Naru sighed as she walked down the street. She wondered why she wasn’t in a happier mood. Sure, she discovered her brother’s perverted technique, a fact that cut to the bone considering that it would probably mirror her when she fully developed. And the last thing she wanted was every pervert in Konoha—and she and Anko-Sensei had confirmed there were a lot—drooling over what she would develop into.
She could develop a similar technique, her own Sexy Jutsu. But what were the odds of finding pervert kunoichi … okay, outside of Konoha, which would enjoy looking at a sexy, older version of her brother? And did she really want to invest the effort into research for the proper image?
Oh well, she was already getting payback for that. Anko-Sensei had moved on to water-walking with Naru’s brother. Apparently, the Snake Mistress had a few other serpents she could summon to … assist in the training.
The proper motivation was always the quickest way to success, a rule Anko-Sensei lived by.
That’ll teach my pervert brother to use my image like that! she cackled madly in her head, completely forgetting that until a few weeks ago, neither sibling had the other, and would have been dead and singed had it not been for the Kyuubi no Yoko sealed in their guts.
It did bring a smile to her lips though, the thought of her perverted brother suffering for that sin. Now if she could just hear that the emo-Uchiha had somehow gelded himself, her day would be near perfect.
But that thought was enough to make her realize her problem: this wasn’t her world. Her world never knew a Naruto Uzumaki, never had to deal with boy-things. She may know the people, know the village, but it wasn’t hers. Anko-Sensei never trained her here before a few weeks ago; she never spent nights with this world’s Iruka-Sensei working on her shinobi skills.
That was Naruto.
Basically what few friends she had in her world didn’t even know her that well here. What she saw, from her perspective, was an imperfect reflection of her past.
“That does it,” she growled out. “I need to remake my friends … err … I mean, I need to make new friends.”
The problem was where to start. She knew a few females in the village, true. But how many were around her age?
Correction: how many were around her age and not emo-Uchiha-obsessed morons?
“Ah,” she said, smiling, as she spotted one such girl before her.
Hinata was strolling through the village, enjoying the satisfaction of having completed a D-ranked mission successfully.
She also wanted to keep that feeling for a bit longer, and thus unconsciously made certain she didn’t venture near the Hyuuga compound, lest said happiness be stripped away by her father.
“Hey, Hinata!”
Blinking, the girl turned around, spotting a familiar blond in an odd orange top and shorts. “Naru?” she asked, hesitantly. The girl form was one of the few henges that Naruto could always pull off perfect. So it was understandable that she wasn’t certain if the girl running towards her was a real girl.
The blond finally arrived in front of her, smiling. “Yeah, what’s up?”
Hinata sighed internally. She knew only a little about Naruto’s sister, someone apparently who had been raised outside the village. She didn’t know where the girl had been for all of Naruto’s hard life, but then neither did anyone else. But the girl seemed to share so many of Naruto’s traits; it was hard not to like her.
Plus, Hinata never stuttered around her, which was always good. “I just finished a mission with my team, so Kurenai-Sensei gave us the rest of the day off.”
“Wasn’t that stupid cat, was it?” asked Naru. She wouldn’t be surprised if the thing had escaped not a moment after the Fire Lord’s wife was out of their sight.
“Cat?” asked Hinata. “What cat?”
Naru could only blink. Did no one else ever get sent off after the suicidal cat? “Cat of the Fire Lord’s wife? Suicidal? Almost always found trying to end its own life?”
“Why would a cat be like that?” asked Hinata.
“Apparently, you don’t know the Fire Lord’s wife,” sighed Naru. Really, she needed to warn the poor girl about that hideous mission. No true friend would ever want someone to suffer like that. Maybe Hinata would even tell her Team Leader to ensure they never took it.
“Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?” asked Naru.
“Hang out?” squeaked Hinata. “M-me?” she stuttered.
Naru nodded. “Sure, you seem like a good person, and I want to know you better.” Left unsaid by the blond kunoichi was that Hinata was probably one of three girls in her age group who had not made some sort of threat against Naru for publicly stating she would one day un-man Sasuke for his ‘lecherous ways with anyone named Uzumaki’.
The emo-fan-club seemed to be sensitive about doing such things to the Uchiha for some reason.
“But what would we do?” asked Hinata, unsure of herself. She never really had that many friends before … aside from a few in the Academy and perhaps her team.
Naru paused for a bit. Hinata seemed to be even more timid here than in her own world. No way is my friend going to be some damned wall flower! “Well, my brother told me about a few places around here I want to see. How about we go there? Worst case, you can play tour guide and give me a tour of all the hot spots in Konoha.”
Hinata slowly nodded, unsure what this could mean for her. In part, it was a good thing because it would get her closer to Naruto. But what if Naru didn’t like her? What if Naru didn’t want her with Naruto?
But the decision was ripped out of her hands, as Naru grabbed them, and dragged her off. “Come on, I hear they have the best teriyaki chicken in town!” cried the excited blond, as she dragged her ‘new’ friend off.
For Naru, this day was going great!
“THIS DAY SUCKS!” screamed Naruto, paddling wildly in the water.
“Come on, brat!” yelled Anko, standing on the water a dozen meters away, “it’s no fun for my summons if you keep trying to sink so much!”
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