Guarding the Heiress: Prologue
By Pat Squared


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"Are you sure she is the one?" Nene asked her former team leader. "I need to know for sure that she is the one or else..."

It has been nearly eighteen years since she last spoke to her team leader Kenji. He abandoned Akio, Isao, and her, leaving them to figure out how to survive a failed mission in the midst of their enemies. Now, Kenji returned and demanded a meeting with her to complete a mission that failed. If it was not for the fact that he could tip off the Leaf to her real identity she would have laughed in his face and kill him herself.

"I know what I saw," Kenji snapped. "I know exactly what I saw. I spend seventeen years hiding as some vagrant merchant thinking about IT. That is why I risked returning to Konoha of all places. Do you know who much the Leaf wants for my head and how much more Iwa would want me for failing to bring him back? No, I do not return for shits and giggles. I am absolutely sure about her."

Kenji let loose a crude laugh as she suppressed a shudder.

"You think I got to him because we were lucky. Hell effing no. He was so easy because he had just finished screwing her mother's brains out...probably conceived the kid that night. Hell, I even got video. Boy, that girl's momma was a screamer. I love to rape me some cunt like that..."

The former Iwa infiltration expert shuddered in disgust at her former team leader.

Kenji the Bastard loved raping captives and more than once raped Iwa konichi assigned to his team. If it was not for Akio and Isao, he would have raped her.

Eighteen years ago, she was twelve-year-old chunin. The Yellow Flash had decimated the ranks. Every academy student was promoted to make up the numbers. The student like her with a little skill were quickly tested and a select few promoted up to chunin. She was not a fighter. Her family were infiltration specialists. Other than the graduation ceremony and the one that marked her promotion to chunin, she never wore her hitai-ate. Her photo was never taken for her profile. She never was on any of the class photos. Back in Iwa, most villagers believed that her family was a civilian family of successful bakers that turned out only one or two ninjas a generation.

Only the Tsuchikage, village council, and the Special Operations and Intelligence Section knew of her. Everyone believed that she was simply the daughter of the village baker and handle deliveries.

Once she was a rising chunin that was an up and coming star in the Rock Village's infiltration department...now she hiding out in the Leaf Village as some civil service flunky. She managed to never break her cover in the past seventeen years. Seventeen years of acting loyal to the weaklings of the leaf village allowed her to climb up the civil service ladder to becoming the head of the Leaf's accounting and finance department.

Kenji looked worse for wear...looking like the venal merchant he had become. She looked immaculate, like the high-level civil servant she was. She was well off considering the fact that her mission went so far south that she was looking up at penguins in the South Pole.

Worse, Kenji could not shut up. It took a lot of will power to not hack off his remaining ball, tongue, fingers, and toss his ass into Training Area 44.

This seventeen-year exile was Kenji's fault.

The three chunin perfectly executed their part of the plan. They carefully prepared the exfiltration route and had distracted the local police force by setting arranging a fire in a different part of town. They did their jobs and wait for Kenji to capture the target.

Kenji arrived with the target. He informed the trio that the target was in a death-like state.

However, Akio quickly spotted the lie. While not a fully certified medic-nin, he knew how to tell the difference between real and fake death. Kenji was too enthusiastic and had choked the target. When confronted, Kenji merely dropped the body, told them to deal with it, and disappeared.

Being the in the middle of Konohagakure, there was no way the trio could fight the jonin without letting the Leaf know of their presence. Instead of having their quarry back in Iwa breeding dozens of ninjas, Akio, Isao, and she had to dispose of a body making the death look like a freak accident.

She was stuck here because no one returned to Iwa and lived having failed a mission so badly. Succeed or be killed. She left behind her widowed mother, and a sister. The Yellow Flash killed her brothers at the Kannabi bridge. If the fates were kind, Iwa believed that she died. Hopefully the death benefits would be enough to take care of her mother and little sister. If they knew, she was alive...

