Look at this. I'm flattered. Beyond flattered. I'm really happy. I mean what author isn't happy when a fan makes fanart. That's right that pic above is fanart of Himawari. (Of course, she actually has brown hair, but same difference) I'm in love. Thank you Lieutenant-Sarcasm

"Your a girl....." Chikako trailed off with a surprised expression.

I quickly pushed her out of the room and shut the door quickly. I heard quick foot steps which I took as a 'I've got to tell Takara.'

Swiftly, I put the clothes on that Takara had handed me. It was just a long sleeved baggy shirt, shorts, and my ninja shoes.

I opened the door and got ready to run, but for whatever reason my body wouldn't go. It wasn't that somebody was physically stopping me it's just that I was happy here. I got attached to these people that I barely even know.

"But what right do I have to intervene." I said forcing my self to take another step. I got ready to run, but I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. Turning around I saw Takara and Chikako, who was standing behind her.

"It's not about rights. I want you here." Takara hugged me tightly. "Did you know that eyes are the window to the soul. Do you know what your eyes are telling me? They are crying out for somebody to interact with you. You don't like being alone. You want to have people with you, but you don't want them to rely on you and you don't want to rely them."

"Wha-" I felt tears in my eyes.

"I can't stand people with that look. The look of loneliness and as long as I'm here I won't let you be alone. It doesn't matter to me who you are." Takara slowly released me and look at Chikako.

"You don't have a choice with me. Your staying and if you even think otherwise I won't forgive you." Chikako playfully glared.

"A-alright." I nodded.

"So who are you then?" Chikako inquired. Takara looked at her with a stern look. "Never mind you don't have to answer." 

"N-no." I denied that. "If I'm going to live here you need to know."

"Only if you want to." Takara gently smiled.

"Hello, my name is Himawari Hyuuga, " I reintroduced myself," but please keep my gender a secret. If anybody finds out who I am then there will be people after me."

"It's nice to meet you, Himawari, but if your on the run then..." She trailed off and looked at me for an answer. I could tell that both Takara and Chikako curious about my life.

"I'm posing as a boy now, so I guess continue to call me Hiro." I told them.

"Alright." Takara agreed. "However, when we're alone I'll use your name. Is that alright?"

"Yeah... That'll be fine." I nodded.

"Let's go back inside and eat. My sweet Chi-Chan had gotten really good at cooking." Takara cooed while pinching a really red faced Chikako.

"Takara!" Chikako squealed pushing Takara off her. However, Takara latched on to me.

"Oh, now I have two babies to cuddle with. If my Chi doesn't wanna cuddle, I'll just cuddle with my little Hi." Takara picked me up under the arms at a height where I couldn't touch the ground.

"Put me down please." I yelped flailing my legs trying to touch the ground.

"Looks like your the baby of our family."  Chikako laughed. "Which means I don't have to worry so much."

"I wouldn't say that!" Takara shouted repositioning me under her left arm while simultaneously pulling Chikako under the right.

Takara was just laughing at us flailing and trying to escape. Suddenly I noticed something, I was laughing too. It was an odd feeling that I loved.

Takara started walking into the house and towards, what I'm assuming, is the dining room. The old oak floors creaked beneath her steps, which were actually pretty light.

"Alright, you two get ready, and I'll get the food." Takara smiled walking into an adjacent room.

Chikako brought bowls and spoons out from a cabinet and sat them on the table. She then grabbed a pillow
Chikako sat on the blue pillow that was next to the low table. There is a stack of pillows in the corner, so I just grabbed the purple one that was on the top of the pile. Then I plopped myself across from Chikako.

"You know... Um... Hi-chan..." She looked like she was struggling a bit. "Now that your a girl... Well, I mean you've always been a girl, but I mean now that we know we could be friends."

So I have to be a girl to be friends?

"Oh really?" I replied in that same condescending and sarcastic tone that I had used before. "So do you just hate boys or something?"

"Yes."

"Your blunt."

"Yes, I know. Boys just are... Annoying, irritating, stupid, they think they are all that, and I'm just soooo not into them."

"Alright, we can be friends, thanks for your honesty." I smiled lightly at her. She must have known the wrong type of boys.

"So how old are you?" Chikako inquired. "I'm ten years old."

"Oh, I'm eight year old." I stuck out my hands leaving the thumbs down.

"And I'm seventeen!" Takara shouted making me jump in surprise. She came in with a pot, which she had a towel around as to not burn herself. "It's ready." Takara sat the pot down on the table then sat down.

Takara filled all three bowls for us. She, as well as Chikako, seemed really excited and we're watching me. I'm assuming they wanted to see me taste it first.

Did they do something to it? Grabbing the spoon, I carefully dipped it into the soup and into my mouth.

"This..." I started with my face blank before getting a happy expression. "Is really good!!!"

"You think so!" Chikako smiled widely at me. It seemed now that I wasn't an actual boy, she rather liked me.

Same routine. You know
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Sorry about this. At least I don't make the numbers bigger. I'm a kind author. Well at least I think so.

This below is for Gentle Breeze
^_^Oh, and this time somebody is gonna have a lucky chance to have an oc in my story. But there are some conditions. （＾＿＾）☆
1. It has to be a male.
2. He has to be Fukaze's age
3. He can't be op, and from a well known clan.
4. He will eventually live in Konoha. Keep that in mind.