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-Musgaku Gai, Fire Country-
"Well hello there, sexy~"
A blonde-haired, blue-eyed bombshell, wearing a short-cut, skin-tight red dress that left little to the imagination favored the man offering her a drink with a smile somewhere between demure and wanting, causing his self-important 'Aura' to increase in both amount and severity as he sat down across from her.
He slid the glass over the table top and towards her, watching her dainty, soft-looking fingers wrapping around the it, the impeccably cared for, red-painted fingernails getting more than just a bit of attention from him. She raised the colorful looking drink to her full, cupid-bow lips – painted in lipstick in a soft tone of purple – and took a tiny sip, smacking her lips together as she savored the taste.
'This is… actually really good! Pretty sweet, with a hint of strawberry… deliciously fruity!'
'You're the fruity one in this situation, brat.'
By now, all of you noticed that Naruto, using his sexy jutsu, was flirting with some guy at some bar. Before you accuse him of some degree of sexual deviancy, please allow me to explain the why's and how's.
It's for a good reason, I swear!
-Earlier that week, Konoha-
"So, what're the mission parameters, Anko-sensei?"
Trying to shrug off the traumatic memory of watching her student's… Youth-efied form, Anko tossed the mission scroll to Naruto, checking and double-checking her pouch of food and blood pills.
"Investigating disappearances, huh…"
Nodding at that, Anko added on.
"Well, usually this sort of mission would've been a C-rank, but since the location is a city rife with Yakuza action… Well, as long as you don't fuck up, or act all cocky, then you shouldn't come anywhere near death."
"Hai, hai, Anko-sensei! Now, let's go!"
"Hey, I'm the damn teacher here! I say when we leave!"
"…"
"…"
"Can we leave n-"
"GO!" the purplette barked out, letting out a small huff at seeing the blonde's smirk.
'He enjoys annoying people way too much… But my cute little minion isn't supposed to annoy me!'
Pushing away the mental whine, Anko picked up speed to catch up to Naruto, the two of them heading towards the town where the mission request had come from, Morimo Gai.
-2 days later-
The blonde and purplette had reached the intended town, settled down at an Inn with little to no fuss, before making their way towards the mayor's office.
The office wasn't much to look at, being very Spartan in Nature. An old, beat-up desk, a stiff-backed chair behind it, stacks of paperwork precariously stacked up on the desk, and a ragged, worn-out old man interspersing his signing of pieces of paperwork with rubbing his forehead.
Anko cleared her throat lightly, causing the man to blink owlishly, his eyes gaining a level of focus they didn't possess before. He looked towards the two ninja, his eyes drifting automatically towards their forehead protectors, before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Finally, someone has answered our mission request, thank Kami!"
The purplette and the blonde traded looks, before changing their focus back to the old man, a question in their mutual gazes.
The Mayor sighed, rubbed his forehead again and then stood up, offering the two shinobi a small bow.
"Where are my manners? My name is Kaemon Manshiro. I am the mayor of this town you are currently in. Would you like a cup of tea? Coffee?"
The two Konoha Nin waved off the man's offer, before Naruto spoke up.
"You said that someone had finally answered to the mission request. Has it been out for a long time?"
The old man seemed to gain a dozen extra years at that question, slumping back into his uncomfortable-looking chair and running his hand through the sparse white hairs on top of his head, before answering tiredly.
"This mission request has been out for a whole month.
A month and a half ago, people started going missing, the majority of which being women. Girls as young as 4 have been reported to have gone missing. After 5 disappearances in a single week, we asked the guards of the neighboring towns to help us. Some refused us outright, others came and tried to help, but left after a single week, claiming to be have suddenly become unavailable due to matters back home."
Hearing the old man's tone, Anko spoke up.
"Sounds like you don't believe that."
"I don't. This zone is 'quaint' for shinobi standards, not much interest for the ninja villages, yet it's still in fire country and not too far away from the capital, so the shinobi with the predisposition to cause problems avoid this place as much as possible. That also helps hold back Ronin, thugs and mercenaries of most kinds, so there's rarely any trouble.
