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Niwasae Shiina
"He's running naked though the city." Itachi said as he looked Kisame in the eye in his crisp black suit.
Hoshigaki Kisame was the Heir to his Clan and childhood friends with the emotionless ice block known as Uchiha Itachi. He sighed inwardly and looked down at the ground before looking up at the sky.
Kisame had just flown in from Europe, with the rest of the Clan, to Japan and was in need of some serious R&R after having a bit of trouble at the luggage department in the airport. He ignored the looks people were shooting at the two of them and mentally strangled Itachi's otouto. His short and slightly wavy black hair was slightly disheveled from running his fingers through it in frustration. His dark caramel 6'7" muscular and sturdy frame slouched a bit as he closed his chocolate colored eyes.
'Kami, I should've never picked up the damn phone.' Kisame thought as he opened his eyes to glare at the crowd before examining his friend.
Itachi was the epitome of an Uchiha male. He was about 6'5" and had a muscular build. He had the pale skin and the raven black hair. His hair was kept in a low ponytail hanging over his right shoulder. He had a mature, intimidating, and aloof presence that was heightened by the lines running down his face. The heir of the Uchiha Clan, however, had one distinct and rare feature that was only present in their ancestor, Uchiha Mandara, the Mangekyo. Those garnet eyes that had a pin-wheel for a pupil would spin illusions on enemies or prey.
Kisame sighed loudly this time. Today was a very important day to the Clans, and Sasu-gaki not cooperating was not a good thing. The reason being that: during the late Medieval Period when the Dragons were on the brink of extinction, the Dragon Clans were granted human forms by Kami to preserve their noble race.
To show their appreciation to Kami, there would be a grand celebration every anniversary of that day. All the Clans had to come. No exceptions.
Kisame had a bad feeling when Itachi called and Sasuke naked and missing was a very bad thing. The brat just had to choose this day of all days to go streaking.
Damn it all.
Uzumaki Naruto frowned as he stared out the glass doors. He rubbed his sapphire blue eyes and tilted his head to the side. Soft petal pink lips opened before closing with a snap. He stood from the sofa, revealing his slender and lightly toned 5'8" stature, and walked towards the garden doors. His golden blond hair was pulled up into a mid-high ponytail that reached his mid-back. His peach colored skin glowed with a light tan and brought out the scars on his cheeks that gave his face a more exotic look.
"Naruto are you ready to leave ye—why is there a naked baby in the garden?" Minato asked as he went to stand by his effeminate son.
"I was just going to find out Tou-san." Naruto said; his soft voice laced with confusion.
"Well, you better find out fast before he tears up your mother's rose bed and gets any dirtier." Minato said as the baby started playing with the dirt.
"Of course." Naruto said and walked out silently towards the child.
Minato watched his son for a little longer before sitting on the couch his son previously occupied.
Minato was a masculine version of his son; taller too. His shoulder length shaggy blond hair and deep blue eyes complemented his height of 6'3" and well toned build.
He sighed as he thought of a way to get his son away from the baby ward and around people his own age. Ever since Naruto was of age to join the adults, he refused and stayed with the children instead. He cared for them and watched over them until the festival was over, not wanting to interact with anyone else.
'This year is going to be different!' he thought with determination totally disregarding the fact that the same thing happened every year.
He looked at his son again and smiled softly as he watched the child fall under Naruto's spell.
'I guess I can let him off this year.' Minato thought.
"Naru-chan!" the small child yelled when he spotted the blond.
"Sasu-chan, what are you doing here? And where are your clothes?" Naruto asked as he swept the young Uchiha into his arms and away from the dirt.
"I wanted to see you." Sasuke said.
"The party starts in 2 hours, couldn't you have waited?" Naruto asked kindly.
"No." Sasuke pouted.
"Where are your clothes," Naruto repeated. "And how did you find me?"
"My clothes are in the trash can at home, and I found you by smelling you out." Sasuke said proudly.
Naruto was dumbstruck.
"You smelled me out?"
"Yup!"
"Are you sure, he's a drakling? He sounds more like a dog." Minato said from behind Naruto.
"I'm not a dog!" Sasuke said hotly with a furious pout.
"Tou-san…" Naruto started.
"Fine, fine….though I do wonder what Fugaku's doing right now. It's not everyday you see an Uchiha streaking through the city." Minato said with a thoughtful look.
Naruto just shook his head and sighed as he carried Sasuke to the bathroom. Sasuke smirked as he nuzzled his face into Naruto's neck.
He had a pretty good idea what his dear Tou-san was doing right now.
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Mikoto stared as her husband stopped breathing and his pupils dilate before he started to struggle breathing.
"Shizune, call Tsunade-sama and get The Bag!!" Mikoto shouted as she rushed to her mate.
"Hai!"
"Breathe anata (dear) breathe!"
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"Is your dad taking this okay?" Kisame asked after 30 minutes of searching with Itachi.
Itachi, in the process of getting reports from others, paused.
"You know what happened last time the gaki pulled a stunt."
"I'm sure he's fine." 'Not.'Itachi said and pressed the 'Call' button on his phone.
"If you say so." Kisame said doubtfully.
"Hn."
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"Mikoto, this better be important for Shizune to pull me out of—oh for the love of Kami!" Tsunade grumbled as she took in the sight before her.
Fugaku was on the sofa and breathing into The Bag.
The Bag was exactly that, a bag…a brown paper bag to be precise. You could tell it was used frequently because it looked like a miniature Grand Canyon.
Mikoto was by her husband and fanning him with a folded piece of paper. Shizune, Tsunade's apprentice, was handing him a glass of water when he was able to breathe properly.
Tsunade let out a long-suffering sigh. This was one of the reasons why she hated being a healer.
"What did the gaki do this time?" she asked.
"Sasuke-kun has decided to run away from home without any clothes on his back." Mikoto said calmly.
"I swear to Kami, that boy is becoming more like Jiraiya by the minute." Tsunade said.
"Tsunade-sama!" Shizune exclaimed as in shock.
Mikoto sighed and handed Fugaku The Bag when he let out a strangled noise.