To Feed A Village [Mission / Private]

The sun cast its golden rays upon the village of Otogakure, illuminating the intricate rooftops and peaceful streets. Uchiha, Kaito, a young and determined member of the Uchiha clan and the First Otokage, was known for his resourcefulness and unwavering loyalty. Today, he had decided to undertake in a few missions to help with expanding the village's economy, and he found himself faced with two important tasks that would test his abilities and showcase his compassion.

For starters, word had spread that there would be a grand meeting of the clans in the village square. The purpose was to discuss crucial matters regarding the welfare, prosperity, and companionship of the clans when it came to working together with the village as a whole. However, the deliberation had stretched on much longer than expected, and the rumbling stomachs of the attendees had started to drown out their focus. Understanding the urgency, as the village would not be what it was today without them, Kaito volunteered to address the gnawing hunger. He swiftly made his way through the bustling village, his keen eyes searching for a solution. A thought struck him, however, as he remembered the bountiful orchard of the Sarutobi clan. His deputy kage, Sarutobi, Satoshi, had told him about the place before, and that their trees produced luscious fruits that were second to none. Reflecting on this information, he too remembered how much a singular fruit from the orchard had quenched his own hunger when her first arrived in the Land of Sky alongside his subordinates from Sunagakure a little over a month prior.

With a determined stride, Kaito headed towards the Sarutobi's estate. Upon reaching the sprawling orchard, he found the clan members busy with their own duties. Some were tending to the orchards while others were off to the side training. He could see a few of the clan members wearing Otogakure headbands, and he couldn't help but smile.

'It's only been a few weeks and people are already joining our forces.'

Kaito approached a gentleman sitting upon the porch of the main estate, who introduced himself as Sarutobi, Hiroshi, and explained the dire situation at hand. Seemingly recognizing the importance of unity and cooperation within the village, Hiroshi readily agreed to help. Together, they gathered baskets and began picking the ripest and juiciest fruits the trees had to offer. The aroma of fresh oranges, succulent apples, and plump peaches wafted through the air as they filled basket after basket. After a short while the two men would finish, and the Uchiha thanked Hiroshi before hurriedly making his way back to the village square as his heart swelled with gratitude for the Sarutobi clan's generosity.

As he entered the meeting hall, the once-hushed whispers now filled the air with the symphony of grumbling stomachs. Kaito's arrival, carrying the bountiful fruits, was met with a collective sigh of relief. With a smile, Kaito distributed the fruits among the clans, ensuring that everyone received their fair share, and he ensured to thank each and every member of the council for their dedication to Otogakure itself. The sound of biting into the crisp apples and the juiciness of the ripe oranges filled the room, transforming the atmosphere from one of restlessness to one of contentment. Now with the immediate hunger crisis averted, Kaito turned his attention to the second task at hand. Another villager, an elderly man by the name of Yamamoto, was in need of assistance with gathering the crops on his farm together and planting them. Though Yamamoto had tirelessly tended to his fields for years, a recent injury had left him unable to perform his usual duties.

Kaito journeyed to the outskirts of the village yet again, where Yamamoto's small plot of land lay nestled amidst the serene countryside. The sight that greeted him was a testament to the old man's devotion and hard work. The crops were ready for harvest, while new ones eagerly awaited planting. Without hesitation, Kaito donned work gloves and set to work, his hands deftly maneuvering through the rows of vibrant greenery. He harvested the ripe vegetables, taking care to preserve their quality, and gathered them in baskets. As he worked, he couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom Yamamoto had imparted to his fellow villages throughout the years about how to tend to different types of crops. He had heard about this himself as he often took strolls throughout the village when he wasn't too busy as the Otokage, and when his lover Amaya would let him, that is.

Once the harvest was complete, Kaito began preparing the land for the next planting season. With gentle yet deliberate movements, he cleared the soil of debris and readied it for the new seeds. The rhythmic sound of digging and planting resonated through the tranquil countryside, a symphony of rejuvenation and growth. As the day drew to a close, Kaito surveyed the flourishing crops, and the satisfaction reflected in Yamamoto's eyes grandly. Together, they had nurtured life and ensured the village's sustenance for the seasons to come. The elderly villager expressed his gratitude to Kaito, recognizing his selflessness and unwavering commitment to the well-being of the community.

With a sense of fulfillment, Kaito bid farewell to Yamamoto and made his way back to the village, his heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment. He had successfully fed the clans during the crucial meeting, strengthening the bonds of unity. Moreover, he had provided aid to a respected elder, embodying the spirit of compassion and selflessness that defined the village of Otogakure in its early stages of life.

As twilight painted the sky in hues of purple and orange, Kaito looked forward to the challenges that lay ahead. For in the heart of a compassionate warrior like Kaito, the spirit of Otogakure would forever burn bright, guiding him and those who opted to protect the village towards a future of prosperity and harmony. The village would continue to thrive; nurtured by the collective efforts of its clans and the compassion of its people.