Author's Note: So this is a big story for me. I really like how it's coming out during my plotting. Most things will be quite obvious, and I'm pretty sure when stuff gets revealed you guys would have already known it by then, but I still hope you'll keep with me.

There is the use of Tagalog slang here. If you use Google Translate I'm not sure it'll come out properly so there'll be a glossary of sorts at the end of the chapters unless context clues would have made it obvious just what was being said.

EDIT: I replaced the dividers with the ".x." because sometimes the lines don't show up which sort of annoys me cause I need them to separate the scenes.

Narita airport was a lot less crowded than expected, but maybe that was for the best. Navigating around the huge place was hard enough without having to apologize every two seconds for bumping into someone's cart or worse actually knocking someone over.

Naruto waited for the carousel to get a move on so he could grab his modest suitcase and box, his orange worn duffle bag strap over his chest and hanging by his waist. The flight had been a very long four hours as he never really fancied planes. He was a walk-whenever-you-can-get-away-with-it kind of guy and so he really hated being suspended in a huge metal container for the better part of the afternoon no matter how often he rode them.

And now he just wanted to lie down.

"Excuse me," a soft voice called. "Is this for the Manila flight?"

Naruto nodded his head and explained that it was taking a while and his conversation partner, a true Japanese beauty, thanked him.

"I'm Naruto." He finally said after a moment of silence.

The woman's cheeks flushed, a hand sweeping to push back dark locks. "I'm Hyuuga Hanabi."

"Nice to meet you Hanabi-san." The suffix had been added as an afterthought. Hanabi seemed to have caught his hesitation and he rubbed his head, messing up his blonde hair even more. "I'm sorry. I'm not very good with Japanese customs."

"I see." Hanabi smiled. "I must admit I find that hard to believe. You have a Japanese name and… well, yes the blonde hair."

"Spanish blood." Naruto admitted. "Born here though and to keep close contact with my Dad I had to learn the language. Was raised around the world though. It's my first time back in the land of the rising sun after twelve years."

"So long?" Hanabi asked.

Naruto chuckled. "Yeah, I know it's weird. I'm Japanese but… not really Japanese."

"You could have fooled me, Naruto-san." Hanabi noted. "You actually remind me of someone."

"Oh?" Naruto's eyebrow raised but he was more focused on the now circling carousel, blue eyes spotting the retina melting orange that was his suitcase. He reached out a hand and dragged it away from the conveyor belt and to the cart by his side. "Pray tell, who?"

Hanabi pursed her lips. "It's on the tip of my tongue, but I can't remember."

Naruto heaved his box out of the conveyor belt as well. He double checked the ropes and the name before he straightened up and grinned at Hanabi. "Too bad. I'd like to know who it was I reminded you of."

"Indeed." Hanabi nodded. She turned away from Naruto, reaching a hand out to a box the size of a birthday cake. She cradled it in her hands for a moment before discretely slipping it into Naruto's cart. "I'll see you around Naruto-san."

"I'm sure you will." Naruto nodded his head before he pushed on the cart and made his way outside. He could see everyone lining up for the trains before they could get a taxi to Tokyo but his phone vibrated.

The text message said that he didn't need to get on the trains. Someone would pick him up and take him straight to headquarters.

"You better not be late Scarecrow." Naruto muttered as he flipped his phone shut. His eyes turned skyward and he inwardly cursed the ominous dark clouds. Just his luck he'd arrive the day Japan lets loose a rain shower.

Beep beep.

The small Honda that pulled up in front of him had Naruto breathing in relief and heading to the back where the trunk was open. He heaved the suitcase, then the box before shoving the cart away.

The front door opened when he rounded up to it and he slid inside, leather melting the tension in his back as he sagged tiredly. The driver put the car into gear and trailed away from the airport, taking a different route than the trains.

Naruto looked towards his window, watching as rain drops pelted against it as the downpour began. He let it wash over him, the sound of water hitting glass before he turned away and looked at the man beside him, taking in the spiked hair and red flushed cheeks.

