Oiroke no Jutsu
„Hnnnngh…!"
The forest was quiet, except for noises of effot coming from a small blonde boy. His hands were clasped tightly in the typical ninja handsign, and he concentrated very hard.
Using what he had learned in the academy, Naruto tried to gather chakra. Which was not as easy as all the experienced shinobi made it look like. At least to Naruto. But finally, blue flashes of chakra danced around him.
Now!
„Henge no Jutsu!"
Poof.
Before the dust from the transformation jutsu had settled, Naruto hurried to a mirror he had brought exactly for this purpose. What he saw made him moan with disappointment. Once more had he tried to transform into the Third Hokage. But Naruto's transformation looked nothing like the original, a mere parody oft he actual man.
„Gaah! Dammit!" The blonde tore at his hair in despair. „I just don't get it! Iruka-sensei's going to kill me at the exam next week! `ttebayo! Again!"
He hurried back to his spot and began to mould chakra again.
„Henge no Jutsu!"
This time, Naruto tried to transform into Iruka-sensei himself. But a glance into the mirror showed him that the result was the same as before.
„Oh man, why won't it work?!"
Naruto began again. His ninja way was to never give up, and he certainly wouldn't start doing so before even becoming a ninja. He'd keep at it until one of those epic forehead protectors with the sign of Konoha was his. However, he was just not making any progress with this jutsu. He did not even understand what he was doing wrong.
,What did Iruka-sensei say? That I'm not concentrating enough? To transform, one has to picture the person one wants to transform very clearly.'
Well, that somehow didn't seem to work. Suddenly, Naruto had an idea. Why trying to not picture anything? Or maybe just think of anything that just sprang to his mind. He began to concentrate solely on moulding chakra and the transformation itself. Oh well, couldn't go worse than it already was. Here went nothing.
„Henge no Jutsu!"
Instantly he sensed that something was different this time. As if he had… finally done. Excitedly, Naruto ran to the mirror.
It was not at all what he had expected. And the only reason blood didn't come gushing out his noce was, that he was after all looking at himself.
A young woman gazed at him from the mirror. The same blond hair as him. The same blue eyes as him. And… kinda naked. Kinda sexy too. Naruto could only gawp, for how long, he couldn't say.
But then the shock receeded. A grin spread across Naruto's grin as he began to turn and watch himself from different angles in the mirror. Eventually, he pumped a fist into the air and let out a lout whoop.
„I did it! I DID IT!"
Well, the result wasn't exactly what he had intended. He hadn't transformed into the perfect copy of someone or something. But hey, he had transformed. And he had manged such a perfect body. If the others could see! That smartass Sasuke would certainly become all green with envy, and Sakura might finally admire him.
With a poof, Naruto transformed back. He giggle mischieveously. Hah, this jutsu was just perfect! Already he knew exactly how he was going to use it. He was still just a little boy, but even he had seen how men reacted about beautiful women. Certainly, no man could withstand such a beauty. For a blissful moment, he imagined using it in front of Iruka-sensei or gramps Third. Oh, hey, why not use it at the test next week? The transformation was so perfect, Iruka-sensei would just have to let him pass!
Then he ran back to his practise spot and closed his hands to the chakra moulding sign. He had to try again, to practise this new jutsu of his. And he had the perfect name for it.
„Oiroke no Jutsu!"