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Tsunade and Shizune were shocked when Hanten dropped his jaguar appearance, looking like a regular human on shinobi clothes save for his pupilless purple eyes. "Is there a problem?" Problem? Not at all, he just had a hunky body and both women were... dry, to say. 'Oho~ Seems that I will have some fun~' He pulled some of his dark blue hair speckled with yellow to his face. "I need to cut it." Kyou bumped HARD on Shizune, almost throwing her on the male, who managed to catch her. "Kyou! What are you planning?" The pervy wolf pulled the jaguar close, holding a photo. †Do what I say and I'll give you a pic of Hitomi with her daughters.† Hanten couldn't nod fast enough and went to the woods with the brunette.

Roppoi was glaring at her idiotic partner. "What did you do to him?" Kyou just shrugged. "I just played to his sister complex." Tsunade grabbed her and had a glare. "And what did you tell him to do with my pupil?!" Kyou had zero worries. "I asked him to have her cut his hair while facing him. That sis-con won the prize of 'Best Hunk' back home a few times." With that said, the male returned with a beet red Shizune, sporting chin length hair. "Hey Kyou, gimme the photo!" Hanten began rolling on the ground as he stared at the picture, letting out croons and mewling. "You weren't kidding." The buxom blond had a dumbstruck face at the scene of a grown ass up man giggling like a girl in the Academy.

Hitomi felt a chill going down her spine. 'Hanten?!' Hinata and Hanabi had rushed to her in worry after seeing her tremble a lot. "Damn sis-con..." She was in an orz pose, seemingly about to puke. "You two, pay attention." The woman grabbed the two girls on the shoulder. "If you see a man with blue and yellow hair, run without looking back." Then she ran away to a training ground. "What happened?" The two sisters saw a cloud of dust and shrapnel rise in the distance as an outraged scream rang. "She must have recalled something infuriating."

Kigen was with his son, watching as he wrote one of the rare letters for his penpal, catching sight of a slip of paper. 'It's a photo...' He plucked it and skimmed over it, then groaned, the girl was the clone of her mother, he only prayed that she didn't have the same temper. 'Waitaminute!' He squinted at her eyes, making out the faint outline of her pupil. 'Yup, she's like her uncle.' Which feline would she turn into? "Dad, give my photo back." Naruto was looking at him dubiously. "Or are you a lolicon like the ones Aunty Kyou complains about?" The gray wolf almost spat blood at the idea. "NORWAY!" He was with Roppoi now, he had no need for other females. And Hitomi would gut him with her nails if she ever caught wind of this!

Naruto had started the letter exchange through Kyou's encouragement, sending doodles until he could write properly. He had recalled those pale lavender eyes, much like Hanten's, they were the only pairs that looked at him with acceptance. 'Aunty Hitomi...' The woman had once told him of his mother when she found him crying, soothing his worries. She and Hinata had almost turned into faceless images, but he managed to convince her to send a photo of herself to him. "Is that your fap material~?" Although he had to deal with the needling of Kyou for a full week.

His whiskers twitched, she was under the impression that he was still human, and that lie was lashing at him like a raging cat. But after hearing Hanten refer to Hitomi as his sister, that sparked some hope that they could be friends face to face, as she might be able to transform like Spots and Tufts. Speaking of Hasamu, the bobcat had been glaring at his family nonstop. 'Why is that?' She was now looking a bit like Hinata, but with longer dark gray hair with spots all over it and her eyes were golden with slits. "Chet, why should we be with mongrels..." The fox got ticked off at that but kept his mouth shut.

The boy was scribbling on a scroll, practicing the lessons of Kyou on calligraphy, the brown wolf could act like a lecher but was a stickler for proper writing. His hand still stung with the grip used to correct his strokes. "If I ever see you writing chicken scratch again..." The threat hung over his head like a sword about to fall. If he recalled well, his parents had once referred to his crazy aunt as a seal and tech expert from a lineage specialized in that. 'So she's training me for that?' He shuddered at the idea of more time spent alone with her.

The classroom was buzzing with the chatter of the genin soon to be assigned to teams. Iruka looked at them with pride, silently praying for their safety in missions. The absence of Mizuki was unexpected, but maybe he got involved in the mess of the Scroll theft. As he named the teams, some people complained because they didn't get along with a member or because they would rather be with someone else. The jōnin instructors came in right after he finished stating a team placement, making the room empty gradually. But he had hit a snag, Hatake Kakashi's team had to stay longer than the usual due to his... quirk.

Iruka watched when the most dynamic team got taken away, Kiba was almost flying in excitement with his ninken while his teammates and instructor merely watched with mirth. Then he had a look of discomfort, The Uchiha was drilling holes on his back with his stare while Sakura fawned over him and Sai just smiled creepily. "Sorry for leaving you alone, but you have to wait for your instructor and I need to tend to my job." He rushed away from the stuffy room, he would rather have to chase the blond from years ago who pulled elaborate pranks than keep watch over the trio.