Our only real problem is the Ogata family. They try to put on the image of a completely legitimate company, but they're sharks in the worst sense of the word. They're Yakuza, dealing in drugs, extortion, protection rackets and all manners of things.
One of their representatives came by during the week that our neighboring village sent aid, and suddenly everyone decides to go back all at once. I know that they did something, but there's no way to prove it. They silence people either through fear or money, and since no one bothers to afford us real protection, we're at their mercy."
Rubbing his chin, Naruto spoke up.
"So you sent for Konoha ninja, knowing that we don't really fear the Yakuza and their methods."
The old man nodded at that, before Anko spoke up.
"So, do you think this Ogata family has something to do with the disappearances?"
Manshiro scowled at that, answering in a tone more hostile than he probably intended to.
"I wouldn't doubt it if those no-good Scoundrels were involved in this!"
Anko nodded at that, before speaking.
"Don't worry old man, we'll do our best to make sure you get your people back, and to try and prevent this from happening again."
With that said, Naruto and Anko returned to their hotel rooms to plot and plan.
The blonde sat down on one of the old, worn-out armchairs in their room, while Anko occupied one of the beds. The purplette spoke up.
"Okay kid, first objective is to collect information. We have to get as much as possible about the Ogata family. Since the victims come from various different families, from different age ranges, then we can presume that the only factor connecting them is their gender, female."
Naruto's eyes sharpened at that, his hackles rising as he asked the question he probably did not want an answer to.
"W-what does that mean, exactly?"
Anko's own eyes darkened as she answered.
"Sexual exploitation and slavery."
Naruto grit his teeth tightly at that, even as he spoke.
"The old man said that even young girls have gone missing."
"Yeah, it's pretty bad. We need to act fast."
Nodding at that, the two decided on a course of action. Naruto would go to the town hall and try to find as much of the publicly available information about the Ogata family and their collaborators as possible, while Anko went around the city, visiting watering holes and the sort to see how much info she'd be able to gather.
After two days of investigation, the two had managed to get some documents detailing the Ogata corporation in the town.
The two decided to infiltrate during the night, with Anko's experience and training, and Naruto's natural talent in all matters mischief allowing them to easily avoid detection.
Not that there was much to evade, only 3 untrained, almost-sleeping thugs.
The blonde prankster barely withheld a scoff. He had a tougher time getting past overzealous housewives.
The two made their way through a storage area, seeing crates upon crates stacked and arrayed together inside a large storage room. Moving past it, they found a small office room.
The two tore the room apart looking for clues (In shinobi standards, which meant that a certain paperclip happened to be a millimeter to the right of where it originally was), finding nothing relevant until Anko noticed a hidden safe.
Under the floorboards. Which were covered by a rug. Which was located under the office's desk.
Totally not suspicious. There's absolutely zero chance that if someone had some illegal documents they didn't want anyone to know of, they'd store them in said safe.
The two Konoha Nin analyzed the safe, taking note of its various security features.
It seemed to bear an amalgamation of a combination lock, numeric pad and good-old-fashioned pin tumbler locks, which had Anko scratching her head just from looking at it. The purplette turned to her disciple, already planning on having him haul the heavy ass contraption away from the room via clones so they could go explode it somewhere else, when she saw the massive grin on the blonde's face.
Cracking his knuckles, Naruto lightly pushed Anko out of the way as he walked towards the safe.
The purplette could only watch in wonder as he pressed his ear on the door, his fingers on the opposite side of it, and then pushed his chakra into it.
After a set of steps that she absolutely did not understand…
'Where the hell did he even get that coal from? And did he wipe a banana on the door?'
Anko was rewarded by a small 'click' from the door, signaling it's unlocked status. She looked incredulously at the blonde, who responded by giving her a salute, before she opened the door all-the-way and retrieved both the wads of cash (And they weren't few), and manila folders.
