[center][b][i]Zakito Hon,
Konoha's Jounin commander and the leader of Hon's.

A slight disturbance,[/center][/b][/i]

Zakito opened slowly his right eye. With his hands at the back of his head, he woke up from his tree nap. There was something odd. Sitting up straight, he looked around. Dressed as he would have, when he was a jounin, the flak jacket was unzipped. [b]''Strange. I swear I could...''[/b] He looked worried as he couldn't place that strange feeling. Deciding it wasn't something to fret over, not now at least, he let himself slowly fall off the branch.

Landing unharmed on his two feet, the white haired man looked up to the direction he would head towards. He had some things to discuss with Hisoka. Nothing too serious, but it was his job to discuss it with Hisoka before he would make it happen. Walking towards the Hokage Office, Zakito briefly pondered again why he was bothered with that strange feeling. It gave him the itch to reach to the katana that was sheathed in the scabbard on his back. Maybe he was just itching to train or teach with genins again? Chuckling at the thought, he started to whistle an old war tune on his way.

But on his way, Zakito noticed two ladies. Though not one for eavesdropping, he heard something strange. [b]''Didn't ya hear it? I swear ya!''[/b] One of the ladies said. As Zakito passed them, he acted like he wasn't interested in the their talk. But one sentence made him almost chuckle out loud.

[center][b]''It was like there was disturbance in the chakra...force... I don't know. Maybe it was just a bad dream.''[/b][/center]