Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Vixens and Kitsune ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

In a well-appointed office, the third Hokage sat behind his desk facing a dark haired ANBU kunoichi.

 

“Lord Hokage, there is no excuse for my behavior on duty.” Neko said, hanging her head in shame. “I lost my objectivity and allowed my transgression to spiral into a series of utterly inexcusable actions concerning my charge. I stand ready to face my punishment.”

 

The old man leaned back his chair, puffing casually on his pipe. “Neko, do you remember Uzumaki Kushina?”

 

“I do sir, but aside from the obvious, I fail to see what bearing that has on my actions.”

 

“Do you recall certain aspects or her personal life, specifically romantic aspects?” Sarutobi asked with a twinkle in his eye.

 

Neko's posture changed ever so slightly. “Hokage-sama, I'm going to need to know exactly what your trying to say here.”

 

“Neko, I have a long term assignment that I feel you would best be suited for. Given Naruto's parentage, burden, and the possibility that he may inherit a yet unknown bloodline from his mother's side, I would like to provide him with a singular operative dedicated to insuring his safety within the village at all times, and I'm offering you the position first. Do you accept?”

 

Neko grinned madly under her mask. “I do, Hokage-sama.”

 

“Very well. You have today off. After I deal with team placements, I'll have the details of your new placement written up and delivered to you home. Ah yes, before I forget, this is an ongoing S rank mission and you will be paid accordingly per month.”

 

“Thank you, Hokage Sama.” Neko's grin nearly split her mask. “Permission to be dismissed?”

 

“Permission granted.” The Hokage smiled as Neko vanished in a swirl of leaves. “Now then, let's where out little troublemaker is.” The old man murmured peering into his crystal globe.

 

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Naruto had helped the movers for as long as he could before sensing his bunshin dispersing. Leaving three more in his place with orders to disperse upon completion of packing and unloading of the boxes, Naruto hastily roofhopped over to moderate little eatery. Unfortunately this eatery liked nothing more than to throw him out on his ears, preferably in the back garbage dumpster. Sucking it up, Naruto threw together a simple nondescript shinobi transformation and slipped inside to sit next to his teammates.

 

“I wish you two hadn't chosen this place, but it can't be helped.” He grumbled.

 

“Naruto?” Ino asked in amazement. “Is that you?”

 

“Yes, and keep your voice down!” He hissed darting his eyes around. “I'm not exactly the most beloved citizen in Konoha.”

 

“If y-you-“ Hinata began only to stopped by the disguised Naruto.

 

“Hina-chan, you may think this is mean, but I really think this is for your own good.” He said sternly looking the heiress in the eyes. “I forbid you from speaking unless it is in a clear confident voice. No more stuttered mumbles around us, okay?” Hinata nodded. “Good. Want to try again?”

 

“If you knew you weren't accepted here, why didn't you tell us?” Hinata said flawlessly.

 

“Because the list of businesses and stores that will accept Uzumaki Naruto is sickeningly short.” The disguised youth said. The waitress took their order and Naruto frowned at Ino's small portion.

 

“What?” Ino snapped. “I'm on a diet.”

 

“You're not going to be at your best on missions if you don't eat right.” Naruto said, gazing out the shops front window.

 

“Like you have room to talk, Mister All-I-Eat-Is-Ramen.” Ino mumbled as the waitress brought their drinks.

 

“I know how to eat properly,” Naruto hissed, narrowing his eyes at the blonde kunoichi. “However due to circumstances beyond my control, I don't always have that luxury.”

 

“Stop it you two!” Hinata pleaded. “This isn't the way teammates are supposed to act!”

 

“I'm trying, Hina-chan! I'm reaching out, I'm trying to meet you guys halfway, but Ino won't even entertain the thought that I might be more than a dead last loser.”

 

“Why should I, Naruto?” Ino snapped back. “You'll never be as good as-“

 

“As Sasuke, right?” Naruto returned fire without hesitation. “Tell me something, Ino. Has Sasuke ever given a damn about anyone or anything but power? Has he ever spared the slightest bit of emotion to anyone? A smile, a nod, a good morning greeting, anything?”

 

“Sasuke's different.” Ino spat. “His family-“

 

“I know.” Naruto cut her off. “But at least he had a family. Hell, anybody in the village would have been willing to adopt him. I was born with nothing. I must have had parents but they both long gone before I could talk. Hell, the orphanage threw me to the cold streets when I was five. I guess they wanted me dead that badly, though it wasn't for the first time. I may seem to be happy all the time, but I'd trade a lifetime of happiness for five minutes of family memories.”

 

“But… but Sasuke-“ Ino was losing steam quickly.

