Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Grip Onto Reality or No Ramen!! ❯ Blobs Live In The Fridge, and So Does Your Honesty!! At Least, That’s What I‘ve Heard… ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Hello, potatoes and cheesewheels!! (LOL) I fancy that you all read chapter one, right? Good, good. On the 28 of February, it was a very good day for me! My aunt, who was artificially fertilized, gave birth to my cousin!! I was told that he was very cute, because he was born with auburn hair and hazel eyes. Lucky kid. Wish my hair was like that…hhmmmm. Anyways, because my cousin was born, I stayed home to baby-sit my little brother. THAT MEANT NO SCHOOL! WOOT, WOOT!! Yeah…I’m very very very very very very very very very very very very very lazy.

I DO NO OWN NARUTO. IF I DID, KAKASHI AND IRUKA WOULD BE IN MY ROOM, LOCKED UP…HEH, HEH, HEH…I am sooo sick….

Kakashi:…..*reads Icha Icha Paradise…* Ha, ha, ha….

Iruka:…*Is she going to kill me…?*…..

Iruka, who followed the Hokage, replayed images of the girl's face. Meanwhile...his face still had a tinge of red on it. But by all means, he didn't lose so much blood now. It was only a tiny glimpse of her lingerie, really. Who knew that only a slight glimpse would make his nose run so badly? And yet…he felt very…shy when he saw her. She was very pretty, with nightshade hair and dark crimson eyes that pierced one’s one soul… This was only the way he saw her, of course. It wasn’t like anyone else noticed her, right? Except the Hokage…who seemed to be fond of why she was here. His leg made a sharp turn and went in the office of the Hokage to speak with him. Though he couldn’t help but feel a bit worried about Naruto.

Surely, Naruto would be ok…at least with the young woman whom he was talking to didn’t seem dangerous…

“Note to self: Ask Naruto who she is by bribing him 5 bowls of ramen tomorrow!” thought our little friend as he slinked in the Hokage’s office.

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(With Riikano and Ramen-boy!!! LOL!!)

After the long and promised tour Naruto gave, I was now sure that I knew all of Konoha! During the tour, I managed to buy myself some clothes. What I bought really didn’t cost so much as it did back home, and I even got to buy an uber cool sleeping cap!! It looks a lot like a demented rabbit, at least that’s what Naruto had told me, but I thought it was cute and made it look like was sucking your brains out! Ah, ha, ha, ha….I love this hat… Now onto other things.
Not only did Naruto get stared at, but it seems that my appearance took off some of glares and rumoring whispers the villagers that he usually got. Finally…I was of some use!! No longer did I feel like a bother…

“Hey Naruto…are you get--”

“Naruto, I need to speak with you for a second.” another voice interrupted me. I looked to see who had spoken and lo’ and behold…there was Mizuki; in what some of my younger days was once the heartthrob of a girl in 6th grade. Yep, silver hair that reached the nape of his neck, grayish eyes, and a calm demeanor. But I know better of this guy. I knew that at the time that this so-called ‘trusted’ ninja came along to see Naruto…it would become a test. Anyways, judging by the tiny hint of slyness in his voice I decided to ask Naruto if I could go to his apartment and at least stay there until I found a proper job and home as well.

Surprisingly, the kid agreed and lent me his key and notes as to where he lived. Lovable twerp…I can’t see why people loathe him.

And with that, Naruto left off with Mizuki, while I headed to the apartment. Thus I now officially begin the little adventure I claim think is…I think. I trotted down the streets that Naruto had written down on the piece of paper, turning this way and that-a-way. Eventually, I got there. Well, not before grocery buying so I could cook something up for Naruto in gratitude for letting me stay in his house. Really good kid, that Naruto. Never have I seen such a nice guy, much less a boy his age, act so courteous towards me. Sure, Naruto would sometimes yell or be a little obnoxious, but that’s his manner of saying, “Hey, you may be angry at me because I’m the Kyuubii’s prison, but I’m still a kid!! Believe it!” Etc, etc, etc…

