Diplomatic relations between the Hidden Villages and smaller factions that littered the Ninja World have always been a delicate matter. Being the more powerful, Hidden Villages were looked up to with a certain amount of respect; not only out of courtesy, but out of fear. If, at any time, a Kage were to ignore decency and show out to the other Village Leaders by slaughtering a town and its inhabitants, there was little to be done about it. Kage's will was law, and shinobi were dispensable hardened killing machines who used the very forces of nature to carry out their mission. Fortunately enough, those elected to lead their villages were usually more levelheaded than that. Thankfully, when troubles were roused, it was usually the smaller villages attacking their dignified leaders- having about as much effect as a mosquito on a bull elephant; annoying, but nowhere near frightening enough to cause a panic.
In the desperate need to feel recognized or taken seriously, many small groups of ninjas formed over the years decide to present their case to a nation's capital and wait approval for recognition as an honorary "Village Hidden in the-" title. More often than not most submissions were rejected. It was at times that most would-be shinobi would take a hard look at themselves, train intensively and sculpt their skills so that they might be inserted into a crappy filler arc where they would show animosity to the slapped-together Leaf Squad, undoubtedly containing the ever-present main character of the show, and slowly be inspired by him and become friends. He then would go back to his Hokage and plead and beg with her until the Village was recognized as legitimate and all was right with the world. However, seeing that said whisker-faced goon had left the village with his trusted older gentleman companion for a three-year long training session, that wasn't much of an option. Instead, times got desperate for those looking for exposure.
A small group of ninja, having already seen the marvelous handiwork of Naruto and his friends and inspired by their camaraderie and natural talent, decided that the Leaf Village was a wonderful place for them to set ground on being a legitimate Village; having already been rejected by their home nation of Lightening several times in the past. So they sent a squad representing their best and brightest to show the Hokage that they were willing to not only leave the Land of Lightening but also offer their valuable services. They were, after realizing just how useless a Cooking Ninja utterly was, shot down like a duck with the hunting rifle that was Tsunade's sharp disposition.
Wait a second, did they just say Cooking Ninja? As in the same cooking ninja that kidnapped Teuchi's daughter? They wanted to join the Land of Fire? The short answer is, in that order: Yes they did, yes that's them, and wanted would be the optimum word. After feeling the sharp sting of defeat, instead of sucking it up and taking it like the fully grown men and women that they were, they resorted to angry threatening and complaints to try and sway the powerful Sannin's opinion. This was met with Tsunade literally punching one of their so called "best and brightest" out the window of her office. That's a long drop, one that scared the other Cooking Ninja into submission. So they left disheartened and angry. Having been at least smart enough not to send a letter of confederacy to the Village Hidden in the Clouds before they were accepted into the Leaf Village, their people's homes for generations were at least safe from retribution of angry Lightening citizens.
However, their feelings were still quite hurt. They longed for the plentiful landscape of the Leaf Village, finding their cooking much more fruitful when it was made of the supplies from here instead of the savannah-esque conditions of their homeland. It made more sense that they should be allowed a place here, where their talents would not go to waste on such harsh lands. And, gosh darnit, they wanted security from those monsters that roamed the neighboring islands! To feel better about themselves, the remaining Cooking-Nin decided to, while they were here for the night, just go whacked-out crazy with some of the best sake in the Leaf Village. Anything they did wouldn't be noticed until after they left for the Land of Lightening, and they were at least notorious for not letting outsiders punish those within the country's borders! They could do whatever they wanted as a payback- and of course, their drunken little minds made sense of this little plan...
***drunken kidnapping, lots of screaming from the now-sober ninja once realizing just what they've done, "Can't turn back now", cross borders with abducted genin***
"Dish ish...-chomp- rully good!" a young girl's loud voice says as she fills her mouth with a large amount of steamed antelope meat. "It doeshn't look like it would be...-smack- but you guysh are rully talented!"
Their captive, one Ino Yamanaka, was fully aware of her situation. There was no genjutsu placed on her, or some other ninja BS, no mind control, no matter how sweetly ironic it would seem considering her talent for brain-hopping into people's bodies, or anything else terribly cliched. She knew full-on that she had been kidnapped, taken from her village family and friends, on her way back to the flower shop after making a quick delivery to the Haruno house. Her captives had explained themselves several times and felt completely terrible about the entire predicament, even going so far as to assure her that she wouldn't be harmed by any of them or the other villagers. After hearing the whole story Ino was completely sure that her kidnappers were morons, alcoholic morons at that, and was sure she wasn't in any danger. At first she plotted getting back to the Leaf Village, but found the Land of Lightening just as inhospitable as the paragraph above stated. There was no way she'd get there on her own, and the Cooking Ninja weren't exactly keen on the idea of escorting her into a village that was no doubt blaming them. They'd die, every single one of them, slow and painful deaths at the hands of Inoichi Yamanaka- her father, and a damn scary ninja with lots of legends about him and the ShikaCho part of his team -as well as the rest of the village.
What were some kidnappers to do? Make the best out of a bad situation.
They promised their ponytailed captive that, despite her title as such, no harm would come to her. They offered her the best hut in the village and to be treated to anything her little heart could desire. This meant cooking her meals, wrangling up some more clothes for her and then washing them once they got dirty, and generally everything else that would make a day at the spa look like a spit in the face. Deciding that since she was due for another vacation sooner than she was due for another long mission with her team mates (which would actually be today, had she had not been captured), she agreed on staying in their village for a while- at least until rescue forces came or an agreement was met between the two forces. As, if the Leaf Village openly crossed the Lightening border without permission (something they were not too keen on just handing out, being a feisty nation) it would be an act of war. Avoiding war was good, and Cooking Ninja knew that above all else. So, in short: vacation for Ino, hopefully Land of Fire citizenship for Cooking Ninja. Everybody wins except for the friends and family worried sick about poor little Ino.
So, back to where we left off; Ino sitting in her plush bed in her new hut in this strange village eating servings of delicious food brought to her by her very apologetic abductors. As usual, dressed in her purple ensemble sans the stylish wraps around her midsection and the armbands, she looked like the very poster child of comfort. Of course, while on vacation, one was taken to indulge a little in the customs of the people. How bad could that be in a civilization that revolved around food? After all, it beat barbecue after every training session with Choji and Shikamaru. Some diversity might just be what her palette needed...
And, trembling from the waist down, one brave Cook-Nin stood in front of their "captive" and braved the situation. "N-N-No ha-harm will come to her, Lady Tsunade." a grown man trembled like a baby, knowing full well that this tape was going straight to a woman who had sent his best friend soaring out of her office not even 48 hours ago, "B-B-But we'd like for our demands to be met. We await your answer, as does Miss Yamanaka...sorrypleasedon'tkillme"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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