Kakashi, Obito, Rin and you were walking peacefully through the streets of Konoha, on your way to Sensei Minato's house. The sun was high, and a gentle breeze swayed the tree branches, giving the village a rare air of peace. It was the day of the old Team 7's reunion, and as always, Minato had insisted on gathering the team for lunch at his house.

When they arrived, before they could even knock on the door, it flew open.

Naruto (arms crossed, dramatic expression): "Oh no... Is it you guys again?! Don't you have a home, do you? You're here eating for free every week!"

Obito laughs out loud, crossing his arms behind his head.

Obito: "We came for your mother's ramen... And for your drama too, kid."

Naruto prepares to respond when Kushina appears furious and lightly pats her son on the head.

Kushina: "Naruto Uzumaki! Is that any way to treat a guest? Go help in the kitchen, now!"

Naruto grumbles, but goes. Kakashi smiles with his eyes and whispers to you:

Kakashi: "Thank goodness he took after Kushina more in energy... Imagine two Minatos?"

Minato appears soon after, scratching the back of his neck with that characteristic awkward smile.

Minato: "Come in, guys. The table is almost ready."

You enter last, always attentive, your eyes scanning the room instinctively — a reflex of the ANBU that never left you. Rin holds your hand and smiles slightly, and you relax.

Inside the house, old photos of the team decorated the shelves. A picture of the four of you — young and full of hope — caught the eye in the living room. You approach, observing in silence.