AN: Happy New Year everyone! Alright, so this is a Challenge Story given to me by my very best friend. I'm actually not entirely sure where this story is going to go or what will happen but I appreciate all of you for coming on this adventure. This pairing, I've wanted to write about for like all of my life but I never really knew what to do with them. So this story will be a learning process on how I want things to go. Once again, I will be doing a crack pairing but oh well. Anyways, please enjoy. Happy reading~
Rating: Rated M for Sexual Themes, Language and Violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
001 Neophyte
Stage One: Capture the interest of the Target.
A small grin caused the corners of her lips to lift. Slender fingers traced the rim of the glass she had been nursing for a good portion of the night. Eyes sparkled like sapphires reflecting the light of the sun, flirtatiously sending physical signals of increasing interest. When their eyes met, she removed her gaze shyly, before peeking back over at her target. Her cheeks roused up a gentle rose flush to paint her cheeks. She inhaled faintly, her lower lip pulling into her mouth and her teeth gently biting into the soft flesh.
The target chuckled slightly from across the room before making her way over to her. They leaned against the top of the bar, sending a mischievous glance her way. They order more drinks for the both of them, slowly beginning to mingle with casual conversation. A sultry grin came to the target's lips, She obliged with the adding her own thoughts and opinions of their mundane conversation.
Stage One: Complete
She spent the next hours, indulging in the other's interest. She played her role well, leaning forward with interest and acting a bit reserved when they asked more about her interested. She played docile and innocent to a point where she was sure that her partner would think that she was actually inexperienced with these sorts of topics. However, that was all part of the plan; she could easily deceive whoever she wanted to with a blink of an eye. She was skilled in this area, even if this was one of the few missions where she had to lead someone on like this. She was proud at her skills and she was sure that this mission would be a success. She knew when they had first made eye contact.
So she continued on, entertaining the thoughts and ideas that ran wildly in the other's head. She would shyly allow the other woman to touch her hair, brushing back the bangs that fell in front of her eyes. She would jump slightly when fingers brushed across her lower back, teasingly testing out the waters. Anyone could see that she was still an innocent girl, curious about interactions with the same gender. Anyone could tell that the two of them would be headed down a path that leads to a heated night. However, she knew otherwise.
Stage Two: Get Target away from the public eye
"I've never done anything like this before," she said with a giggle, feigning feeling something from the amount of liquor that she had drank. Her hands moved to brush back the dark locks that blocked her vision briefly.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," her target purred out, pulling her along the road towards the inn that she had been hiding out in for the last week.
Her target was well within her thirties with auburn hair falling down to her collarbones and amber eyes gleaming with a deadly poise. She was certainly one of the more attractive ones. She felt lucky in a way, at least she wouldn't have to worry about the pungent smell of body odor. Sapphire hues studied the older woman as she allowed herself to be pulled along. It would be difficult to subdue her if she wasn't careful/ Even though the target was playful and held an air of aloofness, she was still on high alert. One wrong move and the mission would result in failure. However, she was the most capable at these types of missions. She wouldn't have been assigned it if no one believed she could do it.
Confidence made her stronger.
Stumbling into the putrid smelling hotel room, her eyes danced around the place. She needed to know every detail of the room before she was able to set her plans into motion. There was an escape route via the window should she need a quick escape, but that was to be used as a last resort. She would have to leave from the way she came once she was able to do so. There were various objects that she could use just in case she was unable to get a hold of her weapons.
Stage Two: Complete
She knew that there was really no reason to worry. All she had to do was keep her target's interest focused on her and it would be easy. Not like she needed to do much to hope that would happen, either.
Lips greedily covered her own lips and she complied immediately. There was a moment of brief dominance before she remembered that she had a cover to protect. A pleased grunt left the older woman as she submitted to her dominance and allowed her to guide her inexperience. Hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. She allowed for the other to do as she pleased, touch where she pleased. After all, she needed to strike when her target wasn't expecting it. It took time to get to the point. Everything simply blurred by in desperate and lustful groans and touches. That was how she found herself, partially nude, lain across a filthy bed.
"My, my, what would Daddy think, seeing his little Princess like this," her target murmured, hands pushing apart her legs and teeth nibbling on her inner thigh.
She shuddered involuntarily, amber hues danced in amusement. The older woman moved closer in between her legs and left behind simple, chaste kisses. She knew now was her time.
Stage Three: Incapacitate Target
Immediately, she positioned her legs around the target's neck. Hands fumbled to pull them away but she twisted, turned and rolled her body around the bed. They tumbled around for a while as she tried to knock out the other woman. Reaching into her hair, she pulled out a thin needle that had been tucked in her hairline behind her ear. She stabbed the coated point into the side of the target's face. There were muffled grunts and words that she couldn't make out but she was sure that it had something to do with wanting to kill her.
She tightened her hold on the woman's neck, knowing that the sedative would take a few moments to settle in. She suffered from several punches to her side but she remained in her position. She clenched her jaw as she was sure that her ribs would crack from the force until the blows became sluggish. She steadily began to catch her breath as her target continued to lose her access to oxygen. Once the commotion came to halt, she stayed like that for a little longer, just to be sure.
