It has been so long! So sorry... I really hope you all still enjoy this story. I got back into this story after reading it and the synopsis I had written. I can't wait to keep going. Keep in mind, it deviates from my original OC and fanfic Kiba's Alpha. Kiba's Alpha was written before the end of Naruto (manga). This story, though sticking with the same basic OC and story from Kiba's Alpha, is more closely aligned with the manga ending and the next generation. Hope you enjoy! Tried to make it into something intriguing, a little citrus, and a little action. I hope you enjoy! And please, if you do... review! If not... review! :D
"You are the first to arrive Mika," Kurenai-sensei said, watching me as I approached our usual meeting tree. It was large, and old, outside the city gates.
"Surprising," I said, glancing about. "Where is Himawari and Guy?"
"On their way," she said, motioning at two figures approaching at steady pace.
"Sorry," Himawari said, bowing. "Guy was doing some sort of training exercise and lost track of time…"
"I am sorry Kurenai sensei! It won't happen again!" Guy said, bowing.
"It's alright," Kurenai dismissed. "Now, our mission is an A ranked mission, in the land of waves."
"Land of waves?" Himawari smiled. "We'll get to see the bridge named after my father?"
"Yes, but more importantly, there is a current band of rogue shinobi, remnants of a broken mercenary organization, terrorizing the town. The mayor, Inari, has called in a special ops group to locate and terminate the criminals. They've been preying on innocent children, fisherman, and traders and have taken up residence, it is believed, on one of the swamp-like islands in the fog. They have been illusive so far."
"Then they called in the right team!" Guy said, a smirk on his face.
"Yes, our team is quite unique, a well-rounded group overall but your skills may be put to the test on this mission. It is a covert mission, and in order for it to succeed we have to eliminate all targets. There are, to the best of our knowledge, eight of them and their leader is an S-ranked criminal."
"This seems to be more than an A-ranked mission," I commented. "What are the details on the shinobi and their leader?"
"The shinobi are rudimentary, mostly tai-jutsu users and thugs. The leader, however, is a puppet master, a deserter from The Hidden Sand," Kurenai said. "Our team is uniquely equipped to handle this band. Guy's superior tai-jutsu will handle the group and Himawari's exceptional perception will locate, and help to manage the puppets he has. He only has two, both of which are unidentified. The villagers are unsure which are followers and which are puppets during the confusion. Also, Mika's superior sense of smell, and her man-beast combination with Akane will provide more than enough sheer force and accuracy to bring down the puppet master. If Mika takes point, and Guy takes care of the rabble, the plan should succeed."
"Any objections?" Guy said, nodding and looking between the four of us. He always treated Akane like a valued member of our team. "Then hands in, team Kurenai!"
We all grinned, placing our hands in the middle. Guy smiled, eagerly counting down and throwing his hand into the air with ours, a sign of friendship and trust. "Alright team," I said, petting Akane's fur. "Let's head out!"
"The targets are one kilometer north west of our location," Himawari said. I sniffed the air, nodding to Akane. She sniffed as well, confirming what I had smelled. There were faint wafts of chakra and a random mix of foul odors.
"Confirmed," I said. "I smell no others. Their all gathered, eight targets in total."
"The puppets?" came Kurenai-sensei's voice.
"Both are there, with a man. His face is painted and his hair is covered," Himawari said. "How do we approach?"
"Guy, take out the other seven. Mika, Akane… go for the puppet master. Hit him directly, and without holding back. Himawari, back them up with byakugan and I will provide support to Mika. We can ambush them and take them out in one move."
"Agreed," Guy said. "Let's move."
We approached quickly, and silently, moving through old web covered branches and trunks. The entrance to the mud and wood hut was open and the sound of laughter and talking could be heard. They were celebrating. Only hours before we'd gotten word that they stole a ship full of grain, alcohol, and meat products. They were starving out this small nation. The plan was executed perfectly. Guy bolted in, taking down every drunkard within the hall, the puppet master immediately put on guard but it was too late. We were on him in a flash, his puppets too late to block the direct hit he took from our fang-over-fang. He was lying, groaning, on the ground. It had to end and I immediately, drew my kunai. However, he was quick, the clacking of puppets ringing in my ears as I was swiped sideways.
"Now!" came a voice and I was knocked aside, my body hitting the mud wall as I fell. I immediately sprang to my feet again, gauging the situation. One of the puppets was engaged in hand to hand with Himawari. It was a grotesque thing with horns and a set of razor sharp teeth. The other was engaging Guy and Kurenai. It was firing off rounds of needles, poison in their directions. Guy managed to dodge quickly and Kurenai was untouched. The direct hit made the puppet master weaker, his fingers moving as quickly as possible, hoisting himself to his feet.
