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Chapter 2

The sky was clear, like the calm before a storm. Brewing, until it accumulates and lash it all out to the unfortunate people. The clouds were building up, slowly forming a veil of thick dark tendrils covering the once clear sky, a storm is coming. Naruto's mood can be compared to this lovely weather and Kakashi Hatake is the lucky guy to take it all on.

Naruto glanced at the corner where a pair of men wearing black suits was seating, their heads hanging low. The other man had brown shaggy hair, looking like he just came out of bed, with red triangle tattoos on each of his cheeks. He was fiddling with the chain attached to his pants, seeming to be nonchalant about the angry stare that was burning a hole in his head, this lad was Kiba. Another man was silently murmuring to his self about youthful maidens, while pumping his hands in the air and crying manly tears. This man had a haircut reminiscent of a bowl; his bows were so bushy that it seems a caterpillar had taken a permanent residence on his forehead. His name was Lee. Once again, both of these men were the current source of Naruto's headache. They got arrested because Lee had drunk a small very copious amount of sake, it's not illegal for someone to drink but when Lee even gets a sip of any kind of alcohol, he becomes a fighting machine, wrecking havoc and chaos wherever he is or simply speaking, he's stupidity knows no bounds during these times. Now, that had been five hours ago, Lee had finally sobered up with a few perfectly placed punches from a weary Naruto whom was dealing with all the paper works to get them out. And to think she escaped work to evade this monsters. Damn you Kakashi!

Speaking of Kakashi, the devil didn't even have the guts to fix the trouble his goons had made. Naruto inhaled deeply to bottle up her annoyance with the said man. Smiling sadistically, she got her phone out of her pocket and speed dialed Kakashi. She waited for awhile before the phone was answered.

"Kakashi, come fetch me now." Naruto said with too much glee.

Oh yes, Kakashi. This is war.

At first, Naruto thought that the chase was quite boring this time, a feat considering this is Kiba and Lee we're talking about. No by-standers were harmed or mutilated and nothing was virtually damaged or none of the buildings were destroyed beyond an irreparable state. In fact, she was actually starting to relish the moment of peace and utter order. Kiba and Lee were somewhat...docile.

She should've known better.

It was nearing dusk when Naruto decided she needed a drink.

What?

She was old enough to drink, damn it.

So she entered Fahrenheit, strutted to the bar, ordered something mild and soothing for her similar mood then winked at the bartender. The bartender was very beautiful, with waist length auburn hair, and smooth alabaster skin deserving of a goddess. Naruto was still in her male disguise, looking like she just walked out from the cover of Vogue Magazine.

"Good evening, what can I get you?" The pretty bartender stared straight in her eyes and gave her a knowing smile.

"Are you on the menu, then?" a playful grin stretching out from her lips.

"Well sir, you can probably read the menu on your own. You're a big boy," the petite bartender countered, emphasizing her words by pointing to the menu with her slender finger.

"You see miss, you're all I can see," an impish smile graced Naruto's feature.

"And I will be the last one you will see if you won't stop flirting with me Naruto," the bartender laughed, then toyed with a ring intricately designed which was conveniently placed on the left index finger. It must be from a lover.

"Is Shisui still very possessive of you, after five long years, Haku?" Naruto looked amused and shocked at the same time. She had been friends with the bartender since they were in college. He was one of the people, along with his boyfriend Shisui Uchiha, who did not discriminate her for her age, even when she graduated earlier than any of them. They were an odd couple, odd but perfect for each other. While Haku was delicately feminine looking despite being anatomically male, Shisui looked like a god as accustomed with someone who has Uchiha genes in them. They had a bizarre love story, but that is for another day to tell.

Haku nodded his head in affirmation, and then mirthlessly answered. "He's an Uchiha, Naruto. They are very possessive of what is theirs. Do try to remember that. Now, tell me why you are using that disguise again."

Naruto smiled, "You see, I kinda escaped my work again. The usual me, you know. Also, Kiba and Lee are trying to catch me again. Huh, as if!"

