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Just like I promised, I have the chapter out by the end of the week. I can't say I'll be able to do it all the time but I'll try, at least every two weeks.

Anyways, as a gift for being gone so long and apologizing for lack of updates I have made this chapter twice as long! Yeah, that's right baby, eat it up.

I hope you enjoy, it was pretty fun writing this chapter. :D

Sorry if there's any typos or anything, I've proofread too much to notice some. :B

Please read and review, they cheer me up and encourage me to write even more. *hint hint* Ahahaha.

Thanks!

"No, I don't have any other siblings; I'm an only child you see, so when you spoke about your brother I must admit I was a bit jealous. Being the only heir to a political family is quite troublesome sometimes; it can tire you out." Naruto replied, Madara had asked a little about her family hoping to fill in the gaps of silence on their way to the central Uchiha territory. Whether their physical closeness or the conversation, or perhaps just their charisma, Naruto could almost feel their relationship begin to morph into a more friendly one.

He only snorted, an arrogant look plastered on his face. And down the drain it goes. Naruto stopped walking, he couldn't believe his ears. Did Madara actually think that she was less of a person just because she wasn't a ninja? Well, sure, maybe in this whacked out reality, he wasn't supposed to be and he technically was supposed to pretend that she was ignorant to most ninja happening, that did not give him any right to show it. Anger flowed tightly throughout his body, almost vibrating with the urge to hit him. I am a better ninja than you will ever be you bastard! I follow my own way and I would never taunt those who are not trained the way we are, especially to those who are technically civilians.

Naruto knew that his anger was a bit much and he had to control it, but he just couldn't help it. He was being nice to an asshole who has fucked up more than he ever could, and he had the gall to snort in his face. No, if I am to change him, then he better fucking know how to at least act civilized. Being an Uchiha did NOT mean he was better than anyone else, even if he knew they were infamous for pressuring their young and scarring their childhood, that gave Madara no right to be this rude, especially to a woman he just met!

"What was that?" Naruto asked tartly, forcing a blank but pleasant look on her delicate features. These mini-fights were draining a lot out of him. It had been a while since he fought this often with anyone, especially over something like mannerisms and pleasantries.

Madara stopped as well and simply gave her an equally blank look, well, if blank and arrogant could go together. "Something wrong? Did you hear an animal? Don't fear Naruto-san, this land may be a bit different from yours but I assure you that nothing you have seen would ever best me." God, just kill me now. He cannot be this egotistic.

"No. I am not worried over some rustling in the bushes. You offended me, whether you noticed it or not," he retorted. He couldn't hold the blank face anymore and could feel the wrinkles forming between his eyes, he assumed it must have been quite a site on a woman's face.

"You mean your uncomfortable family dilemma? I do not find any problem with it." Madara replied calmly. "If you are in such a position that makes you uneasy, then change it."

Naruto opened his mouth to yell at him, or at least to say something but nothing came out. Fuck…that is the smartest thing that I've heard come out of his mouth. He slowly closed his mouth and scoffed, "You know what? You're right, no much how much it bothers me, you're right." Madara indulged her with an "Uchiha smile" and grinned at her, his eyes dark and gazing into her own. "But! But, you must at least be civil, at least be diplomatic in your reactions. No matter your birth, your rank in society, or your own delusions, people have feelings, and words can hurt. I don't want to lecture you but everything you say has a consequence, and you can't be some child who expects to have the friends he harms to simply come back to him, because right now I. Am. Not. Your. Friend." His chest heaved, as if the speech itself physically exhausted him. He released the skirt of the kimono he just now realized was clenched in his hands. I need a break from him. In a split second Naruto was gone, running through the large tree, stepping on branch after branch, not caring if he followed her or not.

"You are taking this female role too seriously; keep your human emotions in check."

Kyuubi growled, clearly annoyed. Naruto grumbled to himself, feeling like a child, and stopped on one of the stronger branches, extending his arm and leaning against the trunk. Kyuubi didn't often chastise him, not really caring one way or the other, as long as Naruto kept himself alive, so it grated his nerves at times when he did. "You know after all this time, morphing together and all, you'd think a better attitude towards me would be at the top of your list.

