Author's Note! New story, yay. Sorry I need to get all of these plots out of my head before school so there might be an influx of new stories/chapters. Don't hold me to that though!
DISCLAIMER: Naruto doesn't belong to me.
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If I had known that my life would have turned out this way, perhaps I wouldn't have told my parents I wanted to be a Kunoichi. Perhaps I would be a normal shopkeeper with a husband who is also a normal shopkeeper with children who will grow up to be normal shopkeepers.
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Oh, who am I kidding , I wouldn't trade my life now for all of the normal shopkeepers in the world. I would have ended up here anyway, no matter what I chose to do.
Hello there, my name is Minori Terrakai...or wait, should it be...
No, nevermind, you'll find out soon enough.
Anyways, I'm Minori. It's nice to meet you! This is my story, the story about a girl and a boy and another boy and a grey haired weirdo and a... you know what? There are a lot of people in this story, some you may know, some you may not.
This story will involve yelling, fighting, shinobi, kunoichi, and lots-LOTS- of swearing. Particularly on my part, sorry about that.
Our story begins on the day I was born, October 11th YNT. The year that everything began.
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"Get Minori to safety! I'll help here." A man tells his wife.
"But Katsumi you can't-" The wife tries to argue, a small pink bundle held in her arms.
"Hiromi, I'll be fine, now go!" The man exclaims, kissing his wife on the forehead before turning around and rushing off towards the flames.
The woman sighs, looking down at the bundle. "Your father is a reckless idiot." She smiles. "Oh, how I love that man."
She turns in the opposite direction of her husband and runs off towards the Hokage Monument.
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That day will forever be known as the day the Kyuubi attacked Konoha. Nobody will care to remember about the two little children born on that day.
Katsumi and Hiromi survived that night, unlike many others, and returned to their still standing home.
They raised their daughter to the best of their ability and loved her with all of their hearts.
Her name? Minori Terrakai.
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Age 1
"Katsumi, I must do it."
"But Hiromi, it's our daughter!"
"Yes, and I was my parent's daughter. This must be done, for her safety as much as ours."
Katsumi sighed and ran a hand down his face, looking over to his sleeping daughter.
"Okay, okay. Do it."
Hiromi smiled sadly at her husband before turning to her daughter with a glowing palm.
She placed her palm onto the girl's chest, just above her heart. The child squirmed slightly before opening her green eyes and looking up at her mother.
Hiromi looked down at her daughter's chest to see black ink forming underneath her palm.
"Ka-chan?" The girl mumbled, looking down at the glowing hand on her chest.
"Good morning, Nori-chan." Hiromi strained out through clenched teeth.
"Wha's goin' on?" The girl asked, yawning.
"Ka-chan's giving you a present."
The girl's sleepy eyes widened. "Really?"
The mother sighed, tension leaving her shoulders as her hand stopped glowing. "Really."
The girl scrunched up her eyes, body tensing. "Ka-chan, my head."
The woman reached down and picked up her daughter. "That's the present, sweetie. It's something that Ka-chan got from her Ka-chan when she was your age."
The girl's eyes opened, green swimming in tears. "It hurts."
"I know, but it'll stop soon." Hiromi sighed, pulling her daughter closer.
The young girl sniffled as her head burned, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. "Wha's a Bijuu. No, nevermind. I know."
Katsumi walked closer to his wife and daughter, looking at his wife. "She can understand it?"
The woman nodded. "It's a gift that comes with the knowledge. Our little minnow is going to be like a little sponge for the rest of her life. She'll remember everything."
The man looked down at his daughter's face to see the tears stopping and her face clearing up, the tension leaving her small body. "Tou-san, wha's my name again?"
"Minori Terrakai, my little minnow." The man smiled down at his daughter.
"Why not Uzumaki? That's Ka-chan's name. It's what I remember." She asked, eyes lighting up with curiosity.
The man's eyes widened as he looked up to his surprised wife. "Is that normal?"
