The arrival of spring I

The doorbell rang, waking Naruto up. She hadn't been able to sleep well for about a week and she groaned, not wanting to get up. The jackass behind the door started to bang their fist repeatedly against it until the blond finally snapped.

-I'M GOING! I'M GOING! You can stop now, Kiba!!
-How did you know it was me?-Sounded the deep voice behind the wooden plank.
-Does it really matter? Why are you bothering me at... OH MY FUCKING GOD! IT'S NOON ALREADY?!?!?! WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP EARLIER?!?!?
-I tried, but your phone is dead, you didn't pick up on your cell and apparently, your neighbour, Mrs. Urahara, couldn't wake you up either.

The blond dressed, not even taking a shower, while her dog loving friend explained all that. She put on a simple black t-shirt and orange midcalf pants. She headed to the door, grabbed her backpack on her way and got her shoes. Behind the almost rotten door stood the oneandahalf head taller boy, who laughed at her appearance. He put a hand on her short hair and ruffled it.

-At least pretend your hairstyle was on purpose, bedhair Naruto-chan.

Her cheeks swelled up in a funny grimace and she pushed the guy away. She locked the door and both teenagers headed out of the building.
Naruto was thankful that his friend had left his dog at home. She hated dogs so much she would even promise to eat veggies if you threatened her with one of the disgusting, scary, smelling beasts. And she hated vegetables too.
But nothing annoyed her more than the signs all around. The village was advertising the spring festival, in which she was supposed to dance this year. She knew her parents danced the traditional song together when they were still alive, but that didn't mean she had to like dancing that crappy medieval song, right?
Upon arriving at their destination, Sakura, her bestie, screamed annoyingly.

-Naruto! What happened to the brush i gave you for your 18th birthday?!
-I haven't used it yet. -Was the blonde's simple answer.

Her female friend frowned and started brushing her unruly curls, managing to keep her hair in a somewhat tidy style. The blond girl still hated it. Why couldn't her hair grow like anybody else's? Oh, right. She was not human. Not that any of her friends knew, of course. Naruto herself had found out when she was about 10, when her father's mentor had actually told her. He had started by asking what she knew of her parents, but there was no answer. The white haired man had sighed and he proceeded to explain that her parents had been kitsunes and that they had never come back from a second honeymoon they had taken. Their bodies were never found. It was actually quite sad. She had never gotten the chance to meet them and there were so many things she wanted to ask and that noone could answer her now. She was the last kitsune in Konoha.
Ino's voice took her out of her musings.

-Guys, guys, guys! My grandma just told me a very cool story that took place in our spring festival! She said kitsunes actually roamed around the village and they used the festival to perform a mating dance!
-You mean to tell me that if a kitsune sees the dancer, it'll be like an erotic lapdance for it?

Naruto choked at Sai's remark and she was about to smack him on the head, but all the other girls had been faster than her.

-Don't be ridiculous, Ino. Are you telling me you actually believe that crap? Kitsunes never existed. That's why they are a LEGEND.
-Oh, come on, Neji. Do you seriously think we humans are the only thinking beings in the planet?
-I do, Sakura. And in fact, science agrees with me.

The petite blond sighed. If only he knew how wrong he was. Sakura grabbed Naruto's hand and pulled her along. The girls were going to see the mayor, Tsunade, because they had volunteered to help with the decorations. Only a few days were left for the festival and she had to practice, too. The tricky part was: noone was supposed to know who the dancer was. Well, they were in for a surprise.

A man smirked from afar. So that was the reason he had come here.