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Naruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto

Act 4
Seeking

"How's your ice cream, Haru-chan?"

"Really good, Minato-san!"

After lunch, just like Rin promised, I got my ice cream! It was sea salt flavored. You know the blue one, that's salty but sweet? The one that can be shared because of the two sticks. I shared mine with Rin of course, since they think that eating two will be too much for me. Though I like the flavor, I'm a little upset that they don't have coffee caramel fudge or mint with chocolate chips and fudge brownies.

Best of all, guess who's riding on Minato's shoulder? Me of course! The Yellow Flash offered this adorable little girl to sit on his shoulder while eating ice cream as long as I don't let any drip on his fabulous hair.

"What's the matter, Bakashi? Don't wanna take a bite?" Obito shoved his half-eaten ice cream to Kakashi's face, teasing the stuck-up boy.

Kakashi glared at the sweet treat, his eyes narrowing. "I don't want to eat something that's been eaten by you. It's disgusting." He threw his face away, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What do you mean disgusting?!" Obito yelled angrily, clearly offended.

"Boys, boys! Calm down!" Minato stood between the two, giving me a view of the top of their hair. Boy! They were tiny compared to Minato!

Kakashi was too cool for ice cream, but I think that he just wants to keep his baby face hidden until 466 episodes later. Or in this case, around fifteen more years perhaps? Yeah, I think that's right.

Too bad Shisui and Kushina can't join us. Kushina has to meet up with her bestie, I assume it's Mikoto, and she offered to take Shisui back to the Uchiha compound. I learned that the Uchiha compound is not far from the Hyuuga. It wasn't isolated from the rest of the village, but I just guess that the Kyuubi attack didn't happen yet.

"Just you wait! When I became chuunin, I'm going to crush you!" Obito shouted.

Oh yeah, he became chuunin around eleven… and get crushed by a frigging boulder around thirteen. Not a very good way to celebrate Kakashi's promotion to jounin. I'm turning three next year in April. I have around two years to try and warn Obito about the incident without telling him he's going to get crushed by a giant rock. I mean if I did tell him straight forwardly, he might get scared and back down from being a shinobi.

If I don't… then he might become Madara's goons or more precisely Zetsu's goons.

"Why so quiet, Haru-chan? You didn't drop any on my hair now, did you?" Minato asked in a teasing voice.

I laughed, shaking my head. "Nu-uh! I was just thinking!"

"Oh? What are you thinking about?" He asked.

I hummed, placing a finger on my chin. "I was thinking about ice cream!" I cheered happily, throwing my hand in the air while taking a bite from the ice cream. I scrunch my nose when the brain freeze came. Ugh.

Rin giggled. "You're going to spoil your dinner if you keep on eating ice cream, Haru-chan." She said, looking up to me on Minato's shoulder. "You should eat more vegetables and one day you will become strong." She winked.

I stink my tongue out. "Bleh! I hate vegetables!" because kids do hate vegetables. I kinda like vegetables, except broccoli, I hate broccoli, but kids liking vegetables? I think it's too perfect if a kid loves vegetables. "They're icky and green! And gross!" I huffed.

"I agree Haru-chan! They're icky!" Obito said, appearing beside Minato. I reached my hand out to him and he got the picture. He high-fived with me and grinned. "Meat is better than vegetables!" he laughed.

"Obito! You're a shinobi! You should eat healthier food!" Rin chided, a hand on her hip as she gave him a slight glare. One thing I learn about Rin today is that her angry or stern face is…not very good. Her face's too pretty to do any of that. Her face muscles aren't made for that. I found it interesting.

One day I might have to disguise myself as her and I need to gather a person's character to the core. I don't need a jutsu to impersonate someone. I just need some make up, wigs and latex masks to do it. It's harder than the jutsu, but I'm sure that it's going to be super awesome because I don't think the Uchiha's Sharingan can look through my disguise. Not a jutsu! It's pure skills! Haha!

