My name isn't Harry James Potter, I'm Orochimaru the snake sannin!

Chapter 4

"Why me?" was the only thing Orochimaru could seem to ask as the Daimyo chuckled.

"You have proven that you are strong and dependable. You've shown that Will of Fire Sarutobi talks about. The people in this room have not one bad thing to say about you. You have the charisma and strength needed to lead. I think you're perfect for the job." The Fire Daimyo said as everyone around even the old war hawk Danzo clapped afterward.

"I still don't see why me. Why not Jiraiya, Sakumo Hatake, or even Minato Namikaze." Orochimaru said as the Daimyo walked up to him and placed his hand on Orochimaru's shoulder. He didn't understand why he was arguing being chosen to become the next Hokage was a great honor, but he knew that being Hokage was something that needed the right leader, so that couldn't be him.

"Each of the people you've named was considered, but in the end, you were the best choice. Due to the many things you did for this village and was thinking of many different ways to Time prove this village you're always looking out for the people and the shinobi core. You may be young but there are so many things you can learn still." The Daimyo said with a broad smile and much confidence.

"B-But...I'm a sannin! There's no way-" Orochimaru started but was cut off by Hiashi.

"The appointment of a Kage needs not to be ranked, Orochimaru-san. Chunin, like Sarutobi-sama, has become Hokage, so why not a sannin for that matter? It is all about discernment, Orochimaru-san." Hiashi said as he gazed at Orochimaru with a small smile.

Orochimaru had saved him along with a few others from the village in the last great Shinobi War, so if Orochimaru needed anything of his clan, they'd do it without hesitation. The others of the room looked at Hiashi in shock, mainly because the man never gave anyone words of encouragement, even if his words were very discreet and hidden...

With that being said, the Fire Daimyo smiled and looked toward Orochimaru, who remained silent with his head to the floor in thought.

"Will you accept the position, Orochimaru of the sannin, or should we call you, Hokage-sama?" The Fire Daimyo asked with a brighter smile.

Orochimaru stood still, still contemplating the offer. He never thought he could be chosen to be Hokage. He knew for a fact there were plenty of other ninjas who were stronger than him right now..., but if this is what needed to protect the people of the village, then so be it. He would protect those precious to him...

"I accept," Orochimaru said, with his head raised and fire burning in his eyes.

Some of them were taken back by the overwhelming conviction in his eyes that promised his 110% on the job. They all smiled, even Danzo almost cracked a smile, as they saw Orochimaru and his determination. They saw the Will of Fire in his emerald green eyes..."Alright then, but there are a few things you should know if you are to be Hokage." Sarutobi said as he walked up to his favorite student while motioning for Jiraiya to step forward.

"Orochimaru, you have a golden opportunity! You get to have multiple women or men if you into that kind of thing. Knowing you, you're going to find a way to impregnate any of your man-lovers who'll all marry you! Multiple women, or men! Orochimaru! You need at least 4, Being the last of your family or clan. but the skies the limit on how many you can have. I'd kill to be in your shoes! ... but remember Orochimaru; only chose for love and nothing else. Oh, and not any of your creepy fangirls." Orochimaru shuddered at the thought of his fangirls.

A few days later

It's been a few days since his inauguration of becoming the yondaime Hokage. Orochimaru was in the Hokage office, his office, with shadow clones running about doing all the work that had piled up while Homura, Koharu, and Hiruzen were instructing them on what to do. The Real Orochimaru was reading through B-rank and higher mission reports and placing them in 2 piles; success and failure. He was glad to see that only 3 of the 200 reports he had read were in the failure pile. It was then his secretary walked into the fray of clones and papers.