Um… hello! That's a hello just in case someone forgot to say it to you today!

There's these cute kids I baby-sit for who play Naruto video games. The five-year-old will come up to me and go, "Naruto! Hoo-kay-Ma-ki Garage!" and the two year old who goes, "I'm runnin' out of checker!" (checker instead of chakra). It's really quite adorable. But it's also strange to think that obsession can start so early… it reminds me of me as a child, only with Pokemon. At times it can seem creepy.


I'll cause you no more delay. Chapter two awaits!

"Hi, Iruka," said Kakashi, walking into the deserted classroom. "I've got pizza."

"Hey, thanks, Kakashi, I'm really hungry." Iruka stood up.

Kakashi hugged the box to his chest. "I never said I was going to give you any!"

"Ugh… thanks…" Iruka growled, sitting back at his desk.

"Where's your class? Did you kill them?" Kakashi asked hopefully. He had yet to become a squad leader soon and he wasn't quite sure if he was looking forward to it or not.

"Of course they're not dead! I gave them an outside assignment because they were being annoying. Well, Naruto was," Iruka explained.

Suddenly, voices could be heard from the hall. Naruto and Tenten walked in, Naruto saying something along the lines of, "It went at 215 mph, I swear it did! And 740 feet!"

"Speak of the devil," Iruka mumbled.

"Our flour sack blew up," Tenten explained, but she looked rather gleeful. "Can we have another?"

"It's not a flour sack, it's a child. If your child dies, you wouldn't go up to a doctor and say "Can we have another one?" You're supposed to think of this assignment as if it was real life," Iruka sighed, handing them a new one.

Naruto looked at Tenten. "Its looks came from your side of the family, okay?"

"That's such a father thing to say. Too bad we're horrible parents," Tenten said. "These flour sacks are going to be great for kunai-throwing practice."

"No, Tenten, thesechildren are good for kunai-throwing practice," Naruto corrected, oblivious to how awful that sounded.

"What are you going to call this one?" Iruka asked.

"No! Not from Harry Potter! This one is Ichiraku!" Naruto shouted. "Wait, wait, no… If I destroy it, then I'll be sad… I know! Sasuke!"

"That's so heartless of you. But fine. Sasuke it is." Iruka wrote down the name with a number two next to it under Tenten and Naruto's names.

"You know, if you kick the flour sack, it's bound to break on impact," Kakashi stated dully.

"Hmm… that's odd. I did that to Konohamaru just yesterday and he was fine," Naruto wondered. "He got a couple of scratches, but they all disappeared in a matter of seconds. Well, see you later, Iruka!"

"He's one weird kid," Kakashi said after Tenten and Naruto had left. "At least I don't have to teach him."

"Kar-ma!" Iruka said in a sing-song voice.

A few seconds of silence drifted by. As un-awkward as they were, Iruka still thought he must break it somehow.

"So, if you're going to eat that pizza, you might as well do it," Iruka suggested, he too curious as to what exactly was under his mask.

Kakashi's eyes widened as he hugged the pizza closer. "Who said I was going to eat it?!"

"Ugh… yeah, okay…" Iruka turned away, making a mental note to book tickets for the Land Hidden in the Normal.

"Shino! Shino! Look at Adorababy!" Ino cooed, lifting up their flour sack.

Shino blinked. "What did you do?"

"I made him look more like Sasuke! See? I've been saving this black, spiky wig in case our child got my hair instead of his," Ino explained, her heart spent on living the rest of her life with Sasuke. "And I got the blue shirt from Build-a-Bear and Shikamaru spray painted a fan onto it for me."

"I thought Adorababy was a girl," Shino said. "And why does our child look like Sasuke?"

Ino made a face. "Don't say our child. That sounds so wrong. Especially when you say it."

They settled Adorababy down onto a couch pillow.

"He is sort of cute," Ino muttered.

"I love him," said Shino.

Ino's first reaction was to step away, but then thought, what the heck? Why not embrace the entirety of the assignment while it's right in front of you?

"I'll get the tape recorder!" Ino squealed and danced off to capture moments of they're beloved flour sack being inanimate for them.

"Come on, Sasuke. Give me a hand here," Shikamaru growled, holding the flour sack baby.

Sasuke sighed; he hated to be interrupted while he was watching Death Note. "What's there to do? I mean, it's just a flour sack. Leave it on the table."

"Come on, Sasuke. Didn't you hear the part where Iruka said he's installed a camera in every person's flour sack to see what they're doing?" Shikamaru asked matter-of-factly.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Uh, he never said that."

"Oh. Well, he did. There's one right there, hidden in the O in Flour." Shikamaru pointed to it. Sasuke looked and certainly saw something.

"Aw, man… I guess he knows that jutsu that turns stuff into video cameras…" Sasuke growled.

So they actually decided to try, that is, after they learned that if you leave the flour sack alone, it starts blaring "GET TO WORK! GET TO WORK!" at intervals so loud that it's a good thing that they're ninjas or their ears would be bleeding.

"Okay. I'm the father. You're the mother. Start cooking dinner while I show 5 how to do work on the roof," Neji instructed in his usually military way.

"B-But Neji, I don't know how to cook!" Hinata shrieked, blushing for no particular reason.

"Don't be so useless, Hinata! Show some backbone! Just make some toast. Come, 5, I have important things to show you." Neji, so certain that his man side was about to shine through so that he could teach his son how to fix things, climbed out the window and onto the fire escape up to the roof of the rental apartment room he stayed in whenever he didn't feel like being in the humongous Hyuga mansion.

"Neji!" Hinata shouted, putting on a pink frilly apron that she supposed was the sort of the thing a doting mother and wife would wear. "Neji, maybe you shouldn't take 5 up there! He's… She's… It's…" Hinata fretted for seven minutes about what to say, until Neji popped his head in the window, giving her a death glare and shouted, "Hinata! Just finish the sentence!"

"It'sdangerousforhimtobeupthere!" Hinata said all in one breath.

Neji rolled his eyes. "Oh please, Hinata, don't be so wary all the time. It's no wonder you can never land a boyfriend. No get back to cooking."

"Y… Yes, sir…"

Neji came back in a few minutes later.

"Hinata," he said through gritted teeth.

"What is it?" Hinata asked, fear thick in her voice.

Neji's eyes narrowed so far that Hinata had to tilt her head almost completely upside-down to see if they were actually still open. "Why didn't you tell me 5 would get hurt up there?"

Hinata blinked. "But… I did tell you…"

"Good use of the italicize key! But no. You never said such a thing," Neji growled at her. "This is all your fault, Hinata! Now we must repeat the assignment. I suppose I can forgive you, though you're rather lucky."

Hinata's voice stuck in her throat. "E-Eh?"

"Come. We'd better go contact Iruka." Neji sighed end-of-the-world-ly-y.

All I can say in for Sakura and Rock Lee is that Rock Lee is wondering where he can find a green spandex suit custom made for babies.

The others… we'll get to them eventually.

Sorry for shortness, I was a bit rushed.