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Warmth of a Cold Touch	By : ChocolateRedVelvet Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4563 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Kimimaro felt him the moment he pulled up the window. He waited in his sublet apartment for the man to enter the place and then threw the sheets of the bed and stood to meet him. Kimimaro found him in his kitchenette, head inside the fridge, looking around for something to eat. “Please vacate my refrigerator. I would prefer not to have my food contaminated with your presence,” he drawled.
Kabuto chuckled lightly, grabbed a bottled drink, and straightened. The light from the fridge cast an eerie yellow glow on his pale features and glinted off his square frame glasses. His grey hair, dark eyes, and white skin appeared disgustingly otherworldly under the light. “That’s what I like about you, Kimimaro. You’ve got personality. Humor.”

Kimimaro raised an eyebrow at that. He was the least emotional person he knew. Even Orochimaru showed emotions more than he did. They were mostly negative: anger, jealousy, pride, and lust. Still, it was more than him. “Did you come here to do more than just interrupt my sleep?”

Kabuto popped the top of his drink, put it to his lips and took a few gulps. He lowered the bottle and sighed. “Totally needed that.” Then he finally stepped away from the fridge and closed the door. With the light gone the room sunk into utter darkness. Kimimaro couldn’t see him but he could feel his location. The slightest sound caught his attention and he focused on it, listening as Kabuto moved toward him as his eyes adjusted to the total darkness. “Tomorrow it happens. Orochimaru needs the child. Kill the babysitter and leave this note.” He stopped just a few feet away from Kimimaro and held out a white envelope and a mask. “Wear this.”

“Where do I drop off the child?”

Kabuto smirked darkly. “You don’t. Kill the brat or sell him. Master doesn’t care what you do, but leave the envelope.” He turned and walked back to the window before Kimimaro could respond, not that the white haired ninja was going to reply. He knew what he had to do. What he was going to do.

It was 1:43am. This early in the morning there was no one on the streets, but the ninja guarding the townspeople. Naruto and Haku were dressed in all grey as black was too obvious and actually showed up clearer against the dark landscape. They jumped from building to building until they reached their first target. Fire country had so many orphanages that few of them were named. There were simply numbered, FO#. This particular orphanage was one such orphanage. FO17.
FO17 was the second largest orphanage in the village. FO23 was the largest. Both were owned by the former Gato, Inc. They now belonged to one of Uzumaki, Inc.’s subsidaries.
They stopped three streets away from where the building was actually located. The good thing about being the new owner was that you have all the information you needed about the business in question. FO-17 had a secret entrance and exit that was used to traffic the orphans in and out of the village.
Naruto lifted up the grate and placed it on the ground. He jumped down into the sewer. The water was low. The place smelled like moist dirt and stale air. It wasn’t apart of the village sewage system and it showed. Haku dropped down beside him. Naruto leaned down and folded his arms to make a ledge. Haku stepped into his arms and the blond lifted him into the air. He grabbed the grate and slid it back into place. Naruto lowered him to the ground and then led the way through the underground tunnel.
Naruto was incredibly nervous. He was acting mission leader and he wasn’t sure how to handle that responsibility. He knew Haku was experienced enough to handle anything that came their way if he couldn’t, but he was still anxious. This was his first taste of leadership and he wanted it to go well. He was also manning a mission to stop corrupt people who took advantage of the system and used the orphans in their care. He wanted to make them pay, but he didn’t want to hurt the children.
That was another factor. According to the orphanage schedule, a “weeding session” went on earlier that night and tomorrow the children were supposed to be sold off and shipped to their buyers. Naruto would be damned if that was going to happen on his watch.
They already cut off the heads and more than a few of the limbs of the organizations that would be buying the children. Kimimaro and a number of anonymous missions did the job, so technically no one should actually be waiting to acquire the children. However, Naruto didn’t like the chance of the orphanage having secondary and even tertiary buyers.
Children had the right to be children, not slaves.
Gato’s demise at the hands of Zabuza’s blade was well known. Less known was the fact that his company’s were all “sold” prior to his passing. At least according to the documentation Haku forged. Executives and managers knew about the change but the general populous didn’t.
All the former Gato, Inc. companies knew they had a new owner, but the vast majority continued to work as they had when the slimy billionaire was alive. The sale was a simple transfer of ownership that gave the new owners all the rights of the previous owner, but those rights didn’t need to employed. Haku and Naruto chose not to exercise any of their rights for the vast majority of the companies. They were still getting a handle of what they owned and what each business did.
Naruto quickly realized it wouldn’t matter anyway. He strongly doubted the companies that were doing illegal actions for so long would stop just because their new owner told them not to, especially if they were receiving a large cut of the profits. For every business they researched so far, all of the executives and managerial level employees were receiving kickbacks. It was going to take time and effort to clean house. Naruto and Haku decided to start with the orphanages. Their company owned 35 different orphanages across all the elemental nations. There was a company owned orphanage in every single country. Some of them were quite small, no more than two-dozen children while others, like FO17 had over two hundred beds.
They walked through the circular tunnel until they reached a locked metal door. It was imputed into the dug out walkway. The metal was dark grey, almost black, and very plain. It lacked all aesthetics. There was nothing to tie it to a manufacturer. There was a large keyhole on the right side of the door, halfway through the circle.
Haku held out a wrought iron key. It was so simple really. Naruto almost shook his head at how easy it was to enter the building. He supposed it was because civilians were in charge of the protections. They didn’t think in the same convoluted manner that ninja did. It was a plus and a minus. The answer just depended on the situation. This time it was a plus for Naruto and a minus for the orphanage workers. He simply unlocked the secret door and walked into the building cellar.
It was predicable dark. The air was clean. Too clean. It smelled like a continuous round of commercial grade cleaning products. The kind that burned the nose when inhaled. Naruto wondered how many children’s blood was spilled here and covered up by the chemicals.
He couldn’t ignore the thought but he could push it back and focus on the children he could aid. The kids lying upstairs who needed to be noticed. Needed someone on their side. Fighting in their corner.
Naruto took a deep breath and focused. He could feel Haku’s concerned gaze burning across his face. The brunette wasn’t sure he could handle the mission. Naruto was determined to prove both Haku and himself wrong and complete the task. He held out a hand. Gingerly, Haku placed the small, leather satchel of poisoned needles in his palm. Despite his assertion that he wasn’t equipped to handle senbon, Haku started teaching Naruto how to throw them almost the moment they reached Leaf. Naruto was nowhere near as talented as Haku when it came to hitting a body point but their goal didn’t require precision. Even the slightest touch would do. “Ready?”
Haku held up his own packet.
“Good,” Naruto replied and walked forward. The children would be freed tonight from the threat of child labor and trafficking.

