I seem to have no trouble churning out things when I have insomina. T.T Oh well... Have a Happy 2012 Year everyone! x33
Summary: A short collection on a parent's wish for their kid. Song fic
Warning: For this, it's SasuNaru + Kid xDD
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except for the idea! Yeah, I don't own Juu-chan, cause she's actually Juura99! x33
Rating: 'K' So no funny stuff! Dx
"We'll be gone now, be good for grandpa and grandma, okay?"
The chibi blonde addressed nodded her consent, a cheery grin anchored across her face, one almost as sun kissed as her Daddy's.
"I will, Daddy!" She promised, pressing her tiny lips to the elder's cheek, a forming, instinctive wish for him to return safely imbedded in the innocent gesture. Turning to look at her raven Father, almond hazels spotted him standing near Daddy's daddy and mummy, a blond and a red head respectively, exchanging murmured words with the older couple.
"Fath'r!" Darting over to the man, she squealed as gentle, firm fingers encircled her waist to bring her above the ground, to the great heights she ached to reach herself. Finding herself trapped within the safe comfort of her Father's chest, Juura stifled a giggle, her short attention span ridding her mind of all else, except for the firm warmth around her, calming her rowdy spirits and making her drowsy.
Fighting to focus on the events occurring around her, she only caught quiet words that meant nothing to her before she dropped like a stone into the silent dark.
When large hazels peeled open, they stared towards the midnight ceiling above, decorated with flecks of white and luminescent stars, the kind that glowed in the dark. Sitting up, Juura examined her surroundings, taking in the gentle mix of orange, pink, blue and purple which decorated the walls, the colours that reminded her of the sun when it rose into the nighttime sky.
Pushing back the fluffy softness which had been covering her, Juura let her bare toes touch the ground, enjoying the cloudy snug which surrounded the sensitive under skin. Pulling away from the feeling in her feet, she turned curious hazels towards the wooden entrance, easily discerning the lance of light that snipped through dark and showcased the fresh mint green of a familiar hallway.
Easily recognizing the gentle shade, tiny feet pattered towards the maple wood and brought their owner into the world of kind, jolly and merry grandparents. The kind that were agreeable and were everyone's ideal relatives.
"Pappy!" Before the elder blond had time to respond, Juura threw herself at the man, giggling the way children were wont to do.
"Ah! It would seem that Juu-chan is finally up." Settling the unruly clone of his beloved child, Minato angled a hand under his chin, looking as if he was conjuring the very solution to the Earth's greatest problem with only the pure mischief in aged cobalt to hint at the 'innocent' evil brewing in his mind. "I wonder what is she up to right now?"
"I'm gonna," and the tiny nose caught a whiff of cinnamon sugar, baked to aged perfection by steady hands, "h'lp Mammy!" To Minato's undying amusement, the four year old let herself down, steadying herself with an experienced air before toddling towards the source of the scent, no doubt eager to sink her sugar craving fangs into Kushina's signature confection.
Settling back into the ridiculously comfortable, sink-into-me armchair his beloved son had purchased for him on his sweet fifty-fourth, Naruto's older, replica counted the brief minutes in his mind, enduring the sugar sweet scent of pure temptation until his tormentors designated him with a reprieve.
"Pappy!" Caught off guard by Juura's glomp tackle, Minato fought to steady himself as the additional weight (literally) clamped onto his chest, forcing him to lurch forward in order to support them. "We mad' snick'rdoodli's. Hav' som'!" Even though Minato swore he originally had the intention of at least reprimanding the younger blonde for the unexpected action, her adorable excitement blew him off track, so that he couldn't help but smile, and let it slide like all the other times.
After all, what were men, against the power of the puppy dog eyes? They were literally useless against the terrible cuteness, best executed by chubby cuties.
Relenting, he let Juura feed him the fragrant, soft lumps.
Later, when evening dusted the skies in indigo hues, the tiny family gathered around the Uzumaki fireplace where a brilliant ball of wild embers danced. Minato still rested his ass on the cozy armchair he was forcibly fed snickerdoodles on, Kushina had opted for one not unlike Minato's and with her, was a shawl in the same shade of cherry red as her fiery hair in her prime. Their blonde charge placed herself on the family's old cushion, one large enough to 'cushion' (1) her lying flat and still leave room for a doll, with a plate of snickerdoodles beside her.
Staring at the dancing shades of hypnotizing red and orange, hazel almonds glazed in thought, her mind slowing enough to focus on singular thoughts instead of multiple, dizzy ones.