What a swell way to go…

My head turned to the direction of the apartment, only to find it that it lied on the 5th floor. Glee. Pure, bloody, fucking glee. Now I have to do a major workout…and on top of that make Naruto’s dinner…and then his clothes…and mine…and I have to prepare my room. A hell of work, but it was, like I said what I owe Naruto. Trekking my way up the stairs, I happened to notice a flash running by me, and going into Naruto’s….APARTMENT?! WHAT THE HELL?? NOW THERE’S SOMEONE ROBBING HIM?!?! JUST HOW CRUEL WERE THESE VILLAGERS?!? No matter, but that there’s stealing, and by what I know by my own code of honor. Making a beeline to the stranger, I lifted my bag and clouted the crap out of this guy. Only…I found out that this was…another character I knew.

“OW…”

“AAAAHHH! OH, GOD!!! FORGIVE ME!! I thought you were a thug or something--” my mindless babbling stopped as I saw none other than the chunin Naruto knew as a brother figure. Iruka Umino. Oh, guess what…NOW THAT THIS GUY SAW ME, I’LL GET REPORTED TO THE HOKAGE!! Way to go, Riika. Way to go. My legs strode over to him, and I helped him up. His eyes, which were squinted, mind you, opened, only to stare at me. If it always a moment I hated with all my guts, it’s definitely the stare. Staring is rude and annoying. We all know, and I hate it. Waning to break the silence and staring, I lifted my other hand, hoping that he at least knew how to shake it.

(LOL!! THIS SOOOO SOUNDS WRONG!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!! *gets bitch-slapped* Owie….meanies.)

Iruka did as I thought he would until the very words I feared came out.

“Excuse me, miss. What are you doing here?”

Well…these weren’t the ones I had hoped…but anyways!! I answered his question, hoping that he would just leave it at that. As I did, I noticed that it was approximately the time he had to go fetch Naruto…and we couldn’t let the obnoxious turd of a star get killed by a hot silver bullet, now can we??? Hell no. He continued talking until I said…

“Were you doing something??”

“AGH!! NARUTO!!! ARIGATOU, MISS!!”

“Nooo problem, sir.” I spat. Gee some people, even the normal ones, have a one-tracked mind. I wonder on which track this guy’s on…scratch that, I don’t wanna know. Striding into the apartment as I did 12 minutes, ago, I noticed the look of the apartment. Ramen cups here and there, unwound scrolls of unknown length, and…a carton of…old milk? Nice. In the manga, Naruto’s room wasn’t so messy, but in real life…it was a pigsty. To put it bluntly, it was a dump of shit. Not very enormous…but enough to make squirm or twitch and eyebrow.
Automatically, I picked up some of the trash as I proceeded my way onto the kitchen. Same thing, but not very extreme either. A lot more ramen boxes were randomly left on various places. Man, is this what the kid ate?? Noodles, noodle, noodles, and--oh, look!! More noodles. My pale fingers wrapped themselves around the refrigerator handle and yanked it open. Scanning for any lost, living things in the refrigerator, I noticed a tiny blob with…eyes!?!

Was the sight of Naruto’s apartment that bad or was it me?

