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A Season of Malcontent	By : katsuyo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1400 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author�s Note:
It�s a good thing for you
little fiends that I don�t need a lot of sleep to function like a paid-up
member of society�
This is chapter four in
all its glory for your late night reading pleasure.
Kankuro is being very naughty. He can�t
help it � Ino makes him want to be bad.
Ino isn�t behaving much better either
� but I can�t say I blame her� he�s hard to resist.
The usual warnings apply -
mild language and suggestions of a sexual nature are mentioned.
Any sentence in Italics denotes the private thoughts of
a character.
Japanese Names used:
Ayame � Iris (female name)
Yukio � Gets what he wants
(male name)
Disclaimer: I don�t own Naruto�
the evil genius Kishimoto does. Don�t hound me for
cash � I have none� just leave me in peace to write the next chapter already.
Enjoy my pretties, enjoy.
Round four: Tsunade�s Mission�
Two days later�
Kankuro sat lounging in the battered
wooden chair, one elegant hand perched at the ready on top of Karasu�s head, quietly observing the muted exchange between
the assistant and her superior.
The puppeteer gave the Hokage a considered glance.
He couldn�t shake the
feeling that this mission of hers was not typical. Something wasn�t quite right
but he couldn�t put his finger on it�
Although he had spent the
last week training with Team Asuma, he was surprised
to hear that there would only be one other person with him on this particular
mission.
Kankuro turned his head when he heard the
sound of the door softly opening behind him.
Hell! What was she
doing here? She was the last person he was expecting to come through
that door!
Ino was having a tough time of her own
trying to figure out why Kankuro was picked for this
mission rather than Shikamaru. The blonde kuniochi walked over to the chair beside the puppeteer. She
gingerly sat down on the edge and gave the large sand nin beside her a curious side glance.
Tsunade waited for the door to close
behind her assistant before she started briefing them on their mission.
The Hokage
gave the couple a wry half-smirk and said �I�m glad to hear that you two have
been getting to know each other.�
Ino half rose off her seat silently
enraged at the mention of the gossip currently doing the rounds about them but
the puppeteer�s out-stretched hand touching her arm effectively stalled the
young woman�s angry outburst.
How dare he stop me
from leaving this stupid meeting! It�s obvious the Hokage
is intent to waste our time discussing village gossip.
Kankuro could tell that she was still a
little on the sensitive side regarding that little incident at the Barbeque
place. He sighed inwardly as he felt her muscles bunch up in anger under his
touch.
��Difficult woman!� grouched the sand nin privately.
The blonde slid back into
her chair but the man didn�t move his hand from its resting place. Ino glanced over at the puppeteer who was frowning slightly
at the Hokage.
�Isn�t there someone else
who could take her place?� Kankuro growled softly at
the woman.
Ino picked up the undertone in Kankuro�s voice. He was seriously worried about her coming
on this mission with him� why?
Tsunade frowned back at the young man in
the kabuki make-up.
He was direct, this
one. He was also nobody�s fool� just like his brother.
She was impressed that he
had sensed that there was more to this mission than met the eye. Tsunade decided that it would be best to use plain speaking
and get the mission briefing completed as quickly as possible.
�No � there is not.�
replied the woman baldly.
�The Anbu
recently intercepted one of Orochimaru�s spies in
possession of sensitive documents pertaining to shinobis
from this village who have bloodline limits.�
�It was discovered from
extensive interrogation of the spy, that Orochimaru
has moved his base of operations to somewhere near his village.�
�We need to infiltrate the
sound village without arousing suspicion and determine what information that
bastard has already secured to this point.�
The puppeteer gave the Hokage a long look of consideration, slowly digesting the
information.
He could see why the older
woman would be reluctant to use any male shinobi from
the leaf village on this mission. They would be easy targets � especially with Orochimaru already in possession of the Uchiha
bloodline limit of the Sharingan.
