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I would just like to point out the fact that I am writing this off of the top of my head without plotting as I haven't the slightest clue where to begin with something like that. This is my first Fic so please be nice, constructive criticism is welcomed, feel free to express where you think this story will go.

I would also like to point out that there will be spectacular lemons when I get around to writing them so all under aged readers please be advised to avert your eyes.

On the topic of updates I tend to stare at the page until inspiration strikes, a lot of my time is spent reading as it is and always has been my obsession therefore don't expect daily updates or anything unreasonable like that.

I don't have a beta and I don't intend to get one,please point out grammatical errors or errors in punctuation. Inbox me the chapter and sentence with the error or questions about anything else.

This Fic is RATED M.

DISCLAIMER:I do not own NARUTO it belongs to Masashi Kishimoto sensei. I do not profit from this. If I did it wouldn't be acceptable for underage readers.

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Azure blue eyes looked at me with the heat so intense I shivered. Getting caught in the gaze of Minato Namikaze the Fourth Hokage was not necessarily a good place to be. It left you with the impression that he could see right through you. You found yourself biting your tongue to keep from confessing crimes you didn't commit just to be free of the intensity of his piercing gaze. He was probably an excellent interrogator considering my sudden urge to abandon all pretenses.

As I struggled to stop myself from fidgeting guiltily, multiple thoughts raced through my mind at top speed, one in particular stood out due to it's particular outrageousness, it had no business being their given the situation I was in. This blonde-haired, blue-eyed, god-like person was by far one of the most breathtakingly attractive man I had ever had the misfortune to meet. Kamisama how did the females of this species function with such an attractive male walking among them?

Could they walk past him indifferently, without errant thoughts of him mating with them? Without picturing him pinning them to their beds and running his hands over every inch of their body to wake the fire of procreation low in their stomachs? The touch of his lips setting their skin on fire with want. His firm grasp and the low urgent sound of his voice as he requests entry to their body to sate the inferno raging within them and himself.

I blanched and shivered in my seat at the kitchen table, discreetly trying to stem my arousal as I blatantly avoided his gaze in hopes that through some quirk of fate he didn't notice my reaction to his undivided attention. I rubbed my legs together as the uncomfortable wetness made itself known between my legs. My hands were clenched into fists as I fought the instinct to make my willingness to mate known to him.

I was aware of how highly inappropriate my reaction to him was...years of fighting my inherent reaction to acceptable males made fighting my instinct manageable if not particularly easy. I breathe slowly through my nose willing the frantic beating of my heart to calm, a tiny bit relieved when it obeyed. I braced myself and lifted my gaze, ever so slowly to meet his.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked my voice betraying no emotion.

He looked at me for a second before answering his gaze steady, "My son missed his ka-chan," he said warmly, eyes narrowed and a hint of a threat seeping into his somewhat friendly reply.

I looked away to hide the turmoil in my eyes at his words, such a well placed knife his warm voice had delivered, a loud reminder of how dangerous this man actually was. The tone of his voice warmed me from the inside out but I pushed it away.

"I am here,...now what?" I retorted in a flat voice attempting to convey disinterest and faint stirrings of guilt unrelated to his looks.

"Now,... you tell me how my son came to refer to you as ka-chan."

"I did not ask him to, if that's what you're implying," I snapped testily.

"I am not implying anything, I asked you for an explanation plain and simple.I don't believe it's too much to ask given the situation we are both in."

I sighed wearily, pinching the bridge of my nose in an effort to relieve the buildup of pressure I was feeling, "The explanation that you desire is actually quite simple" I said looking at him tiredly, "I have been caring for your son since Hiruzen placed him in an apartment by himself,or rather three months after he was placed here."

"The Sandaime authorized you to care for Naruto?"he arched a brow in disbelief.

"Yes, he did, why is that so hard to believe? "I glowered, peeved at his reaction.

"Why was he not taken in by a friend, rather than a complete stranger to the village?"

"I was told his godfather was away on a long term mission and the caretakers at the orphanage neglected him. I was not told why they did this but Hiruzen said it was unwarranted. He eventually placed him by himself in an apartment...three months after I stumbled across him in an alley, I had recently moved here and I was looking for a place to rent and got lost. I found him unconscious, beaten severely and covered in bruises." I growled the last sentence furiously, remembering the way the tiny child looking so broken in the filthy alleyway."I am positive others saw him, he wasn't that far into the alleyway, but they ignored his presence as if he wasn't there, "I glared at the tabletop blinking back my tears."

He waited silently for me to continue my recollection, his impassive gaze never leaving my face...I sighed.

"I picked him up as gently as I could and walked out onto the main street, the crowd parted the moment they realized who I was holding, it was clear they recognized him, no one offered assistance, they repeatedly turned away when I asked for help and directions to the hospital. As I was passing the ramen stand, the owner came out, when he saw Naruto's battered looking body he quickly directed me to the hospital.

