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AN: Hi there everyone. Thanks for sticking out with me. After looking how last chapter got less response than the first too I feared it wasn't all that good. No, to be honest I KNEW it wasn't my best chapter so far, but I was hoping nobody would notice… So, to make it up to you, I squeezed my brain to produce this one with the hopes its better.

Special thanks to: lemonxlime15, lilyoftheval5, .reads., iciclefangAJ; all of whom gave me suggestions to name future chapters.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 4: Doe-less.

"A first summon?" Shikamaru looked at his companion aseptically. Chōji simply nodded; a potato chip finding its way into his mouth.

Instead of elaborating his previous words, Chōji continued to chomp and dig more food for a good five seconds before Ino's patience snapped.

"Give me that!" She said irritably, "Now explain what you meant."

Although the big-boned ninja wasn't happy to lose his snack, he complied with the petition of the irritable kunoichi. "Well, Shika was talking about this very smart doe, and since all the smart animals tend to be summons, maybe your Mendo-doe is a first summon? I mean, some summon had to be first, right?" He finished, then produced another bag of chips out of his clothes, and resumed eating.

Ino looked unpleased that his teammate hadn't so much as stopped chewing to explain his theory, but kept her mouth shut. It just wasn't worth the effort.

Shikamaru, on the other hand, had his brain thinking on the possibility said by his friend. Sure, it made sense in a way, but the theory had holes.

First of all, summons lived in places with unusually high concentrations of nature chakra. There was no nature chakra to be found in the Nara complex.

Second, deer had no register of ever being a summon clan (not like the dog clans that kept on having new heads for each species).

Third, there were no registers of new summon clans, ever. It was like they were always there, just like humans always roamed the land.

However, if Shikamaru didn't pay attention to those three main reasons why Chōji's idea didn't make sense, there were some things that fit the theory; such as the higher intelligence and unique abilities (such as the bizarre fūinjutsu and unexpected strategic wisdom).

Honestly, it was more likely that Mendo was an isolate case than anything, or that it was the start of, not a summon clan, but a mutation that could be passed on to help out in fighting; such as was the case for the Aburame.

Shikamaru sighed. One way or another, now that Chōji had brought the issue to the table, it was to be considered as a possibility and, despite the (un)likeliness of it, it would be an option that should be verified… besides, Shikamaru had no way to test his own theories. They even might find something by pursuing the possibility of Mendo being a first summon.

Now they just needed an expert in the area. Someone who has both knowledge and contact with a summon clan…

The answer came to him almost instantly: he needed an Inuzuka.

Sure, the doggy clan were not the only ones that had could be of help within Konoha, but he feared what might happen if he went to Anko for help. The crazy, kunoichi would be too troublesome to even consider… and other ninja's, such as Hatake Kakashi, would likely inform some higher-up about the issue.

Now, in a matter of which Inuzuka to look for help, it was also an obvious choice. He would go to their old classmate, Kiba, who, despite his goofy and loud front, was actually as loyal as a dog to his friends (Shikamaru and Chōji included, for the many times they slacked off together during the academy), and was a good bet to keep the secret of the troublesome doe.

Acknowledging the fact that the number of people involved in the situation was growing fast, Shikamaru couldn't help but sight. Now there would be 4 ninjas (five if you counted Akamaru) who would tag along in the supremely stupid-looking mission of shadowing a doe.

On the bright side, the situation wasn't bigger than that. After all, it's not like a doe that has spent playing the role of a pampered pet could awaken the interest of too many people. The way Mendo behaved, hinted that she wanted to stay away from trouble, and the doe looked smart enough not to actively seek the attention of the ninja in the village. Shikamaru himself wouldn't have discovered she wasn't your average doe if it wasn't because a stroke of luck.

Of course, that didn't mean they would not need to thread carefully and fast: secrets never remained buried in a ninja village. Besides, if Mendo did happen to be a first summon, it would be troublesome, since many could find interest in the prospect of shaping and binding a new summons clan (if it was one, that is; which Shikamaru greatly doubted).

A mental image of a cute, ribbon-wearing Mendo doing clumsy attempts of cleaning the house popped into his head. He really hoped she really wasn't a first summon: the oldest of those clans were always respected and revered by their kin, and their actions of first summons probably had shaped the fate of the ones that came after…

It certainly would be all sorts of wrong if a Deer Summon Clan was established, only to become ones with the sole use and purpose of cleaning the house (which he assumed Mendo was bound to get better at once she had outgrown the clumsiness of youth).

"Mendokusei," he sighed, exasperated. To think the doe would show so much talent for strategy and a new brand of fūinjutsu, just to be utterly spoiled and corrupted by his mother. Or, if Shikamaru was to be honest, it was as if the doe had decided to waste it's obvious talent and smarts just to get a easy life -which would be a choice he would be hard pressed to disagree with.

