For the first time in his life, Uzumaki Naruto had someone to share his rather..odd Christmas traditions with. That lucky....or unlucky depending on who you ask, someone just happens to be one Uzumaki Sakura.
As the sun rises, Sakura rolls over in bed. Christmas it may be, but neither her nor her husband were morning people. It seemed however that she was doomed to be proven wrong as she felt a heavy form leap upon the bed and whisper in her ear.
"Sakura-Chan! Wakey Wakey, It's time for Christmas Breakfast!"
"Christmas Breakfast?" She thought in her head. Had her husband lost his mind - perminantly this time? She groaned and sat up, just in time to have a strange looking food set infront of her. It was..very green, and very red. She poked it and determined it was a pancake, dyed green and in the shape of a christmas tree. The little red things were strawberries. Next to it, was a glass of bright red Milk, which she - after a cautious sip - determined was also strawberry flavored.
Her husband seemed to have the same meal for himself, but downed it before she could even take a few bites out of hers.
"Hurry up Sakura-chan! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"
He was like an excited kid or something. The man was Hokage and nearly 23 years old and yet sometimes she wondered if he had ever grown beyond their early teenage years.
After finishing her meal - at her own pace. She got up and got dressed, stepping out of the room she found Naruto fidgeting restlessly.
"Come on! We're gonna be late!"
"For what?"
"No time! Come on!"
He grabbed her hand and starting leaping across the snow covered rooftops. She noticed that they were headed for the academy, but who could be at the academy - it was christmas day, only a foolish workaholic would...Iruka. Of course, he wanted to go see Iruka, but why in such a hurry?
As they came to the front gates of the school Iruka was just locking them, he was laced up pretty heavily in his Jacket and smiled when he saw Naruto.
"That time of year again is it Naruto? It almost slipped right past me, well come on then."
Iruka took off and Sakura and Naruto were hot on his tail, once again Sakura's brain was at a loss, what were these two up too. She finally managed to let her thoughts catch up to her when they landed infront of the orphanage where Naruto for a short while had grown up.
She was still confused - when out of nowhere a snow ball hit her in the head. She blinked and turned around to see a small orphan duck into the woods, her husband ducked one that came from behind the building. She turned to look at him and his grin widened to almost painful proportions.
"It has begun! The Great Snowball War!" She watched in awe as Iruka and Naruto built themselves a small snow barrier to protect themselves from the incoming hail storm of tiny heaved snow balls. She noticed now and then Naruto would stand up and let himself get hit - on purpose.
He would then fall to the ground, feiging serious injury and call to his "Medic" whom the role Sakura had been cast in apparently. As it went on Sakura could not stop herself from throughly enjoying this little experience. Finally Naruto Charged foreward and went to leap at the kids, but he was nailed in all directions by snowballs. Sakura looked to Iruka and blinked.
"How long has he been doing this?"
"Nearly 11 years now."
"But that would mean....."
"Yes, even before he was an offical genin. These kids don't get much of a christmas, and Naruto saw that. So every christmas he comes here and gets in a big snow ball fight with them. I asked him why one day and he simply told me "Because they are my family." Pretty Non-Naruto of a responce huh?"
As she watched him tussle and play with the children, she had to disagree with Iruka.
"No, it's the perfect Naruto responce..."
Because to him, The Village, It's People, and Especially Her. They were all precious people, they were all - Family.