The woman looked to her husband and smiled sheepishly. "Uh...maybe? I don't really know since I've always been an Uzumaki. I didn't ask that question. Trust me, I'd remember it."
"Tou-san, why can't I be an Uzumaki?" The girl asked, looking up at her father.
The man sighed and gently lifted his daughter from his wife's arms, plopping down on the floor. "It's a long story Minori, do you really want to know?"
The girl nodded her head quickly, grinning up at her father. "Yes, Tou-san!"
Hiromi sat down next to Katsumi and chuckled. "Well then, I suppose now is a good time to tell her about Uzushiogakure and Takigakure, hm?"
Katsumi looked over to his smiling wife and smiled himself. "Yes, maybe it is. She does have your memory now."
He looked down to his daughter. "Well, my little minnow, it all started when Oba-san and Oji-san had to run away from Uzushiogakure before Ka-chan was born..."
Age 1 and 7 months
"So, Ka-chan, the seal gives me knowledge on the Bijuu and Uzumaki clan." She waits until her mother nods before continuing. "Makes me want to protect the... Jinchuriki?" Her mother nods again. "Allows me to sense who's a Jinchuriki and gives me an eidetic memory?"
"Yes, Nori-chan." Her mother smiles at her.
She looks over to the window from her perch on the kitchen counter. "And it's from Oba-san?"
The woman's smile falters slightly at the mention of her mother but she nods nonetheless. "Mn, exactly. Oba-san was the first one to have it, then she gave it to me, and now it's yours."
The little girl nods, still staring out the window. "And I can't talk to any other Uzumaki's because I'll be in danger, right?"
The woman sighs quietly, putting down her dish rag. "Right, Nori-chan. I'm very sorry about that."
The little girl shakes her head lightly, looking away from the window and to her mother. "It's okay, Ka-chan. I understand." She points to her heart. "I remember the night you told me."
The woman chuckles and walks over to her daughter, picking her up. "Of course, my little minnow."
The girl looks up at her mother and smiles,pointing to her mother's heart. "You'll always remember too, won't you?"
The woman's eyes soften and she looks towards her chest where she can see black underneath her shirt. "Yes, always."
Age 2
"Do I have to do this, Tou-san?" The two year old whines, her two dark red pigtails bobbing as she shakes her head around.
Katsumi chuckles, looking down at his daughter. "Yes, minnow. You need to practice your Kanji."
The girl groans and thumps her head onto the table. "But it's boring." She grumbles.
Katsumi gently lifts his daughter's head from the table looking into her eyes. "Mn, and why is that?"
"Because I already know it, I read through the scroll with Ka-chan and she helped me learn it." She points down to the table where a scroll is sitting.
Katsumi looks over to it and sees that the entire learning scroll has been re-written in his daughter's handwriting.
He shakes his head and lets go of his daughter's head allowing it to thump back onto the table. "I always forget you've got Hiromi's memory."
Minori groans, lifting her head from the table and putting a hand to her forehead. "Thanks, Tou-san. I didn't feel that at all."
Katsumi chuckles and ruffles his daughter's pigtails, causing her to squeal and swat his hand away. "Sorry, minnow."
Minori grumbles for a moment before smiling. "It's okay Tou-san." She looks up at him. "Can I go help Ka-chan now?"
"Yes, yes. Go ahead." Katsumi grins, starting to clean up the table. "Tell me when lunch is ready, hm?"
Minori jumps out of her seat, running towards the kitchen. "Okay, Tou-san!"
Age 3
"Ka-chan?" Minori calls, laying on the floor in the living room.
Hiromi looks down at her daughter from the couch. "Yes Nori-chan?"
"I wanna be a Kunoichi." Her daughter states, looking up at the ceiling.
"REALLY?" Katsumi yells, jumping in through the window to land next to his daughter.
"Yes, Tou-san." She calmly looks over at her father with a smile. "I wanna start training with you and Ka-chan."
