Caged Birds Lullaby

chapter 6

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(Ps.go ahead and name the dots)
"Perfect, dattebayo!", she exclaimed in pure satisfaction as she drew the last line on her face." Jiji is in for such a surprise!"

Jumping up and down in front or the mirror, she gave herself a thumbs up and a nod, then grabbing her orange jacket, jumped out of the window, scaring the old woman walking with her grandchild right under it.

The photographer had stared at her for 5 long minutes, during which the blonde had fidgeted nervously with the hem of her jacket, which reached halfway to her knees. It was always a bit big for her, but she loved it nonetheless. It was a girt from Sarutobi on her 7th birthday. She had 3 sets of them, along with her other (mostly orange) clothes.

"Come on ossan! Take the picture already…,"grumbled the girl, making the man sweatdrop.

"Are you…sure.."

"Hai!"

"Positive? I mean…what if you change your mind…"

"I WON'T, DATTEBAYO!", Naruto yelled on top of her voice, making the birds settled on the roof and trees take off in fright.

Er…oops?

CLICK!

Rubbing the face paint off her face with her sleeve, Naruto hopped from roof to roof, till she reach the Hokage tower, smirking in a extraordinary 'uchihaish' way.

The Third Hokage resisted the urge to facepalm as he stared from the smirking little orange obsessed girl, who was practically bouncing, to the picture in his hand.

This was supposed to be her shinobi ID…

What am I going to do with her? Why…did she just have to have Kushina's personality and Minato's wit?

In the picture, her face was decorated with bright red swirly designs, going from her temples to her forehead, then down the side of her face to the nape of her neck. She had even outlined her whisker marks.

"Ano sa, Jiji, you like it right? I spent a few whole hours on it!"

He raised his head and seeing her radiate so much energy and happiness, smiled slightly, lowering his pipe.

"It is..unique. Well, it seems I will have to accept it now."

"Yosh!"

"Naruto…why are you wearing those goggles? Where is your hiatai-ate?", the aged man asked, curious. After all, this particular pre-teen in front of him was full of surprises, which never ceased to amaze him.

"Well, you see Saru-jiji…", she looked up and tapped the lime green goggles with a finger, smiling,".. after not wearing them for over a year I decided to honor them and wear them one more time, before I officially discard them into the 'to be opened in10 years' list.."

To be opened in 10 years?

The Hokage raised an eyebrow, amused.

"..that, and I don't want to dirty Iruka sensei's old hiate, ttebayo!", she smirked, staring at Sarutobi, who leaned back in his chair, sighing.

"I'M GOING TO DEFEAT YOU,OLD MAN!"

Naruto heard a crash, and turned around to see a dust cloud. The Hokage scowled, puffing his cheeks and sinking further into his chair.

This is going to be a long day…

And so it did, as a few hours later, he was rewarded with a severe nosebleed.

Jiraya would have said he deserved it for peeping. Which it wasn't. He was merely checking on the wellbeing of his grandson and his diseased successor's daughter.