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Miss De Boer or commonly known as Anja had been rather suspicious of the way her son was behaving aswell as some of the clothes she had found in the laundry particularly those a teenage girl would wear. She had gone through many theories but none of them made sense so she decided to head to his room.

"I am going to get to the bottom of this...Even if I have to rifle through my son's room."She said before entering as she looked around. Nothing out of the ordinary before she opened the closet and found Ichika.

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     She’s certainly not a morning child.

     There’s a whine as a hand knocks on her door, burrowing further down beneath her bedclothes to hide. The sound of the portal opening begs her to still - maybe they won’t know she’s there…? Barely daring to breathe, Ryū listens in the quiet before it’s suddenly broken.

     From atop the blankets, fingers dig against her sides, quickly earning squealing giggles from the girl as a weight settles beside her. “Time to get up, lazy bones!” a booming voice declares.

     “T-tōchan, n-nooo!” Gasping for breath and wriggling like a worm, Ryū endeavors in vain to escape before Jiraiya pulls back the sheets to show her flushed face. Once the assault stops, she gives him her best pout, hair in a tizzy from her submerged struggling. “I don’t wanna get uuup…!”

     “You’ll miss breakfast if you stay in here much longer!” the toad sage warns, giving her a pointed look down the bridge of his nose.

     “But I’m tiiired…” Right on cue, her jaw drops in a yawn, sleepy tears beading in the corners of her greys before a fist rubs at them stubbornly.

     “We can take a nap later, hm? But first we need to feed that belly of yours!” For a few more seconds, Jiraiya digs fingers gently against her ribs, grinning as Ryū giggles again. “Up we go!”

     Too winded to fight him any longer, the little one lets him scoop her to his hip, yawning again before being brought into the kitchen. “Oyaho, Tsunade-kāchan,” she manages to mumble as she’s placed upon a cushion.

     The blonde perks a brow, glancing over from the report she’s reading and giving Ryū a hint of a sly smile. “Well, look who’s up! I thought you would sleep forever!” she teases with a laugh.

     “She certainly wanted to,” her husband replies, setting up his daughter’s serving before sitting beside her. A hand ruffles her hair, snickering at her noise of protestation. “But I’m sure an empty tummy would have brought her out of her cave eventually, eh? Think of the havoc a hungry little dragon would wreak!”

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It was past seven in the morning when Itachi heard a few knocks coming from the front door of his and Sasuke’s home, slowly the older Uchiha forced himself out of his bed and began to make his way down the long hallway that lead to the door.When he arrived at the door and slid it open, Itachi’s tired eyes blinked with surprise to see an anbu black op.In no time the anbu began to tell the Uchiha that the Hokage wished to see him as soon as possible.

Once Itachi noded his head to tell the Anbu that he understood, he closed the door once they had left and began to change his clothing and brush his hair.When the Uchiha was ready to leave to see what Tsunade wanted to see him about, he slipped his shoes on then placed a cloak over his shoulders.