Summary: A series of violent rapes and murders targeting long, dark haired, young women have caught the attention of the Hokage. Her plan? Use a qualified, long, dark haired kunoichi as bait. The only one that fits the criteria? Hinata. NaruHina.
Warning: Rated M. Contains violence, rape, cursing, sex and murder.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything associated with it. That belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. (However I believe I have a claim to the idea I wrote about).
White Kunai
Chapter 1- Catalyst
Three Months Later
"Not again…" Tsunade moaned, looking at the reports in front of her. "Tenth time this month!" She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. How many more young women are going to die before we catch the White Kunai Killer? "Shizune!" She flipped through the pictures in disgust. Dismembered. Tiny cuts covering her body. Finger shaped bruises on her neck. Tsunade noticed there was one common thing in each of the murders. White Kunai Killer, she thought bitterly.
The door to her office flew open and a women holding a pig walked in. "Yes, Lady Tsunade?"
"He did it again."
Shizune cringed, gently placing Tonton on the floor. "Another one? How old this time?"
"Sixteen."
"That's horrible…" Shizune remembered the youngest murder in the past couple months was a young girl at the tender age of twelve.
The Hokage nodded solemnly. "I'm assigning a new mission. B-rank. Maybe A."
Shizune nodded, understanding. The last mission they attemped against the rapist was a failure. "What can I do to help?"
"I need a long, dark haired kunoichi. The rapist seems to prefer certain characteristics in the women he targets. Preferably between the ages of twelve and eighteen."
"Any ideas so far?"
"One," Tsunade said, leaning back in her chair and rubbing her eyes. "Get me the Hyuga girl."
"Hinata Hyuga?" Shizune questioned. "Where would she be right now?"
Tsunade smirked. "It's been two years since the Shinobi World War. The two have been getting close. Where else would she be other than Ichiraku's?"
Shizune smiled. "Of course."
"Bring along Ino Yamanaka too. Her skills could be a big help in this mission."
"And Naruto?"
"What about him?" Tsunade asked.
"He's bound to follow her here when he learns you called her in and he won't like what I'm assuming the girl is going to have to go through."
"Well, we can't do much about that can we? He'll be unpredictable as always. Find Hinata Hyuga. We have a lot to do."
"Order up!"
Two steaming bowls of ramen were placed in front of two of Konohas finest ninjas, Naruto Uzumaki and Hinata Hyuga.
"Ah, itadakimasu Ayame!" Naruto exclaimed, snapping his chopsticks apart. He pushed the other bowl closer to the girl seated next to him. "Here Hinata, eat up while it's hot." The Hyuga thanked the owners of the restaurant politely and stirred the noodles with her chopsticks. "Man, this tastes so much better since it's so cold out." Naruto murmured, slurping the noodles into his mouth. Snow was gently falling outside and the two had sought refuge from the weather in the shop when they returned from their casual walk around Konoha.
"Naruto-kun, what are you planning on doing after this?" Hinata asked in-between bites of her food. She had gotten much more comfortable around her crush after the war. They started spending more time with each other and Naruto was glad she stopped stuttering much when he was near.
"Eh, well, I don't really know," he said with a sheepish grin. He waved his chopsticks around as he listed things he could do, "maybe take a nap or train or something." He turned in his seat and gave the young women next to him a big grin. "Hinata want to train with me later?" he asked, looking at her.
Even after all the times they hung out she still got flustered around him. A very light pink graced her cheeks, and Naruto was unsure if it was because of the cold or because of him. It's cute though, he thought. Wait, is this a date?
"Yes. Yes, I would like that," Hinata said quietly.
"It's going to be cold though," Naruto warned with a laugh.
"I'm a ninja," Hinata said with a small smile. "The cold will add to the training."
Some distance away from the ramen shop, two figures were approaching the eighteen year olds seated at Ichiraku's. One was wearing a blue mask and the other red. They could hear laughter from the two teens and the slurping of ramen noodles as they got closer. The blonde leaned over and wiped something from the girls' face, who instantly turned red, which caused the blonde to laugh some more.
"Hinata Hyuga?" one of the figures said emotionlessly.
Both of the seated ninjas turned and saw two Anbu staring down at Hinata.
"Yes?" she asked, wiping her mouth gently with a napkin.
"The Hokage asks you to come with us."
"May I ask why?" she questioned politely, placing her chopsticks down and sliding off the seat. She looked up at the tall masked men in front of her curiously. She felt dwarfed in comparison to the towering Anbu. Naruto looked confused. Why would Granny Tsunade call Hinata? He eyed the two ninja with needless suspicion.
