A Rainy Day
April 2nd - 'Clay feet'
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Naruto sat on a bench, just outside of the orphanage, swinging his legs and watching the pretty drops of water fall from the sky.
He really liked rain. The lady at the orphanage (meanie) hadn't explained to him how it happened, even though he'd asked her a gazillion times, so he'd come up with his own explanation - there must be a big faucet up in heaven which someone opens from time to time and just lets run. It seemed like a good idea to him.
He'd gotten in a fight earlier and had been sent outside as punishment - he was supposed to sit on the bench and not play and not have any fun for exactly a half hour. Pouting, he plopped himself down on the bench, intending to sulk the half hour away but then it began to rain and ironically, his day brightened up.
He watched, mesmerized as more and more drops fell and added to the rising amount of water on the ground. He held on tight to the bench and leaned forward, stilling his feet long enough to determine how close they were to the water. He then began swinging them once again as he wondered how long it would take the water to reach his feet. Would it reach them by the time he had to go inside? He frowned, unable to recall having ever seen water that high.
He looked over at the playground across from the orphanage and saw that the rain was turning the dirt into thick, sticky mud. His bright blue eyes widened and a small, gleeful smile dawned on his face - he might like rain but he loved mud.
Forgetting all about his punishment, Naruto got up, raced over to the playground and immediately started to jump up and down. Mud began to fly everywhere, spattering the street, the swings, the sidewalk and of course, Naruto himself. He made a game of it - putting as much force as possible into his jumps to see how far the mud would go. After about ten minutes straight, he began to feel tired and so he let himself fall backward, right into a large patch of mud. Smiling blissfully, he closed his eyes and allowed the rain to wash over him.
When exactly a half hour had passed, the proprietress of the orphanage went to call in Naruto. She let out a startled gasp when she opened the door and came face to face with a little mud monster.
Naruto looked up at her and smiled naively, not at all perturbed by the alarm on her face. She struggled to find the words, then eventually gave up and reached down and lifted the little boy up. Then she took him to the bathroom, holding him as far away from her as possible while inwardly chastising herself for not going to get him as soon as the rain started. She should have known he'd find a way to get into mischief.
As she set him down in the bathtub and started to peel off his clothes, she sighed and muttered to herself, "Oh Naruto, what am I going to do with you?"
A/N: I didn't really know what to do with this prompt but then it started to rain. I love writing about little!Naruto - it's a lot of fun. Also I know it's a bit jerky - you'll forgive me that, won't you?