Tsunade looked at the blonde kuniochi and nodded before continuing. �Ino�s
ability to temporarily transfer into another person�s body makes her perfect
for a mission of this nature.�
The Hokage�s
gaze drifted over to the sand shinobi and confirmed
his gut feeling with her next comment. �We need someone who is unknown to Orochimaru�s organization and can gather information
without arousing suspicion.�
Kankuro removed his outstretched hand from
Ino�s arm and the blonde felt herself feeling a
little sad at the sudden loss of the comfort his warmth offered.
�So, what�s our cover?�
asked the sand shinobi in a dangerously soft voice.
Tsunade raised her eyebrow at the tone and
replied �This mission is going to be a chance for you two to get better
acquainted� You are going to be traveling undercover as Yukio and Ayame Sakamoto - a young couple on your honeymoon.�
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The Hokage
carefully held back the evil grin she felt itching to burst forth at any
moment. The loud-mouthed blonde looked like she just went into some sort of
catatonic trance at the news. She silently sympathized with her� having had the
dubious pleasure of the Kazekage�s company from time
to time - she could imagine this past week had been no cake walk for Ino having to deal with the puppeteer.
The incident in the Korean
Barbeque place was slowly becoming infamous. The sand nin had only been in the village a few hours but had
already managed to cause trouble for the blonde kuniochi.
Tsunade had heard from the village
grapevine that the young woman had successfully hid out in the family flower
shop for a week to wait it out before the puppeteer had tracked her down.
She was shrewd enough to
recognize a certain amount of mutual attraction was going on between the two nins. Tsunade
wasn�t blind to the fact that Kankuro had just tried
to actively dissuade her from sending Ino on this
particular mission. She frowned slightly at the large man in the kabuki make
up. Her decision stood � the puppeteer better get used to it!
Besides - the young woman
would be better protected by someone who actually cared about her. The older
woman slid over the documents they needed for the mission and two scrolls. Tsunade told them to sign one of the documents she gave
them then she gestured to the scrolls and said �You�ll use the scrolls to
directly communicate any information you discover in the sound village
regarding Orochimaru�s activities to me.�
The Hokage
leaned forward on her desk and pinned the puppeteer with a piercing look.
�At the first sign of trouble
� you need to leave the village. I can�t have you two running the risk of
getting injured on a simple information gathering mission.�
�It�s goes without saying
that there is an imperative need to blend in as much as possible.�
Kankuro finally understood why he had been
specifically requested for this mission. He nodded in response to the unspoken
directive.
Tsunade leaned back in her chair and
opened up a drawer on her desk. Ino could see her
fishing around for something. She was further puzzled when she saw the Hokage pull out a small draw-string bag and shake out two
small round objects. The blonde�s view of the contents of the bag was blocked
by another more intriguing view of Kankuro�s broad
back and tight backside as he leaned forward to retrieve the items Tsunade held out to him.
The sand shinobi sat back down in his chair and turned slightly to
face the blonde woman seated beside him. Ino felt him
pick up her right hand and was perplexed to see the normally infuriating man
blushing profusely as he slid something onto one of her fingers.
She looked down at her
hand and returned the puppeteer�s embarrassed look with one of her own.
Damn it! I�m blushing
now!
She knew it was all part
of the charade they had to play but it felt very intimate and real to her. Ino wasn�t blind to the fact that Kankuro
seemed deeply affected by this simple exchange of rings. The blonde took the
other ring from the sand nin�s
suspiciously trembling hand and returned the favor by sliding his ring onto his
outstretched fingers.
Kankuro looked back at the Hokage to see that one watching the proceedings with a
great deal of interest.
�Anything else?� grouched
the puppeteer. He knew he was being rude but at this point, he couldn�t care
less. The sooner they wind up this stupid briefing, the quicker they could flee
back to their prospective holes in the walls to get ready to depart.
�Yes � be ready to leave
tomorrow morning� and dress appropriately.� replied Tsunade
She slid a small envelope
onto the table and added �This has your accommodation information as well as
money for general expenses.�
Kankuro leaned over again and retrieved
the envelope. He knew Ino was checking his butt out �
he could feel those blue eyes of hers burning his flesh. The sand nin silently cursed to himself.
