The next few days went pretty smoothly. Kida had actually taken the
death of the Third quite well, and now took every day and visited his
memorial. Kakashi had been very busy with Sasuke in his training,
especially now that the Chuunin exam was over. Naruto, of course, had been
training to beat Sasuke, or maybe just to learn Chidori.
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The morning was bright and shiny, and sunlight illuminated the house. Kakashi had just come back from visiting the memorial of his friends, and was now starting to get ready for Sasuke's training. Kida watched him from their bed, sitting upright and resting her elbows on the pillow in her lap. "Kakashi?"
He looked back at her, tying on his headband. "Yeah?"
"We have to think of names, you know."
He blinked. "What, today?"
"Well, yeah today. Why not today?"
He mumbled softly. "I already had a good name in mind."
"Really? Well, lemme hear it!"
He looked up at her. "Obito."
"Obito?" She stood up, and looked at the ceiling. "Huh. Hatake Obito. That's actually kinda cute! How'd you think of that?"
"Obito was my friend. He died a while back."
She looked at him, seeing that he was saddened. Kida walked to him and hugged him around his torso gently. "Obito it is then," she said softly. He smiled down at her and hugged her as well. She released him after a few moments and patted him on the back once. "C'mon, you gotta hurry. How late are you?"
He looked down at his clock. "Uh, 3 hours." He hurried in pulling up his face cover. "Oh wait." He pulled it back down and kissed her. He then tugged it back up. He grinned underneath it, "I'll see you tonight," and disappeared out the door.
She smiled at where he stood, and looked down at her stomach. She smirked and looked at an invisible person. "I don't believe you've met my son, Obito." "Yes, he really does look like his father, doesn't he?" "This is my son, Obito." She squealed and clapped her hands together. "I CAN'T WAIT!"
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Kida walked down the streets, and looked around at all the people rebuilding houses and stores. She smiled to herself, and headed to Ichiraku Ramen for lunch.
There weren't many people there. Most of them were still working on rebuilding the village with their families and friends. Not that Kida was bothered much; nothing came between a pregnant woman, even though she wasn't very far along, and her meal. She munched on her Chicken Ramen at ease, until she heard something move behind her. She spun around, and saw a familiar face.
"Jiraiya-Senpai?"
The white haired hermit looked down at her. "Kida-san, I need to speak with you. Privately."
She nodded slowly and paid for her meal. The two stood in a nearby location.
Kida sighed. "So what was so urgent that I had to finish that fast, Jiraiya-senpai?"
"Considering it is about your little brother, I figured you would be interested." The hermit shrugged. He opened his eyes and saw that he had successfully achieved her full attention.
"Naruto? Well, why didn't you say so?! Is he okay? He's not hurt is he?"
He smirked down at the girl. "What? Don't feel like whining about your lunch anymore? I thought that the Chicken Ramen was all you wanted to talk about."
She growled up at him. "Out with it, old man."
"You know of the Uchiha clan, do you not?"
"Of course I do. The older brother of Sasuke, Itachi, wiped out the Uchiha clan. He only left one other to survive, and that was Sasuke. What about it?"
He blinked. "Patience, girl. What do you know of Itachi?"
"He graduated from the Academy at the age of seven, became a Chuunin at age ten. He was an ANBU squad leader at the age of 13. However, after he murdered the clan, he disappeared from Konoha. I still don't see how this is relevant."
He nodded. "Sounds like you did some homework while you were gallivanting around the continents."
She crossed her arms. "Itachi was almost a friend to me when he was younger. Besides, not many people could take on one Uchiha, let alone take out the entire clan."
"Well, you don't know everything. You do know his childhood history, but you don't know what happened after that. He joined an association of bingo-book associated criminals. All of the members are wanted in their countries, and all of them are extremely dangerous."
"Are you going to stop beating around the bush and tell me why this is important, or are we gonna wait until it rains?"
He sighed. "Impatience. Why is it that all of your father's kids got that part of him?"
"SPILL IT, OLD MAN!"
He grumbled. "Fine, fine, just relax a second, would you?" He sighed. "I think that this association is coming for the boy, at least something inside of him."
She gaped at him. "The fox."
He blinked down at her. "Huh. Wow. You caught on a lot faster than that guy you're dating."
She sweat-dropped. "Why did you-? Uhg, nevermind." She blinked at him. "You've taken an interest in him, huh Jiraiya-senpai?"
"He's a lot like your dad, when he was at that age. Besides, Kakashi won't suffice anymore for his training, at least not in this situation. What better teacher does he need than a Sannin?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Just so long as you don't just like him because of that technique."
He smirked, and tried to look hurt. "I thought you knew me better, Kida-chan."
She stepped to the edge. "I know of your search for Tsunade. It's all right with me if you take Naruto but please-'' she turned to face him. "- teach him as much as you can?"
"Of course I will."
