A/N: Though I think it fairly obvious, I'd like to point out that I have no affiliation with or ownership of Naruto.
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Now within the city walls the Konoha trio still had a lot to accomplish. Locating the daimyo was their first priority and it should have been their easiest task. However, things aren't always as they seem. Kiba, Ino, and Akamaru had found a small public garden located at the edge of the village, actually located right up against one of the outer walls, from which they intended to get started with their plans. The garden was far from the daimyo's location, secluded, and practically empty, which made it perfect for what they had to do. They walked through the park slowly, Kiba taking in everything he could, noting locations he or an enemy could hide, the positions of the few people strolling around the garden, and all the possible exits should something go wrong he needed to be aware of all his options, while Ino searched methodically for her target, apparently taking more time than a certain Inuzuka thought was necessary.
"Good lord woman," he spat with exasperation. "It's a damn bird, not your soul mate. Just pick one and be done with it. Let's get on with this stupid mission and out of this stupid village. There's like a million birds here, what is so damn hard?"
"It's not as simple as that," Ino said without a hint of aggravation. Kiba was right there was a ridiculous amount of birds in the park, but that was exactly the problem. "These birds aren't native to the area, Kiba. Look at them, this park is filled with exotic birds. Parakeets, cockatiels, parrots, macaws, even peacocks, this is obviously some kind of atrium or bird sanctuary or something. These birds have all been brought in here. I need to find one that's here naturally, I can't go flying around as a bright green and red parrot and expect that nobody will find it suspicious or even try to catch me."
Kiba looked around and noticed she was right, though he hated to admit it. He couldn't find a single bird that wasn't covered with bright flashy plumage. Ino was right, if she put herself in one of their body's she'd be spotted in seconds once she left the park. They needed to find a bird that blended in and he was getting more and more sure that it wouldn't be possible. Kiba sighed and batted away a mosquito that had flown in his face, though he didn't kill it since years of being Shino's teammate had worn off on him, but it did give him an idea.
"Ino?" he asked. "Does it have to be a bird?"
Noticing the swatting of the mosquito she answered, "No, it doesn't have to be a bird, but a mosquito won't work. Their minds are too simple, there's nothing going on in there. My mind would shatter it and we'd both die."
"What if it wasn't a mosquito? Can you do bugs at all?"
"Yeah, I can do bugs, they're not hard," she answered snottily.
"Hehe," Kiba grinned, and Ino knew she'd walked right into it. "If they're not hard, how can you do them? Doesn't sound like it would be much fun."
"Shut up, ass! Did you have a point or were you just setting me up for your lame joke?"
"Sorry, sorry. I do have a point. I just couldn't help myself; it was too perfect to pass up. I didn't even mean to set that up, it just happened, like magic. Man that was great…"
"Well, what the fuck was your point?" Ino interrupted his rambling reminiscence of his lame joke. "I can't use mosquitos and that's all I see around here."
"That's all you see, but their not the only bugs here. You're a ninja, you have to look underneath the underneath," he said while extending his left arm and turning his wrist so that his palm was facing up. A small black bug turned its eyes up at her knowingly. "Would a kikaichu work?"
"Shino's destruction bug? Nobody's ever used one. The kikaichu are exclusive to the Aburame clan, so we've never encountered one we could try it on. But they are known to be extremely intelligent…" Ino grinned at Kiba while nodding her head. "Yeah, I can do it. We'll go over there, out of everyone's sight."
Ino pointed to a patch of grass off the path behind a large willow tree, and the three of them walked over. When they'd gotten closer to the tree Kiba communicated to Akamaru that he should stay in front of the tree to distract any wandering eyes, and to notify him if anyone was coming over their way. Once behind the tree Ino and Kiba sat across from one another cross legged and Ino got ready to perform her mind transfer jutsu. She didn't want to tell Kiba, but she was a little nervous about using it on the kikaichu. Nobody in her clan, or any other clan as far as she knew, had ever tried the jutsu on a destruction beetle because they were telepathically linked to their Aburame hosts. Ino wasn't sure if the sudden switch would affect Shino, and she definitely didn't want to be the cause of a blown cover. She lowered her head and took a deep breath. She let the air out slowly, calming herself and finding her center like Azuma had taught her all those years ago. Now composed, she lifted her eyes to the deep chestnut gaze of her companion. That's when she noticed that now familiar, smirking grin on his face.
"What now?" she demanded.
"You're not wearing any underwear," he said continuously grinning.
"What?"
"You don't have on any panties," he said slowly, over enunciating each word.
Ino stared at him, still confused; of course she didn't have underwear on. They were on a mission, and every good konoichi knows not to wear underwear on a mission. It rides up your ass, giving you an uncomfortable wedgie the whole time. You don't want to be pulling your panties out of your crack in front of your teammates. Not to mention, that the second it takes to do it can be long enough for an enemy to attack. Why didn't Kiba already know this? Choji and Shikamaru had known from the time Ino knew, she'd bitched about the wedgie their entire first mission and never wore panties on an assignment again. Didn't Hinata tell her teammates anything?
