Love Is A Chameleon
Summary: Can Naruto change the way he looks? Can a leopard change its spots? But Naruto knows sexy jutsu and one day, tired of looking like a scrawny fox, transforms himself into a girl cutie with a little help from Master Jiraiya. But unlike the other sexy jutsus of the part that effects seem permanent. And maybe the unlikeliest twist of all, will Hinata have to fight her cousin Neji for Naruto's affections?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or it's characters. Hope you enjoy the story and remember to R&R ^o^
Chapter Three: Konoha's Brand New Student
Kamereon woke up to an apartment that looked brand new. The trash that had lain strewn all over the furniture and floors had been picked up and thrown in the disposal bin. Everything had been scrubbed clean and there was a strong smell of lilac in the air.
Kamereon got dressed in clothes that had been mysteriously placed just outside the apartment's entrance. A note had been attached to the bundle: 'Dear Kamereon, Welcome to Konoha. As a new transfer student you shall be required to dress in this uniform and report to Kakashi-sensei. I'm sure you know how to find the school.' The note was unsigned.
"Not the type of uniform I would of picked out myself." A tight-fitting leather tunic that showed too much leg, all the way to the thighs, a low plunging V that exposed parts of her breast.
There was also a studded collar meant to go with the uniform. Kamereon picked it up delicately with two fingers as if there was a bad smell emanating from it. "What am I suppose to do with this?"
"It's to put around your neck."
Kamereon turned around. In the doorway stood a pimply-faced teen wearing a smile from ear to ear. There was so much drool dribbling from his mouth that a puddle had formed around his feet.
"PERV! Have you been standing there all this time watching me get dressed!"
"Sadly no. I've only been here a few minutes."
"What the heck do you want then?!"
"To give you this." The boy raised up the package he had been carrying in his arms.
"Another package. I hope it's not another skimpy outfit."
"Oh, I do," the boy mumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Nothing."
Kamereon walked over to take the package being careful not to step in the drool. She then waited for the boy to leave. But he stayed, just staring at her with that idiotic grin.
"Well. You can go now."
The teenager cleared his throat. "It….it's customary to tip the delivery man, miss."
"Oh right." Kamereon went to look for Naruto's silly frog-shaped wallet. When she bent down to open a bottom dresser she heard a 'click!'
"What was that?"
"What was what?" The boy had a too-innocent look on his face.
Kamereon glared at him. Then she remembered where she had stuffed the wallet. She had to crouch on all fours to retrieve it from under the sofa. She heard several more 'clicks!' She quickly turned around but the boy was only standing there with his imbecilic grin.
When Kamereon opened the wallet the only thing that came out was a fly. She turned the foolish froggy inside out. Naruto had left her dead broke.
"Sorry Mr. Delivery man, I'm all out of money. You take I.O.U's?"
"Well, there is something I could take now."
Kamereon did not like the way things were going. "What?" she asked warily.
"That we stay here awhile and just take pictures of you."
"What the he….!"
From behind the teenager came a half dozen young men all grinning and carrying cameras.
"Okay, before I drop-kick your butts out the window I want to know just how many delivery men does it take to deliver one lousy package?"
"Oh, I was the first one here," said a buck toothed teen. "I particularly like the way you take your time getting undressed."
"And I came to see what was taking him so long in delivering mail to Mr. Yamaguchi on the next floor up."
"And we came because we heard that a hot babe had just moved into the building," said the others.
Kamereon's blood boiled. "You saw me naked!" A swift kick from her new spiked boots made a bloody imprint on the face of the teenager who had been first in the pervert parade. Before the others could react she was bashing knees, gouging eyes, and loosening teeth until, in panic and fear, the rejects of manhood crawled or lurched out of her apartment. She closed the door with a bang. Then she remembered the perverts still had their cameras. She opened the door and chased down each loser so she could smash their cameras.
"And if I hear about you taking peeping tom pictures of any other girls I'll castrate you." She said that as a warning to all six before leaving them bloody and bruised.
When she got back to her apartment she was still fuming. "I'm beginning to hate men," she growled. Going to the bathroom she tripped over the package.
"Oh, this stupid thing!" In irritation she ripped off the paper. Then all her anger evaporated.
"The Kimono!" In joy she raised the most beautiful dress in the world and danced with it. Then she noticed the slip of paper attached to the dress. She stopped dancing to read what was on the paper.
'To the angel of shimmering light from your most ardent admirer!'
Kamereon decided that there was at least one male worth having feelings for.
"What the heck is that!" Ino pointed at Kamereon's outfit as if it was a criminal on trial.
"I'm sorry Ino, but I was told to wear this thing and report to Kakashi-sensei."
"Kakashi? Shikamaru would you mind!"
