Sheik

Eye of Truth

Sheik stares at the man giggling at the bamboo partition between the men and women's side of the hot spring. Kakashi had told him to experience a hot spring spa since he and the rest of Team 7 will be busy with the Chuunin Exam. Even he didn't expect to meet Jiraiya so early. Sighing, he pulls out his Purah Pad and summon an ice Chuchu jelly which he then throws at the pervert. When the man starts to break out, he throws one more to freeze him. It then become a game of freezing Jiraiya.

After a few more minutes, Sheik has had enough of soaking and freezing Jiraiya so he climbs out of the hot spring. He don't feel like getting that massage because he doubts that they can be as good as the Gerudo Romah. But he also doubt that it will be as traumatizing as the Goron Volcon. Skipping that, he puts on his Kakariko clothes and heads for the vending machine selling some yogurt drink. A few minutes later, a large hand heavily grabs his shoulder with a growl, "Hey, brat,"

He looks behind to the owner of the squeezing hand, whose whole body is shivering despite having come out from the hot spring. Jiraiya chatters through his teeth, "I got a bone to pick with you, you shitty brat!"

Sheik lets his body being dragged out of the hot spring, still sipping his chilled yogurt. It won't be the first time he's being manhandled like this and he suspects that it will not be the last. But at least he gives Jiraiya a damn good reason to make contact with him. Jiraiya takes him out of central Konoha and into the woods. Sheik still won't panic. Jiraiya is just a person, after all. A strong person but still he won't be cannibalizing on Sheik.

In the end, once he feels as if they crosses past a slight pressure in the forest that feels like a barrier, Jiraiya pulls him up onto his feet and looks at him. His black eyes studying Sheik's face before a hand reaches up...and smacks him over the head. Before Sheik could state his case for freezing the man, Jiraiya pulls him tight into a hug. Sheik freezes at the contact.

"It's you..." Jiraiya's voice weakly whispers, "I know...I know those eyes. It really is you," He draws in a deep breath before pulling away to look at Sheik again, "You look just like him at this age. Except for the hair. His is wilder. Like a giant yellow dandelion," The man snorts before tugging at Sheik's bun, "Bet you will look like that without this taming it somewhat," He then flicks his ears, making his shake his head from the itch, "Minato didn't have these ears. But his is a little bit pointed at the tip. Easily dismissed as physical mutation," He grins, "Nice to meet you at last, Naruto...or should I just call you Sheik to be safe? Yeah, I should stick with Sheik,"

Sheik huffs, rubbing his head as he glares at the man.

Jiraiya frowns, "I'm not going to give excuses. You know as much as I know the reason why I can't be here. I am...not a good choice to take care of little tots. But even I didn't...expect for what happened to you to happen," He then grins but his eyes remained sad, "However, the silver lining here is that you are better off away from here! You got an actual training and with the forefather of the Shinobi too! Couldn't ask for a better outcome," He clears his throat, "Man...I really am no good,"

Sheik notice the wetness falling down his cheek. As awkwardly emotional as this is, he supposed Jiraiya needs a good cry too. He thought he had lost Sheik for good. The one thing Sheik notice about these Shinobi is how badly they all need to cry. Kakashi needs to cry. Sasuke needs to cry. Now Jiraiya needs to cry. Don't they have a department for mental health wellbeing here?

Kurama snorts, "They don't care about that shit. Kakashi is a poster child for suicide risk and no one seems to bother to help him,"

Sheesh.

Sheik sighs, "You guys need mind doctors,"

Kurama huffs, "The word is psychologist but whatever,"