Naruto now was stuck in an enigma. He had no idea what to do, as soon as the door closed he was left alone in the maddening pile of stuffed animals, half eaten ramen and damnable pink. There wasn't even a single smidgen of orange in this room!

Sickening.

Shaking his head, Naruto decided the only way to find some answers was to try asking Kurama exactly what was going on. Closing his eyes, the small child attempted to access his mind-scape. He had done it so many times by this point, that it became as natural as breathing. For this very reason, Naruto was shocked to find that he couldn't access his mind-scape for strange reason. Kurama was there, that was for sure. He knew the sickening feeling of the Bjuu's missing presence. Without Kurama, he wouldn't live anyway. Their souls were tied together, destined to forever be in one place. Even if their bodies were separated, at death if Naruto reincarnated somehow, like Sasuke and he, Kurama would also be there. He also suspected that Itachi would also be there, as Inzuna was likely the weasel shinobi.

Now noticing his trailing off, the reasoned that he must be in another world similar to the one Obito put him in before. A place where the Akatsuki was good, truly an odd place. This being the case, Naruto assumed he needed to get home as soon as possible. It was enjoyable before, to be able to see his father just like before. He briefly wondered where his mother could be, but squashed it as he needed a plan to get home. The only way to do that, was to defeat the user of the jutsu. But who could put him in the jutsu? Obito was dead, and also was on his side even if he hadn't died. That only left Sasuke, but Sasuke had left to wander the world. He had no reason to return to the village, just to put him in this technique. Hell, he didn't even want to be Hokage anymore. He had no reason to come back to a place where mostly everyone disliked him for his past acts.

There was another fact that led him to believe this was a similar technique, but not one in the same. Naruto lost his age, and by the looks of it his gender as well. He could still feel every bit of his chakra he was suppressing unconsciously, it was necessary so that he wouldn't overwhelm most other people. Deep in him, he could still feel the power of the Tailed Beasts that was given to him, as well as the Sage's chakra. It seemed his body had converted instead of outright being thrust in another body, so he was thankful for that. He wouldn't know what to do without his abilities. Then again, there was nothing he knew of that could separate Kurama and himself. He also knew however, that trying to use physical strength was out of the question.

Taking a wry look at his tiny cute looking hands, he doubted he'd do much of punching anything at all. They looked like they'd never even imagined the concept of physical work, let alone would be able to punch something strong enough to shift dimensions of the strongest person in the Elemental Nations, without him even noticing. This left him to use...

Naruto grimaced.

"Intelligence." Naruto gave an involuntary shudder of displeasure at the thought of doing massive amounts of thinking so he wouldn't be stuck in this world. Giving a sigh of displeasure, he figured he'd do the same thing as last time; Wait around and have at least a little fun before having to get to business. He had no idea where he was supposed to be going anyway, might as well just hang around for a bit.

Knock knock

Naruto perked up, which showed by his sapphire orbs igniting the light of curiosity.

"Lady Uzumaki," The woman who was outside her door tried to sound convincingly brave, but he could hear the undertone of terror with inflection. "M-May I enter?" He could only wonder why she was so fearful of a child, but passed it off to it being because he was living under the roof of whoever owned this place. He had to wonder who actually owned this place, whoever they were loaded was an understatement. It begged the question though, did his father work for the Emperor? That was a high paying job, no wonder his Dad could afford to let them live here.

"Yeah, sure you can come in," Naruto deadpanned lamely, not wanting to seem like a total tool but the whole day had been draining so far and it had only been about ten minutes since he'd awoken. "Mind the toys on the way in." He added, mostly as an after note. The woman pushed open the door, making her way in the room and bowing respectfully to one embarrassed Naruto. He knew he'd have to get used to it when he was a Hokage, but it was still a little off putting. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "Oi', no need to bow or anything! But, what are you doing here?"

The maid looked up like she'd been burned, hey face portraying shock as if she couldn't believe what Naruto had said. She quickly rose up. The woman shuffled in her place nervously, giving an awkward smile that showed she was clearly afraid of Naruto. Naruto was growing annoyed all too quickly, being as brash as he is but decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Patiently sitting on the bed, he awaited her words.

"Well, I'm... I'm here to pick you up for breakfast. If... That's okay?" Naruto was not impressed, but reasoned she really wanted to keep this job. He understood well enough, she must be getting paid thousands by the week. He'd want to keep this job too. Giving a sigh, he was about to tell her she could go away and he'd eat the ramen on the table when his stomach let him know there would be none of that nonsense. His cheeks turned a lovely shade of red in embarrassment. The woman looked torn between wanting to hug him, and wanting to bolt for her life to quickly bring him food.