Suddenly, it slowly opened its mouth. Mouth. Eyes. On a blob. That’s nice to have; I guess I’ll call him ‘Bobfred’. The blob thing stared at me and hissed. He snapped a couple of times, pissing me off whenever he got the chance. He then tried jumping me, only to get a mouthful of disinfectant and a rag. Then, he slowly disintegrated. Cool. Never knew that blobs actually came to life; especially the ones that live in your fridge. I always thought dust bunnies did this, but it was a slimy blob that proved me wrong. The time I had, was now spent on cleaning. I placed things where they went, left some other things behind, the usual.
Thus, I have found a new hobby. Cleaning gives you plenty of discoveries!! Besides loose change…, mind you, he had 159,295 ryou lying around here! Some loose shuriken (not nice to sit on one, either), loose kunais, and even…his hat!! The little sleeping cap…that “devoured” heads. The cleansing ceremony proceeded unto Naruto’s room. I managed to keep my hands to myself, and washed some of the scattered clothes articles. All this took an hour or two, but it was worth it. Everything said, “Hey, the Goddess cleaned!! Are we saved?? THANK YOU MISTRESS OF THE SANITARY!! WE LOVE THIS!! I FEEL 13 YEARS YOUNGER NOWADAYS!!”
Now, Naruto had nothing to worry about!! I even found a pot cooker, and it was mint condition. Never been used, let alone touched. I glanced up at the clock, only to see it say 4:45 a.m. That is strange…Naruto should have been here by now. He should have survived the fight by now…and he’s probably done eating ramen and got his hitai-ate…right? Well…since I finished with the chores and other things…I might as well take a good bath. Yes…a bath would be nice indeed!! Besides…there’s nothing wrong with a good soak, now is there? Warm water, soap…and I could put the extremely cute, head-devouring hat!!
And with that I headed to the bathroom. Only to shower, get a blanket, and head straight to…uh…the couch. Yes, the couch!! Stealing a bed is not nice towards Naruto!!

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(With our dear chunin and newly announced genin!!)

The two friends walked along the dry, barren streets f Konoha, their bellies filled with noodles, beef, and miso broth. Naruto and Iruka just finished their congratulatory ramen dinner after the fight…and after all the bandaging as well. All was cam and well when they returned the scroll, Naruto was forgiven by the Hokage, and Mizuki was sentenced to prison because of abusing a child’s trust and stealing.

(OMFG…THAT WENT AND SOUNDED WRONG…OH WELL!! Naruto: EW…that sounds really-- Menchi: Shut up!! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up and die!!!)

Though all of that was taken care of, our blonde, whiskered friend had forgotten about his newly found friend who left to the apartment. It was already 5:03 a.m., and he didn’t even return! Riikano must have been worried sick all night long…especially the mess he had left in the apartment… She probably left or something, because of the stupid chaotic mess… Naruto fidgeted with his fingers and a tiny bead of sweat rolled down. Maybe this was the time to tell Iruka-sensei about the girl that came from nowhere and introduce her to him? Or maybe he should keep this a secret?
After all, Riika-chan, as he dubbed her, was his first female friend. She didn’t yell at him or sneer at him; instead she listened to him and smiled at him when needed. She was almost like a sister, really. A really hot, 20 year-old sister. Almost some of the guys of shinobi that sometime may or may not notice him asked Naruto who she was or to damn him to hell for having a hot date. The last thing Naruto thought about sounded wrong, though.
How can someone so kind and cute, who’s 10 years older than him, possibly date him? Sure, he could accept her if she was 13, but to him, Riika-chan was like his onii-chan. Someone who looked after him, like his sensei, Iruka. Someone who was quickly like family to him. She really took a liking to him too. Riika liked walking with him, and laughed at his jokes, and whenever they had the chance, wrestled. Even if they had just met and even if it was only for a day or two.
Though, the best thing besides the cute personality, was how the young lady classified her ramen. Naruto was jealous of that, though. No way was there another person who knew their ramen better than himself. Then caught into a little spat…he yelled that he knew his ramen and she practically named more than 1 thousand types and flavors of ramen. Funny thing, really.

“Hey, Iruka-sensei?” the blonde spoke. His sensei sent a smile towards him.

“Yes, Naruto?”

“There’s someone want to introduce you to!! Her name’s Riikano Kisaragi!! She’s very pretty and she even invited me to ramen!! I was wondering…is it alright for you to meet her? I know we just fought Mizuki-teme, and you’re wounded, can we? Pleeeeease???” said the genin, who folded his hands and bowed his head.

‘Damn Naruto for this cuteness…but…meeting that girl…’ though Iruka sensei as he pictured her, saying hello to him and serving Naruto and him some breakfast… A tiny trail of blood, once again dripped from his nose.


