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Kakashi sighed deeply, his hand lifting up to pinch the bridge of his nose in irritation – a stress induced habit Kakashi has only learned since taking up the god forsaken hat that he’s prone to doing.
“You're sure we don’t have another option?” Kakashi asked, his tone defeated as he peers past his own hand and into the bored expression of one Shikamaru Nara.
“This is our best option” Shikamaru responded, tucking the file he had previously been viewing under his arm and out of the way, “it’s our best, and probably safest, chance”.
Kakashi leaned back in his chair, his arms crossing over his chest as he looked to the ceiling in thought.
“He’s not gonna like it” Kakashi lemented after a moment, his gaze straightening to look back at Shikamaru.
The other man smirked in response.
“No” Shikamaru said lightly, “he’s not gonna like it”.
Kakashi snorted callously, leaning forward in his chair to rest his chin in his palm and his elbow on his desk. He steepled the hard, wood, surface with his other hand – the desk looked brand new, and probably was, based on the frequency in which Tsunade broke things in rage during her tenure as Hokage.
“He might even throw a fit, the troublesome guy,” Shikamaru continued after a moment.
“I don’t know” Kakashi said, continuing to steeple the desk in a staccato rhythm, “I think he’s going to be upset about parts of it, definitely unhappy about other certain aspects, but I also think he’s going to throw himself into the challenge,” Kakashi said while frowning, as if unhappy with the prospect.
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow at the Hokage’s words.
“He’s a dedicated guy” Kakashi continued when Shikamaru didn’t say anything in response, “I think he might surprise you this time around”.
Shikamaru looked unconvinced.
“Well, you can be the one to tell him he’s gonna have to take his prosthetic off for it” Shikamaru said while sighing deeply, “I don’t want to be around when you tell him that”.
Kakashi sighed, “no, I suppose you wouldn’t” he chuckled tiredly, “alright, mouse” Kakashi suddenly called, an Anbu appearing in front of the Hokage's desk at Kakashi’s beckon, “please inform Naruto to come see me…” Kakashi trailed off, looking at the clock behind Shikamaru's head.
It was roughly eleven in the morning, and chances were Naruto was at the training ground and had been for the last few hours. Kakashi preemptively wrinkled his nose at the idea of having to smell the sweaty boy in his office if he summoned him right now.
“Tell him to come see me in the next two hours” Kakashi continued after a moment of thought, confident that two hours should provide Naruto with enough time to finish up and bathe before coming to see him.
The anbu nodded once before disappearing from the room.
“Good luck” Shikamaru shot over his shoulder, already exiting the room before Kakashi could rope him into any more discussions or mission assignments.
Kakashi just waved the man off.
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Naruto laid in the soft grass of training ground fifteen, his arms stretching above his head as he arched his back like a cat bathing in the sun. He let out a deep sigh, his body collapsing back to the ground with a satisfying release.
He’d been training and exercising in the large field since six o’clock this morning, just feeling desperate to do anything to fill what felt like his endless free time.
Sure he was still sent on missions, but those had become few and far between with the newly established peace times. Plus, Kakashi often used Naruto’s notoriety of being famously the most powerful ninja around to bar him from going on most missions. Apparently, it doesn’t translate well to other hidden villages when the Hero of the War was sent on no name B and C rank missions that any chunin worth their weight in dirt could compete just as easily.
He also had his studying that he needed to do. Training to be the Hokage one day, and training to actually be granted the rank of Jonin since Kakashi-sensei refused to just promote him. But with construction around the village nearly being done, and the studying stuff only taking up so much of the day, Naruto often found himself killing time at one of the numerous training grounds littered throughout the village.
He was so bored, he was actually contemplating asking Kakashi-sensei for a genin squad of his own. But even for that, he would technically need to become a jonin first before the silver haired jerk would grant him the assignment.
Naruto grunted, his eyes squinting shut against the imposing sun in the sky.
God, he needed something to do. A nice long mission or something to keep him occupied and his mind off more former-missing-nin-best-friend related topics.
It’s been a little over a year since his final battle with Sasuke. Since he finally completed his life’s promise to bring the bastard home.
Only for said bastard to leave again. Naruto thought bitterly for a second before shaking his head to dislodge the idea.
