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"Nagi, get up." I grunted, snuggling further into my bed to escape her voice, escape her insistence that I leave the cocoon of warmth known as my bed. "Look sweety you couldn't have done anything, you weren't there." I groaned, how dare she bring up my failure, who even does that? Suki, my mother, that's who.
"Leave me alone." I batted her hand away, pulling my blanket around me tighter, she huphed. Sandals clicking as she walked away, I had thought that I was victorious, however. I was wrong. I felt her run at me, but made no move to, well, move as she sprang on my bed, and by affiliation me. I grunted, popping my head out to glare at her.
A mischievous grin was all I received in return as she stated. "If you don't get up and get ready for work, i'll burn all your taijutsu books." Now, you might be thinking to yourself. She wouldn't do that, she's your mother. Yeah, no, you would be wrong because she would. She would burn every last one of them with a smile on her face, while humming along to a song.
So I wasted no time in reluntically leaving my bed, sitting up on the edge of it. Never removing my eyes from my mother, guaranteeing myself that she wasn't going to move towards my book shelves. When she made no move towards them, I sighed. Eyeing her as she eyed me in return.
Her lips twitched up, my own twitching down as her smile seemed to grow. "Get dressed, you have twenty-three minutes until your shift. The team should be here any minute now." So I did, pulling my waist length hair into a bun, a battle kimono, and about six inch tall sandals. Don't judge me, they helped with my ballance, and I refused to stand at 4'4 my natural height.
I had been 5'10 in my old life….Yeah, so it was a shock only being 4'4 at twelve. If I didn't get any taller I was going to be unbelievably pissed off. Seriously, I was. My mind wondered briefly to three days ago. Mood souring as I thought of my failure to protect the girls. We had been having bandit issues here lately, or really a gang issue.
Men from the gang coming into the brothel, being violent with the working girls, then not paying whatsoever. I had already killed two of them, the concept of murder hadn't really affected me in my last life. As long as it wasn't done to a child or someone I cared about it was easy to disconnect myself completely. Murdering the bastards who fucked with people I cared about felt kind of nice actually.
So I might have a few issues, but they really weren't issues in this life so, it was irrelevant. Moving on, I had decided to take a day off at the brothel to help out Desuki, the local rice farmer. Only to find out a few hours later that they decided to attack the brothel while I wasn't present. I was furious, even more so when Mistress Yumi decided to enlist the help of Konoha shinobi.
It would no doubt be a genin team, seeing as how the other higher ranking shinobi would be on the front lines. I didn't like this, I hated it. I hated that she felt as though she needed to enlist outside help for a situation that I could have handled on my own. I didn't need the help, nor did I want the help.
Two sharp knocks on the door cut of my train of thought, my ears pricking as I tried to hear out what my mother and whoever was on the other side were talking about. I wanted a heads up on who was here. "S-Suki?" This exclaimed was all I could hear before everything else became a mixture of muffled voices.
I rolled my eyes, looking myself over in my mirror, a small spin. A pose or two, then I winked at myself. Smirk over taking my face. "Hello there gorgeous, mind if I take you out for a night on the town?" I rolled my eyes at myself, walking to the door. Only to take a few steps back, looking over myself one last time before finally leaving my room.
The voices grew in volume as I made my way down the stairs, I blinked. My eyes seeming to instantly lock with calculative blue eyes. It seemed like hours, days, months, yet it could have been just a moment. But I knew who this was, and as Jiraiya spewed out tea all over our kitchen table, I finally let my eyes zone in on him. Black/grey eyes, white hair, a shinobi ninja who obviously knew my mother.
I regret everything now…...I really do, even as my mom hurriedly sprang up, cleaning off the table. Jiraiya leaving his slack jawed appearance to apologize. My eyes rolled up to look at the ceiling, contemplating why I had to deal with this shit. Only to land on Minato when he shifted ever so slightly. That slight shift made me narrow my eyes at him, as he hid a small knowing smile.
Little blonde fucker would pick up on something like this though ehh, i'm not surprised. I assumed he was twelve at the moment, but that's only because he didn't have on a chunin vest, or the jonin vest. He looked older, like he was eighteen to nineteen, he didn't look young whatsoever. Yet at the same time I knew, knew that when he was older. He would be twenty times the person he was now.
You know, if I were oreo-pedo. I might have been tempted, but I wasn't and I didn't find little boys that looked like grown men attractive, nope, not me. "You're going to be late Nagi." Jiraiya in that moment perked up. His eyes moving to me thoughtfully then back to my mother. Who's well crafted smile gave nothing away, I swear, she should have been a poker player. She could have hustled up millions by this point.
