"Naruto. . ."

Uhn I'm sleepy go away. Naruto rolled over in his sleep trying to get away from the voice whispering in his ear.

Harry chuckled slightly. Grinning to himself he grabbed a hold of Naruto's blanket and yanked it to the floor pulling Naruto off the bed as well.

Naruto flew up in a fury and tackled Harry to the ground. "What was that for you meanie! I was trying to sleep! I have a big test tomorrow and need to get as much sleep as possible, jerk!"

"It's six thirty, Naruto. Class starts in half an hour." Harry said from his headlock on the floor.

"What! Oh no I have to get ready!" Naruto cried out as he jumped off of Harry and ran around the room like a chicken that just got its head chopped off. "I have to eat breakfast and get dressed and make my bed and. . .you're here." Naruto froze, seeming to have forgotten everything as he finally realized that Harry was in fact in his room and talking to him out loud.

"Of course I'm here. You think I would miss this? Today is the proudest day of my life, you are finally going to graduate." Harry said as he walked over and gathered Naruto's small frame into his arms for a big hug.

Naruto smiled as he hugged Harry back with bruising strength, tears in his eyes. "Thank you Harry." He said softly as Harry gently set him back onto his own feet.

"No problem squirt. Now get dressed while I make you breakfast, alright." With that Harry walked out of the room and to the kitchen, while Naruto changed in the relative privacy of his bedroom.

Delicious smells from the kitchen chased Naruto out of his room to see what Harry was cooking. When he reached the kitchen his eyes widened imposibly large as he jaw hit the floor. it wasn't a breakfast, it was a veritable feast!

"You must be starving, eat up. I made pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, and oatmeal and I went out earlier and bought some fruit for a fruit salad. All the foods you need to grow up and become a strong shinobi." Harry said as he laid out the bounty of food on Naruto's groaning table.

Naruto let out a cheer and quickly sat down to fill his plate. With a quickly shouted, "Ikidakimasu!"before diving headfirst into his meal. . .literally. Harry looked on in disgust fascination while in the middle of ladling porridge onto his plate, needless to say it never made it there and Harry didn't feel like eating anymore.

"Merlin, Naruto! Slow down before you choke, the foods not going to get up and run away. . .I hope." Harry mumbled the last part to himself as he contemplated food running away from being viciously torn to shreds and devoured. . .that's it he's never eating again.

Naruto blushed at Harry's rebuke and managed to slow down a little, Harry later swore he could see the sausage relaxing and the eggs stop shivering in fear. "Sorry, I just never saw so much food! And all for me!" Naruto said between bites as he slowly made his way eating through the feast.

"It's alright, I was a growing boy once," Harry said ignoring Naruto's snort and mumbled, "what do you mean once, you still are," response. "I know how it feels to seemingly have a black-hole in your stomach that never fills. I was just worried that you would choke and pass out, then I'd have to take you to the infirmary, and I'd be found out, and you would have to explain to the Hokage who I am, taking the entire day, and you would miss your exams and fail once again for the third year running."

Naruto stared at Harry in a blank stupor, egg, porridge and bacon grease on his face. "You have have to much free time if THAT'S what you worry about." He said flatly as he finished his meal and wiped off his face when he noticed Harry's disgusted look.

Harry snorted in offense, "Thanks a lot! I'll have you know that I'm a very busy person who. . ."

". . .spends half his time listening in on what I am doing." Naruto finished for him with an innocent smile.

Harry mock growled before diving for him. Naruto laughed as he jumped away and started to dodge Harry's 'attacks.' Suddenly Harry stopped with his eyes fixed on the clock. "Naruto what time did the exam start again?"

"Six O'clock, why?" Naruto asked as he turned to see what was wrong. Seeing the clock he paled, "Five fifty-six! I'm late!" He cried out as he ran out the door and towards the school.

I'll meet you there later to watch ok, we don't want me to be caught now do we. Harry's voice said in Naruto's mind as he dashed through he academy doors and skidded to his seat. He was unsurprised when an eraser bounced off his head an Iruka yelled, "You're late!" as his classmates twittered.

Naruto sat slumped down onto his desk as Iruka stood in front of the class. "For you final exam, you must each Generate a bushin! Wait here until you name is called, then come next door." Iruka told the class before calling up the first student.

Naruto was visibly panicking, but on the inside he was grinning madly. It had taken him a long time to gain enough control of his chakra to be able to form a perfect bushin; as such, it was one of his proudest accomplishments, and he couldn't wait to show off.

Finally there was only one person before his name was called, and Naruto looked around subtly for Harry. Where are you, you said you would be here? Naruto asked Harry silently as his turn came sooner and sooner.

Don't worry kid, I'm right here. Harry answered as Naruto caught sight of a slim black tail twitch out from under Iruka's desk before disappearing again. You know I wouldn't miss this for the world.

Naruto smiled in relief, then grinned cheekily as his name was finally called. Heh are they going to be surprised! Naruto thought gleefully as he walked into the testing room. As soon as Naruto walked into the room however, his smile became fixed. Something is not right. Is Mizuki, smilling at me?

So you noticed it to huh. You know something is wrong when THAT guy smiles at you. What's he up to I wonder. Harry silently responded from his hiding place under the teachers' desk. Naruto. . .

Way ahead of you. Naruto cut in before doing the hardest thing he's ever done in his life before. "Bushin-no-jutsu!" He cried out in loud clear voice, before an overly large cloud of smoke covered him then dissipated to reveal. . .