"Never changed, Naruto, you've never changed. So where are they now?" Haku peeked at the side, then on the tables and lastly outside. He saw that nothing was out of place yet.

"I lost them a couple hours back; they must have admitted defeat and returned to Kakashi with the dreadful news that I have escaped their clutches! Take that!" Naruto raised her hand in the air and grappled it as if she was clenching something she could only see.

"So how have you been Haku? How long has it been since I've seen you personally, when Shisui tried to shave off my head because my male disguise was hitting on you? Or was it when I was still a photographer?" The earlier statement was said with so much cheer that the slight fall of Naruto's voice through the last question was painstakingly obvious to Haku.

Haku took note of Naruto's somber tone about the topic and tried to sway the conversation for his downtrodden friend. He knew how much Naruto loved her previous profession, he was there when the girl have to let it go, he watched her fall apart.

"It was during your lecture on Humanities, remember? When all the girls almost fell in love with you because of that disguise," Haku pointed at Naruto's clothes," and a jealous Shisui saw you talking with me, thinking it was one of my classmates hitting on me, again. Your hair was still shorter than your hair now. Oh, good days. That was fun!"

"Fun for you, you say! Try explaining to a deranged Shisui that you really are yourself while fighting off 'the glare'. I almost got a heart attack by his threats of mutilation and torture, you know." Shuddering a bit from that memory, Naruto took a swig of her drink and downed it with quickly.

"Oh, and by the way. This is not my real hair, Haku." Naruto smiled. She listlessly removed her wig and let her hair flow, confident enough that Kiba and Lee have gone back now.

"Naru! Your hair has grown so long!" Haku exclaimed while fluttering over Naruto's hair. Naruto had always kept her hair short when they were still studying and until she became a photographer.

"Dad said I need my hair long so that I can finally look like his princess rather than his little brother." She said with an exaggerated shrug of her shoulders.

Haku's crinkled his eyes with humor, remembering that memory. His giggle trickled like velvet.

"I still remember the controversy about that and I still can't believe how unintelligent that decision was, given you were famed for being a genius. Seriously, how does an obvious thing become oblivious in that amazing head of yours?"

Naruto tried to look angry and then fixed on pouting at Haku with her big sapphire eyes.

Haku took a crack at reining the blood rushing to his face. He just remembered why he almost regained his masculinity despite of being gay since the age of 12.

"You're just jealous of how handsome I am;" she stuck her tongue out playfully at Haku's direction."I don't like it when my hair gets longer, the boys in my classes start to ogle. Even the professor does! It's too creepy for my own sanity and –

" –YOUTHFUL FRIEND! LET US DRINK TILL THE JOYFUL TIME OF DAWN! WE ARE NOT WORTHY TO RECEIVE OUR TITLE, MY DEAR YOUTHFUL FRIEND!" A man's voice tipsily sung at the top of his lungs, his voice loud enough to be heard in the next country.

That voice was very familiar. In fact, all the youthful words should have clued her in but alas, oblivion is thy name.

"SHUT UP DUDE! YOU'RE FUCKING NOISY AS HELL! Wait, what are you doing with that table? Where are you taking those bottles? What will you do with that flat screen? LEE!" The youthful man, now known as Lee, stared at his friend like he was a moron with the highest degree of stupidity.

"DUH, I'm gonna throw this youthfully made table, dishes, and flat screen at the wall. My psychiatrist told me it can relieve stress." Lee stated in a flat tone, devoid of any cheer or sadness from before, a complete 360.

What the…

"…fuck where you thinking about Kiba? Why the hell did you stop the car here? I am not supposed to drink!" Lee furrowed his thick eyebrows.

"Shut up Lee! There's just too much failure you get before you start drinking and decide to get shit-faced, and I say that we've just reached too much. My ears are still ringing after Kakashi scolded us. He wasn't even shouting, dammit!" Kiba tried to fist his hands in order to stop the tremble that was coming.

"Isn't that Kiba and Lee? I haven't seen them drink anything more than root beer before." Haku stared at Naruto with curious eyes, unaware of the gravity of the current situation.

