It was a bright, sunny morning when I first walked through the door to Kakashi's office. I was happy to be back on the job and ready to fall down on my hands and knees to beg for my boss' forgiveness. Let's just say I screwed up on my last job and almost got my partner killed while on a stake out. Now, you must be thinking, 'what the hell is he talking about?!' Well, I got news for you people, I'm an ANBU Agent; one of the best, I might add, in Konoha. Sure I made some mistakes while on the job, but who doesn't?! I still bag the dirt bags, even if it means risking my and other people's lives.

That's what I do. I keep telling Kakashi I don't need a partner, but he keeps bringing in young freshmen and sitting them on my lap to teach them the basics. It's like he's trying to humiliate me. Well, doesn't everyone try to humiliate me? It's my fault I have a girlish body! (cough) right.

Anyhow, my name is Naruto Uzimaki! I'm twenty-four years old and work for the ANBU service. As I said before, I have a girlish body. I almost have every curve a girl has. If it wasn't for my somewhat muscles and short spiky hair, people would have confused me as a woman. Kiba keeps reminding me of that.

Anyhow, where was I? Oh yes, I was about to talk to Kakashi.

I knocked on the door before walking in, rolling my eyes when I see that lazy bastard of a director reading one of those smutty books of his; a pile of paperwork waiting to be done on his desk. He doesn't even look up from his book as he speaks.

"Ah, Naruto, so glad to have you back after you month suspension," he states lazily, flipping a page. "I'm guessing you're back to beg for my forgiveness?" I sweat drop as he continues. "Well, if you want it, you'll have to earn it." My eyes lit up at this and let him continue. "I have another job for you that you will be perfect for." He reaches into his desk after finally setting his book down on his paper-scattered desk and pulls out an envelope, tossing it on the desk towards me.

I pick it up and open it, skimming through it. I was only on the second paragraph before yelling, "Nani?!!! You want me to dress up in a drag and investigate an all girls' school?!" I slammed the piece of paper down on the wooden desk, disturbing several other papers. He grinned as I glared.

"Yep. I think you'll be perfect for the job," he replied with an evil glint in his eye, folding his hands over his crossed knees.

"No way! Why can't you send any other girl in there?!" I whined, crossing my arms and pouting. Yeah, real childish, I know. But there is no way I'm gonna dress up in a drag and be surrounded by girls!

"Because they're either to tall, too ugly, or too old. You're young and look more like a girl than you do a man. You're perfect for this assignment. Besides, you're good at investigating drug deals. You'll be perfect for this investigation." His grin was really starting to tick me off.

My eye twitched as I reread the first two paragraphs, trying to keep myself from exploding at my boss. He's an evil, evil man. (sigh) I need some strawberries and bananas. The assignment was a drug deal at the girl's high school in Rain; a very expensive city. An all boys' high school was across the street from the girls' school. I can't go to the boys' high school because I have to get closer to the girls who are selling the drugs to the other girls or boys. This might be difficult since I have no idea what girls talk about most of the time.

"Damn," I say with a sigh, leaning my head against my hand. "Just when I was going to fill out these curves and be rid of them."

Kakashi chuckles. "That's another reason why I gave you the job." His visual eye turned into an upside down U as he smile beneath that scarf he wears around his lower half of his face; a sweat band covering his left eye. White stood up from his head and looked like he hadn't even bothered to brush it this morning after waking up. "Plus, you do want my forgiveness, right?"

I sigh in annoyance, wondering if this job is really worth it. Well, let's see: I can lose my job, I can get low paychecks, or I'll stay in the position I'm in now and get paid a low price. Hmmm, what to do? Ah hell, I might as well take the job and get it over with. "Fine, I'll take the damn job. But I better be getting a high pay on this!" I glare as he grins victoriously under his mask, which wasn't visibly to me, but I can tell he was. Bastard.

"Good. You start tomorrow," he states as he opens up his book and goes back to reading, ignoring my wide open mouth of shockness (yeah, shockness. Shut up). "You better get packed. I already called the principle and she agreed. But she doesn't know you're a guy yet, so keep it on the down low. We all know how bad you are at that." He winks before shooing me out the door as I growled and gritted my teeth, ready to snap anyone who annoys me.