"Yeah! I'm starvin'! Let's go!" Naruto hopped off the bed, eager to put something in his stomach as he quickly bolted out the room- Thoughts of all you can eat ramen invading his mindset. He was now determined to find the cafe, a bright sunny grin on his face as he blew past the maid who looked surprised at his speed. The woman quickly scrambled after him, holding her dress up enough to run and not trip.

"M-Miss Uzumaki! Please, could you maybe... slow down!?"

Naruto could not hear her though, a grin etched upon his face as he bolted down the halls quicker than the woman could begin to comprehend. Within mere seconds, the child was gone- leaving the woman to come to a screeching halt as she looked around the halls in terror.

"...Oh boy, The Emperor... Won't like this..." The maid grimaced, she HAD to keep this job. She couldn't afford to let anyone know that she had lost the young mistress this way, she'd get fired and she wouldn't be able to pay for her family. "I have to find her, quick!"

Naruto had long realized by the time he hit about three corners that he had no idea where he was going in his excitement. He'd forgotten the sheer SIZE of this place. This place was big enough to hold several mansions! How the hell could anyone pay for-

Oh, right. Possibly tyrant taking all the world's money, probably creating counterfeit too. Who could do anything about it? He was the Emperor.

Giving a grimace, Naruto paused in his tracks to notice that he had gone the right direction, as to his left there was the kitchen! Giving a grin of delight and self satisfaction, Naruto internally pat his back, preparing to go in the kitchen with a need to fill his stomach with some ramen-

"-HAHAHA!"

"-And then the bullet flew right over his head!"

"-That's hilarious!"

Naruto paused when he heard the sound of laughing, good natured conversation, hearty tones, and amiable spirits. He could practically feel the joy from the other side of the door. It sounded like there were ton of people in the kitchen, all having themselves a good time while working. He could practically feel the smiles as well. He wanted nothing more than to be apart of that, and damnit he was Uzumaki Naruto! He'd be getting in on this fun if he had to beat someone up to do it!

And he would.

Naruto pushed open the door with all his childish might, the doors budged quite easily but did not fly open from the push proving his previous theory that his physical strength was nigh to none. He plastered a grin on his face, strutting in with absolute confidence. Inhaling deeply, he had prepared to yell out to the whole world that Naruto Uzumaki was here, and the party could now truly begin- but that had been harshly cut off as when he stepped in the kitchen, the whole kitchen- which mind you was filled with hundreds of Chefs- suddenly became dead quiet. They had all turned to the door, when Naruto entered. Most of them had looks of fear, some of startlement, and some annoyance, which quickly became nervousness whenever he spotted them specifically.

Teuchi knew something was wrong with the young child the moment she opened door when; A: She had the biggest excited grin on her face.

And B: Was without her servant, who seemed to always be walking on egg shells around the girl for the fear of being fired, thrown into jail, or executed. All of which were extremely possible with dealing with Naruto due to the girl's position. He'd be doing the same thing, and besides that if you weren't walking on eggshells around the girl, you were challenging her unconsciously, which would make he eager to make an example out of you. When she had that blood thirsty grin, someone was likely about to get fired or thrown into a dungeon.

But that was THAT in particular grin. Not the one that was currently on Naruto's face. It was an expression that he'd actually never seen on the girl's face before. If she wasn't looking for trouble, she always had a snooty leer on her tiny cute face- which became anything but cute when your job- or maybe even your life- was on the line. She'd always challenge people to look her in the eyes, she was known notoriously around the entire world for her massive amounts of spoils, tantrums, and snootiness.

The saying goes, he or she was "born with a silver spoon in their mouth.". But that saying had nothing on Naruto, a silver spoon wouldn't cut it. The child was born with a platinum spoon lined with every gem imaginable, and then some. It wasn't really her fault Naruto was the way she is, honestly. That fault went to her Father, Namikaze Minato; who spoiled her with whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted it.

She wanted a puppy? Minato would get her a whole Zoo.

She wanted a play house? Minato would not only get her a real house, he'd get her a mansion. And maybe a whole city to go with it, "just because".

Recently, with the integration with other planets Minato literally bought the child a whole world she would rule. She was actually in charge of a whole god damn world. With millions of people on it! The girl owned so many mansions, so many toys, so many animals, so many people, that she could give to the world half of her possessions and the world would be an infinitely less poorer place. She didn't even use half the damn mansions or towns that she was given gifts as.

Her father loved her more than anything, and that was something Teuchi could relate to. But Minato didn't see what he had been doing to his daughter, what type of person she was becoming. He didn't discipline her, he didn't humble her, her didn't even tell her remotely bad words, or she'd give crocodile tears and the man would instantly bend to her will. She was becoming a monster, and soon she might even take to physical abuse. Or, that's what Teuchi had originally thought.

