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Surveillance

(Hinata Hyuga)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to JapaneseTanuki2022]

Requested by: @arthurrose23

Word Count: 3,494

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I hope your request is up to your standards and that you enjoy it!

Hinata falls off a cliff so be warned

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"Foxy, foxy, foxy," one of my coworkers tease, wolf-whistling at me as I walk past the secretary's desk, making sure to flash my anbu badge. The bear-masked man flashes his ID badge as well, quickly following after me. "You get your duty report for today?"

"Where do you think I'm heading? Not smarter than the average bear are we?" I tease back, heading towards the Commander's office.

"Ha, ha, ha. Like I haven't heard a million yogi jokes already," he grumbles, clinging to the straps of his vest as we walk down the hallway. "I got my duty report for the day already."

"Ya? Then why are you here bothering me?"

"Because border shift change doesn't happen for another hour."

"Ha!" I laugh in his face, an unseen smile cracking across my lips under my mask. "Imagine getting stuck on border watch. Could not be me."

"Not all of us can be the Hokage's favorite," he groans, an eye roll paired with it. "Whatcha do to become Sarutobi's favorite?"

"Hey, watch yourself," I warn him, the blurring of the lines not being too difficult to see. "Don't be mad that I'm a better Shinobi than you."

"In your dreams."

"Oh ya?" I ask, scanning my badge across the anbu Commander's door. "Remind me, Winnie Bear, does... does your badge open the Commander's door?" I mock, repeatedly closing and then rescanning my ID. "Cause it seems that mine does. Does yours do that too? How about you try it," I continue, closing the door again before dramatically stepping aside.

Bear looks at me unamused, arms crossed over his chest. "You're not funny, Fox."

"Go ahead, try it. Unless you're going to deny your captain," I continue to test, throwing a hand out towards the door.

"This is an abuse of power," he groans, rolling his eyes again as he tugs out his badge. Bear slides his badge across the sensor, a blinking red light and the denial beep filling the hallway. "Way to make your point, Captain. Don't forget you're only two ranks higher than me."

"It's still higher though," I gloat, scanning my badge again before sliding past the door, making sure it locks closed behind me.

"Captain Fox." The commander calls, his mask left on the desk, showing off his aged face in the safe space of his office. "Did you enjoy your power trip?"

"My apologies, Commander," I mumble, embarrassment crawling up the back of my neck. "That was unprofessional of me."

"You are fine, Fox," Commanded chuckles, leaning back in his chair. "I'm glad you're in a good mood today."

"Great, that's never a good thing," I grumble, letting out an audible groan.

Commander lets out another chuckle, his chest vibrating because of the sound. "You have a rather easy day today, Captain Fox."

"Oh, that's even worse," I mumble, rolling my shoulders as I internally groan. "Border duty?"

"No, no, no, nothing like that," my boss says, waving his hands around before he shifts the files around on his desk. "What do you know about Kurenai Sarutobi?"

"Not a lot. That she's a new jonin and that Lord Third enlisted her to genin duty, that's about it."

Commander hums in agreement as he nods his head, focusing on the file he was looking for. "Yes, well her first check-in needs to be done, so surprise - "

"I'm stuck babysitting for the day?" I grumble, letting out an audible groan.

"It's not babysitting."

"It is though. I have to make sure Kurenai is doing everything by the book and deal with her genins? That's babysitting."

"There's more," my boss says, chuckles spilling out with the short sentence. "While you're 'babysitting', you'll also have to register her genins."

"You're kidding."

"I am not. If you so wish it you can do border duty instead."

"Nope, babysitting is fine," I rush out, snatching the file from him before I turn on my heels. "Later, Commander."

"Enjoy your babysitting, Fox."

"Ya, ya, ya," I mumble under my breath, flipping through the file. Kurenai seems to have some pretty high-level genins; the Hyuga Princess, an Inuzuka, and the Aburame Chief's son. What a power crew.

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"I don't understand," Kurenai mumbles, looking over the order of surveillance the Commander placed in my duty file for the day. "I don't get why I need to be supervised. Or what the info packets are."

"Saru-Chan," Asume pipes up, smoke curling out from his lips because of the smoke he's enjoying. "The first two years as a jonin, you get randomly supervised to ensure the Hokage's decision was correct."

"If Lord Third wasn't confident in his decision why'd he make it?"

The man chuckles, another puff of smoke spilling out. "It's just a check-and-balance thing, it's nothing personal. The information pockets are for your genins. They passed the academy but they still need to be registered as shinobis."

