Good Father

Hero

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"Alright, I have it. You can go and I'll get this all fixed up," Tsunade said as she looked at the clock, "I have to go meet the council right now, so shoo."

Naruto nodded and said, "See you later Baa-chan." Naruto rushed out of the office as Tsunade shouted some obscene curse words that a drunken sailor would blush too. He past Shizune and gave her a small smile and wave before he calmly walked out of the office.

He walked out of the office, whistling a tune as the people he walked by smiled and gave him small waves. He smiled back with the occasional wave, basking in the feeling that people actually acknowledged him for something other than the Kyuubi. He had been searching for recognition for his whole life and he now had it, but he still felt something missing and he felt hollow somehow. A small phantom pain made its way to his heart, but it dispersed a moment later as he shook it off and continued his little stroll to the Namikaze mansion.

It was rather large as the Namikaze's were a big clan before it died out. His father had been the last and he had dreamed to resurrect the Namikaze line with his mother, Uzumaki Kushina. He lived in one of the guest rooms instead of the master as he still thought of that as his parent's room. There are pictures and items still laid around the house unused but set as reminders of his parents. It was white in color, but inside was a plethora of colors that ranged from a shade of light orange to the darkest of blues and everything else in between. The room he had chosen was painted in a nice light green decorated with some paintings, a bookcase, a simple queen-sized bed, a desk, a TV, and some other pieces of furniture.

He undid the blood seal on the gate and stepped inside the garden that held a mix of flowers that included roses, lilies, and chrysanthemums. Other flowers were grown here and Naruto had developed his mother's green thumb. The garden had died over the inactivity, but Naruto had helped it grow again as he tended to it once a day. He picked up some fresh lilies and roses, brought them into the house, and put them in a yellow vase that stood on a vase next to the front door. He gave them a sniff before he walked up the stairs towards his room.

He stepped inside and fell onto the bed in a sleepy daze. His eyes fluttered open and closed for a while before he drifted off and fell asleep to the light sounds of the birds chirping in the trees right outside his window.

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He awoke an hour later when the sun was low in the sky and crazy colors began to appear along the horizon. He looked out the window and he saw the Memorial Stone that was close to training ground 7. With a sad smile, he resolved to go visit his parents before it got dark. With a grimace at his aching body, he sat up and walked over to his closet and grabbed a few articles of clothing, namely a simple white Tee-shirt and grey skinny jeans as he was scheduled for some R&R for the next two weeks for this big mission.

He walked into the bathroom attached to his room and stepped inside the shower and turned the knob to allow the warm water to run. It soon splashed over him, soothing and caressing his aching muscles as he rubbed the body wash into his sweaty body. The warm water began to feel cool against his skin and he turned up the temperature a bit and began to revel in the warm feeling. He rubbed shampoo into long blond hair that seemed to cascade down his back like a waterfall. He stood under the warm water for another 10 minutes, just allowing it to wash over him and relieve his body of sweat and grime.

When his skin began to wrinkle up, he turned off the water and stepped outside, and dried himself down before he walked out with the towel wrapped around his hips. He quickly put on the clothes he had laid out and grabbed his keys from the nightstand and walked out of the house, flicking off the lights as he went. On his way out, he grabbed some flowers from the garden to put on the Memorial Stone.