Sasuke didn’t abandon the village (despite what he heard Kurama continuously grumbled when Naruto paid the giant fox half a thought). No, he didn’t abandon the village; he was traveling the world, rectifying and bettering himself to try and make up for his mistakes of the past.
A personal mission. Which Naruto supposed he could respect, even if it meant he’d only seen the jerk twice since he left, and even if once was only for two minutes because Naruto bothered to chase him down on his way out of the village four months ago. The bastard hadn’t even told him he was back. Not him or Sakura. He’d just stopped in with Kakashi and checked back out of the village all within less than an hour. It was a miracle Naruto even sensed the guy's chakra on his way out with how suppressed Sasuke had been making it.
Naruto sniffed. He guessed that just meant he was the better ninja, seeing as he was able to find the Uchiha when he clearly hadn’t wanted to be found.
Their conversation had been brief, only two minutes as previously mentioned, and heavily one-sided, but what else was new. The stupid jerk didn’t know when he was going to be back, and wouldn’t tell Naruto where he was going, and basically just hummed and gave Naruto that irritating blank expression he developed as a child and mastered during his time with the evil snake bastard.
Naruto sighed again, rolling over in the grass and onto his stomach, his hands folded under his head as he continued to contemplate the Uchiha.
No, Sasuke didn’t abandon the village, but that didn’t mean Naruto wasn’t still a little peeved the guy just up and left again. He really tried not to be; but he had still ended up grumbling and complaining to Sakura, Kakashi, and even Yamato in the days following Sasuke’s village sanctioned departure.
Naruto missed his friend. His first friend. His best friend. His other half. His strongest bond.
Uhg! It all sounded so cheesy, and Naruto was pissed at himself for moping around like this.
He pulled an arm out from under his head, readjusting the other arm so he lay in the crook of his elbow, and began ripping grass out of the ground and watching the wind blow the short strands away from in between his fingertips.
He wondered if Sasuke missed him too.
Naruto smacked his hand to the ground at the sudden thought. Kami! He was being ridiculous.
So what, he spent three nearly four years chasing after the guy to bring him home and save him from himself. So what, he lost an arm while doing it. So what, the bastard stayed in the village for less than a month after being healed and pardoned. Naruto just needed to get over it. Sasuke was on the mend; no longer so dark and twisted and bent on revenge.
Naruto should be happy.
Sasuke was doing what he needed to do to… how did Sakura put it again? Realign himself with his place in the world and focus on the rehabilitation of his mental health? Something like that. Whatever.
The point is, Sasuke wasn’t a psychopathic, revenge seeking crazy person anymore, and Naruto really missed him. No! Scratch that! The point is that Sasuke is better, and Naruto completed his goal of bringing the prickly bastard back home… sort of.
‘You have company, kit’ Kurama suddenly spoke up in his mind, pulling Naruto from his Sasuke centric thoughts.
Naruto pushed himself up, focusing in on the chakra signature he felt closing in on him. Suddenly, an anbu guard with a mask reminiscent of a mouse stood in front of him. Naruto recognized her as the one who hung around the hokage's office, or he guessed was stationed at the hokage's office. Anbu didn’t really just ‘hang around’ places for no reason.
“Hokage-sama has requested your presence at the tower within the next two hours” the mouse anbu stated before pausing.
Naruto got the distinct impression she was scrutinizing him from behind her mask.
“Perhaps you should shower before appearing before him” the mouse anbu continued before just as quickly disappearing from the training ground. Taking her chakra and her judgy nature with her.
Naruto took a not too subtle whiff of his armpit and proceeded to make an even less subtle face of disgust at what assaulted his nose.
Yeah, a shower was probably best.
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Naruto was now squeaky clean and dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, a black tunic-jacket hybrid with a dark orange pant, a new look he had been trying out recently. He hoped to make himself look a little more mature, but based on the way Sakura snorted an impressive amount of milk out of her nose at the comment, Naruto had a feeling he was off the mark a bit. But whatever, he liked the outfit.
Finally ready to see his sensei, Naruto climbed into the Hokage tower through the open window. Like, genuinely climbed in like a child who didn’t know how to use chakra, one arm at a time hoisting over the window’s edge and puling him into the building.
