Since my muse likes to make me lie and all the reviews I received asked me to continue this (I'm glad you liked it, thank you!), here you go!

"Stop staring at me like that, Tsukiyo-chan," Shisui whined. "I feel judged!"

"That's probably because I'm judging you," I replied, deadpan. "Can you remind me why I saved your life and consequently spent three weeks in recovery? I just can't seem to remember right now."

"Ouch, that hurts, Tsukiyo-chan, it really does!" The teenager pouted at me before clearing his throat. "What about this?"

For the umpteenth time that day, I had to witness Trouble Twin Number One's attempt to become a girl. His henge was perfect. His posture, gait and mannerisms had improved after the third try. His speech though… was a disgrace to every female being ever. "You know what? Just never open your mouth and you'll be fine."

"I can't do that! I'll definitely be introduced to some mundanes!"

Mundanes. This jargon for non-ANBU was hard to get used to.

"Pretend to be mute?" I offered, shaking my wings. It had been entertaining at first but sitting still to watch this dreadful show was getting tiring.

"Kakashi-senpai will never allow it!"

"He obviously set you up to fail anyway. Why did you ever thought that betting against him was a good idea? You're supposed to be smart," I sighed because this was frankly ridiculous and totally Shisui's fault. Just because he was an ANBU captain, like Itachi (her twins were growing up! How exciting! More trouble coming!) and his senpai Copy Ninja Kakashi, he was getting ideas.

"It's just not possible that he always wins! I thought I had figured out his trick!"

"Please," I muttered. "That man has such a depressing life that I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't need to cheat at cards. Karma must be balanced somehow."

"ANBU always cheat! … And how do you know about his life?"

"I have weekly meetings with his ninken. We compare notes about our summoners to check which one is worst."

"Seriously?"

I stared and judged.

"Right. You 'just know things'. I thought so," Shisui concluded, unbothered by my glare (oops, I might be using it a little too often if he was desensitized). He (well, no, she, he was still transformed into a woman) startled suddenly and looked toward the home's entrance, wide-eyed. "Crap, they are here!"

I felt them. Itachi was escorting Kakashi inside, but they stopped in the hallway to greet Mikoto. It gave us a few seconds more to come up with a solution… but apart from a miracle nothing would make Shisui an acceptable lady in the interval. It seemed I had to save him again, from humiliation this time. I sighed loudly. "Alright, what do I get if I save your hide?"

Shisui looked at me hopefully. "Anything! A life supply of almonds!"

"You already promised me that for saving you from Danzou," I reminded him, yawning exaggeratedly behind my wing.

"A request of your choice! Really, anything!" He offered hurriedly as the two other ANBU captains walked toward them.

"Fine. You owe me," I grumbled. "Change back before you humiliate yourself."

Shisui eagerly complied as Itachi and Kakashi stepped on the patio. I paused to take them in because, damn, they looked good in yukata. Kakashi was in dark grey with blue stripes while Itachi was in black and red. They were depressing but handsome while doing so.

"So, Shisui-kun," Kakashi chirped with a big eye smile. He was still wearing his mask, but his hitai-ate was gone. "Where is my date?"

"Ah, senpai, she's… uh… here?" Shisui stammered, glancing at me desperately as he realized he didn't know the answer.

"Yes," I agreed, "here." I flew off the tree where I was perched and landed on the ground, a few steps away from Shisui.

There was a moment of silence before Kakashi and Itachi both stared at Shisui and judged him silently. This was clearly the trend of the day.

"Maa, while I do not–" Kakashi started.

I didn't listen to him, focused on molding my chakra. This was really tricky but I had mastered it recently (it just took me three years, no big deal). First, I multiplied myself. Cloning was easy. The tricky part was to transform all of my clones in one solid and seamless being.

I reopened my eyes and quickly checked everything in sight. It looked pretty good, if I could say so myself. Quite pleased by my exploit, I smoothed out my midnight blue kimono and its stylized silver clouds and moon. "Ta-da!" I exclaimed happily, raising my arms (real ones, with hands and no feathers!) on my sides.

