A fill for an Anonymous prompt sent in
through the Ask Box. The prompt is “Harry gets turned into a
toddler. The Naras, Naruto, Izumo, Kotetsu, and Itachi take care of
him. Toddler Harry can bake. Fluffiness :)”
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Mindful of the soft but hurried knocks,
Shikaku opened the door as softly as possible and stared. “Naruto?”
The blond looked at him with troubled
eyes, his arms tight around a covered bundle.
“What's going on?” Shikaku asked.
“I need... we need help.”
“We?”
The small bundle in Naruto's eyes moved
and green eyes stared back at him from under a distinctly familiar
scarred forehead. Naruto pulled the blanket up and covered the bundle
once more.
“What happened?” Shikaku hissed as
he ushered them inside the house. “Did anyone see you?”
Naruto shook his head. “Nobody.”
“What happened?” Shikaku repeated.
Naruto, the kid who Shikaku had always
considered a brash loudmouth, actually hesitated. He opened one hand,
revealing the tablet that Shikaku had given Harii. “Nii-san said
that you'd help because of this.”
“Yes,” Shikaku said. “I'd have
helped even without that.”
Naruto stared at him, much like Minato
used to when they discussed battle plans. “You're the first person
I'm telling because nii-san always comes here if he has a problem.”
Naruto lowered the blanket covered toddler.
The toddler kept a tight grip on
Naruto's sleeve even as he turned to Shikaku.
Shikaku couldn't help but stare at the
strange scar that was usually always hidden under messy hair. “So
what happened,” he asked once again.
Naruto looked down at his changed
cousin with soft but unsure eyes. He took a deep breath, combed
through the messy black hair and looked at Shikaku. “Nii-san is...
magic.”
Whatever Shikaku had been expecting, it
hadn't been that. Before he could say anything, a soft rattle at the
door interrupted them.
Naruto startled and grabbed Harii so
that he was easier to hide.
Equally wary, Shikaku opened the door,
only to frown in confusion, “Rikk...” He paused as the stag on
the other side of the door stepped forward into the light.
A stag that didn't belong to the Nara
herd.
A pristine white stag that he had never
seen before.
From inside the house, the toddler
babbled with something like joy and the stag looked past Shikaku with
a clear intent. Not knowing what made him do it, Shikaku opened the
door wider and watched the stag walk right up to a much more relaxed
Naruto.
As the toddler sized Harii petted the
stag without repercussion, Shikaku cleared his throat. “So...
magic?”
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Somehow instead of just being a pile of
fluff, it ended up getting some semblance of plot that can be
expanded up... but I have loads of other writing stuff to do. So this
will just have to remain a prologue-ish sort of piece.
Polar
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