FORBIDDEN.
What's this?
Another story?
And you still haven't written another chapter for Demon Couple 2 or Trapped?
Yes. This is true.
And I'm sorry!
So many ideas keep coming to me, and I just can't focus on anything.
Oh, and I have exams in less than two weeks and I should really be focusing on studying but I'm not which is just stressing me out.
And yet here I am writing a story when I should be STUDDYING BECAUSE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON THESE EXAMS OR SOMEHTING BUT I JUST CANT CONCENTRATE AND PROCRASTINATION IS BASICALLY MY MIDDLE NAME.
Okay. A bit off topic.
But this is my new story. (NaruHina, of course… are you surprised?)
And it's a Mulan/Naruto cross-over (because it's my favourite Disney movie) and I've read so many that are basically just re-writes of the movie just with naruto characters in the place of the Disney characters.
So I've written my own, with my own flair.
And I hope you like it.
(You don't have to like Mulan or even know Mulan to read this story because I wrote it in a way that it seems different to the film)
Well, I hope so.
So tell me what you think.
CHAPTER ONE:
"I'm sorry, Father." I whispered quietly as I slipped across the wooden floorboards of my luscious family home. "I can't let you do this." Leaning down, I picked up the scroll that was given to my father, forcing a member of our household to train and fight in this upcoming war.
As the only male in the household, Hiashi Hyuuga was the only man able to fight. But he had done his time in the army – he had fought enough for his country! He was too injured from his past battles to fight. He wouldn't survive this war. I took a deep breath, reaching a cupboard within the depths of my home, and found my father's beloved sword and armour.
I needed to do this for him – for my family. I had already dishonoured them time and time again, disappointing matchmakers and being classed as a woman unable to ever find a husband.
I sighed loudly, pulling out some thin cloth from the medicine cabinet and tightly wrapping my breasts to my chest. I needed to leave quickly, before anyone could notice. Placing my father's heavy armour onto my thin frame made, and strapping his sword to my waist, I disappeared toward our family stables.
I pulled my long raven hair into a tight bun at the crown of my head, tying it with a rubber band as I opened the door to Mushu's stable, the elegant ginger horse glancing up at me as I entered. "Come on, Mushu." I grabbed his reigns, and slipped onto the curious horse.
"We've got work to do."
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The camp was not what I had expected. I mused, stepping into the grounds. Tents were set up in every direction, more men than I had ever seen in my life crowding every spare space. Talking, jeering on one another. Some were excited, some nervous, some bored, and some looking like this was the worst day of their life.
I was in the nervous category. I sighed. I knew I still looked feminine. Not like a woman, I sighed, but a really feminine male. Tying Mushu at the stable with all the other horses, I took a deep breath. My game plan was to simply become angered when people likened me to a woman, as any man would be offended at being called a woman.
I needed to act like a man.
Talk like a man.
Walk like a man.
But think like a woman.
I wasn't worried about bringing honour to my family. I knew it was far too late for me. But I needed to keep my father away from the action. And I couldn't get caught. Because if I did – I would die.
A woman in the army is unheard of. It just wouldn't happen.
And hopefully, everyone think of that when they see me. And persuade themselves to thinking that I'm a man.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I know I can do this.
"H-Hinata-Sama?!"
Shit.
My eyes widened marginally, and I turned swiftly to face the person who spoke my name. A loud well-practiced semi-masculine laugh erupted from my mouth as I turned, "Are you talking to me? I am Kaito Hyuu-."
I froze. My lavender Hyuuga eyes meeting ones of the same colour. I gazed into the shocked face of my cousin, Neji Hyuuga, with mouth gaping open. "Neji-nii-san?" I whispered quietly.
My voice must have broken him out of his stupor, because he moved suddenly, grabbing my arm and dragging me across the camp, muttering angrily to himself.
Naturally, I tripped over a large rock, my petite body slamming into the large masculine form of a man beside me. Neji dropped my wrist, spinning around, and I turned to apologise to the man I crashed into.
Before I could utter a single word, the largely-built brunette grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, pulling me roughly to his face. "Got a problem, whimp?"
I grabbed his arm holding my collar tightly, using all the strength I had in the attempt to seem manly. "Hey," I grumpily spoke, "It was an accident, man. Calm down."
"Don't call me 'man', you twig." He growled, "My name is Kankorou. Don't forget it."
As his other hand unknowingly seemed to grab for my chest, I instinctively slammed my fist into the man's stomach, causing him to drop me and bow over in pain. In the background, I could hear Neji's palm slamming into his own forehead in frustration, as fellow men regarded the situation without any interest.