He couldn’t use the door! Just because Kakashi-sensei was the Hokage now, didn’t mean Naruto wanted the guy to think he respected him. (He does, like an insane amount, and Kakashi knows this, but that’s besides the point).
“Please please please tell me you have a mission for me” Naruto begged as he slung his leg over the window’s edge and fully pulled himself into the room.
Kakashi watched the display with an amused huff and a slightly raised eyebrow.
“I have a mission for you,” Kakashi confirmed, giving the rambunctious blonde a smile.
“Yatta!” Naruto cheered, beyond excited to finally be given something to do.
“Don’t get too excited, you haven’t even heard what it is yet” Kakashi said lightly.
“Whatever it is, I’ll do it! Anything to not being dyin’ of boredom anymore” Naruto said eagerly, falling into the chair in front of Kakashi’s desk.
“Well, if that’s the case, then I don’t want to hear any complaints about this mission” Kakashi said evenly, still smiling at Naruto.
It was this that finally had Naruto narrowing his eyes at Kakashi in suspicion.
“Alright” Naruto said slowly, “what’s the mission then? Why do you seem so…” he trailed off, his hand flapping uselessly in the space between them.
“It’s an infiltration mission, long term. Probably looking at a few weeks, but it could be more or it could be less” Kakashi began to explain.
“Infiltration mission?” Naruto asked curiously, “you normally don’t give me those types of missions”.
“No, not normally, but this is a special case,” Kakashi said cryptically.
“A special case?” Naruto questioned.
“Hori Mitsubishi, successful merchant and suspected Black Market slave trader. We believe he is using his extensive trade routes and merchant vessels as an aid in his human trafficking ‘business’” Kakashi explained, making Naruto scowl with each word he said.
Those people are disgusting. How can you treat a life so worthlessly.
“We have had increased reports of kidnappings from in and around Fire country. We need to gather proof of Mitsubishi’s crimes, and intel on who his clients are. We'll need to know how many there are, where he’s keeping the victims, amongst other things. The details are in the mission file” Kakashi continued, “This is where you come in” Kakashi placed the closed mission file on the table between them.
“Right, you want me to infiltrate as a thug or something right?” Naruto asked, reaching out for the file.
“Not exactly,” Kakashi confessed, making Naruto scowl slightly, “His organization is pretty tightly knit, and we’re not confident we could get one of our people in without being met with substantial suspicion. His trafficking ring deals almost exclusively with women and young girls” Kakashi said somberly, “we are going to need you to infiltrate the trafficking ring instead. As a woman”.
“Huh?!” Naruto yelled, the file dropping out of his hands, “if you need a woman to infiltrate the trafficking ring, why not pick a kunoichi for the mission then!” Naruto squeaked, his voice raising.
“Normally we would,” Kakashi explained calmly, “but in this case, Mitsubishi only deals with high value targets, which is why this mission is so important. But it’s also because of this that the organization is extremely picky about the type of women they kidnap. A kunoichi would be too obvious, they have scars and muscles, and to a trained eye, it can be hard to pass off as a regular civilian, and from what we understand, Mitsubishi has some people with extremely well trained eyes working for him. It’s too dangerous to send one of our kunoichi under a henge to hide any blemishes or make them look less battle hardened. This would be a long term mission and it would be impossible to hold up the henge undetected for the entirety of it” Kakashi took a breath, folding his hands together over his desk as he regarded Naruto with a critical eye, “this is where you come in. You are extremely proficient with the Henge Jutsu and would be able to hold the transformation up for the entirety of the mission due to your vast chakra reserves along with the help of the Kyuubi. Also take into consideration that you already have a female form you are comfortable maintaining and it’s a no brainer to have you be the one to complete this mission”.
Naruto slumped back in his chair, a hand raking through his hair as he let out a puffed breath, “I guess that all makes sense. And it doesn’t really bother me to maintain a henge like that” Naruto began planning, mumbling to himself more and talking to Kakashi less with each word he spoke, “plus, I’m strong enough to stop anything from, uh, happening if I need to, so I’d rather I be put in that position than one of my friends or one of the other kunoichi around” he hummed.