Opening the folders, Anko started reading through the cargo manifests with a thoughtful frown mirrored by Naruto. Swiping everything else from the safe, checking the walls, drawers and desks, and even the hole the safe was in originally for anything else (Jackpot, lotsa money!), the two finally decided to extract from the area, but not before knocking out the goons stationed there and setting the place on fire.
Back in their hotel room the compared the items in the manifest within the safe and the ones within the locked desk drawer, finding a disturbing discrepancy in the papers.
"The papers from the safe talk about cargo being moved to another one of their storage areas, in Musgaku Gai. Cargo that never got checked in through customs. That just so happened to be stocked at the same time as the first few disappearances started. The amount of these 'cargo crates' also happens to be the exact same as the amount of people who went missing."
Naruto was pacing around the room, almost wearing a hole into the admittedly thin carpet (Hey, frugality means money saved!), while Anko just thought about the next move. There was only one thing they could do in this situation, really.
"We need to go to Musgaku Gai."
Anko turned towards Naruto, her voice unusually serious as she answered.
"You read my mind, brat. We leave tomorrow."
-The following Day-
It was a 2 day journey from Morimo to Musgaku Gai, before the two Konoha Nin could settle down in their new temporary HQ, before planning out their next move.
Giving the papers another look, Anko spoke thoughtfully.
"The papers mention a date, which is in 3 days, and a place, which is here. It's probably when the 'new cargo' is getting moved from here. We need to make sure this doesn't happen. Last town over, we didn't have a single care because our opposition wasn't active in the area. That storage unit was unimportant in the large scale of things, so they left as few as they possibly could. This time we'll be dealing with actual Yakuza. Vicious, bad-tempered, and with a willingness to cut.
Since neither of us want a tongue-lashing from the old man… Or worse… We'll avoid conflict as much as possible. No matter how boring things will be. You know what that means, brat!"
"A stakeout." The blonde sighed out in exasperation, knowing the boredom of such due to personal experience. Sure, he did it more than a few times, and he was good at it, but it didn't mean it wasn't boring!
-Night, Ogata Brewery-
"Boredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredborebore-"
"ANKO, WILL YOU KNOCK IT OUT!?"
Giving the blonde a sideways glace due to his whisper-shout, Anko shrugged, before whispering back.
"But I'm really, really bored! I wish there was something to do to pass time! Like a card game, or something!"
'A card game, huh…' the blonde thought to himself, an idea percolating in his mind, before the sight of a figure walking out of a back door into a dark, piss-smelling alley got his attention, alongside his teach-… Partner's.
Having received the gift of night vision from Kurama, Naruto handed the binoculars to Anko and simply focused chakra into his eyes to be able to see the moderately far away figure.
It was a man with blonde-dyed hair, the brown roots showing through lightly, pale skin, smooth skin with no sun burns or scars. He was wearing an expensive-looking, white fur coat over a white dress shirt with a black jacket over it, black dress pants and brown shoes.
"That's the target" Anko whispered in Naruto's ear "Ogata Kakeru, detailed somewhat in the cargo manifests. His reputation as a womanizer precedes him, so we'll resort to seduction, try to get as much information from his as possible.'
-Musgaku Gai, Bar-
Which led to Naruto, under his female transformation, flirting with the target.
As Kakeru returned to the bar to get another drink for himself, Naruto whispered into his discreetly-placed earpiece, disguised as an earring.
"I still don't understand why you couldn't take care of the seduction part."
Anko snorted, before responding.
"I'm the most experienced one of the two of us, my observational skills will help more from a distance. I can warn you if any trouble goes your way so you know to run, and act as cover for you."
Before he could call bullshit on Anko's excuse, Naruto… Well, Naruko… shifted her focus back to the man that sat across from her.
Him?
'GAH, THIS IS SO FREAKING CONFUSING! TROUBLESOME! UNYOU-'
'NOPLEASESTOP!'