"Registered? I don't remember registering when I started out."

"Since our time, registration has been adjusted. It used to happen at the academy. Students would fill out the packets on the first day and then if they passed their final year, their information would get registered. In recent years, Lord Third changed it so only the genins that passed both the academy and Sensei testing would register. It saves time and effort if we only register those that actually become genins," I explain, internally groaning again. Did this lady not read her information pocket on being a genin guardian? Apparently not.

"Oh, okay. That makes sense. What do I have to do for my surveillance thing?"

"Just go about your day-to-day routine. I just watch and take notes to turn into the Hokage."

"Well, that's dumb," Kurenai mumbles, flipping through one of the information packets. "What if nothing happens? What if it's a normal day? You can't see my qualifications for being a jonin if nothing happens. Not to mention, aren't people going to act differently if they know they're being watched?"

"Not all your surveillances will be on a 'you-know' basis," I tell her, rolling my shoulders again. They need to make these anbu vests more comfortable. "Some can and probably will be done without your knowledge."

"That's an invasion of privacy."

"Welcome to the Shinobi world," I grumble, getting fed up with the jonin's whining. "Now, not to push your day around but do you mind finding your genins? We should get working on their registration."

"We're meeting for training in about an hour. Go do whatever your surveillance thing is until then," the kunoichi mutters, handing me back my paper and the pockets before turning back towards Asume again.

Fine by me, I don't mind perching in a tree for an hour while I watch the two of them flirt back and forth. Maybe Asume will have a good pickup for once so that I can steal to use at the bar tonight.

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"Kurenai-Sensei!" A young man's voice calls, cutting off Asume's next terrible pickup line. He sucks at pickup lines, giving me no new material to use. It also gave me the notes of my babysittee being entangled with a fellow jonin, which is a whole other pile of paper, if they end up getting married at least. For the time being, it'll only be something Lord Third will want to monitor.

"Sorry, we're late!" The boy calls again, the dog running around his ankles barking in agreement. That must be the Inuzuka genin.

"Our apologies for being late, Sensei. The reason being Kiba's inability to manage his time," a monotone voice calls, tugging my sights from the want to be werewolf. A lighter-toned version of Shibi is turned towards the dog and boy partnership, most likely glaring at them. That must be the Aburame Chief's son.

"Yes, our apologies, Kurenai-Sensei," a soft feminine voice breaks through, a small girl slowly weaving her way between the two boys. And there is the Hyuga Princess. "It won't happen again. We're terribly sorry," the Princess continues, bowing quickly. When she stands up straight, her cheeks are dusted in embarrassment. That girl isn't going to get far as a shinobi if this is her usual behavior.

"What's on the agenda today?" Shibi's son asks, all three genins' focus on their Sensei.

"Oh, you guys have the best day imaginable," Asume teases, a chuckle ringing out from the man. "You enjoy your little anbu, Saru-Chan. I'll catch ya later," he continues, waving as he walks away.

"What does Asume-Senpai mean?" The Hyuga girl asks, her big doe eyes turned towards her Sensei.

"Well, one of the Black Ops officers is going to join us today," Kurenai shortly explains, her head shifting towards the trees in search of me.

"That's so cool! Oh, oh, oh! Do you think they're here to recruit one of us?! Is that why an Anbu is going to hang around today?!" The Inuzuka boy asks, his head snapping around, looking for me as well.

I jump down from the tree branch I'm perched in, not making a sound like I've been trained to do. "No, I'm not in charge of recruitment," I answer, popping up from the brush I landed in.

There's a range of reactions; the Hyuga girl looks startled, the Inuzuka boy yells, his dog barks, the Aburame looks unamused, and Kurenai is trying to calm down her genins.

"You look so cool!" Inuzuka cheers, his whole body vibrating with excitement once the spook wears off. "Are you a girl or boy though?"

"I'm an Anbu," I answer, glancing toward his Sensei who's red in embarrassment.

"Well, duh," the boy says, rolling his eyes at me. "But are you a boy Anbu or a girl Anbu?"

"I'm a Captain Anbu," I respond, finding the conversation a bit amusing.

"That's cool too, but what's in your pan - "

"I'm so sorry!" Kurenai cuts her genin off, jumping forward to wrap her hand around the mouth of her genin. "Kiba can be a little..."

"Invasive," Shibi's son intervenes, getting a glare from his squad mate. "If you are not here for recruitment, what are you here to do?"

"First off, we need to get your registration forms filled out. Then I'm going to spend the day watching you guys train," I explain, a smile tugging on my lips as I watch Kurenai dig into her genin about manners.