Once again, Shikamaru decided to try to look at the previously mentioned bright side: at least things were sufficiently contained that he should be able to fix things before they became even more troublesome.

…

Jiraiya of the Sannin was a great man. He was not only loved by the ladies wherever he went, but he was also an incredible super-spy/ninja. It spoke volumes of his awesomeness that he was able to hear wind of a conspiracy brewing in Konoha when a)He had been way from the place, and b)Said conspiracy was barely forming.

And it was because he was just that awesome of a spy, and not because he was sitting on a tree, perving on the women in the spring bath with a nosebleed, that he happened to overhear a naked girl, who heard from a guy in a bar, that someone with a leaf head-protector was looking for 'that creepy snake ninja in the bingo book'.

Of course, it was just a matter of 'finding out more about his teammate' that Jiraiya jumped into the offspring, in the middle of a bunch of naked, big-breasted goodness.

The uber-awesome Toad Sannin certainly didn't deserve the trashing that he got.

But, back to the important part, Jiraiya learnt that Orochimaru was being seeked. By whom? That was something he didn't know, but it could never mean anything good.

To be honest, he had wanted to go and investigate right away, but he didn't. He had Naruto to think off, and his mission to find Tsunade was still ongoing. Maybe he should send a toad with a scroll?... No. If this truly was Orochimaru he needed to make haste back home. After all, it could take months to even find his big-breasted ex-teammate.

"Hey, Naruto, pack up, we are moving," Jiraiya commanded Naruto with all the authority of a man whose face had been disfigured by receiving a tad too many bitch-slaps.

"What? Did you get us kicked out of the hotel, you perverted Ero-Sennin?"

"How dare you?! I'm not a pervert… I'm a SUPER PERVERT!" He declared proudly, finishing with a Kabuki pose. Naruto's eyes and mouth became practically lines at that reply.

"Now pack," Jiraiya threw Naruto a bag (not Naruto's but Jiraiya's) so the blond would pack the Sannin's stuff while he ogled… erm, conversed with the lovely, busty receptionist. He might happen to get some good "Intel" if he caused a good impression and left a good tip. Now, if the lady wanted to give something else out of gratitude… who was he to deny himself to the world? (and by 'world' he meant ladies with squeezable breasts and nice butts).

Jiraiya slammed the door on Naruto's face as he began to complain. The lecherous look on Jirayia was nothing more than a trick to lure potential lurking enemies to lower their guards… such as was the beaten face he now sported (which he would henge to be his handsome-self again by the time he had to play his role of "ladies' man").

It would be a matter of good Karma (earned by being awesome), and not sheer dumb luck, that would cause the oil Sannin to bump into a drunken Tsunade once he stepped outside the Inn, barely a week after they left Konoha, with Naruto following him with their luggage.

It was also a testament of how good things happen to good people, that the two blonds happen to get into a shouting match, that ended up with a gamble (in a game of cards Naruto had never even heard of before) and Naruto came out victorious, making the comeback of Tsunade to Konoha ridiculously easy. Not that she agreed to become Hokage just yet (the bet being about her paying her respects to the tomb of "Naruto's jiji") but there would be many chances for Jiraiya of the Sannin to convince his old crush about taking the position.

And there was no doubt she would end up saying yes… Jiraiya was way too charismatic not to be convincing.

…

Meanwhile, in a creepy evil lair…

A creepy, snake-faced ninja was sporting a very creepy smile in his creepily pale face. Creepy, yellow eyes were fixed on a piece of parchment over the table (since his arms were dead and floppy) all the while he laughed a laugh that was the epitome of creepiness.

The creep in question was, obviously, Orochimaru.

The Snake Sannin had been looking for Tsunade in the hopes she would fix his arms, but had not had luck finding his hag of an ex-teammate. Really, Tsunade could greatly benefit of his research to get rid of the grey, saggy body that she hid underneath the illusion that made her look like she was in her twenties.

Of course, Tsunade was a fool who would not see the brilliance in Orochimaru's work, and would not become his ally for the sake of vanity (which was quite ironic with how she fooled the world by making everyone think she was still a beauty).

Still, Orochimaru had more to offer than the ninja version of plastic surgery. He had found a way to bring back the death to the world of the living, and Tsunade would certainly have fallen to the temptation of getting her loved ones back… if he had looked for her to make the offer.

Pity he no longer needed her for that. Not after knowing that Danzō had found a solution to his little problem.

Ah, yes. The offer of getting his arms back was a very sweet one indeed. Not to mention, he was also getting the bonus of getting a chance to get back to that damnable bastard (Danzō) who betrayed him and caused Orochimaru of the Sannin to become a Missing-nin.

However, even if things were looking up very fast, there was something that bugged him.