When I opened the door, everyone was outside, huddled up to the door so they could hear my and Kakashi's conversation. They scuttled off after I opened the door, pretending that they didn't hear anything, coughing to hold back a giggle or a small laugh. I glared at anyone who dared to look at me, causing them to squeak and shuffle back around to what they were doing. All but one.

"So you got the job of going undercover in the girls' school, eh?" Ino, a long time friend of mine, said with a giggle, earning a few wolf calls and whistles. I glared them and they immediately went back to work. "Lucky you. I wish I could go back to high school and make new friends."

"Then why didn't you get the job?" I snapped, brushing past to get to my own office, passing a few convicts that were set aside for questioning; I worked in the drug part of the place and most these convicts were either drug dealers or has done drugs. They smirked at me as I ignored them, opening my office door and slamming it closed. It opened a few seconds later by an angry Ino, who did not like to be ignored. I sigh and shuffle through the files on my desk that needed to be signed and passed to Kakashi, which I knew was going to be forgotten for a few months before finally being mailed to where it need to be mailed.

Ino snorted and brushed her long bangs aside as best she could, not doing much since it fell back down in front of her right eye. I could laugh when she tried to look mean; she wasn't very good at it. It just made her look cute; but she's not my type. I glance up at her, my eyes motioning to say whatever was on her mind. I probably would drone out most of it anyways. As you can tell, I'm not a very good listener.

Ino pouted and crossed her arms. "I did want the job, but Kakashi said this was a job especially for you. I didn't ask why-"

My head falling onto my desk with a loud thump stopped her explanation, earning a raised brow and odd look. "He's punishing me, isn't he?" I mumble into the table. I could practically hear her roll her eyes as she snorted.

"I think he's trying to humiliate you rather then punish you," Ino replied, leaning against my desk as I lifted my head, a piece of paper stuck to my forehead. "But it could be both. You know out of everyone how Kakashi is."

I grab the piece of paper and crumble it up into a ball in anger, tossing it to the side of the room, unknowingly make it into my waste basket. "I think I should quit before I die of humiliation!" I sigh in distress and lean my head onto the palms of my hands.

Ino chuckled girlishly and ruffled my blond hair, pushing her brighter blond hair over her shoulder. She must have lost her hair band if her hair is down. I sigh and reach into my desk, pulling out a thick rubber band and handing it to her. Her sea blue eyes twinkle in thanks as she grabs it and puts her hair up into a pony-tail. She thanked me and pulled up a chair, sitting in front of me with a huge smile. I tried to ignore her as best I could, but her humming was starting to annoy me.

"What in god's name do you want now?" I say behind gritted teeth, not really in the mood for her overly happy personality. She shuffled closer and stopped her humming, grinning like a mad man.

"Weeeeell, do you know how to even dress up like a girl? Nonetheless, put on make-up?" she asked, making me pale and strain myself not to attack her. At my silence, she continued. "Well, I'm going to show you all about being a woman!" She stood up and ran into her office before coming back with a rather large duffle bag. I was a little frightened of what might be in it, but didn't ask when she told me to turn around. I rolled my eyes and spun my chair away from the blond, getting more frightened the moment when I heard the zipper and things being set onto my desk. Some sounded like glass, others sounded like plastic. But really got to me was the shuffle of clothing being taken out of the bag.

I knew this meant trouble. I was threatened to take a peak, but didn't want to face Ino's fist.

"You can turn around now," she said lightly.

I spun around in my chair and gasped, all the color draining out of my face. My worst fear of losing my dignity of being a man was set out right in front of me; in more shades than I care to say. Almost every color imaginable of lip-gloss, lipstick, eye shadow, blush, and fingernail polish was setting across my desk as if they had been sitting there all their life. What really caught my eye were the different dresses, skirts, and blouses hanging on my coat rack. Ino was sitting back down in all smiles, ready to begin her work.

'What kind of work?' you ask. Let me tell you; the kind of work that'll break my pride of being man forever. I can just see a piece of my dignity already falling off as Ino picked up her chair and sat it down next to mine and making me face her. I shivered when I saw her grab the foundation and started to apply it to my face. Why am I letting myself do this?

My skin felt tight and dry when she was done toning out my skin before applying the cover-up (don't ask me how I know all this). She grabbed a light purple colored eye shadow and brushed it over my eyelid, telling me to stop squinting and squirming before doing the other eye.

