Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Mr. Masashi Kishimoto does.

Dedicated: To anyone who has ever watched a Magical Girl shows

Ch. 3 Kunoichi

Talking dogs, super strength, can this day get any better? Inner asked. I followed Kiba through the store, but stopped dead at the curtain doorway he went into. The sign above it said Adult Books. Follow him. I gulped. It's ok Sakura, I told myself. This is Kiba, the guy who took that mashed potato bullet for you back in the epic food fight of 8th grade, you can trust him. I pushed the curtain aside to see Kiba and the dogs talking to this sliver haired guy with a headband with a leaf on it that drooped down to cover an eye and a mask that covered most of his face. In his hands lay what I could guess from the cover a smutty romance novel. Pervert.

"So this is the girl huh. Well why don't you introduce yourself?" The man asked

"Um I'm Sakura Haruno. I'm a 15 year old sophomore at Leaf High and I have no clue why I'm here." I said quickly. If I made a run for it…

"You have no idea why you are here?" The man asked in a deadpan voice.

"Well I imagine it has something to do with super punches, talking dogs and pink hair, but that's just a guess." I shot back. Did this guy think I was an idiot? Please, I'm top in the class. Akamaru and Kiba snicker. The silver haired man's face didn't change.

"Hm, well I'm Kakashi Hatake, this is Pakkun." He pointed to the pug. "I take it you already know Kiba and Akamaru." I nodded my head.

"But why am I here?" I asked

"Well, that's simple, you are a Kunoichi." Kakashi stated, as if this was obvious.

"A Kunoichi? You mean a girl ninja?" I asked, confused

"Precisely, here you go." He threw something at me. I caught it. It was a necklace, a thin chain with a pink cherry blossom the size of my thumb. "That will disguise you when you are ready to transform, just say Kunoichi Blossom Bloom and you're good to go. Try it out." I look down at the necklace. Ok, I can do this. I put it on, took a deep breath, and focused. There it was again, that strange feeling from earlier today. I let it build for a minute, closing my eyes, until…

"Kunoichi Blossom Bloom!" I said and opened my eyes. Akamaru had fetched a mirror for me to peek into. I looked mostly the same, save for the pink hair. My outfit was different though. A blue headband with a leaf on it pulled my hair back. I now had on a red sort of qipao dress, with a cherry blossom on the back, black shorts and knee high sandals. I also had on black gloves. "Well what do you think Akamaru?" I asked

"Pretty Sakura" he yipped.

"Not too shabby Miss Kunoichi." Kiba winked

"Fine fine, well do you know what you are going to call yourself?" Kakshi asked. Call myself? I guess I couldn't just call myself by my real name. I thought of my dream, but I figured that Magical Sakura wasn't going to go to well with this crowd.

"Um Kunoichi Cherry Blossom?" I said finally

"Alright well that's that, be sure to report to work after school and on weekends. Pakkun is in charge of your training, do what he says. Night" Kakashi turned back to his book.

"Wait what?" I asked. Kiba rolled his eyes.

"Welcome to the exciting employment of The Reader's Eye. Report here every day to get new info on the crime that you, a Kunoichi, defender of peace and protector of the innocent, will be fighting. Along with helping out in this crap hole store for minimum wage because Kakashi here is too cheap to hire real help." Kiba explained, his tone mocking.

"Ok and Pakkun?"

"Is now your boss, pup. I'm a well of knowledge, so just listen up and do as I say. Come on, it's late and Kunoichis and dogs need sleep." With that Pakkun walked out, and with a "See ya tomorrow Kiba" so did I.

…….

"Do you think she will be ok?"

"Yes, she's strong, there's spirit in her."

"I know that, but still,"

"Pakkun will watch her. Soon others will come as well. The hour of the Kunoichi has finally come. I have faith in her… and in the Fang."

……

I was practically asleep on my feet. It was 12:30 at night, and we still had a way to go.

"Wake up pup, rule one, an enemy loves a drowsy victim."

"Ya, sure ok." I yawned. My eyes were closing again when a car alarm went off. "Holy crap! What's that?"

"That's your signal to jump into action, Go!" Pukkun ordered.

"Ok deep breath, Kunoichi Blossom Bloom!"

…..

"Stop right there villainous scum. I Kunoichi Cherry Blossom, defender of peace and protector of the innocent, will stop your evil scheme!" I announced. There was a long silence as the two carjackers stared at me for a minute. In the distance I heard Pakkun mumble darkly.

"You have got to be joking. What kind of cartoon did you pull that from?" My face turned red. Pakkun must not have heard of Sailor Moon.

The carjackers laughed. "Cute girl, real cute, now run along sweetheart before you trip and break a nail" Oh they were so dead.

"Cha!" I lunged forward, landing the wise-cracking sexist right in jaw. I smiled as his head hit the car.

"Blossom look out!" I turned too late. The other punk socked me in the stomach. Before I could get up, he grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up. I tried to go for a kick in his arm, when suddenly he howled with pain and dropped me. He fell to the ground with a thud. I looked up to see a hooded stranger before me.

"Come on, I already called the cops, these two aren't going anywhere." Nodding, I followed. I could hear the police sirens in the distance. When we were far enough away, Pakkun began yelling.

"It's called dodging, ever heard of it? It keeps you from getting hit in the stomach!"

"Hey Pakkun, why didn't you help?" I asked, clutching my stomach.

"I'm not the fighting type kid, that's your job."

"Oh I can tell just by looking at you."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

The stranger finally cut in. "Cherry Blossom are you alright?" The Stranger asked, not turning around.

"Um yes thank you. Hey are you the Justice Fighter?" I asked. The stranger stiffened and I knew my deduction was correct.

"Yes, but please don't call me that. I hate that name. Call me Wild Fang." I blushed and looked away for a minute. There was something familiar about the voice. It wasn't a girl's voice, that's for sure. I guess the guys were right for once.

"Um hey Wild.. Where did he go?" He was gone. Sighing, I turned homeward. Transformation, talking dogs, strangers appearing out of nowhere to save you, and to think twelve hours ago I was virtually brain dead in English.