Orochimaru looked at the delivered parchment. Maybe he should have tortured some answers out of the expressionless messenger before he brutally murdered him. It certainly would help to have someone to decode the hidden message in the words directed to him… not that Orochimaru was in the least surprised the words were coded, nor that he was completely unable to decode the real meaning of most of the lines (he usually could decipher all the things Danzō sent to him without a problem). And yet, he had no idea what "I have your socks" or "can you teach me how you knitted them?" was supposed to mean.

What he gathered, though, was that Danzō was convinced he, Orochimaru, had made some advance in …what? Clothing? Some sort of feet armor? Whatever it was sure was something the old warmonger had interest on. Meaning, it was quite unlikely this was a trap to lure him.

The Sannin still wanted to know what it was the man had thought he had achieved that would be worthy of such favor, but he could wait for the right moment to figure it out; which just happened to be after he got fixed, and before he destroyed his village out of petty revenge. He would also probably celebrate the unavoidable victory by experimenting on his kidnapped, innocent children and puppies for random, dastardly evil experiments.

Orochimaru smirked creepily. Things were certainly looking up for him.

…

Two genin and a chūnin stood in front of the big gate of the Inuzuka complex. The only ninja of the group, Shikamaru, walked straight up to said door and rose his fisted hand, ready to knock. He hesitated for a moment though. After all, he knew that the moment he knocked said door things were bound to become a lot more troublesome.

To be continued.

Extra: First Morning

Harry-doe stretched lazily on her cushion. It had been a day since his shogi game against Nara Shikaku, a day since his friendship with pet-owner relationship with Yoshino was born, and two days since the lazy kid, Shikamaru, had gone away to some ninja mission. To be perfectly honest, Harry was surprised it was so easy to get a spot to rest inside the house, instead of the forest. All it took was a heart-broken look from the 4 month's old doe, and Yoshino didn't have the heart to kick her out to spend the night in the contained wilderness of the Nara forest.

His acting cute to manipulate the woman was, undoubtely, an act the Marauders would have wholeheartedly approved of. In fact, it had come so easily to him, that Harry was sure, had he pushed it, he might even have end up sleeping within the Kunoichi's room.

He knew better than to try to get himself a permanent spot inside the room of a married couple, though, so he happily accepted the cushion on the living room's floor.

Now, waking up for the first time inside of a house instead of a forest, Harry came to a horrifying realization: he needed to pee. He needed to pee and he didn't have opposing thumbs with which he could open the wooden door. Worse still, the house he was now stuck in was a ninja house; who is to say the whole structure wasn't booby trapped and he would end up getting one of those pointy-star-thingies up his arse?

This was bad.

With as much speed as a small-blathered doe with a full tank could manage, he half-jumped, half rushed to the door of Nara Yoshino. The greatest Minister of Magic ever seen in since the time of the founders was praying to whatever deity was willing to listen for his blather control to last long enough to evade making a mess.

The curse he let out in his agony came out of his doe-mouth as the painful whine of a dying animal, and, not a second latter, Yoshino appeared in front of him in a swirl of leaves. Why the leaves were there? He didn't care. In fact, he wouldn't be able to care if Grodic Griffindor came to gift him his sword and name him his official heir. All Harry could focus on right now was the vast, earthy toilet beyond the wooden walls.

With the most pitiful look ever to grace Harry's face in any life, he moved his head to gesture to the door. Yoshino's expression of realization was instantaneous, and the door was promptly opened and Harry-doe was carried outside.

It was a miracle he didn't pee on the woman, really.

After a ten tortuous seconds in which Harry relieved himself under the watchful eye of a woman he was starting to form a crush on, he felt himself blissfully empty.

"Oh, Rai-chan, I'm so sorry. I didn't think..." Yoshino trailed off, and Harry had to burry his head in the Kunoichi's stomach, if only to distract her from finish that phrase. He might just die from embarrassment if she did.

A yawn from inside the house, along with a question about the breakfast was the end of that scene. Harry would have been offended of the cheek of Nara Shikaku of asking his wife food while still half-sleep, if he wasn't so grateful the lazy-bum had distracted the now irritated Yoshino from fussing over the doe that almost peed inside the house.

For a whole day, Harry was too mortified about what happened to even worry about the fate of his sleeping spot on the floor.

Then night came.

"Oh, Rai-chan," Yoshino began as Harry looked stricken towards the fluffy pillow. Clearly worried of getting it stolen away from him. "I will come very early tomorrow so you can do your thing outside."

Upon that promise, Harry felt a wave of warmth spread through his whole body.

It was official. He loved that woman.

End of the Extra.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. It was odd that I managed the real chapter without adding Mendo at all (the Extra doesn't count), which is why this chapter was named "Doeless" (which is not a real word, but who cares).

AN 24/07/2015: I hope you enjoyed the new content on this one. The "Reverse Animagus" parts 1 and 2, will be latter put on somewhere else latter. Promise.

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