"Nagi?" I was half tempted to get a move on, and forgo introducing myself, but one look from my mother and I dropped down in a slightly former, slightly informal bow. Cause, well, seriously. Fuck that, I am not having my possessions thrown in the fire pit in the backyard for being disrespectful. Nope.
"I am Natume Nagi, please forgive my rudeness." Despite the fact that your disrespectfully placed your saliva and tea all over our table. Added mentally of course, eyes moving to my mother briefly before I walked over to the fruit bowl. Pulling out an apple, then filling my thermos with a good amount of tea. "Alright mother, i'm leaving."
"Nagi dear wait a moment." I paused, glancing back at her with an eyebrow raised. "Take…" She trailed off, sheepishly turning to Minato with a small smile. "Forgive me, but I do not recall catching your name." Minato blinked, stood then dropped into a bow. "No, forgive me for not properly introducing myself, I am Namikaze Minato."
"Mother I really don't…." She cut me off with a look, I closed my eyes to center myself, 'Don't snap Nagi, you're a full grown women not a teenager, you know this, she doesn't don't snap.' My mental encouragement ended as my mother turned to Minato and Jiraiya. "My daughter is a bodyguard at the brothel, I'm sure she could show Minato the ropes. Then from there you could figure out a way to take care of the problem."
Jiraiya nodded in agreement to my mother, surprise there. And Minato stood after exchanging looks with Jiraiya. So I turned away and started walking, figuring that he would follow me. Not really wanting to wait any longer and run the risk on being late. He eventually moved to walk beside me, the trip mostly silent until he decided to break the ice.
"You're the bodyguard?" My eyes moved to him briefly, only briefly. Mainly because his eyes were so blue, so bright, so beautiful. It was wrong to look at him to long, so fucking wrong because he was twelve, but damn it he didn't look it and I was twelve and I looked it ish. But mentally I was twenty-three, not even counting the years I've been here.
I wasn't a pedo, I fucking swear but holy-shit. How the fuck was I suppose to deal with and eighteen looking Minato? This was just so wrong on so many levels, it was like dangling a piece of chocolate in front of a three year olds face and telling them not to touch it. That they could look at the chocolate, but they couldn't touch it, they couldn't eat it. Cause I wanted to fucking jump him everytime he gave me that smile, or even looked in my direction thoughtfully.
But let's throw that out the window and actually answer the question that was asked, "Yes, i've been for many years now." Why couldn't the guys back in my old life be as sexy as he was? I might have actually graced them with my lifelong companionship if they had been. "Year's?"
Him eyebrows pulled together in a very cute way, a way that had me smile in return. "Yeah, for about nine years now." Him eyes widened, looking down at me in obvious confusion. "How old are you?"
"I'm twelve." He stopped then, pailing slightly. "I thought you were nine." I froze, literally froze. What the fuck did he mean he thought I was nine? I looked down at my body, I had fucking boods for christ sake. A pretty decent chest and everything. "What the fuck do you mean nine?"
I whirled around, eyes narrowed into slits, he blinked, then his lips twitched up. Eye's becoming alight in amusement, "Well, most people that are twelve look it, you don't." I twitched, once, twice, thrice. Then I tackled him to the ground, he gave a startled noise. I know, I was a full grown women, he was a twelve year old that looked eighteen. But I was about to beat the shit out of him.
His eyes widened as I pulled back my fist and punched him, then his eyes narrowed. Turning us around, I used his momentum and turned him to, so we were rolling around on the ground now. My first continuously striking out to hit him, but he somehow managed to dodge my hits. Unfortunately, or fortunately for him, Mistress Yumi chose that moment to walk out of the brothel and demand.
"Nagi! What are you doing?" I froze mid punch, Minato also freezing under me. His eyes glazed over slightly as he stared up at me. "I'm punching a leaf genin for telling me I look like a nine year old?" I briefly wondered myself what I was doing but shrugged, I mean, du fuck not right?
"Nagi!" I grunted, sitting up, then pushing myself up from his chest with one fluent motion. Turning to Mistress Yumi, lips set in a thin line. "A lady shouldn't resort to violence unless directly threatened first." Arms crossed over her chest, foot tapping impatiently as I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You, boy. Nagi is absolutely brilliant inside and out, it's disrespectful of you to tell her such lies." Minato gave a bow, I watched him do so silently. "I apologize ma'am, it had been an honest mistake." She then turned her gaze to me, lips twitching up into a smirk when she saw I still had my eyes narrowed at her.
"Come, let's break this one in Nagi-chan." Her purr make me internally cringe, because I knew for a fact she was about to put me on laundry duty for disobedience. I hadn't been wrong, I had gotten Laundry duty, but Kirk and Juni kept me company through it. Both of them giggle as we played truth or dare. Then that dare came, one that made my mind wander to a time were three girls were sitting in a circle.