He was blushing again�
he could feel his face burning up!
Kankuro quickly scooped up the envelope
and swung his head around to give the blonde a scowl.
Ino gave a little shrug in response
and grinned like an idiot.
Boy � did she get
royally busted for checking him out! She couldn�t help it that he had such a
fine behind.
�You ready to leave?� Kankuro softly growled to the blonde.
The young woman nodded her
response but the puppeteer wasn�t watching. He had slung up that puppet of his
onto his back and stalked over to the door � flinging it open with such force
that the poor thing reverberated on its frame.
The two women followed the
man�s exit in silence with their eyes � then waited until they couldn�t hear
his footsteps echoing in the hallway outside the office.
Tsunade looked at the younger woman and
grinned evilly. It certainly looked like these two will be evenly matched� the
young man possessed a temper it seemed. Unlike his two siblings � it looked
like it just took a little longer to rile the man up.
�You can go too� good
luck, Ino.� replied the Hokage.
The older woman watched
her leave the room before she gave into the urge to laugh uncontrollably.
Oh � if only she could
be a fly on the wall for this particular mission!
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Ino stepped out into the early morning
sunshine and turned slightly when she felt a pair of eyes quietly assessing her
from the direction of the wall. She looked over and wasn�t surprised to see the
puppeteer waiting for her.
�You stalking me now?�
asked the young woman, frowning at the large man.
�No� nothing as exciting
as all that.� grinned the puppeteer then continued
�I�m waiting to walk you home. We have a few things we need to talk about
before we leave tomorrow morning.�
Ino continued to frown at Kankuro then slowly nodded her agreement.
He was right � damn his
kabuki-covered hide! They did need to get a few things sorted out before they
headed out on this wretched mission of the Hokage�s.
He waited until the blonde
starting to walk in the direction of her apartment before falling into step
beside her.
It was the safest place
to walk� he didn�t think he could handle watching her swing that fine ass of
hers all the way to her place!
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The journey to her
apartment was a silent one and Ino was secretly
relieved. Although she was normally quite talkative, being in close proximity
to the sand nin robbed her
of all ability to speak right now.
She opened the door and
gestured for the large man to follow her inside. Kankuro
walked directly over to the sofa in the living room and propped Karasu beside him as he watched her close the front door. Ino then walked over to the kitchen to idly stroke the
tulips there before joining him. The sand shinobi
turned away from the scene and quickly swallowed the evil grin playing along
his firm lips. He didn�t miss the wistful look that appeared on her face as she
dragged one manicured finger softly down the side of one of the blooms.
If that�s what it took
to put that particular look on her face � he would buy her flowers on a regular
basis!
Now � if only he could get
her to drag her fingers willingly down his flesh like that.
Yes � he was being a
pervert again!
�Kankuro sighed to
himself. It was kind of hard not to think these dirty thoughts around her. She
really brought out the worst in him.
The sand nin looked down at the small metal
band on his hand, bringing his mind back to one of the things they needed to
address. He was surprised to feel a curiously sharp and oddly possessive need
flash through him at the mere thought of being around this young woman on a
permanent basis.
The puppeteer waited for Ino to sit down before he started to discuss his concerns
with her regarding this mission of theirs.
�I will be honest with
you, Ino� I�m not thrilled about the idea of you
being my partner for this mission�� started Kankuro,
only to be interrupted by an irate Ino.
�I don�t need a big
make-up wearing jerk like you telling me which missions I should or should not
take!� bristled the blonde kuniochi.
Great! Just wonderful�
she�s gone on the defensive.
The sand nin sighed to himself and thought
privately that this little chat of theirs was now going to take a lot more time
than he originally planned. He was thinking of the best way to explain his
concerns to the young woman without getting her all bent out of shape, when a
part of his brain screeched to a halt as it finally digested what she had just
said to him.
