"Let's go- but there's something fishy about this. I don't like it. Let's regroup at Ichiraku-" Misoka began, just as his ears registered the noise of somebody crying for help. "Never mind, hold on a moment!" he yelled, before dashing to the nearest open window and leaping out of it.
"Will somebody please help? My cat won't come down!" The old lady screeched. Se turned to face Misoka as he landed directly behind her. "You! Boy! Get my cat!" She commanded, pointing at him threateningly.
Aw, man! A cat up a tree? You have got to be kidding me... Misoka groaned inwardly as he leaped into the branches. Sure enough, a pale, tabby cat was sitting directly in front of him. He lunged forward and grasped the cat between his arms, only to gasp in surprise as it spontaneously combusted just moments later. Misoka's lips gave voice to a drawn out scream as he fell from the tree, slightly charred.
"You were lucky- that was a low-grade exploding tag that I disguised. If you had been paying attention, you would have noticed that the cat didn't disturb its surroundings. You don't have much genjutsu aptitude, do you?" The old woman asked, staring at the young shinobi in front of her as he picked himself up and dusted himself off.
"Yeah, well, you should have warned me! Eh, are you some kind of nut?" Misoka growled, pulling his bruised body into a fighting stance.
"I'm your teacher." The woman replied, before dissapearing in a cloud of smoke, only to reappear as Kurenai, the Leaf's genjutsu expert. "Don't take me for an idiot. I was aware that you three were in Tsunade's office the whole time. I won't blame you for it this time, but the next time I ask you to do something, do it." she chided.
Misoka could only stare at her dumbfoundedly. How exactly did we manage to catch her again?