Giggling as we dare each other to do stupid shit.
"Mir, I dare you to kiss Minato." I laughed at Trina, who in return grinned sassily at me. "He's not even real though." A gasp of shock from the side, Amy had her hand over her heart. "Blasphemy, you shut your mouth, don't you dare say such words." I just shook my head at her in return. "Alright, if I ever meet him I will." Trina's smirked, eyes lighting with irony.
"If you don't you owe both Amy and I a thousand dollar's." I cringed at the amount, but agreed anyway, because, well why the fuck not? He wasn't real and If he were then I'd do it.
My eyes closed in frustration, they were everywhere I went it seemed. I opened my eyes to stare at the two women. "No." Kirk grinned at me, "Don't be such a wimp Nagi-chan, it's just one little ten second kiss and a pick up line."
Juni nodded sage like in agreement to what Kirk had said, I sighed, internally reperminding myself for putting myself in these type of situations. I could refuse, but if I did i'd have to let then shave me, yes. We were that serious, so I figured, fuck it.
Walking over to Minato, who was standing beside the Mistress, said mistress looked from me to the two giggling girls then back a few times. Before she smirked, eyes alight as I ignored her look. Minato, who had been watching the door turned to me. "Yes?"
"Are you a ticket?" He frowned, eyebrows pulled together. "No." I made and ahh sound in the back of my throat, looking over him thoughtfully. "Really? Because you look like the type of ticket I'd get from the police, then throw out my window while going ninety down the interstate." His frown deepened but before he could respond my lips locked onto his own. His eyes widened, shock reflecting in them.
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My eyes closed to savor the kiss, he was hot, one of my favorite characters and I saw no reason not to. Plus I didn't want to see the shocked look in his eyes anymore.
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As I went to pull away strong arms wrapped around my waist, my eyes snapped open in shock. But his were closed, kiss lips sealing over my own, molding our lips together as he. Kissed. Me. Back. I melted for a few seconds, because holy-shit he was a good kisser. But giggles broke through my mind, I fisted my hand into his hair. Yanking his head back by it, he grunted but just smiled at me when I released his hair and took several steps back.
Forcefully unwinding his arms from around my waist when I did so. I centered myself, mind flashing to the bet. "Don't worry though." He blinked, smile still on his face. "About?" His eyes lit up when I stated bluntly. "Being thrown out, cause you'd come back to haunt me." With a wink, I walked back over to the two women.
Who shook their heads at me, Kirk putting her hand to her cheek thoughtfully. "That kissed seemed longer then the bet called for Juni-chan." Juni in return nodded. "Yeah it went a whole twelve minutes over what the bet called for Kirk-chan." My eyes narrowed at them in return.
"It was a bet then huh." Minato stated from behind me, I turned to eye him. He didn't seem put out, if anything he looked as though it being a bet completely cleared up any doubt he had. About what? I couldn't tell you but well, it was the look in those blue eyes and I didn't have the time nor the patience to dissect it. So I did the next best thing, I turned to Kirk and smiled sweetly.
"Ne, Kirk, truth or dare." She pailed, her and Juni exchanging a look before Juni stated thoughtfully. "Maybe another time Nagi-chan, we have to get back to work." I. Was. Livid. How dare they. As they strolled away from me, back to 'work' I swore vengeance against the both of them.
"That kiss never happened." I turned to Minato, who just smiled that smile at me. One that made me want to beat his face in. "Got it?" He blinked at me, head cocked to the side as I placed my hand on my hip, sandal clicking against the ground as I waited for an answer. He didn't respond at first, then he stated. "Why would I deny something that I liked?"
I recoiled away from him, my eyes widening slightly. His smile widened at my reaction, I decided at that point to just walk away. To just walk away and pretend like he hadn't just stated that he liked kissing me. I only just met him, I was also pretty sure that at this point in time he was suppose to already be in love with Kushina, being all hide in a tree and watch her beat the shit out of people stalkery on her.
Tecniqually he was her's even if they didn't know it yet, so I had no business getting involved with Kushina's future husband or destroying the ship. Or risking Naruto not being born, but this was all speculation considering the fact that Minato would never think about something like that. 'Didn't he just say he liked kissing me though?' I cringed at my own mind, telling it to calm the fuck down.
"Nagi-chan!" My eyes snapped to one of the ladies, then I sighed seeing how handsy one of the guys were getting. "Hey, you got the money to pay?" I stormed over, snatching him by the collar and throwing him out onto the street. It was time to get back to work.
