Kitsune-san

By: Jolly

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Author's Note

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Okay, I wouldn't call 2 reviews a 'large' response, but after I reposted the story with a new summary, it got fivefold more hits in one day than it did over a two-week period. So in an attempt to placate my once again annoying muse, I'm going to go ahead and put up chapter 2 and see what you think. Yes, this is a very short chapter, but that couldn't be helped. If you want them to be longer, I wouldn't mind a little help with content on y'all's part. ^_^

Realize that this story is a BIG exception to my normal rule of not writing unless I've got most of it planned out. Therefore much of the story is up in the air at this point. Your reviews have serious impact upon how this story is going to play out as well as whether or not this story is even going to continue. Something that is another exception from my normal rule of not abandoning a story once I've started it.

That being said, I do enjoy writing this story. It's just that I don't think this plot will work out well, especially since I threw in yet another OC; something that seems to be the bane of my readers' existences. You may think I'm fishing for reviews (well, kinda...), but unless I know readers like this story I just can't seem to get as inspired to write this story like I can my other two.

Lemme know what you think! Here's chapter 2.

Enjoy!

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"So, you want to tell me what that was all about?" asked a tired looking Kakashi as he and his partner walked down the street away from Naruto's apartment while the sun rose behind them.

"What? I just wanted to make sure his shit didn't get trashed while I was gone," his companion grumbled. "I hate seeing what this village has turned into since I left. Are all the villagers really that fucking stupid?"

Kakashi sighed and glanced at him with a frown. "Not all of them, but the vast majority; yes. So, Hokage-sama entrusted you with his safety? What do you plan on doing?"

The other man glanced over with a feral grin plastered on his face. "I'll explain once I've got everything planned out. In the meantime, get what rest you can."

The man's expression had Kakashi feeling a chill. "You do remember that this isn't Mist, right? You can't just kill a bunch of villagers out of hand because you want to."

The other man scowled at him before facing forward again. "No shit, baka. Like I would emulate those sick fucks anyway! Bunch of cold-hearted assholes if you ask me." Suddenly his expression shifted from one of hatred to one of perversion. "Though I have to admit, the next in line for Mizukage is a fox! She's bipolar as hell, and I would never piss her off, but she's got all the prerequisites for the position."

Kakashi looked over in amusement at the other man's sudden change of subject. "Aside from the normal reasons for not pissing off a female, especially a powerful one, why would you never piss her off?"

He gave an involuntary shiver as he looked at the cycloptic jounin. "Ever heard of Bujiro the Beast?"

Kakashi nodded as he recalled the pertinent information he'd read from the bingo book. "Namuka Bujiro: A-class jounin from the Village Hidden in the Mist, known for his ruthlessness and vicious behavior towards captives; especially female captives. Dubbed 'Beast' as a chunin after he led a team in capturing a dissident village. Reports said he had the genin under his command kill all the men and help him rape the women before slitting their throats over the course of a week."

"Yeah, that's the guy. I'm surprised that information hasn't been updated yet though," the other man said, causing Kakashi to raise an eyebrow in query. "He's dead. Been dead almost three months now. He was out drinking with his buddies when she walked into the bar. He made some derisive comments about her fucking her way to her position and she left shortly after. Next day, she confronts him in the street, after he'd recovered from his hangover, about what he said and gave him a chance to take it back since he was drunk."

He shook his head as he remembered the man's stupidity. "Instead, the stupid fuck laughs in her face and says, 'Stupid sluts should know their place… on their backs!' Five seconds later, he's a bloody smear spread across the street. I didn't even see her move. I personally think the guy had a death wish. I mean, even the few remaining Swordsmen don't mess with her."

Kakashi's eye widened at that. The Seven Swordsmen of the Mist were known to be the most vicious and powerful shinobi the Hidden Mist had produced in decades. The fact that even they wouldn't provoke her ire spoke volumes. "She's really that powerful?" His companion's only response was a nod.

"Hell, there're a couple of the upcoming replacements for the Swordsmen that idolize her. There was this one kid that chased me when I exfiltrated from Mist that was damn near as good as the guy he was replacing. I outran everyone else, but that kid almost fucking cut me down with those twin blades of his. I think he has a big crush on her to be honest." He snorted as he remembered the fight and mentally amended his statement.