Looking up, I found Shisui blatantly gaping at me while Itachi blinked in surprise and Kakashi tilted his head. I didn't preen at having surprised them but I wanted to. "Just check I don't have any feathers behind, would you? I used to have so many in the hair." I turned around and looked over my shoulder. "Shisui? Hello?"

"Uh? Ah, right! No, no feathers anywhere I can see…"

"Then I'm good to go!" I clapped my hands happily, feeling unexpectedly excited at the prospect of going to a festival. Maybe I could admit that humans didn't have only flaws after all…

"I didn't know you could do that, Tsukiyo-san," Itachi noted, his poker face back in place.

"It's a new technique! It took me so much work to perfect it. I finally managed it a few weeks ago. After that, everyone at Ichouki wouldn't stop making me use it. For the opposable thumbs, you see. Those are quite useful," I explained, moving my fingers. They were the only reason I had decided to create this technique in the first place. Don't get me wrong: being a crow was awesome, nothing could beat flying; but… hands! opposable thumbs! I missed those! I longed for them since I was a fledgling. It was only when the Trouble Twins started to summon me that this became a real need. I was becoming jealous of their hands. It was so ridiculous that I had to go to Yatagarasu-sama to ask if there was a way, to which he had replied: "For every problem, there is a solution. Only one who knows what she misses can get what she wants." In short, I had to sort it out myself but it could be done… and I had done it!

"How long can you sustain it?" Kakashi asked, curious.

"A few hours. Up to four before I'm unsummoned, I think, as long as you feed me and don't make me do anything straining. This is really chakra intensive."

"Can you take a hit?" Shisui asked, extending a finger to poke me.

"Nope," I replied cheerfully, batting his hand away. "But I make a much better lady than you, don't I?"

"I don't doubt that," Kakashi quiped, arms crossed. When Shisui and Itachi turned to him in perfect synchronization and stared at him warily, he added with a chuckle: "Maa, I'm just saying that's a really good henge, Tsukiyo-chan."

"I know right?" I replied happily. Considering the time I spent looking at a mirror to improve this transformation, I wasn't going to play coy. This human form had black hair, pale skin and grey eyes because that was just obvious but the face had been tricky...

"Any particular reason you look like a mix between Mikoto-san and Yugao-chan?" Kakashi added, obviously knowing the answer, damn him.

I crossed my arms, looked away and mumbled.

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that."

"I said that they're the only references I had!" I had forgotten what a pretty human female looked like, alright?! That was extremely embarrassing and I didn't thought it was so obvious. That was their fault anyway: why did I meet so few women yet? Because the shinobi world was sexist, that's why!

"Wow, I hadn't realized," Shisui breathed, "but you do look like Mikoto-obasan."

I huffed and turned away (I was not pouting). "If that's a problem you can forget it and be Kakashi-san's da–"

"That's not a problem, not at all!" Shisui said quickly. "If anything, you can just say you're family if anyone asks!"

"Did I hear you talk about me?" A soft voice interrupted. Mikoto was standing behind her oldest son, Sasuke stopping by her side in a light blue yukata. "Oh, who is this?"

"It's Tsukiyo-san, mother," Itachi explained, "she's under henge."

"Is that so? Fascinating," the old jounin said with a tilt of her head. "Well done, Tsukiyo-chan."

I beamed at her. Mikoto was just awesome, better than the twins and all their friends troublemakers. "Thank you!"

"I leave Sasuke with you while I change," Mikoto said to her eldest son. "Shisui-kun, you need to hurry too."

"Yes! Absolutely! I have to change! In a yukata! For men!" Shisui agreed hastily before disappearing.

I rolled my eyes, tucked a hand under my chin and wondered with a wicked smirk: "What am I going to ask him in exchange? Something big. Something annoying."

"Aniki, your summon is a bit… scary," Sasuke murmured to his brother.

"Maa, she's just my kind of woman," Kakashi countered.

"Senpai," Itachi sighed, looking up at the grey-haired man. "We entrust her to you. Please, behave."

"Don't I always?" Kakashi replied. The deadpan stare he received in answer didn't bother him, but he chuckled after a few seconds and waved a hand up and down. "Don't worry so much, Itachi-kun. I'll take care of her."

