Uzumaki Naruto, age five, entered his family home with an exhaustive sigh. He was dead on his feet, and he showed it too. His haggard look, his baggy eyes, and his dragging footsteps; all made it seem as if he had ran a few marathons. His face was set in a stone hard mask of determination, desperately wanting to go to his nice, soft bed and take a long nap. After working for hours upon hours in his village, with reconstruction and all going on, he could definitely use it.

The cry of an infant broke Naruto's train of thoughts. He smiled, remembering how he lived through it. His exhaustion seemingly evaporated, he bore a changed course: that of one where he would be taking a straight line to his baby sister's room. His feet lightly thudded on the wood floor of his home, and upon reaching the doorway to his desired room, Naruto stopped. As soon as he entered the room, the wailing stopped. A head peeked out from under the covers of a blanket laden crib. Long, blonde hair and pretty cerulean eyes stared at him, and, as usual, recognized him instantly. Excitedly babbling in the alien language that only babies knew, she beamed an award winning smile. She lifted her arms up, the universal motion signifying 'Pick me up.' Naruto had to comply, of course. He would never be able to say no to the incredibly cute face.

And, if she pouted, or made her eyes go wide and sparkly, he knew that it would be game over for him.

Once had picked her from her place of sleep, he sat down on the floor. He watched her as she excitedly babbled, probably something about how boring her day was because Nii-chan wasn't here and how much she loved Nii-chan in her excited alien language. Her face scrunched up when she realized that he had been smiling softly at her, and cheeks lifted even further, if possible, because Nii-chan was paying attention to her. He then started to take in her appearance. She had cute, one piece pajamas on, blue with shurikens. It brought out pure cuteness. His baby sister then went on to babble even more excitedly about her day, waving her arms about… then she accidentally hit him on the cheek.

She looked worried—well, as worried as a baby could possibly seem—that she had hurt her Nii-chan, and now he would be sad. No! This could not happen! She had to do something to apologize!

Naruto, meanwhile, stayed calm, with a smile still on his lips. She looked so adorably worried that it was hard not to kiss her everywhere on her face. She used all the power she had to get as close as possible as she could to Naruto, then kissed him on his nose. She then moved back into his arms, and breathed exhaustively. That took a lot of energy out of her. It was a rollercoaster of an event, after all.

His face hadn't changed. He still had that little smile playing upon his lips.

This was bad! Nothing changed. How could she atone for her hitting Nii-chan? There was no way… and now he would be mad at her! Then he wouldn't ever play with her again, and he wouldn't love her anymore! And he would leave! She couldn't do anything about it! It was hopeless!

A wail erupted from his baby sister's mouth again. Knowing her, she was probably crying for accidentally "hitting" him. Well now, this just wouldn't do. He didn't want to see her crying. She was too adorable and fluffy for that. Oh, right! He could just kiss her. That always made her smile.

He leaned in, just as she had done only moments before, placing a kiss on her tiny nose, before layering soft kisses on the entirety of her face. When he pulled away, he saw that it had been a success, and that she was beaming that bright grin of hers yet again.

Gently, he told her,"It's all okay now, Narumi-chan."

She smiled wider, before yawning. He knew—somehow, he just knew— that she understood.

He walked back to the crib, to put the infant back for her much needed rest. He laid her down, and she held on to one of his big fingers in the entirety of her entire hand. He tucked her in using one of his hands.

Once it was time to leave, and she was halfway into dreamland already, Naruto decided to softly speak before he went off to the sandman.

"Sweet dreams, my Princess. I love you."

She gave one last smile for the night, and he slipped off into his room.

Sorry, no edit here. I just wanted fluff.