What Ino Calls A Date

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Nanny or Mommy

Chapter 4: What Ino Calls A Date

Disclaimer: I Don't own Naruto.

Naruto arrived home late and tired he just wanted to go upstairs and sleep. But his kids had other plans.

Bolt and Himawari came running up to him with hopeful looks while looking all around him. He found quite a couple things wrong with this picture. One why was his kids up at 11 o'clock at night. Two Bolt finally came out of his room? And three what the hell were they looking for?

"Well? Where is she!?" Bolt yelled excitedly happier then he's seen him in a long time. The small blonde was bouncing on the balls of his feet and poor Himawari was shaking with anticipation.

"Where is who?" He was genuinely confused he just wanted to go upstairs and sleep.

"Sakura-chan!" Bolt was now hopping around him in a circle singing happily. Everything now seemed to have clicked in place. Why Bolt was so happy and out of his room. They waited up for him just to see Sakura and not him. Ouch.

"Bolt she's not with me." Both of his children stopped cheering almost immediately. He regretted those words as soon as they came out of his mouth. The look of utter disappointment shot a hole through his heart.

"Oh." With that, Bolt turned away from him and went back upstairs. He could hear the door slam shut behind him.

Naruto sighed he did not need this as soon as he walked through the door. He then looked down at his youngest who seemed to be on the verge to tears. Naruto picked his princess up and began walking back upstairs. "How did you and your brother hear that Sakura was coming?"

"Kiba-kun." Naruto stopped walking out of shock. He was definitely going to punish that mutt for spilling the news to his kids. He continued walking once again with his thoughts full of ways to get him back. He didn't even realize an evil grin splitting his face. Until Himawari commented on it.

"Daddy are you ok do you have to poop?" Naruto missed a step but caught himself before he fell.

"N-no why would you ask that?!" He couldn't believe a three-year-old was able to make him so flustered.

"Kiba-kun told me that if you ever make a face like that then you're cons-const-consti-"

"Constipated?!" Himawari nodded, happy that her daddy was able to figure out the word she wasn't able to say yet.

"He said that word means you want to go poopy but can't because you-"

"Okkkk. The answer is no I'm not constipated we need to get you to bed." Himawari hugged her father tightly as he tucked her into bed. She was more tired than she let on since as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out like a light.

He pecked her forehead and stared at her for a moment. She looked just like her mother and sometimes it's just so painful to look at her for too long. He knows he's been distant but she never held it against him as Bolt does.

Maybe it's because she just doesn't understand yet but sooner or later she'll start demanding more of his presence. Naruto got up and took one last glance at his little princess before leaving.

He was depending on a stranger to heal his broken and lonely family without him. He really was a terrible father.

.x.

It was 12 on the dot and Naruto found himself waiting for the pinkette nervously. He's been in a sour mood ever since last night when that realization hit him hard. Kiba noticed it too and hoped that he would be at least a bit more friendly when Sakura arrived.

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