"How was the flight?"

"Long." Naruto shook his head. "You haven't changed a bit Kiba."

"Neither have you." Kiba tapped the steering wheel as he drove, neither minding the silence. The man jerked his head. "What's in the box?"

"Intel." Naruto opened said box and rummaged through it for a while. "Who's Hanabi?"

"Hinata's little sister." Kiba turned. "She's new but she's good."

"Sloppy." Naruto clicked his tongue. "She told me her last name. She shouldn't have done that."

"She knew who you were." Kiba defended. "There was no need to hide anything. Besides, she had to say something for you to trust her."

"Her eyes were enough proof." Naruto murmured absentmindedly. He pulled out a stack of photos. "Who is this guy and why is he so important you guys had to pull me out of hiding?"

Kiba whistled. "I sent you details on why we called you back. Didn't you read the email?"

"No."

"Figures." Kiba sighed. "His name is Namikaze Menma. He's the son of Namikaze Minato and the sole heir of Rasengan Corporations after his father decides to retire, which shouldn't be too long."

"What's wrong with him?" Naruto asked.

"He's missing." Kiba again began tapping the steering wheel. "Just wasn't at home one day but everything he owned was there. The kid didn't run away so we can assume that it was a kidnapping."

"'Assume'." Naruto echoed. "Why not declare?"

"Well," Kiba shrugged his shoulders. "There is someone who would be stupid enough to kidnap one of Japan's well known heirs but he's being monitored very closely. He hasn't done anything to make Menma disappear."

"So the kid's made himself invisible." Naruto pulled out more papers. "Why isn't there a picture of him in here?"

Kiba pulled a quick left turn and jerked his head. "Look at the bottom of the box."

Naruto complied and rummaged through the papers and files. He came across something soft and he pulled it out. "A wig?"

"Put it on." Kiba nodded. He then opened the glove compartment and handed Naruto the mirror in it. "Menma isn't a kid Naruto. He's twenty-two, our age."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Anyone's who's a spoiled brat raised by parents who do nothing but shower them with money is a kid to me. No upgrading from that status until they can stand in front of me and prove to me just how long they can stand on their own two feet."

Kiba chuckled as Naruto took the mirror from him and looked into it. He looked good with black hair, maybe. Kiba marveled at such a resemblance before he pulled out the only photograph he had of Menma and passed it on to his friend. "Prepare to act like a spoiled brat then. You're going undercover."

"Punyeta." Naruto breathed with much feeling, ripping the black wig off of his head. "None of you said anything about going undercover."

"Why exactly did you think we wanted you back here?" Kiba asked. "If we needed your opinion you could have sent it to us through the number. You're the ideal man for this mission Naruto, you really do look exactly like him."

Naruto turned his head. "I am not talking to you."

"You will eventually." Kiba chirped. "Honestly Naruto, like you said he's a spoilt brat. Just bear the pain and suffering of having to live in a mansion for the next few months or so."

"Months?" Naruto cried.
"Well I assume he'll show up at some point." Kiba murmured. "Whether as a corpse or as a missing person I'm not sure."

"You owe me big Kiba." Naruto growled. "Really, really big."

Kiba simply nodded. "Lighten up Naruto. Just think of it as if you're participating in the Ms. Congeniality."

"Shut up." Naruto huffed. "Gracie Hart did an amazing thing for the United States."

"She posed as a beauty contestant, big whoop." Kiba snorted.

"She snuck bagels in her bra and gave up eating donuts." Naruto glared. "Respect."

.x.

When Naruto entered Fuge he was met with warm smiles and good cheers all around. People were clasping him on the back and asking how he's been since the last time they'd seen him. Which when he thought about it, was a good six-seven years ago.

"We definitely have to hang out when you're free!" Asa cried, big gold eyes disarming Naruto for a moment.

Kiba, sensing Naruto's inward panic, tossed an arm around the blonde and grinned at the admiring ravenhead. "He'll get back to you on that Sugiyama, Naruto's a bit tired already. He needs sleep."

