A/N: I experienced some serious pain a few weeks ago and because I was away for so long from my fan fic, I lost interest… Hopefully, that'll change soon.

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Upload: Mon, April, 25, 2016. 11:20PM

Although fourteen years of age, almost fifteen, he has the mind of a twenty year old— n-not in that kind of way. But in all of his fourteen years of teenage life, he's never heard his hair being called 'obnoxious' as the woman who calls herself kindly put it.

In the dimly lit area, surrounding the jelly-like brain are four Yamanaka men. They watch scrolls upon scrolls that roll to the bottom pit like films, looking for something in particular.

Inoichi, up-and-coming excellent mind-walker, skim through each scrolls like an expert who appears to have gone through years and years of mind-walking jutsus. Like hell. He, like Minato, is a (pre-) teenager with lots of issues, specifically girl issues. But besides that, he's known to be a genius when it comes to the human mind.

And so, Inoichi becomes the first to find out that something in particular.

"Taichō," Inoichi calls to the old man who looks eerily similar to him out of all the other Yamanakas, and that's because they're a son-father duo, "I've found something!"

Minato is definitely not a happy camper. If being called 'obnoxious' for the first time in his life hadn't been enough, he now has gotten an order from the Hokage to retrieve the woman who called him that word. Despite wanting nothing to do with Harī, he obeys the leader of his beloved village like a trained dog.

Given the adress on a piece of small parchment, he asks himself if the woman is actually a rich heiress hiding away from her family in order to escape being married to a fat old man.

Arriving at the main door of the two-storey house, he notice four kids playing together, and one of them, Minato knows is the son of Konoha's White Fang, the person he admires, and practically worships.

When he approaches the front door, Konan comes to him with a slight tilt to her head. "Harī-nee told us someone would come to visit. Are you that person?"

Minato's lost. "Uh… I guess…?"

"She's gardening. I really wanted to help her but she said I'd be killed by the plants in less than five seconds. I think she just wants some time to herself to fawn over Sakumo-san. She's been inside the garden house for about two hours."

"'Fawn'…?"

"You know… head over heels?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. — Anyways, can you lead me to her? It's important business that I need to meet her."

The door, however, opens wide. Harī is standing right in front of Minato, there's not a patch of dirt on her despite tending to a garden for two hours. "Let me guess," she says before Minato could, "Hokage-sama is requesting my presence. — And, Konan, I heard everything you said, dear." Konan looks petrified as if her look said 'shit.'

"As punishment," for a second, Harī sounds like Maito Dai to Minato, "you'll be responsible for keeping the boys out of danger. And you will report to me if Yahiko ever climbs the chandelier."

They have a chandelier? Minato thinks. He's never seen a chandelier before. He's heard that daimyos have them installed, but at a great price.

Konan salutes. "Yes, ma'am."

Somewhere inside a narrow and dark alley, Michio — or Jun — stops midway when he sees his target, Harī, with a member of Anbu. He curses as he writes in his journal, "Day one of infiltration already a disaster. Mouse from Anbu seen walking to the Hokage tower with the target."

Danzō didn't exactly have any word that Harī has a meeting with the Hokage. So seeing the scene makes Michio paranoid just a little and questions run through his mind. The Hokage can't possibly know of my mission, even more so Root.

"Please sit down, Harī-san. Minato, you're dismissed."

"Hai." Minato bows, briefly glances at Harī and leaves the office, out of sight of the two, only to go back to protect the Hokage unseen.

Coming around his large official looking desk, Hiruzen comes to sit across from Harī. "Tea?" Upon recieving a positive from the woman, he calls for his secretary. "May, bring us the finest tea." He clears his throat after the secretary leaves. "First, I must apologize for the decisions I put regarding you and if you ever felt threatened."

Harī shrugs. "Don't worry, I forgave you as soon as I left."

The old man, surprised at her response, says wearily, "just like that…?"

"I don't really care about what happened in the past. As a wise woman had said, it distracts from the now, darling." — That's from Edna from a children's movie, though she wouldn't tell him that.

"She sounds very wise."

"Oh, yeah. Definitely. Wisest woman I ever known. So, uh," she wants to switch the subject, "is that all you wanted to say?"