After many squirms, yells, and struggling, I was finally dressed in a jean mini-skirt with neon blue leggings, a white belly tank-top, and black sandal high-heals. I didn't know what was more painful; the shoes or my pride being smashed. My hair, she said, was good as it was and I didn't have to wear a wig. I was thankful. And when I looked in the mirror, I wish I could cry. Sure I looked like a hot chick, but that still didn't make me feel any better. Ino was squealing and gushing how good I looked.

"You're so adorable looking, Naruto! How do you know to walk in heels?!"

Her question made me freeze and pale once again. "When I was younger, I used to be the girl in almost every school play," I reply with a distraught frown. This made her giggle with glee.

"Good, so you do know how to dress like girl and walk in high-heels. But now you need to learn how to put on make-up. Now what you need to do is-"

I interrupted her. "I know, put on foundation to even out my skin tone; put on cover up to cover up any pimples or blemishes; and only use blues, purples, and browns for eye shadow. Also, only use the eyeliner on the bottom, not the top. For lipstick, stick to dark colors and pale pinks; no deep reds unless you're going out on a date. I watched what colors you picked and actually listened. No need to tell me anymore. I'll be fine. Even thought I think I'm gonna cry, I'll be fine. But…"

"Yes?"

"Do I have to wear mini-skirts?"

She didn't answer, only smirked before opening the door and dragging me out and pushed me into the open, people's eyes landing on me. The whole lit up in laughter, whistles, and hoots. I grimace and blush; trying to open my office only to find that it was locked. I kick at it, almost losing my balance, and hear Ino laughing in the inside of my office. I'm gonna kill that bitch.

"Ino, open up!" I yell. I look around and smile at the men with disgust before going back and pounding one the door. Ino laughs harder. "Ino, if you don't open this door right now, I'm going to show everyone those Halloween pictures back when you were ten years old." The laughing stops and she pulls me back into my office; many disappointed groans followed me. I glare as she laughed nervously, thinking I was dead serious about the pictures. And I was too. And I won't go into details of what the picture was.

"When this case is over with," I started, "remind me to kill you and Kakashi."

Tuesday 8:30 AM

Damn it! The school started at eight and I was already thirty minutes late! If Kiba hadn't held me back by telling me what to do on the job for the third time, I would have made it to my first class. Kakashi had already gotten my school schedule yesterday and given it to me before I left for home. Last night I spent an hour packing up the clothes Ino had let me borrow for this mission; guy clothes were out of the question. And guess what else I found out this morning; instead of living on my own in an apartment close to the school, I have to live on campus with a roommate. That's one of the reasons why I was late; I had to bring my stuff to my and my roommate's room before running through the halls to get to my first class: Chemistry.

No one was in the halls, so I couldn't stop and ask where to find my room. So, I had to stop, look around, run, stop, look around again, and the process over almost five time till I finally saw the hall my first class was in. The doors were made of medal with a small window close to the handle of the door. I glance and see a woman at the white board, writing down a problem I immediately knew before knocking and slowly opening the door. The woman glances at me as I step in and close the door. I open my mouth to speak, only to be interrupted.

"What on earth do you think you're doing, dressing like this?" she scowled angrily surprising me.

I look down to see what was wrong with what I was wearing. I wore light blue jeans, a turtle-neck, and orange converse. The bra I was wearing was stuffed with cotton balls, making two small bumps poke out of my chest. My hair was gelled and somewhat spiked, but other than that, I didn't look half bad. I look back up and glance around the room to see all the girls staring at me. They were wearing uniforms. Ohhh, I'm gonna kill you Kakashi.

"And you're hair! No woman should have hair as short as yours!" she snapped, crossing her arms. "What is your name?"

Right, remember that stupid name Ino gave you. What was it…? "Uh, Lily Hijimi, ma'am," I reply as best as I could in a girl's voice. Apparently, it was too deep for her, because she made a disgruntled face. "I had no idea we were supposed to wear uniforms and I had no idea I couldn't have short heir. My guardian-"

"You're guardian? What about your parents?" Her face was mean and ugly as she looked at me like I was shit splattered against a wall.

"I… deceased, ma'am," I whisper, looking down at my shoes. Her face never changes, which made me think of her as a heartless witch. "I'll go get a uniform after school…" I was about to say milady, but I didn't want to get into any more trouble than I already was.

