Disclaimer: I have no ownership to Naruto Part 2 – 7/26/04 updated 05/10/06

Naruto travels with Jiraiya in his early years.

A Kitsune's Adventure
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Wow, such good research material, hmm, hmm, mumbled Jiraiya, with a bright red blush across his cheeks. I can finish "Come Come Paradise" now. Kakashi will be very, very happy; I'll have to remember to send him the next edition. His tip about this bath house was first rate.

Well, I better go and meet up with Naruto. He's probably wondering where I am now. I'm only a little bit late, but I could not pass up that shower scene, oh no, I couldn't, Jiraya thought as he grabbed some tissue to stick up his nose.

I do believe our perverted sensei has a very active imagination.

Now let's see, Naruto should be around here somewhere, Jiraiya thought. Just then Jiraiya saw a group of ladies heading towards him back to the bath house district. Mmm, maybe I'll go back and start "Icha Icha Paradise Volume 27" he thought as he heard something that worried him a bit.

"Well, I think we stopped that little pervert" he heard one lovely lady say. "Yeah, we ran him straight out of town" shout another. "Now if we can just find his older peeping tom brother, we could all bath in peace" stated a third lovely. "Well, I think he was just a little too young to be a peeping tom anyhow" mumbled a very timid lovely. "Well that half pint is off in the forest now and good ridden, I say" boasted the first lovely.

Hmm, it seems Naruto has gotten himself into a bit of trouble thought Jiraiya, with a little nod. Choices, choices! Find Naruto or "Icha Icha Paradise", hmm appraised Jiraiya, as he weighted each thoughtful choice.

Well, I guess there will always be lovely ladies but there is only one Naruto. So I guess I better find the half pint, Jiraiya concluded after much internal debate.

Audience has sweat drops – after Jiraiya's five minute internal debate

Who knows what kind of trouble he can get himself into out in the forest, thought Jiraiya. Well at least he should be easy to find, between not covering his tracks and his unique chakra signature, finding him should not be a problem.

So off goes our perverted sensei guardian, to find his young blonde-haired, whiskered marked charge.

Now back in the forest in the small clearing, where our little Naruto sleeps.

Golden eyes had tracked the strange smelling small human from the edge of the forest to the small clearing, where the small one collapsed in exhaustion and finally into sleep. This small young human for some reason had a strange combination smell like that of an ancient kitsune and ramen for some reason.

Maybe this is the human that the elders wanted? Maybe this was the human who was part kitsune also. Well there is nothing that I can do about it now. He's in a deep sleep, and will not be waking up anytime soon.

Mmm, he seems cold; I can see him shivering from here. Well, if he's the one, it would not do to have him go and die on me. That would surely not please the elders. Well, I guess I can keep him warm if I curl up with him. I don't think he can harm me in anyway, and he does need to warm up a bit. Oh well, let's see what happens if I get closer.

In the clearing, we see a small golden eyed, silvery-white kitsune approaching our slumbering Naruto. We see the small silvery kitsune getting closer and closer to Naruto, one step following the next, ever alert for any strange sounds, smells, or movements.

Naruto sudden, lifts his arm up, and says "one more bowl of miso ramen, please" before rolling towards our silvery kitsune and continuing his ramen filled dreams. The silvery fox halts, waits, and then continues his journey to Naruto.

As the silvery kitsune reaches Naruto, it curls itself up and settles itself down around Naruto's stomach, purring it's delight as Naruto then curls himself around the kitsune's warmth.

High up in the treetops, Jiraya looks down at the peacefully sleep boy and kitsune and wonders, what the morning will bring, as he settles himself on his branch high above for a night's rest.

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