"Sarada-chan, will you look after Itachi-chan for me? I have a few errands to run." Grandma asked Sarada, as she returned from team training. Karasu was summoned by the Sandaime to share the classified information about 3rd war he had learnt during his time in ANBU.

"Hai, Mikoto oba-san." she answered. It wasn't as if she was busy.

"Such a sweet girl." Grandma patted her on the head. "He's in the living room. He shouldn't give you much trouble, he's a quite child."

Sagrada nodded and went to the living room to find Itachi-chan reading a book in Kanji. Wasn't he supposed to be three?

"Are you able to read that?" she asked.

He looked up at her and answered in clear voice, "No. Please read it, nee-san.

Kawai! How could anyone refuse such cuteness?

She picked up the book. It was a story book, apparently written by Jiraiya-sama, called the Tale Of The Utterly Gutsy Shinobi.

She read the story to Itachi, who liked it a lot when Sarada did imitations. As the story continued, she came to realize that it wasn't just fiction, it was the story of Nanadaime-sama. The protagonist's name was also Naruto. Was Jiraiya-sama some kind of prophet?

"Was Naruto real, nee-chan?" Itachi asked when the story added, his eyes far wiser than a three year old's.

"He will be real." she told him, honestly. "What do you think about visiting your tou-chan at work?"

He thought about it seriously before nodding his head.

"Great. Get on my back."

"I can walk." he said, with indignation of a grown person.

"I know." Sarada consoled him. "But it's more fun being carried. I used to ask mama to carry me for fun until I was way older than you."

He reluctantly agreed and they set out towards the police station.

"Oji-san. We are here to visit you." she called out, entering grandpa's office. Other officer tried to stop her, but let her go after seeing Itachi.

"Konnichiwa otou-sama." Itachi chimed from her back.

"There isn't any need to be so formal, Itachi-chan."

"Please don't teach your bad habits to my son, Sarada." Grandpa said, without looking up from his paperwork.

Sarada frowned. She could shout and rant at that or she could......

"Ne, jii-chan, don't be such a grump. Aren't grandparents supposed to really spoil their grandkids. Even Hiashi-sama lets Himawari-chan braid his hair." she whined.

That made grandpa look up. "Hiashi?" he questioned incredulously.

Sarada set down Itachi on a chair and took out her mini photo album from her shuriken pouch. She showed grandpa the picture of Hiashi-sama with dozens of braids and make up on his face, holding Himawari.

Grandpa snorted at seeing that, before correcting himself.

"Why doesn't that girl have Byakugan?" he asked.

"She is Naruto-sama's daughter. He is an Uzumaki." She showed him the picture of Boruto's family, with Naruto-sama in his Hokage garb.

Grandpa was examining the the picture when Itachi spoke up, "Is he the Naruto from the story, nee-san?"

She would never admit it but she forgot that Itachi was there. She hoped he didn't understand any future references.

"He is." She answered him.

He intently looked at the picture before saying, "He's pretty."

Sarada nearly choked. Grandpa actually did.