{Well, the last thing he wants is for his mother to come home to a sink full of neglected dishes. That is how Naruto spends his day. Tucking away all signs of teenage irresponsibility into dusty corner of his room, shoving armfuls of clothes into the wash, furiously scrubbing dishes and cramming empty ramen cartons into the bin. His mother, putting it plainly, is not the most pleasant of tired people.}

{It takes a while, but he is soon satisfied with the level of cleanliness the house maintains; floors gleaming, and no sign of the little pillow nest where he had spent a bulk of his free evenings in front of the TV watching dull repeats of children's cartoons.}