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Chibi Chappy

Haru was worried, Haru was never worried. Okay so he wasn't exactly worried but he had a bad feeling in his gut. Haru had placed a localized tracking spell on Iruka, it was designed to track the man within Konoha boundaries, but Iruka was not currently within Konoha boundaries. Haru would have been truly worried if he hadn't placed a secrecy spell on Iruka before he had brought the man to his house the first time. It allowed Haru to not only make sure the shinobi was unable to spill any of his secrets (even accidentally) to anyone other than his tousan or his uncle as well as alter the man's memories of their time together. It was this spell that allowed Haru to erase the location of his house from Iruka's memories. Normally he wouldn't have needed to do this but Haru had been making some very large and pathetic missteps since meeting Iruka.

When he had first brought the drunken man to his house he had ignorantly believed Iruka would not leave his house on his own power. Truthfully Haru was planning on drugging Iruka and leaving then delivering him back to the shinobi's own apartment. Haru had been furious when he realized his slip up. Haru had been even angrier when he realized that he had revealed his preference to hunt for herbs in the Forest of Death. In all of fire country the only place to obtain the Autumn Crocus, the very flower that was resting on his kitchen table. So many mistakes in such a short period of time was unforgivable and Haru wondered if he was beginning to lose his edge.

But Haru had no time to really contemplate such things. He was due to teach the young Hyuuga so his slight uneasiness about Iruka and his own stupidity would have to wait. Haru frowned when he noticed that Hinata had already arrived. He should have been here first but had gotten distracted with helping Naruto and getting the little chibi to sleep. Silently walking forwards Haru placed his hand on Hinata's shoulder, he was hoping to earn a bit of respect for his silent and unnoticed way of approaching the girl. His tardiness had probably already dropped whatever initial respect the girl had for him and he needed her absolute respect and trust if he was to train her safely. Speaking confidently and with a calm, smooth voice Haru knew made him sound omniscient Haru brought the child's attention to him. "Today will be an assessment not a lesson."

Hinata jumped spinning around and looked up at Haru with wide pupil-less eyes. Haru could practically see the fear that the young girl held in those blank orbs but there was respect there too as well as a fierce fire burning low in their depths. Her father may have tried to break her but it was obvious to Haru that the girl was no where near broken.

"Follow me." Haru stated turning from Hinata and making his way through the kitchen and out into the small garden out the back of his shop. While Haru would not be unnecessarily cruel to the girl he also would not coddle her. She needed to know that the world was a horrible place if she had any chance of making it as a shinobi. The fear in her eyes was something she would have to battle and Haru could only give her the tools to do it. Stopping the middle of the small garden Haru turned around to study the old willow tree that reminded him of his uncle and his tousan. Haru's eye flicked to Hinata who wore a confused expression for a moment before masking it. Good, she already knew some emotion control.

"This tree is my favorite part of the garden. It is broken; I myself have tried to destroy it many times before, but not dead. It has twists and gnarls and is not particularly beautiful but it tells a tale. This is how you will end if you continue on this path. You will not be a beautiful blooming cherry blossom tree but a broken and mangled willow that can survive anything the world decides to throw at it but is never appreciated. What will you choose? A beautiful life without worries or a life filled with pain and death for the protection of your village? This can not be your father's choice it must be your own."

Haru was pleased to see Hinata thinking over her answer before responding. If she had shouted out a simple answer he would have refused to teach her no matter what he had said to the Hyuga clan head.

Hinata's eyebrows pulled together and it was nearly fifteen minutes before she gave an answer. "I do not want to fight, I don't want pain or death but if it is what is required to protect Konoha then that is the price I pay." Haru grinned almost viciously; it was a very pleasing answer.

"Then we will start by disregarding everything you were taught before this. They taught you a style not compatible with your type of chakra." Seeing the confusion in Hinata's eyes Haru expanded. "All chakra is not the same. A warrior's chakra is sharp and explosive. You have a healer's chakra, calm and flowing like a river. You can bring life or death. Slowly erode a rock or blow it to smithereens as you choose. I will teach you the proper way to use your chakra. A healer is, after all, the best killer."