“Hey---IRUKA ARE YOU HAVING A HORNY MOMENT?? DOES IT INCLUDE RIIKANO?!?!?! YOU PERVERT, SHE’S LIKE AN ONII-CHAN TO ME!!!! HELLO?? WAKE UP, NOSE-BLEED!!!”

‘Wha--NARUTO, YOU MORON!! I AM NOT FANTASIAING, OR HAVING A PLEASURABLE IMAGE OF RII---Kano…” the chunin brunette quieted down, not only because of his screaming, but also of what he said.

“Now, Naruto…what you just heard…it--it--isn’t what you think!!”

“Oohhh------you think of Riikano as your---you knoooooow!!!” the sly, mischievous brat held a pinky in the air, and held a wry smile to complete the little interjection. Iruka, who obviously knew that this brat wouldn’t shut up about this, a tiny crush, smashed his head.

“NARUUTOOOO!!!! WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST SAY?!?!”

“Itai, itai, itai----I was only kidding…!!” yelped Naruto, who sat cross-legged on the floor, was tending to a new lump.

“You lummox…” Umino hissed. This way Iruka acted…was very...odd. Only Naruto knew one emotion that his sensei was experiencing right now…but what was it? His blue eyes, glanced at Iruka, noting the facial expressions that remained on his face. Red tinted the scar above Iruka’s nose, a fine trail of sweat trailed down his left temple, and oh, ho-ho…!! Whatever sensei was thinking, it must have been a pretty good thought!!! Naruto’s idiot ness and strange thoughts of Iruka were disturbed when his head came in contact with the stairs leading to his apartment.

“Naruto!! Are you alright?!” came the worried voice.

“Ugh….h-hai…mmm….I want rameeeeen!!”

“That shows me that you are fine…but that bump looks pretty big…”

And here ends the strange morning our 2 protagonists spent!!
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(Defender of the Supermart 3!!! Just kidding!! On with our heroine, meep!)


Distant chirps of various birds rang in my head, thus waking me up. I cracked one eye, only to be blinded by the damn sun rays. Evil, ultra-violet rays…damn you to hell. My hand reached out to smash a clock…but I only felt air. That’s nice…someone must have gotten the clock---WHOA!! WAIT A FU***** MINUTE!!! WHERE’S MY CLOCK!?!? Wasn’t I just sleeping in my room? Dreaming about a chicken screaming “Badger, badger, badger, badger, badger…MUSHROOM, MUSHROOM!!!”?? Apparently, I had forgotten that I was sleeping in Naruto’s apartment. Speaking of which...Naruto should have been here. So…he must be here!

Flailing in a tangle of messes, I ran to the room of my fine, ramen addict friend, only to find no one. Frightened as hell, I ran to the kitchen…and ‘lo and behold…I find Naruto and Iruka…sipping tea. I stood at the doorway staring at them…and they did the same.

“Naruto!! There you are!! Goddammit, I was very worried!!”

“Uh…sorry for worrying you, Riika…and thank you for cleaning my apartment!! I hope it wasn’t too messy…” Naruto pouted. I couldn’t help but smile back. Damn Naruto for the loveable cuteness he held!! Can’t resist him, though!! I looked at Iruka, and bowed.

“I believe we’ve met before, and I hope you forgive me crashing into you, and smashing you to the floor…the name’s Riikano Kisaragi.” my eyes held their gaze the slightly red chunin. I noticed that in the daylight…he didn’t look too bad. He wasn’t amazingly dashing, but easy on the eyes. His appearance was a little similar to mine, only to show that he was 2 years older than me. I noticed that Naruto wore the headband that belonged to Iruka, and smiled.

“My name is Iruka Umino, and I am Naruto’s sensei from the ninja academy. You have quite a strong blow when it comes to knocking people down…” the brown-haired chunin smiled at me. I did in response, and failed to notice that my attire wasn’t exactly proper.