"I can take care of myself just fine," I grumbled, mostly out of principle. I walked to Kakashi when he held out his hand to me.

"Of course Tsukiyo-chan. Now, we should go. We'll see everyone later tonight. Say goodbye."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't push it, Silver Head. I'm no child. If anyone takes care of anyone else here, it's me for the Trouble Twins." I was swept in a shunshin by the end of my sentence and clung to Kakashi's yukata. When we reappeared somewhere in Konoha's streets, I leaned against his chest and whined as he steadied me. "I hate this. Why?"

"I thought we could use some time alone to agree on our story."

"Liar," I mumbled, "your social anxiety just makes you uncomfortable when there is a child around."

"Maa… there is that too," he agreed cheerfully before dropping his act and studying her curiously. "You're truly an exceptional summon, Tsukiyo-chan."

I hummed noncommittally, withdrew from him and patted my bun. "I hope you didn't mess my hair because I have no idea how to do it again. I just willed it that way."

"You look perfect," he assured, although he tucked a few strands behind my ears.

"Alright," I sighed, "what did you want to talk about? And not the part about our story, we just need to pretend that I'm your new girlfriend, that Shisui introduced us because I'm family, that we're going out for the first time and that's basically it. There was something else."

Kakashi hummed and led me through back alleys. After a series of handseals, a wave of chakra wrapped around us; a genjutsu, probably to avoid eavesdropping. "I'm aware you won't betray your summoners' trust, but I was wondering what you thought of the Uchiha? Did Shisui's plan worked?"

"Ah," I muttered, finally understanding what this was about.

Six months ago, ANBU had taken action against Danzo and ROOT. From what I had been told, it had been a right can of worms. It had taken them days to ensure they had everyone then weeks to break all the secrets around the shady organization. Even now, I wasn't sure they had everything in order. I wasn't privy to these things.

Two weeks after Danzo's fall (officially, he had fallen ill), when Shisui finally had a few days of respite, he had used his Kotoamatsukami on Fugaku and the Uchiha's clan members preparing the coup d'etat. It was a cloudy day. I remembered it because it had been the first time I was summoned after being hurt. Itachi had done it for a very tired Shisui. Number One had hugged me for an hour. I hadn't got the heart to protest my use as a teddy bear. Somehow, using his Mangekyou against his own family, even for a pacifist goal, had weighed on him, although I wouldn't be surprised that he had also been fearing failure.

In all likelihood, it had worked. The timing was perfect: without Danzo to be an ass and pour oil on the fire, the Uchiha leaders' anger had slowly subsided, leaving them to hope that if they just prove they were trustworthy everything would be resolved soon. Whatever Shisui had done, the Uchiha had thrown themselves in their police work. Konoha's population had been pleasantly surprised by the change after a time of highly volatile and belligerent police officers.

That's what I heard anyway. All I knew was from hearsay… and a little spying here and there, alright. That's probably why Kakashi wanted my opinion: no-one watched out for a little crow in the Uchiha compound.

"It seems so to me. I heard Mikoto-san the other day, she told her husband that an old lady had complimented her for the good work done by the Police recently. I seriously thought Fugaku-san was going to burst from repressed pride."

Kakashi hummed to show he was listening while he led me through busier streets with a hand on the small of my back. Night was falling and the avenues were lighted by colorful paper lanterns. Friends and families were coming in flocks to enjoy the celebration of Konoha's founding.

"The other day, there was that old man muttering about still being monitored though. You might want to ease up on that. It's give and take, you know. If nothing changes, Shisui's work will be short-lived."

"I'll let the Hokage know."

"Good. Now, buy me food, dear boyfriend!" I demanded, clapping my hands together in joy at the prospect of eating human food.

"What do you want?" Kakashi asked without protest (but somehow I got the impression he would find a way to make Shisui pay the bill).

"Nothing fried," I immediately stated, wrinkling my nose at some smells. In my previous life I might have liked it, but after being used to a crow diet that seemed foul. "Oooh, corn on a stick! Can I have that? Pleaaase?" I dragged him to a stall, not even registering that I had my hand around his forearm, like a good girlfriend.