Hiruzen moves a file in front of Harī that has been on the coffee table ever since she came inside the office. "The second reason why I've requested for you is this."

Fingers skimming through the pages, Harī inquires, "what is it, a negotiation of sort?"

"More like… peace treaty. Harī-san, I can't deny that I haven't seen the same powers that you possess. You said yourself that we don't want you as our enemy, I understand loud and clear. In that regard, I believe a treaty between yourself and Konoha is necessary so that no harm can come to my village. Now, this doesn't mean that I don't trust you. In fact, I trust you enough to request your protection of the village, or more if you're willing."

"Okay."

Hiruzen sweat-drops. If it'd been this easy, he wouldn't've thought of giving her the puppy-dog eyes beforehand. "Just… like that?"

"Yeah, I mean, why not? I've got nothing better to do except for watching over four kids — who, by the way, are currently fending for themselves without me. And it's not like giving protection to a village would take much time or energy. — Oh, but I do have one concern, or question if you will."

"And that is…?"

"What do I get in return?"

Of course there would be a hole in such a dream-like negotiation. Everything's been going so smoothly to his surprise that he didn't think that Harī would want something in return for her services. Then again, Hiruzen is curious as to what Harī would want. "What would you like?"

"Money," Harī answers with no hesitation.

So blunt… "We'll discuss this further with the financial board, and other clan heads. Is tomorrow morning okay for you to come to discuss this treaty?"

"Afternoon. I'm a bit dead in the mornings if I can't help it."

"Everyone, gather around," Harī announces when she arrives home. Konan and Nagato immedietly obeys her words, Yahiko and Kakashi a lot slower than the two. Harī rolls her eyes, "because Konan and Nagato obeyed my orders, they get two mochi."

Kakashi speaks through his mask, "I don't even like sweet things." Yahiko gives him a look that says 'what's his problem?'

"What's your favourite food then?"

"Miso soup with eggplant. And broiled saury with salt."

Yahiko's look changes to 'dafuq dis mofo say?' Harī's look is similar to Yahiko's, except hers is more 'uhhh, well shit.'

"Have you ever had mochi before?" Konan asks while Nagato's busy munching away at his own treat, already done with his first one.

"I did. I just don't like sweet things."

Harī steps in like the boss she is. "I'm gonna cook you something sweet and you're going to love it, Kakashi."

This is going to turn out to be torture and Kakashi knows it.

If Kakashi could swear, he would — in a good way. "What's it called again?"

"Treacle-fucking-tart, and you better remember it. I'll be cooking this every single time you come here," Harī says to him not noticing how Kakashi has ate more than the three other kids could.

"You shouldn't swear in front of us, onee-chan," Konan says like the little angel she is.

Ignoring the two, Kakashi refrains from being overly descriptive and tells Harī, "it tastes good."

Harī smiles at him, her chin resting on her hand and elbows propped on the dining table. "I'm glad."

A/N: Sorry for the short one. I'm not feeling inspired at all… My interest for this story is down to six out of ten. My fandom, currently, is Justice League. Don't know how that happened.

In response to Crystal (hey, I had a friend named Crystal!) M. Key's comment:

Since we don't know nothing about the exact timeline (I do my research), I approximately did my calculations.

So here's the deal:

Because I love Minato as a character, I wanted to include him in this. So, I made him a teenager, and because of his skills in fuinjutsu and also being a student of Jiraiya (and I'm guessing Jiraiya did a lot of boasting), he's starting his Anbu career, though he's going to quit soon enough because he finds out later that he doesn't fit in with being Anbu at all.

So that would make Minato around early twenties or late teens when he takes a jounin team.

Meanwhile, Sakumo is around early thirties, late twenties. Harī around her early twenties.

The three Ame kids are slightly older than Kakashi is. Some people say that they're the same age, but really, the reason why I don't give away the exact age is because everything's confusing as fuck.

But it's my fault that I didn't mention that Minato's a teenager going through puberty. So, I apologize.

As for updates, I'm really not sure when I'll be updating because (holy mother of shit) I need inspiration. If anyone has any recommendations, I'm all ears.

Oh, and holy shit, this fic was added to 'Miss Potter' community! I was geeking out when I got the notification.

Anyways, until next chapter.