"Y-Yes Rin-chan." Obito replied, scratching the back of his head. His cheeks were red from embarrassment. Ah…young love.

I sniggered behind my hand. I finished my share of ice cream and Obito was kind enough to throw my stick to the trashcan. Not like someone I know… that's right Kakashi, I'm looking at you.

"Are you tired, Haru-chan?" Minato asked.

I shook my head. "Nope! Nu-uh! No way! I'm not sleepy! I can play all day!" I puffed my chest out smugly.

"Sure you are." Minato said. I think that was sarcasm.

Really! I'm not sleepy!

We're on our way back to my house, since it's almost time for my nap. Just so you know, I don't take naps. The Magician Extraordinaire don't take naps. I just make my parents or anyone babysitting me think that I'm having my nap.

Suddenly a yawn escaped my lips, making everyone, but Kakashi, giggled or in Minato and Obito's case…manly giggles.

Just this once. I think I'm gonna take a nice long nap.

"Haru-chan! I'm home!"

"Tou-chan! Welcome home!"

It was after five that dad decided to slam the front door open. I ran up to him and he embraced me tightly, giving my cheeks kisses. I laughed when he lifted me up and carried me on his hip.

"Did you miss me? I'm sorry I couldn't come home earlier!" Dad apologized as he entered the house and closed the door behind him.

I shook my head. "It's okay! I had fun! Obito played blocks with me!" I told him. I woke up around an hour and played blocks with Obito before dad came. I had fun making castles with him. We even roleplayed a little. He was the brave shinobi who battled thousands of evil shinobi to rescue the princess, which is me, I wanted to be the magician, but he said the princess role is the only available role. Apparently the evil shinobi is Kakashi, so we annoyed the heck out of him for fun. "And we played lots of things too! It was really fun!"

Dad gasped dramatically. "Even more fun that playing with your tou-chan?!"

I giggled. "Nope! Different!"

Dad kissed my forehead before he politely showed the babysitting team the door. "Thank you so much for babysitting my daughter, Namikaze-san." He said and the two shook hands.

Minato smiled. "No problem at all, Fujino-san. Your daughter is very talented, that's for sure." He said.

"Goodbye, Haru-chan! We'll see you later!" Rin waved goodbye.

"Next time, I'll even let you be the brave shinobi!" Obito grinned.

"Hn." Kakashi grunted.

I grinned happily. "I like having you guys for a babysitter! I hope you guys can play with me again!" I smiled cutely and waved my hand goodbye. We watch as the team of four walk away and disappeared into the main street. I turned to face dad. "Where's kaa-chan?" I asked.

Dad suddenly froze. "Uh… you see…"

I blinked. She… she…she didn't really… you know…?

It's a bit too early for a tragic backstory isn't it?

"Your obaa-san's flu is… far worse than expected so she has to stay over for the night."

Oh… oh….

Fuh! Thank Kami! I thought mom was gone forever!

I sighed in relief. "So what's for dinner?" I asked.

Dad froze again. "W-We're going out for dinner, Haru-chan." He stuttered.

My dad might be the best dad in the whole shinobi nations, but his cooking is downright terrible! I don't think his cooking is edible! He tried to cook something special for me once and it didn't turn out pretty. He tried making miso soup, but it turned to something what I call a nightmare! It was black and it has scrambled tofu floating around the surface. This is why mom does all the cooking.

"Can we go now? After playing I'm hungry!" I patted my stomach.

Dad laughed. "Now? Are you sure?"

I nodded my head. "Uh-huh! The good restaurant's going to be full if we go late!"

"If you say so!"

He placed me down and held my hand. He locked the house and we were off to the market! We rarely went out to eat because mom's cooking is already delicious! But in this case, I need real food and my poor stomach can't handle dad's special.

We walked along the street of restaurants. I took a whiff and everything smells so good! But dad wasn't stopping or even looking at the restaurants! He just kept on walking straight to who knows where. I just go along with him. Whatever place he picks, I'll go with it! Well, as long as it doesn't have black miso or broccoli, I'm in.