He should have been sleeping. Tomorrow was the first day of the Summer Chunin Exam and it was being held in his village. He needed to be rested but the job he took didn’t allow for time off or regular hours. When something needed to be done he did it immediately or as quickly as possible. There was no telling what a little delay could do to the village or Fire Country as a whole. This was why Hiruzen was up and sitting at his desk when the night shift secretary, and wasn’t it crazy that he had a secretary who just worked nights, brought in the latest batch of paperwork. Right on the top on bright red paper was a Clan Head mission request.
He snatched it from the pile and eyes wide read it over three times to make sure he got everything there.
In Water Country, they had this little known adage, ‘when it rains, it pours.’ Hiruzen was starting to believe those words described his currently situation to a T. He could feel the water falling on his head at the moment and feared it wouldn’t stop until he drowned beneath the onslaught. He buzzed for his secretary and waited for his return.
“What the hell is this?” he asked as he waved the crimson sheet.
The young man, a veteran of the jounin division, swallowed thickly. “Master Uzumaki has requested protection for a personal trip.”
“Forgive me for asking, but can you repeat that again?” he asked, hoping the message would be different. He read it, knew what the sheet said, but hoped and prayed his luck couldn’t be that bad.
“Clan Uzumaki has requested protection for a trip it hopes to take. Naruto-kun and Haku-kun want to leave Saturday morning and expect to return approximately three weeks later,” the man repeated.
Hiruzen sighed. “I thought you said that.” He couldn’t get Naruto to change his mind on the Exam, but he wanted him inside the village when the events when on. However, he didn’t have a legitimate reason to deny him. In fact denying Naruto’s request might cause some friction between him and other clans. Heads rarely left the village for a number of reasons so every time one did have to leave for whatever reason, the village let them be.
Plus, everyone was watching now. He made a mistake asking Nartuo and Sasuke’s classmates to try and convince them to enter the exams. There were reasons why entrants were kept secret and they weren't just based on protection. Now he was left to deal with the entire village knowing two of their rookie genin, including the most anticipated genin in almost a decade, were not entering Leaf’s chunin exams.
Thankfully, he didn’t have to worry about the civilians finding out as ninja talked a lot but only to each other, and there was little chance of it getting to the other villages. Betting odds should remain fine. He sighed. “Make sure that they have a duo of jounin and ask if Sasuke Uchiha would like to accompany them. It will be classed as a B-class mission for him.”
His secretary, and really he needed to learn their names, stared at him in surprise for a moment before masking his emotions. “Yes, sir.” He hastily wrote down his instructions. “Sir, do you want me to send in the request now or wait and take it down with the rest?”

“It’s best to complete this now.” The quick reply just might put him on better footing with the two genin. He didn’t need to speak to Sasuke or Naruto to know asking their classmates to talk them hadn’t gone down well. They would learn of it tomorrow or the day after at the latest. Quick feedback would show he cared for both Naruto and Sasuke.

Perfect.

Danzo read the mission parameters and smiled darkly. It was a little past dawn and a man of his age should be sleeping but he couldn’t. Not with the exam starting in a few hours. He held the short note in his hand and made his way to his office. He stared at the painting of the courtesan. The time was coming when the past would once again bear fruit.

He sat behind his desk and pressed a button. “Enter,” he called several seconds later. A tall, blue eyed blond entered. “Let Yohji and Taka know that a have a mission for them.”

AN: There you go! Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Please tell me what you think. Read, review, and rate the fic!
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