[center][b]Harumi Uchiha,

Arriving at the Water Country,
The first of many?[/center][/b]

The ocean. Harumi had seen it at the shore of the Fire country and some other countries she had visited or stayed in, due needed for missions and covert operations as being an ANBU. Never had she been on a ship actually traveling towards one of the islands of the Water Country. And never had she imagined she hated something more than she disliked Shozo Uchiha. Puking again, the woman breathed heavily. Leaning over the reeling, Harumi looked pale. Much at the humor of those who noticed that the woman, who looked like a simple civilian, wasn't clearly used to the movements of a ship. [i]Please, make it stop. I will do everything, make it stop.[/i] She prayed mentally, feeling her stomach objecting again as the waves decided to raise themselves, making the ship move even more that the stomach of Harumi decided to make her feel even worse.

Puking again, Harumi had the feeling that she would die. 

Only after she looked to her left, Harumi noticed something. Land. At last, land! The crew of the ship started to do as they were ordered. Hearing some cruel jokes about her, Harumi ignored it. The mission was far too important for her to let her cool slip. Trying to endure the movement of the ship, Harumi was able to place a foot on solid ground. Ground that didn't make her stomach protest and causing her to throw up. Arriving on the port of the island, Harumi's mood dropped instead of being raised. The port wasn't that big nor looking important. Walking into the settlement, she saw several shinobi patrolling the street. But nobody seemed to suspect her. How could they? The preparation and work put in this covert operation wasn't just hasty done. 

After Harumi had arranged a room in the tavern, she decided to scout the town. It wasn't that small as she first had assumed. Maybe a good start for her mission? Walking slowly down the street, a smirk started to creep over Harumi's lips. Tonight, the people of the town would soon learn to fear the darkness that the night could bring. Slowly Harumi's right hand clenched into a fist, but her face was calm and polite. A mask, like she would carry on a regular ANBU mission.