We eventually stopped in front of a small restaurant. It was between two large ones that has plenty of hungry customers waiting in front. Compared to the two, it was barely noticeable if it wasn't for the light colored doors. Dad slide the door open and we entered the restaurant. It wasn't too fancy, but it has a homey feeling to it. There were stools by the bar and a few tables too. No one was inside, but it's a plus for me because the two of us are very loud! Dad closed the door behind him when a man came out from to greet us.

"Tadashi!" The man greeted with a laugh. "It's rare for you to come during dinner. What brings you here?" he leaned over the counter.

Dad sheepishly scratch the back of his neck. "Miwa's not home tonight." He said as he sat on the stool and helped me to sit beside him.

"Hahaha! Figures!" the man barked out a laugh. He placed the drinks in front of us when he finally noticed the little girl sitting beside her dad. "And who's this little angel?"

"My daughter, Haru-chan! Isn't she just the cutest?!" Dad gushed. He suddenly went to 'Maes Hughes' mode.

I smiled cutely and waved my hand. "Hello! I'm Haruka! But people call me Haru for short!" I introduced cheerfully.

The man laughed again. "Why it's nice to finally meet you Haru-chan. I'm Dai, your tou-chan's friend." He introduced, giving a smile. He leaned closer and covered his mouth with his hand. "Just between you and me, your tou-chan is really bad at cooking." He whispered.

I giggled. "I know! I tried his famous black miso!" I whispered back.

Dai placed a hand on his chest, shaking his head. "Oh kid… I feel so sorry for you." He said with his eyes closed. "You know what? I'll cook you my famous gyozas for free! Considered it as a gift because your tou-chan almost poisoned you with his terrible cooking." He grinned.

"What?! Dai!" Dad shouted, completely embarrassed.

"Oh don't deny it, Tadashi. Your cooking sucks. Even your daughter hates it, isn't that right Haru-chan?" Dai turned to me, giving a smirk.

I nodded my head and turned dad. "I love you tou-chan, but I can't eat your food." I smiled.

"Haru-chan…" He sulked.

I swing my feet as I waited for Dai to finish cooking the gyozas he promised. I took the tissue to occupy myself from boredom. I began to fold the think tissue paper into origami. I turn the plain tissue to something pretty to look at. It was a tissue crane. It was supposed to be a paper crane, but in this case, tissue crane is best to name the origami.

I kept on making the tissue crane and tissue roses. I have nothing better to do. Although, I did talk a lot while making the tissue origami.

Finally, ten minutes later, the gyozas were done and boy do they look good!

"Dig in, Haru-chan!" Dai said as he placed the plate of gyozas in front of dad and me.

There's also a small bowl of rice for me. We break our chopsticks and said 'itadakimasu' in unison.

I took a bite from the gyoza and it was heaven. "It's so good!" I exclaimed as I dig in, taking a huge bite.

Dai laughed, giving dad a smug look. "I'm glad you liked it, Haru-chan." He said.

Dad huffed, clearly defeated.

I happily ate my dinner when the door suddenly opened.

"Dai! Give me six plates of your gyozas!" the voice exclaimed.

Dai nodded and went straight to work. I glanced over to see who has the stomach big enough to eat that much food. My eyes widened when it's the famous Akimichi. It was Akimichi Chouza! And he's with the famous Yamanaka Inoichi and the famous Nara Shikaku! Okay, everyone's famous in Naruto, but wow! These guys are parents and legends! Not Yellow Flash legend, but still!

Inoichi was the first to notice dad. "If it isn't Tadashi. What brings you here?" he asked with a wide smile.

"Miwa's out for tonight." Dad answered.

"Figures… oh? Who's this? No wait…. You must be the famous Haru-chan." Inoichi said, leaning down to face me.

I nodded my head. "Yup! That's me alright!"

"Your tou-san always talks about you nonstop when he's at work." Inoichi said.