"We need to end this," I said, looking at Akane. "Beast-Mimicry!" I immediately popped a food pill, feeding one to Akane. I could feel the chakra welling within me. My Uzumaki blood allowed me to increase the amount of chakra I would create greater than my father's, but my beast like manner of fighting used much of it. Our blows would have to be accurate and quick. I immediately wove hand signs, launching myself toward the puppet master, missing the needles that came in my direction. Akane managed to lunge at him, biting into his shoulder from behind as I welled up all my chakra into a single punch, the force of which cracking his skull and jaw. His arms fell limp and his puppets fell with a clatter. I immediately drew my kunai, jamming in firmly into his neck. The blood seeped out and I stepped away, wiping the blade clean.
"Mission complete," I said, the chakra still surging through me. "I thought he'd have some sort of armor but…"
"You'd be right," came a voice from behind me and I immediately dodged, the long piercing spear missing my arm by inches. He was back on his feet, his body mangled and his head hanging to the side, yet his fingers moved. Blood came trickling from his neck down his front but he kept moving.
"It's a puppet!" Himawari said, backing up. I immediately dodged again and Guy went in for the take down, his powerful tai-jutsu breaking the puppet into hundreds of pieces, the blood splattering everywhere.
"I don't understand," Himawari said. "The chakra is here and this puppet has blood, a circulatory system. What kind of puppet is this?"
"A dangerous one," Kurenai said. "It appears the puppet master was never here, but he is able to control this flesh-puppet."
"Is it a reanimation?" Guy asked.
"No, the chakra isn't right. It was living, it was alive but it is not human," Himawari said, analyzing the pieces and the blood. "I know what I saw…"
"Never mind that," I said, sniffing the air. "The puppet master is not within five kilometers of this place. I smell no scent matching this one."
"We failed," Guy said, hanging his head.
"No, we did not," Kurenai said. "We were sent to eliminate the pirates and thieves who were creating the problems. We did that, however the jutsu user, Kanari, was no present. It seems the intel the Hidden Sand provided was a little less than accurate. This jutsu user has incredible range. We'll return, and report back. We may be chosen to follow up."
"Let us return, but first we have to get rid of these bodies," I said, looking about. "It is a mess."
"Very well," Kurenai said. "We'll burn them. Mika, do you have the remaining chakra to make a fireball?"
"I do," I said, nodding in agreement. "Let's burn this place down and get home. The Hokage will want to know about this."
"Let's go. The faster we get back to the mainland the easier it will be to make contact with the village."
"At the very least, it didn't take long. We'll be back before sunrise," I said, turning to face the open door behind me. The hut was small so a fireball ignited inside would burn everything to ash quickly. I took a few steps back and weaved my hand signs, Akane standing nearby. After the hut was set ablaze we bound for the mainland, The Great Naruto Bridge hazy in the distance. It was a long trip back, the anticipation of coming home to your own bed making it nearly impossible to remain patient.
When we reached the gates of the village, the sky lightening and the stars starting to fade, the watch had changed and none other than Shikamaru Nara was waiting for us at the gates. He waved at Kurenai, a soft smile on his face before looking us over.
"No injuries?"
"None to report," Kurenai said, looking over at me. "We have detailst to discuss."
"Indeed, I expect Team Kurenai's report by noon tomorrow," Shikamaru said, looking us over. His eyes lingered on me. We all nodded, bowing and turned to leave. "This is a drag," he lulled, stopping us. "But I need to speak with Mika Inuzuka in private for a moment. Do you mind?" He asked, looking at Kurenai. "It'll only take a few moments."
"Of course," Kurenai said, placing a hand on his shoulder gently, giving him a knowing smile. "I'll meet you at your office." With that she waved, signaling for Himawari and Guy to head home. I waited, silent as they left, Shikamaru looking me over with dull uncertainty.
"So, instead of torturing you with silence, letting your mind scatter through hundreds of different scenarios as I can tell they are, I thought I'd get right to the point," he stretched, placing his hands in his pockets and leaning against the column behind him. "You and my son have become romantically engaged and this is disagreeable to some."
"I am aware," I said, my eyes watching him. "But you must understand how the Inuzuka's powers of inheritance work."
"I am well aware, having to deal with your mother and father," he said, sighing. "Listen closely, as my son did, to what I am about to say. You are adults, free to do as you please. You will both inherit, respectively, the clans of Inuzuka and Nara. Both are integral parts in Konoha's survival. The inheritance that you both possess, along with your Uzumaki blood and the Third and Fourth Kazekage's blood flowing through Shikadai, make a powerful combination."
He groaned, scratching the back of his head. "To make it plain, combining all of those alliances, all of those integral inheritances into one clan, especially these two noble but equally opposite clans, is going to be very difficult. Not only for the families but the two of you as well. The power in that kind of an alliance, the power your children will possess is dangerous. Make no mistake," he said, standing straight now, his eyes roaming over me. "Any future that you and my son may have is going to be very difficult for a lot of people, born and unborn. That kind of power is still coveted and the scales the two clans have maintained with the others will be very uneven."