He stood up suddenly,
effectively knocking his puppet from its resting spot and glared down at the
young blonde harridan sitting on the matching sofa with her arms firmly
crossed, staring daggers at him. He didn�t even hear Karasu
hit the floor - the blood was roaring so fast through his head and he visibly
bristled at the insult she just handed him.
�Did you just say I wore make-up?�
asked the puppeteer in a deceptively soft voice.
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Ino realized her mistake immediately
when she heard that particular tone in his voice.
The young woman looked up
quickly at the man�s face to see a large vein throbbing ominously at his
temple. Ino then swallowed to try to dislodge the
hard lump forming at the back of her throat.
She had unknowingly struck
a nerve and the man was furious with her.
Initially - Ino�s sole concern was to try and calm down the man before
he erupted.
It was always the quiet
ones you had to watch!
Without considering the
possible consequences of her actions, she stood up directly in front of the
puppeteer and placed a small hand on his chest to both steady herself and to try to calm down the large bristling male.
She felt the shocks all
the way up her arm and felt her body go into overdrive at the contact. Ino raised a startled face up to Kankuro�s
own equally stunned features, and accidentally brushed her lips with his. She
felt the large nin go rigid
for a moment before she felt herself being hauled into a wall of pure muscle. Ino draped her arms around the puppeteer�s shoulders in an
effort to prevent herself from falling backwards and onto her rump. Kankuro had ceased to think ever since she touched his
chest � pure instinct had now kicked in and taken control of the situation. He
took advantage of the blonde�s new position and moved in for the kill. He
wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with all the pent up passion she was
making him feel. At first he was angry with her but that emotion quickly
switched to something else entirely when he felt her return his kisses in
earnest.
Kankuro felt the cat-hood slide off his
head and gave a low groan when he felt her hands roving through his hair. One
of his hands slid up the blonde�s back and plucked the hair band out of her
hair, releasing the pony tail. The puppeteer stopped kissing her long enough to
survey his handiwork before he felt himself being unceremoniously wrenched back
to the task at hand. He was tempted to chuckle evilly at her telling action but
wisely refrained.
There was no way he was
going to do something that stupid. The last thing he wanted at this
point was for her to stop kissing him!
She was everything he
imagined she would be but he was beginning to see that the reality of having
her in his arms was far better than any fantasy he could dream up.
Her hair felt like fine
strands of silk as he slid his hand through the golden mass. It was so soft and
fine. A thought crossed his mind and he frowned slightly.
This can�t be very
comfortable for her�
They were still standing�
well, he was standing and she was dangling from his body. Kankuro
grinned wolfishly at that thought.
She could cling to him
anytime she wanted!
He slid his large hand
lower down her body and gathered her close before he sat back down to the sofa.
Ino was now curled against him, resting on his chest
but she had yet to stop kissing him!
Ahhh � this was so much better! He
could definitely get used to this!
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It was a while before Kankuro finally decided to let the dazed blonde in his lap
up for air.
The puppeteer looked down
at his handiwork with smug satisfaction and found himself
immensely pleased with the results.
He had been initially
concerned that they would be unable to successfully pull off the roles they had
been forced to play for this mission. It wasn�t a question of attraction that
had worried him but the fact that she was still fighting that
attraction.
I should get mad at her
more often! I could certainly get used to her methods of calming me down�
Kankuro grinned wolfishly to himself. This
was turning out better than he had hoped!
He had been a little
skeptical at first when the Hokage had mentioned that
they would be masquerading as a newly-wed couple but he was definitely warming
up to the idea!
Ino tugged on him to bring him back
for more kisses but the puppeteer with a small smile on his face shook his head
at the young woman. As much as he would prefer to keep kissing her, Kankuro also knew that he was in danger of doing the thing
that he had joked about in his report to the Kazekage.
Aside from the risk of incurring Gaara�s wrath, he
really didn�t want to rush into things with Ino and
run the risk of screwing things up with her. As delightful as this diversion
was, Kankuro knew that they still needed to talk
about the mission.
