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“Naruto?” Ino looked on with worry as the other blonde slowly sat up. “Are you
all right?”
“I think
so,” he grunted, cautiously gathering his feet under him. “What, exactly,
happened to me?”
“That
was an acute case of mental overload,” a new voice explained. “You tried to
absorb too much information from your kage bunshin and your mind shut down to
deal with the flow. You’ve been out for about half an hour.”
“Thank
you, Miss-”
“Dr.
Uzuki Shion.” The brunette smiled as she reached up to touch the strip of metal
running across the bridge of her nose. Running a spark of chakra through the
metal, she transformed it into a pair of glasses. “The Hokage called me here
after you collapsed.”
Naruto
arched an eyebrow, studying the woman more closely. “Uzuki huh? You don’t have a
forehead protector, so I’m assuming you’re part of the medical corps, rather
than a combat field medic. Do you have any siblings in the shinobi program?”
Shion
nodded with a slight smile. “My sister Yugao is a shinobi. Do you know her?”
“I’ve
heard that name in passing, so maybe.” Naruto gave her his usual sunny grin,
then turned to Sarutobi. “So, what exactly happened, old man?”
“The
kage bunshin is an incredibly powerful technique with two major flaws,” The
Hokage explained, lighting his pipe and opening a window. “First is the fact
that the user distributes all of their chakra evenly between the original and
all of their clones. Creating one clone divides your chakra in half, two splits
it three ways, and so on. Now, how many clones did you leave at the library last
night?”
“I don’t
know,” Naruto said, casually scratching the back of his head. “A couple hundred,
maybe.”
Jaws
dropped and eyebrows rose. Shion summed up everyone’s thoughts nicely. “You
split your chakra over two hundred ways, and you’re still alive? Are you sure
you’re a genin?”
“I’ve
got large reserves for my age, I guess,” Naruto shrugged. “I mean, I felt a
little dip in my reserves after I made all those clones, but I was still okay to
make it back here from the library.”
“We’re
going to have to find a way to burn off all your chakra one of these days and
find out your limit.” Ino said, idly rubbing the thin white scar of her recently
healed oath wound.
“Naruto-kun, you said that your kage bunshin retain their knowledge when they’re
dispelled, correct?” Hinata asked.
“Yeah.
That was the whole point of filling the library.”
“And
that is the second flaw in the kage bunshin,” the hokage interrupted. “If you
take in too much information in that manner….”
“If
you’re extremely lucky,” Naruto supplied, “you only end up with a nasty
headache. But then why didn’t I have this problem when I fought Mizuki?”
“Mizuki,
the academy instructor?” Ino looked surprised. “What’s that all about?”
“It’s
all right for you to tell them later,” Sarutobi interjected. “A team must be
able to trust each other, after all. As for your question, Naruto, I believe
that because all your clones were focused on a single act, the focus mitigated
the damaging mental effects.”
Naruto
nodded, turning to Shion. “So, Doc, am I cleared?”
Shion
blinked herself out of her daze. “Y-yes,” she stammered, catching a bit of drool
before it could become too noticeable. “Just um, try not to overexert yourself
for the rest of the day and you should be okay. And if you need anything
medical, any of you, ask for me by name.”
“That’s
great!” Naruto exclaimed, smacking his fist into his open palm. “Kurenai-sensei,
just so we’re clear, where are we meeting?”
“Huh?”
The elder kunoichi shook herself out of her stupor. “Training ground 12 at ten
o’clock.”
“You
sure?” The blonde frowned. “I thought you said training ground ten at twelve
o’clock yesterday.”
The
genjutsu mistress blinked. “Yes. That’s what I said. Twelve at ten.”
“But you
just… never mind. See you at noon, training ground ten, same as our team?”
“Um
yeah. That works,” Kurenai mumbled, staring at Naruto in a slight daze as the
Sandime gently pulled the oblivious doctor and jonin out into the hallway, using
a minor wind jutsu to close the door behind him.