Re-focusing due to Kurama's exclamation, Narut-ko kept up her inane, vapid flirting with the target, making sure to show a bit more of her bosom than necessary, as well as twirl her hair around her finger and bite her lower lip while facing him.
Hey, if he was going to do something, he'd do it properly, 'ttebayo!
Noticing that things were getting a bit too heated as the target attempted to paw at… her… Naruko made a production of checking her watch, before turning towards him and giving him a teasing pout.
"Oh pooh, I have to go meet a friend right now!"
Not one to miss out on what he believed to be a very receptive woman, Kakeru handed Naruko a small card.
"Be at club Jianshu at 9 and show them this card. The guys will send you my way, as my plus one."
Batting her eyes at him, Naruko made her way out of the bar, disappearing down a corner, before stepping into a dark alley.
10 seconds later, an amused Anko found herself in the presence of a highly annoyed blonde. Unable not to rub it in, Anko spoke.
"Wow, you're so charming that dear Kakeru never noticed you didn't even exchange names. You're better at this pick-up business than I am, I guess."
Raising an eyebrow, Naruto responded.
"Maybe you should consider the fact that you suck so bad that even a guy can pull in more guys than you?"
Shrugging and giving a rueful grin, the snake summoner answered.
"Set myself up for that one, didn't I?"
"Indeed, you did."
Shrugging, the purplette moved away towards their hotel room, prompting the blonde to follow after her, intent on planning their next few moves properly.
-9PM, Club Jianshu Entrance-
Naruko, decked out in a black, formfitting dress not too dissimilar from the red one from earlier with the exception of the side slits revealing more of her thighs, blonde hair arrayed in luxurious curls, blue eyes perfectly outlined by mascara in a manner that enhanced hem without hiding their shape, a light dusting of blush, purple eyeshadow and black high heels was turning faces from both men and women as she made her way past the line of people waiting for entry into the extremely exclusive club.
Next to her was another stunning beauty, purple hair done in a messy bun with a few strands falling loose, tube top with a short jacket covering her shoulders and upper back, a short skirt that showed enough to make one drool, yet not enough to kill the mystery, smoky eye shadow and mascara around her light brown eyes, and a pair of black heels in the same vein as her companion. Her steps made it very obvious that she wore no bra.
"Ahem."
The big, muscular man in a black shirt and dark blue pants guarding the door was startled out of his admiring by the blonde goddess in front of him. Trying to get his stammering under control, he was surprised when she gave him a sheepish, friendly smile while presenting the card she had been given earlier.
"Mr. Kakeru told me to give this to you."
Giving the card a proper look, he saw that it was all on the up and up. Nodding towards the door, the guard allowed the two beauties in, causing outrage from more than a few of the women outside that were still being denied entrance.
Anko gave Naruko a massive smirk, receiving a small frown in response, before the two were accosted by a member of the staff, who directed them towards the Exclusive section, above the VIP and reserved only for the wealthiest and the best connected on the lawless side of things in the civilian community.
The doors opened inwards, revealing a row of plush armchairs and loveseats arrayed in a horseshoe pattern around a modelling platform, with various different men, and a few women, occupying said chairs. More than a few of them were visibly Yakuza-types, with groups of tattoos over the entirety of their exposed skin with the exception of their face, various scars, missing teeth, mangled ears and noses, and more than a few missing fingers.
Others were the slick, weasel-y type, moving forward by selling out and backstabbing those cooperating with them and rising up in rank, only to find another one to do this to again, until they were well-positioned enough for their tastes.
More than a few of them were being flanked by women in various different states of dress, ranging from revealing dresses, to bikinis, to panties only.
One of the ladies was even totally nude!
They hung around their chosen 'patron' or 'matron', doing their best to cater to their wishes, some of them for money, others for drugs, and others for the sheer fact that they enjoyed the easy lifestyle.
Ignoring the disgust that welled up in the back of her - (His? ARGH, THIS IS SO CONFUSING!)
