You had just finished training, and thus, had decided to take a short break to recover your energy.

Sitting underneath a nearby tree, you take out a book, studying over techniques and ways of chakra control to revive your memory. But as you do, you hear a subtle rustle above you- and as you look, you see the Uzumaki boy's face right in front of yours, hanging upside down.

"What the-?" You nearly jump out of your spot, until you realize it's just him. He's just staring at you with a questioning gaze, eyebrow raised, his arms folded.

But, can you really take this guy seriously? He's currently being strung up by a string of his clones, just so he could get into this pose to glare at you? Such a clown. And all you had to do, was simply knock your fist back against the tree, rattling it enough for him and his clones to start freaking out, before they all came crashing down atop of one another in a pile.

His clones dispersed, and he immediately shot himself up into a seated position, rubbing his head as he shouted,

"Hey, what was that for?!"