Disclaimer: Nope still not mine.
Warnings: Side pairings will change, my apology's. Also, rating went up last chapter due to gore, it is possible it will go up again.
Note: I'd like to make it clear that this is not an exact replica of Mulan. Not at all, the plot is very different in places, and I'll be adding things to make it seem more authentic. It only follows the story of Mulan (Disney's version) please keep that in mind while reading. Thank you.
The night was quick to pass as he traveled the air warming with the sun's kind light, the air carrying the morning mist, and his skin tingled underneath his armor. His hair no longer brushing against his back felt so very asture, it had always been a part of him, he had been growing his hair out since he was but a small child playing with his father in the garden. His long hair had been grown out as long as it would grow, many would say he was the most fertile of the village based on his hair alone. Not even his mother had as long a hair as had.
It hardly mattered anymore he wouldn't be wanted after this, that is if he wasn't killed afterwards for dishonoring traditional values in the army.
Now brushing past those thoughts he sat to rest, exhausted from riding so long and fast waring down on both him and his mare. He saw her off to fetch some water, and he could only stare warily into the river at himself. He knew not what to make of the sight he saw, whether he should be prideful for how he appeared similar to his father with his hair cut close, uneasy for what he was to become, or regretful for disrespecting his family in such a manner. He did not know, what his parents thought of him now, or how he would continue on this path, but he knew it to be right, and that was all he could focus on.
Hope, he found, was something he had in vast quantities, still his hope was rooted in dark times, and fed corrupted sunlight. Still he, hoped the ancestors watched over him now, in protection, rather than the condemnation anyone else would expect.
"Now what's an Omega doing all the way out here?" He spun around, his hand on his sword, he had no clue how to use it, but it was a good bluff. He found that there were indeed to men, the one who had spoke was obviously the one closest to him as his posture was relaxed and he had his hands by his sides, no weapons on his person. The other man just behind him was clasping his hands together in front of him, his shoulders stiffened and his eyes shifting about. They weren't in the training camp.
'Yet if they know I'm an Omega then I must give myself away somehow. I will never fool the camp until I can actually pass as an Alpha. Oh what am I doing wrong?' The man before him smiled, or at least it looked that way from where he stood.
"Ma~ Don't fret little Omega, we won't speak your secret. We were sent to look over you not send you to an early grave." He paused for a moment, a tilting of his head. "Well an earlier grave."
"Kakashi!" The man behind, smaller with darker skin, and a panicked expression sputtered and his whole face lit up in something Naruto could not disconcern. Indeed these were some of the strangest people he had ever met, and he had met plenty in his short time. There was also something decidedly alarming with the mask the first stranger wore over his face, what could he have to hide? Look after him? Had his parents sent them?
"Y-your ancestors sent us." The man with the long jagged scar sputtered, his brown skin lightening on his cheeks as the silver haired man with the strange mask and dull eyes glanced over him.
"I am Iruka, and this is Kakashi. Kakashi-" He glared at his companion in distaste. "Kakashi is an Alpha, your ancestor's sent him to help you blend in with the other's, and I- um, uh, i think we should start with getting you into the army first before I'm actually needed." He smiled then, exchanging a glance with his partner he disappeared, and Naruto was left breathless, until a small cricket hopped upon Kakashi's shoulder, and while he hadn't exactly believed their allegations before he certainly did now.
"Now then." He scratched at his cloth covered chin, deep in thought from the looks of it. Naruto found himself sitting on the river bank unsure of what to do at the moment, so quietly sitting seemed to be appropriate. When the man looked down on him with that one black eye he felt a shiver in his spine and a warning in his mind. "You look the part. Mostly. Your eyes are too wide though, try to keep them in a perpetually relaxed half-lidded look when you are talking to someone, Otherwise you look far to, vulnerable."
"Let's see, can you growl?" He blinked, unsure, growling was something all Alpha's did in any situation, yet he had no idea how they accomplished it, all he knew was that it was guttural and instinctive. Reaching from his diaphragm he straightened himself as if he was walking with his mother or father in the village, drawing breath did his best impression of an Alpha.
The camp was large, tents pitched everywhere, most Alpha around were talking to each other, laughing on occasion loudly, slapping their comrades on the shoulder or the arm in humor. He hadn't been sure how to walk at first, then he had remembered how his mother had wanted him to walk and did the exact opposite, so far luck was granting him favor.
