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"Who knew my tomboyish student has a feminine side to her?"

Naruto rolled her eyes as Jiraiya stared down at the scrambled eggs placed on the table. The smell of eggs tickled her nose, almost forcing her to go for another round of breakfast but time was of the essence. In just two hours, school would begin and the last thing Naruto needed was to be late for school again.

So she settled with just drinking some milk. "Don't get used to me cooking breakfast for you."

The Toad Sannin sighed, looking almost disappointed by her answer, but the blond-haired girl took a sip of her milk. A relaxed sigh escaped from her lips and her eyes dropped. It felt so good to taste some milk in the mornining. There was just something about milk which made her shoulders relax.

Jiraiya stopped eating and took a deep breath. "Naruto, do you remember when your senior says how your school's sport festival is watched by the whole world?"

The milk spilled on the table as Naruto tried to steady her arms. Her eyebrows knitted together as her mentor pushed his plate away. Jiraiya clasped his hands together, head hovering above his hand and his black eyes seemed fixated on her own eyes.

"Are you trying to tell me something?"

Jiraiya nodded. "Do you know that the Sport Festival is also seen by everyone in the Elemental Countries?"

She shook her head, kept her expression blank and took another sip of her milk. Jiraiya kept quiet as his eyes seemed fixated on her. One or two times, he tried to open his mouth but Naruto held her hand up as her brain tried to process what he just told her. She could feel the world turning around but Naruto inhaled again.

"Are you asking me to withdraw? To hide myself?"

The Toad Sanin blinked and shook his head. "I am telling you that you need to work your ass off, Naruto. This is your chance to show everyone that you have come a long way from the last time they saw you."

Naruto nibbled her bottom lip and stared at the photo of Team Seven. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and steadied her trembling hands. Was everyone going to see her? Did this mean Hinata was going to find out where she has been the whole time? She inhaled as her breathing grew rapid at the thought of people knowing where she was.

"How can you be certain that they are going to be watching us?" Naruto kept her tone light and even as her lips turned into a fake smile.

Jiraiya grimaced. "Do you know all those wonderful jutsu that you used to beg me to teach you?"

"Yeah."

"Well how do you think some of them came to be?" Naruto blinked as Jiraiya pushed himself forward, his eyes didn't shine with his usual joy. It didn't even shine, it looked more like empty pits and it made her want to squirm. She sighed and slumped her shoulder.

The Toad Sannin looked at the television screen. "Some of those powerful jutsu were inspired by the Kekkai Genkai seen by the Sports Festival."

"Did you create a jutsu from the Sports Festival?"

Jiraiya shook his head. "I was more busy being jealous that Tsunade was attracted to one of the competitors than taking the chance to go on a date with me. Y'know until we reached our positions, all of us believed that it was some special TV series that only airs once a year."

"That makes no sense." Naruto deadpanned. "Nothing about a Sports Festival can make it a television series."

Her teacher nodded. "It was the only logical explanation that we had for all the technology being shown to us and the different appearances that some of those people had. No one really thought Japan existed."

"So will people think I will be acting in some television series?"

Jiraiya grimaced. "I'm not going to lie to you Naruto, but I don't know what will people think when they see you. You are going to be showing them that Japan and so many other countries exist. There is no telling what your appearance might lead people to think."

She hummed, almost wishing Jiraiya had kept her ignorant of this piece of information, and swirled her milk around. The milk twist and turn as Naruto tried to think of a next question. Until yesterday, she never considered how other people might find out about her whereabouts. She swirled her milk again.

"Does Tsunade know that I'm here?"

The Toad Sannin chewed his eggs for a long time, black eyes closed as Naruto tapped her feet against the table and flickered her eyes to the clock. Ten more minutes and then it would be time for her to scurry to the train.

"I haven't told her that you have been in Japan the whole time, instead of being with me."

Naruto blinked. "What? Why haven't you told her?"

Jiraiya tapped his ears and gestured to the walls around them. "There is always a risk that someone might read her letters and realize what happened to you. So I decided to keep quiet about it but since you are going to be in the Sports Festival…I decided to have one of the toads tell her of the development."

The milk swashed as Naruto laid her glass on the table. Swirls formed around the glass as Naruto's fingers drew patterns. Everyone would be watching her from Tsunade, who would know the truth, to people that she didn't even know. Her lips thinned and she tapped her finger against the glass.

Hinata would be watching her.

'I don't even want you to talk.'

"So I need to show people that I have improved, don't I? That you haven't been lying about not being with me in the last two and half years?" Jiraiya blinked and Naruto curled her lips into a grin. "I need to show everyone that Uzumaki Naruto isn't the same girl anymore."