“I thought you might say something like that, but this is still a mission, while I’m not happy about it, you may not be able to get out of those situation without blowing the operation” Kakashi noted somberly, “that’s why I want you to really think about this before you agree. Ideally you can get through it without any issues, but sometimes unavoidable things happen” Kakashi let out another sigh, his body sagging, “also, there’s more”.
“More?” Naruto asked, shocked.
“While we want you to infiltrate the trafficking ring, what we ultimately want is for you to get close to Mitsubishi. Our intel suggests that he sometimes takes some of the women for himself, if they catch his eye. But we’ve also gathered that he has a, well, he has a specific type, to put it bluntly” Kakashi slumped back in his seat.
“Okay..” Naruto said carefully, “your stressin’ me out here, Kakashi-sensei. What’s his type?”.
“Young, typically around eighteen-nineteen, our sources say, innocent, weak, amputees” Kakashi said carefully, watching Naruto’s face frown deeper and deeper with each descriptive word he gave before it all culminated in Naruto choking on his own spit and nearly falling out of his chair.
“What!” He screamed, slamming to his feet.
“It seems Mitsubishi has an inclination for those with… traumatic injuries. Well again, to put it bluntly, he has a thing for amputees” Kakashi said, cringing slightly at his own words.
“So what? You’re- you- uhhhgg!” Naruto yelled, his hands slapping down onto Kakashi’s desk.
“We’ll need you to remove your prosthetic for the duration of the mission. It’s our most guaranteed way of getting Mitsubishi to take a liking to you, and for him to bring you to his private quarters to investigate” Kakashi tried to explain as calmly as he could, though he couldn’t stop himself from frowning.
He honestly wasn’t pleased about it either, but there wasn’t much else they could do. More and more women were being kidnapped every day, and they needed to do something quick before things could get any worse.
Naruto fell back into his chair, shock overtaking him.
“Naruto?” Kakashi asked quietly when the blonde hadn't said anything else for a few minutes.
“This guy, he’s really messed up, right?” Naruto asked hesitantly.
“Completely” Kakashi confirmed.
“And I’m the best option for infiltrating this guy's network?” Naruto asked, his voice taking on a bit more strength.
“The best, it’s like you were tailored for this mission” Kakashi again, confirmed.
“I’ll do it” Naruto stated, his eyes locking on to Kakashi’s as he said the words, “if I can help to get this guy and his business off the streets, and save all those women, then I’ll do it. It’s a no brainer” he said assuredly, his voice taking on confidence with each word.
“I’m glad you see it that way, but you understand what you’ll be risking, right?” Kakashi said seriously to the blonde, “Will you be okay with disguising yourself as a woman for so long? Are you willing to sleep with the target if necessary? Your henge is unique in its stability, but would even you be able to hold it up during something like that?” Kakashi really hoped Naruto could get through it without anything untoward, but every mission had its risks.
“I’d rather it be me, if I’m the safest option. I might have to do something like that if I go, but any other kunoichi would be risking the same or worse if they were sent on a mission they weren’t best suited for. If I’m the one that’s best suited, then I’ll do the mission” Naruto said seriously, matching Kakshi’s tone, “And my henge is solid, I’m not worried in the slightest to keep it up”.
This was not something to take lightly, and Kakashi could see that determination reflected in the jinchuriki’s eyes.
“Plus” Naruto continued after a moment, letting his words sink in for kakashi, “Henging as a women is no problem, I used to spend weeks as a girl when I was traveling with pervy sage” Naruto said casually.
Kakashi coughed in surprise, “you maintained the transformation for weeks at a time while traveling with Jiraiya?”
“Oh yeah, it was usually way easier to get the jerk to focus on my training when I was a cute girl. Plus, I don’t know, it never really bothered my to keep the transformation going whenever we finished for the day, seemed easier to just keep it going than to bother letting it drop just to retransform the next day” Naruto explained, his hands resting behind his head like the words leaving his mouth weren’t anything to scoff at.
“Wow, I mean, I expected you to be able to hold the transformation for weeks at a time already, but it’s reassuring to hear you already have experience doing so” Kakashi said a bit in awe, “was it you‘re sexy Jutsu that you held during your training with Jiraya?” Kakashi asked, tilting his head in thought.