Hinata thought over his words a minute before nodding her head in understanding. Haru was once again pleasantly surprised to find such an intelligent pupil. If only Naruto was more like her. Oh, Naruto was a smart boy but he did not have the patience required to learn many of the things he would need to be a successful shinobi in the future. Maybe he could train the two together. It was something he would have to contemplate later.

"You can teach me healing?" The little girl sounded so shocked! Of course Haru knew healing, his whole fighting style was based around it. Haru threw his head back and laughed. The sound was bitter and mirthful, filled with old pains and sorrows and remembered triumphs. It was crazed and slightly broken but Hinata barely flinched before composing herself. "My dear little one, what little faith you have in me! When I am done with you, you will be able to kill all of ANBU if you wish. Even the Kages will not be able to stand in your way!" Except for Naruto. Haru would make sure Naruto was the strongest shinobi to exist, stronger than Haru himself.

Hinata looked scared then happy all at the same time. She had so wished to be powerful but she did not always wish to hurt. This would give her a chance to fulfill her dreams. Haru guided Hinata to a bench hidden behind the willow tree and sat her there. "You know how to meditate, yes?" Haru had a general idea about her power but to get full knowledge of what he would have to teach her he would need to enter her mind. The easiest way to do this was to have her meditate. Hinata hadn't realise it but her assessment had started the moment they entered the garden and would end after her meditation.

"Yes Haru-sama," Hinata nodded her head, voice trembling only slightly. The sides of Haru's mouth twitched ever so slightly. Before Haru was done with her, Hinata would be able to captivate a crowd with one word.

~~~~~~~Later on~~~~~~

Haru groaned quietly as he landed in his apartment with a soft pop, barely a whisper of wind. The difference in magic and chakra allowed him to apparate almost silently an unexpected but welcome development. Haru was especially grateful as he didn't want to wake Naruto up. He was tired enough as it was after delving through Hinata's mind all day. It only emphasized the fact that Haru had been neglecting some of his training. Being in Hinata's mind for so long should have even winded him but right now he was tired, still fully functional but tired. Haru hadn't learned anything too unexpected from Hinata's mind, but there was one thing that had surprised him.

The young girl's will was incredible. She had survived most of her life by willpower alone and was stronger than anyone Haru had known at her age, except for Naruto of course. Once Haru was able to bring Hinata's confidence to the forefront she would be able to go anywhere she wanted in life. And hopefully she would be willing to befriend Naruto.

Haru sighed as his thoughts turned to the little chibi he had been periodically taking care of for the past five years.

Haru loved the little chibi, there was no doubt about that. Haru loved Naruto as much as he loved his uncle and Tousan. Each one was different and powerful in their own way. His chibi, Naruto, had the most chakra Haru had ever seen and had to be the most resilient person in the world. His Tousan was the Hokage, he ruled over a shinobi village and made life changing decisions that affected people everyday. His uncle ran ROOT and, while Haru despised ROOT, he loved his uncle.

Haru scowled, no matter how much he loved his uncle he couldn't condone the loss of a childhood. Looking out of his window he noticed that it had became dark while he was musing. The one thing that Haru would forever be grateful for was that Naruto never went into ROOT; he had never seen that darker side of human life. Well that was not strictly true. Naruto was very familiar with hate and misdirected anger; the villagers gave him plenty of knowledge in that area. Naruto had even suffered multiple beatings but never had Naruto gone through a true torture session or been betrayed by people he once considered family.

When Haru had first seen the looks that the civilians had given Naruto, it had taken all of his willpower not to snarl and slit their throats. It had taken his steel will not too sneak into their houses and torture everyone that had ever harmed Naruto or gave him a dirty look. Haru had vengeance and rage burning through his veins but knowing that if anything happened to him Naruto would be on his own, with no one to look after him, no one to feed him, clothe him, no one to read him a bedtime story that was the one thing that Haru could never do. Haru could never abandon the chibi so Haru stayed his hand and waited. Haru waited and planned, he didn't want those who had hurt his little one too get away with it, Haru wanted them to pay with their blood but now wasn't the time.

Taking one last look out of the window Haru noticed the stars twinkling, he wondered if, wherever Iruka was he was enjoying the same view as him. Then he shook his head and went off to bed. It was stupid of him to wonder such a thing.