I do not own the Naruto-verse. The idea of Naruto and the Hidden Villages are all ideas originating from the famous mangaka Masashi Kishimoto himself. This would be the first fanfic I'm doing. The Hokage Tower scene is inspired by the short 'Mother Maiden' clip from Within Temptation's newest previews. This occurred a year after the Shinobi War, a year after the deadly battle between Sasuke and Naruto.
HIKARI
zara has a dice
Chapter 1
"Each and every one of you have been called many things in life…monster," At the side of the wooden table, the fox-masked shinobi twitched . "weak, lazy-" A snort from the monkey-masked man was followed by the uneasy shuffles of the sheep-masked lady as she meld into the back. "stupid, unhygienic, straight-arsed, boring, weird, butt-kisser, barbaric, fa-"
"We get it Baa-chan. You don't have to shove it in our faces! Get to the point, will you? Jeez."
An inhuman-like growl emitted from the fox-masked shinobi as a wry smile crept upon the lips of the buxom blonde. Her eyes narrowed at each and every one of them before slowly turning to the kitsune, who had his arms folded. The tensed atmosphere cleared, as she merely regarded them coolly.
A small sigh escaped those full, luscious lips of a certain coy Hyuuga. Walking, upon the streets of Konoha, smiling and greeting the peddlers and shop keepers. Her long, silky hair was so black; glints of blue seemed to shine beneath the glare of the morning sun rays. Those beautiful locks were in a bun at the top of her head; her fringe had thus grown longer, as they brushed her eyelids. Flawless porcelain skin, carried a natural flush on her cheeks as those trademark pearl-like eyes with hints of lavender, held that cheerful gaze. The trademark, zip-up sweater with the Hyuuga clan emblem on her sleeve, covered the mesh-shirt she wore underneath. Sandals clad those small feet as they pattered against the ground, carrying her towards her destination. Yet, those words were clear in her mind. The words of Konoha's Hokage.
" I've watched each and every one of you grow and shed blood as well as tears. For years, I've watched as this group, slowly made it up the ladder. You have all turned out to be fine shinobi, despite whatever it is you've gone through. We are shinobi. We scour the shadows of the boundary and we kill for a living. That, is our way of life. We've been through countless wars and none have ended without sacrifices. And now I gather every one of you. Comrades…Lovers…A team, into this circle, will you pledge to obey your Hokage and protect this village as well as its people? Will you, become a part of the Iro ANBU?" Those clear hazel eyes stared directly upon these masked shinobi, as they answered as one, with fervent nods and a strong murmur of approval. The blonde smirked, her features lighting up.
The morning breeze, tickled her skin, stray strands were brushed aside, as she swept the floor of the classroom. She sighed, biting her lip, all the time telling herself to remain calm. Petals swirled as the cherry blossoms swayed against the blistering wind. Soft opalescent orbs which shone tints of lavender under the gaze of the sunrays glanced out of the windows, as she caught a soft petal between her index finger and thumb. Softly rubbing against the soft texture of the flower, she found herself idling silently, humming to a tune. Her fingers clutched the broomstick, as she set it aside, busying herself with the arrangement of the tables.
Her tone was stern, yet her approval was clear as she continued to address the Iro ANBU,"Excellent. Of course, your daily work-life will resume as per normal, no excuses. As you assume your role as my Iro ANBU, nobody outside this circle will know of your identity. You will address each other by the animal mask you are wearing, during missions. I will also be appointing a Captain, to which you shall have to answer to and to whom I will pass on your missions to, Kitsu-"
"YATTA! You mean it Obaa-chan? Really? I won't let you down, Dattebayo!"
Rubbing her temples at the excited whoops of the blonde ninja, she held the urge to pummel the over-enthusiastic blonde. "Yes- Yes, like I said, your identity will have to be kept a secret. Is that clear? That means, you would have to dye your hair black before going on missions. No pets. No stutters. No awkward outbursts. You are to act as the opposite of your true self. Get it?" Raising a brow expectantly, Tsunade sighed as Kitsune scratched the back of his head enquiringly, whereas Nezumi patted her pink hair, affectionately. "Good. Now all off you leave, except for you three. Close the door."
Chewing on her bottom lip thoughtfully, she flipped through the papers, recognizing each handwriting. Names, scrawled with a nasty paw print made her smirk slightly, at the thought of the young Inuzuka. It was times like this, where she had thought of her days in the Academy, as she had been nestled in between Ino and Kiba. Their bickering had made her smile gently, as she tried, in vain to stop the two from pouncing on each other.
In the expense of the serene environment, she had lapsed back into time, as memories of her younger days, brought a sad smile upon her lips. Her obsession over the nine-tails vessel had her strive to reduce those annoying stutters. Her undying affection for him, had made her desperate to catch up with the former reject. Yet, she knew, deep inside, they were never to be. He had the pink-haired kunoichi as his lover. A sigh escaped those peach lips, as she shuffled the papers, neatly placing it on the side of her table. Naruto would never look at her, the way he spared loving glances on a beautiful kunoichi, such as Tsunade's apprentice.
Pacing her room, Tsunade remained silent for a moment, much to the dismay of the three ."Hitsuji, you are one of the few who were able to break away from genjutsu quickly and your bloodline limit allows you to control chakra stances. Besides that, you haven't an emotional attachment to him.I entrust you, your first mission right now. You are to babysit Uchiha Sasuke."
A dark chakra jolted her out of her chair, as her head turned swiftly to the door. She felt goosebumps rise, as an involuntary tremble struck her.A pale man, with eyes the color of midnight made her blink in surprise.
"Ah, there you are, Hinata. Early as usual I see." With a soft chuckle, her former Academy sensei, pushed open the door, wide enough to reveal the Copy-Nin and- "You remember Sasuke, don't you?"
Baa-chan - Old Lady
Kitsune- Fox
Nezumi- Rat
Hitsuji- Sheep
Dattebayo- Believe It ( a phrase, naruto usually uses)
Yatta- I did it / Hooray