“Nah, after we started traveling together, I had to keep the really good stuff close to my chest, otherwise it’d eventually stop working. I usually just transformed into a more realistic girl version of myself, ya know? I only busted the actual Sexy Jutsu out when he was getting way too distracted” Naruto explained, his eyes glancing to the ceiling in thought.
“This girl version you would transform into, was it more accurate to your actual age?” Kakashi asked carefully, though Naruto didn’t really notice.
“Uh-huh” Naruto confirmed, leaning back in his chair.
“And.. Jiraiya, did he still leer at you when you were henged like that” Kakashi asked suspiciously.
Naruto hummed, “you know what, now that I think about it, not really. He sort of looked at me with this quizzical eye when I did it, but he still ended up giving me more attention whenever I transformed, so I didn’t really care” Naruto shrugged his shoulders, dismissing whatever memory he was looking back on.
Kakashi was relieved to hear it, but still couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at Naruto’s words. He was starting to suspect Jiraiya hsd known something that Kakashi was beginning to figure out.
“Your transformation that's just a girl version of you, do you still use it?” Kakashi asked, hoping Naruto would think he was checking because of the upcoming mission and not for any other reason.
“Sometimes” Naruto shrugged, “I’ll transform when I’m training or hanging around the house. I don’t want to get rusty when it comes to maintaining a henge, plus, Kurama says that it’s ’beneficial to me’ which I assume he means it helps train my chakra, which is a bonus”.
“So you're used to fighting when transformed as a woman? Their center of gravity is different from men. You don’t struggle with that difference?” Kakashi wondered allowed.
“Not really, I don’t notice the difference anymore. I’ve been transforming into a girl for a while now, so the change never really botheres me”.
“Wait, when did you first start transforming into a girl, not your sexy Jutsu, but just as a girl?” Kakashi asked.
“The first time was when I was developing the sexy Jutsu, so… around the last year at the academy, but I only really started using it when I started traveling with pervy sage” Naruto answered.
“Hmm” Kakashi hummed, studying Naruto with a new eye before rolling out his shoulders and sending the boy a smile.
“The mission starts in two weeks. Details are in the mission folder. I recommend you spend these next two weeks with your prosthetic removed so you can get used to doing things with one arm again. Your arm is fully healed and looks more like an old scar now, so it wouldn’t do well for your cover if you still struggled with only having one arm like it was a more recent accident” Kakashi suggested, his voice taking on a more sympathetic air near the end.
“Alright” Naruto agreed easily, though he frowned at his prosthetic arms as he did so, clearly not too happy with having to part with it for the mission.
“I also recommend you speak with Kurenai, she has experience with infiltration and seduction missions, so she may be able to help provide you with some pointers,” Kakashi suggested, “for now, let me see your henge, we might need to tweak it for the mission. Kurenai might have some additional suggestion when you see her” Kakashi requested, noting how Naruto frowned slightly at the idea of adjusting his henge.
He let out a puffed sigh before standing up and performing the familiar Jutsu.
In a puff of smoke, Naruto stood before Kakashi in his more realistic henge. It really did just look like a girl version of Naruto, with average but muscular proportions, a slender build, slightly shorter height, and long blond hair that fell down his back in slightly messy layers.
“Impressive” Kakashi noted, taking in the look with a critical eye, and subsequently making Naruto squirm at his sensei’s scrutiny. The clothes Naruto had been wearing now hung off his form, ill-fitting and too large.
“You'll have to remove your whisker marks, they’re too notable. Since we need you to look more like a civilian, you should tone down your muscle definition as well. I would also suggest changing your hair colour if you can, you can keep it blonde if you want, just try something a bit darker. Your eyes… keep them as is. I believe the intel said Mitsubishi had a preference for striking eyes” Kakashi began instructing.
Naruto hesitated for a second before bringing his hands back up into the transformation hand sign.
“Oh, and shave off a few inches, he's not a tall man, and I think he would be more inclined to take you at a shorter height than if you towered over him,” Kakashi added before Naruto could adjust the transformation.
Naruto nodded once before a cloud of smoke enveloped him once more.
He now stood a few inches shorter, closer to Sakura's height, with a slimmer build. His whisker marks were now completely vacant, though Kakashi could still recognize Naruto without them, but he was confident that was because he was familiar with what he normally looked like. The thing that made Kakashi pause was that Naruto hadn't decided to go with a slightly darker blonde like he suggested, but instead went with a dark red colour more reminiscent of Kushina’s hair. It was the colour Kakashi would imagine you see when Kushina would first step out of the shower. All rich red tones–dark and almost blood coloured.
