Baby Naruto

6

-Naruto's POV-

"N...Naruto?" Hinata asks and looks at me.

I freeze and look at Deidara.

He looks angry and grips me tighter, pulling me closer.

"H-Hinata... What are you talking about? That's not Naruto. That guy is in Akatsuki." Sakura says.

"No... I meant the child..." Hinata says pointing at me.

"Deidei... Please don't say anything." I whisper.

He nods.

"I wasn't going to." He says.

"That child does have an uncanny resemblance to Naruto but Naruto isn't a child." Sakura says.

I feel Kakashi and Shikamaru observe me.

"What are you looking at." Deidara nearly growls, holding my head protectively.

"That child... Looks like a baby version of one of our shinobi's." Kakashi says.

Deidara frowns.

He knows that I'm a Konoha shinobi and he knows that I'm not really a child.

"Deidei... I wanna go home." I say loud enough for them to hear.

There eyes widen.

"Pipsqueak, I don't think they'll let us leave easily." He replies.

I pout.

"Fine. How about this." Deidara says to them.

They stare at Deidara, waiting for him to continue.

"I'll tell you something you want to know and you let us leave." He says.

"Fair enough." Kakashi says.

"Yea. What's this something that we would want to know?" Shikamaru asks, not looking away from me.

"Naruto..." Deidara starts.

They all flinch and get into defense positions.

"He's safe." Deidara says.

"How would you know?" Sakura asks.

"Pipsqueak. I'm going to fly you home." Deidara says.

I hesitate at first but nod.

He makes another clay bird and I jump into its mouth.

I feel the clay bird taking me away.

-Deidara's POV-

"Naruto isn't dead and we haven't captured him." I repeat.

"How do you know?" The pink haired girl repeats as well.

"He'll probably return in a few hours or so. But I don't know his whereabouts." I say.

"But how would you know this?" The silver haired Jonin asks.

"Don't question me. That's all I can say." I say as I create another clay bird, hopping on it.

"Wait! Tell us more of what you know!" Pink hair yells.

I roll my eyes.

"All you need to know is he's safe and won't be harmed." I say as my clay bird flies off.

I see the clay bird that pipsqueak is in and I jump on top of it.

"Pipsqueak?" I call.

He climbs out of the mouth and I pick him up.