I keep walking down the path. So far Naruto and the other Konoha Jounins have showed me various places. The academy and the bridge of which my parents' Genin team used to meet among them. After awhile, Naruto told the others to leave, and now it was just he and I.
I glance at him. "Where are we going now?" I question the blonde.
He looks at me with serious eyes. And here I thought he was just a blubbering idiot. "I'm taking you to your mother's parents' home," he responds.
I raise an eyebrow. "Why would you do that?"
"I feel they have the right to know their daughter is alive and well, don't you?" Naruto questions.
I nod. "Yeah." I've never thought about my parents' families, it's weird frankly. All my life I've never even thought of why I do not have extended family members.
Naruto knocks on the door of a home and the door opens revealing a middle-aged woman with pink hair and the same warm green eyes my mother has. I blink. This must be my grandmother.
"What a lovely surprise, Hokage-sama," the woman proclaims. "What brings you here? Come on in."
Naruto grinned. "Thank you, Haruno-san," he said walking into the home. Blinking, I follow in pursuit. As the woman sits down onto the floor, I take a glance around the room. I spot a picture covered with pink. I squint my eyes to see a picture of my mother when she was younger; I'd say roughly fifteen to sixteen.
Naruto tugs on my shirt, instructing me to sit down. I do so.
I see my mother's mother look at me in suspicion. I blink back at her. Possibly she noticed the resemblance between my father and I. I've been told countless times today that I look exactly like him when he was younger.
The blonde man then clears his throat. "Haruno-san, as you may have suspected, this child," he points at me, "is the Uchiha heir."
I look at the elderly woman for a reaction.
She raises an eyebrow. "Is he…hers too?" she questions, myself knowing directly that she's talking about her daughter, my mother.
Naruto nods. "He's told us himself, along with his sister," he answers.
Tears glimmer in her eyes. My eyes downcast. She must miss my mother, just like mine must miss me right now, and neither of these two concerned mothers knew the real place to find their children. I had lied to mine about coming here, and now with Sakuke missing, she must be frantic. My eyes widen. What if she came after us? I could not measure the length to what my mother would go to find Sakuke and myself. Distracted with my thoughts, I came into the conversation in the middle.
"We are not exact of her whereabouts, but we suspect the Oto village," Naruto states as he stands, "We'll get back to you if we find anymore information."
The woman nods.
"Let's go then. Have a nice day, Haruno-san," he nods at me to follow and I jolt up.
After that, he looks down upon me. "So, what did you think of her? Nice woman, right?" he asks.
I nod.
"Reminds you a lot of your mother?" he questions and again I nod solemnly.
"Naruto-san," I decide he deserves a suffix of some sort.
"Yeah?"
"What happened to my father's side of the family?" I question and the blonde man seems to freeze at this.
"Your father's family? Well, kid," he swallows a lump in his throat as if he's afraid to tell me, "there is none."
I stop and raise an eyebrow. There wasn't any? "What happened to them?" Maybe it was something that caused Tousan to leave the village, maybe this place held memories that pained him in some way.
"Maybe we should talk about this some other time, you know about five to ten years from now sounds good," Naruto states as he keeps walking, in a faster pace than before. I run to catch up to him, still curious.
"Don't you think I deserve to know?" I was going to dig this out of him one way or another.
"Hai, demo," his blue eyes faded, "I believe its something you should discuss with Sasuke, I have no right to tell you."
My eyes flash with frustration. "Demo, I never see Tousan often, and I doubt he'd even tell me. We barely talk to each other at all," I state.
"Is that so?" Naruto questions. "That's odd."
"Why is it odd?" I ask.
"I'd figure, after what happened to his own family, he'd treat his better," Naruto comments.
I feel like I should punch him. "What do you know?" I spat. "You have no right to judge him…even though he's not around much, I know he cares. Otherwise, why would he bother to show up at all?"
Naruto smiles a small grin. "So, he's not a complete failure?"
I shake my head vigorously. "I used to think so, but not anymore," I reply, feeling more pride towards my father than ever.
As we keep walking Naruto asks, "What made you change your mind?"
The answer was simple enough. "Not too long ago, I saw a different side to my father. A gentle side, a compassionate one," I respond.
Naruto grins. "Let me guess, toward Sakura-chan?"
I nod for what seems like the tenth time today. "Yeah, he really cares for her. All this time, I had thought otherwise. I though he was self-conceited for causing my mother so much pain and not even making up for it. But now I know the truth, he doesn't mean it. He tries his best, just sometimes, that isn't enough," I explain.
Naruto looks at me with a weird expression. "Are you sure your nine-years-old?" he questions.
"Isn't that what I said," I tell him back.
"Well, you have the wisdom of someone twice your age. I'm sure, if your father knew such a thing, he'd be proud," he states.
I smirk. "Thanks."
"No problem, hey you hungry cause I know of a great place," he changes the mood all of sudden.
"Really? And where is that?" I ask.
"My place. No one can cook better than my Hinata-chan," the Hokage proclaims proudly and I can't help but chuckle at this. He says he was best friends with my father, yet they are complete opposites. I knew one thing though; this place was a lot better than Sound.
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