”Good choice,” Kakashi praised, smiling at Naruto.
Naruto smiled back before a frown overtook his gesture again and his gaze slid to his prosthetic arm once more.
With a heavy sigh, Naruto detached the arm and pulled it out from his now loose sleeve. It’s not that he was upset about only having one arm–he could never be upset about that, not when it resulted in him getting Sasuke back. He just hated the idea of being seen as less without it. People tended to look at him with sympathy and pity when he wasn’t wearing the arm Baa-chan and Sakura made him, and he hated being looked at like that. Especially when that look was coming from Sakura, she always looked so sad when she was reminded of its loss.
Plus, it just made doing mundane things in general more annoying. Though, if he thought about it, Sasuke was still traveling around with only one arm as well, and if the bastard could do it without any issues, then Naruto certainly could too.
“Do you have somewhere you can store it in case you need to quickly put it back on?” Kakashi asked, “you won’t be able to keep it on you during your mission, you’ll likely be stripped of your belongings when you're taken”.
“I can give it to one of the toads to keep safe. That way I can just summon them if I think I need it” Naruto decided, doing exactly that a moment later and summoning one of the smaller toad summons and storing the arm in its mouth before releasing him with a quiet ‘thanks’.
Kakashi nodded his head at the display, never not proud of how far his student had come.
“Read over the mission report. I’ve taken the liberty of outlining some key information and suggestions in the final pages” Kakashi pointed to the file now sitting on Naruto’s chair, “it's up to you if you want to spend the next two weeks in henge or if you want to wait until the mission officially starts. I’m not worried about you needing to get comfortable with the change, so it’s your choice”.
“Right” Naruto agreed, not making any motion to dispel the transformation, “I’ll head over to Kurenai-sensei right after this, so I’ll leave it on for now” Naruto explained.
“Sounds good, you’re dismissed. Come see me again in two weeks before your departure unless you need to come talk to me before then”.
“Roger, Kakashi-sensei” Naruto saluted, his stump arm lifting slightly before realization hit and he quickly switched to his other arm with a pretty blush.
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Naruto pulled the belt around his top tight, winching his jacket around at his waist to try and stop the oversized garment from flapping annoyingly around him while he ran to Kurenai’s. One sleeve grasped in his hand, the other clenched between his teeth.
The genjutsu specialist had been taking a break from active work since the war ended, focusing more on raising her daughter. Because of this, Naruto had heard from Hinata and Kiba that the older woman could typically be found in her home when she wasn’t out with Mirai.
Landing on Kurenai's doorstep, Naruto gave a few quick, sharp, knocks before stepping back and waiting. The door pulled open a few moments later, and the beautiful figure of Kurenai stood before him.
“Can I help you? I don’t believe we’ve met before” the genjutsu specialist said upon answering the door, her piercing red eyes looking Naruto up and down in mild suspicion.
“Hey Kurenai-sensei! It’s me, Naruto!” Naruto exclaimed, pointing at himself as if to ask ‘you don’t recognize me?’.
“Naruto?” Kurenai asked in surprise, her eyebrows raising, “why are you henged as a woman?” She couldn’t help but ask.
“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about. Kakashi’s sending me on a mission where I need to be in disguise. He told me to come talk to you for some pointers and stuff” Naruto explained, shifting from one foot to the other.
“Oh, alright, come on in” Kurenai said a bit slowly, opening the door more fully for Naruto to step in, “you’ll have to give me the details if you can, I think I’m missing some context” Kurenai joked, looking Naruto up and down and finally taking note of his one arm.
“That’s what this is for” Naruto said easily, lifting a standard mission file for Kurenai to see, “sorry for the intrusion” he then muttered, stepping into Kurenai’s home.
The woman led them to the living room where little miss Mirai was colouring some very illegible blobs at the table. She motioned for Naruto to sit on the couch before asking Mirai to go play in her room, she then asked him if he would like some tea, to which he politely accepted.
“Alright, why don’t you start from the beginning,” Kurenai directed, handing Naruto a steaming cup before sitting on the couch across from him.