'*Snort*'
'NOT A WORD, KURAMA!'
-throat, Naruko put on a friendly smile as she hurried over towards Kakeru, her friend following after her at a slow pace, leering openly at the various sexy ladies in the room, before hugging the man.
"Kakeru-san, so good to see you!"
Pulling back from the hug, Naruko turned towards her company, waving an arm towards her as she spoke.
"This is the friend I was to meet earlier, Kana. Kana-chan, this is the cutie I told you about earlier!"
Kana looked Kakeru over, leaning in closer to look him over properly and to give him a whiff of her perfume, before looking him in the eye and trailing a finger over his neck, subtly tracing his jugular in a manner that went unnoticed by all except for Naruto who knew of her habits, before speaking in a sultry, sinful tone.
"I'm sure you'd taste deliciously~"
More than a few of the men present openly ogled 'Kana' from then on, while Naruko, who still remained unnamed, seemed to blush prettily, a flustered look on her face causing the lecherous men and women in the room to feel further excited, while Kakeru grinned smugly at having the most enticing company, who managed to affect everyone without having to shed a single piece of clothing between them.
The other 'attendants' collectively frowned at having their spotlight stolen, trying to regain the attention by moving in even more obscene, more enticing ways, losing even more clothing if possible, reducing more than a few of them to full nudity.
Naruto's mood-
'Don't you mean Naruko's?'
-Naruto's mood worsened when he saw the absolute depths these women went through just to get a bit of attention. Even the nee-san's back at the red light district in Konoha had more self-respect.
Under his Naruko front, Naruto forced a more severe blush onto his face at seeing some of the attendants kneeling in front of their masters/mistresses and doing… stuff… with their hands and mouths, while others skipped directly to bouncing on top of their laps.
He could see what was behind the eyes of the women, some of them wanted riches, others wanted to feed their habits, others simply wanted to be cared for and pampered, even if at the cost of their bodies.
But some, he could see, were trying to find acknowledgement. From anyone, in any way possible, they tried to get attention, acknowledgement, even if they went about it in the wrong way, as he one day did via his pranks.
But what angered him in that situation were the looks in the mobster's faces. Smugness, self-satisfaction, arrogance, all of those together.
To them, these weren't companions, despite the fact that more than a few of them were faithful and devoted servants for long time periods, noticeable by the marks on their bodies denoting years of service. They were objects, tools to be used and discarded at their own convenience.
Naruko's fist tightened, before she was surprised by 'Kana' when the woman grabbed her shoulder, forcefully turned her around and pulled her into a deep, sensual kiss, completely befuddling the blonde.
'Kana' pulled back from the kiss, resting her forehead on Naruko's, before whispering low enough for only Naruko to hear.
"Cool it, blondie. You were going to blow our cover."
Naruto blinked owlishly, emerging from his daze, nodding lightly in understanding. Anko's whispered "Good." Was followed by 'Kana' leaning backwards, making a production of licking her lips and giving Naruko a salacious grin, while 'Naruko', once again, blushed brightly.
All of this was interrupted by a loud voice coming over the small speakers in the corners of the sound-proofed room.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAAM'S AND SIRS, WELCOME TO THE AUCTION!"
The attention of the various people around the room turned directly towards the curtain the red curtain which was illuminated by a spotlight, before a single figure stumbled into view. She was wearing only a pair of panties, a thick, steel choker attached to a chain locked around her neck. She tried to return to behind the curtain, before being pushed back out.
Trembling and with tears trailing down her face, the brown-haired woman tried covering herself with her arms, only for her chain to get tugged, causing her to fall on the ground. Another tug and a harsh whisper had her standing up on trembling legs, before walking up to the end of the platform, her form in full view of everyone in the room.
"Here we can see a fine specimen from our very own fire country! At 23 years old, this one can fulfill a multitude of roles! From maid, to caretaker, to bed warmer, she can do it all! Bidding starts at 25!"
A fat, old man with a pair of scars running down his nose and mouth raised his hand.