Letting out a heavy sigh, she dropped her Henge. Dark hair faded into a golden flax color. Her eyes lightened to a shimmering aquamarine hue. Pale skin became darker with a slightly tan complexion. Disentangling her limbs from around her target's body, Yamanaka Ino laid back on the bed, breathing heavily.
Stage Three: Complete
She rolled her head to the side as she tried to ignore the pain in her side. She would have time to heal it later, but for now she had a job to do. Rolling off of the bed, she shimmied on the clothes that she had been wearing prior to entering the room and began to set up how it was to look when her target woke up from her forced slumber. After that was all complete, she looked back at the auburn haired woman.
Stage Four: Gather any and all information.
Grunting slightly, she pulled the dead weight body that had collapsed to the ground to an upright position. Her target's head lolled to the side and she clucked her tongue in annoyance. She positioned the slumbering woman to her liking before settling down before her. She flew through a few hand seals before she placed her hand across her target's forehead.
Immediately, she groaned as her head was filled with an onslaught of images and sounds, they all seemingly melted together. She bit the inside of her cheek as she began to sort through the memories and conversations, looking for the information that she needed. This tactic took sometime as she wasn't fully within the target's body. She had to sort and pick which memories were key immediately, discarding the rest as they flew by.
Perspiration began to form on her forehead as she continued with the process of filtering through her target's memories. Over the years, she had gotten a lot better at doing this technique, she thanked the guidance of her late father. She also had to hand it to Morino Ibiki for taking over when her father had passed away. Biting her lower lip as a dull pain began to grow, just beneath the socket of her left eye. She had latched onto the information she needed and slowly began to extract it, reserving it in a small place in her mind.
After a few more moments, she retracted her hand and let out a few breathless pants. She wiped the sweat on her brow and opened her eyes. She blinked furiously as the room around her seemed blurred and inconsistent. Shaking her head, she stood up, wobbling slightly.
Stage Four: Complete
The blonde then picked up the auburn woman's body, tossing it onto the bed carelessly. She moved the blankets around, trying to make it look like they had had a wild night. With nimble fingers, she pulled off the remaining clothing and situated loose limbs in an appropriate manner. She stepped back looking at her handiwork, a smirk touching her lips. Reaching into her pouch, she pulled out a vial with a clear liquid within it. She tossed and sprinkled it around the normal, a natural odor of musk filling the air. She scrunched her nose slightly at the scent, it wasn't as close as she would like it to smell but it would have to do for now.
Stage Five: Escape
Taking a seat beside the unconscious woman, she flew through another set of hand seals. She went into a slumped position as she dove into the woman's mind, immediately starting the task of jumbling her memories of tonight's events. She was capable of placing a few images in the woman's head, that way she wouldn't react too suspiciously when she woke up. This process was easier than the first and required less time. Coming back to her own body, she inhaled deeply through her nose, feeling her equilibrium slightly off balance.
It was always a risk using her techniques. The more often she used them, the harder it was for her to regain her composure. It only happened when she used them consecutively throughout a mission, usually she only had to rely on one technique per mission. Shaking her head, she stood up, glancing around the room, making sure she wasn't leaving anything behind. She was about to replace the Henge that had been dropped prior but she halted her motions when she heard footsteps approach the room. She held her breath as a loud knock landed heavily upon the old door. She glanced over at the conscious woman, who stirred slightly at the sound.
Clucking her tongue in annoyance, she quickly made her way to the window. She struggled with unlatching the rusty lock, not wanting to break it. The knock on the door soon became loud bangs and she cursed under her breath. The window popped open and she hopped out immediately. She closed it and quietly crawled around the back of the building. She entered through the front of the inn, smiling gently at the inn keeper. She flew through hand seals, resting the palm of her hand on top of his head, filling his head with memories of her undercover appearance leaving at least half an hour before whoever came to her target's room came. She left the man in a haze, buying her time to escape into the dark night.
Stage Five: Complete
He stared at the application presented towards him. He picked it up and quickly scanned over the document, his brows rising slightly. His features neutral as usual, despite the growing uneasiness that was causing his stomach knot. He glanced up at the woman, who had called him here today. He had been slightly surprised that she hadn't been annoyed by his usual tardiness but now, he could understand why. There was a slight smile on her mauve lips, hazel eyes almost daring him to question her. Normally, he would not hesitate in front of her but this…This was unexpected.
Especially from him, of all Shinobi she could have asked.
"You want me to train her," he questioned in a drawn out tone.
"Under the guidance of both you and Mitarashi, I have a feeling that she will be well suited for this," she said with conviction. She leaned back in her seat, lacing her fingers and resting them on top of her stomach. "Is there a problem?"
He shifted slightly as he thought about a response to her. There really wasn't that much of a problem was there? It wasn't that personal but it was personal at the same time. He had never really formally spoken much with her, just the occasional greeting between mutual parties. However, this was his former student's best friend. This was one of his late friend's pride and joy. What Tsunade was asking of him was risky.
"Is there not anyone else? I haven't had to train anyone like this in quite some time, Lady Tsunade." He stated while rubbing the back of his neck. "Surely, Anko alone will suffice. I have already given up that career path."
