Naruto doesn't belong to me. It's Kishimoto's. Mature content ahead. Spoilers. You have been warned.


I opened the door to find Konohamaru crying near the door with his fingers crushed on the door hinge.

"Oh no. Oh no.."

He started crying "Wahhhhhh!"

I didn't cared I was naked. I went close to him and slowly took his fingers out. I hugged him and started rubbing his back holding his fingers on one hand.

"It's ok baby. It's ok.. don't cry.. don't cry."

Then I used my immortality to heal his fingers. His hands started glowing and his crushed fingers one by one started regaining their shape. As for the pain I gave some kisses to his fingers. I know it was too motherly for my taste, but I never actually had a choice.

"See? The wounds are gone. Your fingers and nails are ok. The pain is gone."

"Mmm.." he tearfully hummed.

"Now can you give me my towel?" I asked him gently.

"Ok.." he said and gave the towel that was on his other hand. I hastely wrapped it around my body and placed him on my hip.

"What's that burning smell?" I asked, smelling the air.

"That's the tamagoyaki in the stove!" Konohamaru exclaimed.

"Oh you dolt!" I scolded him.

We rushed into the kitchen and I managed the omlette in the pan. But another problem arose.

"Dammit. Stupid towel is gonna come off."

But then what happened next suprised me.

Konohamaru held on to the end of my towel to avoid it from falling down.

I guess he had a sweet side to that pervertedness.

I somehow used the knowledge about Japanese cuisine I got from him through physical psychometry and adjusted the heat of the stove. I flipped the omlet on the rice that was set on the plate.

"I guess he was making Omurice" I thought.

I set the table and placed the food and chopsticks. I placed him on a chair and went to my room to put on some clothes.

I came back and we started eating our rice.

"Itadakimasu" He said before eating.

I missed that part of Japanese food etiquette.

"So..did you had any friends before coming here?" He asked

"Yeah, I had three. Ancolite, Myriam and Franklet. They were my mates during my assassin training. I haven't talked to them for a while."

"What are they like?"

"Well.. Ancolite Simone was a lampad. An underworld nymph. She was very childlike but had enough maturity to not be childish. She may look timid to the first person but she had a secretly deathly serious persona. She wanted to do animation like cartoons and anime..but her parents made her apply for the Grim Reaper Assassin Corps. That's what's my Reaper training place was called."

"A nymph who wanna do animation?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

"Myriam Sonom wad a soul who was pardoned. She was a tomboy who had the dirty mindedness of a man. She knew her way in the world of men and knew how to handle herself. One of the best in the Reaper Corps.."

"Then there was Franklet Ariy, but people call her Frankie. She was a lampad like Ancolite. She was a loner, but was always loyal and stood up for her friends. She loves Ancolite's drawings and support her in it.."

"Cool. It's good to have friends." He said.

"Wait a second. I need to ask YOU some questions, young man."

"Uh-oh.." He had it coming.

"Why did you say "I love you" and started kissing me? Since when did i became the girl you're gonna marry, huh?"

"W-well..um.." He stuttered. Well that's new.

"I kissed you to escape from Ebisu."

"Who says "I love you" before kissing a stranger"

"Well.." he looked down and played with his hands. "I am extremely shy at kissing girls.. especially beautiful ones." I raised my eyebrows at that.

"And the marrying part?" I enquired.

He blushingly turned away and said "No reason".

"Hmm.." I responded judgementally.

"Anyway, what about you? Do you have any friends?" I asked.

"I have Naruto nii-chan, Moegi and Udon.."

Wait, he is friends with Uncle Abigore?


Author's note:

The characters Ancolite Simone, Myriam Sonom, and Franklet Ariy were taken from my three best friends, Anna Simon, Ann Mariya Thomson and Ann Riya Franklin.. Thank you guys..

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