"Classified," the Anbu with the dark blue mask said. Naruto noticed the Anbu glance at him.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, slightly miffed. "What do you mean, classified? I can't know?"
"That's exactly what he means," the Anbu with the red mask said.
Naruto narrowed his eyes and was about to retort when Hinata stepped in front of him. "I'll go with you," she stated. As if I really have a choice. She turned to Naruto before leaving with the Anbu and said, "I suppose we will have to postpone our training session."
"Guess so," Naruto said, still eying the older ninjas behind Hinata. "I'll see you in a bit, Hinata."
Hinata looked at him questioningly before one of the Anbu gripped her arm softly and the three vanished.
Naruto turned to face Teuchi and Ayame and slammed some money on the table.
"Naruto you didn't even finish eating!" Ayame exclaimed.
"Maybe later!" Naruto exclaimed. "I have something to do right now." With that, Ayame blinked and the knuckle-headed ninja was gone.
"Wow," she said in awe. "And to think…before he would do anything to finish that ramen. He would never leave an empty bowl."
Her father came up behind her and laughed. "Well Ayame," Teuchi said smiling broadly, "he found something he might care for more than ramen now."
"Think he knows that though?"
"Ah, well, Naruto can be oblivious when it comes to these things," Teuchi said with a shake of his head. "I don't even know if he considers these outings with the Hyuga child dates."
Ayame gathered up the unfinished bowls and placed them in the sink. "I don't know…I sure hope he figures it out soon."
"Maybe he did."
"Maybe. The life of a ninja can be short," Ayame said sadly.
"Life can be short," her father corrected. "Remember those murders going on in that nearby village?"
Ayame grimanced. "How can I forget?"
Teuchi frowned. "I have a bad feeling. Naruto better keep a hold on that nice Hyuga girl. For his own sake, and for hers."
One Month Ago
A woman was walking down an empty road on her own, clad in skimpy clothing, her long, dark hair flowing freely behind her. She stumbled as though she was drunk, and giggled to herself. She swayed seductively as she walked, seemingly oblivious to the cold.
At first glance she would appear to be a drunken teenager heading home from some party but a closer look and you'd notice the glint in her eyes.
Eyes that have seen more than any regular teenage girl.
Eyes that have seen war and destruction and death.
These eyes weren't naturally that color blue.
That hair wasn't naturally black.
And she was not drunk.
And he knew that.
But she didn't.
She saw something move from the corner of her eye and jumped out of the way. A kunai stuck itself into the trunk of a tree near her. Something was tied to it. She exhaled, her hot breath creating a small fog after hitting the cold air around her. Her reflex was too good for someone so drunk. She cursed to herself. Her cover was blown. She pulled hidden needles from her clothes and held them close to her, wary of anything or anyone that should try to attack her and slowly approached the white kunai lodged in the tree.
She fumbled with the note tied to the metal, her fingers cold and numb. "Fuck. Fuck," she mumbled, trying to sense anyone around her but feeling nothing. Where's the backup team? She thought. They were supposed to be watching her in case the White Kunai Killer made an appearance. Shit. She couldn't even sense them. She couldn't sense anyone and that could be a bad thing. She managed to untie the paper and unfurled it as quickly as she could.
I can see through your henge. Trying to use a transformation jutsu on me? Please. I prey only on young women. Women innocent or just starting to learn the ways of love. I'm sure you figured that out by now. You are not that young and you do not have dark hair. Or long hair for that matter. Simple tricks will not work on me though I admire the effort. I will not hurt you unless you provoke me. Leave. Your team is still alive, but maybe a little disorientated from the genjutsu placed on them. Much luck to you and whoever else tries to stop me.
The disguised kunoichi cursed. This wouldn't work. They'd have to think of something more drastic before it was too late.
He's insane. She thought. Insane and a ninja! She turned and looked at the weapon glinting in the moonlight, slightly impressed. If she were actually drunk that white kunai would have pierced clean through her heart.
Stay tuned for more!
I'm sorry if the story is moving slow right now, I need to set the tone. It will get better I hope. Next chapter will be longer.
Please review so I know if people are interested and would like to keep reading. I will update as soon as possible.
Thanks!
-Magma E.
Up Next: Briefing
"And you Naruto will be nearby at all times. You will watch Hinata. You will protect Hinata. You will make sure no real harm befalls Hinata during these treks. Is that clear?"