Jiraiya locked his eyes on her. "Which is why I want you to come straight to the mountains near your apartment. You are going to be under intense training for the next two weeks because of this."

As long as Hinata knew she was fine then Naruto would even kiss a dog.

"Oh and I want you to finish editing my book by the end of today."

I will need shadow clones to finish editing his stupid book.

Naruto wrinkled her nose, scratched out several characters in Jiraiya's notebook and scribbled down some correction. What was he trying to write? Because nothing about the word sounded right. Naruto scrunched her eyebrows and swirled around to her bagpack. Flipping it open, she pulled out a dictionary and tried to find the perfect word to reflect what Jiraiya attempted to write.

She should be getting paid for this; Jiraiya's handwriting was even more worse than her own handwriting.

The door slid opened, forcing Naruto to look up from the notebook as Midoriya waved. Green eyes shone with hesitance as the blond-haired girl gripped her pencil and locked her eyes on the next sentence of Jiraiya's next book. Scratches echoed throughout the mostly empty classroom. It would just be another twenty minutes before anyone else would come in.

"Hi U-Uzumaki."

Naruto put down her pencil, placed the notebook faced down and looked up at her classmate. He shuffled and shifted, lips curled into a nervous smile as his eyes darted to the notebook that had, until recently, occupied her mind.

"Hi Midoriya."

Her classmate rubbed the back of his neck. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Naruto blinked and tilted her head as Midoriya kept darting his eyes everywhere but at her. Several times he opened his mouth to say something, only to close it when she stared at him. Sometimes, his eyes flickered to her hands and there seemed to be something bothering him as he never spit out what he wanted to say.

Finally, Naruto slapped the table and looked at her classmate. "Spit it out, Midoriya. My head is really starting to get dizzy with all that swaying."

"CanyouhelpmetrainfortheSportsFestivalbecauseyourQuirkseemstohaveasimilarpropertytomyQuirk." Midoriya waved his hand, closed his eyes and Naruto could only blink at him. She scrunched her eyebrows and tilted her head as the hurried words ran from one ear to the next.

"Take a deep breath and speak slower."

Midoriya nodded and took several deep breaths. "Can you help me train for the Sports Festival because your Quirk seems to be a little bit similar to my Quirk."

Naruto blinked, almost taken back at how many words Midoriya could say in just one sitting, and stared at the green-eyed boy. Green eyes shone with hope and the older boy smiled, shifting back and forth as her blue eyes focused on him. She took a deep breath, swallowed down the hurtful words and looked down at her notebook.

"Why me?"

He straightened his back, pulled a chair and fiddled with his fingers. "Because you seem to know how to control your strength and I want to have a chance in the Sports Festival. I don't want to break my arms again."

No smile decorated Midoriya's face and green eyes seemed intently focused on her. She glanced at the door, almost wishing for one of their classmates to arrive early, and then back to the boy. Until the USJ attack, Naruto made sure never to be friends with this kid. He cried too much. He was always too emotional but…

Tears weren't streaming down his eyes and Midoriya had been one of the first people to go to her apartment when she did her detour, or so Todoroki told her.

She loosened her grip on her pencil.

"Alright, we can train together."

Midoriya blinked and bowed. "Thank you so much, Uzumaki."

Naruto waved off his gratitude, her eyes now more focused on the notebook lying on the table. Pale milky eyes flashed before her eyes along with a gentle smile that always brought a sense of warmth to her. She sighed and looked out at the empty grounds, where students seemed to be slowly filing into the campus.

Ero-Sennin was definitely going to kill her for allowing another person to join in on their training session, but Midoriya always seemed to remind her of Hinata in some way.

She could never say no to Hinata.

It was the end of the school day and Uzumaki still seemed to be immense in her notebook, only putting it away whenever class was about to start or when they were eating. Shouto pressed his lips into a thin line as the girl kept scratching out letters, muttering curses and swears that almost reminded him of another blond in their class.

He wrapped his hands against the strands of his bag, eyebrows scrunched together as Uzumaki kept her head down. This wasn't be the perfect time to warn her against his father, was it? Shouto shook his head. Warning her was a terrible idea since it would bring out more questions. Questions, he didn't even want to answer.

Letting out a sigh, Shouto leaned closer to his friend and scrunched his eyebrows together at the illegible writing that definitely didn't belong to Uzumaki. His frown deepened and his cheeks began to burn a bright shade of red as several words pop into his mind.

"Uzumaki, what are you writing?"

The notebook slammed shut as Uzumaki swirled her head, her cheeks burning a bright shade of red as his mismatch eyes focused on hers. Blue eyes darted everywhere but at him as her hands scurried to hide the book from behind her back.