"Survival is at the top of my list, do not fool yourself."

Naruto merely chuckled to himself, that was too true, if it wasn't for the nine-tailed fox and his last minute pick me up power surges, he would be dead one hundred times over by now.

"Yes, now that is clear, turn around, that puppeteer is heading over." Kyuubi snorted, his tails flicking in annoyance. "Well, I guess even the famed nine-tail fox hasn't gotten over being used by the big bad Uchiha." Naruto taunted, he knew all too well his hatred towards the Uchiha's, not to mention how in a moment of weakness he had been used by that "ignorant brat."

"I'll get in an extra punch or two here and there, how 'bout it?" Naruto jokingly mentioned and bit his thumb, trying to hold back his laughter. "A mere punch would never suffice for making a fool of me!" His mind all but shook with the anger that Kyuubi extruded.

"Naruto-san."

He tensed, back rigid, and slowly counted to ten. He really was being overly dramatic Naruto admitted to himself. At least I can pass it off as a rush of hormones or something like that.

"Naruto-san." Madara repeated. If Naruto didn't know any better, he swore he heard some remorse in his voice somewhere. Slowly turning around, he gave him the annoyed look that was all too justified. "What?" He really wasn't in the mood for another idiotic conversation with him.

"You run….fast."

"Yeah, thanks, training remember?" Naruto replied shortly, arms crossed, he really was not in the mood for this.

He gave him a hard look, scrutinizing him, waiting for another stupidity to leave his mouth. For one of the most feared ninja of all time, you are one dumb fuck. Naruto thought to himself. It's probably the age, how old was he again?

"Look, Naruto-san, I thought of what you mentioned, and well….I suppose that…" before letting him finish Naruto blurted out what was on his mind. "How old are you anyway?" this made Madara stop talking and a confused look overcame his face. It was kind of funny, his cheeks were beginning to redden and it seemed that he didn't know what to do with this hands, seeing as how they were tucked into his shorts, which caused his back to hunch over a little bit. It was like a whole different person, it made him seem even younger, so insecure, so vulnerable. Totally not the man he had met earlier in the day. Hm. Weird mood swings.

"Too hard of a question?" Naruto laughed, seeing him so weak-looking grudgingly made him feel better, also, it made him get over his behavior earlier. Naruto could pick a fight but he knew when to let things slide.

"I-I shall be t-twenty less than four months from today." He stammered out, trying hard to compose himself.

"So you're nineteen? Why didn't you just say so?" He couldn't help but tease him, he knew this trick, it's what you did when you tried to make yourself seem older, hell, Naruto was guilty of doing it too. Though, he usually reserved it for the wooing of older women.

"Well, that is how we explain our birthdates in our clan." Madara said quickly, recovering to his haughty self. Uh-huh, totally got me there. Naruto internally rolled his eyes.

"Okay, well then, when will we be arriving at your compound, if you haven't forgotten I require some sustenance," and smiled, he didn't know if his speech was over the top and too dated, but so far Madara hadn't mentioned yet.

Madara actually chuckled," You are actually at the borders of it right now."

Naruto's eyes widened, a zip of excitement once again ran through his body. After almost half an hour of walking/fighting/running, Naruto stared into what he assumed was the direction of their destination and closed his eyes, concentrating. He could hear muffled noises. Perking up, he flicked his eyes quickly throughout the whole foliage, hoping to catch a glimpse of the noises that sounded all too familiar, the hustle and bustle of a town, or in this case, the compound. We're here! He thought excitingly, he could feel it, hell he could almost taste it. The air even had a different aura to it. The Uchiha compound.

"Grab my hand," Madara said quickly, not looking at her. What's with the shy guy routine? Naruto thought, if he didn't know any better…

"Please, Naruto-san." Madara stressed. Naruto stared at the offered hand," Well you did say please." He laid his hand over the other and with only a quick chakra pulse for warning, they disappeared.