"O-Oh, of course!" Asa lowered his head, cheeks flushing. "Sorry. Should have thought about that."

"That's okay." Kiba soothed patronizingly before steering Naruto the other way and towards the dorms. "Sheesh, you'd think he'd get over that crush he has on you."

"I don't even know what I did to him." Naruto sighed, running a hand through his hair. If there was one thing that Naruto hated, it was making it seem like he was leading people on. It was a sort of hero-worship, Asa's admiration went a little too far.

"My hair is blonde, my eyes are blue, I get the ladies, and all the guys too~!"

"Shadup!" Naruto laughed as he tried to get out of the headlock Kiba now had him in. They stumbled through the hallway, the brunette suddenly dislodging him so that he promptly fell into the mahogany door that marked his room.

"Get some sleep." Kiba huffed, tossing Naruto his room keys then turning on his heel and walking back to where he assumed was his own room.

Naruto watched him disappear into the corner before taking in a deep breath. It was slowly sinking in, that he was back in Japan and back in Fuge. He opened the door and walked inside, habit forcing him to toss his keys to his left where his desk caught them.

Nothing had changed. The living area of the room had that distinct look of not being touched despite the fact that it had been cleaned before his arrival. The spiral staircase beckoned him forward and his body begged for respite and to sleep in a bed that it knew was just thirty steps away.

But before he could even make the first of those thirty steps, the door that lead to the bathroom opened and out stepped a man that had Naruto's spirits wakening despite his tiredness.

"Welcome home, Naruto." Iruka smiled warmly at his adopted son, enjoying the way the blonde's face lit up at his entrance. More so, he enjoyed the way Naruto threw himself around the sofa into his arms, nearly toppling them over. "Oof- You've gotten so big, I think you could tackle me down now!"

"Yeah." Naruto chuckled, burying his face into Iruka's shoulder. "I've missed you so much Iruka! You have no idea how long I've wanted to see you. Why couldn't you come to the Philippines? Tsunade would have been glad to have you! Sigurado ako doon."

Iruka returned the chuckle and pulled Naruto towards the staircase, wheezing a bit at how he practically leaned into him. "It's not like I could drop everything and traipse to the Southeast of Asia, Naruto. You know how busy Fuge has Kakashi and me."

"A few weeks, heck I'd settle for days." Naruto pouted as he led the way up the stairs. He continued his huffing when he'd opened the door and practically threw himself into his four poster bed. No matter that Fuge was in Japan, so many agents were practically foreigners, they needed to keep things at a standard.

"Would it help if I said I was sorry?" Iruka murmured as he moved around the room, closing the blinds and tweaking the air condition.

"Maybe." Naruto smiled as he huddled underneath the blankets. "It's so freaking cold here in Japan."

"It's just hot in the Philippines." Iruka said, reaching a hand out to pat Naruto's blankets down. "You've really gotten so big Naruto. I know I see your pictures and all that but it's different when it's in person."

"I know." Naruto murmured sleepily. He shook his head, trying to clear it. "Uh… how are you and Kakashi doing again?"

"Fine." Iruka answered, settling down on the chair beside Naruto's bed. "He and I are thinking of adopting."

"Well that woke me up." Naruto choked. "Adopting? What, a cat?"

Iruka narrowed his eyes. "No. A child."

"A child." Naruto echoed shaking his head again. "Are you sure you're ready for that? I mean, you maybe pero Kakashi…"

"He can be a pretty good father you know." Iruka chided. "Look at how well he did with you. Not to mention the dozen or so god children he has. He's done great with them too."

"Name one god child!" Naruto demanded as he looked at Iruka with narrowed eyes.

"Well there's Sasuke for one." Iruka hummed thoughtfully. "There's also Itachi but he doesn't count because Kakashi isn't his official godfather."

Naruto closed his eyes and nuzzled further. "Am I supposed to know those people?"

"You…" Iruka took in a deep breath. "You didn't read the files did you?"