"You don't seem to be overtly against us," I said, looking him over. "Are you warning me because you think I am stupid and was unaware or because you have a genuine interest in my relationship with your son?"
"Both," he admitted. "I did not know the daughter of an Uzumaki and an Inuzuka could be smart. I see now why Shikadai loves you. You are unexpected, intense, and smart. A force to be reckoned with." He looked me over again, his eyes pausing on my hair and face. "But you remind me of your mother many years ago. Smart but wild… you have her eyes and hair. Fiery red to reflect the will of fire within you."
"So what, father, do you suggest I do about this hard road ahead?" I asked, my eyes narrowing a little. "I am a little dim."
"And sarcastic. Your father's daughter indeed…" he said, shaking his head. "He does not approve of a Nara, someone as lazy and privileged as he would put it. Kiba and I are friends but above all the other clans, he envies ours the most. He wishes to see an Inuzuka in the seat of Hokage and perhaps his dream may come true. You are well loved by your peers and are hardworking and strong."
"Why are you being so nice? Do you truly care for my relationship with your son or are you trying to scare me away?"
"I love my son more than anything. He is the king I would lay my life down for, as is the entire future of the village. But you have to know that this will never be easy. Your relationship with friends and family will change and you will both be held accountable for your decisions when the time comes. If you, Mika Inuzuka, make him happy than there is nothing I, nor your father, can do about it."
"I love him," I said, my eyes narrowed. "He is my Alpha and I am his. Nothing, not even distain from others can change our minds. You married an outsider, a woman who was once hated and feared by this village. Surely you can understand difficulty."
"True, we were both the descendants of great shinobi," he said, his eyes twinkling a bit. "But it just developed. And one day she suggested we get married. That was that. There was little her brothers could say about it."
"I imagine not," I said. "My mind is made up. Not even a frightening mother-in-law could scare me away from that."
"Oh," he said, his eyebrow raising in curiosity. He grabbed his earlobe, stroking the silver ball. He smiled slightly and sighed. "She's not the scary one. Oh no, I'd be more worried about your father." He smirked again. "Everyone knows about the little challenge between you two. Unfortunately the only witnesses are immediate family and relations."
"I won't win," I said, rolling me eyes. "He is trying to teach me a lesson and it is learned. I may not be strong enough to beat him but my mind is made up; win or lose."
"Then you haven't learned the lesson at all," he said, shrugging. "He doesn't want you to win or lose. He wants you to try. I'm surprised you didn't figure that out on your own." He shrugged. "Do as you will. You will have no interference from me, but my wife may object." He shrugged. "I don't control her words or actions. Never have." He then waved, turning down the road and lazily strolling toward the Hokage tower.
I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. He was probably right. He probably knew what was going to happen with this whole fiasco anyway. I heard Akane start stretching beside me and I smiled. Always a trusty companion. I shrugged, turning away from the main road now and strolling down the side street, covered by layered rooftops and scaffolding. The sun was slowly coming up, the night stars disappearing more and more as the pale blue of morning crept forward, a slight fog resting over the village. My mind was racing with thoughts of Shikadai. His father had spoken to him and done nothing to obstruct them. Perhaps they were ready to become public. As I turned down another alley, toward the hill where the Inuzuka compound was, I smelled it. Unfortunately it was Akane who smelled it first and turned, leaping towards a barrel. There, standing in the shadows, was Shikadai.
He was smiling, leaning down the pet the excited dog. She had started barking and panting now, ready to play. I chuckled, petting her head gently. "Go home girl, time to rest. I'll be there shortly. Be quiet though…"
She seemed to understand, licking my hand before trotting off down the lane. It was then that I felt his arms wrap around me, the scent of beer on his breath. "You drunk?" I asked, looking at his face. His eyes were a little glassy but he seemed to be fine. "Just drank a few beers with Bolt and Inojin. They went home hours ago but my father joined in and well, one shogi game lead to another bottle."
"I see," I smiled, pulling him close, the feel of his warm chest against mine exhilarating. "He just spoke to me."
"I heard," he admitted, a soft smile on his face. "Father knew but I'm surprised you didn't notice."
"I was caught off guard. I expected a stern warning and order from him. Not advice and encouragement."
"That's what it sounded like to you?" he asked, leaning back.
"Sort of," I shrugged. He grinned pulling me against him as he lead us to the shadows under the awnings and scaffolding.
"I heard what you said," he said, his hands resting on my hips. "I am your Alpha, huh?"
"I'm sorry," I said, looking down a little shyly. "It's just how I felt. It came out without thought…"
"I like it," he said, puffing his chest out with a smirk. "Makes me feel that much more powerful."
