Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Summary: Between love and duty, an undercover agent finds herself caught in a dangerous game between three notorious gang leaders of Konoha. Alternate universe.
Kakashi. Asuma. Genma. x Kurenai.
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Shoot Me Down
By: kamenbutoukai
Chapter 2 - Mysterious / Fushigi
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Kurenai pulled her black sports car into her parking space at headquarters. She changed into her usual attire of a tight long-sleeved, ruby shirt and dark, shapeless pants. Her black sneakers were untied, and her charcoal, layered hair was no longer straight, but messy and uncontrolled. The cosmetics were removed, which gave her the natural appearance she wore for the past eleven years.
Kurenai jogged to the front entrance and gave her report about the successful mission to the front desk.
She walked to the right and slid a card into the security device. The scarlet-eyed woman continued down the corridor until she reached the only remaining door on the left.
Cameras enveloped the passageway and they were all directing their lens at her.
Taking no notice of them, Kurenai knocked three times and entered herself in.
She leisurely closed the door and turned around to make eye contact with her two bosses, Morino Ibiki and Tsunade-hime.
Ibiki sported a black bandanna over his bald head. Everyone knew, however, that there were several rough scars advanced across his scalp because of some gangster he was trying to fight.
There was a scar on the right side of his face, which ran from his underneath his eye to beneath his ear. Another streak progressed from his left eye, past his mouth, and stopped at the bottom of his lip.
His tall stature was constantly covered with a thick, black trench coat, even on the hot days of summer, and extra heavy army boots.
His face expressions were always bitter and somber. If he ever truly laughed, it would have horrified the lights out of anyone who witnessed that moment, even if he was a thirty-two year old.
Morino Ibiki had a sense of dark humor, however. He'd joke about how he would torture a convict to the max until he got what information he wanted, since his job was frequently to interrogate the prisoners.
Naturally, no one wanted to listen to what he would specifically do to the captive, so no one ever asked how severe his ordeal would go.
His threatening presence just screamed, "Talk or I'll gouge your eyes out." Morino Ibiki was capable of doing that if he really had the desire to do so.
Another highly regarded person within the Konoha agent squad would be Tsunade. She was physically powerful, and she was an influential communicator between the government and the squad.
She sat on the right side of the table with a fist supporting her chin. Her tan eyes appeared indolent, and her flaxen hair was always tied back into two low ponytails.
Tsunade was particularly legendary with the men because of her enormous chest size and her everlasting cravings for alcohol. Without a doubt, there was a cup of sake enclosed in her hand at that moment.
She adorned a beige Japanese top, which resembled a kimono, and a black band of fabric held it together. Large amounts of cleavage were still in sight, however. A pair of small shorts covered little of her legs, which exposed her bare, smooth skin. Her high heels completed the look that made virtually every man go mad.
Despite her look as a thirty year old, Maito Gai secretly told Kurenai that she was a fifty year old.
Speaking of Gai...well there wasn't much to say about Gai, except for that fact that he was deeply optimistic about his job...He went to the extremes for about just anything. If he failed a mission, he would do all these crazy things, such as running around the city or doing one hundred finger push-ups.
He was always dressed in...a freakish spandex, green suit with yellow leg warmers. He also wore a red belt and a bowl, mushroom hair cut that looked like a slippery wig.
Gai had this...peculiar smile that made everyone shudder each time they see it. His bleached teeth was so dazzling, it could have flashed the life out of the people. It went 'PING!' each time he exploded a grin on his face. And his 'good guy' pose was ridiculous, which was integrated with a thumbs-up sign and a wink of an eye.
Despite the overall eccentricity that came from Gai's behaviour, he was an exceedingly reliable agent who always got the job done.
He was recognized for his outstanding speed, and of course for his smile that went 'PING!'
It was awkward to believe that he was twenty-five, the same age as Kurenai.
The last two occupants of the room were Nara Shikamaru and Gekkou Hayate, the two youngest agents within the squad.