"I see a 25! Can I get a 30? Anyone?"
A 60-something year old woman garbed in a fancy, black and gold floral Kimono gave the woman on display a long, appraising look, like a farmer would give one of their prize-winning animals, before raising her own hand.
"30 there! Is that a 35 I see back there? 35, anyone!?"
The man kept talking, with the same few people raising their hand, until only the woman in the Kimono was left.
"Going once! Going twice! Sold, to Lady Michi at 55 Thousand Ryo!"
After that, women came and went, with prices being called out, hands rising and lowering, and then sales were finalized.
While 'Naruko' seemed to be perfectly calm, enjoying the same fruity drink from earlier in the bar and fawn over Kakeru, Naruto could only mentally clench a fist in anger. The drink going down his mouth tasted of nothing but bile and ash, and yet he held himself back using every single shred of restraint he had.
"Here's a special treat, folks! Our men managed to get us a tasty little morsel here!"
The curtain was pulled back only to reveal a 4 year old girl. She had green hair, pale skin, wore a yellow sundress with equally colored flat shoes, and her eyes and nose were red and swollen. It was obvious she had been crying very recently, her shoulders were still shaking as she looked around the room.
"Bids starting in at 500.000 !"
The speed at which more than one raised their hands to cover the bid absolutely sickened Naruto. He watched as pretty much everyone got involved in the bidding, with the value rising and rising.
"I see 25 million! 25 five million here, going once, going twice…"
"30 million!"
As the bidding continued, the girl looked more and more somber. She was clutching at the dress she wore with tightly-balled fists, her face lowered and obscured by her hair. Her shoulders shook with unsuppressed sobs.
"100 million."
The calm tone coming from a man that, if he had to be described in a word it would have been octogenarian, immediately had everyone else silent.
Said man had white, straight hair, reaching all the way to his shoulders and as well-kept as that of the Hyuuga clan members. His eyes were steel gray in color, and they reflected the sternness of his face, shown by the tight-lipped frown he had on show. He bore three parallel scars in the shape of some sort of animal claws running from his right eyebrow to the lower left side of his chin. He was garbed in a blood red kimono, with black markings all over it depicting a dark moon, in many various phases.
This was Kappon Auru, the boss of all Yakuza in the higher Gentsuki area, to the northernmost edge of fire country. His authority was recognized by everyone important in the criminal underworld, and when he said something, the best option was to obey.
This was the first and only bid he made the whole night, and it was one bid he would not lose.
100 million ryo aside, when Auru spoke, people listened. If he had bid only 50 ryo for the girl, then she'd be leaving with him anyway. Refusal to comply would lead to conflict, and if Auru died in the turf of another faction, a war of previously unknown severity would rip through the criminal underworld of fire country.
Not to say that killing him would be easy. Auru was, before becoming a mob boss, a successful shinobi. Having served Kumo loyally as a jounin, he was 'released from duty' due to an altercation with a member of the 'clan royalty' of Iwa that would have created unwanted tension between the two 'allied' countries.
In anger and frustration, Auru decided that he no longer wished his actions to be bound by the politics of others, so he vanished from Kumo, and went civilian, starting his criminal enterprise.
His ruthlessness, effectiveness and, quite surprisingly, trustworthiness, gained him a loyal following, which blossomed into the major faction that it was today.
"O-one hundred million for Lord Auru. Going once, going twice…"
Fat tears fell from the girl's eyes, staining the platform under her.
"STOP IT YOU BASTARDS!"
Everyone turned their attention to Naruko who seemed to be breathing deeply in anger. Her chest heaved with each breathing cycle, while her fist clenched tightly enough to draw blood.
'Kana' seemed to be torn between glaring a hole through Naruko, and lashing out on a rage of her own, settling on taking a step back to cover Naruko's back.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU BASTARDS THINK YOU ARE, BARTERING WITH THE LIVES OF PEOPLE AS IF THEY WERE NOTHING MORE THAN FURNITURE!? Y-YOU ANIMALS WERE BIDDING FOR A LITTLE GIRL! NOTHING MORE THAN A CHILD!"