"Are you feeling sick, Uzumaki?" Shouto shifted closer to her as Uzumaki flushed a brighter shade of red, almost resembling a strawberry. Was she sick? Shouto laid his hand on top of her forehead and knitted his eyebrows together at the lack of heat coming from her forehead. "You don't seem sick."

"Sick?" Uzumaki blinked and then bobbed her head, letting out a high-pitch laugh. "Ya, I'm sick."

Shouto bobbed his head. "Do you want me to help take you to the doctor?"

Their classmates paused and swirled their heads at them, lips curled into bemused looks as whispers broke out in the classroom. Uzumaki furiously shook her head and she exhaled several times until the blush slowly died down and a small smile played on her lips.

It looked really different from her usual smiles.

"Thank you for worrying, Todoroki."

The smile slightly widened and bright blue eyes sparkled with warmth, making Uzumaki look even prettier. She did look pretty but her smiles made her look beautiful. He blinked when the peach colour cheeks of his friend turned a brighter shade of red as several of the girls let out sighs and a couple of the boys snickered.

"So Todoroki thinks Uzumaki is beautiful when she smiles." Kaminari grinned.

Shouto blinked while Uzumaki turned an even brighter shade of red. His friend covered her whole face with the only indication that she was still blushing was her red ears. He opened his mouth, only to close it when his friend dropped her hands and swirled her head at their classmate. Her lips seemed curled into a tight smile.

Shouto frowned.

"Todoroki was just joking, Kaminari." Uzumaki declared, puffing her cheeks.

Shouto blinked. "But I wasn't joking, Uzumaki. You do look prettier when you smile and you are still pretty when you don't smile."

Uzumaki gawked at him as her cheeks burned an even brighter shade of red. She twisted her body away from him and her whole body seemed to be trembling, while their classmates flickered their eyes from him to her. Several of the girls giggled while Mineta groaned and looked at him like he was the devil or something.

Did he do something wrong?

"I-I need to go." Uzumaki stuttered, shoving her notebook into her bag. She swung her bag over her shoulder and walked over to Midoriya, who blinked at the whole exchange. Midoriya knitted his eyebrows, looking almost completely surprised at the sight of Uzumaki standing in front of Midoriya's desk.

"If you wanna train with me then you need to pick up your bag and follow me," Uzumaki declared with a false cheer to her tone. Whispers broke out as several people gawked at the revelation that the blond-haired girl and Midoriya were going to train with each other. The only person, who seemed completely bothered and annoyed was Bakugou.

Shouto frowned, almost feeling uncertain of what to feel about Uzumaki and Midoriya training together so near to the Sports Festival.

"Y-Yes." Midoriya stood up and scrambled to put all his stuff into his bag, growing more and more flustered as Uzumaki tapped her feet against the floor.

Shouto glanced at his watch and released a sigh when he saw that it was nearly time for him to go back home to train. Taking a deep breath, he stood up from his seat and made his way to the front of the door but only to find Uzumaki and Midoriya blocking his way.

Rather, it seemed like a group of students were crowding outside of their classroom and staring at them with eyes filled with curiosity and determination. In the front of the crowd was a purple-haired boy who looked like he didn't have any sleep if his eyebags were of any indication. Shouto flickered his eyes at Uzumaki and raised his eyebrow at the sight of her stiffened back.

"So you are the girl that defeated those Villains? You don't look like much."

Shouto narrowed his eyes and took a step forward while the students in their class narrowed their eyes at the boy. Uzumaki held her hand up, swirled her head at him and her blue eyes warned him not to open his mouth. He nodded, letting out a sigh and wondered what Uzumaki was going to do.

"And you look like one good punch will be enough to knock you out."

Everyone blinked at those words and Shouto could almost hear the taunt leaking in his friend's voice. The guy must have really hit a sore topic for Uzumaki to say this. Midoriya swirled his head back and stared at him like he wanted him to do something about the girl.

"You are arrogant." The purple-haired boy declared.

"I'm confident," Uzumaki corrected. "Don't judge me just because of how I look."

The purple-haired boy narrowed his eyes. "I wouldn't be so confident if I were you. If you or any of the kids in the Hero Course fail then you can be transferred out of the program and the reverse can happen to the other kids in the other course."

Uzumaki balled her hands into a fist and Shouto blinked when he caught a glimpse of Uzumaki turning her lips into a smirk. "Aren't you a cocky son of a bitch. You think I don't know what you're trying to do? If you want to declare war against us then the declaration is accepted. Now get the hell out of my way so we can get some training."

Silence reined throughout the classroom until…

"She is acting like Bakugou!"

"We don't need a second Bakugou!"

"Why did you bring someone with you, Naruto?"