"Because Lee can't drink anything that is alcoholic, that's why he has been paired with Kiba so that someone can see to it that Lee doesn't drink. Stupid mutt! Why did he bring Lee here?" She glared at them and then slowly made her way to the chaotic duo.

Lee was now transferring things deemed worthy for his excellent stress relieving therapy. Meanwhile Kiba was just staring at Lee, befuddled with the current situation. In his mind, it was all logical for Lee to gather all those items after his brief explanation. Actually, he was going to help him get some more things to add but the world was spinning wildly like he was riding a roller coaster. If only his judgment was not clouded by the alcohol in his system he had been consuming for two straight hours, he could have done something to stop the approaching danger that was to ensue or he would have noticed a blonde-haired girl dressed in men's clothes with a furious mask running at their direction.

Naruto grabbed Kiba's collar and drew him nearer until they were just inches apart. Kiba could clearly see his impending doom with the fire burning in her eyes.

"STUPID MUTT! Now tell me, what did Lee drink and why didn't you stop him at all? What's Lee going to do with all of those things?"

"Hey there Naruto!" Kiba smiled goofily

"You wanna help us? Lee's planning to throw these on that wall," he pointed at a bare white wall that was casually placed near the entrance. "Lee was really feeling blue because Kakashi had chewed us off for not catching you this time, you know, so I brought him here to cheer him up! He said he wants to drink, so I ordered his favorite: Sake. Aren't I a nice friend?"

Naruto stared at Kiba, dumbfounded by his answer, while Kiba gave her another drunken smile and then stared back at Lee who was now starting to throw some bottles on the wall. Some people were screaming now, while Kiba was laughing his head off. What does he care; it's just a dream, right?

"SOMEBODY, PLEASE CALL THE POLICE!"

Haku stared at the mess then back at Naruto. Naruto gave him an awkward smile and a blank check. He nodded and she submitted to her fate.

Oh gods, why?

Naruto sat at the cheap looking excuse of a chair at the police station lounge, looking very exhausted by the look of the bags beneath her eyes. It had been ten minutes already since she called Kakashi, Kiba and Lee were still sitting in the bench placed at the corner. She got her phone to check the time, it was now half past one in the morning and she still needs to get to work at 7, the blinking numbers were mocking her. Where the hell are you now kakashi?

Screech!

The glass paned door of the station opened to reveal her father with Kakashi on his side. Her father was already in his early 40's but he still looked like he just turned 25. The police officers quickly attended to him, as if he was their head or their boss. These men were nothing but hostile to her earlier, reprimanding her about the chaos and danger they've caused in public. They even threatened her! But now those similar men were silent, standing rigid at the side, ready to serve and grant anything her father commands. Minato Namikaze was a very intimidating man and Naruto has no idea why he handed over his position to her, as president of the company very soon. Naruto would always tell him that 'You should go back working, old man. What do you do at home anyway?' and her father would always childishly answer her that 'I'm not old and I like it here!'

"How are you princess!" The overly enthusiastic voice of Kakashi enveloped the police station.

"Burn in hell, Kakashi."

Naruto stared at the man. She wanted to hit him in the head, kick him where the sun doesn't shine or even whack him off just to remove the cheerful expression in his face. She hadn't slept the day before and today was too overbearing for her patience. A little bit, and the dam shall break.

"Language Naruto, Kakashi, stop teasing her. It had been a long day for both of you, am I right?" The gentle voice of her father soothed the burning trail of annoyance inside her.

"And stick your tongue back, Naru. Kakashi you're the older one here, don't provoke her," Minato sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Sorry for the trouble gentlemen, we're leaving now."

"It's no problem at all Mr. Namikaze. Just call us if you have any more problems." The men stated and bowed deeply to her father. It was very curious but today is not the day to ponder over those things. First, she needs to take a relaxing warm bath and sleep all of this away. And tomorrow, Naruto would face all the paper works waiting for her at her table.

Tomorrow, she would have to face Sakura's wrath.

Fuck.

so this has been sitting in my laptop for so long i've almost forgotten that i even wrote this.

so how was it?