The Hyuga girl takes slow steps forward, stopping right in front of me. "Anbu captain-sama?"

"Yes?"

"Can I touch your mask?" She asks, hand reaching up with the hopes of feeling my mask.

"No," I answer shortly, snatching her wrist as I take a step back. "My mask is off limits," I add, releasing the girl from my hold.

"I'm so sorry!" The girl whispers, dropping into a bow again. "I didn't mean to upset you or break any of your rules," Her tone stays soft, almost softer than a whisper as she apologizes. When she stands straight again, her cheeks are a dark red and her eyes are almost watery.

"Just don't touch it," I grumble, walking away from the girl and heading towards her Sensei. "We should find somewhere to sit so your genins can fill out their paperwork."

"Oh, right. Probably. How about we go have lunch and do your paperwork before we start our training?" Kurenai asks her students, her focus turned towards them.

"Hell ya!" Kiba cheers, racing down the road, his dog hot on his heels. Maybe I should have switched to border control.

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"Why are there so many questions?" Kiba groans, pulling on his hair before letting his head fall to the table. "And why do I have more questions than Shino? That's not fair."

"You have an active duty partner, Shino does not," I short explain, rolling my eyes at the whiney genin.

"Just fill out your pocket," Kurenai tells her student, patting his head softly before she turns back to her food.

"I don't know why half these questions are on here," Hinata says softly, scanning her pocket again.

"All these questions are necessary," Shino says, working away at his pocket. "The questions about our physical appearances are the most necessary. The reason being if one of us is captured and or killed, they need to be able to identify us upon retrieval."

"I get that but don't they already have this information?" Hinata asks, letting out a soft sigh. Everyone - besides Shino - is getting quickly frustrated with the hundred-question questionnaire. Two hundred-question questionnaire for Kiba, courtesy of his dog. "Like our weight and height, we had to fill that out for the academy test already."

"You are the whiniest bunch of genins I've ever met," I grumble, stirring my untouched drink again, making the ice cubes bounce against the glass.

"Well, my apologies," Hinata peeps up, her tone louder than normal. "I think it's understandable that we're a little frustrated. I already answered half of these questions a couple of weeks ago. Maybe if the anbu's used their heads and pulled information from our testing forms it would save everyone time, but no. The anbu's are stupid and incompetent despite supposedly being 'the best of the best'."

By the time the Hyuga princess is done, her tone is loud, her cheeks are red in frustration, and her face is scrunched in anger. "My apologies, anbu captain-sama, but all you anbus are stupid. You're wasting our time to get information you already have." This little lecture is followed by a small, adorable huff. What a cute kid.

"Hinata!" Kurenai yaps, sending a look toward her kunoichi. "That was not appropriate to say, especially to an active duty anbu." She whispers the second half like that'll stop me from hearing it.

"I know and I'm sorry, but it's true," Hinata answers, her tone back to her quiet airy whispers.

"My apologies," Kurenai says, closed eyes and an empty smile on her face as she focuses on me. "I think my genins are getting a little antsy. On the plus note, at least that means their training will be interesting today."

I hum in disagreement, scanning the restaurant again. "I doubt that but we'll see."

"Oh, what? You don't think we're some badass shinobis just because we're not anbus?" Kiba barks, jumping to his feet as his hands slam against the table.

I let out an exhausted sigh, quickly getting fed up with the three genins I got stuck with because of my duty order of the day. "No, I think you're not badass shinobis because one, you all are twelve. Two, you are genins, and three, you guys have only been genins for what? Two weeks?"

"Ha! We've been genins for five weeks, actually."

"Kiba, please sit down. You're embarrassing us even more than Hinata did," Shino grumbles, his focus flickering to his squad mate before falling back to his paperwork.

"I'm sorry again," Hinata mumbles, embarrassment sliding onto her face again. "But the anbus are still stupid."

"Guys, just behave," Kurenai groans, rubbing her temples as her eyes flutter closed. "Please?"

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My eyes trail after Kurenai genins, jumping between their training and her. My notebook is balanced on my lap, pencil ready to write down my notes. For the most part, she's been doing everything by the book, adding her little spin here and there. As of right now, it looks like she's going to pass her first surveillance.

As the genins train on the clearing near the cliff, I'm perched up in one of the trees near the clearing. The anbu uniform is useful for sneaking around in the darkness of the night, but not so useful to walk around in when the sun is burning down on the village. Hence, being hidden in the trees during my open observation.