Kakeru stood up from his seat abruptly, under the watchful eye of everyone else in the room, his face a rictus of fury and embarrassment. He walked towards Naruko in heavy, measured steps, before raising his hand to strike her…
*CRACK!*
Only to find his wrist shattered within Naruko's own grip, her previously 'soft', blue eyes looking more like a storm of blue fire.
As the guards stationed around the doors started moving, 'Kana' slammed a kick onto Kakeru's chest, sending him flying towards one of the windows, slamming through it and falling on the dance floor of the main area of the club.
Screams, shouts and shrieks filled the previously silent room, before the sounds of stamping feet filled the building, with the club goers running away from danger, and the hired bodyguards and mercs dashing towards the VIP room.
"I advise the two of you to calm down, ladies, before things get… nasty."
Ignoring the suggestion from the fat pig with sweat stains all over his clothes despite the air conditioning in the room, 'Naruko' reached under her skirt, withdrawing a handful of shuriken, while 'Kana' did the same with a Tanto.
Many large, muscular men burst in through the doors, armed with wakizashi, Tanto and even a few Katana, while others toted table legs, brass knuckles, or chains.
Without warning, the two women dashed towards the Yakuza bosses.
Naruko let loose the shuriken she had been clutching, nailing five of her targets, one of them to the throat. Landing softly, she turned on a dime only to block a sword slash from one of the bouncers using a Kunai, kicking his knee to get him off balance and bring him to the ground, before snapping a hard kick to his face that broke his jaw, knocking him out.
As this happened, five others had already surrounded her, while the rest of the mob bosses ran away in terror, with the exception of Auru who left at a regular walking pace.
'Kana' was contending with her own group of enemies, waving and weaving past clumsy attacks, retaliating with thrusts and slashes with her wielded Tanto.
Pushing back her attacker, 'Kana' flung a kunai straight towards his throat, ending his existence on a dime. The death of one of their own had the other bouncers wary, causing them to halt their attacks.
Big mistake.
In a blur of motion, 'Kana' had weaved through all of the enemies, the sound of her tanto slowly sliding into the sheath filling the sudden silence from her side.
When her blade clicked fully into its sheath, the room was covered in spurts of red as the enemies literally lost their heads.
Trusting Naruto to hold his own well enough, Anko made her way downstairs, dispatching a few more of the goons on her way.
Dashing outside of the club, she was witness to Auru flicking the blood of the last of the mob bosses from his katana, turning around to face her with a calm countenance.
Seeing the man's posture, Anko knew this was going to be the most dangerous fight in her life.
-With Naruto-
After having traded blows again with one of the guards, 'Naruko' decided to go all out, a puff of smoke revealing the true shape of the irate blonde.
The second of surprise in the guard's faces was enough for Naruto to jump upwards and spin 360 degrees, releasing a storm of Kunai and Shuriken at short range as he did, skewering all of the enemies.
Seeing more guards making their way up the room, Naruto went through his pouch and pulled out a small-yield bomb, wrapping it in kunai and razor-sharp wire before throwing it towards the stairs.
He heard the small *THUMP!* of detonation, followed by the pained gargling of people choking on their own blood, Naruto made for the window, jumping down and landing on top of the unconscious Kakeru. Dashing towards the exit, Naruto flicked his wrist, causing a Kunai to embed itself within Kakeru's forehead and ending him permanently, before slamming through the club's door, only to be met with the form of Anko, covered in blood and slashes, and worst of all, with a blade protruding from her back.
The world went into slow motion for Naruto as the blade was dragged back from Anko's torso, her body falling limply on the ground, a puddle of blood pooling on the ground under her, while Auru simply shifted in his stance, facing Naruto directly, his kimono void of even a single drop of blood.
Naruto saw red.
-Chapter, End! TBC!-
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