WHHHYYYY MEEEE

Hiro, now a lively month-old, sits at the family dining table. His mother, with her vibrant crimson hair, pours a glass of milk.

Mother: (smiling) Hiro, sweetheart, time for your milk.

Hiro looks at her bosom, then at his mother, his cheeks turning slightly pink.

Hiro: { WHYYY MEEE I can't do anything anymore if i make a sound they're here. i just want time to think come on man now i have to put on some rediculous act} AS he proceeded to drink his mother's milk.

His mother chuckles, understanding his newfound sense of hunger.

Mother: You're growing up fast, Hiro. 

His father, witnessing the exchange, joins in with a playful grin.

The family shares a lighthearted moment, with Hiro's parents exchanging amused glances.

Mother: (playfully) Alright, Mr you need to slow down you might choke.

Hiro: (thoughtful) Uh, youre acting like I'm some wehhh virgin wth is wrong with yall and father why are so annoying .

Hiro: [su- suppppleeeee ummm but why does this taste soooo good though}

His parents burst into laughter, and Hiro, still sucking on his mother's nipple in embarrassment faded into the warmth of familial love.

 {Time Skip no Jutsu}

The Uzumaki compound buzzed with excitement as preparations for Hiro's first birthday reached a fever pitch. The vibrant decorations of red and white adorned every corner, symbolizing the Uzumaki clan's strength and vitality. Hiro, now a lively toddler with a shock of crimson hair, toddled around in a small traditional Uzumaki robe.

The courtyard transformed into a festival of colors and laughter. With all the members of the Uzumaki clan and other guests from allied nations mingled, sharing stories and enjoying the festive atmosphere. A giant banner hung proudly, declaring, "Happy 1st Birthday, Hiro !"

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow, Hiro's parents welcomed their esteemed guests. Among them was Hiro's great-grandfather, Ashina Uzumaki, a venerable figure whose eyes held the wisdom of countless years.

Ashina: (smiling) Little Hiro, the future of our proud clan.

Hiro, in the arms of his mother, gurgled happily in response.

Mother: (proudly) Ashina-jii, it warms my heart to see you here for Hiro's celebration.

Ashina: (warmly) The joy of life is a treasure called family. Of course I'd be here for my grandsons birthday. No amount of paper work can hold me back, as Hiro's laughter echoes through the halls Ashina's smile widened

As the festivities continued, Hiro's maternal grandparents, Hikari and Daichi, arrived. Hikari, with her graceful demeanor, and Daichi, with a twinkle in his eye, embraced their daughter and son-in-law.

Hikari: (teasing) Hiro, my precious grandson, have you been causing trouble already?

Mother: (laughing) Just a bit, Mother.

Daichi: (smiling) Hiro, my boy, the Uzumaki spirit runs strong in you.

The celebration reached its peak as the traditional Uzumaki drummers set the rhythm, and everyone gathered around for the ceremonial cake cutting. Hiro, wide-eyed and fascinated, reached out for the cake.

Father: (grinning) Looks like he's ready for his first taste of celebration!

As Hiro tasted the sweetness of his birthday cake, the clan members erupted in cheers. The festive atmosphere carried the promise of a bright future for Hiro, surrounded by the love and support of his extended Uzumaki family.

The night continued with traditional Uzumaki dances, lively conversations, and laughter echoing through the compound. 

{Time Skip No Jutsu}

Hiro Uzumaki, now a lively three-year-old, reveled in the vibrant energy of the Uzumaki compound adorned with celebratory red and white decorations. The air echoed with the preparations for his third birthday celebration. As Hiro approached his parents with a mischievous glint in his eyes, his mother and father welcomed him with open arms.

Mother: (smiling) Hiro-chan, what's the mischief on your mind?

Hiro: (grinning) Mama, Papa, Can I have three questions for my birthday present?

Father: (chuckling) Three questions it is, Hiro. Fire away.

Hiro: (curious) First question. What are your names? 

Mother and Father exchanged amused glances before responding.

Mother: (teasingly) Well, I'm known as the Uzumaki Queen of Chaos.

Father: (laughing) And I'm the Mighty Uzumaki Sage of Serenity.

Hiro: (giggling) Silly names! ( what donthey take me for a toddler? Those names are ridiculous

Mother: (playfully) We thought you'd enjoy them.

Mother: (teasingly) Well, I'm Ayame, and your father is Takeshi.

Hiro: (enthusiastic) Second question. Tell me about the Uzumaki clan's history.

Father: (smiling) A good one.

 Hiro: Ummm, Papa shouldn't Ashina-jiji tell us since he's the Grand Elder of the clan?

Mother: Well yes but he isn't here right now he's busy with clan business.

Hiro: But he is right there "he pointed over toward the trees"

Father: (Amused) Hiro you have a huge imagination but ill humour you

[as he throws an explosion tag Kunai beside the tree]

Ashina: Phew! He quickly dashed from behind the tree.

Father: Ashina-ji why are you here, he looked down at Hiro who had stars in his eyes.

Hiro: {thought: well is this the mighty sensory ability of the Uzumaki clan}

Ashina: I just dropped by to give Hiro his Birthday gift "As a ninja scroll puffed in his hand"

Hiro: Thanks Jiji as he ran up to hug Ashina, but I have a question on the the history of the Uzumaki clan.

Ashina: (chuckling) Always eager for knowledge, Hiro. The history of the Uzumaki clan is a tale woven with threads of resilience and unity. Long ago, we were a nomadic people, our red hair and vitality setting us apart. Until our clan had a split which resulted in the now Senju clan. Even though many had mistaken the tale that the Uzumaki were descended from the Senju but its the other way around as the Senju was descended from us.

As we traveled, we faced challenges, formed bonds, and eventually settled in lands near the Whirlpool Country.

Hiro: (wide-eyed) Whirlpool Country?

Ashina: (nodding) Yes, the heart of our legacy. We founded Uzushiogakure, the Village Hidden in the Whirling Tides, a testament to our mastery over water and the swirling currents of life. Our village thrived, becoming a beacon of strength and unity.

Hiro: (thoughtful) So, our strength comes from facing challenges?

Ashina: (smiling) Indeed, Hiro. Adversity forges strength and, we continue to embrace our legacy with pride.

Hiro: (determined) I want to make the Uzumaki clan even stronger!

Ashina: (patting Hiro's head) Your enthusiasm warms my heart, young one. With your spirit, the Uzumaki flame will burn brighter than ever.

Hiro: (excited) Last question! Can teach me cool ninjutsu?

Takeshi: (grinning) Now that's the spirit! Ashina-ji, care to give Hiro a taste of our Uzumaki training?

Ashina: (nodding) Of course. Let's start with the basics. First, we'll focus on the basics, probably the substitution. It's a technique that requires precision and control.

As Hiro delved into his shinobi training with Ashina, the Uzumaki compound echoed with the laughter of generations.