“That cap looks like its eating your head, Riika-chan!! Hee…”

“Yes…speaking of eating, do you two want anything for breakfast?” my grin, which overtook my face. “And as for you, Iruka-san…I have I feeling that you haven’t seen me around in the village. Am I right?”

“Sadly yes…an--”

“You must inform Lord Hokage about my sudden appearance in Konohagakure…right?” I added, and heat the stove for the pot of water. Iruka then stared at me, as if I grew another head. I reached out to my right, opening the rice cooker, and began serving rice, along with the rice balls I had recently made. Blinking in surprise, I ran into the bathroom, coming out in no more than 6 seconds with a regular outfit. The two guys blinked and stared some more!! Whee…as if they never saw someone dress up fast, then come back, and not look messy!! Ha, ha, ha…

“Wow…that was…quick!!”

“Uh…thanks…anyways̷ 0;want some eggs?” I asked, hoping that the boy would forget about females’ time in getting dressed. Hence he giggled and looked at Iruka, who then, glared at him. Shrugging in confusion, I began cooking the eggs, and as soon as I knew it, I felt a gaze right on my ass. I could’ve sworn it might have been Naruto...but I turned around only to find Iruka staring at my ass.

THAT’S IT…THIS GUY’S OUTTA CHARACTER!! IS MY ASS REALLY THAT FASCINATING?!

“Any reason why my butt’s a rather nice thing to look at??”

“Ahh…AAHHH!! I’M SORRY!!! I DIDN’T MEAN TOO!!” the poor chunin raised his hands in mercy, hoping that I wasn’t going to clout him once again. (Note that I love the word “clout”. Meaning to hit or strike. BTTS-back to the story!!) Iruka indeed knew the correct answer...I wanted to clout the living hell outta here...but I’ll give the guy a chance. Merciful of me…not what you usually saw from me.

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(ON with our blushing chunin!!!)

I looked at Naruto as we both made our way up the stairs. Grunting in pain, I thought about giving the kid a diet...how can a short brat like Naruto weigh this much?! He eats about 60 cups of ramen every day, does exercise, and he weighs this much?! Gee…ramen has many possibilities. A hand tugged at my shoulder, indicating that Naruto finally awoke.

He leaped off my back, and took his key out. As he twisted the doorknob, we both awaited for the mess and usually pale color of the apartment. We were greeted by the smell of…aloe? Naruto looked around in his apartment, slipped his shoes off, and in which I did the same, and stepped inside.

“W-wow…its so bright!!” I gasped. Never have I seen Naruto’s place so…sanitary… Was it Riikano that cleaned the place? Naruto could’ve cleaned it, but not like a professional would. It practically gleamed. We walked in the living room, and voila…no ramen cups or loose socks. His training “area” was neatly packed, and the kitchen proudly shone. In fact, the stain where Naruto accidentally burnt his ramen was gone. At the right of his kitchen table sat a rice cooker. Naruto had a rice cooker?
I never knew that…Naruto wasn’t the rice addict, so why would he keep one? It looked like an old model from 2 years ago and seemed to be in good condition.

“Ehh…since when did I own a rice cooker??“

“Maybe it was buried in the trash you…” I followed in response. Nearly forgetting about Riika, Naruto ran to the living room, signalizing me to come. I walked carefully, trying not to wake her up. Then, it was at that moment I saw her. Riikano... She had what I wanted out of a girl…silky hair that rivaled the night’s velvety darkness, sun-kissed skin, and those cute, small, and well-rounded lips…AGH!! WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING?! Now I’m the pervert. Tiny snickers of laughter came from Naruto, and somehow, my elbow managed to shut him up.
The last thing I want now is for her to wake up, scream and slap me. And maybe hate me for the rest of my life.

“Come on, let’s wait for her to wake up. We also need our rest and we need to bandage each other up.” I told Naruto. H nodded and ran to get the supplies. As I waited, my head turned and looked at the sleeping figure. Somehow…I couldn’t help but smile whenever I see her. Though, I shouldn’t forget…Hokage-sama wanted me to take her to him, and that was something I felt like not doing. It’s very odd how the average human being tends to react to more emotional command instead of irrational ones, right?

