Mrs. Weasley was fretting over the prospect of dinner.

With all 13 wizards and witches of the Order of the Phoenix deciding to stay before leaving for their Christmas plans, there were also another group of 13, the ninjas, to serve.

The problem would've quickly been solved quickly to feed 32 mouths if half of the group weren't Japanese with a palate for Asian cuisine.

Mrs. Weasley was nearing the point of mass-hysteria when 3 females of the ninjas whom all called themselves 'kunoichi', a word in their native language of Japanese for a 'female ninja.'

Hinata, the one in Mrs. Weasley's eyes to the least likely one to be one who handles knives and such, spoke up in a gentle tone, " Weasley-san, we've noticed there is a additional amount of people you have to feed, and seeing that you are a bit...inexperienced in Japanese cooking, we have decided to help you out."

Ino added on, "Plus, we're good with anything sharp."

Sakura finalized it all, "Besides, we have nothing else to do in Sirius-san's home. So, may we?"

Mrs. Weasley smiled in relief at the three kunoichi's generosity in relieving her of cooking.

"Of course you may. Thank you for volunteering. Sometimes, I just wish my daughter Ginny would be this willing out in the kitchen, but it seems she has taken to her older brothers' pranking ways."

The three ninjas smiled back at the tired mother and immediately split up.

Sakura employed her medical knowledge, checking if the meat and the various fruits and vegetables were 'clean' of germs. When she deemed it safe, she handed it off to Ino to flavor.

Ino handled the spicing seeing that they mainly came from flowers. Ino was elated at the array of the spices set out on the kitchen table.

Some of them she already knew, but the majority of them was new to Ino. Inner-Ino arose again and conspired to take some back with her to experiment after the war.

Hinata went over the boiling food, activating her Byuakugan to analyze the food. At times like this when there was the occasional free time, her Byukugan was perfect in the timing of cooked food. No burnt or undercooked food was going to come out of the pot under Hinata's watch.

As Ino handed her the various ingredients, Hinata unsealed a modified kunai gifted to her by Tenten on her 14th birthday. Hinata held it in the air in the light; its edge sparkling showing the stunned mother just how polished its sharp edges were. Mrs. Weasley caught the sparkle in the light in her perceptive vision and turned around to catch Hinata in the act of slicing the vegetables into very thin pieces. Mrs. Weasley was, simply put, stunned.

It wasn't the fact that it was the gentlest girl as the one holding the highly sharp knife; rather, it was the speed she was going at. It was so fast, so precise, that Molly can only see a blur of motion slicing and chopping away at the vegetables. In just a few moments, the lettuce was done and ready to be dressed.

Ron's mother's voice echoed throughout Sirius's house, alerting everybody in various places in the house to come downstairs to the dining area.

"Dinner's ready!"

The Order's members walked and the infamous Weasley twins apparated while the rest of the students ran.

The ninjas ran too. But at the rapid pace they ran at, it was more like a sprint. They would've jumped, but the ceiling is much too low to do so, so they opted the running option instead.

Last to react, yet first to take their seats at the elongated table fit for everyone. That was how fast the ninjas were.

Naruto greeted the wizards, "Yo! Let's eat!''

Dumbledore sat at the head of the table while Sirius, the host, sat at the other end.

The wizards and the ninjas naturally separated into their groups, not yet wanting to mix with the other. Ninjas sitting on Sirius's end of the table while the wizards sat on Dumbledore's side.

Dumbledore raised his hands, "As Naruto had said, let us eat!"

Mrs. Weasley, who had been standing in the doorway of the kitchen, flicked her wand.

Western food such as mashed potatoes, treacle tart, large glasses of pumpkin juice, fried chicken, and more came floating on the air to land gently with the wizards on the left side of the mahogany table.

Meanwhile, Sakura, Ino, and Hinata were carrying light Eastern plates filled to the brim waitress- styled.

Hinata carried a bowl of soba noodles topped with herring for Neji, a dish filled with sliced winter melon and a bowl of wild herb salad for Shino, Chouji's grilled meat, and various bowls of ramen in her arms for Naruto; miso, tonkotsu, shio, shoyu with various types of meat and other toppings.

Sakura was carrying a platter of 5 seasoned rice balls with sliced tomato lining the brim of one of Sirius's plates, a dish of momen tofu for Sai that was slightly jiggling as Sakura made her way towards the table, and a assortment of sesame buns and chinese buns for Tenten, and a bowl of french-dressed salad with cherry tomatoes per Ino's request to try a Western food technique.

Ino balanced upon her arms a bowl of miso-grilled mackerel topped with sukonbu for Shikamaru, a dish of curry flavored with Lee's favorite mild curry powder, slightly peppered fatty jerky for Kiba, some discarded bones Mrs. Weasley tossed after roasting the chicken arranged for Akamaru, sweet red bean soup with some added nutrients for Hinata, and finally Sakura's shiratama anmitsu.

Due to the fact that all three were loaded with dishes, they resolved to toss it all into the air in order to be relieved of the weight that had settled on their sore arms.

The wizards who had just began to eat their food all stopped what they were doing and looked up in disbelief. Why were Sakura, Hinata, and Ino tossing their dinner into the air?

It was soon answered when the three girls jumped into the air and shoved the each of the dishes toward its designated consumer.

