"Congratulations to our new Genin from the Early Shinobi Academy, we hope that your journey to being great Shinobi that possess Konoha's Will of Fire is a safe successful journey. With that, I tip my Hokage hat to you; the future of Konoha's wellbeing belongs to you."

The tall blond looked over the new graduates, two being his own children, and wondered what power they were all going to possess in the near future. 'I should be scared, my children know way more than I did at that age.'

"Hey! Dad!" shouted a small girl with dark hair and bluish eyes. 'I know she is not calling me out at a time like this.' Naruto thought to himself while looking annoyed at his only daughter.

Hina was the second born of his set of twins. She was a sickly child when she was born and wasn't expected to live because her chakra system was never fully developed. He was given an option by his host, which he now controlled, that he would provide his seed to place into the child so she can have a chance at life. The downfall of this is that another bijou would be born with the child being treated the same as he was. Also he wouldn't know the characteristics of the new demon. Would she be able to control it as he himself did? Would he just be putting himself and his village at risk with a new Bijou? He knew the fox just wanted to make sure he was still on this earth when they would die, even if only his offspring. He didn't care about the risk at the moment; he wanted his daughter to live. The sealing wasn't complicated because the new bijou wasn't full grown but a newborn itself. When complete her face bared the same marks as her father's.

Now that same sickly child was graduating with her twin brother and friends. He never expected it to work this well. She was the shortest of the class with his tanned skin and bright blue eyes. Her mother's colored hair hung down her back with her bangs sweeping to one side of her face. The expression on that face wasn't a happy one either.

"Yes Hina? Is there something wrong?" he replied to her outburst as calmly as capable. "Hiro is not happy that you placed him on a team that I am not on!" she shouted again.

'I knew this would end up being a problem. They hate being separated but it must happen.'

He looked at his first born twin, Hiro. He was strong from day one but strangely quiet. He wasn't they crying type as a baby as long as his sister was next to him. He was almost the tallest in the class with his mother's pale complexion and bloodline eyes but that wild mess of yellow was no mistake to whose offspring that was. When he was three they had thought he was hard of hearing or maybe something was wrong with his vocal cords because he would not speak to anyone just obey and listen. They took him to a doctor to check him out. The doctor couldn't find anything wrong and said when he is ready to talk he will. They got home that night and Hiro went to Hina and looked her in the eye. Hina took a minute to stare at him then look at her mother and father as they were watching the scene unfold. "Hiro said if he needs to say something he will." And with that there kids went sit at the table to wait for dinner. Naruto and Hinata just looked at each other and realized that their son was a mute and their daughter could read his facial expressions.

"We will talk about that at home." She always wears him out and he felt bad for Tsunade when he was young.

He looked into the crowed of parents and saw his wife sitting next to their 10 year old Ichigo. 6 year old Tenchi was on her lap playing in her hair. He was pleased with their children. They were intelligent and polite thanks to Hinata's gene's and knew strength and discipline thanks to his, not including some unwanted attributes like his only daughters outspokenness.

"Fine but we are not happy with your decision." She really was disappointed. She flopped back into her chair sulking. She wanted her brother next to her. It made her sane. She was put on the same team with Itachi and Twig. They were both nice to her and her friends but she felt lost without her brother by her side. What was her father thinking separating them? She looked at her brother's team. There was that Tsuki girl with jet black long hair that she keeps in a braid. She always thought the Tsuki had the prettiest eyes; they were a yellow green look. She was very lean and fast, she was right to pick up her father's tai-jutsu moves. Lee! That was her last name, Tsuki Lee.

Hina then glanced at her brothers other teammate. Jin, he was a weird character. He was of a medium height compared to her brother with black hair he kept in a short cut. His eyes were a very light blue and he was always a little pasty looking to her and very quiet, she figured he was the observing type and always just left him alone with his drawling pad. Yamanaka. Jin Yamanaka.

"Calm down, your father always had a good reason for things." Itachi put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring grin. "You make me feel like you don't want us on your team, but we love you isn't that right Itachi?" Twig was pinching her cheeks again and she was about to send a kunai to his throat.

Itachi was one of her first friends. He had saved her in the park one day when her brother didn't get to her in time. She always saw him at the boring party's her dad had to bring the family to, he would stand next to his pregnant mother like a guard just smiling when people say how much he looked like his father. His mother didn't really need a guard her being Sakura Uchiha. She practically ran Konoha's hospital. Naruto always told her to be as nice and polite around her as possible or else it will hurt. She never understood why but she didn't dare disobey her father. Itachi did look like his father too when they stood together. There posture and facial expression were a complete match. Except for the green eyes the younger one had.

He was the tallest in the class and kept his hair in a mid-length pony tail. His bangs never fell past his face though, and that kept all the girls in class drooling over his big green eyes. He was always with her when Hiro couldn't be.

"If you keep doing that to her she's going to stab you again." Itachi said pulling out a kunai and handing it to Hina, which she happily accepted. Itachi always instigated her and Twigs fights.

"Hey! Hey I quit I'm sorry Hina, please not the leg again." He panicked while running behind Itachi.

*Flashback*

Twig found her one day at the training grounds when she was 7. She was having a rough day and finally got away from the kids that were chasing her. "I don't understand why they hate me. I'm just trying to be friendly." Hina started to sniff her tears back when she noticed a flower bloom right in front of her.

Then another one sprouted right out of the ground and bloomed next to the other. "They are so pretty!" she had never seen anything like this before.

A kid with brown hair and brown eyes walked up to her. "What's with the tears my short friend?" Hina looked up at the kid and notice he had a flower in his hand for her. "Kids were chasing after me again and then these flowers started to bloom around me and it kind of made me feel better. I am Hina by the way." "Well Hina, my name is Twig and whenever you feel you need to cheer up I'll do this for you." And with a few hand signs a whole meadow of sunflowers bloomed around them.

"Oh wow… they are my favorite flowers! There so pretty! Thanks you so much Twig! You defiantly made me feel better." She hugged her new friend and ran around in the flowers for a bit.

He watched her and then thought to himself. 'So she is the one I need to keep an eye on. Just like father said he had to do with the Hokage when he was younger. She doesn't seem so dangerous.'

*End Flashback*

Twig was always treating her like a little kid because she was short and Itachi's instigating never helped any situation.

Sasuke walked up behind Naruto on the platform. They both watched as Hina was being held back by Itachi from stabbing Twig. "Scary isn't it Naruto?" Naruto looked back at Sasuke. "It makes me want to run for cover. Our own creations will eventually take over Konoha.