[Mother of who?!]

| 24 | Cure? |

And the moment comes when I have something very important to say to you, readers. Thank you for being so awesome and reading and voting and commentiing on this nearly-ending series. ALSO, THE FUCKING SCHOOL HOLIDAYS ARE HERE (jumps about estatically)! I now have two weeks to myself, and that means more chapters; and hopefully, I will get this and [Mama] done by the end of said two weeks - considering that I'll be uploading each day...anyways, enough with my rambling! Onwards! (points down)

FEEDBACK: ...will get me to finish this series and finally work on all the requests I have been bombarded with (x 3 x;;)

WARNING: Foul Language. Fluff. Crack! < Hopefully.

DISCLAIMER: I, LeTiffany, do not own the manga/anime Naruto or its characters. All credits towards Naruto should go to Masashi Kishimoto. I do own the OCs, storyplot and this fanfiction, though.

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| [(*)] | Music: No Current Music For This Scene | Effects: Monitor Beeping |

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

You groaned, slowly opening your eyes; only to meet a ghastly white, tiled roof. Although, one eye couldn't see a thing. You blinked sleepily, bringing a hand up to your right eye; a little surprised when you felt bandages that had been wrapped around your head, also covering your eye.

...where am I?

You groaned again, sitting up slightly, wincing when you felt a jolt through your arms. You had immediately pulled them up from the cushiony floor, falling back into what seemed like...a pillow? Blinking, you snapped out of your dazed trance, suddenly sitting up and examining your surroundings with wide eyes.

Where am I?!

Your head immediately swivelled to the door as it slid open, grabbing your pillow - ready to throw it at anything that might look threatening to you. You blinked as a white-coat-attired stranger walked in, strangely looking familiar.

"Daijōbu, she'll be fine when she wakes up, which is probably about--"

The stranger was abruptly cut off by the pillow that knocked him off his feet - literally (you did enforce some chakra into your throw) - as you sprang from the bed, not even once noticing how much skin you exposed since the only thing that you were wearing were black short shorts and bandages that were wrapped around your chest.

"Stay back!" you called, getting into a stance, "I can karate your ass before you can even say- 'TOU-SAN?!"

| [(*)] | Opening Theme: Answer by NO3B | Cure? ; 治す? | Music: Naruto OST Album 2 // Song - Afternoon of Konoha | Effects: No Current Effects |

Your exclamation made said man grin and wave at you with one hand, casually.

"Yo!"

Your only eye twitched, stance slowly disappearing as you straightened yourself. Raising your left eyebrow, you blinked at him.

"...'tou-san? Why are you here?" you asked in a monotone, eyes going half-lidded in a dead-panning expression.

"Hah? Oh, can't your 'tou-san visit you once in a while? Ya'know? Hey! What's with the face?!"

You continued to dead-pan at him, feeling that it was the only thing you could do to him now since you figured that you wouldn't exactly be able to see clearly; with one eye covered and all. The mental reminder of your eye bought your right hand up to it, lightly touching the bandage. You were too busy massaging your probably-suffering eye to notice that your father's gaze had hardened as he watched you with a steely stare.