“Seeensei!! I found them, now let’s go into the kitchen! I don’t wanna wake Riika-chan up.” the hyperactive blonde beamed. I followed suit and went in. This was going to turn out just fine.

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(The Hokage!!!!! Wheee!!!!!!!!!! Hokage:…*snuff pipe* Why must the young antagonize me?)

Wrinkled hands slowly hovered across the crystal ball, showing the nine-tail imprisonment and chunin. He too saw the young woman, and pondered of her arrival. He had seen it in a vision, the girl walking straight into the forest, then appearing ---all was cut of because of the graduation for the cadets at the ninja academy. The search for Riika, as he learnt her name from Naruto and Iruka, was easy. He didn’t need to send out ninjas to search for a girl from nowhere; he only needed Iruka to bring her in after the Jounin and genin teamed up. At least this small detail of work was made easy and not headstrong.
The Hokage observed with adept eyes and listened with open ears, and gathered pieces of this strange dilemma. He often laughed or chuckled whenever the trio did something or at least made a mistake. Noticing what they began to talk about, the Hokage pondered.

‘I wonder…does this girl know of our world? And if so, what will be the outcome if she decides to tell the worst…? Only time will tell. But--she wouldn’t say anything…would she?’

Groaning in annoyance, our wrinkled friend, dubbed by the village as the ‘Professor’, set off to work. Only as he entered the office…he found a load of papers…again…

(Hokage: ‘Wrinkled friend?’ Would you rather feeling the anger of Emma?? -_-+ M: N-nn-nno….)

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“Riikano-san?” asked the chunin.

My turned my attention towards him, noting that he sent a rather serious look at me. The feeling of mental strain was crushing me as I knew that I had to go see the Hokage.

“Do you know of our leader? The Hokage?”

I nodded my head sideways; its only a white lie…not like he and Sarutobi-sama would should a lecture up my ass.
Would they??

“Uhh---Naruto did you ever tell me about wanting to be a Hokage??” I asked sincerely. With a speedy nod, Naruto widened his eyes and looked at Iruka. Obviously, the kid knew about the picture taking for his ninja I.D., so he bowed and left. Only Iruka and I were left standing, feeling a tiny wind of dust touch our legs. This sure was awkward.

“Uhh---do I have to go see the Hokage..?” my voice asked, leaving a tiny shudder after.

“Yes. He’s seen you, and only needs to speak with you. Is it alright?”

Suddenly, the floor seemed kind of interesting to look at the moment…

“Riika...are you crying? I--don’t worry!! Lord Hokage won’t yell at you! He’s very kind, in fact. Noble and honest as he is, he might help you.”

Once again, I looked at him. Couldn’t this guy get a clue? I didn’t want to return home. This place actually felt like home to me. After what I did, yelling at my boss, his policemen might as well shoot me. And as for one to not fear consequences…I was a coward. A hopeless, misshapen coward. I detested the cold, gray walls of the cellars, for I remembered what had happened to Pedro. I was only in my early teens when he died. And after the funeral, I was called to go see the prisons. All I saw when I got there were broken spirits, some innocent people who look at me like I was fortunate…other gave me the wrong look, but as I headed to the prison that held the filthy bastard who took away my only family…my fear for confinement grew.
He stared at me with uncaring eyes, and was alert when he saw the police there. What he told me was that...it was not only him that needed to take Pedro’s life away…but it was God who decided as well. Only shedding tears, I bowed my head down and whispered to him that he was nothing but a selfish person who cared naught about others who were dear to others. Only a dirty, cold arm stretched out…and his voice chuckled…

‘A child cannot understand this type of pain…but they can understand and experience such bloody pleasure.’

Horrible, unforgiving word…from that man…

“Riika…Riika?? Are you alright…we’re here…”

Huh…oh--I--thank you…wait…how the hell did we get here?” I questioned.