I took him over as quickly as I could, I got more of the same attitude from the hospital staff, as I was yelling at the receptionist behind the counter, a silver haired ninja with a mask and hitai-ate over one eye was passing by, he glared at the receptionist and voiced some thinly veiled threats about involving the Hokage. They finally let me take him to a medic and I insisted on staying while they tended his wounds, after they finished bandaging him up I took him and left, headed straight for Hokage Tower. I barged straight past his secretary, into his office."

I paused for breath and looked down at the bandaged child still unconscious in my arms, composing myself.

"Good evening Hokage-sama, my name is Kanzaki Ren, it is unfortunate that our first meeting be under these circumstances, "I said in clipped tones, nodding my head respectfully, it was the best I could do without jostling the injured child.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked up startled, not in surprise at the presence of the young woman, but rather the tone of voice in which the greeting that passed her lips was delivered, with poorly disguised rage. His eyes narrowed into an unreadable look as it rested on the somewhat mummified bundle (cradled gently) in her arms, the mop of vibrant blonde hair so like his father's the only thing which identified him as such at the moment. He felt sorrow and regret unfurling in his chest as he looked on with unreadable eyes at the woman who held, nestled protectively to her breast the legacy of the Fourth Hokage.

He leaned forward in his chair with elbows on the desk and fingers interlaced and said pleasantly, "Good evening Kanzaki-san, what brings you to my office ?"

I glared at him disgustedly, "Do you not see the injured child in my arms?"

"He is the reason I am here, I found him in an alley-way beaten unconscious and being ignored by the general populace, who I can bloody well assure you knew he was there," I spat out furiously.

"I had to cause a scene at the hospital to get him treated, had it not been for a shinobi happening by I would probably still be there trying to get him treated." "Do you know where his parents are?... I'd like to have a word with them,"I hissed through gritted teeth.

Sarutobi sighed wearily, "Unfortunately Kanzaki-san that will not be possible, Uzumaki Naruto was orphaned at birth, he lives on his own in a small apartment."

My mouth fell open as I stared at the Hokage incredulously, "You can't be serious, he's a toddler he can't live by himself !"

"Unfortunately, Kanzaki-san, that is exactly the case, for reasons that cannot be divulged he is shunned by the villagers, what you happened upon today was one of the more brutal instances he has had to live with all his life, " he said a flicker of sadness in his eyes as he looked at us.

I scowled unseeingly at the floor processing what I'd just been told, and came to a decision, I looked up determinedly at the Hokage, "I will do it. I don't particularly care why he is being shunned, all children are born innocent and deserve a normal happy childhood free from fear and abuse," I said heatedly.

Sarutobi gave her an assessing look, by all accounts she appeared to be a civilian, "Are you sure you are willing to take this burden upon yourself... "

I cut him off before he could finish, "Children are not a burden Sandaime-sama, and yes I am sure, you can trust me to take care of him, of Naruto." I said smiling gently at the bandaged wrapped bundle of blonde in my arms.

I looked up at the Hokage and said seriously "I realize I'm new to Konoha and you may not fully trust me with the care of one of your children, but I think it's a good thing too... I don't suffer from the same prejudices as the villagers so he will not grow up in a home with poorly disguised enmity or animosity. I will also need a guide to his apartment,...maybe one of those sneaky shinobi in the ceiling can do it ? "

The quartet of said sneaky shinobi in the ceiling all tensed in surprise at the offhanded statement that was just delivered so casually by the 'civilian'.

I looked on expectantly at the Hokage and I could see he was taken aback and also faintly amused by my offer.

He sighed and nodded wearily, closing his eyes,"Very well, this will resolve several issues at once if it works out, and Naruto needs someone caring to watch over him. Crow, remove your mask and escort Kanzaki-san to the apartment, you will be on full time watch until she is deemed a non-threat to Naruto, also be on watch for the villagers, they will not take kindly to her because of her association with Naruto, protect them well."

A preteen boy with a low ponytail popped into existence, he was wearing some sort of white armored vest and gloves that reached his armpit. He knelt on one knee before the Hokage and nodded once to confirm the order was understood.

He then turned fluidly on his heel and walked towards the exit, I followed him silently after one last nod to the Hokage.

We strolled somewhat undisturbed down the main street, if you don't count the apprehensive looks and faint mutterings of the villagers. I suspected the leisure pace was for my benefit rather than his preference and I carefully committed to memory the route from Hokage Tower to Naruto's apartment.

For the entire duration of our walk to Naruto's apartment not a word was exchanged between us, I silently wondered if this was because he was on duty or if he was normally this no one was this silent by choice, it was eerie and I speculated whether or not all shinobi were like him.

We arrived at the apartment and 'Crow' simply turned the door handle and let us in,I narrowed my eyes at that, why was it left unlocked? Did he forget to lock it this morning or perhaps the lock was broken? That was something I would have to address as soon as possible, shinobi guard dog or not.

I stepped out of my sandals in the doorway and nudged them to a side, then stepping up into the apartment I looked up and froze, my jaw promptly hit the floor as I gazed at the room before me horror struck.

"What the...hell!" I managed to choke out in revulsion.

He looked at me his face expressionless and simply turned away and walked into the next room of the apartment.

I sighed and followed taking one last look at the kitchen and praying fervently that the bathroom wasn't as horrifyingly filthy.