Next thing he knew, Naruto was staring into a full blown district. People who all seemed vaguely familiar walked to and fro, animals ran by with giggling children following soon after, and random snippets of conversation filtered through the bustle.

"Yes, have you heard….raising the market value for….?"

"Oh dear… high enough as…is."

"…..Isn't that Madara-sama? Oh! It is, we he's looking well…"

"…maybe…she? What lovely hair…foreigner perhaps…."

"Mama! Look…pretty lady with…"

"Lord her clothing….unkempt…"

And so on and so forth, tuning them out he took in everything else. Focusing on the scenery, he noticed that in a way, it looked like a mini Konoha; well sans the hundred year-old beasts he was used to seeing. The Trees had been evidently cut down to form a dirt road leading to what he assumed was the center of their clan's village. Houses lined the road, some big and some small, but all with some form of the Uchiha symbol here and there. What astonished him more than anything though, was how normal everything seemed. For some reason, he had expected a desolate village with run down houses and trash littering the streets. He had not expected this; a town full of life, full of all ages of people, and he especially did not expect to see the all too familiar signs of businesses. He did not anticipate something so modern, well at least they didn't have neon signs or anything of the sort, then he didn't know how he'd react.

"Wow." Was all that he could muster, well I'll be damned.

Madara turned and looked at her, the confident young man once again, arms crossed and smiling cockily and said, "Our clan prides itself in maintaining a healthy and thriving compound. That you have noticed this is no hard task. Now, for your meal, an acquaintance of mine owns the barbeque pit just a few blocks down. This way," and without further ado started walking down the main road, nodding to a select few here and there. Keeping pace next to him, he took in his surroundings once again. Now that Naruto took a closer look at the clusters of people here and there, he noticed they all were staring. It didn't bother him, seeing as how he was raised around hateful eyes, and lingering stares, but this was different. The eyes weren't hateful or mean, but full of curiosity and contained wonderment. It was just a peculiar feeling was all.

Thinking about his appearance he must have stood out like a sore thumb. Long golden hair, shining brightly compared to the ebony locks of the Uchiha's. Tan skin due to his intensive outdoor training compared to that of fair skin. Cornflower blue eyes instead of the deep and almost soulless black of those that surrounded him; this female body was practically the complete opposite of what embodied an Uchiha, it was almost funny. Oh, looks like I'm a little taller too. He hadn't realized his 5' 6" was too tall, but compared to the women he saw from his standpoint, they all were around 5' or 5' 1", glancing at Madara, he noticed he was barely two inches if even above her head. Mistaking the glances as nervousness, Madara said, "A few more steps and we'll be away from the curious glances." It was almost nice but Naruto could only scoff, "You're pretty short for some clan heir, you know that."

Madara could only clench his teeth. How could this woman fluster him so much? She had loosened up since the few hours they had been together, but he wasn't sure he liked it too much. She was harsh and demanding at times, it was confusing! He even put his pride aside and made sure to make her feel comfortable, but then she would snap back at him, as if offended by his care. He didn't know whether all women from her village were like this or perhaps it was the fact that she was held in a "tight spot" due to her political affiliation, but it irked him. Once again, he thought of his humble and gentle mother, or his dutiful and stoic cousins, they were nothing like her. She was more dominant than any woman he'd ever encountered; she was almost as crass as some of his male relatives; especially so when she teased him about his age or his height. A man such as I shouldn't be cowed by a female!

Yet, even with all these marks against her, he couldn't help but feel drawn to her. He thought back to what he said about wanting to get to know her. That was true, and growing stronger by the minute. She fought when others apologized profusely, she laughed when others blushed in embarrassment. It was refreshing to interact with someone so complex.

Madara sighed, he hadn't met someone this interesting in a while, and it was disappointing. He knew her time here was limited, but perhaps that was the way it should be. No female should take up as much time as she had so far. The most he ever spent with a strange woman was a few hours, never a whole day.

