Blonde hair and pale eyes.

Uzumaki Minato smiled happily up at his mother waving a chubby little arm up towards her face. Tiny fingers clasping around the index finger she offered along with a loving smile.

Hinata loved her son.

She watched as he crinkled his nose and cooed dragging her finger towards his mouth. Laughed when he succeeded and how his pale eyes seemed to shine with his small triumph. She didn't mind the slobber.

"It'll be a few minutes Uzumaki-san," the older brunette Jonin informed her politely glancing down at her son as he chewed contentedly at her finger.

"Thank you Namiashi-senpai," she replied. Vaguely she considered asking him again just to call her Hinata, but was interrupted when the door to the Hokage's chambers slammed open. Minato jumped at the noise and looked to his mother startled tears beginning to form.

"Raidoooooo," Naruto began when the sniffling started. Hinata shifted her son up to res his cheek against her own and patted his back trying to stop the sniffling before the actual crying could begin, "How many times do I have to tell you?" he asked not at all angry, "Hinata never has to…" he stopped when the sniffling became louder.

Slowly both men turned their heads towards the noise. She could see the fear sequestered in their eyes as the looked toward Minato, whom was clearly gearing up to begin sobbing loudly.

Both men froze.

"You've scared him Naruto-kun," she stated calmly.

Hinata wasn't the least bit surprised when a suitably ashamed Naruto took her son from her arms. It didn't catch her off guard when the man, head of the Konohagakure Hidden Village, began cooing at their child.

Pulling faces that were mildly disturbing, but made Minato laugh every time, and generally making a fool of himself.

Raido looked away. Not willing to witness and subsequently laugh at his Hokage.

Hinata noted the smile on the older man's face and couldn't help but mirror it.

If Hinata were anyone else she would be embarrassed, but she wasn't.

Uzumaki Hinata laughed delitedly along with her son. Secure in the knowledge that she was Hinata, he was Naruto and the tiny bundle pulling on the Hokage's hair was their son and she was elated in the knowledge that shoe would never want to be anyone else.