Naruto shoved her hands into her pockets as Jiraiya put his hands on his hips as Midoriya blinked and flickered his eyes from her to the white-haired man. Questions seemed to be burning in his eyes as he kept darting his eyes from her to the irritated Toad Sannin.

"Uzumaki, who is this?"

Jiraiya opened his mouth, only to close it when Naruto tossed his notebook back at him. He blinked and sighed, understanding her silent request that he checked over her edits and let her do the introduction for Midoriya. There was no way in hell that she would allow him to humiliate her in front of a classmate, even if she found his introduction to be silly and funny.

"You wanna get strong, right?" Midoriya nodded and Naruto fixated her eyes at her giggling mentor. "You wanna me to help you get some control of your Quirk, right? Well my guardian can give you some idea of what to do since he seemed to be good in the whole teaching thing."

He did help her win the match against Neji and Naruto knew she wasn't the most easiest student to teach.

Jiraiya looked up from his book and pressed his lips into a thin line. "I am not training him."

"Midoriya works hard Ero-Sennin," Midoriya blinked his eyes at the nickname while Jiraiya's eyebrows twitched at the name. Naruto focused her attention on her classmate. "And he is great with analysis and thinks more carefully. If he is trained properly then he might pose a challenge."

Jiraiya raised his eyebrow. "That doesn't convince me to train him."

"Just give him a chance, Ero-Sennin."

Midoriya flickered his eyes from her to her teacher, green eyes widening at her words. He took a deep breath and bowed so low that his head was only an inch away from hitting the ground. Jiraiya blinked at the action. Naruto could only frown at him.

"Please sir, I want to be strong."

Jiraiya stared at him for a good couple of seconds, his black eyes didn't reveal his emotions. The white-haired man pressed his lips into a thin line and darted his eyes at her, faltering when Naruto largened her bright blue eyes at him. He let out a sigh and bobbed his head.

"Your classmate is going to be trained differently from you, Naruto." The two teens blinked as Jiraiya let out a sigh and focused his eyes at the smiling teen. Naruto tilted her head, almost completely taken back at how easy it was to convince him. She expected him to protest more, not to give in so easily.

"Tell me what's your problem, kid."

Midoriya blinked and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well I struggle to dial back down the power of my Quirk."

"Why is that a problem?"

The green-haired boy stiffened and then shifted back and forth, almost reminding Naruto of those rocking horses that she had seen in toy store. "Because I keep breaking my arms or my legs whenever I use it."

Jiraiya hummed and took a seat on the ground. "So you need to dial it down to a point where you don't hurt your body?"

Naruto knitted her eyebrows together and frowned when the white-haired man clasped his hands together. Her mentor looked up at the sky, looking almost thoughtful and sweat began building around Naruto's palms. She wondered if Jiraiya planned to do something reckless like he did with her.

"You aren't going to make him experiment with his Quirk, are you Ero-Sennin?"

Jiraiya scratched his chin and shook his head. "The only reason I make you experiment and give you abstract ideas to work with is because you are a kinesthetic learner. Midoriya isn't like you."

"W-What makes you say that?" Midoriya tilted his head and his fingers seemed to be itching to take out a notebook to take notes. Naruto regarded her teacher as a question burned on the tip of her tongue. How could her teacher figure out from just looking at him? Jiraiya wasn't that sharp.

Jiraiya offered them a sad smile and looked up at the sky. "I taught a lot of students in my lifetime kid and you reminded me of a student that I had."

Midoriya blinked as Naruto realized which student Jiraiya had to be talking about. There was only one student who could bring out that expression from him. But how did Midoriya remind him of the Fourth? The Fourth had been so cool while Midoriya was just normal.

"Now this student was a genius, don't get me wrong but he couldn't learn immediately from experience," Jiraiya took a deep breath and tapped his finger against his notebook. "He always needed a lot of clues and guidance when it came to figuring out solutions."

Naruto folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. "And why do you give this guy clues and guidance but make me try to figure out on my own?"

"Because you learn from doing things," Jiraiya deadpanned and the blond-haired girl frowned at his response while Midoriya stared at them with surprise. "This guy couldn't do it like that. Sure he was a genius but he doesn't learn from just doing things. This guy needed to see things and be explained before he can replicate the results."

Well that explained everything.

"But how did you know that Uzumaki learn like that?" Izuku asked.

Jiraiya smiled and stared at the curious blond-haired girl. "My friend's student was a lot like Naruto and the way her teacher guided her was to make her experience things for herself. The words just floated out of her head but if given something to do with the explanation then she caught on quick."

Midoriya nodded and hesitantly asked. "S-So you will help me?"

The Toad Sannin sighed. "I came here to train one brat and now I ended up with two brats. You know I just need one more brat and I will have another team."

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think about this chapter.