Stealing a quick glance, he noticed her obvious staring and couldn't help but preen with a bit of pride. The sort of pride that a man got when he was standing next to a beautiful woman, and was glad that she was accompanying him. He knew it was a bit arrogant, but he was an Uchiha, and they deserved the best. Of course he would try his best to hide these internal thoughts, for he had an inkling of an idea that if this exotic woman ever found out about them, she would be sure to physically leave a reminder of her nonconformist behavior. Looking back out to his birthplace, he noticed the looks of his close relatives and their neighbors. The looks on a few of his close family members were mostly questioning; he knew he'd have to explain later, something he wasn't too sure how to feel. The rest were from those that were not directly related to the Uchiha's or even connected at all. Though most of the compound was made up of Uchiha men and women, a very low percentage included those allowed to stay for trade and business reasons. It had caused a few relationships and marriages within the family and the merchant outsiders, a fact that was not very well accepted within the clan, but truces were made and deals were done so that these families were protected. How someone would deliberately ostracize themselves from their family, Madara could not understand.

Once again, his eyes wandered towards the vixen next to him. When she had grasped his hand he grudgingly admitted that his pulse had sped up during their contact. To her it must have been nothing, a mere touch of a boy's hands, but for a second, he had felt something. It was not a something that could be written off as hormones, but that was a factor too, but he had physically felt a spark of power jump along his skin. His eyes had widened a fraction of an inch, but he had whisked them away before he thought too much about it. He had deliberately done so that she could not remember or see the paths in which he transported through. If he remembered correctly, there were approximately twelve illusions he had passed in order to reach the Uchiha territory, it was never too safe with outsiders, no matter how charming. Naruto hadn't even questioned it though, it nagged something at the back of his brain, how could someone not involved with ninja's not bother to question such a technique? It worried him, maybe he needed to interrogate her a bit more. Perhaps she has been exposed to ninja dealings more than she is aware. Pushing it all into a corner of his mind, he would save it for a later time where he could focus more. Smelling the familiar scents of the establishment, he stopped an announced their arrival.

"We are here."

Looking to the left, Naruto saw what seemed like a pretty generic barbeque joint. Some things never change.

Both walking in, they were greeting by a cheerful middle aged man, with a slightly wavering voice. Is he scared?

"Madara-sama! W-welcome! Please s-sit, what may I get for you?" The man tried to say as cheerfully as possible, a nervous flicker of his eyes.

No answer.

"You have q-quite a female companion there, quite a beautiful. May I a-ask how you t-two came to know each other?

Madara cleared his throat and even that sounded high and mighty, sensing that he might say something stupid, Naruto interrupted.

"Hello, you may call me Naruto. It's a pleasure to meet you, I must admit I am quite excited to taste your food." Naruto said avoiding the latter question, trying to be as carefree as possible to put the man at ease.

"Ah, the p-pleasure is all m-mine Naruto-san, I am Kohei." Then bowed deeply and gestured towards his restaurant, "A friend of Madara-sama's is a friend of ours. Please, sit wherever you'd like."

"Well, I wouldn't say that." Naruto whispered under his breath, knowing full well that Madara had heard him. What he did externally was nod happily to the older gentleman and went to the third booth down, closer to the back, in which he assumed the kitchen was located. Sitting down, Madara followed soon after, back straight and chin uplifted, embracing what Naruto assumed was his normal behavior.

Naruto took a look around at the place and realized it still had that unused feel to it. The booths and tables all were in great condition, with no sign of wear or tear. There was only another couple of people at the other end of the establishment, but for customers that was it. Haven't made a name for themselves yet I suppose. What greatly influenced this thought was how some of the deals he could see laying on tables and what he glimpsed before going into the store were ridiculously cheap. Many deals of group meals and discounts for certain times of the year were what caught his eye. I'll have to snatch some of those before I leave.

"Have you been in this business for long, Kohei-san?" Naruto asked after his observations.

"Oh, my, is it that obvious? N-not quite, I opened for business a mere two months ago." He answered timidly, eyes downcast and apologetic. "If it weren't for Madara-sama's patronage, we would have gone out as soon as we opened. You see, barbeque is not very common in these parts, it's very foreign."