“I transported us to the place. Don’t worry, you wouldn’t walk or speak, so I did the best thing besides carrying you.”

My head faced the ground again…”Forgive me…I didn’t mean to---”

“No, no, no…after what you became to Naruto, I can’t help but feel ashamed that I’m not doing anything.”

A tiny smile adorned my face and I bowed, leaving towards the office. Form what I knew from the book, my legs and mind took me to the Hokage’s place. Though couldn’t, that what Iruka told me. He handed me a pass, and said that I was going to need it for entrance. There were ANBU who were guarding the place, and it was better to be safe than sorry. I happily agreed to that and left. I owed this guy a lot. If, not less. Why do I have to go see him…? I was better off getting hit by something…but what do you know? I was knocked off course by a 6 foot tall hunk of flat abs, laziness and mystery. It was none other than…Hatake Kakashi.

‘Shit, shit…I wanted to meet this guy later….damn the authoress!!’

‘HEEEY!!! THAT’S MEEEEAN!!! I SHALL MURDER YOU!!!’

‘In that case...no.’

‘Now that’s what to hear...FORWARD MAAAARCH!!!’

As I ignored the authoress…the silver-haired Jounin reached out to help me from the floor. Surprisingly, his grip was pretty strong; no duh, this guy was from the ANBU…why wouldn’t he have a strong grip? His lazy eye that held power looked at me, and I STARED AT HIM. Again…here we go again with the staring. To make the staring longer…let me introduce this famous pervert of a character!!!

Name: Hatake Kakashi

Age: 25

Hair: Silver-white!!

Eyes: One black…the other sharingan or red.

Height: Heard he’s 6.…foot…something.

Personality: Always late, is a pervert…he reads Icha Icha Paradaisu and…is serious even when joking!!! I think…shit I forgot….

Signature Move: Raikiri or Chidori!! And specializes in 1000 other moves!!

As our little fest of staring ended, I stood quickly and forgave myself, and did the same. Only...my conscious did not know the word and command…’shut up’.

“My name’s Riikano Kisaragi--”

“The Hokage wishes to speak with you.”

‘Shit, shit…he knows…’

” Don’t worry, only Iruka-san, the Hokage, and I know about you. There’s no worry.” the jounin’s smirk revealed by his eyes curving upwards. This guy--did he have a psychic ability or was just me…? No matter, I needed to go see the old man, and this guy ain’t stopping me!! My leg moved to right , only to be stopped by Kakashi’s right leg; and same goes for the left. I did the same…then I had a stupid idea. As I flitted my eyes in despair, I feel to the ground. Like I planned, the scarecrow proceeded to lift me…only to have me zip underneath him and dart off.

‘Ha ha! Now, I don’t need to worry!! Good thing I’m a track runner…” I beamed. As air hit my face and flowed throughout my hair, I failed to notice the nicely worked out six-pack hunk that appeared in front of me.

‘Off--!!”

“Mou…you were saying…?”

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, crap, fuck shit….what the hell are you made of? I almost cracked my head…HEY, HEY, HEY!! PUT ME DOWN!!! I COMMAND YOU, PUT ME DOWN!!!”

“Hmmm…No. My first impression on you…”

“….well???”

“Yo u suck. A lot more than any other person. Though, you did a good escapade…but it failed…”

My hand slapped my face as he continued carrying me to the office. Despite all the threats and bribes I made (which, some he almost agreed to…), this guy wouldn’t let go. Sweatdrop…make note…after this…I shall see what’s under the mask…

(The reader, at this point, we have deemed, one-track minded. *gets shot* ITAI!!! YOU MAKE ME-A BLEEED!!!)

“No…I will not let you see what’s under my mask, Riikano.” the Jounin said, obviously knowing that I thought of this.

“Grr…….”

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“Lord Hokage, is this who you wanted to speak with?” Kakashi asked.

My eyes caught the gaze of the wise lord. His eye truly fixated on me, whether I was going to speak or not. I merely felt like he should ask the questions…it would be rude of me to ask first. Fictional character or not, it was always the lord who got the uppercut of a conversation.

