Well this is chapter two, hopefully you are not bored so far and are interested enough to keep reading, ahaha. This story may have some inconsistencies here and there so please don't let that bother you too much. It isn't mean to be 100 % canon, because that would just take so much energy that a lazy-ass like me could not handle. :P XD Also, I'm changing the way of writing it back to masculine form of referring to Naruto, sorry I kept accidently typing it that way so I might as well keep it, if this bother you please tell me, or if you prefer it one way just tell me! Thanks and enjoy! Review, por favor!
P.S.: I know Naruto should be like panicking, but let's just say that will come later, kay? Ahahahhahah
Naruto whooped with glee. "I totally knocked him out!" He laughed with delight as he tensed and jumped across a small field, landing with a 'thump' on one of the great tree's Fire country was so famous for. A familiar sense of comfort ran throughout his body as he felt the wind sweep past his. He sniffed lightly and could tell that a storm would soon descend over them. "I could use a shower," he thought jokingly. Looking down he noticed that the pristine kimono that he had started with was now smudged with dirt and torn at random spots due to the branches wiping his body. He had been running for a good half hour for good measure. It also felt good to let loose and feel his muscles strain with the force of blurring in and out of the plant life. If he really wanted to, he could throw on a simple transformation to override the last one he had put on it, but that wasn't really necessary. "Hopefully, I can get out of this getup soon, anyway," he said to no one in particular.
Closing his eyes he leaned slightly against the massive tree and let his body relax. Thanks to the senjutsu training, he could feel the natural energy of the tree emanating below his, lazily flowing about his body and around anything that surrounded it. If he wished, he could open his body up and let all that invigorating yet relaxing energy flow throughout his body, strengthening his body tremendously. He wasn't about to kill some powerhouse so he simply took a 'taste' of it and shook off the rest of the energy. Sighing deeply, he languidly opened his eyes and stared out into the space before his.
It was about mid-morning so the field was illuminated nicely. It wasn't anything special, just some overgrown shrubs and weeds surrounded by looming trees. He squinted and caught a glimpse of a rabbit hop into its home. Expanding his view, he also saw a black bird swoop into the grass followed by a 'kaw!'
After staring at nothing in particular for a while he saw a sapling that caught his attention. Jumping down from the branch he had been standing on, he walked through the shrubbery and slowed until he was staring up at a young tree. It was an ordinary tree, nothing spectacular about it, but what really caught his attention were the scorch marks that marred its young trunk. He leaned closely and extended his arm and touched it tentatively. Carefully he peeled back a little of the burnt bark and revealed a clean surface below, though a bit jagged. A sense of nostalgia hit his and sent his mind reeling.
"This is….," whispering out of awe, his eyes watered. Training field 6-a. Naruto stumbled back and did a retake on the scenery around him. The field now had a deeper meaning to it. What was before a messy area of the forest turned into the well-kept if not roughened up training area for young shinobi. The sapling then transformed into a mighty tree, with mammoth leaves the size of his head. Now almost ten times its size, the scar remained, but not as pronounced.
A ghost of a small child peeked out from behind it and ran past him screaming, followed by two more laughing faces, hands held out in front of them. Naruto blinked rapidly,trying to have the mirage-like scene disappear. Nothing happened as the three kids continued to play their game of tag. Voices of joy rang out as one of the fellow children was captured by the tallest of the three. The short boy got tackled to the ground, and screamed out with excitement as the last of the trio descended on the boy and started to tickle him vigorously. Peels of laughter erupted from the young lad as his friends continued to attack his body.
Finally after seconds of agonizing torture, the boy held his hands up in surrender and accepted his fate. The two other children simply smirked and picked him up quickly. Mouths moved quickly babbling about some nonsense to do with action figures and candy. Three sets of eyes lit up with glee as a verdict was reached to go beg for some delicious candy. Nodding with a determined look on all their faces, they ran off in the direction of what he imagined was the village bazaar.Moments passed by as a young, blond-haired boy slid out behind a boulder, a limp to his step. The child looked longingly out to the recently departed trio. A small whimper escaped the boy as he stepped on a sharp rock, his bare feet giving him no protection. The blonds' legs crumpled from underneath him as his frail body could no longer hold himself up.
Naruto watched it all unfold before his, a strong emotion washed over him as knowledge of what was going to happen next hit him.
A yound chuunin around twenty walked up to the crying child and kneeled in front of him, a smile on his face. The shinobi sat on his haunches and took the sad child into his arms, whispering reassuring thoughts into the boy's ears. The child quickly perked up and hugged the man with the biggest hug a small child could muster and gave a loud 'whoop!' The chuunin gave a kind smile and stood up and placed the child around his shoulders, and then they too walked off into the distance.