"Really? Well, what a kind person Madara-sama must be." He said cheekily, turning to look at said person. All Madara did was snort and retorted, "Hn." You Uchiha's, never taking a compliment well.

As if not noting her sarcasm, Kohei nodded enthusiastically and agreed whole heartedly. "What may I g-get for you?" He said, mostly looking at Madara.

"The usual."

As if expecting this, the man bowed deeply and shuffled off into the back, pans clattering and the muted yelling of people indicated that it was a rush order.

Naruto laughed and leaned forward, forming a bridge with his hands and laid his chin on them; focusing on the man in front of him. "I didn't know you were such a charitable man, Madara-san. It is nothing you should hide." He smiled condescendingly at him, hoping to rile him up a bit.

It worked like a charm as Madara shifted slightly in his seat, flicking his bangs out his eyes. "The food is acceptable, therefore I eat here on occasion."

"Speaking of which, what is he preparing?"

"Like I said earlier, the usual." Madara replied smartly.

Naruto raised an eyebrow, "And what, pray tell, is your usual? How do you like it, Madara-san?" He said, voice as composed as possible, and with a growing grin on his face.

Madara's mouth opened slightly; his eyes widening, hands gripping the table. This is too easy. Naruto thought with glee. I guess no woman had never actually been this obvious to him, well that's a good sign I suppose, at least they have some self respect. Naruto was having fun, using pick-up techniques decades ahead of someone's time must be like a hammer to the head.

Then, two plates of sizzling barbeque ribs were placed in front of them, visibly making the Uchiha flinch, clearly unaware of his surroundings. Tsk tsk, rookie. Where did the trained assassin from earlier go?

"Your order Madara-sama, Naruto-san," Kohei said after placing the food and a pitcher of water in the middle of the table, clearly in better spirits. Finally, food!

Giving Kohei an appreciative smile, he picked up one of the ribs and started to eat as daintily as possible but with the fervor of his ramen eating skills; it was no easy task. Not really focusing on Madara, Naruto decided to ditch the small talk and feed himself.

After a little more that twenty minutes, Naruto had finished his third plate of ribs. Surprisingly, he hadn't gotten his hands or clothes too dirty, the only sign of his less than mannered eating habits was a small stain on the sleeve of his kimono. Success. Looking up he caught Madara's glance, he was met with an incredulous stare. He grinned, the Uchiha had only just finished his last rib of the first plate.

"Mmm!" Naruto exclaimed and scratched the back of his neck, "I don't know why no one comes here, this food is delicious." Madara only kept staring, this time with more composed features. Shrugging his shoulders, Naruto began to scoot out of the booth, hoping to pay for his meal. Finally out, Naruto stood up and began walking towards the back of the restaurant, where he saw a small counter located. Scanning the room, the two other guests were still finishing up their meal, caught in some deep discussion. He wanted to pay for the food, the only problem that he was currently trying to figure out was how the money looked. The only image he had in his mind was decades too soon, and he didn't think the shopkeeper would be too happy with receiving money he didn't recognize. Taking a closer look at the other customers, he noticed a few coins piled on the corner of the table. Score! Naruto thought, Now all I gotta do is get close enough without looking too suspicious to see them in more detail. Objective acquired, he started walking once again once he realized he had been standing still.

His goal was never achieved, just as he was passing Madara, the Sharingan master's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. Wow, fast. Naruto had only caught a blur of movement which now registered as Madara's grip on him. Looking down at the restrained appendage he gave a quick tug. He didn't budge. "Uchiha-san, please release my wrist, I intend to pay for my meal." Naruto said lightly, giving a couple other tugs. Sure enough, his wrist was still in the lock of Madara's hold; looking at him, he noticed that he was doing the Uchiha smile once again. Glad I can be so fuckin' entertaining. Naruto could have ripped away from him, but that meant another fight and another confrontation. He really didn't think he could be so nice anymore and only retain his corrective instincts to yelling and light sparring.

