Forbidden Chapter 2, a naruto fanfic

FORBIDDEN.

Chapter 2? Out so soon?

Taz, what is wrong with you?

Oh, right. You have an exam in two days and you've been procrastinating STILL. YOU WILL FAIL YOUR EXAMS AND THIS WILL BE THE REASON FOR IT. My readers, you have now witnessed a critical moment in my history! This era in my life shall officially be labelled 'procrastination; the utter destruction of Taz's future.'

(I even started painting the other day which I haven't done since my mid-year exams earlier this year)

Jesus someone help me from this hell.

Anyway. Here's the second chapter.

Hope you like it!

LAST TIME:

"You stupid, stupid, stupid girl!" Neji lectured, standing in my tent later that night. He was pacing back and forth uncomfortably. "What the hell are you even doing here? If they find out, you'll be killed! You don't even look that much like a man! I'm surprised you haven't found you out yet! I can't protect you from the army! You're going to be killed!"

"Neji." I called out quietly, getting his attention immediately. "I'm sorry. But I have to do this. Father… Father isn't strong enough to fight in another war. His leg is still injured."

"So, what?" Neji sighed loudly, "So it's okay for you to go out and die for him?"

"Yes! It's the only thing I can do for my family!" I cried out, determined to see this through until the end.

"Hinata," Neji said slowly, "Don't you think you've dishonoured your family enough?" He asked quietly.

I knew he meant no harm by his words, but they still hurt. "That's one of the reasons I'm doing this, Neji-nii-san." I whispered quietly, knowing he could still hear every word, "I've been a terrible daughter. Father has been nothing but disappointed in me from the start. I know he won't care all that much if I leave and die here. He's got Hanabi-chan who we both know won't let him down like I have all these years. I need to do this so he can be happy. So Hanabi can become the heir and everything can fall into place."

Neji sighed again, clearly not pleased. "I guess I can't force you to leave. And now that you're here, there's no way I can sneak you out of here without alerting every one of your real identity. But," He stood up in the tent, "I am your cousin. And I will protect you from harm in this place. If that means I have to help you keep up this," he gestured to my appearance, "cross-dressing façade. Then that's what I'll do."

"Thank you, Neji-nii-san." I bowed low to the ground, "I owe you my life."

Neji sighed, "Don't thank me yet. I doubt either of us are gonna make it out of this war alive. And it isn't the Sound I'm scared of."

I nodded shortly, muttering a quiet, "Sorry Neji-nii-san," under my breath.

CHAPTER TWO:

FORBIDDEN.

Quickly jumping out of my tent, I ran to join the large male population gathering around four long tables, a heaping plate of rice and meat situated in front of every chair. My stomach grumbled in appreciation of the scent of the food and I excitedly slipped into a seat and snapped my chopsticks in two.

"Oh, I don't think so."

My eyes widened marginally as I saw the food in front of me disappear, and turned around to see the face of Kankorou grinning back at me, flanked by two guys. "You owe me some retribution, Kaito-teme." He laughed

"What?" I gasped loudly, "But, that's… mine." I groaned, my stomach crying in horror.

"Not anymore." Kankorou laughed, tipping the entirety of my plate onto his before placing the empty plate back in front of me.

"Hey!" I called out, "That's not fair! Why would you.."

"Shut up." The raven haired man standing next to Kankorou grunted. "I hate people who complain about everything."

I gulped loudly as the third man laughed loudly.

"Even Sasuke's getting involved." He chuckled wildly.

"Shut up, Kiba-baka." Sasuke growled before turning back to his food, quiet once again.

I glanced between the three of them, my mouth opening and closing, trying to say something. But I knew I couldn't take on these guys. There were intimidating, and I was a measly female.

My stomach growled in pain, and I resigned myself to the fact that I was having no food at all for the night.

FORBIDDEN.

Sighing quietly, I slipped into the kitchen, eyes wide in horror as I saw the heaping pile of plates stacked by the sink. This was going to take all night. I cried inwardly.

By now, I was hungry, tired and grumpy, sick of having to act like a man and sick of being treated poorly. My first day in the army was not a good one. And I knew that it wasn't going to change any time soon. Why did I have to get on the bad side of one of the most conniving men in this place on the first day?

I took a deep breath. It didn't really matter. It was in the past. I couldn't change it now. Now, I had to deal with it. Maybe if I ignored him, he'll go away.

I filled the sink up with hot water and soap, and decided to make a start on the dishes. They had to get done, and the sooner I started – the sooner I finished.

I was about ten minutes into the overbearing job when Captain Naruto Uzumaki walked straight into the room, watching me wash the dishes in thought.

My immediate thought was oh no, he's found out. And I started to sweat in fear. "Is there something you wanted, Sir?" I asked loudly, making sure my voice sounded as deep as possible.

He shook his head, and I watched in interest as he sighed loudly, grabbing a cloth from the other side of the room and began drying the clean dishes.

"You're… helping me?" My eyes widened, "Why?"

Naruto sighed, grabbing a cloth from the other side of the room and began drying the clean dishes. "We've got to start training bright and early tomorrow morning. I thought I should give you a hand so you could get some decent rest tonight," He explained, picking up the next plate.

"Thank you, Naruto-Sama." I said quietly, highly intimidated by the Captain helping me wash dishes.

"That's fine, Kaito-san. And just call me Naruto." He grinned easy-goingly at me, and I was taken back at how young the expression made him look. "I'm sick of having to act all high and mighty around here, already."

I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the loud growling of my stomach echoing throughout the room. I blushed.