When their target unexpectedly died, Kenji simply abandoned the team and disappeared. He became a sake merchant and a regular at roadside brothels. The trio kept an eye on him, but there was no way they could touch him without exposing themselves.

As for her and her teammates, they could not remain the Leaf Village nor could they return without something of value. As a last second addition to the team, she did not have a deep cover story that would survive scrutiny. A short-term cover identity as a tourist visiting the village during the chunin exams would not allow her to stay after the event ended.

When Kenji abandoned her, Akio, Isao, and she had to create their own backgrounds. Akio and Isao went to nearby towns. Akio worked as an ashigaru (foot soldier) in the Fire Lord's army eventually rising to the rank of strike commander when he retired and become the head watchman of Tanzaki-Gai, the city of casinos. Isao became a smuggler moving contraband between Fire, Grass, and Waterfall. Over the years, he went from small-time to the head of an import-export company. The trio agreed to keep in contact. They all vowed to work together to ensure that they would one day be able to shit on Kenji's corpse.

Thankfully the second personality that her blood-limit gave her allowed her to literally become another person.

The Leaf was soft. She posed as an accountant's daughter who was captured by bandits. She deliberately let herself be captured, beat up, and raped by bandits before escaping eight-and-a-half-months pregnant. A Leaf patrol found her half-amnesic alter ego wandering naked on the main road to the Leaf Villiage and literally about to give birth. Even the most suspicious ninja did not ask questions once the water broke.

The former Iwa jonin watched her bastard daughter grow up and become a Leaf ninja.

She took a job as low-level civil service bookkeeper and let her damaged half be mentally scanned by a Yamanaka. Once they verified that all Nene could remember was the beatings, rapes, and bits and pieces of her background as a merchant's illegitimate daughter, they let her have a part-time job as a clerk in the secretarial pool.

Nene swiftly climbed the ranks and now was the highest ranking civilian and hence unoffical head of Konoha's accounting office.

There was no trace of the former Iwa chunin that she truly was. Her family always had very little chakra but made up for it in control. Control over everything was her trademark. She was so good at control for without it she would be long dead or worse become a breeding factory for Leaf ninjas who switch in and out of personalities. She spent seventeen years watching as her other half fussed over their daughter.

It was time to stop being the accountant and start becoming the ninja she always was.

Kenji had screwed up his life with the same vigor he screwed roadside whores.

Unlike her, Kenji could have returned home and rejoined the ranks of the hunter-nins where raping the enemy was encouraged. He could have killed the trio and written a report telling Iwa that he eliminated his team because he found out that they were turning traitor. Kenji was a traitor and she could not wait to kill the rapist bastard.

Yet, here Kenji was being a pain in her rear.

Nene wanted to see if she could shove a probe up his tallywacker and pull out his remaining ball out his pee hole. Seventeen years being trapping inside the skull of a civil servant allowed her to create numerous jutsus for painful interrogation. Ibiki and Anko had nothing on her. For four generations, her ancestors tortured Iwa's enemies. She was far too good at her job. Now, it was probably her little sister and whatever nieces her little sister had.

Capturing the daughter of her quarry would allow her to return home in triumph.

No more accounting reports. No more vicariously living the ninja lifestyle via her daughter. No more failing. She would be a hero.

Between delivering the breeding bitch and the trained by the legendary Tsunade. The only way it could be better was if there was an Uchiha brat in her daughter's belly when it was time to return home.

It was time to stop hiding and start acting. They were going to accomplish the mission, get even with their old team leader, and shit on Kenji's corpse. She was no longer the little chunin afraid of her jonin team leader. She had access to assets. Akio and Isao would respond to her call for aid. All she had to do was ensure that the three of them had something in hand when they returned back to Iwa to justify their extended absence.

"This time it is my plan. You do exactly what I say when I say. We are going for more than just the bitch."

"What," Kenji asked. He still though of himself as her boss.