The vision wavered slightly then disappeared altogether as Naruto let himself fall and rolled unto his back. Silent tears rolling down his cheeks as he replayed incident over and over in his head. If one were to happen onto the young woman crying, they would think something terrible had just happened and would have politely excused themselves. Or if they held some courage, stay and speak to the woman and reassure her. What was actually strange about the situation was that Naruto was not sad, or even bothered in the slightest, he was happy, so happy in fact that tears poured down his face.
The flashback that he had just experienced was one of his fondest memories. It was the day that he had almost summed up enough courage to ask the village kids to play with him, but they had ran off to eat sweets. He had not had such a high self-esteem back then and had thought they had disappeared because of his presence. What reassured him that they had not run off because of him was the chuunin who had happened to stumble upon the field to witness everything play out. It was before he had met Iruka and all of his precious people. It was one of those rare moments when a villager had not begrudged him for the demon that had been forced inside, or had helped him out just to brag about it, but because that man had truly cared. He never got the name of the kind chuunin, or any other fact that could help trace him, but that memory always stuck a cord in his heart. He let his eyelids fall and was about to take a nice lone nap when something disrupted his peace.
"Woman! Where are you?" A male voice could be heard from a ways away. Shit, it's the freakazoid from earlier! Trying not to have the panic show on his face, Naruto tried to think of a plan that wouldn't attract too much attention. Okay, from the sounds of it he's about 120 meters away, so that gives me about 5 minutes to escape, unless he's determined then that gives me about 90 seconds. He quickly calculated, hoping it was right. He had tried to be more into the mathematical sections of shinobi life, thanks to some unwilling help from Shikamaru, but at times things didn't always work a few seconds he heard some shrubs rustling, marking the target closer. Damnit, why did it have to be Madara of all people?
Hoping he would have enough time, he quickly set about setting up some traps just in case things got out of hand. A trip wire here, some exploding tags there, and a couple of emergency kagebunshin awaiting orders just to keep it simple. Twenty seconds left. With the remaining time he had left, he composed himself and laid back down in front of the scarred tree and pretended to be at peace with himself and nature. Yeah, hope he buys it.
"Found you." Madara said. If Naruto wasn't pretending so hard to be relaxed, he could have sworn there was a hint of glee in that phrase. That totally wasn't there, it's all in your head.
"Erh, hello, and what exactly have you found?" Naruto said, trying to be sly and gave him a grin. "The woman who layed your ass ou-I mean, who happened upon your home accidently. I was about to dose off, is there something that is wrong, I would be all to glad to help?" Fuck, this feminine talk takes up too much energy. He though exasperated, usually when he did go on these gender bender missions he prepared himself more. He had time to research the speech pattern, common dialects, and behavior that a certain region used. Then took several days memorizing them and incorporating them right before he left, he also had to imagine himself being a native, not just an intruder. Though that was only half of what he did, the rest had to do with that fragile thing upstairs, the right mental state was of upmost importance. Kurenai had stressed that in him most determinedly. He could just hear her voice now.
"Naruto, being a woman isn't just all looks and trying to act cute, you must remember that this is also a type of recon mission. You are collecting data that can be vital to your survival and most importantly the help this village thrive. You can't simply transform yourself and act the way you normally do. A woman can only get away with so much. When a woman does not act the way people expect her to act, especially on a mission, attention gets drawn to her. Do you understand me? Do. Not. Attract. Attention." She had continued to lecture him on the aspects of being woman and that though it did irritate her that some men were extremely chauvinistic that he should not let that get to him or get him to lose his head.
"Before going out to accomplish your mission you must get into the mind of a female, you can't simply act. You have to BE a woman. I recommend doing a bit of rearranging and meditating within your mind at least one to two days ahead of time. It will help keep your mind stable and prevent you from breaking from character. "Don't worry Kurenai-san, I got this! It's like senjutsu training, boob edition!"He had laughed it off and was about to transform when Kurenai's eyes had lit up with fire and her fists had clenched audibly. That had earned him a couple bonks on the head, well that was how many he counted before he had been out of commission. He of course had apologized profusely and had made it up to her by buying her an expensive sweater made out of some cashmere material he had researched women loved.
Letting out a small sigh Naruto let his mind go still, letting past mission run through his mind, sqeezing hours of meditation into a few seconds. Get your act together Naruto, this isn't some mission you can mess up. This is time you are screwing with, ain't no fixing this.
Focusing back on the present, his eyes took in the site before him. Uchiha Madara was staring at him way too intently, his eyes were, swear to god, glittering. His plain blue shirt and dark shorts were in perfect condition, asshole, his hair though was in disarray with patched of spiked bangs sticking up while the longer layers in the back were matted down by what he supposed was sweat. Heh, can't always look so perfect now can you. I'm the son of the freakin' Yellow Flash, you can't catch me without breaking a sweat!