"Still hungry?" Naruto laughed loudly, "I can't believe it! After all that food we just fed you. Do you think we need to put more on the men's plates?"

I looked away awkwardly, "No, Naruto-san. It's just… I didn't end up eating any dinner before."

"What?"

"Um," I sighed quietly, "I upset a fellow soldier earlier today which caused the ruckus within the camp before you introduced yourself. The soldier retaliated before by eating all my food."

Naruto's brow furrowed, "That's not good." He sighed, "Do I need to have a word with this soldier? Keep him on the right track?"

"No, Naruto-san. It's fine. It was my fault anyway." I smiled at him, only to be once again interrupted by my stomach.

Naruto laughed quietly, "Well, we have to do something about that stomach." He grinned. "Kaito-san, don't tell anyone about this," he said comparatively, as he walked to the other side of the room, pulling out the key to the pantry, "I stole this earlier today from one of the chefs." He grinned, disappearing into the pantry, "They think I eat too much of their food if they keep it unlocked. Maybe their right. But hey, a man's gotta eat." He chuckled from inside the pantry, and I watched in amusement when he came out with two packs of instant ramen.

I laughed quietly, "I promise I won't tell anyone." I smiled at him, surprised by this new attitude. I'd never seen him so laid-back before. It was... nice.

Naruto grumbled in happiness as he turned on the kettle situated on the kitchen bench. "If I had a choice, I would live off of ramen. It's the best food I've ever tasted." He smiled happily as he prepared the two meals.

"Thank you for this." I smiled as we took a break from our cleaning to enjoy the hot ramen noodles.

"No worries," Naruto grinned, "Just don't let the other men push you around, Kaito-san. To get any respect around here you're gonna have to act tough."

I nodded, "I'll try my best!"

FORBIDDEN.

I was awoken bright and early the next morning by a loud bell sounding throughout the camp. Grumpily muttering to myself, I sat up in my bedroll and pulled my long tangly hair back into the same bun as yesterday without brushing it. Besides, the rough look was sure to make me look manlier.

I stretched my arms, moving to re-wrap my breasts. Despite the freedom I gave them by leaving them unfastened for the night, they were still aching and sore, so I made the decision to wrap them looser than yesterday.

We were given a new set of clothes last night, these ones designed for training, so I slipped the loose shirt and pants on, pleased that I gave the wrong clothing size so I could easily hide my feminine assets and figure.

Rubbing my face with my hand, I slipped out of the tent, jogging to meet up with the large pack of men standing in a straight line, sleepy albeit prepared for the day ahead.

FORBIDDEN.

Turns out I was wrong. Very wrong.

Nobody was prepared for this.

After the warm up, which consisted of a fifteen kilometre jog through the mountains carrying pales of water on a stick over our shoulders, I was ready to keel over and die.

Kankorou had tripped me several times, and despite the fact that I managed to catch myself after the first two, I was unprepared when he gestured to Sasuke and the quiet man pulled my leg out from underneath me, causing me to fall onto my ass, the water splashing everywhere.

I was ignored by the majority of the male population who simply ran around me, but Naruto, who had been forcefully pushing us forward from the back of the line noticed me lying on the ground.

"Pick up your pales, soldier." He called out loudly. "Head back to the river, fill them up, and I expect you to have caught up to the group in ten minutes."

I almost choked at his words, and immediately jumped to my feet. Despite his redeeming qualities like his beautiful muscular physique and secretly fun-loving and cheeky attitude, Naruto Uzumaki was a slave driver. He was the devil himself, unsympathetically pushing us to our limits until we achieved what he intended us to.

I had reached the group within fifteen minutes, according to Naruto, but I was on the verge of throwing up. But I had to wait until the warm up had ended to hand my water to the camp chefs and unceremoniously collapse in a heap on the forest floor breathing heavily.

Naruto simply laughed at the group of us, some vomiting, some on the verge of fainting, and some sweating so much I thought they would drown.

He wasn't even batting an eye.

It was as if he had been walking the entire way. His breathing was even, his heart rate seemingly normal. I couldn't believe it. This guy had to be an alien.

"That was a good warm up, men!" He called out, somehow pleased with our efforts. Danzo, on the other hand, looked severely displeased with our warm up. I sighed angrily. I'd like to see him run fifteen kilometres with pales of water on his back.

"Now, we will move on to the first part of your training!" Naruto called out loudly. And my eyes widened in horror.

I watched in fascination as Naruto took a bow and arrow from Danzo and fired the arrow at the top of an enormous 30 ft. high wooden pole. The arrow hit it's mark easily, the top of the thick wooden pole, and I watched in horror as the Captain grabbed two pieces of thick black ribbon, connected to heavy golden weights. "Your job is to retrieve that arrow!" He declared loudly, "But you need to do it with these two imperative items." He held up one of the weights, "This represents discipline. And this represents strength. You need both to reach the arrow!"

No one could do it.

My eyes simply got wider and wider as continuously people continued to fall onto the ground. Every one tried it a different way, but it was always the same outcome. I watched in horror, knowing it was my turn soon.

I knew I couldn't do it.

But as I fell onto my back, the weights crashing beside me, I was still surprised by the extent of my failure. I couldn't even get three feet up the damn pole. And despite the fact that Naruto made the weights seem so light… they were like thirty pounds each. I thought I was going to dislocate my shoulders simply carrying the weights!

Naruto sighed loudly as he watched the last of us fail miserably. Looking at the slumped group of men before him, he called out loudly, "We're not even close to finished yet, men! We've barely started!"

I was going to die.

FORBIDDEN.

End of Chapter 2.

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Taz