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"What in the hell is this?"

The Raikage's voice boomed through his office, deep and thunderous enough to rattle the windows. He glared down at the piece of paper in his massive hands, knuckles near turning white from how hard he was gripping it.

"It's a message from Konoha, Raikage-sama," Mabui said calmly from her position near his desk, hands folded behind her back, an impassive look on her face, "Delivered by messenger hawk, It arrived not long ago."

"I know that obviously!" A snapped, crumpling the edge of the paper in his fist. He waved it at her with an angry snarl, a thick throbbing vein on his temple pulsing with palpable anger, "What I mean is, what is with these demands? How dare that brat make demands of me! Of Kumo!"

It was just last night that he, alongside his top subordinates and advisors, had borne witness to the footage of the Chunin Exams. From the exams themselves to the broadcast of this new Hokage crushing Orochimaru and his powerful subordinates. The whole thing had enraged him. Not only had this brat been insulting Kumo during his match with the Hyuuga boy, but Orochimaru had resurrected Blue B and used him as a puppet while pilfering parts of their Bijuu to empower him with!

The sheer gall of those Leaf bastards!

Who even was this Daiki Yurei brat anyway!? He'd never even heard of him! Him being a genin was obviously a ploy by Konoha to show off during the exams. But usually such an absurdly powerful prodigy brat like him would be well known, just like Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Shisui, and Uchiha Itachi. But no, Konoha must have made sure to keep his power hidden until now, raised this brat in the shadows out of the way to take them all by surprise with.

They'd even stolen the Sanbi and made not a word of it reforming or finding it! Going completely against the agreements made! If it weren't for Orochimaru trying to invade his old village, who knew how long this brat's true power would have been hidden.

But yet, now he was Hokage. At thirteen. The youngest sitting Kage ever of one of the five great villages.

A dropped the paper and gripped the desk hard enough to puncture the reinforced wood into splinters. The Leaf had hidden their hand well, and this brat...remembering the footage he saw of his battle with Orochimaru, he galling as it was to admit, didn't think he could defeat him.

'It would have to be a combined effort between Bee and myself,' he thought, and even that wasn't a guarantee.

He was fore sure stronger than pasty freak of a snake, Orochimaru. And Killer Bee was stronger than Blue B. But, taking into account that crystal using woman, the Kaguya and that other pasty freak with all the Sharingan.

Could the two of them defeat that group?

He refused to believe they couldn't! They were the undefeatable combo! The A-B Duo!

Not even the Yellow Flash himself had been able to defeat them both together when they faced off!

But…

'That Hokage brat never went beyond the version one bijuu cloak.' A ground his teeth. He claimed to be a perfect Jinchuuriki like Bee. If he was, he hadn't even shown his full power in that fight!

And he had the Sharingan too even!

And could not only apparently hide his chakra even when using the Bijuu's power, but even make his jutsu and himself completely silent.

If he was a perfect Jinchuuriki, he could fire off a Bijuudama from a distance at any village with them none the wiser until it was upon them. With no chance to defend themselves.

"What did it say?" Mabui asked, her impassive facade breaking for a moment, fine silver eyebrows rising.

A ground his teeth together so hard it was a wonder they didn't crack and splinter apart. His chakra started to crackle around him, the telltale blue sparks of his Lightning Release Armor flickering to life involuntarily as his rage built, his voice came out as a snarling dangerous growl, "The boy accused me of being a pedophile child rapist. Called me a useless monkey!" he spat, his grip on the desk tightened further, more wood splintering beneath his fingers and desk groaning under the pressure, "And then he had the audacity to make demands of me! The return of Hyuuga Hizashi's body, fifty million ryo as reparations, and a portion of the Nibi's chakra!"

He let go of the desk, before slamming his fist down on it, the reinforced wood built to handle his rage, shattering like it was made of paper mache. Papers went flying around him as as groaning shattered wood of the desks destruction echoed through his office, "And if we refuse," A continued, his voice rising to booming roar that could have out shadowed thunder, "he's declaring war on the Cloud Village! Threatened to not only wipe us out, but enslave all our women and rip the Bijuu from my brother!" He was practically bellowing now, lightning crackling more intensely around his form. "He said he'd mount my head above his toilet bowl so he could piss on it every night!"

The sheer absurdity of it all, the unmitigated gall of this thirteen year old brat! left him standing there among the wreckage of his desk, chest heaving as he panted and growled rage building without pause.

How dare he!?

How utterly dare he!!

That arrogant little leaf hugging bastard! He'd have his head for this! Did he think his weak village that bowed to them in fear ten years ago and let them dictate terms, could defeat his Cloud village?!

He was the only threat! Once he was dealt with, that weak peace loving village would bow their heads and roll over.

They were nothing with the loss of the Yondaime Hokage!

Not even he could defeat him in the end either! And this brat thought he could!? He imagined grabbing that little brat and driving his head into the ground with his Liger Bomb.

Just then, the note that had been sent flying floated down through the air and landed on the ground in front of him, amongst the splinters of his destroyed desk. The words written on it stared back up at him, mocking in their casual arrogance.

What's up inferior Cloud scum? I am Daiki Yurei the Godaime Hokage. I will be blunt you pedo ass, tiny limp dick child raping useless waste of space monkey brained piece of shit. I demand the return of Hyuuga Hizashi's body alongside a full apology from you begging the Hyuuga clan for their forgiveness for your transgressions. On top of that, I want fifty million ryo as reparations and a portion of the Nibi's chakra. Why? Fuck you Pedokage Cloud Monkey. You'll do it because I demand it. If you don't, I'm coming to your village with the full might of my village behind me and we'll burn your village to the ground, take everything of value, and enslave your women. And I will personally rip the Hachibi from your brother's corpse after I kill him, then I'll mount your decapitated head above my toilet bowl so I can have a good laugh as I piss on your skull every night. You've got a month. If not, I will waltz into your village, with nobody able to stop me and I'll transform into the Sanbi and fire a Bijuudama straight down. Don't test me Cloud Monkey scum, and be happy I'm giving such generous terms and being so polite about it.

- Daiki Yurei

An enraged howl erupted from him, primal and absolutely seething with rage as he whirled around and punched the wall behind where his desk had been. The impact echoed with a thunderous boom, the entire section of the wall exploding outward in a shower of stone and debris, leaving a gaping hole over thirty feet wide that opened his office to the mountainous region of Kumo. Wind howled through the gap, scattering the papers behind him.

His anger not going down in in the slightest, A whirled back around to Mabui, who had taken an involuntary step back, a resigned sigh leaving her lips, "We just fixed that three days ago."

"Get the word out!" he roared. "I want this brat in the Bingo Book immediately! One billion ryo for anyone who takes his head! Declare him an SS-rank shinobi!"

"Y-yes, Raikage-sama," Mabui said quickly, bowing her head before turning and moving toward the door. She'd seen A angry before but this might have been on an another level entirely, usually he calmed down after he turned his desk or wall into dust, not this time though, "I'll see to it right away."

A clenched his fists together so hard his nails, flickering with lightning, punctured his palms and drew blood. The red fizzled as his lightning burnt it out of existence immediately, but even that slight pain refused to give him clarity, "And get the two-way video broadcaster ready!" he added, his voice and body trembling with fury, "Contact Konoha! I want to speak to this brat face to face!"

Threaten him will he!?

He'd see if he had the balls to say that to him face to face then!