Naruto had walked in with the biggest grin on her face, and it was the sort of friendly warm grin you'd get from an old friend. He recognized it easily, it was the same one that Minato always gave him back before he had gained all the power he currently had. Now he barely even got to actually see Minato after he was given the job of main chef in the kitchen. Teuchi had never actually been treated bad by Naruto, as she had known him since she was a mere infant. She treated him like a Grandpa, but he really wanted to try the change the way Minato was raising her.

He instantly knew something was up with Naruto, as that wasn't a grin Naruto Uzumaki would ever have. She wouldn't have a reason to have it. The grin became something of annoyance when she looked around, it seemed the palpable fear had ruined her good mood- which made the others even more fearful. The jovial old man decided to test a theory.

"Naruto! Come on in!"

Some of the workers head's swiveled to the old man in alarm, while others didn't break eye contact from Naruto's direction but didn't look directly at him. He could easily tell they were questioning the old man's sanity as well. Naruto instantly recognized that voice, how could he not? He'd heard it ever since he had been a toddler. It was impossible to forget it.

"Old Man Teuchi!" Naruto's grin quickly spread across his face. He quickly made his way over to the ramen chef, running with his short little legs. It reminded him of his days as a child, which he currently was again. Coming to a screeching halt in front of the Chef, he hugged the surprised elder's leg. Teuchi was quick to give Naruto a good natured grandfatherly grin, however. "You got some ramen for me, right? Ne? Ne?" He shook Teuchi's leg to emphasize this point. Teuchi's smile became much more broad.

"Ah hah! So you do like my ramen! I do make a mean one, if I say so myself. It's a craft."

"'Course, Old Man! Your craft is the best, it's my favorite thing to eat!" Teuchi puffed up in pride, though he looked a little surprised. It seems Naruto was chock-full of surprises today. Teuchi noticed the shocked gazes of his fellow chefs. Naruto was being the absolute most adorable thing ever. This was a stark contrast to her usual disposition, she was being sunny, loud, and caring. The girl was always snooty, passive aggressive, and apathetic to the concern of others. What could cause such a dramatic shift in attitude? She was being so sweet, she could pass as sugar!

"Well how about a bowl then, eh Naru'?" Teuchi knew he was pushing her good mood with her nickname, as Kushina was a soft spot that made the girl crueler to others, especially with the nickname she only allowed close family to use. This would either make her upset, or see if she was faking her good mood to get into Teuchi's good graces, but he highly doubted that. If the girl was this good of an actor, with this much power in her hands the world was going to be a very dark place. As soon as the nickname flew out his mouth, every single eye in the room was on Teuchi. Some looked on in shock, some were outright baffled by his move. They couldn't comprehend why he'd try to get himself fired. Everyone in the castle knew it was a sore spot for Naruto. It was the same as her pig-tails being touched by anyone. The immediate reaction would be volatile.

Strangely, she didn't seem angry. Just confused. She cutely cocked her head. "A bowl? Just a bowl?" She said skeptically. "I'm a growing child! I need like eight bowls old man!" Teuchi blinked, not sure was to say. He only nodded his consent, just wanting to see if she'd actually go through with eating even two of the bowls.

"You heard the girl," Teuchi called out to the chefs, "Eight bowls of ramen coming right up!"

"W-What... H-How?" Teuchi could not believe his eyes, but there they were. Eight empty bowls of ramen, sat on the table as Teuchi's eyes bulged out his head and his jaw hit the ground. It was with horrifying awe he could not turn his gaze away from the slaughter of ramen. Not even a single drop escaped the vacuum of space that was Naruto's mouth. The girl pat her belly contently, in her other hand a pair of chop sticks. The same very tools of destruction used in the aid of demolishing the food that was supposed to still be in front of the girl. His peers around him weren't far off from that too. Naruto had just outdone the previous record set by an Akimichi. He wasn't even sure why he agreed to let Naruto eat ramen in the morning, but he was pleased with the results. This was something that Kushina Uzumaki would be proud of, wherever she may be.

"That was delicious Old Man! Your ramen will forever be the best!" Naruto let out a sigh of delight, getting out her chair and landing on the floor with her feet. "I'd love to stay and talk some more, but I got some work to do." Teuchi blinked, before nodding his head in realization.

"Ah yes, your lessons!" Teuchi nodded sagely, acknowledging the fact Naruto had things to do.

"...Come again?" Naruto's eyes focused on Teuchi, looking confused. That caused him to pause and rethink what he'd said. He hadn't said anything that could have confused her, after all- that's what she had to go for, right?

"You know, your Culinary Classes, Piano Classes, Acting Classes, Dancing Classes, then your actual school classes. And a lot of other things, you are a busy girl."

Time seemed to stop for Naruto as he considered the Ramen Guy's words.

School. Classes. Work.

Naruto dropped to his knees.

"No... NO. NOOOOOOOO!"

Naruto was not a happy ninja.