“Well
that was weird,” Naruto muttered turning to face his two starry eyed teammates.
“Oh, for kami’s sake!” He snapped, rolling his eyes as he brought a hand down
hard on each of their shapely backsides. “Snap out of it!”
“What
the hell was that for?” Ino barked, rubbing her abused posterior.
“You
were staring at me like I’m some kind of bishonen model,” Naruto called over his
shoulder.”I mean, if you’re gonna gawk, wait ‘til I’m naked.”
Hinata’s
hands started through handseals for her byakugan before Ino grabbed her hands
and shook her head. Hinata responded with a puppy-dog pout before both headed
off to change, meeting back at the door as Naruto pulled his shoes on. “Are we
ready to go?”
“Sure,
but where are we going? You said yourself people don’t exactly like having you
around.” Ino asked, forcing herself to remain focused.
“True,
but the commerce laws say they can’t turn me away so long as I have sufficient
money to pay for my purchases,” Naruto grinned, tapping his chin. “I usually get
my best deals in the northern part of town, so we’ll start there. If worst comes
to worst I can throw up a henge.”
“It
might be better if you don’t,” Ino murmured thoughtfully. “I mean, the clothes
might all fit the same, but what looks good on your henge might not work so well
with you.”
“If you
say so, I’ll trust your judgment.” Naruto replied, locking the door as they
trooped out.
XXXXX
Naruto
winced sympathetically as a teenage girl and her mother stared at him almost
longingly, then drifted face first into a streetlamp and a wall, respectively.
“Why is
everyone staring at me today?” the blonde groused aloud, not expecting an answer
from his equally enchanted teammates. Since leaving the apartment, the
fox-faced shinobi had left a trail of stunned women and puzzled-looking men in
his wake, and Ino and Hinata were flanking him at such an angle that they both
had a clear view of his face at all times.
Naruto,
being the considerate person he was, crossed the road and helped his latest
unfortunate victims back to their feet. After they assured him that they were
all right, and the younger girl slipped him her phone number, Naruto turned to
the brightly colored flyer hung on the pole of the slightly dented street lamp.
“Well,
well. It seems there’s a new shinobi shop opening a few blocks from here,” he
mused aloud, setting off at a slightly increased pace. “This should do nicely,
unless the other shop owners have started up the rumor mill already.”
In short
order, the Kyuubi container found himself entering a modest establishment. A few
of the customers threw glares at the boy, but Naruto just smiled back at them.
I keep you safe from what you fear, just by being alive. So if you want to
hate me, hate me if it helps you sleep at night, he thought grimly. Me,
I’ll just keep smiling. “Welcome to Daidoji’s grand opening extravaganza!” a
dark-haired teenage girl chirped, interrupting Naruto’s thoughts. “What can I
help you with today?”
“I’m
looking for a new wardrobe, something…ninja-ish.” Naruto replied, groaning
inwardly as the young girl’s eyes grew unfocused. “And I think I’ll start with a
mask.”
“Would
you be interested in a full or half mask?” An older woman spoke up from behind
as she reached out and squeezed the younger girl’s nose until she started to
squirm away. “For kami’s sake, Tomoyo, just because he’s kind of cute is no
reason to gawk at the boy. Now lad, full or half?”
“Um,
what’s the difference?” Naruto asked.
The
older lady beckoned the group over to a wall, sneaking furtive looks at the boy
the whole while. “A full mask is commonly what the ANBU wear, so named for the
obvious fact that it conceals the entire face. A bit clunky for a first-timer
though, and likely to attract unwanted attention. A half mask comes up from your
collar to about the bridge of your nose.”
“Okay,
what do you recommend?”
“Nothing
at all.” Tomoyo sighed happily, earning herself another nose tweak. “Why would
you want to hide any of that gorgeous face?”
“So he
doesn’t have ladies young and old drowning in their drool. Shame though.” She
ran her roughened hand over the boy’s whiskered cheek. “You are quite handsome.