"Fuck 'think'. I know he does. Otherwise I'd be dead right now. I called him on his infatuation with the women and the kid turned red as a tomato! That's the only thing that gave me the chance to knock him out and get the hell away."

Kakashi looked over with curiosity. "Why didn't you kill him if he was that good?" he asked seriously, causing the other man to shrug.

"I liked the kid. You know me. If I can avoid killing someone, I will. Hell, it wasn't his fault I was a spy. We were both just doing our jobs. If he'd forced me to, I would have killed him... but he didn't want to fight with me either. So I used his distraction to disable him instead."

Kakashi's smirk was hidden by his mask. "Softie."

The other man gave him a one-fingered salute as he smirked. "Go fuck yourself Kakashi. I'm still older and stronger than you and I can still kick your ass!"

"Maa, maa. No need to get so uptight," Kakashi said, holding up his hands defensively. As the pair laughed, the finally arrived at their apartment building. "Let's just get some sleep. Tomorrow you have to start looking for members for the protection teams."

"Yeah, yeah."

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"Keitaro! Do you have to use that language around my daughter?" asked the tall, whiskered blond walking into the living room. Sitting on the floor was a young, long blond-haired girl with piercing cerulean eyes and a spiky, silver-haired man in his late-thirties. Both looked up with mischievous grins at the scowling man in the entryway.

"Sorry, Hokage-sama," the older man said, completely unrepentant. "You know I promised Kimiko-chan that I would tell her the story of how I met you when she finally became a ninja! Now that she's officially an adult, she's old enough to hear it in all its vulgar glory."

The blond sighed and palmed his forehead. "Keitaro... How many times do I have to tell you? It's 'Naruto' in private."

This got a laugh from the man sitting on the floor. "Yeah, but I'm trying to set a good example for your daughter to follow. It wouldn't do for her to call you 'Dad' when you assign her missions at the Hokage Tower, would it now?"

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Yet you consider using curse words to be a 'good example to follow'? I don't get you sometimes... you know that, right?"

Keitaro shrugged. "Nothing new. I lost count of how many times I set a bad example for you when I wasn't 'Kitsune-san'." Naruto laughed and shook his head.

"Lucky for me, your bad habits never rubbed off on me. Between you, Kakashi-sensei, Ero-Sennin, and Baa-chan, I don't know how I didn't turn out to be a swearing, perverted alcoholic." Looking down at the pair, he shrugged and turned to leave so he could find out what was for dinner. "Fine, tell her what you want. But if her mother hears either of you talking like that, you're on your own."

"Hey, I've lived a full life! I say live on the edge! The worst she could do is kill me, and it's not like she'd be the first one to try either," he replied with a grin as Naruto disappeared. Turning back to the giggling girl in front of him, he leaned forward and whispered, "You wanna hear the story how your dad and mom first met?"

Kimiko nodded vigorously as she scooted closer so she could hear him better. He glanced over his shoulder quickly to check for any eavesdroppers before starting his story. "Well, to be honest, there were two girls after your dad's affections."

Kimiko's eyes widened, not previously knowing that bit of information. "Really?"

"Yup! What's funny is that he met them both around the same time and both girls started trying to spend time with him after that," Keitaro explained.

"Wow... So what happened?" she asked excitedly.

He chuckled and sat back, diving into his memories to better tell his story. "Well, it all started right around Yuletide the same year 'Kitsune' took over watching the rambunctious blond..."

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Author's Note

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YAY for storytime! ^_^

So I dropped a few more hints as to the identity of our good ANBU, Kitsune aka Keitaro. You're all still free to guess who he's related to and how, but if you can't figure it out by now I must be seriously being super vague about it. Yes, Keitaro swears a lot. You were warned in chapter 1 (or was I too vague about that, too?). :P It's rated M for a reason...

Remember, your reviews and PMs greatly affect how this story will turn out! I'm not going to decide on who Naruto gets with anytime soon, so if this story continues then you'll all have plenty of time to give your opinion. I'm probably going to spend most of the story telling how both girls vie for his attention until I get a clear majority.

If you like this story and want me to continue writing it, leave a review or send me a PM!

Ja-ne!