"Too lazy." Naruto grumbled.

Iruka rolled his eyes. "Why am I not surprised? Never mind. You'll get to know them soon enough. I assume you at least know what you're doing back at Fuge?"

"Impersonating some spoiled brat who thought it would be cool to go poof on his family." Naruto deadpanned, his eyes now firmly shut.

"Good enough." Iruka smiled before he stood up smoothed back the blonde tresses that were flattened down on Naruto's forehead. He then checked the timer on the air conditioner to stop in three hours since that would mean the room would be cold enough not to need it.

When he got downstairs, Iruka took in the present smell of brewing tea and spices wafting from the kitchen area. He crossed his arms over his chest. "He's sleeping."

"Oh? I'll keep it warm for him then." Kakashi looked over his shoulder, eye smiling. The scars that ran deep on his lovers face never deterred Iruka from loving him, but he respected Kakashi's choice to hide them from the rest of the world who couldn't understand.

"He's so grown up now." Iruka commented as he settled himself on a chair. "He's taller than I am, maybe even taller than you."

"It's a part of growing up Iruka." Kakashi hummed and placed a soft kiss on the brunette's head. "He's still got a lot more to go though, so come help me make dinner."

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon." Iruka shook his head.

"It's five o'clock somewhere." Kakashi promised as he pulled Iruka off the chair and towards the stove.

There was a moment of slicing and dicing as the noodles boiled and Kakashi was having a bit of liberty with how spicy their food was getting before Iruka slapped his hand away and took over before Kakashi leaned back and said, "Are you thinking about the accident again? You know that that's all in the past right?"

"I can't help it." Iruka sighed right back. "What person would leave a child like Naruto on the road, scared and alone?"

"We've discussed this before." Kakashi reminded patiently. "What if he wasn't left behind? What if he was taken from his family?"

Iruka's entire being bristled. "Then why didn't anyone come looking for him?"

"You don't know that Iruka." Kakashi chided. "The world is a big place."

"Still." Iruka said in a clipped tone before he pulled the noodles out of the water and into a strainer. He might have drained it a little too enthusiastically as few strands fell into the sink. "What person wouldn't worry when their child goes missing?"

.x.

Name: Namikaze Menma

Age: 22 years old

Gender: Male

Height: 6'4

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Black

Mission info: Namikaze son is the heir of Rasengan Inc. and has currently disappeared off the radar. Sources show that there could be a possible coup against the Namikaze family and chances are if his disappearance is known, people will act on it, using it as an advantage to throw the current CEO and owner of Rasengan Inc. off balance.

General characteristics: Menma is called by his first name, never his last name. He has a tendency to glare at things that irritate him and he is very unpredictable. He has a group of people around him often consisting of fellow future moguls and magnates namely Uchiha Sasuke, Sabaku Gaara, Hyuuga Neji, and Nara Shikamaru. More friends are drawn to him through those as well as his cousin Uzumaki Karin. He attends Sugiyama Boards with aforementioned students in preparation of his take over of the company when he's ready and when the current CEO is ready to let go.

Notes: Beware. Without any leads, anyone could be a suspect. Even the father isn't being informed about Fuge's involvement. Fuge is indebted to the Namikaze family after their constant funding and the missing person is a close personal friends of most Fuge agents.

Good luck.

.x.

Naruto loved high school, he loved learning and spending time with his friends. What he hated was having to go through everything he'd already gone through before. Such as Physics and Trigonometry. He'd gotten a good enough education when he had been in the Philippines but apparently Namikaze went through a special type of schooling that required his presence until he was the age of twenty-five.

What sick bastard wanted to stay in high school when he should have been in college at this point?! Did he not realize just how much money was being wasted on him here?

"Stupid tycoons with their never ending supply of green." Naruto grumbled as he stared at what he was sure was a very fine establishment through his newly bought Ray Ban sunglasses. Yes, fucking Ray Ban because Namikaze was that type of guy.