For example, what was it that her parents had been saying earlier? Focusing her bleary minds through the haze of sleep dusting her consciousness, Juura let the multiple trainings with her Father guide her through misty memories. Her Father had taught her to read body language and with her photographic memory, it was nothing short of a piece of cake for the young chibi to sort out the mumble jumbo in her mind files. Deciding who to crack first was the hard part.
Biting her lip subconsciously, Juura at last, landed on Daddy, for it was him, who was the most expressive, a classic target and the man who'd taught her the value of using a friendly smile and manner as both a shield and a weapon. Bearing both parents' teachings easily, Juura recalled the worry shielded by happy sparkles in her father's cobalt skies, the twist of fear and grim determination in the upturned grin. She pictured his lips, moving to form words full of double meanings.
Then, she pictured her Father, the being strict in appearance and teachings but tender to those who'd butted into his ice heart and chained themselves to his mind. Juura remembered the empty onyx, filled with secret heart ache at the thought of leaving his adorable child behind, the additional tightness to the unyielding line of his mouth and lips crusted with equal determination as his smooth baritone moved the air.
As for her grandparents, well, she could ask them herself.
"Pappy, Mammy, what're you dis-dis-," wrinkling her nose at the difficult word, Juura ignored it in favor of plowing on, "talking 'bout with Daddy and Fath'r?" Hearing the shift of material, hazel nut wandered away from the burning flames to stare at her grandparents, curiosity brightening thoughtful browns.
Waiting for the silence to ease was boring, so Juura settled for studying the couple. She took in the lines of white and grey scattered with red and yellow respectively, the wrinkles with tales of their birth hidden at the surface. The saddened hues of blues that returned her gaze with ripen wisdom and aged knowledge.
"Come here, Juu-chan." At length, Kushina broke the silence by the command, a hand petting her knee invitingly. Squealing in delight, the chibi blonde stood on legs nearly asleep and limped towards her grandmother, invoking a giggle with her awkward motion. Reaching the chair where the aged woman sat, Juura clambered on to her shawl covered lap, sighing in satisfaction as she leaned against the warmth.
"Daddy and Father have to go for a business trip and they're not okay with the idea of Juu-chan being alone," having checked that his granddaughter understood thus far, Minato continued. "So they brought Juu-chan to us, Daddy's parents, so we can look after Juu-chan and make sure she doesn't get hurt."
Juura wrinkled her nose, intelligence telling her that tidbit was what she already knew. It was time for some nudges.
"But Pappy," she added a whine to her voice and brought out the largeness of her hazel almonds, "Juu-chan knows that! Juu-chan thinks Daddy and Fath'r look we-we-," and a pout came into the mix, "sad."
As it was, the girl could practically see the thoughts nuking it out in Pappy's head while Mammy stayed safe by burying a nose in soft wheat. Ticklish…
"Juu-chan, Daddy and Father don't want to leave you. That's why they were sad." Speaking before her goofball of a husband could, Kushina let the words sink in the toddler's mind. "They wanted to stay with Juu-chan."
"Daddy and Fath'r did?" Sensing the oncoming pout, Minato rose from his seat to move with fluid steps towards the mahogany bookshelf stationed next to the old time kitchen. Browsing through the titles with cobalt a shade deeper than Naruto's, he retrieved a hefty, leather bound from the top shelf before returning to the girls he left behind.
Hopefully this would be enough to distract the ever curious blonde.
"Hey Juu-chan, want to see pictures of Daddy when he was your age?"
When the hazels snapped towards the title in his hands, inner Minato let out a mental cheer, delighted at being granted a reprieve from whatever Juura could pull out from her arsenal of adorableness. Adjusting himself back in his delightful chair, he let his little chibi switch to his lap before righting the leather bound, so as to prevent the weight from hurting her little legs.
Removing the cotton bit binding the ends together, the elder shifted it carefully, allowing Juura the pleasure of viewing the pure cuteness staring out at her in each picture of the photo album.
"This is Daddy?" The girl cooed in astonishment, unable to believe how her Daddy had started out. Why, he looked to be even smaller than her! No wait. Those were of his first week. Nevermind.
"Yes. This is your Daddy when he was your age." As Minato prepared to lose himself in memories, Kushina placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, something she'd gotten out of her chair to do.
And they dove into the memories of days past.
As you can probably see, this chapter takes the place of an author's note, cause those things suck. xP
Anyways... Thank you, Juura for letting me use you in this! I hope you don't mind who I made you into. Dx
Have a Happy 2012 Year! x333
(1) Is this a pun? o.O
Ja ne, Rei~