A slender brow rose upon the Hokage's features and she grinned slightly. "Are you questioning my decisions, Hatake? I have reviewed plenty of suitable candidates and you and Mitarashi were chosen. Besides, I'm not asking you to join once more. Simply guide your new student in the proper manner, after all, you are the most experienced one that we have left." There wasn't another response from the man before her and she took it as his acceptance. "You are dismissed, your new student is waiting for you," she said with a slight smile, ending their conversation.
The silver haired male bowed his head, turning to leave the Hokage's Office. He had expected to meet his new student, waiting eagerly for him but she wasn't there. He let a gentle sigh of relief, he was glad that she wasn't around, it gave him time to think. He rubbed his masked face gently, trying to take in the new information. Of course, he was honored that the Hokage would ask him something like this but he could still recall those darks days. He often found himself having nightmares of the past from time to time, even though he had left over ten years ago. However, he knew that the Hokage meant well and he was pleased to know that he was still considered one of the best.
Walking down the countless stairs that lead to the Hokage Tower, he pulled out a red book that he kept on hand. He mindlessly skimmed through the pages, wondering how many times he had read this scene. Using his thumb, he flipped the page, his dark eyes continuing to scan the pages, though he really wasn't absorbing the content. He was thinking of ways that he may be able to get out of this request, surely Anko would be better suited. Then again, there was nothing really happening in his life at this point. He no longer had a team to look after. He hardly had the need to go out on missions anymore, this would be a moderate way to pass the time, he supposed.
"Now next time, you need to be sure to watch where you're running."
He glanced up at the voice, seeing his new student hunched down beside a small child, healing a skinned knee. He watched with mild curiosity, wondering what kind of student would see be. Would she be like Naruto, loud and boisterous. Did she take after her friend, Sakura, determined and temperamental. Was she calm and collected, like Sasuke? Or was she awkward and mysterious like her would be lover, Sai?
He had had the chance to be a part of her Team, long ago when the Akatsuki was still at large. Overall, he had not been too impressed with her skills as a Kunoichi, but he knew that she took care of her teammates. She loved and trusted all of them, even when he and Naruto had joined their forces. He was interested to see how much she had grown since then. He had briefly seen her workings on during the Fourth Shinobi World War. He had been impressed that she could connect with all the minds of on the battlefield but no one expected less from Inoichi's pride and joy.
Perhaps, this would be more interesting than he had first assumed.
"Alright, go have fun," she said to the small boy, rubbing his head affectionately. She stood up slowly. watching him, a gentle smile on her lips. She chuckled under her breath, before she looked over her shoulder.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, glancing at him, trailing down his body from head to toe. He felt slightly uncomfortable from the look, realizing that she was sizing him up. The fact that she had no qualms with doing it so openly caused his interest to pique slightly. A slow smirk came to her lips as she turned to fully face him. Her outfit was the same as it always had been, prior to the War. She placed a hand on her hip, cocking out to the side before she tilted her head slightly, her chin raising a bit. It was as if she was testing him, wondering if she would be able to walk over him. He had seen in the past that she was able to get away with such things with Asuma. There was a slight challenge in her eyes, sparkling with mischief.
He allowed this moment to take in her features as well. She was calm and poised before him, despite the air of arrogance that floated around her. She had a sleek build, muscles tensing ever so slightly when he shifted his weight. It seemed that she had grown a lot since the last time they had encountered one another. It was nice to see that she was on high alert around him, perhaps her show of confidence was one of the ways she threw off her opponents. Although her eyes watched him in a devious manner, he could see what she was thinking behind those eyes. That was something that he would have to fix about her. He could read her easily, as if she were practically speaking to him.
"I suppose I should introduce myself formally," she said in a gentle voice, after they stood there sizing one another up. "My name is Yamanaka Ino and I look forward to being your student. Please treat me kindly," she said, performing a small bow.
His uncovered eye crinkled in return, a slight grin coming to his features. He inclined his head slightly, tucking his favored book back in his pouch. "Please treat me kindly as well." He moved to walk towards her and she relaxed briefly, the tension in her shoulders releasing. "Why don't we go to get to know one another, after all, we'll be spending quite some time together."
She nodded her head as she joined his walk away from the Hokage Tower. He could see the excitement that buzzed around her, cackling like electricity, she sure had a lot of energy to burn. That was a pleasant point, he knew that he had a lot to teach her. It was refreshing to have a student already so invested in training, perhaps he had missed this nostalgic feeling. He glanced down at her, noting the small smile that graced her lips. He could tell what she was thinking just by that smile and he felt himself chuckle to himself.
He had certainly found a new book to read.
AN: Ehh. Ehhhhhhh. This chapter was just the start, so I apologize for it being boring, like ultra mega boring. The next chapter will be better I promise! I didn't want to put too much and I'm still recovering from finishing my last story. I need to get back into the flow of things. So now, we have a semi plot happening. This story is just being made as I go and the ideas come to me. Please be patient with me xD I really have no idea where this is going. Anyways, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the first installment of Purple Haze. Feedback is appreciated. -Tinyraver
