Disclaimer: All I want for Christmas... well take a guess!
"This is for you, Umino-san," the old woman said, handing his mother a box.
"Merry Christmas."
The smell of the cookies was making Iruka hungry, but he knew better than to beg for one right in front of the old woman.
Instead, he handed her the small loaf of holiday bread his mother had made, and one of the cards he'd made.
"Merry Christmas obaa-san."
They said their good-byes and continued on their way. The bag of baked goods and candy slowly emptied of the presents they were giving out to their friends and filled with gifts they received.
Several old women pinched Iruka's cheeks and Sandaime ruffled his hair when they stopped by his office. Iruka didn't mind though because they always snuck him little treats, which his mother pretended not to notice.
"Just one more stop," his mother told him as she lead him down the street. He already knew this though, since he accompanied her or his father on the same route every holiday. The last stop was his favorite, so even though he was tired he was practically bouncing in excitement.
The candy store would be any five year old's dream, but for Iruka it was extra special because his aunt and uncle owned the place.
"Iruka-chan!" His aunt cooed and wrapped her arms around him.
"Aunt Shinju!" He adored his aunt and uncle, and not just because they spoiled him. They were two of the nicest people he knew except for maybe his parents.
"I made special candies for you, Iruka-chan." His aunt said, releasing him and heading behind the counter. She set three red and white candies on the counter.
"Those are pretty." His mother said, picking one up.
"I was trying to think of something special to do for Christmas."
His mom unwrapped it and stuck one end in her mouth.
"Peppermint."
"Well, with all the holiday food and drink, it just seemed practical. But I also did cherry and strawberry ones."
"For the kids?"
His aunt nodded and handed him one.
"What do you think, chibi?" "I love all your candies, auntie," he said grinning from ear to ear.
"Well these are extra special candies. The red stands for our village's shinobi who risk their lives and protect us. And the white stands for the innocent people they protect. They wind around like that because both are important. The villagers take care of the shinobi too. We build their houses, make their food, and fashion their weapons."
"That's very clever sister."
"Thank you, it means a lot to me that you think so," his aunt said as she boxed up various treats.
"We'll be expecting you for Christmas dinner. You be good for your mom, Iruka-chan. And keep the tricks to a minimum." Shinju smiled at his mother. "He really does take after you there. Thank goodness he doesn't have a little sister to torment."
Takara laughed and handed over a box wrapped in shiny green paper before herding Iruka towards the door.
"We'll see you guys in a couple of days. Good luck with the new candies."