If I were twenty years younger…”
“The
half mask!” Naruto yelped in a panic. “In, um…black, maybe.”
With
some reluctance, the older woman produced the desired article and helped Naruto
fit it on.
“I don’t
think that quite works.” Ino murmured, slowly coming out of her stupor. “I mean
the, mask looks good, but the color doesn’t quite work.” Naruto said something,
but it was slightly muffled by his mask. “You’re going to have to speak up a bit
to be understood through the mask, but it provides a tactical advantage, since
your enemies won’t know just what you’re doing.”
“I said,
maybe in blue then,” Naruto repeated.
“It
would go with your eyes, but we have to pick the right shade for your skin
tone.” Ino turned and rummaged among the masks before surfacing with a handful
in various shades of blue, from nearly white to a navy indistinguishable from
the black mask he wore now. “Gomen, Naruto. This may take more time than we
have.”
“At
least the mask will be the basis for the color scheme, right?” Naruto asked as
the four women began narrowing down the possibilities.
“I
didn’t think you knew anything about color schemes.” Ino said, throwing the
lighter-hued masks back in the pile.
“I may
not know a lot, but I do know some. Why do you think it’s orange and blue and
not orange and green?”
Ino
paled. “Thank you for sparing us that, Naruto. The visualization has made me
physically ill.”
“You
favor orange and blue, eh?” The older woman mused thoughtfully. “That’s not
exactly stealthy.”
“Hence
my need for a new wardrobe , Daidoji-san.”
“‘Daidoji-san’ makes me feel older than I am. Just call me Sonomi-san. And
you’ve met my daughter Tomoyo-chan.” The newly identified Sonomi waved off his
protests as she pulled out a number of masks from the darker end of the
spectrum. “That’s just what you need.” She said approvingly. “So, pants next?”
In short
order, Naruto was outfitted in simple black cargo pants and a tight fitting navy
blue t-shirt with a dark orange spiral, this being the sole concession to his
unique fashion tastes. The outfit was accessorized with a modest white jacket, a
utility vest similar to those worn by upper level nins and a pair of black
fingerless gloves with the leaf symbol etched into a metal plate on the back.
After collecting some basic shinobi tools, the group went to pay for their
purchases. Naruto paused as something caught his eye.
“Sonomi-san, what are these?” He asked, picking up the elongated wrist bracers.
“Partial
body armor. The bracers attach like so. And the shin guards go like that.”
Sonomi and Tomoyo expertly fitted the new garments. “Beneath the outer cloth of
the bracers and guards is a layer of leather, with three layers of tight woven
chain mesh beneath. If necessary they can be used to stop shiruken, kunai, and
most small swords.”
“Can you
add some training weights?” Naruto asked, turning his arm over thoughtfully.
“Sure.
Lots of shinobi wear weighted clothes. If you want I could add something to your
jacket as well, and they’d be ready by the end of the week. How much did you
have in mind?”
“Can I
try ten pounds in the limbs and twenty in the jacket?” The young shinobi asked.
Sonomi nodded and produced two ten pound bars which she balanced expertly on his
outstretched arms. “Yes, this will do for a start.”
“Sonomi-san?” Hinata spoke up hesitantly. “May I try five pounds, please?”
“No need
to be shy, miss,” Sonomi replied cheerfully. “I’m here to help you. Now let’s
see how these feel.”
“What
about you, Ino-chan?” her fellow blonde asked.
“I don’t
see why not. Five pounds as well. Although….”
“What is
it, Ino-chan?” Hinata posed the question from where she stood with the smaller
weights balanced on each arm, her jacket discarded over the back of a chair.
“It’s
just, I’m used to leading, kind of, and now it seems like I’m the last on the
team to take action.” She raised her hand, showing the jagged white scar on the
back of her hand. “I kinda feel like a lemming.”
“Ouch!”
Naruto exclaimed in mock agony. “So I’m a cliff now?”
“Well,
technically, you’d be the steep drop off of the cliff, Naruto-kun.”