At the moment, Hinata and Kiba are sparring as Kurenai and Shino watch. The Hyuga princess is getting her behind handed to her by her squad mate, who doesn’t seem to care about the power difference. Kiba is tearing into her nonstop. The kunoichi isn’t going to go far if she doesn’t change something up soon.

“Guys!” Kurenai yells, hands cupping her mouth. “I’ve told you guys to keep away from the cliff.”

“Ya, ya, ya. Will do Sensei!” Kiba calls back, openly not obeying his Sensei. I’m well aware of why Kurenai is anxious, but if her genins aren’t smart enough to not fall off a cliff, she has bigger problems than the cliff. “Seriously guys, back away!” She yells again as the sparring match slowly inches closer to the edge.

I slide off my tree branch, landing on my feet as I watch the jonin start to panic. So much for keeping a straight mind in situations, not very jonin of her. I quickly note the start of the situation before slowly making my way out from the brush.

“Kiba! Come on, let up,” Shino yells, the nervousness of his Sensei rubbing off on him.

“Would the enemy let up? No, they wouldn’t,” Kiba barks back, slowly pushing Hinata closer to the edge.

“Kiba, you win. Knock it off!” Hinata pipes up, her face panicked as it switches between the edge and her sparring partner.

“Yes!” Kiba cheers, throwing his hands up in victory. In his spirit of victory, he accidentally bumps into the kunoichi, knocking her balance off. Genins are the dumbest people on Earth, I swear. “Oh lord! Hinata!” He yaps, jumping forward to grab her. He fails, Hinata tumbling over the edge of the cliff. The. Dumbest.

“Hinata!” Shino and Kurenai yell, racing forward, panic very present in their voices.

I let out a sigh, making the walk from the edge of the brush towards the cliff, watching Kurenai’s response so I can note it appropriately. She’s hunched over the edge of the cliff, hyperventilating as she mumbles to the boys.

“I know!” Kiba yells as I settle behind him. “Use your coat, Hinata! Hold it open like those squirrels we saw the other day! Be a flying squirrel!”

“That is the dumbest idea in the world, Kiba!” His Sensei yells, still panicking like crazy. Her face is pale, eyes wide as she watches her student tumble towards the river below.

“Well, you’re not coming up with any ideas!” The wolf-boy fights back, glancing towards Shino after the sentence is out.

My eyes jump down as I hunch over the cliff a bit. Despite it being a terrible idea, Hinata is trying to be a flying squirrel. Her hands grip the ends of her coat, pulling it out the length of her wingspan as she tries fluttering them. The dumbest.

I let out a sigh, shifting my hands into my hand symbols. When my jutsu is released, one of the trees sticking out from the valley of the cliff shoots forward, wrapping around Hinata. Once she’s secure and no longer falling, the tree shoots back up the valley, arching over the edge of the cliff before slamming the Hyuga girl back onto the clearing.

“Hinata!” The group yells again, racing past me to check on their squad mate.

Again, I slowly trail after them, mumbling curses of stupidity under my breath. “I’m just a dumb anbu but your Sensei can’t even think straight long enough to save you.”

The group of three fusses over her, checking over her wounds from her sparring match, from the tree gripping her, and from it slamming her down a little too hard.

“I swear that thing swat you down like a fly swatter!” Kiba says, chuckling as he shakes the girl’s head.

“Kiba, you are being mean,” Shino says, as unamused with the other boy as he always seems to be.

“Oh come on! You saw it! It was just like a huge fly swatter, flatting Hinata to the ground like she was a bug. It was funny.”

“Kiba!” His Sensei hisses, anger mixing with her still-present panic. “Be quiet and sit down.”

I watch as Kurenai continues to fuss over her kunoichi. Hinata is a little mixed up, but for the most part, she seems fine. “Anbu captain-sama!” The girl calls, slowly climbing to her feet. “Thank you!” She chirps, racing forward, slamming into me. Her head rests against my chest and her arms wrap around my waist, squeezing me in her hold. “Thank you so much, Anbu-sama!”

“Ya, ya, ya. You’re welcome,” I say, trying to unlatch the girl from myself. “Maybe let’s not train so close to a cliff from now on though,” I mutter shooting a glance towards Kurenai.

“Ya, that’ll probably be for the best,” Kurenai mumbles, rubbing the back of her head nervously. “I think we should call it a day though. That was… a little much.”

“Half-day!” Kiba cheers, taking hold of Hinata and marching forward, his little yapper following after them as Shino takes up the rear.

“I’m going to have a meeting with Lord Third soon, aren’t I?”

“Most likely, yes.”

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