I blinked. At work? Wait a minute… Does dad work in the Intel division?! How come I didn't know that?

"Haru-chan, meet tou-chan's friends. Inoichi, Shikaku and Chouza. Guys, meet my precious cute daughter, Haru-chan." Dad introduced, ruffling my hair.

I placed my bowl of rice down and turned on my chair. I cleared my throat and offered both my empty hands at them. I covered my left palm with my right hand and began to move my hands together. And when I open them, three tissue flowers appeared in my hands.

"It's nice to meet you, tou-chan's friends!" I said cheerfully as I held out the tissue flowers. Hey, I ran out of real flowers, okay? Shisui took them all.

The three of them blinked, completely surprised. Inoichi was the first one to snap out of it. "Why, thank you, Haru-chan." He took one.

Shikaku and Chouza took one too.

"Thank you, Haru-chan." Chouza said, taking a seat beside Inoichi.

"I can see what Tadashi was blabbering about now." Shikaku said as he took a seat beside me. "So this is the famous 'flower magic'." He inspected the tissue flower.

I resume eating the delicious gyozas. If I pretend to be the innocent little girl, they might talk something about work and I might know more about dad's job in the Intel Division. I listened carefully. But at the end, I didn't get anything. They really do know how to separate work and normal life apart. Not one word was about work or the on-going war that I wasn't supposed to know about. Oh they're good… too good. But nothing I can't fix.

I turned to face dad with a few rice stuck on the corner of my lips. "Hey tou-chan! Where do you do your work?" I asked.

Dad laughed and cleaned my face with a complimentary wet towel. "Your tou-chan works in a very secret place where he becomes a hero by day and a very loving dad by night." He answered.

"A hero? Cool!" I beamed.

Inoichi chuckled. "Your tou-san's job is very tough." he said.

Chouza nodded his head in agreement. "Yes, he always has to look tough because a lot of people depends on him."

Hero by day, tough and people depends on him…

…

I got nothing. It's not specific enough.

All I know is that my dad can never be part of the interrogation unit. He's too handsome for that! He can't look scary. He doesn't have that thing in his eyes that could make his opponent freeze and pee in his pants like Ibiki could. Though… he could be in the Seduction unit…. Nah! Dad would never do that. He has my beautiful mom. Besides, mom would definitely kill him if he flirts with other women than her.

"Why so curious Haru-chan?" Shikaku asked, taking a sip from his sake.

I grinned. "I just wanna know what tou-chan's work is! I know kaa-chan is a baker! But I don't know what tou-chan's work is." I answered childishly. "Do you work like Minato-san?" I asked curiously. I really am curious now.

Dad smiled. "I do."

"Wow! Can you do all that thing? Like zoom and poof?" I asked again.

Dad hummed. "Not all shinobi's skills are the same, Haru-chan. For example, Namikaze's san is teleportation while your tou-chan uses special ninjutsu to help people." He explained.

That kind of shortens it. Uses a special jutsu… definitely not Seduction unit. Could be jutsu research.

"Are you interested in being a shinobi, Haru-chan?" Dad asked, even though he knew that I was too young to answer this. Most kids will follow their parent's footsteps, being a shinobi or even a shop owner.

I smirked and crossed my hands. "You know what I want to be when I grow up, tou-chan." I said, closing my eyes. I threw my arms up in the air and a few colorful streamers came out. "I want to be the best magician the world has ever seen!"

"A magician?" Chouza asked.

I nodded. "A magician is a person who does awesome tricks." I explained.

"You don't want to be a shinobi like your tou-san?" Inoichi questioned, staring at me weirdly. I don't think he has ever heard the word magician too. I don't blame him.

I shook my head. "Tou-chan is a hero, but I want to be a hero in another thing! I want to be a hero in entertainment! Like dancing or singing, but different because I'm a magician!"

Dad patted my head. "You'll be a great magician one day, Haru-chan."

And one day I shall.

But right now. I want to know what dad works as.

I'm a persistent little kid. I can get something out. Probably.

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