DISCLAIMER: The copyrights of the company who owns Naruto are duly acknowledged. I know there may be some argument about Naruto and Hinata pairing up, or about punk rock existing, but think of this… it's sixty years. A LOT can happen in sixty years. Now keep reading, this just gets better and better.
NARUTO: THE HYUUGA INTRIGUE
Chapter 3: The Oni
"They said they were assassins, sir," The Chuunin held at knifepoint explained, stuttering, "So I threw a kunai. Then this girl grabbed me and the other three attacked. It was over in seconds, sir."
Naruto scanned the room, looking into the eyes of each of the Oni. Hinata rushed in, having heard the commotion.
"We were defending ourselves, Hokage-sama." explained Sweat.
"Byakugan them." Naruto commanded. Hinata did so.
"He's telling the truth, Naruto." She said.
"Release them," Naruto commanded, "they were acting on impulse."
Tears withdrew her kunai, and pushed the Chuunin away. He tripped on his own feet and fell on his face. The bonds of clotted blood around the Jounin dissolved into dust, and Blood removed his foot. Toil sheathed his Dai-Katana. The receptionist snapped out of shock. "F-four shinobi… h-h-here to see you s-s-sir…" she stuttered.
The Hokage grinned devilishly. "In my office, please."
"I would like to start out by apologizing for my guards' behavior. All four were very green and edgy. Now I would like to get to know you guys, because I happen to have a very important task to appoint you to. First off I would like to know each of your names and powers. Let's start with you Toil, I know who you are."
Toil spoke up. "As you know, I'm a non-chakra-user and I left here when Master Lee died. Since I was skilled with swords, I decided to go around the world and learn every swordfighting style in the world. I even traveled to the Barbarian lands to learn the Double-Sword Dervish style. About two years ago, after I returned here, I decided that it would be a good idea to start a freelance ninja squad. A little notoriety later, here we are."
Blood spoke next. "I'm from a family with a strange bloodline ability. Our charka system somehow generates extra blood, and we have the ability to use charka to exploit this blood in combat. There are some very interesting things you can do with the stuff, liquid or coagulated. It also adds a healing factor, because we can easily patch up wounds that would normally cause death by blood poisoning. I grew up in the Country of Wave, and went to the Hidden city of Mist to receive general training as a shinobi, but they wouldn't take me because my bloodline was banned from the city a long time ago when people were superstitious. So I stole their scrolls and trained myself. Then Toil and Sweat found me when they were starting the Oni and I joined them."
"You remind me of me a little." Said Naruto. "What about you, in the suit?"
"Well they call me Sweat," he responded, "but you can call me Kensuke or Ken, Hokage-sama. I'm from the country of Wave as well, also from a taboo bloodline. My family has the ability to perspire a neurotoxin similar to that of some poisonous frogs through our pores. We use chakra to control this poison, and only use it during battle. You should know that about one in nine thousand is immune to this poison, besides our family. Anyway, I received training from an Elite teacher hired by my family, which actually owns a powerful business, we manufacture air fresheners. Anyway I went out to be a shinobi because business didn't interest me, and Toil and I met on a mission in a city in Water country. We clicked, and we decided to form our own freelance squad."
Just then, Hinata, walked in with a tray. "Would anyone like some tea?" All five nodded. "And here is your Misu Ramen, Naruto." Naruto thanked her. She set down the tray on Naruto's desk and handed out teacups. Before she left, she whispered something in Naruto's ear, glancing at Tears. "Is that so?" Naruto exclaimed loudly, grinning at Tears. Hinata then excused herself and left the room.
"Alright then. First I am going to explain your mission, and then I would like to speak to the young lady," Naruto said, grinning like a pervert, "In private."
The Oni looked at Tears. "Do whatever he says." Blood joked, nudging her. She slapped him across his face.
Naruto began, readying a Manila folder he had prepared. "You four may have heard of the Hyuuga clan, who are very powerful around here."
"The Byakugan." Blood interrupted proudly.
"Yes." Naruto continued, "Don't interrupt me. I'm the Hokage, you know. Anyway, they have been having some problems recently." He explained the recent history of the Hyuuga clan and passed out a file on Kamui. "I am very worried that this man is going to cause trouble. As a result, I am assigning the four of you to investigate Kamui, and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble. Also, since you guys seem to be involved in the punk scene, I want you to get to know this boy, and stick around with him." Naruto passed another folder around, starting with Blood.
"Hey!" Blood exclaimed, seeing the picture, "This is that boy we met on the street!" The other three Oni leaned over to look. Sure enough, there was a picture of Hyuuga Tenshi, staring with that same proud smile.
"He's actually a good kid." Naruto commented. "I like his hair, it reminds me of the third Hokage's. Anyhow, he's an upstanding member of Konoha's punk community. He has a well-renowned band, as well as having been a Chuunin since a young age. I actually happen to like their music. Once in awhile I drop in on their concerts."
The four Oni were surprised. "The old geezer isn't that bad," they thought.
"So do you accept the mission?" Naruto asked. They accepted and discussed a price to be paid when Konoha was paid by the Sand or their allies.
"I need you to protect him," Naruto continued, "make sure no attempts on his life succeed. This may be a mission that has constant action, or it may be the most uneventful ever. I don't know, but I do know that in a week, Kamui is returning. You have until then to establish connections. Don't tell anyone that you are on this mission. In fact, I am going to have my guards on the lookout for you, and tell them that I reprimanded you for making trouble and turned you away. Use force only if necessary, but don't you dare kill them. This should also ingratiate you with the punks. Now I am going to have my guards make a scene about escorting you out. Good luck. You may all leave except for Tears."
They left, and Tears remained, uncomfortable.