"You did this for me didn't you?" Kiba said, still wearing the smirk, but now nodding his head. "I'll admit it Ino, you are an awesome chick. You're always thinking of me, and I'll tell you what I appreciate it. That is a nice view. Very well manicured I must say. Is it just for looking? Or can I give it…"
Thump! It had taken her a minute to decipher what the hell he was talking about, admittedly far too long, and when she had finally realized she was sitting in front of him with no underwear on, cross legged, and wearing a skirt, the pushy bastard had already started reaching his hand toward her panty less nether regions. She whacked him on the forehead.
"I didn't do it for you, ass! Konoichi never wear underwear on missions. I can ride up your butt and ruin your concentration. And if I'd remembered I was wearing a skirt I wouldn't have sat like this. Now let me see the kikaichu and get this over with."
The disappointed Inuzuka held up his best friends destruction bug, and pouted.
"Shintenshin no Jutsu." Ino's fingers flew through the hand signs like it was second nature, and a few seconds later her body fell forward limply into Kiba's lap.
Immediately Ino felt Shino's mind touch her own. However, the extremely sharp kikaichu had known what was going to happen, and already warned its host of the imminent switch, leaving Shino prepared for what was to come. Ino quickly flew through the village to find the daimyo, with Shino now able to direct her telepathically she benefited from his knowledge of the area. He not only directed her to the daimyo, but to the servant who would be bringing the lunch and a suitable spot for the poison as well, cutting down considerably on the time she and Kiba would need to prepare. Unfortunately while she was in the kitchen scoping out the server, a chef noticed her and began swinging wildly with a spatula trying to squash her. He wasn't aiming well but he was extremely quick and Ino found it difficult to dodge his erratic swings. She was unused to maneuvering in her current body and the chef's spatula caught her on his backswing, flinging her across the room to slam into the cement wall, leaving her dizzied and stunned.
Meanwhile, back across town, Kiba was sitting guard over her real body, blissfully unaware anything was amiss, and wishing he wouldn't feel guilty for lifting Ino's shirt. As it was he knew he'd feel like a complete dirt bag if he did, but he really wanted another peak at those amazing breasts of hers.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kiba thought to himself. "It's not like you haven't seen tits before. Oh man, but hers are so nice, just one quick peek, and then I'll leave her alone. No, that would be wrong I can't do it. Ugh, when did I get a conscience? She'll never know, she's not even in her body. Which I guess is why it's wrong."
After arguing with himself for a while, Kiba decided it would be best to just stand guard over her hot little body because he knew it would bother her if she found out he'd looked at her, plus he was pretty sure that when they got out of this shitty town he could convince her to let get a look at them while she was actually in her body. That's when he noticed something about her was a little off. When her body had fallen on him after she'd left it, Kiba had leaned her up against the back of the tree to make it look like she was sitting, however her head lolled to the right and her arms hung limply at her sides, with her wrists bent oddly where her hands met the ground. Kiba mulled over ways of correcting the unnaturalness, maybe he could put her hands in her lap or her pockets.
"Hey, mister! Is she dead?" The booming voice of a small child startled him, and Kiba rocked back on his heels almost falling over. The boy stared up at him incredulously from beneath the brim of a baseball cap. "Is she, mister? Is she dead? I've never seen a dead person before."
"N-no, she she's not dead," Kiba stammered, having been caught off guard. Where the hell was Akamaru, why hadn't he warned his master about this kid? That's when he noticed the big white dog lying on his back getting his belly rubbed by the small boy.
"Then why's she actin like that?" he asked. "Is she drunk? My dad looks like that sometimes when he's drunk. Except, usually he drools too."
Kiba stifled a giggle. "Yeah, she's had a little too much to drink, so I'm trying to keep her hidden until she sobers up. I don't want her to get in trouble, her parents would be really mad if they found out. Would you keep it a secret? Go back to your parents and try to keep them away from this side of the park. I'll give you this," he said, holding up a large canine incisor that he'd taken from his mother's last nin-dog.
"Awesome, mister!" the boy yelled. "I'll definitely keep em out of your way. But I gotta tell you something my dad says, cuz I think you're a pretty nice guy. I know she's pretty, but my dad says it's the pretty ones that ruin your life. They're just bad news, you should always date ugly girls, the pretty ones are way too much trouble. And not for nothin mister, but she's drunk now, and its not even lunch time. So I'd bet my dad's right about this one. She is pretty though."
"Thanks kid, you're probably right," Kiba said, handing him the tooth. "Now get going."
See you later, mister. Nice meetin ya, I really like your dog, he's way better then the girl."
Kiba laughed to himself, thinking about the welt on his forehead he was almost inclined to agree. That was until he remembered watching her get dressed earlier, and then he was sure he disagreed completely. He started day dreaming about the curves of the blonde konoichi's body, when he was jarred by Akamaru's excited barking. A large older man with a giant bloated belly hanging over his pants was huffing and puffing as he stomped his way over to their hiding spot.
"What are you doing over there boy? You hiding a drunken girl over here?" the bulbous balding man yelled irately.