Nara Shikamaru was a mastermind with an IQ over two hundred.
In reality, he was forced to become a member of the Konoha agent squad because he hacked into the system and stole massive amounts of information about the agents. But he thought it was a decent idea to join because he had nothing else to do with life, since it was too troublesome for him to actually search for employment.
Shikamaru was a seventeen year old teenage living through serious issues with life. His parents passed away when he was a child, and graduating from high school was not really a significant event for Shikamaru.
He was an intellectual kid, but he thought everything as 'too troublesome.' Even at this moment, he was sound asleep with saliva creating a minor puddle on the table.
Kurenai thought that his hair bore a resemblance to a pineapple, and he always had this scowl on his face. Shikamaru was the most nonchalant agent she ever been acquainted with.
He wore a loose, light green t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. His feet were covered with tan boots that banged against the floor every time he moved.
As Kurenai observed him, he twitched between times and groaned about how 'this was too troublesome.'
Gekkou Hayate could be seen as equally relaxed...just a little more contagious. Hayate seemed to have some kind of illness that could never be cured.
His eyes had black bags underneath, and his face was nauseatingly colorless
Kurenai has known him for at least two years now, and seeing him coughing was a regular occurrence throughout the times she worked with him.
Hayate was just three years younger than Kurenai, but he was still simply two inches shorter than her. He had hair that was shaggy and brown, which reached just above his shoulders.
Hayate was dressed in a pair of casual jeans and a loose Nike shirt. He pulled a black cap over his hair and coughed a few more times.
Kurenai noiselessly bowed to them and took the seat next to Hayate, who was sitting on the left side of the oak table.
Hayate acknowledged her presence by nodding his head and giving a subtle grin. Seconds later, he broke into a fit of coughs. He swiftly bent down and covered his mouth with a fist.
"Yuuhi, I believe Mitarashi has already told you that I'm going to be giving you a new assignment."
Kurenai gazed at Ibiki's eyes and couldn't help but shudder just a little bit because of the strength of his gaze. She kept her impassive face in place, nonetheless.
"About that...I was wondering if you could perhaps give it to Anko. I just finished one, and I think I deserve at least a break," Kurenai said. Her voice was rather hushed, and it seemed not as confident.
Tsunade raised a delicate eyebrow and swirled her sake cup before taking a sip.
"Gotta take a holiday with a hot boyfriend?" she asked mischievously.
Kurenai felt a rush of blood come up to her cheeks, which she fought down miraculously.
She slapped her hands onto the table and pointed a finger at Tsunade.
"I don't have a boyfriend and you know it! I just want a break from this agent business since you guys keep giving me this shit about undercover crap!"
Kurenai took a deep breath and slumped back into her chair.
Shikamaru and Hayate exchanged amused looks, and Ibiki's forehead had numerous creases.
Ibiki wordlessly took a laptop from his briefcase and set it on top of the table. He typed in a few passwords and slid the electronic in front of Kurenai.
"I don't give a fuck about your need for a vacation. Right now, you have a duty to carry out, and I expect you to finish it." he ordered in a solemn voice.
Hayate coughed a few more times, then rested his head on his arms, which were placed on the table.
"I think Kurenai is right. You've been making her work non-stop for the past six months. Maybe you should hand the task over to Anko. All she's been doing is drinking beer using money that is supposed to be used for weaponry."
Hayate spoke for the first time, and his voice sounded hoarse and raspy.
Shikamaru looked out the window and exhaled noisily.
"Anko is too troublesome. In a mission, she creates problems that are more troublesome than herself. I think this entire mission is troublesome."
"I agree…about the Anko stuff. Mitarashi is too...out of control. She generates danger not only for her own well-being, but for the communities of Konoha," said Tsunade.
She turned her back against them. "I don't trust her enough."
"Anko would be brilliant for the job! Her flames of youth are BLAZING, DAMN IT! It should keep burning! Like the vigorous fire of a phoenix!" Gai stood up with 'flames' in his eyes and in his 'good guy' pose.
