Minako glanced behind her to see Naruto sleeping soundly. Not surprising considering it was only four in the morning, but it bought her enough time to get some quality alone time. She ignored the small part of her that warned her that Naruto would react badly when he finds her missing, it wasn't her problem. She coddled him for like a week already. Besides, Naruto needed to learn not to depend too much on her, otherwise he'd never become the Naruto she knew.

She closed the door to their apartment quietly.

They had no neighbors so she didn't worry about getting caught or anything. As for a kid wandering Konohagakure alone, well she was sure no one would bat an eye once they saw it was her and that maybe there were Anbu following her. It would be stupid if Hiruzen left her and Naruto unprotected after all.

She breathed in a breath of fresh air once she stepped out on the streets of Konohagakure.

"Today..." She trailed off with a frown as a thought suddenly hit her.

Could she still speak English?

"One." She gritted her teeth together as the Japanese 'Ichi' escaped her mouth instead of English.

"One." A satisfied smile escaped her. So she hadn't lost her ability to speak English and despite not knowing whether or not it would help her one day, she was glad she could.

The language connected her to her real home after all. Her ability to speak English represented her hope. Something she wouldn't give up on without a fight, because she owed it to her family and friends.

She aimlessly wandered around Konohagakure as she let her thoughts consume her.

Whoever was responsible for her currently snagging the body of Minako Uzumaki obviously had plans for her. Obviously, she had to figure them out herself, otherwise she wouldn't be so unknowing of her situation. A list of possibilities ran through her head. Help Naruto? That would explain why she was placed so close to him, but that logic would apply to the village too. Help Konoha? She'd say let Konoha help itself, no way was she going to get involve with those damned politics. Or maybe she was thinking from the wrong angle. Maybe she was just sent to mess things up?

Nah.

She didn't care. So by that logic, she had nothing to reason her situation with.

Following that logic would mean she had to decide things on her own. Who to help, what to do, how far to get involved, etc. She wasn't really keen on pulling a Naruto and optimistically save everyone, nope, she'll leave that to the real Naruto. Who happened to be her twin. Freaking amazing once the full realization set in, if you asked her. But everyone knew how the saying goes.

The more amazing, the more risks. Or was it only Minako who said that? Hmm, she'd have to ask her...ah, there's that home sickness she needs for an average day stuck inside Minako Uzumaki.

One thing Minako could say for sure, she was glad she didn't have a name like Naruto, despite the meaning behind the naming. Because really, being stuck with a butchered version of Minato's name was better than being named after food. Dodged a bullet with that one. OR should she say dodged a kunai? No? Well, she thought it was pretty funny.

Snorting to herself she stopped walking. "I am lost." She blandly realized.

She came to one conclusion: she still had her shitty sense of direction. Joy.

Thirty minutes later an Anbu arrived, proving both her theory right and the fact that ninjas were dicks, and basically manhandled her to the Hokage's office.

"Mina!" She was immediately tackled into a hug by a sobbing Naruto.

Sighing, she returned the hug while feeling like a huge jerk, maybe she'd pull off on making Naruto independent for two more years. "Naru, don't cry." Because really, she wasn't good with kids crying.

Her statement only seemed to make Naruto sob harder and she sent a pleading look to the Hokage. He must have taken pity on her, because he proposed to go eat ramen.

Truth be told, Minako much preferred homemade food, but ramen wasn't so bad. She liked pork ramen best though, with lots of side dishes. Being an Uzumaki apparently meant having a black hole as a stomach.

Minako always found a morbid amusement in seeing people panic.

Even that got boring after five minutes of seeing Naruto panicking and blabbing about how ramen could fix things. It got annoying a minute after it got boring, a fact which her nurse seemed to agree on as she glared at Naruto. Or maybe the nurse was a dick to every Jinchuriki too. Maybe both.

"Naruto, calm down."

"BUT YOU'RE HURT!"

"So? It doesn't hurt." Minako shrugged earning a look from her nurse. "Wait outside, I'll be there in five." She waved Naruto off.

Her twin reluctantly left.

"Does it really not hurt?" Her nurse asked poking her swollen wrist.

"It hurts like hell." Minako winced away from the touches. "Naruto's just a headache when he's emotional." She stated as an explanation while the nurse used her magic chakra hands to defy everything Minako ever knew and cure her wound. Needless to say, it felt weird. Especially when her mind was telling her it shouldn't be possible, while it was the norm in the world she was in.

"Sooo," Minako drawled. "Any chance I could become a medic-nin?"

"No." The nurse bluntly said.

"Thank you, for crushing my non-existent dream of dealing with rabid ninjas. Really, thanks."

If anything the nurse seemed briefly amused. Maybe she wasn't that much of a jerk as Minako thought. "Thank you for healing me as well, miss..." Minako suddenly felt a bit bashful.

"You may call me Yakushi-san."

'Shit.'

"...ah, okay."

Needless to say Minako added avoiding hospitals to her list of don'ts in the Naruverse.

Minako found out what her new hobby in the Naruverse would be. Something which greatly amused her, yet probably annoyed others. Getting lost and having her Anbu 'buddies' help her find her way back to...

A. The Hokage's office, where she would either get lectured or get to learn some new kanji.

B. Her and Naruto's place, where she'd laze around.

Really, Minako would be lost without her buddies.

She smiled as she was dumped into the Hokage's office. "Jii-san." She greeted noticing that there was an old lady as well. "Um, good afternoon m'am." She greeted politely.

"This must be Minako Uzumaki, the quiet one." The old lady noted. "My name's Koharu Utatane." She introduced herself. "What brings you here?" She questioned.

Minako stared at her for a moment as if she held all the answers, which was a possibility. "I wanted Jii-san to get me some books." She smoothly lied omitting her shitty sense of direction.

"Dedicated, are we?" Koharu mumbled glancing at Hiruzen. "She has potential. Fear not, I won't tell Danzo."

Hiruzen relaxed.

"Koharu-sama?" The two elders turned their attention back to Minako who had a shy smile. "Um, were you perhaps a shinobi?"

"Once upon a time." Koharu humored her.

"Then, if you don't mind, maybe you can tell me about it sometime?"

"Perhaps."

Minako smiled. "I won't be a bother, I promise."

"Hmm, if you are really interested I suppose I have time three days from now. I shall make the arrangements and let you know before hand."

Minako nodded feeling victorious.

Why? Because Koharu Utane was on team Tobirama, meaning maybe the woman knew a little about Fuinjutsu, which gave Minako an excuse for her future interest in the subject.

Another difference between the Uzumaki twins, Minako could be manipulative if the situation called for it.