"Good. Now sit down."

I obey, and just as I sit down at a desk beside a girl with long black hair and lilac eyes, the bell rings. I try not to smirk as I stand back up and hurry out of the door, making an ugly face at the witch as I passed by. Luckily her back was turned. A couple of girls behind me giggle, stifling it behind their hands as they pass by me. I smirk before taking out my schedule, looking for my next class. It would be nice if I could get some help.

"Excuse me," came a soft voice.

I turned and was surprised to see that girl with the long black hair standing behind me, looking at me shyly. I give her a questioning glance. "Yes?"

"Um, I'm Hinata. I couldn't help but notice that you're new here," she stammered, twiddling her thumbs. Psh, duh. "Would you like some help finding your next class?" My eyes lit up after she said this and I nodded my head figerously. She smiled and took my schedule. "I see you got English with Mr. Kyuubi. Lucky you, he's nice. And a womanizer." She giggled shyly.

"I'm Lily. A man at an all girls' school, I'm surprised," I say, not really listening to her words, more interested in the girls that surrounded me. Let's just say I was doing my job and searching out any kind of information of the drug deal.

"Yes, Mrs. Kurume hated the idea of having a man as one of the teachers, but Mrs. Tsunade was thrilled."

I nod slowly, pretending I was interested in her words. I spot a girl with pink hair whispering suspiciously to a girl with long brown hair and was thinking about going over and talking to them, but I stay beside Hinata and glance another way when the girls noticed that they were being stared at. Hinata said only a few words for the next few hallways to my next class. She showed me to my class before going to her class, saying she'll pick me up for our thirds class. I nodded and walk through the open door.

The room was almost full and loud. All the girls were talking either about make-up, some guy named Sasuke that attended the school across from this, or about their boyfriends. They all stopped when I walked past the first row of desk that was already filled, staring at me like I didn't belong here. And I felt like I didn't either. They gave me ugly looks as I passed by, thinking wither they should trip me or not. I keep my face to the floor just in case.

I find a seat in the way back next to the window and sit down, not looking at anyone in the room. Their silence turned into whispering, most likely about me. I heard some of the words they were whispering and glared at the desk, deciding wither I should glare at them to shut them up or just take it like a man. I decided to not become suspicious and stay glaring at my desk. They kept on whispering until a man with short, spiky red hair, emerald green eyes, and a black suit walked in with a large smile.

The girls went silent and smiled dreamily at the redhead, most likely my teacher Kyuubi. By the way he smiled; I could tell he was happy-go-lucky guys that don't care about anything. And while he taught class, I could tell why I was lucky; he was a man full of laughs. This is going to be an interesting few weeks.

Finally it was lunch time, and I am starving. Hinata said she and a few of her friends were going over to the fountain on the boys' school lawn. I was nervous about being around other boys now that I'm dressed up like a girl and hoped that no one would come on to me. I met Hinata outside of the cafeteria and we got our food together before we walked over to the fountain of the other school. Girls were already there, flirting with other boys as they either sat on their laps or sat beside them.

Hinata waved to one of the boys and ran towards him with her tray of food (or what they called food), grabbing my free hand and pulling me along. I saw a few boys looking at me and I wanted to run away for my life. When she finally reached the boy, I noticed that the guy had long brown hair, lilac eyes, and pale skin. I could already see the resemblance. And when he glanced at me, I tried to smile as best I could, but it turned out as a quirky grin.

"Neji, this is Lily. Lily, this is my cousin Neji," Hinata introduced us with a smile.

I was going to shake his hand when he suddenly took mine and kissed it with soft petal like lips. I blush when he grins up at me with a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, Lily," he says lightly.

I gulp. "Nice to meet you too." I take my hand back when he lets go and sit on one side as Hinata sits on the other. The cousins talk as I keep quiet and eat my salad, apple, and what I think is supposed to be fish. I chew slowly, a little hunched over as I think what my next move should be after school. Should I spy around, asking questions? No, that wouldn't work, people would get suspicious. I chew on my lip as I set my tray aside, loosing my appetite.

"Here comes Sasuke," I hear Neji whisper to his cousin. Now where have I heard that name before? "Hey Sasuke, Gaara; whose your new friend." I was still hunched over, my head leaning on my palm as I thought, not noticing the three men staring at me.

