Hey guys, a good friend of mine requested me to do a story where I put myself in Avatar, the last airbender. Since he is just that awesome, I have accepted. Reid, I hope you have enjoyed reading this so far, and that you enjoy your request.

Chapter Seven: First mission: Information Retrieval, part one

Moriko stood before the Hokage, her stance casual but somewhat tense. She had already counted at least six hidden ninja in the room and their attentiveness on her was a bit unnerving. It was to be expected, since she was in the same room as their leader. "Hokage-sama." The elderly man looked up from his paperwork. "I was informed that you wanted to see me." He reached under his desk and pulled out a scroll, sliding it across the desk's surface toward her. "I have an information retrieval mission I need you to take part of." Moriko opened it, skimming through the contents. "So basically, myself and a cell of three others are crashing a party and I'm supposed to seduce him?" "Pretty much." "So, I need to 'distract' him while the others search the house. I'm just telling you now; I'm not sleeping with him." Sarutobi chuckled. "That won't be necessary. You just need to keep him distracted so the team won't have many complications."

She nodded, tucking the scroll away. "Hokage-san. I know that I'm going to miss Naruto's graduation, so would you mind giving this to him for me." She handed him a small package. The hokage nodded, accepting it from her. "I've already briefed the others. I told them you would be under a henge, to protect your identity of course, so they shouldn't ask questions. Pack enough for six days, as well as a nice dress, this is a high-class party, after all." "Yes, Hokage-san." She bowed politely, leaving the office and transported to her apartment. Moriko walked into her bedroom, grabbing her backpack from a corner; stuffing it with clothes, weapons, poisons (just in case), etc. She sighed, she had absolutely no idea what to look for in a dress. Then, she perked up remembering something.

Flashback

Moriko sighed, flipping through the pages of a book. She had absolutely no idea what to do for the next two hours. Naruto was in class, preparing for his graduation final, Iruka was teaching Naruto and helping him and the others prepare for the final, Sarutobi was busy. They were really the only people she knew here. She adjusted the crimson colored forehead protector attached to her belt, ensuring it wouldn't fall off. "Hey." Moriko turned to see a woman with long black hair and red eyes. The woman glanced at her headband. "So it's true, I thought Gai was just telling stories when he told me you joined Konoha. My name is Kurenai." The woman held out her hand. Moriko grasped it, shaking her hand firmly. "You can call me 'Red' for now." Kurenai smiled, releasing her hand. "Well, Red, if you need anything, let me know. You're a fellow shinobi now." The woman smiled, giving her a last wave before leaving.

Moriko sighed. If she remembered correctly, Kurenai usually hung out in a nearby dango shop. Hopping out of her window, she leapt over a few nearby buildings and entered the shop. Scanning the room, which had gone eerily silent, she spotted the dark haired woman at the bar. "Kurenai-san." The woman turned, smiling brightly. "Hey, Red. Did you need something?" She chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah. Uh.. eheh. Well, Hokage- san is sending me on a mission and I need some….. clothing advise." Kurenai laughed. "I'm part of the three-man cell on your mission, Red. Let me pay real quick, and we can go."

"So, what kind of dress are you looking at?" Moriko sighed, adjusting her mask to allow her to bite her thumb. "That a habit?" "What?" "Biting your thumb." "Yeah, it helps me think." She was silent for a few minutes. "So?" "I have absolutely no idea, Kurenai-san." Kurenai sighed. Well, henge into your disguise so we know what size to look for." Moriko stepped into a nearby changing room, peeling off her cloak, mask, and voice modulator. She changed her facial structure to a slightly sharper look, her hair to a light crimson waist-length ponytail, and her eyes a light baby-blue. She kept her figure, since it wasn't like anyone knew what she really looked like. She walked back out. Kurenai glanced over, smiling in approval. "Well, a forest green would be a nice color…"