"You will come with me, I didn't pardon you from my estate. I am within my right to hold you accountable for the harm you inflicted upon my property." He said with a slight uplift of the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't been used to hanging around bastard-Uchiha's he would have missed it, and mistaken the demand and something to be feared, but being on the team with the sole survivor of the clan, these types of facial quirks were easy to spot. Translation: Uchiha Madara was amused as hell and he knew he could do whatever he wanted and no one would protest. Well fuck, if he was gonna play that card, then Naruto would sure as hell deal.
"Really? An estate in which you were about to do who knows what to a lost and terrified woman. I believe that is grounds for my own terms of having you punished. You sir, are not fairing well in terms of being a diplomat, what will my family think of such dishonorable deeds?" Naruto retorted, and tried to slide up as gracefully as possible to a sitting position; hands laid delicately on his now full bosom, brows furrowed in mock contemplation.
A flicker of something Naruto couldn't quite recognized passed through Madaras eyes as he did this. Please tell me he's a little apprehensive, I all but accused him of attempted rape. Naruto silently prayed. You couldn't really mess with a guy if he didn't feel bad to begin with.
Madara's head reeled back at the implications the woman before him accused him of. An Uchiha did not need to resort to such disgusting actions, women were all but throwing themselves at his feet. His mind ran a mile a minute as reasons as to why she was goading him into this situation. Was she someone to be reckoned with? 'This woman, this hellion, says she is of high authority, who would listen to her? But if she says she is a diplomat, one that speaks so loosely, then I may be treading into dangerous grounds. Could she perhaps be…of the Senju clan?' A small pang of fear ran throughout his body, was she sent here to entice him into unfavorable actions which could endanger his possibility of being village leader? He gave her another look over, but nothing about spoke of those cursed Senju attributes. The only thing that was dominantly Senju was her attitude, that will they were so damned proud of. Of course she was not of the Senju, perhaps she was not part of a clan at all.
A possible Yamanaka, but they were weak-brained fools who thought all minds were easy to probe. Besides, the Yamanaka was a barely established family, boasting no more than a few members, hardly one to fear. Her speed earlier was extremely impressive, though speed was not always of shinobi attributes, it could also be of some hobby or pastime in which a bored woman might partake in; he wasn't too sure. But other than that, nothing about her gave off the ninja vibe that most of his comrades did. There were only a handful of kunoichi, and those were medic-nin, too afraid to leave the comfort of home. What was more probable was that she was a mere visitor hoping to see the fireworks between the Uchiha and Senju. Coming to a decision, he relaxed as he pegged her to be harmless. 'Nice try, a female such as yourself could not even dream of coming up to my standards. It would have almost been worth it.' He contemplated as he stated into her eyes yet again. Such beauty wasted on a nobody. Perhaps he could have a quick romp and be done with her.
"Your lies are wasted, I do not need to waste so much time with a woman like you. Your connections, or whatever they may be will provide me with a good laugh, let's be quick about it and get it over with." He gave her a self-assured smile as he bent down to grab her arm.
Naruto stared at the man as if he grew another head. Was he fuckin' serious? So he thinks I'm some poor woman trying to get into his pants? Well, let's see if he likes this.
With the swiftness that only a well trained shinobi could attain, Naruto whipped out his hand and slapped the irritating bastard twice before leaping over the confused Uchiha and hit him upside the head. It's on, bitch. If I could just punch that grin off your face…
"Did that connect well with you, hm? I might have you a bit hard, perhaps you should lie down?" Naruto all but mocked him, his voice all but dripped with sarcasm, "Here, let me help you," he said with a sugary sweet voice then aimed a kick for his head. To hell with all this bullshit.
To his surprise, Madara spun on his heel and caught her dainty foot, with a bruising grip. 'So she is trained,' He thought, perhaps this woman was not so harmless after all, perhaps she could provide him with entertainment other than carnal pleasure. He grabbed her leg with both arms and swung her towards the nearest tree. 'Well, not so well trained if she couldn't stop that.' He thought, trying to hide his disappointment. Not bothering to look back he waited for the 'crack' of her body hitting the wood. Silence was all that followed. "Well, perhaps I didn't throw her far enough," turning around to see his work, his face was met with a punch so severe, that it sent him into the trees.
Naruto smiled as he saw Madara crash into the forest and knock down two trees. Damn, I was aiming for four. He all but pouted as he saw the dark head of hear bob up from the debris.
"Hey, don't underestimate me! I may be a woman but weak is weak, know what I mean?" He yelled across to him, hands cupped around his mouth. With that said he expected some fireball jutsu aimed his way, but all he saw was Madara's head laid against a broken branch. Maybe I killed him.
Dusting his kimono off, he made his way to the site of the crash to see what was up. About halfway there he froze as he felt a familiar chakra surge. Turning his head slightly, he was met with a pair of Sharingan eyes, then everything went black.