Hinata interjected with a giggle that threatened to dislodge her weights.
“You’re
not helping, Hina-chan,” Naruto growled. “Anyway Ino-chan, we all have our
specialties, and that’s where we lead. Hina’s a scout, I’m a brute, and you…
you’re intelligence.”
“I used
to be a shinobi myself, though I’m retired now,” Sonomi slipped fluidly into the
conversation. “and Naruto’s right. You’ll all have your chance to shine, or be
shined on. Now then, Miss Ino, was it? Let’s see to your weights.”
XXXXX
It was
11 o’clock by the time Team Ten took their leave and made their way to their
training ground, with a brief stop to deposit Naruto’s new clothes. “We have an
hour to kill before Kurenai-sensei gets here.” Naruto yawned. “Any ideas?”
“We
could go for a jog,” Ino suggested. Naruto perked up as she waved them over and
drew a rough diamond shape in the dirt. “Now if memory serves, we are at
training ground ten, here.” She pointed to the top of the dust diamond.
“Training grounds seven, eight, and nine should also be in this block, going
counter clockwise from here.” She paused to point to the left hand corner. “And
most rookie teams practice on a training ground that’s the same as their team
number.”
“How do
you know all this?” Naruto gestured to the diamond.
“There’re maps of the various training grounds all over the village. Don’t tell
me you’ve never looked at them?”
“Actually, I haven’t. I just went to where I knew a training ground was, and if
it was occupied, I wandered around until I found one that wasn’t.”
“That
tears it,” Ino stood up hastily. “We’re going to have to make sure you know
where to find allies if you need them. We’ll start with training ground seven.”
Leaving no further room for argument, the taller blonde picked a direction and
started to jog with her teammates catching up in an easy burst of speed.
They
made good time and soon stood at training ground seven where they immediately
noticed something wrong. “Where’s their sensei?” Naruto murmured aloud.
“Dunno,
but they should,” Ino replied before raising her voice to a shout, “Hey
forehead! Aren’t you a little young to be wandering around by yourself?”
“Shut
it, Ino pig!” Sakura fired back. “Our sensei told us to be here at seven.”
“Do you
seriously mean your teacher is four hours late?” Hinata stared in disbelief.
She’d been raised with the mindset that time is a valuable commodity, and like
any such commodity, wasting it was frowned on heavily.
“Yeah,
but what can you do?” Kiba tossed back from his spot under the tree. “What about
you guys?”
“Kurenai-sensei is meeting us at our training ground at noon,” Naruto replied.
“We’re doing laps around the training grounds to kill time until we go for a
mission.”
“Hey
forehead, you wanna join us? It’s a good way to get in shape,” Ino prompted.
“And get
all sweaty?” The green-eyed girl wrinkled her nose in disgust. “No, thanks.”
“Are you
sure, Sakura-san? You never know when a little extra muscle will make all the
difference,” Hinata asked.
“Pfft!”
Sakura waved the trio of genin off. “If I get into any trouble, Sasuke-kun will
save me.”
Ino’s
eyes narrowed into slits as she clenched her fists angrily. “Let’s go,” she
growled coldly, glaring at her friend. “A real kunoichi doesn’t wait to be
saved.” With that last, scathing remark, Team Ten turned and resumed their jog,
leaving a puzzled cherry blossom in their wake.
“So,
next up is team eight.” Naruto called to the seething kunoichi. “What do we know
about them?”
“Shikamaru and Choji are a couple of unrepentant slackers, but when the shit
hits the fan, they’re the ones you want at your back.” Ino’s displeasure shone
clearly in her voice, and Naruto suspected it would for some time. “I don’t know
anything about Shino. He was always quiet in class, and now that I think on it,
I can’t actually remember him answering any questions.”
“Shino’s
clan is a bit unusual,” Hinata explained.
“Says
the girl with the x-ray eyes to the mindwalker and the stamina freak.” Naruto
quips.