Plucking the key out of the ignition of a modest Toyota, Naruto took in a deep breath and made his way towards the gate. It was a bit uncanny, he thought, as he handed the guard Namikaze's ID that had a picture of him, just how similar they looked. Apparently, Namikaze was a bit taller than him (which would explain his also new Python Loafers that looked exactly like the ones he got atBaclaran for a hundred pesos or less) and indeed had black hair.

Another thing that made Naruto wish he could just make the kid appear. He hated this wig. It was itchy and he could feel his real hair wanting to break free underneath the wig cap Kiba had had to threaten Naruto with Asa getting a hold of his pictures to get on.

Naruto kind of shuddered at the thought. Asa was… he was a good kid. Four years Naruto's junior, he was a stellar Fuge agent at the age of eighteen years old. Naruto had the knack for Fuge, but he just sort of gave up on being the cop-slash-FBI of Japan when Iruka had made it clear that he could do whatever he wanted to do and if it was in the man's power he would get it.

To an extent, Naruto did hate people like Namikaze who had money and flaunted it. Sure, Naruto had money, but it wasn't his money. It was a consecutive pool between Iruka, Kakashi, and his Lola Tsunade. Every month they'd transfer a good few thousands (Lord knows where they got it) into his bank account.

But it wasn't money he was earning, it wasn't money that was actually his. It made him moderate his spending, helped him learn to control himself and he was sorta glad that Lola Tsunade took him under her wing in the Philippines. It gave him much to appreciate about life.

Maybe to an outsider's point of view, I sound like a big fat hypocrite.

Naruto sighed and tucked the ID back into his (rather fat) wallet and moved inside the campus. It was big, just like everything else, and it was ostentatious. God, did these people not understand the meaning of the word subtlety?

"Menma!" There was a flash of red that had Naruto's vision clouding for a moment before he registered the face underneath it.

Bright red eyes, thin pale face. He knew this person. Uzumaki Karin. Namikaze Menma's cousin on his maternal side. She's taking up Accountancy and is generally seen around Namikaze when in the campus. Namikaze often ignores his cousin, but pulls through for her in the end.

"Karin." Naruto hoped his voice had been the right amount of bored (Puta ang arte) as he walked past his shocked cousin. He paused for a moment and looked over his shoulder. "Why exactly are you impersonating a statue?"

Karin, who had indeed been frozen turned on her heel. The hand that came to smack the back of Naruto's head had been unexpected. "That's it? That's it? You disappear for nearly a month and now you're back and that's fucking it?"

The red flush crept from Karin's neck to her cheeks before she caught the raised eyebrow on her cousin's face and she cleared her throat, adjusted her glasses and smoothed her skirt. "I mean, hi cousin, it's been a while."

"Indeed." Naruto smirked and continued walking, waiting for Karin to catch up with him. No one had seen the outburst but from the files he'd perused it wouldn't have mattered. What happened in the campus, stayed in the campus. Apparently.

"Seriously though, Menma." Karin said as they waited for the elevator. "You just went somewhere and left everyone hanging. Sasuke was so worried and I assumed you'd gone to him but when he called me to ask where you were, that's when I got scared."

Naruto clenched the strap of his book bag for a moment. "I'll explain everything to you later, kay? Just be glad that I'm back and I'm safe?"

"I don't know." Karin sniffed as the elevator doors opened and she stepped in. "With you out of the way, I could have been next in line for Rasengan Inc."

"Yeah right!" Naruto chuckled as he followed her. Of course… that wasn't a joking matter. "I may have been gone for that month long vacation but… I'm not going anywhere."

After all, that's why I'm here.

Glossary:

Punyeta is considered a swear word. I guess it can be equal to shit or fuck.

Sigurado ako doon means "I'm sure about that."

Pero is also the equivalent of "But" or "However"

Lola means "Grandmother"

Puta is another swear word, close to meaning "Damn"

Arte is associated with something that's incredibly annoying. The reaction to something that's maarte is irritation. Like when a girl takes too long with picking something. She's maarte.