Once again – no owning of Naruto-ness by me. Tsuka and Dai are mine though. Hope you like.
BTW, I am writing a hard copy, and I'm about 5-7 chapters ahead in that. There's plenty to this story!
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Heaving himself up from his sitting position, Kiba started to pack. A lightweight blanket, a few days worth of food for himself (as well as depleteing the rest of the kibble for Akamaru) blah, blah, blah, typical stuff. Kiba moved on, getting a few changes of clothes, his collapsible tent, and most importantly, tracking equipment and fresh kunai and shuriken. Hoisting the full pack to his shoulders, and remembering to snag the adapter so Akamaru could carry it in case, Kiba tied his headband on through his shaggy dark hair and went to go convince Tsunade.
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"Ah, Kiba, glad you're here," Tsunade motioned him and the dog in, brushing off a rather irritated Shizune. Apperantly the Fifth was doing one of her least favorite jobs: paperwork.
Kiba started to open his mouth, but before the words got past his chest, the Hokage cut him off.
"Hear me out Inuzuka – I know you're here because you 'don't need' a partner, but this person I have you with may prove pretty useful where you aren't." She smiled hopefully, age and stress noticeably tiring her. Whatever, Granny Tsunade didn't need any crap from him, so why not? Kiba shrugged and submitted to her will.
She looked relieved as she handed Kiba two rather thin ninja files. Two? Kiba started to speak again in protest, but once again the irritable old lady cut him off.
"Yes. There's two. You'll figure it out. Just read 'em and report back at three o'clock for debriefing." Tsunade rolled her eyes and ushered him out of the door with her hand, and painstakingly turned back to the paperwork.
Outside, Kiba and Akamaru sat down on a bench outside the Hokage's office, and, settling himself down to read for the 15 or so minutes he had, the shinobi opened the larger of the two files to the first page.
A blush crept over his red-marked cheeks as he stared at the picture in the left-hand corner. A pretty blond kunoichi grinned back, her features delicate, but with a ferocity and wildness that was totally contrary to Hinata's face. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something about her seemed odd… inhuman maybe.
Shaking himself free of the picture, he scanned the rest of her file. She was 17, and had graduated at age 11, so she was a little ahead of Kiba in "official ninja" years. She sheepishly looked to see if anyone was around, then tried in vain to see if the file listed her measurements. No such luck. Stupid dog. Get your mind out of the gutter, damn it.
She had a pretty impressive mission record, her statistics were well rounded, with high scores in tactics; O blood type, but it seemed like these ninja files weren't as foolproof as they were thought to be. Someone had obviously made a typo on her vision notes though. Kiba himself had 20/20 vision, but this girl's eyesight was, according to the file, over 20 times that good. That was close to Byakugan scoring. It was just impossible. Kiba shrugged – he could bring it up with the Fifth later.
The dog boy had wanted to find out more about this mystifying girl (why was she such an improvement to his tracking skills?), but as he reached for the second file, Akamaru tugged at his pant leg. It was three already, and time to head back in. Scooping up the files, the teen and dog headed back into Tsunade's lair.
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Thus introduces – somewhat, at least – the OC. Hope I kept your interest up!