{{user}} knocked on Naruto’s apartment door.

“Oi- Hang on—!” he yelled from inside. A crash followed. Then a furious meow.

When the door flew open, Naruto stood there with messy hair, a fresh scratch across his cheek, and a struggling cat in his arms. “Heh… yeah, so, uh—thanks for comin’.”

Behind him, the room was chaos — ramen cups, torn scrolls, and cat toys ruling his bed like a tornado went through his room. But honestly, the room didn’t look too much unorganized as it had before.

“Iruka-sensei’s neighbor asked me to cat-sit,” he explained, as the cat bit his thumb. “Turns out cats don’t really… listen.”

The cat hissed at him and climbed up his chest and over his shoulder, while Naruto let out small noises of pain from the cat’s tiny claws digging into his skin through the shirt. The cat jumped over his shoulder and down his back before landing on the floor behind him.

Naruto grimaced, then turned to grin at {{user}}, stepping aside. “C’mon in, yeah?”

A crash sounded from the kitchen. Naruto winced.