The puppeteer placed one
hand behind his head and sheepishly said, �I was actually worried that we
wouldn�t be able to pull off this charade of being newly-weds, Ino but you managed to put my mind at ease.�
The blonde leaned back and
looked floored.
How did she get it all
so very wrong?
�I�m sorry� I thought the
reason you didn�t want me on the mission was because you didn�t think I could
do a good job.� replied the kuniochi, a little
embarrassed.
Kankuro frowned slightly at that comment
and quickly tried to put her mind at ease. �No, Ino �
It�s not that at all. I�m concerned this is going to be a dangerous mission. I
don�t want anything bad to happen to you, that�s all.�
The blonde scowled at
that. �You�re being a little overprotective, don�t you think?� Ino gave the frowning man a long considered look, then
continued speaking. �I�m a Shinobi� last time I
checked, the whole danger thing came as part of the job description.�
Kankuro groaned slightly at that statement
and brought the blonde woman�s head closer to his so their foreheads were
touching. Ino could tell the puppeteer wasn�t happy
with that statement and was about to push herself off his lap in disgust when
she heard the sand nin sigh
in resignation and quietly reply, �Ino� I know its
part of what we are but it doesn�t make it easier for me to deal with -
especially when I care a great deal for you.�
When was the last time
she heard a man tell her that they cared for her � enough to worry about her
safety? Hmmph� try never.
She pulled her head back
slightly and looked into the puppeteer�s eyes. The sincerity she saw mirrored
in their dark depths made her heart do strange things.
When the man wasn�t
being a bastard and making her life a living hell, he could be amazingly sweet
when the mood suited him.
The blonde just had a
sudden evil thought and grinned at the puppeteer. Kankuro�s
eyes narrowed at the sudden change in her facial expression.
Now, what was she
thinking?
The sand nin had to fight down the evil
smirk that threatened to burst forth when he heard Ino
ask, �Kankuro, can we just keep kissing? ...then
maybe you can show me some of the things you mentioned in that note of
yours?� He didn�t miss the wistful note in her voice or the hopeful gleam in
her eyes. Kankuro gave the young woman a sly little
smile before bending down to claim her lips with his own. He heard her breath
hitch in her throat and thought to himself that if he had a choice between
talking about the mission and what he was now doing - he would rather do
what she suggested. He would be a fool to pass up an opportunity to keep
kissing Ino, especially when she was more than
willing.
Besides � they could
probably get more than enough chance to discuss the mission in the coming days.
Kankuro gathered the young woman close to
him and stood up. He sighed wistfully to himself. There was probably going
to be Hell to pay later if this continues to its natural conclusion� The
sand nin then mentally
shrugged off that minor concern. He would worry about that when they finally
crossed that particular bridge.
He looked down at the
blonde in his arms and gave her one last chance to change her mind. �You sure
about this?� asked the puppeteer, quirking an eyebrow.
Ino felt her face go fiery red and she
knew she was suddenly incapable of saying anything, so she merely nodded her
agreement.
Kankuro gave Ino
another soul shattering kiss before he whispered something in her ear. The kuniochi blushed shyly and pointed to a nearby door.
He opened the door to her
bedroom and saw the rose beside the bed. He groaned to himself. A part of him
was close to losing control now that he knew that she had probably fallen
asleep last night caressing that damn rose. He swallowed his groan and softly
closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed.
The puppeteer gently
placed the blonde woman down on the silken covers. Ino
marveled how handsome he was without the hood to cover up that glorious
russet-brown hair of his. Even though he still wore his kabuki makeup, she
could tell that he looked like an older version of his brother, the Kazekage.
Kankuro was about to move away from her,
when Ino placed a small hand on his cheekbone.
Before she closed her lips
over his, she murmured �You still owe me dinner, you know.� The sand nin chuckled evilly at that
comment and returned her kisses in earnest.
I owe her a lot more
than dinner� Kankuro privately thought, trying to hold back a naughty grin.
In the meantime though - he would gladly settle for exploring just a few
of the things he wanted to do to her in that note of his�
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