“Well, Kakashi-sensei assigned me this mission…”
…
“Hmm” Kurenai hummed, setting her empty tea mug on the table next to Naruto’s, “I understand why you’ve been assigned this mission, and you seem to understand the risks associated with this type of mission, but have you truly grasped what those risks might have you do. How you will have to act” Kurenai began wondering out loud.
“I have” Naruto nodded, “I‘ll do everything I can to avoid it, don’t get me wrong, but I would rather I do it as the safest option, than send someone who may have more experience, but isn’t as tailored for the mission and will face more risks than if I go”.
“Depending on the situation, you may have to fight, scream, and hate it, but still allow it to happen. You may have to be a willing participant, and make him believe you're happy to be there, happy to be doing these things with him. You won’t know until the mission truly starts” Kurenai said seriously.
“I- I know. I understand those risks” Naruto said quietly, though he didn’t look away from Kurenai.
“He has a fetish for amputees, are you prepared for him to focus on your arm? To make sexual advances not towards you, but towards your disability?” Kurenai continued.
“I am totally prepared to face his creepy advances,” Naruto nodded.
Kurenai sighed, leaning back in her seat.
“Okay, I see there’s not talking you out of it, and I suppose you understand the risks. Let’s start actually talking logistics. I assume this is the form you will be taking for the duration of the mission?” Kurenai asked, gesturing to Naruto and urging the ninja to stand up.
“Yeah” Naruto confirmed, raising to his feet, “Kakashi-sensei already took a look at it. Made me do shorter, less muscular, more civilian lookin’. That sort of stuff” Naruto explained, doing a sort of spin for Kurenai to get the full picture.
“And the hair?” Kurenai asked, her red eyes focusing on the dark red hair.
“Sensei suggested I shouldn’t stick with blond, so I changed it to be more similar to my mom’s. She had awesome red hair, but I made it darker so it wasn’t so Uzumaki-noticeable” Naruto explained as he pulled a strand between his fingers.
“It looks more similar to Kazekage-sama’s hair than what I remember Kushina’s looking like,” Kurenai noted vaguely.
“Huh, yeah I guess it does. Well that’s good too! Gaara's awesome” Naruto said happily, giving Kurenai and cheesy thumbs up.
Kurenai huffed a slight laugh.
“Well, you look different enough. I didn’t recognized you when you showed up, and I wouldn’t have figured out you’re you unless you told me” Kurenai praised, continued to eye Naruto’s form up and down, “I would suggest making yourself slightly more curvy than you have. Nothing exaggerated, but something more realistic to a nineteen year old. We know he doesn’t take a liking to anything too young, so we want to make sure you're not dismissed for being too childish looking”.
“Do something similar to… uhh, Ino? Maybe?” Naruto asked, his brow scrunching up in thought–Kurenai couldn’t help but think the face looked cute on Naruto as he was now.
“Hmm, yes, I think that would do” Kurenai said after thinking for a moment, “you're already naturally tanned, so I wouldn’t change that. You're not a noble so you wouldn’t be striving to maintain a pale complexion. Your height is good, and you still look like yourself in the face, but I don’t think that will be an issue since you’ve never met this man before, and everything else about you is so different to how you normally look” Kurenai thought out loud.
“So just the shape?” Naruto confirmed, his hand raising in front of his face to focus his chakra without the use of his other arm.
“I think so,” Kurenai nodded.
With a quick puff of smoke, Naruto stood in his newly adjusted body in front of Kurenai. Still slim, but with a slightly more curvy shape, enough to give way to the fact that she was a young woman, not a girl.
“That’s good, I think this form is perfect for the missions,” Kurenai praised, “now we’ll need to think about your wardrobe. Anything you find in a civilian clothing shop should be fine. Stick with skirts and dresses and things that make you look more feminine while not hiding your amputated arm. We want the kidnappers to see it, so as to entice them to take you” the genjutsu specialist directed, “pick out a few things and come see me again, we can pick your outfit out together, and then afterwards, we can discuss suduction and acting”.
“Sure thing!” Naruto agreed easily, giving the woman a quick salute before swiftly exiting the house.
Kurenai shook her head. She really hoped nothing happened to Naruto on this mission