Kakashi had turned himself into a reasonably small dragon and had taken place beside Iruka in his neckscarf. No certainty had befallen him yet, although he was waiting for the next pin to fall.
It happened quicker than he had expected.
His footing lost to him as a painful impact connected with his ankles, it was to sudden for him to regain himself, and his chest slammed painfully into the dirt below him, the gravel scraping at his delicate hands, and the dull impact sent vibrations through his armor, which made him all too aware that while his armor did indeed fit, it was loose around his thinner frame. He cursed whoever had knocked him down.
"Sorry there, didnèt see you little boy, what's such a small Alpha doing signing for the army anyway?" The loud laughing completely erased what he already knew to be a false apology. He scowled as he lifted himself up with his pained palms. He faced the Alpha who had tripped him, only to find himself staring upwards to a very tall man with a shaggy white mane of hair, and a mocking smile. The lines on his face he knew represented a senior Alpha, instinct told him to withdraw, but the sharp tugging on his hairline kept his feet firmly planted where they were.
"I didn't exactly have a choice." He remarked, his voice amazingly steady despite his fear.
"Ha! A weakling like you will be killed in the first moments of battle, if not training!" The man before him threw his head back a hearty laugh leaving him as he walked away tall and standing over everything. For some reason he had the strong desire to both cry and punch the man, he could pin that indefinitely on his parentage, while his father would have teared up at that comment his mother would have punched the smug man.
Regardless he turned around and made his way to the adviser he recognized in the long coat, with the hood covering his face. He breathed deeply and walked straight up to the man. Taking out the scroll from the yellow sash on his armor, he dutifully handed it to the man holding the parchment tight enough that his muscles remained stiff.
"Who are you?"
"Namikaze Naruto." The man turned to him fully now, he felt the sweep of his gaze on his form and kept his eyes lidded just as Kakashi had instructed.
"I wasn't aware that Minato had an Alpha child."
"He doesn't speak about me much." The man nodded a bit warily. Yet it seemed that even Alpha's could hold their tongues, for the man simply wrote his name on the scroll before him. Not saying a thing. Naruto took that as his cue to go elsewhere.
Although at this point just where that was, remained to be the mystery. He saw many Alpha's avidly talking to one another hitting each other with small blows, that Naruto knew would hurt him as he was not raised by the way of the sword. Seeing a flicker of white hair he moved towards it, when in doubt stick to what you know, that's what his father always told him, amongst other things.
The Alpha it turned out was speaking too two other Alpha's of smaller height, though Naruto knew they were far taller than him.
One of the Alpha's was thin but he could see the lines of fine muscles even from where he stood as the woman wasn't wearing her armor at the moment. She had blonde hair tied into a bun on the back of her head by a violet ribbon, Compared to the tall white haired man she stood to his collar bone.
The other Alpha was another female, neither she nor the other two donned their armor, although many in the camp did. This female was shorter then the blonde Alpha her head reaching only at the other woman's shoulder, and her pink hair was messy around her face drawn back only slightly by a pushed up by a red scarf, her green eyes were stern, and unlike the blonde her muscles were clear standing out all over her body which made her look far less thin, and more like a well working farm boy from his village. He wondered briefly just how long she had spent training to get muscles like that with her younger age.
Curiously, he walked up to the three of them, the blonde was the first to notice, and Naruto found his eyes caught by an ice crystal gaze which permeated his soul. Her gaze felt like daggers as if with her gaze she was trying to read his mind. The white haired man he had met earlier was the first to speak however.
"Brat, you should have gone home when you had the chance." The pink haired woman beside him snorted, taking up a posture that held years of experience, that Naruto could not possibly fathom.
"That's the runt you were talking about? You're right, I give him a month at most." With that they all left, although the crystal eyed woman lingered a moment longer, her strange gaze fixated on him, lingering, and making his whole body feel cool despite the warm sun on his armor.
Looking around him, he could understand clearly that this place was far and beyond his comfort. Still even with that strange blonde Alpha's gaze making him shiver, he felt some form of excitement enter his system from a foreign source. Yes this was a frightful experience, but he was doing all of this for the right reasons, and they did not need to know that, he did not need the approval of Alpha's, he had never felt the need before, and he certainly wasn't going to start now.