The newly appointed Team 8 analyzed their assigned jōnin, trying to figure her out. In the meanwhile, Kurenai ran over what she knew about the trio and held a shudder. Hitomi and Tsume were rumored to have pushed their children to the limit along with the Aburame heir. 'How can I gauge their skill?' Then a devious idea popped up in her mind. She cleared her throat and saw how their gazes sharpened. "Okay, as your instructor until one of you become chūnin, I will give you a test to see if you are ready for the shinobi life." She pulled her Bingo book and opened in a particular profile. "He is your indirect target." A masked man with silver hair was described in the pages.

"How so, teacher? If you might elaborate, we might have better odds." The Aburame had a glint on his glasses. "Yeah, this' sounding like one of mom's assassination reports." The Inuzuka had a feral smirk. "Oh, it's the man who mother antagonizes." The Hyūga gave out an unexpected tidbit. 'The Bloody Tigress dislikes this poor sap?!' But their perception was more than she anticipated. "What I want you to do is to destroy an item of his, an orange book." At that, she was surprised with bloodlust from the girl. "Teacher, are you referring to a porn series?" Kurenai had a blank face. "How do you know that?" Hinata had a sweet smile. "Because I helped mother burn the stash hidden at my clan compound." So she was one of the culprits behind the 'Great Hyūga Wail'.

"Very well, your opponent is jōnin level, and he was also assigned to a team, 7 to be exact." Kurenai paused to give her personal opinion. "He is chronically late when it comes to village matters, and considering that you are fresh out from the Academy, he will underestimate you." The woman thought about where he would be. "If I may intrude." She motioned for Shino continue. "Taking your assessment into account, he will be late to pick his genin as well. Being the case, may I ask if you know where he usually enacts his team evaluations?" Typical Aburame calculus, if the other members were as good... "He prefers the training ground closest to the Memorial Stone." The team nodded and darted there, probably to lay traps. 'Let's see how the second coming of the Wild Trio fares.'

In a secluded training ground, Hitomi had been eating her cinnamon roll in peace, when she got blindsided by a flying glomp from Tsume, who was now hanging onto her back. "Our pups are genin now, our training paid off!" The woman kept eating, apparently not caring about it. "Hey, I'm talking to you." The Inuzuka began tightening her arms around the woman's neck. Then she had to let go and jump back, lest she got her face impaled by horns. "I already told you to not do this." Hitomi and Tsume struck small talk until Shibi came as well. "It's good to see that our forethought wasn't misplaced." Hitomi just averted her eyes, picking the attention of her company. "No way! You did something to the old monkey?" Tsume began laughing heartily at that. "I only told him about my opinion."

Shibi watched as the females interacted. They might have had their differences, but now they were... vitriolic friends. Occasionally fighting, they would support each other if need be. But boy, their fights were destructive, requiring his best kikaichū to break off. Then he thought about her special bloodline. 'It's a given after all, who knows who her ancestors were. But it's quite an asset.' The woman was unable to transform fully into a horned tiger, it was restricted to only arms or legs, sometimes the head, like just now. Maybe that was the reason she came here, so far from her own family, to build a secondary strain of the bloodline. Or would it be a case of atavism, where the traits would appear fully in the daughter?

Henran, a tribe forged by war... no wonder that the descendant was so fiery. Every member embodied a certain feline, but apparently the Tsuki clan, the one from which Hitomi hailed, only became great cats. 'Maybe it's due to superior lineage...' Being the second daughter of the great leader, Hitomi hadn't inherited the third bloodline, one that she said that was even better than the Byakugan but only the first-born could receive. Both Shibi and Tsume had taken a vow to not reveal such information before the due time.

The great Hyūga wail

Hitomi had veins pulsing at her temple and it wasn't because of her Byakugan, no, it was due to a certain series of books authored by a certain hermit, whose hatred had been instilled in her by her deceased friend Kushina. She had once caught Hiashi reading that trash, and came to the logical conclusion that there should be more of that filth within the clan compound.

Hinata had seen her mother scour every room in search of books and decided to help, not questioning her reason for that. For some reason those books were well hidden, some even had privacy seals. There were traps protecting some hideouts, but it served as additional training for her. "What are these books?" Hitomi turned to her daughter. "Pure crap that shouldn't exist."

Every owner of Icha Icha book could only watch powerlessly as Hitomi poured oil over the pile of books and spat a fire technique at it, lighting up a bonfire. The woman gazed at all the onlookers, pulling an eyelid down with a flipped bird.

The entire village was startled by the collective scream that rose from the Hyūga compound.