An hour later, I had finished my treat (while Kakashi had barely eaten half of his) and was looking for my next one, when Itachi and Shisui finally joined us. We had met Yamato and Yugao sometime ago and they weren't probably far, but since we were supposed to be on a date, we were mostly walking around together. This way, we had covered some ground and already met several of Kakashi's acquaintances, including Kurenai who didn't even try to pretend that she wasn't very pleasantly surprised. There was no doubt that everyone around would know that Hatake Kakashi was on a date by the end of the evening (which was the goal so good job to us!). As we walked away, I had heard Kakashi mumbled a "at least Gai is abroad."

"Tsukiyo-chan! How is Kakashi-senpai treating you?" Shisui asked, putting an arm around my shoulders.

"He bought me food," I replied very seriously, showing him the stick. "But now I'm finished. Buy me something!"

Shisui immediately let go of me and visibly sweat-dropped.

"Good idea," Itachi agreed, not letting his cousin protest. "Please, go buy us dango, Shisui."

"Oh for… You already had some Itachi! I swear, how don't you have rotten teeth yet?" Shisui grumbled but went to do our bidding nonetheless.

Curiously, I watched as Itachi and Kakashi exchanged handsigns. The Trouble Twins had taught me some, for field use, but they were simple orders. I didn't know enough to follow an entire conversation (it's not like I could reply in my original form anyway: no hands… but wings! to fly!), especially when it was so fast and discreet.

Kakashi lazily put an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me against his side before leaning down to kiss my hair. It was just a way for him to whisper in my ear: "We're being followed, as planned. We're going to split and you'll go in the park. We won't be far."

Oh yeah, didn't I tell you? I was the bait! How exciting! To be kidnapped and all that jazz... "Fine, but I want my dango first. I never tried it before, Itachi guards all his treats jealously." For good measure, I raised my chin and dropped a kiss on Kakashi's covered cheek. "Please, honey?"

"Maa, of course, anything for you sweetheart."

Weren't we cute? And then he shamefully let me go to my death… with dango. I forgave him because dango were good. A little bit stodgy but good. Unfortunately, I was kidnapped before I could finish it. I'm sure Itachi was appropriately outraged for this waste of dango. Personally, I was a little busy playing the helpless girl. I didn't know if it was a good thing that they hadn't knocked me out or not (if they had, I'd have gone "poof"). I was just paralyzed and thrown on the shoulder of some guy as we jumped over the roofs.

When we stopped in a clearing, I felt the ANBU surrounding us. I was put on my feet, a knife to my throat, pressing against my skin. It went deep enough to cut so, of course, I went "poof".

oOo

A week later, I was summoned for one of Itachi's mission as ANBU captain. As we waited for his underlings' signal, I rested on his shoulder and asked: "By the way, my kidnapper last time, did you get him like you wanted to?"

"Yes. He was one of the last agents of… Cyclops, that we know of." He paused to check on his team before adding: "Your boyfriend greatly complimented your work."

"Of course he did, I'm the most low-maintenance girlfriend he could hope for."

"He also mentioned how familiar with human customs you are." Itachi was staring at me. With his mask in the way, it was easy to ignore him. The creepy factor had long ago worn out on me.

"I'm just that good."

"One of those things you know?"

"Precisely."

"It caught the Hokage's attention. He remembered you were the one to warn us about Cyclops."

Oops?

"He requested to speak with you."

"And you agreed."

"Unless you can give me a good reason not to, I will. However, whether you reply to him or not is up to you considering that the contract protects the secrets of your kind."

I snapped my beak and flapped my wings as I thought it through. Did I want to speak to the Hokage? I had changed the Uchiha's fate and I knew a lot more that could affect the world. But should I? It was more trouble than I liked and it wasn't my business… except that anything impacting Konoha would have repercussions on the Trouble Twins, and I'd inevitably be summoned in the middle of it.

Now that I had helped with Cyclops (Did I mention that I was very proud that his nickname stuck? Granted, Itachi was only using it for the sake of discretion but still!), how could I stop there? I had stepped into a dangerous spiral.