Everyone sweat dropped with exception of Ibiki.
"No, this is Kurenai's mission and my decision is final," he said. "Look at the screen."
Kurenai turned her attention to the screen, which read three names.
'Hatake Kakashi, Sarutobi Asuma and Shiranui Genma...?'
She looked at Ibiki with a bewildered expression.
"I don't know who these people are."
"There are three gangs within the city of Konoha who have influenced the ways of the citizens. Just yesterday, they merged to become a single gang to rule all of Konoha. The odd thing is that they don't have a gang name. We call them the Unknown, nonetheless."
Morino cast a side glance in the direction of Kurenai.
"Your job is to go undercover as a waitress in the tavern that only they have admittance. Find out what their intentions are in becoming a solitary gang. As soon as you can acquire their trust, obtain as much information as possible."
"I'm concerned though. If these three men are the ones who have affected Konoha, doesn't that mean that cough they are tremendously dangerous?" asked Hayate.
"To the max. If they all united, there is a substantial increase in how much they can do," replied Shikamaru with a slight frown. "They are quite troublesome if you ask me."
Kurenai knit her eyebrows together as if she was trying to figure out the answer to a brain teaser.
"Why me though? Why not any other agent who is actually willing to accept this mission?"
"Because Kurenai, me and Morino trust you. We believe that using a woman would be better to gain the trust of these leaders, and you have more skill as an undercover than most of the other agents here," Tsunade responded.
"Your job is on it. If you don't agree to do this, then you will return your badge to me and walk out that door as a coward. Or you can accept this mission with dignity," Ibiki said.
He always had a way to manipulate people's minds. WRONG! He likes to blackmail.
Kurenai pursed her lips, and then finally gave in.
"Fine...I'll do it. But you guys better give me a long ass vacation after this!"
"That's the determination Yuuhi-san! Let your youthfulness finally kick in! YOSH!"
Once again, everyone, apart from Ibiki, sweat dropped at Gai.
"Morino-san and Tsunade-san won't be here for a while; they have to go negotiate with the government in order to accept new agents. Gai has a mission in Korea...-cough- but me and Shikamaru will be here to help you," Hayate said. "Shikamaru is in charge of all the cameras and mouthpieces in the bar, and I'm here to back you up if you need any help."
Kurenai nodded in understanding.
"That's…spanking."
Tsunade gave her a folder which had the words "confidential" written with big, bold letters.
"This has the information you require to know about the assignment and the three gang leaders. It will have your false past history and identity," she explained. "There are no images of the three you're in search of, but we know where to find them."
"Remember your training and keep your head up. This meeting is dismissed."
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Kurenai pushed on the gas petal after the lights switched to green. She felt extremely frazzled and jittery at the moment.
'I have to go undercover again? This SUCKS!' she mentally screamed.
'And I have to become a supposed friend with THREE gang leader...THREE, DAMN IT! Gang leaders are morons...They are overconfident men, who have massive egos. They think they are so cool with their big guns and --- crap...I have no dinner tonight...'
Kurenai turned sharply into the convenience store and parked her car. When she got out, Kurenai thought she caught a glimpse of a brown haired man walking into the store.
'Who's out at this hour...besides me?' she thought. Kurenai looked at her watch, which read '12:16am.' When she looked back up, he was no longer there.
'Maybe it's just my imagination...'
Kurenai shrugged and walked into the store with her folder in hand.
She selected about 3 pasta dinner boxes and a small number of cans of pop.
When she got out the convenience store, Kurenai became aware of the minor raindrops trickling onto her head. Then it abruptly rain heavily, making her clothes cling to her skin.
Placing the folder underneath her shirt, Kurenai hurried to her car and reached into her pockets to get her keys.
She felt no coldness of the metal in her fingers, nor did she hear the jingle keys made when they clash against each other. There was nothing in the pocket.