Shikamaru's normally bored expression had turned to one of great interest and excitement. He stood next to Ino devouring with his eyes Kamereon and her all-to-revealing dress.
"Beat it!" Ino pushed Shikamaru down the hallway. She then grabbed Kamereon by her hand. "We'll get to the bottom of this." She marched down the other end of the hallway and stopped in front of a door.
"Open up in there!" Ino pounded on the door as if it had been the chauvinist pig who forced Kamereon to dress like a tramp. "Open up Kakashi-sensei!"
After a minute of steady pounding, the door opened. Kakashi's face popped out not surprised at all to see two angry young females glaring at him from the hallway.
"Oh, the transfer student. Come in. Thank you Ino for showing her to my office."
"Thank me?! Is this some sort of twisted joke?" Ino made a face as she touched Kamereon's tunic.
Kakashi coughed. "Uh, Ino I can explain."
"Explain! I know the types of books you read sensei! If you think you can take advantage of a young girl and get away with it."
"I have no plans to take advantage of Kamereon. In fact it wasn't me who sent her the uniform."
"Then who was it?"
"I can't indulge that information. Now Ino, would you return to class while I talk to Kamereon."
Ino continued to glare at Kakashi. "If my new friend tells me that you so much as brush up against her Copy Ninja or no Copy Ninja I'll find a way to make you pay." With that threat hanging in the air Ino marched back down the hallway.
Kakashi opened the door fully. "Naruto, if you don't mind stepping in."
The girl walked into the office. "My name is Kamereon." Kakashi sighed as he closed the door.
"You're making a lot of trouble for everyone, Naruto, insisting on being someone you are not."
Kamereon studied the long row of books stacked neatly on a shelf. They all had risqué titles. She pulled one off the shelf and looked at the front cover. The young woman on the cover wore the exact outfit as Kamereon.
"Pervy Sage sent me this uniform, didn't he?"
"Yes Naruto. He believed that you would be too ashamed to come to class wearing something like that."
"Well I wasn't. If he thinks forcing me to dress like this is going to make me change my mind and go back to being dopey looking Naruto he's wrong."
Kakashi sighed again. "It's not how you look Naruto…."
"Spare me the lecture sensei. I've already heard it from Iruka, I'm not changing back."
"Do you know that several people have been asking what happened to you Naruto!"
"They don't care about me," Kamereon muttered.
"They do care," Kakashi replied angrily. "The Hokage has had to lie and tell people that you are one a dangerous mission for an undetermined amount of time. In fact, the Hokage wants to see you this afternoon after classes."
Kamereon gulped. "Lady Tsunade wants to see me?"
Kakashi picked up a uniform off his desk. It was a girl's ninja outfit similar to Ino's.
"Here," he handed the uniform to Kamereon. "You can change in the girl's bathroom. I don't want you to be a distraction during today's lesson."
When Kamereon stepped out of the stall she had used to change in she encountered Hinata who seemed on the verge of tears.
"Oh, hi Hinata."
"Hi yourself! You're Naruto's girlfriend aren't you!"
"What! No way. I could never date Naruto. It would be impossible."
"Liar!"
"Look Hinata, I'm serious. Going out on a date with Naruto would be like going out with myself. It could never happen."
A tiny flicker of a smile flitted across Hinata's face. Then she started to cry.
"Now what's the matter!"
"They ….they said…Naruto…is on a dangerous mission. He could be dead by now!" Tears flowed down Hinata's cheeks.
Kamereon patted Hinata awkwardly on the shoulder. "Naruto's fine, Hinata. I'm positive about that."
Suddenly Hinata embraced Kamereon.
"How can you be sure?"
Kamereon patted Hinata on the back. "I just know."
"Ahh! Aren't you two cute together."
Tenten had walked in unnoticed.
Kamereon and Hinata quit hugging.
"It's not what you think," said Hinata. "I was just worried about Naruto."
"Oh, him. Look Hinata can't you find somebody a little better to have a crush on."
Hinata balled her fists. "If you say one more word about my Naruto I'll…."
Sakura stuck her head in the door. "Girls, class is starting right now and Kakashi is on a war path. I suggest that none of you be late."
As they were racing down the hallway, Kamereon tried to cut ahead of Tenten. She found an elbow thrust into her ribs.
"Listen new girl," hissed Tenten. "I don't know how they do things where you come from but here you don't cut in front of people."
"Okay, okay," said Kamereon apologizing.
"Yeah," growled another girl. "I saw you in that sleazy dress earlier. All I got to say is you better watch your back."
Someone tripped Kamereon from behind and she fell to the floor. It was beginning to dawn on her that life as Kamereon may not be as easy as she first thought.