“So…I see you were able to come. Please, have a seat.” requested the lord.

I did as told, and dusted my skirt. (Not a whore skirt…just a ninjas one with shorts under…) Again I landed my gaze his, listening to what he would ask. He folded his hands and looked at me. Eye to eye…and not one single blink. We continued until he puffed a tiny cloud from the pipe and spoke.

“Do you know where you are…”

“Kisaragi…Riikano Kisaragi.” I answered.

“Very well…we know your name, at least. As for my question…tell the truth.” the Hokage spoke.

“Yes. I do know where I am. This is the village in the leaves…correct? Konohagakure?” I rose my eyebrows in hope. The Hokage nodded, and smiled a bit. Gladly knowing that he wouldn’t sic any shinobi on me, I clamly answered some more questions.

“Do you know anything of our village…?”

“A lot. I don’t mean to say this in a rude way…but I am not--”

“From this dimension. Correct?” he closed his eyes.

“Yes. You get it now. I don’t come from this place at all. The only way I got here…was by some sort of…fog. In reality, I don’t know sir. Honest. But…I do require a home and job…though, I am already living with Naruto Uzumaki. Is that alright with you? As of now, I am paying him by at least helping around with usual things.”

He kindly smiled at me and nodded, finally knowing what he was going to say.

“And…you don’t want me getting caught by any other enemies…right? As well...the future of you and the other villages…is still not complete. Though--I can’t help…but…worry.”

Raising his head in response, Sarutobi stood and looked at me again. I didn’t want to say anything to him of his…future. It was painful seeing it 10 years ago…and I certainly didn’t want to bring grief. Sarutobi…would die at the hands of his own student. And I had a feeling, that not even he wanted to hear it. He already knew that somewhere throughout in his time…he would eventually decease.

“Its alright if you don’t want to me to hear it. Your safety, however…concerns me more than anything else.”

“Am I now one of your biggest, head-throbbing problems on your list…? If so…forgive me…I can help you file and do some paperwork!! Or perhaps an assistant? You do look tired…”

Chuckling in response, the Hokage nodded. Looks like I made it. Jackpot, cha-ching and booyah. Future happiness and tears here I COME!!!


“It also a good idea that you live with Naruto…but---”

“I-I can pay for the rent!! I swear…!!”

“Yes, I know…but…you need somewhere to live where not even Naruto would be harmed too.”

Crestfallen, I sunk in the floor…I wanted to stay with him baaaadly…I can’t stand perverse egos, worrywarts or both!! But…he has a point…I don’t wanna hurt Naruto, no matter how lonely, I felt. I want him to avoid possible dangers that could kill him. Sighing, I felt a hand upon my shoulder, and black eyes pinning me to the floor.

“Though…you can live next to Hatake…”

“Whaaaaa-----?????? O-oookay. A-Arigatou…”

“Your welcome.”

“Can I dub you Tou-san…?”

Nodd, nodd.

Tiny chuckles came out form this guy, and I embraced him. I felt like he was the father I never had. And I’m sure he feels the same way too. I cried and gave thanks he let me stay. Having no intentions in staying in my dimension, I would work hard to death to stay here. And many thanks to the Hokage. Wise, kind and lending his hand to help. What a true father could also do. I now knew that I will start life…anew.

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Menchi’s: Yep…that’s a dozy! I love how I ended this. I’m not pairing the Hokage like---well, you know. Rather than portraying him as a boring leader, I tried hard to make him sound both concerning and caring. Like a father. Or Grandfather. I can’t help but think that I actually did it. Now, as for Iruka----did I portray him well?? And Kakashi….? Please give me tips….or helps…
Forgive me for the late chapter too. I was trapped by testing and the loss of my beloved fish…Critter. I felt depressed…laugh all you want…but he’s very special to me.

All in memory to him. He’s my animal guardian. Huh…anyways, I got to go…Bye!!

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