"Kiba, I'm new here," I hear a familiar voice. I snap my head up and pale. I'm gonna kill you Kakashi, and that's a promise. Kiba, my best friend was here, in uniform and standing beside two other guys. My eye twitches in annoyance as he grins. I try everything in my power to keep silent and grin back. "And who might this lovely young lady be?"

My grin falters on slightly. "Lily," I say through my teeth, trying to hold my tongue. The two other boys look at me oddly. "And this Hinata and Neji." The cousins smile in greeting at Kiba. "Kiba, can I have a word with you?"

"Well, sure I-"

I interrupt him by grabbing his forarm and yank him across the school yard and behind a set of cherry trees that have yet to blossom. I push him into the shades of the trees and make sure no one was looking. When no one was around, I let down my fake smile and loose it. My fist clench around his collar as I shake him while speaking.

"What the hell are you doing here?! And why are you wearing a uniform?!" I all but yell at him, dropping the girl act, shaking him as I do; his head nodding back and forth like a doll. "Does Kakashi think I can't handle the job?!"

Kiba takes my hands in his and unclenches my hands from his jacket. "No, he wants someone else on the field in the boys' school. He thinks that there might be a drug deal here also, or the drug deal is coming from here. I didn't find out until two days ago."

"Wait, you were notified a day before I was?! I swear Kakashi is doing this on purpose! And to think he was once my guardian!" I was ready to tear my hair out as my hands clench my short blond locks. "First some witch of a teacher wigs out on me, then I find out everyone in the school hates me, now I'm finding out you're here also! Shit!" I tense up when I feel arms wrap around me in a somewhat awkward hug.

"Enough, Naruto. Calm down, Kakashi could only tell you about yesterday because you were on probation until yesterday. I know he could have told you earlier, but we all know how he is. He's a jack ass who loves to see people in pain. But I'm sure he didn't mean to go this far," Kiba said quietly, slowly calming me down. "I can't wait to see his face after you tell him what had happened on your first day, little brother." He kisses my temple as if I really was his little brother and push him off, smiling lightly.

"Oh stop it. We're not ten anymore," I say as I wipe the spot he had kissed. "Now what did you find out so far?"

Kiba's face turns serious and he leans against one of the trees. "Nothing much, but there really is a drug deal going on. One of the younger sophomores was talking about how the girls from the all girls' school, St. August, were selling drugs to some of the boys in his class. When I went and asked him about it, he got all tense and he ran. And you?"

"Nothing, except that a few girls were acting suspicious. I'll keep a close eye on them. I haven't exactly gotten all buddy-buddy with anyone yet, but I'm trying."

"Don't try too hard."

"I won't. Now go before your new friends come looking for you." I grin up at Kiba and shoo him away. I wait a few seconds before following, only to bump into someone. I look up and gulp when I noticed that it was one of the guys Kiba had walked with to the fountain. He had raven black hair that was in a shape of duck's ass with bangs on either side of his pale face. Coal black eyes stared into my light blue ones coldly. The black uniform clashed with his skin, making him look almost a sickly pale.

I try to step around him, but he only blocked my way once again. I tried several times, but each time he stopped me from leaving. I huff in annoyance and take a step back. "What do you want?" I growl in a girlish way.

"Who would have thought a male agent would be undercover at an all girls' school," was the first thing that came out of his mouth, making me pale. His voice was deep and made me want to quiver. "I bet the principle doesn't even know you're male."

"Ok, so I'm a male ANBU agent, so what? You gonna turn me in?" I cross my arms and make myself look buff, when I know I'm anything but strong. I try to act calm, but I know it wouldn't work on this guy. He's smart and knows what he's doing.

He chuckles darkly. "No, not unless you do something for me. You do it, and I won't tell anyone."

"How do I know you're not one of the junkies?" I ask, eyeing him. This has to look funny to him. A male dressed up as a woman with a deep voice; deeper than a normal woman's voice.

"You don't. Meet me here after school and I'll tell you what it is."

I glare and keep my mouth clenched shut. He smirks and walks off with his hands in his pockets. I wanted to go after him and pummel him, but I know he's too strong for me. So I wait a few more minutes before walking as graceful as I can out of the trees and back towards the girls' school just as the warning bell goes off. Now I have to run again.