Without any word, Madara stood up and slapped several coins on the table. Giving him a look that said, 'there, you happy?' he scooted out gracefully somehow and marched towards the exit, hand still around Naruto's wrist. Doing the only thing possible without looking clumsy, Naruto sped up and was obliged to walk behind Madara in order to prevent from tripping himself; letting out a frustrated sigh he yelled back into the restaurant, "Thank you, Kohei-san!" and then was forced out into the main road again and headed up the street into the center of the compound.

"Let go of me, Uchiha-san. You are not being very courteous right now!" He said, voice high and sing-songy.

Madara only clicked his teeth and tightened his grip on her. Growling slightly Naruto matched the Uchiha's pace and started tugging more viciously, "Let. Me. Go." He hissed, voice low but getting serious. He didn't want to cause a scene in front of prospective acquaintances, but this was really getting on his nerves. Madara didn't even flinch and kept on walking, getting closer and closer to a large estate that Naruto could make out the silhouette to. It's getting late, what is it? Like eight already? Naruto guestimated by the position of the shadows and the fewer people walking around.

There were more teenagers than anything now, surely hoping to break curfew or screw around, whatever teens did in this age. Ahh adolescents, they never change. He thought, noting how a few of them gave quick appreciative glances, and there were even a few double takes. I really need to check myself out. Naruto thought jokingly, he hadn't really studied himself ever since he was dropped off in this reality. The only things he knew were the ones he could feel and within see within his sight range, such as: her mid-waist blond hair, which was currently loose, the height noted earlier, the erhem breast size which was about the same as his Orioke no Jutsu, meaning large. Other than that, he didn't know the facial features, which he assumed were at least pretty gauging by everyone's reactions.

Lifting his constrained hand up he decided to play a little prank on him. Making up his mind, he decided to make the Uchiha uncomfortable and out of his element. What was on Naruto's mind was to give him a long lick on the knuckles. He giggled, OH man, this is gonna be hilarious. A date had done it to him on the night they were sure to have sex, it had given him and instant boner, it made him wonder how Madara would react to it. Lifting up his hand, he neared it to his mouth, tongue at the ready. Sensing the movement and hearing the giggle, Madara slowly turned his head to the side, looking down at their raised hands.

It felt like Naruto had all the time in the world, he took in Madara's blank face slowly morphing into a shocked one, their raised hands and the ever darkening sky. It seemed like everything was moving in slow-motion, milliseconds of film slowly being manipulated so that he could focus on the scene he was soon to cause havoc on. Almost to his mouth, Naruto slowly stuck his tongue out, preparing to land a big wet one, but before anything could actually happen, a voice startled them.

"Madara-san! You're home! We didn't expect you for another three days." A very cheerful tone rang out from the door of the nearest house.

Visibly flinching, Madara quickly let go of her wrist as if on fire for being caught in the act and did an about-face; nodding at the disembodied voice, almost as if they weren't in a compromising position a few seconds ago. Impressive. I don't think I could have recovered that quickly.

"Yes, matters came up."

Naruto pouted slightly and crossed his arms, he hated when pranks didn't go his way. Shrugging to himself, Naruto observed the interactions between the two, it seemed they were on a friendly basis. 'Madara-san, huh?'I wonder who it could be. Stepping to the side to check out the voice, it turned out to be a young teenager, around the age of seventeen. He had the trademark dark-hair that so many villagers had, but he was incredibly tall, even taller than Madara; he approximated 6'5". Nearing the house-seeing as how Madara had totally forgotten about his existence and just walked over to him—he noticed one another different characteristics. It was dark outside but he could just make out the color of his eyes, they were a deep green. So I'm guessing he's not a straight up Uchiha then.

Their conversation went on for a while longer, something concerning trade and the market fluctuations. Naruto sighed, "So is he just going to ignore me?" He said to himself, perhaps it was someone Madara didn't want Naruto to know about, or vice verses. Well, I'm going to introduce myself!

