Little Naruto
Author: Golden Feathers Edward
Declaimer: I don't own Naruto.
AN: This has no plot or anything but it's pretty funny.
It was a sunny day in the hidden village of the Konoha No Kuni the perfect time to do gardening for civilians. Such a person was doing exactly that by the name of Haruno Kina the mother to Haruno Sakura her five year old daughter who was in the ninja academy.
She was humming a tune with a small peaceful smile on her face loving the fresh air and clear skys. Then she spotted a small in height little boy with bright blonde spiky hair, just outside her yard piling patches of dirt over a big hole. He was just almost finished filling in the hole so Mrs. Haruno walked over to investigate. She peered over her house's fence interested in what the youngster was up to.
"Hello, what's your name sweetie?" she asked kindly getting the small child's attention.
Said boy looked up with watery big blue eyes, "N-Naruto," was his reply sniffling from crying all morning, rubbing his dirt covered hands on his black shorts then soon continued piling dirt onto the hole.
"So, what are you up to there, Naruto?" Mrs. Haruno asked politely.
"My goldfish died," answered the spiky blonde boy tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him."
The woman was concerned now, "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Once Naruto got done patting down the last heaps of earth, he then replied with a tearful glare directed at her.
"That's because he's inside your fucken cat."
She looked shocked and horrified then she fainted.
XXX 3 hours later XXX
Sakura came through the front door happy as ever that she got to talk to Sasuke-kun and nothing could ruin her mood.
"Mama! I'm home!" she shouted like the little girl she was, skipping into the kitchen.
Her mother was making lunch when she came in, in total silence not even humming like she usually does. It was strange that her mother wasn't making any noise what so ever but the pink haired girl just shrugged it off as an unexplainable mystery. Then she stared looking around for her cat fluffy.
"Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Here kitty, kitty," she called out looking left and right for her feline pet, "Fluffy, come here kitty, kitty."
When those words reached her mothers ears she froze. Turning around slowly, she had a strained smile on her face.
"Sakura honey, I'm afraid your Fluffy isn't here any more," she said with a nervous hint in her voice.
"What do you mean mama?" the little pink haired girl asked innocently.
"Well Mr. Fluffy got sick and pass away," was the best answer she could come up with right at that moment.
With those works the little girl broke down crying.
XX Somewhere else XX
'I wonder what kind of ramen I should get for lunch,' a five year old blonde thought forgetting about his dead fish.
With a big smile on his face he races off to the ramen bar.
End
AN: hope wasn't too bad. Bye!