 

“Tell me something, Ino.” Naruto shifted in his seat letting his gaze focus on nothing in particular. “Now try to be honest, if not with me, then at least with yourself. Are you in love with Sasuke, or the image of Sasuke?” Ino sat speechless a long while before the disguised shinobi snapped back to attention. “She's there. We'll have to get this to go.”

 

~*~

 

Team Ten hastily made their way back to the classroom, carrying take out boxes. “Sorry we're late.” Ino said.

 

“Naruto-kun treated us to lunch and the service was very slow.” Hinata added.

 

“I wanted to hop the counter and box it myself.” Naruto said dropping his disguise.

 

“Hey Ino,” The clone reached into bright orange jumper and pulled out a folded bit of paper. “Lazy-san wanted me to give this to you since his team left before you got back.” Ino took the paper as the clone poofed away.

 

“Lazy-san?” The blonde girl questioned.

 

“Probably Shikamaru.” Naruto said. “He asked me to watch out for you, since he can't be there himself.”

 

“Like I can't take care of myself?” Ino snapped, tucking the note away in her weapons pouch.

 

“Shikamaru believes you can. I believe you can do better, but neither of which changes the fact that your family techniques leave you physically vulnerable.” Naruto shrugged. “And speaking of techniques, please don't go into my head. There are some things best kept private.”

 

Before Ino could respond, the exotic red eyed woman before them spoke up. “Now that that's all covered, you are team ten?” The three genins nodded. “I am your sensei Yuhi Kurenai. Please follow me to training ground 14.”

 

The three genins nodded casting a brief glance back over his shoulder at team seven, or more specifically his former crush Sakura. “So over it.” He mumbled, rolling his eyes at his stupidity in taking so much punishment, both physically and emotionally, from the pink haired girl. Hina-chan is so much more emotionally attractive than that… thing. Naruto thought, at a loss for a word that accurately described his ire for Sasuke's number one fangirl. Swinging his head around to take stock of his teammates the young blonde began examining them through the filter of thousands of years worth of sexual experience. I wonder just what my dear Hina chan is hiding under that bulky coat. I bet I gave her quite a bit of accidental sexual frustration. Our hero grinned foxily. Maybe it's time I start to do it deliberately.

 

“What's so funny, Naruto?” Ino asked.

 

“Just thinking of how to turn my prankster skills to effective ninja traps.” Naruto lied, grinning so widely his eyes squinted shut.

 

The blonde kunoichi blinked in surprise. “That actually makes sense.”

 

“I'm the same person who painted the Hokage faces in broad daylight and didn't get noticed until I was done. Then I outran and outwitted a mob of chunin, jonin, and ANBU ninjas before Iruka sensei caught me. Don't you think that means I might have some higher than average stealth skills at least?” Ino fell silent as the three kunoichi pondered this point and Naruto opened his eyes and gave Ino a subtle but appreciative once over. One thing I gotta say about fangirls, they certainly do take care of themselves cosmetically. The demon container thought merrily. And those long legs! I wonder how they'd feel wrapped around my head as I made her scream my name. Although I'm sure I could put those luscious lips to a much more practical use.

 

“Naruto kun… your nose is bleeding.” Hinata murmured discretely.

 

“Arigato Hina chan.” Naruto replied discretely swiping away the trickle of evidence to his perverted thoughts as he turned his attention to his sensei. Love the wild hair. It looks like she just got up from a really good night in the sack. Have to see if I can make it wave any wilder some morning. Just have to remember not to shred her dress. Treat her like a Christmas present, that's it. Unwrap her nice and slow.

 

Having stopped to get something to eat for their sensei the quartet settled down under the trees of the 14th training ground and ate their various meals in silence, even as their sensei wove the Genjutsu that would be their penultimate exam for entry into the ninja world.

 

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A/N: Whoot. Another chapter done.

 

Again, we have a scene of Naruto writing off Sakura. I just know I'm gonna get reviews saying `Naruto wants nothing to do with Sakura, so you should take her out and put (insert female name here) in the harem in her place.”

 

Naruto doesn't want Sakura because he doesn't think he can have her, and at this moment in time he's right. With his sudden sexual and romantic knowledge, he recognizes the current situation as dismissive at best and abusive at worst. However he hasn't stopped to realize that Sasuke most likely won't treat Sakura any better than she treats Naruto.

 

Yes, Naruto is a bit of a pervert now. He has a new way of looking at life and it's already netted him a shy cute kunoichi who's fun to cuddle, so he's not averse to using it more often. Of course, Kyuubi also showed him those who flaunt that knowledge too much often end up in pain, so caution is both advised and taken.

As far as the harem members go, the harem is pretty much set, as I said in the first chapter. Despite seemingly inconsistent plot elements, massive age differences, etc, I will be writing the pairings I know I can write believably and consistently. Now if you can offer me a good, solid, logical argument as to why someone should or should not be in the harem, I will take it into consideration, but if I can't write it, I won't.