Kurenai's eyes widened as she peered into her car. Her keys were in the car!
"Excellent…I'm locked out of my own car, the only spare key is at my house, and it's pouring buckets out here..."
Kurenai abandoned her grocery bag and the folder on the cement ground, and cursed at the sky with fists pointing upwards. She could no longer control the anger that was held in her a few hours prior to the meeting.
After making her voice hoarse from all the screaming, Kurenai bent down to pick up her belongings. But unexpectedly, it was no longer raining. She tilted her head in puzzlement when she noticed that it was still raining...but not on top of her.
The only thing on her...was a silhouette.
Kurenai raised her body to collide with the brown-haired man she saw previously.
She gazed in his idle, chestnut eyes, which held concealed amusement in them. There was grin playing on his lips, and some sort of a pointed, sharp object sticking out of his mouth. He wore a black headband over his shoulder-length caramel locks. His body adorned a shady leather jacket with loose-fitting jeans.
She became aware that they were standing almost the same height, but he was just a few inches taller. Kurenai also noticed the close proximity between their bodies.
In the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his arm holding up an umbrella, shielding her from the cold rain.
Kurenai looked back at his face with slight uneasiness. She faced the ground and bowed a little bit.
"Umm...thank you..." Her voice was raspy from the prior screaming.
"No need to thank, just helpin' out a beautiful lady such as yourself."
His voice was like a silk sheet binding every inch of her body.
The mysterious man grasped Kurenai's hand and enclosed her fingers onto the handle of the umbrella. He took her left hand and placed a delicate kiss on it, then vanished into the drizzling darkness.
Kurenai blinked a few times before digesting what actually happened to her.
Some stranger gave her an umbrella and kissed her hand!
She gazed up to the sky, which was pouring its tears out, before heading out home in stunned silence.
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As she took paced steps into her residence, Kurenai felt rather animated inside.
The last time she felt like an actual young woman was in tenth grade during high school
'Too many bad experiences...' she thought. Kurenai hasn't fallen out of the tomboy chapter yet, and it was awkward to believe that she has hit the bottom just because of a kiss!
Kurenai flushed. The warmth of the stranger's hand remained on hers.
The rain pounded onto her window harder than ever, and the wind swayed the trees in her backyard back and forth.
She put the spare key to her home back to it place. Kurenai set one of the dinner boxes in her microwave and opened a pop can. She looked out the window as she took a sip, and the red traffic light glared at her.
She turned to face the kitchen table. Her folder of information was placed in the middle of the candles surrounding it. As she walked towards, all the electricity lights unexpectedly went out, and the room went pitch black.
Kurenai kept calm as she moved her hands against the table to look for the candles. When she finally got a hold of then, lit them and opened the folder.
Yuuhi Kurenai,
-Go undercover as a waitress at the exclusive bar called "The Cell."
-Obtain information on the whole gang, particularly the three leaders
-Gain their trust
Alias
Name: Kurenai Yue
Age: 25
Education: Graduated from Konoha University with average marks
Family: Parents deceased at the age of 11, no siblings or relatives
Past: Has been living with a foster parent who got into a car accident at the age of 19, lived alone since
Former Job: waitress at Sushi Restaurant
New residence: Apartment 3 on Main Street
Do not bring possessions from your 'former life,' new belongings are already set in the new apartment.
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Objectives
Name: Sarutobi Asuma
Age: 26
Height: 6"3
Weight: 180 lbs
Blood type: O
Birthday: October 18
Description: spiked brown hair, dark brown eyes
Known for: Knuckle knives
Past: Not available
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Name: Shiranui Genma
Age: 27
Height: 5"11
Weight: 157 lbs
Blood type: A
Birthday: July 17
Description: shoulder-length brown hair, hazel eyes
Known for: the use of sharp weapons, mainly senbons
Past: Not available
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Name: Hatake Kakashi
BEEP! BEEP!
The sound of a truck made Kurenai jump from her chair and drop the folder onto the floor. Her heart raced as she regained her relaxed composure.