Kiba knew there was no way he'd be able to convince this guy Ino was drunk, and he couldn't get to the nearest exit fast enough carrying her. So he did the only thing he could think of. He pushed Ino's body to the ground and climbed on top of her. Straddling her thighs with his own, he used his left hand to prop her head up, and kissed her inanimate lips, while groping her breast with his right.
Ino looked up at the man with the spatula and saw him hurrying over to finish the job. She tried to get away but she was too discombobulated and her body wouldn't do what she wanted it to.
"Ino, release the jutsu. My kikaichu won't be disoriented and can get away. If you stay, both of you will die." She heard Shino's voice in her head and knew he was right.
"Release."
Suddenly she was back in her body, but something was terribly wrong. She was pinned down unable to move, something was in her mouth, making it difficult for her to breathe, and she could feel someone roughly grabbing her breast. She couldn't get air, she was being choked. No, she was being kissed, however poorly; it was definitely a tongue in her mouth. She tried to push away, but the second her assailant felt resistance he immediately stopped and pulled himself off of her. Ino looked up to see Kiba run his hand through his wild hair and mouth to her, "I'll explain later."
An instant later an incredibly fat sweaty man with a receding hairline came blustering up to them reeking of body odor and waving his fist around.
"There is no fornicating in this park you two. This is a public place and people take their families here. I thought it was bad enough when I heard that little boy telling a squirrel he'd just seen a lady so drunk she was passed out before noon, but then I come over here to see you, young lady, letting this boy put his hands all over you. Honestly, girls these days should show a little more restraint. Have you no decency? No shame?"
Ino was fuming. Not only had she just been manhandled, but now this guy was saying it was her fault.
"Are you saying this is entirely my fault sir?" she asked, biting back the urge to call him a fat piece of shit and punch him in the face.
"Absolutely young lady! If I should even be calling you a lady. Ladies don't behave in such a lascivious manner," the man roared, and Kiba started snickering. "Look at this boy, he's a mess, he's got scruffy hair, dirty clothes, and tattoos on his face. How is he supposed to resist a girl who looks like you? He'll never get a chance like this again. It's not possible for him to withstand your charms. So, it's up to you to stop him."
This time it was Ino who snickered.
"Man, I'll have you know that I get tons of hot chicks all the time. And I can certainly control myself if I want to," the Inuzuka barked. "I'm a fucking good looking guy, maybe I'm a little dirty right now, but women find me sexy, so shut the hell up!"
"His blustering only proves my point," the man said to Ino, ignoring Kiba's outburst. "He can't control himself around you. Especially while your wearing that little skirt. It's an invitation for disaster. It's completely impossible for him to restrain himself or his hormones while you're walking around in that. I'm just offering some friendly advice, if you want to keep this guy off you, you can't be wearing a little skirt like that. It's indecent anyway; girls should be wearing much more when they go out of the house."
"Thanks for the advice sir," Ino replied through gritted teeth.
"Thanks my ass," Kiba shouted. "What is with people in this place giving advice? First that little kid, now this guy, who's next? Just leave us the hell alone."
"You're welcome, young lady," the man said to Ino, choosing again to ignore the now livid Inuzuka, he bowed and left the two of them to sour out their differences on their own.
"Don't listen to that guy, Ino. I can control myself around you. I was only doing that because I couldn't move your body out of here quick enough and I didn't want to explain why your body wouldn't move. Otherwise I would never have done that."
"Oh? Too gentlemanly to take advantage of me?"
"Hell no! I'm not a gentleman. But I prefer my women to be full participants in the action. If you're catatonic its no fun for me," he said giving her that grin she was starting to be quite fond of.
"Oh yeah, I forgot, you get tons of hot chicks right?"
"Hehe…" Kiba laughed nervously. "I was just saying that. I haven't been with that many women."
Kiba felt flustered. This was not how he wanted the day to go. Back when the day started he was sure by the end of it he'd wind up naked somewhere with his cute blond partner, but that idea was quickly fading. He'd wanted their mission to go great, and their night to go even better, and he certainly hadn't wanted the first time he kissed Ino to end up like that.
"Wait," he thought to himself. "Saying the 'first' time indicates that you think there's going to be other times. So not only do I plan on kissing her once, but I plan on doing it multiple times. What the hell is going on with me? Why do I care if the kiss was lousy, usually I don't even care is I cum before a girl gets off, suddenly I don't want to disappoint one with a bad kiss? It's this damn girl, she must have bewitched me."
Ino watched him as he struggled to explain himself, tripping over his own words and getting more and more flustered in the process. She found him to be so adorable and almost endearing as he stumbled over his explanation.
"So anyway, in closing, Ino, I would never have chosen to kiss you at such a time, when you couldn't kiss me back."
"You mean like now?" she asked, catching the nape of his neck, pulling him close. Her mouth settled on his and her lips were warm and inviting. Kiba used his tongue to push them open, deepening the intensifying kiss. Ino felt sparks ignite and leap across her skin and butterflies dance within her stomach. While Kiba was glad, and not for the first time, that Ino let passion rule her life as his own heart rate soared and he wished he could stay there, in that moment, forever, just kissing her.
