-Hinata-

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Hinata is completely content. She's spent the whole day hanging out with Naruto, playing with each others' hair. They decided to leave Sasuke alone for the day. Hinata felt more like relaxing than causing chaos, and Naruto was surprisingly willing to respect that. In fact, they were literally just lazing about in a flower field right now. Hinata hummed in contentment and quietly focused on the flower crown she was weaving. Naruto was watching in fascination (he hardly had the patience to sit and weave a flower crown). And when Hinata finished, she giggled and placed the crown on Naruto's head with a flourish.

Naruto crossed his eyes and looked up at a flower hanging down from his crown. He nodded sharply in approval, almost knocking his new crown off.

"Fuzzy is pleased."

Hinata cocked her head.

"Isn't Fuzzy a bit too proud to be happy with something as childish as a flower crown?"

Naruto shrugged.

"Fuzzy doesn't care about petty human social norms. A crown is a crown, and it's made out of pretty flowers, which are a part of nature. And nature is the one thing Fuzzy respects the most, so he likes it."

It's as good an explanation as any, Hinata supposes. She starts weaving a second one for Fate (her cute little fox, who enjoyed using her new name to torture Neji maybe a little too much) as Naruto picks out a few flowers to attempt to weave one for her. Unsurprisingly, it's a little too loose and sloppy to stay together for more than a few seconds, but Hinata certainly appreciates the effort. She takes a few of Naruto's flowers and has him braid them into her hair instead.

"This kind of reminds me of class the other day."

Naruto tilted his head with a questioning look. Hinata giggled.

"You weren't there, Naruto-kun, but Sensei split the girls and boys up and the girls went flower-picking. Apparently it's good to learn more traditional female things so we can blend in with civilians."

Naruto listened intently while Hinata described her class and her flower arrangement. She finished her story, and a few minutes passed in contented silence before Naruto screwed his face up in thought and started to pout.

"Umm, Naruto-kun, why are you upset?"

Naruto startled and turned to Hinata with wide eyes. Then he just continued pouting and burst out:

"Why didn't the guys get to go flower-picking?"

To Hinata's credit, she wasn't really all that surprised. Sure, most seven-year-old boys would hate being forced to go flower-picking, of all things, but Hinata knows better than to expect Naruto to be anything near average. And apparently Fuzzy likes flowers, so most likely they're both offended by this transgression.

Hinata let Naruto rant about the merits of the guys going flower-picking too, and then they went back to peaceful silence until Naruto had to go to Sasuke's house because Mikoto-san would have dinner ready in a few minutes and Naruto didn't want to miss it.

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-Iruka-

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Iruka entered the classroom ready for another average day of class. He immediately lowered his standards for "average" the moment he saw Naruto sitting casually in his seat, for once. Iruka sighed, braced himself, and prayed for his sanity. Maybe if he was lucky Naruto would actually be here to learn today.

No such luck. Naruto spoke up before Iruka even got to his desk.

"Hey, hey, Iruka-sensei! Are we going flower-picking today?"

Iruka was baffled, although he should've known better. Still, why flowers, of all things?

"Naruto, that class was days ago. You weren't here! What were you even doing? Replacing all my toothpaste with peanut butter?! Why are you even interested in a class you didn't even bother to attend?!"

Naruto plowed right past Iruka's (admittedly pretty good) point.

"Hinata-chan said that class was so girls could blend in with civilian girls, right? So why couldn't boys use it? Don't we use Transformation Jutsu to hide? Don't tell me that boy ninja never cross-dress to sneak into weird places! I'm sure girls do it all the time! Or even just knowing how civilian stuff works! Hell, learning flower language could totally come in handy if we ever need to woo a girl, or even send a coded message using flowers! And guys can like flowers too! They're pretty! What, are you sexist or something, Sensei? You should have a flower class for the guys too!"

For a second, Iruka gaped. Then, he lost all sense of reason and self-preservation and tried to give Naruto detention. Needless to say, all of his soap, shampoo, and basically every liquid in his house was replaced with molasses the moment Naruto escaped from detention. Which was immediately. Seriously, if the ANBU can't keep him contained, how is a chuunin schoolteacher supposed to do it?

Although eventually Naruto managed to bully the principle into instating flower-picking classes for the guys, too. Conveniently, Naruto practically dropped off the face of the earth for the next few weeks so none of the guys had the chance to try to beat him up for making them do "girl stuff".

Although karma came to bite his sorry butt when the fangirls decided that a guy who likes flowers is incredibly attractive and somehow managed to become even more manic. And because Naruto and Kurama had told their cult to shun fangirls, they responded very poorly to the fangirl club/rival cult pursuing their Prophet.

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A/N - I have broken my personal promise to never publish again while sleep-deprived. Mainly because I am a college student so being sleep-deprived is practically my whole identity at this point. And I've already skipped a few days and class is stupid boring.

And on the subject of Hinata's baby fox: there were notable suggestions for names (Kurama, Naruto, and Rokon were all great ideas. I ruled out Kurama and Naruto because while there is great comedy potential, it would be way too easy to get real confusing real fast.) Fate just had me absolutely dying with the sheer potential for Neji suffering jokes.