A/N:This is an old draft that was never used in the story. Just some useless character building mostly… And an excuse to write a cute and innocent Sasuke.

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#3

Removed draft - Piece of Art

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"See! It's you!" Sasuke exclaimed happily and held up the picture. His cheek had blue smudges on it and his fingers were full of paint no one could trace back to a single color.

Naruto had been sitting in Shisui's kitchen, exhausted from a very long and tiering day, but Sasuke had once again been dumped on Kagami and Shisui to look after for the evening. The boy was easy enough to deal with, and unlike in her original time, Sasuke seemed to adore her now.

Maybe it was the fact that she never bothered to talk to him in a baby voice, or maybe her lack of manners made her interesting compared to everyone else he spent time with, but the boy was always trying to interact with her whenever they were in the same room.

Not that she minded. This Sasuke was actually very pleasant.

Even if his drawing skills wasn't.

The image had been presented proudly when Naruto was sitting by the dining room when Sasuke had stumbled in through the door. Too excited to watch where he was walking in his haste to show Naruto his work.

It was… a mess with a yellow blob at the center. There was scribbled some red lines on the ground… or maybe it was fire? She wasn't sure. Two blue and uneven swirls was placed in the middle which might have been an attempt at eyes, and she suspected he'd been trying to draw her holding some sort of weapon, but it only looked like he'd spilled over a bottle of ink instead.

Shisui leaned over her shoulder to take a look at the picture. "Neh, Sasuke-kun, this is a piece of art." He told the boy with a wide smile. Walking over to ruffle up Sasuke's dark hair on his way to the counter.

Naruto nodded hesitantly, still trying to figure out which way was up and what was down while wondering if Shisui might be going blind. But then again it was best not to hurt the boy's feelings. Sasuke had been sitting very quietly for over an hour making this piece of… art… for her.

"Do you like it?" Sasuke asked expectantly, and Naruto's smile was not faked this time.

"It's just… wow." Naruto answered with wide eyes and a half felt smile.

"Will you hang it up?" Sasuke wondered and tilted his head.

She wasn't sure what he meant. "Eh?"

"On the fridge." Shisui explained and pried the picture from Naruto's fingers to examine it more closely. "Itachi always hangs Sasuke-kun pictures on the fridge. Do you want this one to join the collection too, Sasuke-kun?" He sasked and directed his words towards the four year old beaming with pride. His hands were resting on her knees, and he was almost jumping up and down with energy. It still shocked her dumb that Sasuke had once been this expressive – not to mention happy.

"No, no! She has to put it on her own fridge." Sasuke scolded Shisui who chuckled and looked back at his teammate.

"What do you think, Naruto?"

"Yes. Yes of course." She answered, and took back the picture from Shisui. She wasn't sure how to fasten it to the fridge though. Would glue work?

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"What the hell is this?" Anko barked from the kitchen. Naruto was just getting out of the bathroom and had a towel wrapped tightly around her chest, her hair dripping of water from her shower.

"What's up?" She asked curiously, not sure what had ticked Anko off this time.

"This! What the hell is this? And why is it on our fridge?" She asked exasperated and waved the now wrinkled picture Sasuke had drawn in her hand.

"Careful, Anko. That was a gift!" Naruto snapped. "My hands are wet so just put it back on the fridge."

"Who the hell gave you this? What is it?"

"It's a drawing Anko. Of me. From Sasuke." Naruto sighed.

"That brat gave you this? Wow, he sucks at drawing. But why on earth would you want it on our fridge? Just throw it out. He's probably forgotten he gave it to you already."

"Hey, I promised I'd put it up on the fridge, and it's… I don't know, sweet? He's just a kid. Even if he forgets I'll still hang it wherever I want!"

"…Why?" Anko moaned, but still turned and hung it back where she'd ripped it off the fridge. Trying to reuse the same tape Naruto had used originally to make it stay in place.

"Because I don't want to go back on my word. I promised him, and it was a gift… You didn't throw out the stuff you got from Shisui either."

"Shisui gave me a drawer from their attic. It was actually useful, not to mention for free! Of course I wasn't going to throw it out!"

"Well, that image lightens up the whole kitchen." Naruto replied and gestured at Anko dismissively. "We don't have anything decorative but our team photo anyway."

"Why would we need any badly drawn abstract art of you to lighten up this flat, when we already have the real thing walking and talking and making a mess?"

Naruto looked at her pointedly, and Anko huffed. "I still don't get it." Her roommate mused and glanced at the image again, her head tiling to the left. It looked like she was trying to figure out a very complex math problem instead of making sense of a doodle drawn by a four year old.

Naruto chuckled and left to get changed in her bedroom, only to hear Anko call after her. "Did you at least put up a time frame? We can't have that there forever you know!"

"When you get rid of the drawer, I'll get rid of the drawing!" Naruto called back.

"Then you better take that eyesore into your bedroom! Or I'll use the backside to practice explosion tags!"

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Fin.

A/N: I apologize for any mistakes, English isn't my native language and this was not beta'd.