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Undercover Covered up	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He had to bleach his hair and place a lens over his Sharigan eye, but it was worth it. Nobody will ever guess it is him, not even when his hair is still sticking up like this. And the lens helps a ton as well.
Kakashi eyes himself in the mirror and nods. It’s weird, not wearing a mask. Ridiculous even, considering his blond locks. But it’s worth it, for the sake of Konoha. If he plays it well, this will be the first and last time he has to go undercover like this.
He shrugs and adjust his civilian clothes. A grey shirt, black pants. All tight fitting. He rubs over his jaw, still not used to the absence of the mask.
“Are you done boss?” Pakkun asks. The little pug hops down from the cabinet next to Kakashi. “You look nothing like yourself.” He nods wit a serious expression on his face. “A job well done.” He grins and trots to the door, sitting down. “How long will you be gone?”
“About a month. Perhaps more. But at least a month. To settle in, to make my way around town and stuff. Meet the kids.” Kakashi narrows his eyes. “Those innocent ones.” He hates to admit it, but part of him wanted to take the mission simply because he wants the human traffickers to pay.
“You’ll do great, boss.”
Kakashi hums in agreement and opens the door. The cold air from outside hits him in the face. A shiver runs over his back. This is how it feels to have a face bare. His fingers itch to grabs a hold of his precious book. But, no, he can’t do that. He has strict orders. Even now, on the day of his depart, he has to be undercover. He has to go unnoticed. The porn is out of the question. Even if the air in his face feels cold and makes him shiver.
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He infiltrated the group. A bunch of men looking to buy slaves. All kind of slaves. For labour, housework and even sex. He acted like he knew all, and, yes, he does know all, and somehow, that got him a good reputation. Whatever works. It’s not like this is his real life.
“It’s the last of it’s kind.” An old man, eager to be near Kakashi, eager to tell him all about everything, goes over the list of predicted slaves to buy. Young ones, old ones, plain ones and special ones. Well, he tells Irakusa. That is Kakashi’s new name. A name that tastes strange on his tongue.
“You can looks at the goods. Some of them you can even try.” The old man speaks with a gleeful tone.
Those words make Kakashi’s blood boil. He doesn’t respond verbally. There is no need for it. The murmurs in the room grow silent as one man steps onto the stage. He raises a hand. Everybody in the room claps and cheers. The hand goes down and the silence returns.
“I have a wonderful new group. Caught fresh this morning,” the stage man asks. The crowd grows restless. Kakashi straightens his back a little. The Hokage gave him information about how the ending of the mission would go. There will be a group of ANBU Shinobi, appearing as children. Those Shinobi will get themselves caught. All Kakashi has to do, is keep the crowd busy. Then, a special team will come and disband them. He send them the coordinates, the exact ones, so that finding this bar would not be a big hassle.
“We start with these kids.” The man on stage gestures to three children behind him, and steps aside.
Kakashi widens his eyes. Those are real, young children. Not ANBU Shinobi under a henge. No. It’s one Genin team. Did the Hokage make a mistake? Did she change the plan?
“This is a fresh batch of those Shinobi brats. We took out their Jounin leader. Perhaps one of you wants to try that one. He is in the back.” The stage man points behind him. “I don’t think that he is worth much though.” The crowd laughs.
Kakashi takes a closer look at the kids. It’s Ebisu’s team. The children look very sleepy. Konohamaru isn’t his usual bratty self. They must be drugged. Just like Ebisu. There is something bigger going on. But still. All he has to do is free those kids. And Ebisu. Not a big deal. He nods to himself as all kind of plans topple over each other in his brain.
“Now, who wants to buy these kids? They come with an additional pack of sleep medicine, so you can keep them under control.” The man on stage laughs. “We don’t want those kids wandering around here. Way too reckless.” The crowd laughs with him.
Kakashi’s blood boils. The people around him, all men, they all seem so eager. So pleased with themselves. They think it’s a good deal. They need to be stopped. Thus, as the stage man asks ‘who wants them’ Kakashi jumps upon the stage. He needs to interrupt this whole show. That and there was a spike in chakra, coming from the backroom. That must be Ebisu. Kakashi can’t greet it with his own. His chakra has bin altered by the Hokage, so he doesn’t stand out from the others. But he is still able to sense others.
“Well, well,” Kakashi says. He dances around the stage man, walking close towards the children. “Let me see the wares.” He places a hand against his chin and nods. “Three kids. Fairly small. Looking sleepy.” He cocks his head to the side and narrows his eyes. “I don’t think they’re good quality.”
The stage man protests, raising his hands. Kakashi grabs those hands. He forces them down, topples the man over and throws him off of the stage. “They’re bad quality even.” He snorts. “Get another batch.”
The man on the floor lies there, screaming and grabbing one of his wrists in a tight hold. Kakashi chuckles and shakes his head. “Throw there out. And that leader. Look at this.” He grabs Konohamaru’s hair and pulls it back. “They’re too young. Too fragile.” He glances around the room. Several men nod.
“Who are you?” the stage man asks, grunting while he does it. He pushes himself up with one hand, groaning loudly.
“I’m Irakusa. You can say I’m the quality control guy.” Kakashi snorts. “At least, if there is some quality to control.” He turns around, facing the back door of the room. The source of the chakra.
“I want to see the leader of this bunch.” He pushes against the girl in his group, who promptly falls down. “He must be bad at this. Getting caught like that.” The crowd cheers. The stage man caves in. The kids are brought back to the room, to join their unconscious leader. And Kakashi is the one to meet them.
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