Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Note: So what did you think of the last chapter? I'm going to make Orochimaru her favorite, I don't care what anyone thinks!

Warning: I'm just now realising I have an obsession with names that start with H

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"Who are you." The little boy with silver hair asked quite rudely. He knew of course, who she was.

"None of your business!" Haruki puffed her cheeks in annoyance. Damn, why was Kakashi so annoying when he was young.

"Kakashi-kun that wasn't very nice, apologize."

A tall woman with straight brown-almost-black hair that went a little past her waist, with beautiful jade eyes and she wore a lilac dress that was shin length and it had a tie around her waist. The dress was a low v-cut style, but she had a white shirt underneath, she also had on black standard ninja sandals.

Her name was Hatake Hiroko.

She was Kakashi's mother, who was supposed to have died during childbirth, but because Tsunade didn't leave the village, her life was spared. Just the thought of that put a warm and fuzzy feeling in Haruki's chest.

Turning his head and sticking his mask-covered nose in the air he huffed. Haruki pouted, it was a shame really. Kakashi had been one of her favorite characters, too bad his image was pretty much ruined.

"Haruki-chan, it's nice to see you again." The mother added.

"Hatake-san, I'm glad you're watching me today! Can you train with me? Please!" The little girl begged while smiling at the older woman. Haruki had been three years old for six months, while Kakashi had only been three for a month.

Hiroko, because of her complications with childbirth, could no longer be a ninja. She's super sensitive to chakra, and was therefore unable to be a ninja, not that she minded though. Hiroko loved children, and she could be a stay at home mother. She would also volunteer to babysit Haruki when she had the chance.

"Of course!"

"Would you like to join as well, Kakashi-chan?" Haruki asked.

Kakashi rolled his eyes at the "chan" but nodded and ran to the backyard where he had seen the senju training grounds previously on his walk to the house.
He didn't even question the red head knowing his name, Kakashi knew his mom babysat her of course. There wasn't a time when his mother wasn't talking about Haruki. Haruki this and Haruki that.

And all problems were forgotten and forgiven.

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Anytime Haruki would see her uncle Orochimaru she'd beg and give him puppy eyes to spend more time with her, why Jiraiya complained to her when he was in the village, her response was always the same Because he's my favorite. She'd do anything for her precious uncle to stay with her in the village rather than leaving it. If he left, it would break her heart. She'd gotten so attached to him already, whenever it was just the two of them he always acted the sweetest. Haruki didn't think that was possible at first.

And one day when Ochi-oji-chan , as she liked to call him, was taking her on a walk around the outskirts of the village to show her on her request, she met that man for the first time. It was Danzo Shimaru. "I hope you take my offer under great consideration." was all he said and then he seemed to vanish. Haruki all but weeped in her Ochi-oji-chan's arms, "I'm so scared, Ochi-oji-chan." Orochimaru's thoughts darkened. And he glared at the spot Danzo once stood, he thought to himself. Unforgivable. "You don't ever have to be scared Haru-chan. I will always protect you." He was sold. Her hiccups turned into whimpers and she gradually calmed down.

"Thanks, Ochi-oji-chan. I love you." She gave him her best smile. The smile she only showed to him. Orochimaru turned red and his heart swelled and grew almost as big as that one who stole Christmas. That was the fateful day Haruki met her rival, Danzo Shimaru. He wanted Orochimaru, she pitied him, because he didn't know that Orochimaru already belonged to her.

Hiya! So it's Uzumaki to symbolize the bond between Tsunade and Mito, moreover Haruki's hair is red. And reallyyy it was Mito's choice she's the clan head now. Also I'm terribly sorry if I didn't warn you already. This is crackish. Ah who am I kidding. It's Crack. Enjoy.