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Chapter 13: Daycare/Peach pie/Ino

"But Daddy~" Naruto sobbed, chubby tears rolling down his wiskered cheeks. He didn't want to leave the comfort of his home for some classroom. Kushina had managed to stretch her "maternity leave" from three months to somehow-someway-roughly four years. She was needed back as a ninja and Minato couldn't take Naruto to work everyday. So open enrollment to Daycare would have to do.

"I know you don't want to go, Naruto." Minato spoke, getting on one knee to his son's height. Naruto was so darn cute, he found himself struggling not to squeel like a high-school girl. His adorable sailor shirt and blue shorts made Naruto look innocent, but this was also a problem as Minato cautiously gaurded his child, fearing the trashcan could be the nearest petophile.

"I wanna' be 'ome with mama" Naruto hiccuped.

Minato brushed away a few stray hairs off Naruto's cheeks.

"But Sasuke will be here, don't you want to play with him?" Minato had found out sasuke had been enrolled to Daycare, hopping that would ease Naruto's fear of going, but it didn't.

"But. . .You won't come back!" Naruto wailed and Minato sadly smiled.

"That's not true, Naruto. I tell you what, if you stand up straight like a big boy and go to daycare, then I promise we'll go to the Ichiraku ramen bar" Minato raised his eyebrows in temptation, although Naruto was ramen-obessed, he was still unsure.

Minato softened his smile. "Naruto. . .I would never leave you alone in a place you didn't like."

Naruto wipped away a few tears and Minato gave him one last hug.

"Just a few hours, Naruto. And then you can come home."

"pw'omise?" Naruto cried.

"I promise. . ."

When a teacher came out, she took Naruto's hand, leading him into the building. It took a lot of willpower for Minato to not rush back for his son. Not even a block away, and he felt Naruto was millions of miles from his reach.

On nice days, The Namikaze-Uzumaki family went on picnics to either the sunny woods or the park. Today, though, they took a trip to the beach, where their days were filled with sunshine and warmth. Naruto had enjoyed splashing in the water, to learning how to swim. And when the three were supposed to be taking a small nap, he buried his father in the sand, only leaving his head. But what Naruto enjoyed the most was that delecious, mouth-wattering, cinimony, ripe, peach pie.

His mother had made it from scratch and Naruto had more than three helpings. He would have had more if his mother didn't warn him about having a buddah-belly afterwards. The trip was nice, it felt like forever since he had time with his family.

He began to cry at the thought of how long it would be the next time they went out, although Kushina and Minato couldn't find the real answer as to why Naruto cried the way home, they would have never guessed it was the pie he would be missing.

Ino was a girl with long pretty hair. She wouldn't allow Naruto to touch it though. This angered him. She let Sasuke tough her hair, why not him?!

"My Mammy's hair is longer!" He would argue. "And it's beautifuller* than yours!"

Ino would puff up her chest in anger, she took pride in her hair and how long and pretty it was. Each night her father would comb her hair, speaking lovley words to his daughter. And to have some blonde kid (who probably didn't even wash or comb his own hair) insult her, was a throb to the chest.

"Your mom is fat!" She'd scream back.

Naruto stopped from walking away and ran back to her.

"Your mom has a big butt!"

"Your mom needs to brush her teeth!"

They were small insults according to adults, but to children, their mothers are everything to them. Which means, these are HUGE insults.

"I wish I never touched your hair, Ino! Sakura's is prettier anyway!" Naruto folded his arms.

Ino gasped.

She HATED Sakura!

If she and Sakura were anything alike, it was they could punch. And of course Ino Yamanaka was not happy seeing a confused Hokage with a very pissed off red-head holding a crying boy holding a black eye with his small hand.

"Isn't it usually girls who fight over hair?" Minato asked, still very confused.

SOOOOOOOO ADORABLE!

beautifuller* = I don't know where this came from, hey, Naruto's only four, gotta' give the kid some slack, he can't speak his words right, yet.

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