Hiromi looks to Katsumi and sees his green eyes sparkling. "Of course, sweetie. We'd love to teach you."
Katsumi grins at his wife before scooping up his daughter. "Oh look at my little Kunoichi in training! You're going to be the best Kunoichi ever!"
Minori cheers, smiling at her mother. "Thank you, Ka-chan!"
Hiromi chuckles, standing up and walking over to her husband and daughter. "Why, you didn't think I'd say no did you? My little minnow following in her parents footsteps. This is perfect."
Katsumi shifts his daughter to one arm and yanks his wife against him. "FAMILY HUG!"
Age 3 and 5 months
Minori has been training with her parents for 5 months. In those five months she has learned of her Terrakai heritage and her Uzumaki heritage.
"We're going to start Katas today?" Minori asks, looking up at her father from her position in the grass.
"That's right." He leans down and lifts her to her feet. "You have to do these every morning along with your stretches."
She nods and sticks out her hand for a scroll.
Katsumi grins and pulls a scroll out from behind his back. "Here you go my little minnow."
Minori quickly grabs the scrolls and rolls it out onto the grass, eyes soaking up the information before her.
"Got it." She nods, looking up to her father. "Starting now?"
Katsumi nods and sits down in the grass. "Go ahead."
Minori smiles giddily, moving into the first Kata.
Age 4
"Nori-chan we are going to start your flexibility training today." Katsumi explains to his daughter, ruffling her hair.
"Really?" She asks, eyes glittering. "Ka-chan didn't start her training until she was 6!"
Katsumi chuckles and moves to stand in front of his daughter. "Well then, I suppose you'll have something to boast about to Ka-chan now, hm?"
The little girl cheered and nodded her head quickly. "Dattebayo!"
In the kitchen where Hiromi stands making breakfast, she drops her spoon. Oh I hope she didn''t get the verbal tick from Kushina's side!
"Tou-san, do you want me to do the training I remember or do you want me to do a different kind?" Minori asks, settling onto the ground and getting into the first position of her mother's training.
"Go ahead and do your Ka-chan's." He waves his hand dismissively, "This way I won't have to teach you much."
"KATSUMI!" Hiromi bellows from the kitchen.
"Kidding, kidding!" Katsumi rushes, looking towards his angry wife.
Minori tilts her head. "Does that mean you want to teach me new stretches?"
"No,no keep doing Ka-chan's I'll teach you something else." Katsumi scratches his head for a few minutes while Minori finishes up her mother's flexibility routine.
"Ah!" Katsumi exclaims. "I've got it! I can teach you Terrakai Taijutsu."
Minori furrows her eyebrows for a moment before standing up and walking over to her father. "Is that what I'll fight with? Not the Uzumaki Taijutsu?"
Katsumi nods and stretches out a bit. "Wouldn't want anyone to get suspicious about Ka-chan, ne?"
Her eyebrows smooth out and she nods in understanding.
"Breakfast will be done in 10 minutes, you'd better hurry up Katsumi!" Hiromi shouts from the kitchen, glowering at her husband.
Katsumi's eyes widden and he looks down at his daughter. "I don't think I've ever been more grateful for your memory."
Minori smiles up at her father as he falls into the first Kata for his Taijutsu.
In the kitchen, Hiromi shakes her head with a light smile gracing her lips.
Age 4 and 7 months
"Minori! Get down here." Hiromi yells, storming into the house.
Minori bolts up from her bed and rushes down the stairs, skidding to a stop in front of her mother.
"Ka-chan?" She asks, confused. "What's wrong?"
Hiromi points to a broken vase. "I thought I told you no taijutsu in the house!"
Minori looks at her mother in confusion. "I just woke up when you called for me. I don't know why the vase is broken."
Hiromi blinks for a moment before her eyes darken again. "KATSUMI!"
A loud crash is heard in the kitchen along with a thump and a moan of pain.