Kankorou pulled his fist back in anger, and threw his arm to my face. I quickly ducked, watching in horror as Kankorou's fist landed on the chest of the man who was standing behind me.
Chaos ensued.
Punches were thrown in every direction, tents fell into broken heaps on the ground, I was stumbling in every direction, being pulled, pushed and hit and accidently touched in inappropriate places (luckily, no-one noticed I wasn't as flat as a normal male in the chaos).
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" A loud booming voice shook the campsite, halting everyone in their fighting. My eyes shifted to the clearly toned man standing in front of the crowd, his hand rubbing against his spiky blonde hair in frustration. I had to admit – he was nice to look at. Even though his blue eyes were glaring at the lot of us in anger, interesting whisker tattoos curling at the corners of his mouth due to his apparent scowl.
Standing next to him was a shorter man, in one of the Hokage's assistants' kimonos. The shorter man was older and frail-like, holding a cane and regarded us all with narrowed, careful eyes. He was definitely one to watch out for.
Sighing quietly, I looked back towards the blonde, who was angrily waiting for someone to answer his question.
"You should ask him." Kankorou growled throughout the silence, pointing straight at me.
"What is your name, soldier?" The blonde man stepped toward me, and I could clearly hear the sound of Neji's palm hitting his forehead once again somewhere in the distance.
"Kaito Hyuuga, Sir!" I called out loudly and clearly, looking straight into his dark eyes.
"Hyuuga," He mused quietly, mostly to himself, "Causing trouble? What do you know." He obviously knew what a strict proud bunch most of the Hyuuga's were. Too bad I was the only person who didn't fit that category. "You're on cleaning duty."
"I… But…" I started.
"Are you talking back to your Captain?" The shorter man questioned in a malicious tone, and I immediately backtracked.
"No, Sir! Sorry, Sir! I'll report to cleaning duty tonight!... Sir!"
"My name," the blonde man stepped back to the forefront of the group, the rest of us silencing to hear him speak, "Is Captain Naruto Uzumaki. And this here, is one of Hokage-Sama's assistants, Danzo Shimura. He will watch over our training and alert the Hokage when we are ready for battle. It is my job to train the lot of you. You will listen to every word I say. You will obey my every order. Anyone who does anything out of line will deal with me! Is that understood?"
"Yes Sir!" The crowd chorused in unison.
"By the time I am done with you, you will all be ready to fight in this war. I want nothing but your focus and your dedication. I will not let you down." Naruto called out clearly, "So, you better not let me down. Understood?"
"Yes Sir!"
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"You stupid, stupid, stupid girl!" Neji lectured, standing in my tent later that night. He was pacing back and forth uncomfortably. "What the hell are you even doing here? If they find out, you'll be killed! You don't even look that much like a man! I'm surprised you haven't found you out yet! I can't protect you from the army! You're going to be killed!"
"Neji." I called out quietly, getting his attention immediately. "I'm sorry. But I have to do this. Father… Father isn't strong enough to fight in another war. His leg is still injured."
"So, what?" Neji sighed loudly, "So it's okay for you to go out and die for him?"
"Yes! It's the only thing I can do for my family!" I cried out, determined to see this through until the end.
"Hinata," Neji said slowly, "Don't you think you've dishonoured your family enough?" He asked quietly.
I knew he meant no harm by his words, but they still hurt. "That's one of the reasons I'm doing this, Neji-nii-san." I whispered quietly, knowing he could still hear every word, "I've been a terrible daughter. Father has been nothing but disappointed in me from the start. I know he won't care all that much if I leave and die here. He's got Hanabi-chan who we both know won't let him down like I have all these years. I need to do this so he can be happy. So Hanabi can become the heir and everything can fall into place."
Neji sighed again, clearly not pleased. "I guess I can't force you to leave. And now that you're here, there's no way I can sneak you out of here without alerting every one of your real identity. But," He stood up in the tent, "I am your cousin. And I will protect you from harm in this place. If that means I have to help you keep up this," he gestured to my appearance, "cross-dressing façade. Then that's what I'll do."
"Thank you, Neji-nii-san." I bowed low to the ground, "I owe you my life."
Neji sighed, "Don't thank me yet. I doubt either of us are gonna make it out of this war alive. And it isn't the Sound I'm scared of."
I nodded shortly, muttering a quiet, "Sorry Neji-nii-san," under my breath.
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(If I've swapped between writing in first person and third person please let me know so I can fix it, because I do that sometimes and it's stupid and annoying)
But yeah, that's the first chapter.
Let me know what you think.
Taz