With supernatural speed, the remaining 10 ninjas jumped lightly into the air and grabbed their dishes. As fast as they rose into the air were they already seated back down with their steaming dinner set in front of them.

Despite the recent movement, nothing was out of place. Not one drop of broth spilled, no crumbs, nothing. Lupin was impressed. Yes, they weren't werewolves but their speed rivaled even his own.

Due to Hinata generously making all the various recipes for ramen she knew of from Kurenai-sensei, Naruto had a mountain of ramen set around him like a shield of noodles and broth.

The servers grabbed their dishes that were still in the air hovering on a mass of invisible chakra, landed on the table without causing a sound, and went for the remaining seats.

Sakura went to sit near Chouji, Ino sat next to Shikamaru, and Hinata landed in the final seat on Sasuke's left.

Kiba looked over to the gaping wizards and smirked a bit, "Watcha staring at? Let's eat already!"

Naruto cheered as his mouth drooled at the sheer amount of ramen goodness surrounding him and clasped his hands together, "No need to tell me twice, Dog Boy! Tabemashou ((Let's eat))!"

After yelling the traditional prayer in his native language, he dug in.

His friends did the same, though it was less as loud and more calm.

Naruto was the complete opposite of his friends; he vacuumed up his ramen so fast that droplets of soup were sprayed in every direction.

As Ron stared wide-eyed at Naruto who was in danger of beating his eating record, Harry now saw why his friends sat a distance away from Naruto.

Hermione shuddered a bit at the lack of table manners from Naruto.

All of a sudden, Hermione considered to never again berate Ron on the little table manners he had. True, Ron had the tendency to just shove food into his mouth and then make conversation, but he never had pieces of food...or soup flying everywhere in all directions!

Naruto, on the other hand, skipped over conversation and went straight to eating. He didn't even chew it! He just slurped up noodle after noodle making his cheeks bulge.

Mrs. Weasley was, at this point, immune to bad table manners as she lived with Ron and witnessed his eating habits for 11 years before he went to Hogwarts.

Not even 25 minutes passed when Naruto finished his fortress of ramen. Naruto sighed in content, rubbing his stomach as he licked his mouth clean of any remaining broth.

"Man, that was good! Hinata-chan, you're really good at cooking ramen."

Hinata blushed lightly as she ate another bite of her dinner, "You're welcome, Naruto-kun. Kurenai-sensei had been teaching me how to correctly cook ramen, in case missions call for it."

Naruto grinned his famous smile and put up a thumbs up, "I approve, Hinata-chan~"

Sasuke sighed as he finished his fourth rice ball, "You approve anything related to ramen, usuratonkachi."

Naruto twitched in anger.

A vein in his forehead pulsed and he held up a tightly-clenched fist to his closest friend, "Whadya call me, Sasuke-teme?!"

Sasuke calmly popped a tomato slice into his mouth, swallowing it before he opened his eyes and answered, "Usuratonkachi."

"TEME, FIGHT ME!", Naruto yelled out as his signature Rasengan formed.

"With pleasure, dobe.", Sasuke replied as his Chidori formed.

Sakura stood up from her seat and walked over to the hot-tempered, competitive boys. Why Tsunade-shishou ever thought these two as Konoha's top two shinobi was beyond her.

"Hey...Naruto, Sasuke-kun. What cha' doing?~"

Naruto felt himself cold sweating as his Rasengan slowly dissipated. Sasuke stared back at Sakura with his deep, black-as hell eyes as his Chidori also faded away.

The wizards were, at this point, in their chairs ready for their daily entertainment. Fred and George accio-ed a bucket of popcorn, kicked back, and waited for the action to happen very soon.

They were slightly disappointed that they wouldn't be able to see Sasuke and Naruto duel, but they knew that their pink-haired companion would make up for the lack of physical action.

Naruto slowly turned around to face his irritated teammate.

"H-Hello, S-Sakura-chan. We were h-having a fr-fr-friendly t-t-talk, dattebayo?"

"Hn."

"Really?~ Then, Naruto, why did you have a Rasengan ready? Sasuke-kun, why did you activate your Chidori?"

Naruto wondered why Sakura didn't see why he had formed his Rasengan.

He deadpanned, "To shove it onto Sasuke-teme, Saku- OOMPH!"

Naruto's sentence was cut short as Sakura's balled fist slammed into his exposed stomach. His body bent acutely at the impact while his breath was slammed out of his body in a single instant.

Inside him, Kurama reacted the same way as his host. ((Remember Boruto the Movie when Himawari activated her Byaukugan?))

Naruto was shoved out of his chair and continued on to crash into the wall.

The wood cracked and spindly lines expanded from where Naruto's back crashed into.

Harry sweatdropped.

Sasuke finished off his last rice ball as he ignored the daily ruckus going on between his teammates of long ago.

He heard Sakura finishing her 'lecture' with a threat, "If you pick another fight with Sasuke-kun, Idiot Naruto..."

Sasuke sighed in annoyance while mentally congratulating himself. While the majority Sakura's lingering crush was annoying, it was times like this when he was grateful for her remaining affections.

Shikamaru sighed, "Troublesome women...man, such a drag."

Ino slyly replied, "Then what about...Temari?~"

Shikamaru choked slightly on his jasmine green tea before replying to Ino.

"There's nothing going on between me and that troublesome woman."

"Is that so?~"

"...Troublesome."

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