“True
enough,” the Hyuuga heiress mused. “The Aburame clan has a symbiotic
relationship with the kikai insects that dwell in their bodies.”
“I think
I remember reading a bit about them last night,” the blue-eyed shinobi mused.
“If I remember correctly, their insects feed on chakra.”
“Right,”
Hinata confirmed. “As such, those insects are an Aburame’s primary means of
attack.”
Naruto
slowed as the trio approached team eight’s training ground, arriving in time to
see the three fresh genin rush an older bearded man, presumably their jonin
sensei, each holding a pair of kunai as the younger men tried to get inside
their sensei’s guard. Naruto and the girls watched breathlessly as Choji and
Shino forced the man’s arms wide while Shikamaru charged in and pressed the
point of a kunai into either side of Asuma’s Adam’s apple.
“This is
so troublesome,” the pineapple-haired youth complained. “Do you yield?”
“I do,”
the jonin said, relaxing his stance. “Congratulations, boys. You’re true genin
ninja’s now.”
“You
rock!” Ino cheered, giving a little jump that made her bounce pleasantly. Naruto
smiled as Choji and Shikamaru jerked towards her voice. Shino raised an eyebrow
as Asuma chuckled.
“We’ll
have to work on situational awareness, I see,” the bearded jonin smirked.
“Anything I can do for you kids?”
“Not
really. We’re just making the rounds and getting reacquainted with our future
coworkers.” Ino said, making hasty introductions. “So was that your exam?”
Asuma
nodded. “Normally, a jonin will give the exam the same day the team meets for
the first time, but I had to think up a good test for them. Normally I fight
with a pair of trench knives, so the boys had to force me to submit with just a
pair of kunai.”
“Hey,
Ino, did you read my note?” Shikamaru drawled lazily.
“Oh
gosh, with everything that happened I completely forgot about it,” the blonde
said apologetically.
“It’s
too troublesome to worry about.” The brunette replied. “I just said to be
careful out there, and not to give Naruto too much of a hard time.”
“I’m
still waiting to see him in action, but he’s got potential,” Ino shrugged. “At
least he looks like a shinobi, now.”
“He does
at that,” Shika agreed. “You guys should get going, though. We might see ya
around for missions.”
“We
might, at that,” Ino giggled, bowing respectfully before jogging away.
“Next
stop, training ground nine.” Naruto said. “This is the team Iruka said was in
circulation from last year.”
“Neji-niisan.” Hinata murmured worriedly.
“You
know something, Hinata?” Ino looked over at her teammate.
“I think
team nine is my cousin Neji’s team,” Hinata explained. “He… doesn’t like me
much.”
“That’s
too bad,” Naruto said cracking his knuckles. “I didn’t want to have to smack
down a fellow Konoha shinobi before lunch, but those are the breaks.”
“Naruto-kun!” Hinata seemed aghast at the concept of her long time crush
fighting her cousin. “You don’t understand -”
“No,
Hina-chan, you don’t understand. You’re mine, the both of you.” Ino’s
head whipped around in surprise at that declaration. “And just as much, I am
yours. I don’t care if he’s your cousin, or your father, or the fourth Hokage
fresh out his grave. Nobody makes my girls sad,” Naruto said with a firm
nod of his head. “Not even me, okay? If I do something boneheaded, don’t be
afraid to tell me.”
“Please,
Naruto-kun, if he says anything let it slide,” Hinata begged. “Just for today.”
Naruto
turned to answer when he backed into a brunette kunoichi, taking the pair down
in a messy tangle of limbs and cloth. “I’m sorry about that,” the blonde hastily
untangled himself and helped the other girl back to her feet. “I wasn’t paying
attention. Are you all right?”
“Why
don’t you watch where you’re going, you jerk?” The bun haired girl said snidely.
“Excuse
me?” Naruto said, starting to burn his admittedly short fuse.
“I
remember you from class.” The girl smirked. “Always goofing around and pulling
stupid tricks. It’s a wonder you actually managed to graduate.”