"Since when do you have an ego?"
He shrugged, running his hand over his neck in discomfort. "It's… it's just a guy thing really."
"What is?" I asked curiously, prying.
"We were at the hot springs before we were drinking," Shikadai admitted. "And some guys from team Konohamaru were talking about you. Saying how hot you were and how wild you must be in bed and I…"
"What did you do?" I asked, my eyes wide. "Shikadai…"
"I get it from my mother's family," he groaned, resting his forehead against mine, his voice low. "I may or may not have led them, via jutsu, into the ladies bath."
"Shikadai, you didn't…"
"No one knew, we left before discovered."
"What other clan uses that jutsu. Did they see you?" I asked, my eyes alight with amusement.
"I'm not sure but father did ask if I enjoyed my bath," he groaned. "Sorry, I didn't want to cause problems or draw more attention but… I just felt this anger well up inside me. I've never felt it before. Like, some sort of uncontainable beast…"
"It's alright," I said, placing a hand on his neck.
"Of course it is! That jerk got what was coming to him," he growled slightly. "Your mine and anyone who thinks of you in that way will answer to me." He then pulled me in, his lips hungrily crushing mine.
"Shikadai," I managed to whisper, his hands roaming over my hips and waist until it reached my breasts, the mesh and flak jacket obstructing his advance.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "Just the thought of you with anyone else…"
"Never," I said. "Never going to happen. Forget those idiots, forget our clans and our village..." I slowly removed my flak jacket, revealing the mesh shirt and black wrappings around my breasts. The fur around the hood of my jacket tickled my arm as I removed it. "Just focus on me, on us…"
"Mika…"
"Shh…" I hushed, moving him to sit on the ledge of a scaffold. I moved, sitting atop his lap, my knees on either side of his hips, my chest pressed close to his face. "I want you and only you. Let me prove it."
"Here?" he asked, his senses returning for a moment. "Mika, in this public place? Soon the village will stir and this isn't how you should do this. Here…"
"Where? I want you right now… and if I have to, I'll take you in the dirt and in the filth."
"Mika," he groaned as I ground my hips against his, searching for his arousal. "Come," he said, grabbing my waist and moving me to stand again. He was silent, leading me through the streets and up another alley. We crossed the main road quickly, quickly bolting through the morning fog and silence toward the forest of the Nara clan. Full of deer, herbs, medicines, and foliage it was the most beautiful place Mika had ever seen. Shikadai led her through the barrier surrounding the forest and into the shaded woods. They walked further, the sun starting to crest over the hills, the first rays of yellow and pink starting to become visible. The shade from the trees kept the floor of the forest dark and mystical.
"Here," he said, looking over at me with dark green eyes. "There is a place that I often visit to think and escape the village." He lead me up a slight hill and at the top, shaded by pines and trunks of great spruces was a small cabin. One room, one sliding door, and no windows.
"What is it?" I asked, my hand gripping his tightly, pressing my impatience.
"It is an old apothecary lodge," he said. "My ancestors would make medicine here. It is small though, and abandoned for decades."
He quickly lifted me up onto the wooden porch, following me and sliding the door open. Inside was a small cushion and tea table, suitable for one. He quickly pushed the table off the porch onto the ground, his hands going to my hips. "Here," he said. "Real privacy from prying eyes and family."
I nodded, gently disposing of my jacket again, my hands lifting the mesh shirt over my head quickly. Shikadai watched, moving to stand behind me, his hands still roaming my hips as I pressed against him. "You're beautiful," he said, pushing my hair from my shoulder, kissing my neck. "We've never been together like this."
"No, I wasn't ready," I admitted, my blush overtaking my cheek. "I wasn't sure really. Now I…" My hands went to his on my hips, my backside grinding against him in soft rhythm. "I want you to be my first."
He needn't hear anymore, his hands turning me around to face him. His palms cradled my neck and hip as he lay me down on the cushion, his eyes never leaving mine. After a few moments of intense silence, discarding clothing and feeling one another tentatively, I took the reins. I quickly turned him over, straddling his hips and pressing my naked lower half to him. I inhaled gently as I felt him harden against me.
"You're forceful," he whispered, ripping the wrap form my breasts with one hand, palming them eagerly. I mewled at his touch, his hands finding the right spots as I ground against him. "You are liking this Mika…"
"So are you," I whispered, my hand going between my legs to stroke him. "Don't lie."
"Never," he whispered, pressing himself into my hand fully. "You are mine, and I am yours…" With that his hand gently squeezed my breast, my own hand leaving him and touching his chest to regain composure. With that he repositioned himself below me and I felt him prod. It hurt a little, too much too fast but it was only after we had gotten into rhythm, and I recovered from the initial shock, that we rode the morning into ecstasy. We had totally ignored the open panel of the small lodge and the morning light that streamed into our own small, and warm, world.
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