She examined outside the window to see what was currently occurring on the street.
Across the road, Kurenai saw a man commencing his path to cross.
His backside crouched over just a bit, and silvery tresses bent over his face, which was facing the ground. He was dressed in a long trench coat that reached the ground, and a pair of black cargo pants. The person had difficulty standing up, and his right hand was pressed against his ribs. His left hand held onto the pole for support.
Kurenai scrutinized her eyes to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.
Surely enough, he was an existent person.
She dashed out the kitchen and thrust the door open.
It was challenging to see through the rain, but the illumination of the truck's headlights was approaching more rapidly. Kurenai stopped across the street from the man and wildly waved her arms.
"Hey! Are you alright!" she yelled.
The man didn't react nor did he acknowledge that he heard her. Instead, he continued to take strides across the road
Kurenai looked to her left to see the truck heading towards the stranger. Then she looked back at the man with wide eyes.
"Stay back or you're going to get hit!" Kurenai screamed. The man paid no attention.
Crap!
Kurenai sprinted to the man with her outstretched arms.
Just before the truck hit the man, Kurenai grabbed him and heaved his body to the sidewalk.
She slid against the pavement on her side with the man in her grip. Her body collided with the wall behind.
Kurenai breathed heavily as she felt pain spread throughout her body. Her red shirt was ripped; her arm and ribs had deep scrapes on them. Kurenai could feel her legs throbbing with soreness. There were a million stars encircling her head as she felt the rush of icy raindrops down her cheek.
When she sensed the man's breath within her embrace, Kurenai peeked down at his head, which was buried in her stomach. Whenever she took breath, his head moved with the same motion of her stomach.
He slowly raised his head and connected his eyes with Kurenai.
The man had a piece of black cloth concealing the lower features of his face. A lone, piercing black orb gazed at her, and his glistening silver hair hid his other eye. Kurenai took her hand and carefully brushed the tresses out of his face. It exposed a crimson eye, darker than hers, that had a cut between his upper lid to beneath the eye.
He observed her face expressions with fierce intensity, and his breathe could be heard from beneath the mask.
The rain continued to gush on them. They both stayed in their positions. Her arms around his body, and his body on hers.
Kurenai gradually felt awkward.
'Not the most comfortable situation...but oh well...'
Ignoring the pain, she began to sit up. She held on the man tightly, not letting him fall from her arms. Kurenai looked at his side, where he was pressing his hand on.
There was a puddle of dark blood forming from his wound onto her shirt. Kurenai looked at his eyes, which were slowly drooping with slumber.
"Are you ok?" she asked. The man suddenly looked alert and gave her a sharp stare.
He stood up, not showing any pain from the injury..
"Thank you." It sounded forceful and husky.
With that, he sprinted down the street and disappeared from Kurenai's sight.
Kurenai slowly rose, inhaling and exhaling oxygen in and out of her lungs. It seemed virtually surreal and bizarre that the whole incident ever occurred.
When she returned to her house, Kurenai swiftly hurried herself into a bath with candles surrounding the tub.
As she cleansed her body from the rain and dirt, Kurenai found it unusual how in just a day, she has been in contact with two enigmatic men.
'It doesn't feel like a coincidence, but more like I had to meet them...'
After feeling calm and clean, Kurenai raised her body from the tub and bandaged her wounds firmly.
Dressed in a black t-shirt and red pajama pants, Kurenai returned to the kitchen.
As she took small steps because of the pain, she walked onto the documents of the folder. Kurenai examined the last part where she did not complete reading.
Name: Hatake Kakashi
Age: 25
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 149LBS
Blood type: O
Birthday: September 15th
Description: silver-white hair, one red eye; one black eye, wears mask
Known for: Sharingan - red eye (ability to hypnotize), fighting skills
Past: Not available
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Kurenai's eyes widened.
Shiranui and Hatake sound like the two men from tonight...
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