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You blinked, before rolling your eyes when you realised the real reason for his polite behaviour.

He's trying to get on Tsunade's good side. Although...

You mentally grinned wickedly as Tsunade blinked, shocked, before her body started to quiver.

"NATSUME?!"

You flinched at the volume, as did your father.

"Why the heck are you here?! Shizune, prepare him for an interrogation!"

"Hai, Tsunade-sama!"

You snickered, while your father blinked.

"I'm sorry, what? You must be mistaken--"

"If you have to, prepare a meeting with him and Morino Ibiki!"

"Hai!"

"NAAANIII?!"

You could only laugh at your father's misfortune. Well, so much for getting on Tsunade's good side.

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You blinked, finding the drunken-sway in your father's steps humorous. As you accidentally let a snicker leave your mouth, you were quickly silenced by his deadly glare. Come on, it could match to yours....or was it the other way around? You sighed as he turned his gaze from you again, surprised that he could still walk in a straight line after all that...scarring? No, maybe 'scarring' wasn't the right word.

"So...do you have a place where you can stay, here?"

He turned his head to you again, his facial expressions expressing words that he could not say with his injured jaw.

'Do ya' think so?!'

"Hey, hey, don't use that tone with me. You're my 'tou-san. Act like one."

'Oh, really?'

"...I'm starting to regret the fact of calling you 'tou--"

"Mmm 'lright."

You blinked, before a smirk twitched at your lips.

Even when he's injured, he wants me to call him that. He's so...desperate.

"What was that?"

You leaned your ear towards him, forgetting about the five curious pair of eyes that watched you and your father interact.

"Mm 'aid, mmm 'lright."

"What?"

"Mm 'ew m'hat? M'u'sen."

"One more time, buddy."

He rolled his eyes and shut his mouth and you snickered again, showing the childish side of you.

"Fine. Since you don't want to talk to me, I guess I won't offer my request of kindness-"

"-kindness my ass-"

"-for you to accomodate me in my house."

Your intentional unhidden offer had gotten your father's ears to perk up, quite literally as you sweat-dropped. You sighed as your father started to make wild gestures and talk again.

"Mm MMM! 'Ne'gai! 'U'su'e o'gai!"

You sweat-dropped as he started to lean in towards you - and, may I remind you, you guys were still walking. You completely forgot about the five figures that were following you and your father from behind. You leaned back, as your father popped into your personal bubble, making your sweat-drop double in size. You decided to take drastic measures when he leaned in even more. You raised your fist, and bought it down, connecting it to your father's head.

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