A small figure or rather a silhouette with a spiky top walked through the dense mist that almost always lingered in Kirigakure. The pace was slow and deliberate with no purpose of a rush. There would have been more bodies of people walking about other than this lone wolf if it not had been so early in the morning. In fact, the moon had barely finished its cycle and the orange sun has yet to catch up. As such, street lamps would still be lit though what use they were was hardly noticeable as their lights were dimmed by the mist that was always there. But one would notice the outline of this walking figure that every time it would pass under a street lamp brown spiky hair layered the young face of a boy; he wore a blue and white kimono that lengthened down to his feet and were matched with a light blue hakama. On his right side rested what would seem to be the hilts of two blades, while in hand held a rather large sandwich to a smiling face. The boy had been eating and walking at the same time.

He had to have a full stomach as today could be the day he might get closer to his dream. Yoshi was on his way to the Mizukage's office in order to ask him a favor, more of guidance really than anything. Like the boy, the Mizukage was known to be a sword-handler as well, a really good one at that.

The boy had gotten to the office of the Mizukage no longer than a minute ago. Yoshi now stood in front of his door that stood erect between two ANBU shinobi, a rather intimidating site for the fifteen year old. Nevertheless, he knocked gleefully three times.

KNOCK ~ KNOCK ~ KNOCK ~

"Mizukage-samaaaaa?!"