She looked forward again. "You know, my dad always looked up to you as a father figure, Jiraiya-Senpai." She glanced back at him. "Take care of his son." She disappeared.
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The morning was bright and shiny, and sunlight illuminated the house. Kakashi had just come back from visiting the memorial of his friends, and was now starting to get ready for Sasuke's training. Kida watched him from their bed, sitting upright and resting her elbows on the pillow in her lap. "Kakashi?"
He looked back at her, tying on his headband. "Yeah?"
"We have to think of names, you know."
He blinked. "What, today?"
"Well, yeah today. Why not today?"
He mumbled softly. "I already had a good name in mind."
"Really? Well, lemme hear it!"
He looked up at her. "Obito."
"Obito?" She stood up, and looked at the ceiling. "Huh. Hatake Obito. That's actually kinda cute! How'd you think of that?"
"Obito was my friend. He died a while back."
She looked at him, seeing that he was saddened. Kida walked to him and hugged him around his torso gently. "Obito it is then," she said softly. He smiled down at her and hugged her as well. She released him after a few moments and patted him on the back once. "C'mon, you gotta hurry. How late are you?"
He looked down at his clock. "Uh, 3 hours." He hurried in pulling up his face cover. "Oh wait." He pulled it back down and kissed her. He then tugged it back up. He grinned underneath it, "I'll see you tonight," and disappeared out the door.
She smiled at where he stood, and looked down at her stomach. She smirked and looked at an invisible person. "I don't believe you've met my son, Obito." "Yes, he really does look like his father, doesn't he?" "This is my son, Obito." She squealed and clapped her hands together. "I CAN'T WAIT!"
-----
Kida walked down the streets, and looked around at all the people rebuilding houses and stores. She smiled to herself, and headed to Ichiraku Ramen for lunch.
There weren't many people there. Most of them were still working on rebuilding the village with their families and friends. Not that Kida was bothered much; nothing came between a pregnant woman, even though she wasn't very far along, and her meal. She munched on her Chicken Ramen at ease, until she heard something move behind her. She spun around, and saw a familiar face.
"Jiraiya-Senpai?"
The white haired hermit looked down at her. "Kida-san, I need to speak with you. Privately."
She nodded slowly and paid for her meal. The two stood in a nearby location.
Kida sighed. "So what was so urgent that I had to finish that fast, Jiraiya-senpai?"
"Considering it is about your little brother, I figured you would be interested." The hermit shrugged. He opened his eyes and saw that he had successfully achieved her full attention.
"Naruto? Well, why didn't you say so?! Is he okay? He's not hurt is he?"
He smirked down at the girl. "What? Don't feel like whining about your lunch anymore? I thought that the Chicken Ramen was all you wanted to talk about."
She growled up at him. "Out with it, old man."
"You know of the Uchiha clan, do you not?"
"Of course I do. The older brother of Sasuke, Itachi, wiped out the Uchiha clan. He only left one other to survive, and that was Sasuke. What about it?"
He blinked. "Patience, girl. What do you know of Itachi?"
"He graduated from the Academy at the age of seven, became a Chuunin at age ten. He was an ANBU squad leader at the age of 13. However, after he murdered the clan, he disappeared from Konoha. I still don't see how this is relevant."
He nodded. "Sounds like you did some homework while you were gallivanting around the continents."
She crossed her arms. "Itachi was almost a friend to me when he was younger. Besides, not many people could take on one Uchiha, let alone take out the entire clan."
"Well, you don't know everything. You do know his childhood history, but you don't know what happened after that. He joined an association of bingo-book associated criminals. All of the members are wanted in their countries, and all of them are extremely dangerous."
"Are you going to stop beating around the bush and tell me why this is important, or are we gonna wait until it rains?"
He sighed. "Impatience. Why is it that all of your father's kids got that part of him?"
"SPILL IT, OLD MAN!"
He grumbled. "Fine, fine, just relax a second, would you?" He sighed. "I think that this association is coming for the boy, at least something inside of him."
She gaped at him. "The fox."
He blinked down at her. "Huh. Wow. You caught on a lot faster than that guy you're dating."
She sweat-dropped. "Why did you-? Uhg, nevermind." She blinked at him. "You've taken an interest in him, huh Jiraiya-senpai?"
"He's a lot like your dad, when he was at that age. Besides, Kakashi won't suffice anymore for his training, at least not in this situation. What better teacher does he need than a Sannin?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Just so long as you don't just like him because of that technique."
He smirked, and tried to look hurt. "I thought you knew me better, Kida-chan."
She stepped to the edge. "I know of your search for Tsunade. It's all right with me if you take Naruto but please-'' she turned to face him. "- teach him as much as you can?"
"Of course I will."
She looked forward again. "You know, my dad always looked up to you as a father figure, Jiraiya-Senpai." She glanced back at him. "Take care of his son." She disappeared.