Sandaime Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen watched out the window as a four year-old Naruto passed by the Hokage Tower for a third time laughing his little ass off.
"What is that boy doing?" the Hokage mused to himself.
"Streaking apparently." Shimura Danzo said, looking up from the report he'd pilfered from his old friend's desk.
"But he's..." Hiruzen started.
"Dressed?" Danzo finished for him. "I know. Apparently Naruto's caretaker took yesterday's lecture to heart and wouldn't let him out of the apartment without a sweater and shoes. Inu found him, caught him, and put some pants on him before he reached the end of the block."
"I'll let him think he's gotten away with something for another ten minutes before I send someone out to retrieve him. And do put that report back, my secretaries tend to get a little anal about little things like people reading stuff that is intended for my eyes only." Hiruzen said as he turned back to his desk and the paperwork Minato's son had provided a brief and somewhat entertaining respite from.
