Naruto stirs in his sleep, fighting through the dull grey of his sleep into the opaque brightness of the waking world. His efforts are rewarded with a foggy mind and an incessant beeping for his fanfare. His tiny frame squirms in the uncomfortable bed, trying to get comfortable. His vision clears and his senses slowly come back to him, only to be assaulted by a numb pain wracking through his body.

He looked around himself, wondering where he was now. He last remembered getting some ramen from Teuchi-ossan, and then it kind of went empty. He shrugged sluggishly, writing it off as unimportant. Just then, someone entered his room, carrying a clipboard with some paper on it. A nurse, wearing dull blue scrubs, flipped a page to look at a chart then turned to look at the occupant of the bed with whom she had been charged with. A lone sky blue eye went wide while the cascading brunette hair covered the other one. She fumbled with the chart and nearly tripped, causing a murder of childish laughter to fill the room. She straightens herself up, brushing away imaginary dust to keep some form of dignity. Her figure was obscured by the mandatory uniform but she still had an appeal to her jus from her presence. Naruto imagined that that could be what a mother feels like, having a strong but caring feeling about her.

"Good to see that my favorite little man is awake," announce the soft voice of the nurse.

"I'm always happy to see my Sora-oneechan!" came the exuberant reply, though somewhat slurred from the exhaustion and painkillers.

Sora, the aforementioned attendee, walked over to Naruto's bed and checked his vitals. When everything seemed normal, she asked Naruto if he could stand upright. He slowly stood up and stretched out, giving a long and loud yawn. She checked his limbs and didn't find any problems, not even scarring from the assaults. She put on her stethoscope and asked Naruto to breathe for her. No abnormalities in heart rhythm nor in in his lungs short of some fluid that could easily be allergies as from the fiasco he went through.

"Well, you check out well enough, but you will need to stay here till you are checked out by Sarutobi-sama. He said he would stop by later around noon time so you have a few hours. Do you want me to get you some food and water?" She asks kindly, rubbing his back to soothe his aching muscles.

Naruto nods his head and mumbles thanks. Sora removes the IV and hangs up the wires, followed by shutting down his equipment before giving him a quick kiss on the brow before going back to her rounds.

Naruto sighs in comfort as the warmth from that kiss seems to spread all across his body. As he opens his eyes, a flash of color dances at the corner of his vision. He turns to look for the source, but finds nothing for his troubles. He begins to get a feeling of not being alone, and pretends to lie down and go to sleep. Just when he thinks he was imagining things, he feels something get on his bed. It's small but it moves from the foot of his bed upwards.

Naruto tries to keep from tensing but barely succeeds. As it gets closer to his head, images of monster and imps flash in his mind and he begins to pray to whatever deity that he be saved from whatever it was! He finally creates a mental will, giving all his ramen to gama-chan and his plants to Ojii, when…

He gets petted on the head.

"Sleep tight Naruto-sochi," a tiny, somewhat squeaky voice whispers.

He whips around and comes face to face with a tiny red-haired woman. She had violet eyes and a simple white dress. She was no taller than a squirrel, and she was floating a few inches off the bed. She turned to run away when Naruto plucked her out of the air and stared at her with scrutiny.

"Unhand me this instant young man or you are SO grounded -tebane!" the pixie like creature yelled as she flailed around, trying to break his grip, going so far as to bite before letting go.

"Who are you, you damn chibi!"

Naruto was slammed over the head by something behind him.

"Language child, you don't want your mother to get angry with you. Trust me," a deep and commanding voice intoned from behind.

He turned and saw a man who looked a lot like him, except his hair was longer and his eyes were a shade darker. He wore a white trench coat over what a standard jounin would wear, with flames licking the bottom of the coat.

"And what does that mean, Minato-KUN!" The red haired pixy called out, with visions of hell behind her hair, which was flying up in nine directions.

The blonde hid behind Naruto, cowering in fear. "Only that our son here needs to honor and respect his beautiful and merciful and kind and caring mother," he soothingly pleaded.

Her wrath was abated and she zoomed right to her beloved hubby, nearly squeezing the life out of him.

Naruto at this point had passed out promptly, leaving the floating people claiming to be his parents to stare at his foaming-at-the-mouth form.

… "I think we need to do some explaining, datebane."