"Seventeen years, Kenji. If we want to return home and be able to escape execution, we have to go for the jackpot. It will take a couple months, but we will return home heroes. Maybe even earn a promotion or two. I will handle the secondary objectives myself."

"What about me?" he asked.

She looked into her former team leader's eyes.

Seventeen years ago, she was a twelve-year-old girl afraid that he would rape her.

Today, she was thirty-year-old who successfully hide beneath the eyes of the Leaf counter-intelligence service.

While she was not and never would be a taijutsu specialist, through her daughter, Nene managed to pick up her share of medical techniques to be able to cripple the man in front of her. She slowly extended her senses towards her old team leader. He did not have the same level of vitality and his charka reserves, while at jonin level, were nowhere near the level of an active jonin.

"Kenji-san, I spent fifteen years infiltrating the Leaf bureaucracy. I had hoped to get the black ops payment books."

Kenji's eyes lit up with greed. A hidden village black ops payment books were worth billions on the open market. Bringing in the Leaf's book of dirty secrets would more than justify their absence.

Nene let Kenji's imagination and greed short circuit any sense of caution before continuing, "I need to set things up to alone you to get closer to the village. I know that you have a successful relationship with many sake brewers in Grass and Fire. I will quietly arrange a contract for your firm to bring in sake for the Hokage. Make sure it is your best...unaltered sake. No poisons...just damn good sake. Keep your margins low and I will provide you the information you need to win the next round of bidding. You will be subject to a random audit that I will personally oversee. It will allow us to meet twice more while I oversee the audit team that will verify the shipments. I will be setting things up here. I want you to..."

"What about security checks?"

"Are you clean? If you are doing business with bandits or missing nin, tell me now so I can make other arrangements."

"No," he lied.

Nene looked at the idiot. Why did Iwa select such an incompetent, hot-headed hunter-ninja to head an infiltration mission? In infiltration missions, you must lie to the world, but for the mission to succeed, you had to trust your team.

Kenji was not thinking about the upcoming background investigation. He was focus on his dream about returning as a hero. She could see his nostrils flare in excitement. He forgot why she was the daughter of the Scorpion Queen of Iwa. She would sting him and he will die. She owed him that for her nearly nine-months of hell and pushing out an eight-pound thirteen-ounce baby. Most of it was her daughter's damn forehead.

Kenji would soon leave and she would have to relinquish control over her body to that little accounting bitch. Soon she will kill the little meek accountant and activate her ace in the hole.

Having his balls ripped out via the pee hole would only be the beginning for Kenji. Little Sakura did not know her mother was almost as good with chakra scalpels as any medic nin.

"I agree to your plan," Kenji agreed. "What about the others?"

Nene lied, "We all agreed to separate and go our own way. That way if one of us were caught, the others would be safe. If I tried to leave a message in anyone of the old dead drops, the others would know that I been caught and will go to ground."

"Their loss. I had hoped to get at least one more of the old gang together for old times sake. I guess it will be you and me, kid."

Nene suppressed the urge to sigh in relief. If she played things right, Akio and Isao would be in position to ensure that Kenji would disappear forever. It was time to leave her former team leader behind and resume her role.

Nene left and headed to the baths. Dealing with Kenji made her feel unclean.

The bath's were the one place where she could be alone. She went into her hidden corner and bit her lip. Because of him, she had to remember the pain and humiliation of being raped and breed. She hated being weak. She hated having to submit herself to scum that she could have easily killed so she would have a permanent cover. She hated having to fail due to the incompetence of her commander. She hated...She hated everything. Tears of hatred and self-loathing came out as she relinquished control to her other self. Soon her daughter would receive a phone call from the owner of the bathhouse. It was a routine drill for the Haruno family. Sakura would pick her mother up and take her home, slip her some medicine, and let her sleep.

Nene Haruno did not know why she would wake up in strange places crying. No one knew. It would happen once a month or so.