"Has my mother agreed to this?" Naruto asked Obi-Wan. "I mean, I'm all for helping protect the leader of Mandalore, but I'm not sure about that."

"Duchess Satine has, reluctantly, agreed to this; it was your mother's idea and Senator Organa is allowing this operation. The chancellor has also agreed to allow you to impersonate a Senator."

"Okay. This should be easy." Naruto was nervous; any plan that the Chancellor approved of was bound to be... Dangerous, to say the least. She didn't trust him. "Master, I do have to tell you something, though."

"What is it?" Obi-Wan, at least, was willing to listen to her.

"Deidara has been working on a new type of starfighter... For us, the Republic." Naruto looked hopefully at the master. "Will you speak to Master Yoda?"

"Of course," Obi-Wan said. "Can you transmit the plans?"

"No," Naruto shook her head. "It's risky enough telling you that the plans exist, especially in this type of communication."

"I see," Obi-Wan nodded. "I shall speak to Master Yoda; in the meantime, you get to these coordinates." He sent a set of coordinates. "The Separatists might be planning something with the Death Watch."

"Jango and I took out the Death Watch leader, though, to protect Duchess Satine," Naruto frowned.

"When was this?" Obi-Wan asked, raising an eyebrow.

Naruto chuckled sheepishly. "When I was Master Qui-Gon's apprentice, I was gone for a day or two longer than I thought? Brought back truffles? I mean, that was before I found the gloriousness that was ramen, so..." Naruto practically salivated at the thought of the food from her homeland.

Obi-Wan facepalmed. "I'll send a message for Anakin to come, as well."

Naruto nodded. "Alright, Master. I'll see you there."

~:~

Itachi listened to Xizor's orders, and chose the only one on the list with a smaller bounty, and one he knew was a Republic traitor.

After he was done, he exited the room, Naruto looking worried.

"Okay, I changed our destination because I have to meet a master on a ship that's headed to Mandalore," she hurriedly told him. "I'm sorry, but K-45 was eager to help after listening in... And I also kind of need something that looks Senator-ish. Elaborate. Stupid elaborate."

Itachi blinked at her.

"I have a mission on board a Senatorial vessel," he said smoothly. "You're lucky I do actually have clothes for this occasion."

~:~

Naruto tilted her head at K-45.

"I have often heard the term Itachi is like a girl in regards to his dressing," K-45 said flatly, "but you do not take nearly as much time as Itachi does when dressing for a part."

Spark beeped his agreement.

"I don't take that long because I've had to dress in smaller clothes than this." Vividly recalling one of hers and Qui-Gon's adventures that had dealt with a Twi'leki space tour group that one Twi'lek had uncovered a slaving conspiracy with, Naruto recalled that Qui-Gon had been forced to dress as a girl and had been forced to shave his beard. Also, fake chest.

Naruto had mentally despaired at the members of the other races that were so drunk they couldn't tell a fake chest from a real one.

(Naruto conveniently always forgot that she had had to wear heels and a fake chest. At least she had the face for a girl.)

In the end it turned out it was a set up by the Hutts. Either way, the Jedi had gained a small portion of the credits the tour group got, Qui-Gon was allowed to grow his beard out again, and Naruto was left with painful memories of her mentor pretending to be a girl.

Now, Itachi - she was sure that Itachi could pull off a female Senator look if he wanted to. Let his hair down and it would be fine.

She let out a snicker, unable to help it.

"Why are you laughing?" K-45 asked. If he could frown, Naruto was certain K-45 would be frowning.

"Itachi, Itachi, let down your hair!" she replied... Then bursting into giggles again at the thought of Itachi being Rapunzel, a woman in a children's tale that she'd read upon Qui-Gon's recommendation at the beginning of her being his Padawan. "It's a fairytale about a human woman with magic hair," she told K-45 with a grin still on her face. "Look it up on the HoloNet."

"That I shall do," K-45 responded. Spark snorted, telling K-45 he had all-access to the HoloNet and therefore knew more than K-45.

K-45 hit his top.

Naruto was currently dressed in robes that were nothing like her Jedi ones. They were Alterian formal clothes, according to Itachi, and would serve her well. Her hair was artfully messy.

Itachi appeared, still in blue and black - but with the addition of a small headpiece that had a leaf symbol on it.

"Wear this," he said, handing her an orange and blue headpiece with the same headpiece. "It grants authenticity. Also, put a Force Illusion over your ears and tail."

Naruto looked down. "I don't know how to do anything like that without covering my entire body," she admitted, kind of embarrassed.

"It's easy." She hated how his voice sounded so understanding. "Just think of your tail and ears being invisible."

Naruto thought. Hard. Using the Force, she felt a cool feeling press over her ears and tail.

"Good. You got it."

Naruto smiled as she looked in a mirror and didn't see them.

"We're docking," K-45 said. "I request that you two do not do anything idiotic. I would rather not be stuck with this moron for the rest of my life." The droid kicked Spark.

Naruto snorted. "Got a little more personality since last time."

"Itachi erases my databanks occasionally while keeping them on a personal data drive." K-45 turned to stare at Naruto. "I would indeed think I have retained some of the personality I have from being around Itachi for as many years as I have."

Naruto smiled. "I'm glad. I think."

"Making friends, K-45?" Itachi asked the droid.

K-45 stared at Itachi for a moment. "We're docked." He turned, completely ignoring Itachi's question. The two moved to the end of the ramp.

"I'm your personal guard," Itachi said, standing on the ramp. "You know Anakin and Obi-Wan personally because -"

"I know my own backstory," Naruto hissed with a smile on her face, waiting for Obi-Wan. "I'm Senator Naruko. Believe it or not, I've actually impersonated a Senator before. A Coruscanti Senator, but a Senator nonetheless."

The door opened.

Anakin's greeting died in his throat; he looked half-impressed, half-horrified.

"Master Jedi," Naruto said, smiling a polite, reserved smile. "Forgive us for being late. You have my deepest apologies."

"No problem," Anakin replied, smiling a little. "Senator, the Duchess wishes to greet you personally to thank you for your aid."

"Very well, Master Jedi. Please lead on."