Several hours later and I was gently healing away Minato's split lip. I might have accidentally threw a chair at him. He was just watching me do so in mild fascination. "You know Medical Ninjutsu?" I hummed, pulled my hand away to investigate said cut. His lips twitched up, an eyebrow raising at me.
"Do you plan on kissing me again?" Maybe, no, bad Nagi. "No. I was checking to make sure you were healed." My hand met the back on his head. "Calm your hormones down blondy, I know i'm irresistible but damn." His hand went to the back of his head in surprise directly were I had hit him.
"You hit me Nagi-chan." My eyebrow rose at him in return, "Your point?" His lips formed into a pout. My eye twitched at him. "Why would you hit me?" His pout went from a pout into a playful smile. One I closed my eyes at before standing to walk away.
"Hey wait up!" It seemed like almost immediately he was behind me, though he was completely silent while walking. I found myself looking back at him on occasion just to make sure he was actually there. That's how quiet he was being, I was slightly impressed. During my inner mossing and looking back to make sure Minato was still behind me, I managed to run right into a wall. Minato appearing behind me, steadying me before I could hit my ass on the ground. "Thanks."
My grumbled was short lived as the 'wall' turned around, a scowl on its face. Minato releasing me to stand on my own as…. "Hey watch where yo….Oh, Nagi-koi. It's so good to see you again." Aritobi Kuro, tall, built, black hair, green eyes. Good looking, but he was eighteen, and I was currently looked twelve ish. Creepy, with a capital C.
I would say the same thing about my attraction to Minato but well, he was jailbait, he looked legal but he really ain't so, yeah. Whatever, don't you dare fucking judge me, he'd be legal in a few years damn it. I was slight astonished by my own thought process, but only slightly I blamed it completely on Minato.
"I haven't see you at the Doc's place here lately." His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me forward. I was repulsed, I was too pretty to be with some as average as he was. I didn't mean looks either, I ment personality wise. He had an average, boring personality and I wasn't interested.
"Lemme go Kuro." He chuckled at me, I was just about to make him when… "She said to let her go." Well then, what do we have here? And thus a wild Minato appeared, Kuro spinning me around to face him. What do we have here hmm? "Who are you?" Minato's eye darkened, fury under the surface as he replied coolly. Voice sending a shiver down my spin. "Namikaze Minato." Well then.
Kuro chuckled at him in response, hand moving to my thigh, "What are you going to do if I don't?" While I was enjoying the look on Minato's face, the deadly calm in those dark blue eyes. I had, had enough. So I elbowed him in the stomach, dropping down and kicking his legs out from under him. Then rising, stepping over him, and walking away. All in one fluent motion. "Who said he had to do anything eh?"
As soon as we arrived home, I was questioned on my less then happy mood. Minato relaying our kiss to my mother, when all she did was Giggle I grumbled. Then I relayed the story of Kuro to her. To which my mother shrugged. "He had a crush on you." I'd probably never get use to how casual her and others were about an eighteen year old courting a twelve year old.
I noticed from the corner of my eye, Jiraiya watching Minato wearily, but shrugged it off. "Nagi-chan, Jiraiya would like to test you chakra." My immediate response despite knowing the reason why was, well. "Why?" She sighed, looking from me to Jiraiya before finally.
"Don't play these games, you know why."
"You think he's my father." Jiraiya had already began to pull out the paper, My mother in response smiled a small smile at me. "It's a possibility." So I reluctantly took the paper from his hand, The test was simple really, if it turned Grey then he wasn't related to me. If it turned green he was a maternal relative. If it turned yellow then he was a fraternal relative. Surprised surprised. "Well, It's a girl." It turned yellow and I knew I was completely fucked in that moment.
Sooo, This is obviously the next chapter, I've decided to make these longer then originally. Mainly so I could fit the combination of I'm just kinda winging it and the sequel All or nothing into one steady book without a shit pot load of chapters, Your welcome. So I want you to know, if in the future names change for any other side oc's I have in this story. It's because I don't remember the names from the original story and seeing as how I'm challenging myself to rewrite this without looking at the original, well. I apologize ahead of time. I can't remember if I even named the brothel mistress in the original, or if I even named Kirk's friend. Cause I didn't pay any attention to them in all honesty i'm trying to rectify that in this one. I have seriously shit memory so yeah, (Thumbs up). I also realized that my ages and dates and time were completely off in my original and guess what. We about to fix that shit so it'll make this really interesting. Cause Minato dies at 24….Yeah, he gets his genin team about 16ish. Sooo, shits about to really change in this piece. Constructive criticism is always welcome, Till next time.
Still looking for beta/person who can fix my errors, if your interested and have a google docs. Then dm me.
Music of the chapter: Currently listening to Try by Colbie Caillat.