Minori watches as her mother storms into the kitchen and picks up her father, throwing him through the paper door. "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NO TAIJUTSU IN THE HOUSE!"
Katsumi scrambles up from the ground and backs away from his angry wife. "I was just-"
Hiromi throws a chopstick at her husband. "NO EXCUSES!"
Minori looks on in amusement as her bellowing mother chasing her sobbing father around their backyard, throwing chopsticks at random intervals.
Kami, I love my family.
Age 5
"Okay Nori-chan, today we will be beginning your Kunoichi lessons."
Minori hangs her head and silently groans, sitting at the table.
"Oh don't you groan at me, you knew it was coming!" Hiromi scolds, throwing at flower at her daughter.
"Ka-chan I already know all of this! Your memories should be enough, right?" Minori tries to reason with her mother.
"Maa, I think you should learn directly from the source rather than those rusty old memories." Hiromi waves her hand at her daughter, pouring a cup of tea.
Minori groans out loud and drops her head onto the table. "Can I at least get some kind of encouragement? You got access to the Uzumaki scrolls, can I?"
Hiromi sips at her tea and doesn't respond for a moment. "Mn, I suppose so."
Minori's head snaps up and she looks hopefully at her mother. "Really?!"
Hiromi smiles into her tea and nods lightly, watching her daughter's face light up with joy.
"Finally!" She cheers, jumping up from the table and dancing around the room.
Hiromi chuckles. "You have to get through the first lesson before I show you where they are though."
Minori speeds to the table and sits seiza-style across from her mother, smiling brightly. "I'll be the best Kunoichi ever, dattebayo!"
Hiromi groans now, setting her tea down. Why did my daughter have to be the one to get the Dattebayo tick?!
Age 5 and 3 months
Minori sat in her room, surrounded by scrolls. Her eyes quickly reading over the newest scroll in her hands.
"Minori, dinner!" Hiromi shouts from downstairs.
Minori finishes the scroll and gently tosses it into the pile on her left. "Mn, I hope she didn't put peppers in the rice again."
She glides down the stairs and strolls into the dining room only to groan as she sits down. "Ka-chan, you know I hate peppers." She moans, looking at the rice in sadness.
"Maa," her mother waves her hand. "Just pick them out."
She sighs and makes her plate, picking out the peppers quickly.
"So, Nori-chan. What've you been reading?" Katsumi asks, shoveling some rice into his mouth.
Minori stops pouting and looks up to her father with glowing eyes. "The Uzumaki scrolls! I just finished the one on the Adamantine Attacking Chains. They're so useful!"
Hiromi smiles at her daughter as she gushes over the different Uzumaki techniques she's learnt.
Minori goes silent for a moment, looking down before looking back to her father with her eyebrows furrowed. "I also read the scroll on the Heal Bite." She frowns, "I don't like that one much."
Hiromi coughs, eyes widening in surprise. She found that one!?
"Minori where did you find that?" She asks, putting her chopsticks down.
Minori looks to her mother. "It was in between the Four Symbols Seal scroll and the Uzumaki Sealing Technique scroll."
Hiromi's eyes widen. "You're already reading those?"
Minori tilts her head. "I read them last month, did you want me to show you?"
Hiromi shakes her head quickly. "No,no I just didn't think you'd be that far already."
Minori's face lightens. "I used Oba-san's memories combined with yours to help me understand them better."
Hiromi's mouth forms an 'o'. "Ah, I didn't think about using those until I was well into my Academy years."
Minori nods, giggling as her father looks between the two with a confused face. "I know, I saw you face palm at your 'stupidity.'"
Hiromi chuckles, remembering Katsumi's face when she suddenly jumped up and facepalmed, groaning about how much of an idiot she was.
"That's what happened?" Katsumi asks, looking at his wife. "I thought you were going insane."
The two females break into laughter as they each recall the memories of Katsumi's worried and confused face when Hiromi ran away yelling about alone time.