Swift as a Coursing River (MadaNaru)

Chapter 6: Harm in Mind

Note: I'd like to make it clear that this is not an exact replica of Mulan. Not at all, the plot is very different in places, and I'll be adding things to make it seem more authentic. It only follows the story of Mulan (Disney's version) please keep that in mind while reading. Thank you.

Sorry, no Madara in this yet, he will however, be appearing on the next Chapter so look forward to that! Also I'm afraid this is a rather short Chapter, I wasn't quite sure how to go about it, my apology's, the next one will be longer and far more interesting.

"Zǎoshang hǎo Ōumǐjiā! (Chinese translation: Good morning, Omega!)" Was the first thing he awoke to.

His hair however was the first thing his focus shifted too. It's length disconcerting, no longer falling over his shoulders, or sweeping behind his back it tickled against his neck and the bangs fell just in front of his eyes not even to his nose. For some reason it brought a strange feeling of panic before him, not because he could not deal with simple facts, but more of what it represented in this new life he had begun for himself.

Briefly he just lay there staring at the roof of his tent, not quite sure what he should think now. That was until a silver haired, fully grown man hovered in front of him with a crinkled eye and a disconcerting smile underneath that cloth mask of his. He pushed away from the man instinctively, eyeing his relaxed posture sitting there like he wasn't some strange man who he knew barely anything of. Truthfully he was more inclined to trust Iruka, and he had hardly even spoken to the brown-haired man.

"Breakfast!" The man announced suddenly, Naruto once more flinched back, something about the masked man brought him unease. The tent flap opened suddenly, and the blushing face of Iruka made his way in with a small serving of oatmeal hastily made and quite cool. Kakashi just smiled at the man with a tilt to his head, Naruto gingerly reached out and thanked the kind man with a smile and a nod. Iruka, once the bowl was taken sat off to his opposite side and drummed his fingers on his thighs.

Naruto daren't question how he had acquired the meal, it most certainly involved his cricket form, and that was still something he found slightly disconcerting. They both made quite pretty abstracts for each other, they quite obviously had a history, one that Naruto was eager to know, yet not eager to look into.

"Iruka, you never elaborated why you are here." His grin wasn't nearly as bright as he said it, as it normally would have been in good company, but given the circumstances he had an excuse for his not so courteous behavior. Not to mention the oatmeal he was trying to eat as quickly as possible so that he may dress for the day without delay.

"Oh yes, I'm terribly sorry Naruto. Well I, unlike Kakashi, was not chosen by your ancestors to aid you, in fact Kakashi asked me to come with him. He was, um, concerned about your status as an Omega. So he asked for my assistance in any problems that may arise in relation to your....um, Status." For a moment he simply blinked at the man, it wasn't out of the question or even shocking for that to be the reason Iruka was with them, the man was clearly an Omega, nevertheless that wrought several questions as it did understanding.

"Oh dear, seems everyone has already left, what's their hurry?" The drawl of the man almost made the blond lose his words in his thoughts, of course it wasn't until Iruka let out an outraged shirk did he actually process the words spoken.

Legs flailed, clothing got tossed around in various directions shoes were hastily applied, Kakashi also got a punch the face by a flying fist. In mere moments Naruto was jumping out of his tent with slightly disorientated, but ready for a harsh day nonetheless.

Many of the Alpha were already in the beginnings of a lineup, truly it was a cereal experience, his interest was peaked by his ignorance about the art of war, how he should feel about that revelation was insignificant. Many of the Alpha were laughing, appearing generally happy in each other's company, although the atmosphere was tense despite the smiles and laughs. It was apparent that the situation was a weight on everyone's shoulders.