Semi-realistic Naruto -_-

Err... This should probably be "quarter-realism". XD
Nothing screws with your sense of proportion like trying to mix anime and realism, but other people have managed it (there's that reeaaallly nice Neji one) so... well... it's possible.
And for some reason I feel like I always draw people in the same pose. -_-

Older Naru with a healthy dose of Blondaime. While I'm at it, why don't I recommend a fic?

Close Encounters [link] and Door Number Two [link] by Reaper Nanashi:
The first is a oneshot and the second is ongoing.
It's not the cleanest writing and she likes to throw in things without giving an explaination, but it has Naruto and Yondy bonding! Yay! XD

Exhibit A:

“Have you been away on a long assignment? I don’t remember seeing you around.”

“Yes, it’s been a long assignment. It’s still going on, really, but every year I end up here on a day-long pass, you might say. When everyone’s emotions run high. I’ve been doing it for . . . well, I’ve been doing it since you were a baby. And I imagine that I’m going to be doing it for the rest of eternity.”

Naruto’s eyes went wide with shock. He was sure the eternity part was an exaggeration, but . . . “What kind of assignment is it?”

“Don’t worry--the likelihood of you having to do it too is very low. It’s an extremely rare and unconventional assignment; I accepted it voluntarily to protect the village.”

“Ah.” Then it was probably undercover work. Ninja were occasionally sent out to spy on the other villages and since a solid presence was key both for gathering information and to not be suspect in the eyes of the village being spied upon, those ninja almost never returned home until they got old and were discharged from active duty.

Exhibit B:

Arashi sighed, but let it go. “Naruto, I want you to meet my sensei.”

Naruto looked around at his ally and greeted absently, “Hi, Ero-Sennin.”

There was a stunned silence, in which Naruto realized too late that he had said something terribly wrong.

“WHAT?! You little runt, how dare you . . .!”

Naruto looked worriedly at his father, but was greatly relieved to see him turned away, body shaking with suppressed mirth. The relief was short-lived, however, when Arashi suddenly turned on him. “How could you possibly know that? You were barely out of diapers the last time he was here.”

Busted, Kyuubi offered helpfully.

“Er . . . Pain,” Naruto offered lamely. “I’m in pain. I’m going back to the house for more painkillers. I’ll be right back.”

He rolled out of Arashi’s arms and was just reaching the window when his father shouted at him warningly, “Naruto!”