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Irony and Inari teamed up, that's how he got into that world. Honestly, what would you expect from a deity of humor and the patron goddess of foxes (who happen to be reknown as tricksters)?

He's a guy who turned up in the middle of nowhere and saved people he knew were demons-ish. Would you be suspiscious?

And yeah, he gets questioned in this chapter, and predictably he pussy-foots the subject.

Note:

1.) Kitsune are supposed to go nuts for deep fried tofu.

2.) The candied grasshoppers is in reference to foxes eating grasshoppers and liking sweets.

Aside from Whisper, there were nine people and a pig in the large airy room. Naruto was standing at the door with an older nin, the red-haired 'Fuzzy Maraca' stood to the side of the room with a blond girl holding a tessen and a…person with purple face-paint, and, last but not least, were the four standing around the desk towards the other end of the room. There was a girl around Naruto's age with pink hair and eyes almost as green as Suichi's, there was an old and with spiky white hair, a dark-haired girl holding the pig, and, seated behind the desk, a blonde woman with blue eyes and…

Whisper stared.

He couldn't help it; the blonde woman's chest was just so big.

'Thank you, Inari-sama!' Youko crowed in Whisper's mind when he saw the woman, causing Whisper to blush like the eleven-year-old he was and look away coyly.

"Is something the matter?"

Whisper glanced at the woman before looking down again, shoulders hunched. "No. Nothing."

Naruto giggled from his place by the door. Either him, or it was the ninja with the eye-patch, mask and white hair, who happened to be setting a bad example by reading an orange book Whisper was almost positive was a dirty comic.

The woman raised an eyebrow, but let it pass. "Very well. I am Tsunade, Hokage of Konoha, the Hidden Village of Leaf. On behalf of the people, I wish to extend our thanks in helping one of our genin to return to his village safely, nearly at the cost of your own life. We ask what you would wish for as a reward?"

Whisper blinked. "Reward? I actually get a reward?" At Tsunade's nod, Whisper frowned and pondered, then brightened. "Do you have any candied grasshoppers? And some deep fried tofu?"

Everyone but Whisper, the masked nin (who was too busy reading his 'book') and the red-head face-faulted.

The busty blonde managed to haul herself up using the desk so she could stare incredulously at the young blue and black clad nin before her. "You risked life and limb for the brat, then ask for food as your reward? Where's your ambition? What kind of nin are you?

Whisper shrugged. "Yes, non-existent and a bad one. Can I have my tofu now?"

Everyone stared at the hopeful teenager for a long moment before Naruto broke down into a laughing fit.

Tsunade sighed. This kid was a weird one. "Yes. Fine." She waved her hand at the nin next to the door. "Kakashi. Go get our guest his tofu."

"Deep fired! And don't forget the candied grasshoppers!"

Tsunade almost shuddered at his semblance to Naruto at that moment. She sighed again. "Go." She said to the Copy Nin.

Kakashi left the room, confirming Whisper's suspicions by giggling again.

Someone cleared their throat.

All eyes turned to the fire-top and his companions as they stepped forward to address Whisper.

"I, Gaara of the Desert, Kazekage of Suna, The Hidden Village of Sand, wish to thank you for your assistance. If you had not come when you did, neither Naruto nor I would have been able to escape the Akatsuki." Gaara paused. "Why did you help us anyway?"

Whisper shrugged again. "Seemed like a good idea at the time."

Everyone still standing joined their companions on the floor.

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Tired of Whisper's inane and abstract answers to her questions on his village of origin ("East of the sun and West of the moon…or thereabouts."), his clan ("Just call me Whisper. I'm just as embarrassed by them as they are of me."), his nin rank ("Rank? I got kicked out of the academy before I could graduate. Something about the teachers refusing to teach me." (He had no idea where that came from.)), what he was doing in the area at the time ("Looking. Wandering. Thinking. Blowing stuff up." (And, yes, he did get a few funny looks for that last one.)) and such, Tsunade got frustrated and threw him out of her office, telling Naruto to show him around.

So now, Whisper was happily sitting on top of a giant head carved into the cliff face overlooking the village and eating his deep fried tofu; his pack and a big bag of candied grasshoppers to his right and Naruto to his left, stuffing his face with miso ramen.

"Hey, dobe! I heard you ran into some trouble."

Naruto promptly choked on his ramen while Whisper half-turned to see who was behind them, chopsticks still at his lips as he chewed his tofu.

He blinked.

"Oh, look. A mini-Itachi."

Quote: I lay in bed last night, looking at the stars, when it occured to me. "...Where the Hell's my roof?"