Marching over, he was two steps away from the house, noting how it was a traditional home, more decorative that some of the surrounding ones. Must be rich. He deduced. Taking the last step to stand behind Madara, he tapped his shoulder and smiled when he turned around. Not giving him time to speak, he pushed him to the side, with a little more force than necessary, causing him to catch his footing and looked up at the young man now before her. The young boy gave her a confused smile, eyes uneasy and flicking to Madara's as if asking for permission. Naruto began his introduction.

"Hello there. It seems Uchiha-san has forgotten his manners once again and forgot to introduce us. My name is Naruto, I'm new around this territory, what may your name be?" He then jutted his right hand out, and gave a friendly smile.

The teenaged boy slowly raised his hand and met the woman's hand in a handshake, a very weak one, but a handshake none the less.

"My name is Naoki, good to meet you." He said softly, hanging his head and moving it so that his bangs fell onto his face. Does no one know a good haircut around here? Naruto had noticed a lot of the men had long hair, or overgrown bangs, he supposed it must be the current fad. Noting the silence, he thought it was weird to see the change in character; he seemed nothing like how he had enthusiastically been to catch Madara's attention.

Though his head was bent, that didn't change Naoki's height, so Naruto simply tilted his head and looked under all the hair and stared up at him. "Noaki-san, are you okay?"

Said person only flinched and shuffled backwards, heading to the now closed door, his hand came out behind him grasping for the doorknob, but due to his height it was a ways down. Bending backwards and to the side he finally got it to turn and successfully opened the door, but on his way back he somehow slipped and ended up falling on his rear end. Naruto couldn't help it, it was too funny. He couldn't not laugh, so he did just that. He threw his head back causing his hair to follow in an arc behind it and laughed until tears started to form at the corner of his eyes. He clenched his stomach, and bent forward, still laughing, hair now around his face because he was now facing the ground.

"Ahahah, oh man, ahahah, Naoki-san, forgive me, but that was just too amusing." Naruto finally said, after wiping his tears away and straightening up, staring down at the splayed teenager before him. It seemed Naoki hadn't moved, he was still on the floor with his hands bracing the ground to balance his weight. One leg was also bent, while the other was extended. Naoki only looked up and he gave Naruto a wide-eyed stare, mouth slightly puckered. "I do apologize, I didn't know I was that scary." Naruto kidded, but Noaki only stared at her and didn't answer. "Um, sorry?" Finally Naoki spoke looking at Madara, "She thinks I'm funny?"

It was Madara's turn to sigh and give her a frustrated look. Bending down , he helped to get Naoki back on his feet, then stepped back and turned to Naruto, voice serious, "Naoki-san has a rare phobia. He…." Madara paused then looked at Noaki, who was now fiddling with his thumbs, looking up once in a while to look at Naruto, muttering something under his breath. "He is afraid of women. Well, perhaps afraid or phobia are not the correct terms, but he does not function well around females, it is hard for him to interact successfully with them." Naruto could only stare, mouth shaped in a little 'o.'

"It is getting late, perhaps I should delay the introductions…" Madara said more to himself, in the thinker pose. A few short seconds later he nodded to himself and turned to speak to Naoki. "You must be tired Naoki, go to bed, we'll discuss this later tomorrow." He emphasized this by pushing him into the house and slowly shutting the door. Just before he closed the door completely Naoki repeated what he was saying under his breath, "She thinks I'm funny!" Then gave a big grin, waved at her and the door was shut.

Now Madara turned to Naruto," I was going to take you on a tour of my family's grand estates, but it is now too late for such a thing. You will have to wait one more torturous day, Naruto-san." Naruto could only pout. "Hm, that sucks."

Madara only nodded, "If you would like we can meet by the restaurant we dined at earlier, perhaps then we can discuss our sparring schedule and begin the touring of the estates and city. You should be glad, I am not usually some guide." Without waiting for him to object, he gave a polite head shake in her direction and walked off.

But where am I supposed to sleep?

And that's a wrap! Hope you enjoyed, once again, don't forget to review! :P