My musings were interrupted by the signal we were waiting for. I took off and used the distraction created by the ANBU to perform my own mission: pilfering a scroll. I was becoming a good thief, a real magpie.

After performing my role flawlessly (yes, I was preening), I enjoyed some petting and asked: "Bargaining with the Hokage, is it a big no-no?"

Itachi's team stared at me like I had blasphemed but Itachi, following my train of thought without trouble, replied without missing a beat: "Bargains are commonplace between different parties."

"I'll talk to him."

oOo

"I know more than you could ever guess and less than you could hope for."

As an introduction, I thought it was pretty good. It definitely summed up my knowledge quite well.

The Hokage seemed to approve. He put his hat away and exhaled a cloud of smoke. "Anything you'd like to share with us would be greatly appreciated, Tsukiyo-san."

I spread my wings to secure my balance on my perch, a chair's back, as I uneasily clawed the wood. I was right in front of the Hokage with Shisui and Itachi at my back, on each side. Officially, that was it, although Kakashi was probably on watch somewhere around with his team.

"It all depends of the price you'll give me in exchange."

"Of course," the Hokage said, unperturbed by the idea of bargaining with a crow. "What do you wish for?"

"Well, personally, a life supply of almonds is good enough for me and I already got that. However, now I have to make sure that the Trouble Twins don't die early and renege on our deal, you see," I explained very seriously, ignoring Shisui as he cleared his throat in a foolish and embarrassed attempt to make me shut up.

"Of course," the Hokage agreed, clearly indulging me and hiding his amusement.

"So, I want your word that they'll be able to leave the ANBU corps at anytime of their choosing without delay and repercussions."

The Sandaime tilted his head curiously. "Agreed."

"In Itachi's case, the end of his service will happen at the latest the day before his fifteenth birthday."

"Tsukiyo-san..." Itachi tried to protest.

"Shut up, Trouble Twin number two. Three years of service is enough. You know I'm right. You'll go back to being a regular jounin, and then you'll become the best jounin sensei ever seen since the Sandaime, end of story." There was a heavy silence for a few seconds before I deigned to look back at him. "Am I wrong?" I knew I wasn't. There wasn't a better role for Itachi than jounin sensei. When he wasn't stressed or overworked, he was an excellent teacher for his little brother and he liked it.

Itachi stared at me silently before replying: "I do not pretend to be able to emulate Sandaime-sama."

I sighed and shook my wings. "Fine. The Yondaime will do. Details. Back on track. That's for Number Two. Number One is a little crazier," (I ignored his little cry of protestation) "so he'll resign when he wants to. I'll just harass him into resigning if need be."

To the Uchiha's surprise, the Hokage chuckled as he played with his pipe. "It's good to see you take care of your summoners, Tsukiyo-san. I agree with your request for Itachi's retirement."

"Good. Well, that's all I wanted, so I guess it's my turn to give you something... Here's what I know about Orochimaru, his minions and his plans…"

oOo

"I can't remember why I thought getting summons was great. They just embarrass you every chance they get," Shisui grumbled, arms crossed while leaning against a tree, purposely away from me. He was pouting.

I ignored him, content to cuddle against Itachi's cheek, who had accepted my masterful plan gracefully and was feeding me almonds in between some petting.

"They say it's their privilege, so that we don't become big-headed," Kakashi explained as he suddenly appeared, a few seconds after his favorite ninken. We were waiting for him to inform us of a meeting with the Intelligence Division. The Hokage had stopped me mid-way through when I had started to give him a list of (mangled) names; apparently experts were needed to make sense of all the data I had to offer. "Get used to it."

"Damn right." Pakkun and I said at the same time, immediately smirking at each other.

Being a summon was great. I got away with so much more than if I was a mere kunoichi thanks to the contracts, and I had to deal with so much less pressure, especially considering my summoners had to be present with me for official meetings and the Trouble Twins had a reputation behind which I could hide.

Reincarnating was cool.

The end.

No, really! XD I don't think I'll add anything more because this rounded out everything I wanted to do with this OC (the transforming in a human part is what got me inspired, I hope you liked it!). I might however reuse this character in others stories if it's appropriate because she's fun and I love summons with some personality.