“So you
remember me, huh?” Naruto huffed, looking casually down at the ground. “I wish I
could say I have the same honor, but I don’t like to lie to a lady.” Naruto
raised his head, his trademark vulpine grin spreading across his face.
“You
cocky little bastard!” The kunoichi took a wide swing which Naruto casually
blocked before stepping inside her guard and getting in her face.
“Listen
sister, I don’t know what crawled up your cute little ass this morning, but I
didn’t do anything wrong!”
“My name
is Tenten, not ‘sister,’ and you ran me over!” The brunette kunoichi yelled
back.
“You’re
in the middle of a dirt path!” Naruto countered, jabbing her sharply in the
chest “I helped you up! I apologized for knocking you down! I asked if you were
okay!” Each accusation was punctuated by another heavy poke to Tenten’s chest,
the last of which sent her staggering backwards. “I don’t know why you’re such a
bitch, but you owe me an apology for your behavior.”
“Don’t
hold your breath, Uzumaki!” Tenten snapped back. “It’ll be a cold day in hell
before I ever apologize to you.”
“Shall
we take our leave, ladies?” Naruto glared darkly at the bun-haired girl
as her teammates came jogging toward the group. “I really can’t see any reason
to stick around here.”
“Wait,
youthful stranger!” Naruto took an instinctive step back as a green…something
bounded into his field of view. “What is your problem with our dear Tenten?”
“Well,
mister…” The blonde trailed off hoping for something to identify the crazy green
genin in front of him.
“Ah! You
wish to know my name? Is it not good manners to first offer your own?”
“Never
had much need for manners myself,” Naruto shrugged. “The name’s Uzumaki Naruto.”
“I am
Konoha’s beautiful green beast, Rock Lee!” The boy exclaimed, causing the others
to recoil away from the sheer volume. “Now my youthful friend, I ask you again,
what is the nature of your fight with our kunoichi teammate?”
“Your
girl has an attitude problem,” Naruto said coolly, “and a distinct lack of
appreciation for common courtesy. My apology, Tenten?”
“Don’t
hold your breath, Uzumaki.” the older kunoichi smirked with sickening sweetness.
“Or better yet, do.”
“You’re
just a regular barrel of sunshine, aren’t you?” Naruto growled, spinning on his
heel and beckoning to the girls. Tenten threw a last angry glare before stalking
back to the training grounds, her teammates following quickly behind.
Ino gave
the retreating trio a brutal glare. Hinata, on the other hand seemed transfixed
by the other girl’s swaying ass. “I would hit that like the fist of an angry
kami,” She murmured softly.
Ino and
Naruto stopped and stared as Hinata’s ever-present blush reached nuclear status
and she hurried away, back to their own training ground. After they arrived, the
trio was silent for a long while before Naruto spoke. “So, Hina-chan, care to
explain?”
“It’s
nothing really. All my life, my clansmen have drummed into me that I’m expected
to produce an heir, and I clearly like boys, if my attraction to Naruto-kun is
anything to go by. Still, I can’t help but wonder about… you know.”
“Sounds
like you’re bi-curious,” Ino clarified. “Interesting.”
“I don’t
know about all that, but I know what I like,” Hinata replied, gazing back in the
direction of her cousin’s training ground. “And I think I like that very much.”
“Indeed…” Naruto murmured in agreement, picturing Tenten’s swaying backside in
his mind. “I’m not too crazy about her attitude, though.”
“Glad to
see you’ve been getting to know the other teams.” Kurenai said as she appeared
in a swirl of leaves. “Naruto, nice clothes. You look like a shinobi should.
Ready for your first D-rank mission?”
The
young shinobi nodded and set off for the Hokage Tower.
AN: Okay
I suck at creating OC’s so I tend to borrow them from other places. Dr. Uzuki is
taken from Xenosaga, and Sonomi and Tomoyo are from Card Captor Sakura. I don’t
own them either.
Still
taking summon suggestions.
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