Hey, I'm TG!
This is my first Naruto fanfic, seeing as I have only written for Twilight before, but this should be a fun story to write. ^_^ I absolutely looooove the manga, the anime, and the fanfics I have read for this before, so I figured that it only made sense that I attempt a Naruto fanfic of my own. This story will be one of my favorite pairing stories: the Minato x Kushina story ^o^
I adore stories about Naruto's parents, and I'd like to see more of them. This one will be both similar and very different to other MinaKushi stories you might have read in the past. So go ahead and read the preface, and enjoy! (The first chapter should be up tonight or tomorrow)
Tell me what you think of the preface in a review!
Keep reading-
TG
Preface:
Fire.
If it all began this way, in fire, it seemed appropriate that it should end in the same fashion. So long ago, my life had seemed to be immersed in that very word: my home, my family, my friends, my everything had gone up in flames. Fire had been a relentless, ruthless force of nature in my eyes. Fire could sweep over an entire life, an entire country, so thoroughly, leaving everything in its path charred and unrecognizable. Everything I had ever loved had been rendered to nothing more than piles of ash.
It had seemed a cruelly ironic fate to find myself in the Land of Fire, but that's where I had found myself. It wasn't fair that I had to be subjected to this new land—to these new people, who seemed to represent the very thing I hated. But that's when I met him: That famous, or infamous depending on whom you would ask, ninja who was said to harbor the power of the will of fire. I had never thought that fire could be beautiful, until he found me. Fire, if you thought about it, was just as fluid as the water which I held so dear. It could be gentle and infinitely helpful: but it could be monstrous and unforgiving. I found that fire, like everything else in life and nature, had both a good and bad side. He had taught me that. He let me know that fire didn't have to be feared, but respected. He had taught me the true nature of fire.
But, my peace of mind was short lived. Here I was, having to face yet another tragedy. It seems like I've had to go through more loss than any other kunoichi to date. I wasn't allowed to have bonds, to make emotional ties with people to connect me to them, because fire seemed to have a personal grudge against me. If there was some connection between someone else and me, the fire would slowly creep over me and find its way to other person until that person was in ashes too. He had made everything seem alright; made it seem like that fire would finally be tamed, if not extinguished. I could finally feel something other than the incessant burn that I'd had to adapt to, and it was all because of the trust I had in him
But just when I began to trust him and his will of fire, I found myself the same way I had been time and time again: burned.