A Hanyou Kitsune. (Rewritten)

First off, I would love to tell all of you thank you for following me and thank you for giving my story a chance. I'm rewriting this in hopes that I am able to improve and strengthen the plot line. Enjoy! For those joining us, This is an OC centric tale.

Disclaimer -The wondrous show of Naruto does not belong to me, it belongs to the Great Masashi Kishimoto.

This tale is a tale that began long ago in a small, Whirlpool village. It's a tale of war and love, that all starts with one little girl.

To begin we must move through the array of houses and soft wind chimes chattering to a house on the outskirts of town. In this house lay a small child, one who looked barely old enough to sleep away from her mother. This young girl had dark hair that splattered along top of her pillows as she peacefully slept.

It was around four in the afternoon, on a warm summer's day. The small girl wearily sat up, rubbing her eyes to rid the sleep from them before rising. Her eyes were a deep silvery lavender, but that was not the most interesting thing about her. No, her eyes barely drew any attention at all. On top her head lay two small fox-like ears of a deep violet that matched a tiny tail behind her.

But, really, that didn't matter to the girl either. All Nami remembered was her mother's promise before she laid for a nap. Birthday cake. The girl immediately perked up as she remember the delicate frosting her mother had been placing on the cake upstairs.

Nami hated Kimonos. No matter how many ways her mother shoved them on her, she hated them. So, before her mother realized Nami was awake, she slipped into her more comfortable play clothes, with grass stains on the knees and heavily worn fabric. Her hair was held on top of her head with a firm braid her mother had managed earlier that morning.

That was when there was a knock at the door, and she went sprinting up the stair with excitement. She reached it before her mother or father had a chance to leave the sitting room. It didn''t take her long to pull the door open and pounce on the strangers in a tight hug.

"Happy Third Birthday, Mei." Nami perked up at her aunt's petname for her, and grinned as wide as she could. Nami was hugging the red haired woman with a tight grasp around her lower leg.

"Kushina!" A heavily pregnant woman came out of the adjourning room, supposedly hearing the commotion. The woman looked practically identical to Kushina, except for the color of her dark hair which was cropped short. "Minato. Come in, come in. I'm glad you could make it."

"Kyo, don't you look lovely." Minato pressed passed the two women and into the house, before making his way into the sitting room.

"Aunt Kushi, baby name?" Nami had her hand placed against the stomach of Kushina. She wasn't nearly as far along as Kyo, but it was an obvious bump.

"His name is Naruto," Kushina giggled with a smile for her niece.

"Ramen!" Nami yelled before running off into the kitchen, where she was lifted by the arms of her step-father.

"Oh, hello! Kushina, Minato." said Tadao. He was Nami's step-father. His hair was a deep brown, much in contrast to his wife and step daughter.

After a long and boring conversation between the adults, Nami was given three packages. In the first, she received a small practice training katana from her parents. She also received a small bracelet from her mother and aunt, with the inscription, 'We love you always. Momma and Kushi.' Neither of these were anywhere as important and life changing as the third.

Her last gift was from her uncle; a necklace shaped like a star, and no more than an inch in diameter. It was made of a dark purple material, which seemed to swallow up anything that was around it.

"Nami," Minato started."If you ever need me. Ever. Just hold the star and wish to come to me."

A while later he told her, "Try to push chakra into it, if you can."

The seriousness in his eyes scared her.

"'O-okay." Nami closed her eyes and did as her mother taught her. Her chakra melded together in her belly, before she lost control. The veins around her eyes bulged out, and then as soon as it happened she fell to the ground unconscious.

"I was right; she does have the Byakugan." Stated Minato. He took on a thinking pose, looking a tad troubled. He picked up the small girl and sat her on a nearby chair. "This makes matters much more difficult Kyo."

"Ku will become more dangerous if we do not control any access chakra from her. As a Jinchuriki, you know the Nine-Tails gains more power from each of his relations. I fear once Kasume is born I will have to seal the beast within another child."

Soon after, Minato and Kushina left for Konoha. They would come visit again in a few months…if all went as planned.

Many Months Later

Konoha

"Minato you can't do this, let me!" Pleaded the retired third Hokage with unrestrained desperation lacing his voice. He had a sorrowful look placed on his face. Hot tears were falling from his eyes. He couldn't let his successor do this; he wouldn't. Sarutobi looked around at the dead bodies littering the ground, surrounding them.

"I can't let you." said the yellow flash with a determination in his eyes. How could he give away someone else's life? How could he, when he had the means to save many? He couldn't ask this of anyone. "It's my duty Sarutobi. I won't ask anyone to do what I myself wouldn't."

"Minato, let me seal the Kyuubi! Kushina is already dead. Naruto will grow up alone if you do this! Please, let an old man take the sacrifice. The village needs you." Minato felt his heart waver at that statement. He had only held his boy for a moment, but he knew that he would die, kill, conquer the world and give it all to his Naruto, need he only ask. The young boy would have a terrible life without his parents, especially while hosting a demon. Minato had to live.

"Fine, just be careful out there, okay?" he handed Naruto to Sarutobi and looked away from the old man, a tear running down his bloodied face. At least Naruto would have a parent. At least there's that. He turned away from the old man.

With that the third left Minato alone in the tower, silently mourning the loss of his wife and his child's innocence. Many papers, dirty diapers and angry villagers later, Minato left the Hokage tower. A numbness guarded his heart that would never fade away, and if it tried, he would drag it back with his own blood-stained hands.

Two Years Later

Whirlpool

It was around two in the morning Grass ninja seeped into the village by the hundred and set fire to everything; all to kill those "damned demons." There might have been hundreds of them…might have been thousands. They wanted there to be no living soul left in the Whirlpool village.

House fires sprang to life around the tiny village. It was only a matter of time before it would be completely demolished. Fires spread faster than anyone could stop them. Faster than anyone could awaken and save themselves.

Nami woke to a smoke filled room and an unbearable heat. She rubbed her eyes and began coughing because of the smoke in her lungs. She could see the fire already spreading towards her room, and way past her parents. To her five year old brain, this didn't seem real.

"Kasumi, wake up! Fire. Grab my tail- don't let go!" Nami was screaming at her sister through the flames. Kasumi was little more than a toddler at this point, and she followed the order with only a small sob. Nami kissed her brown hair, and hoped to comfort her baby sister who had begun screaming with cries.

Nami knew what to do, though. She turned toward the dresser and grabbed her star necklace, and an old scroll. Then, as instructed before she poured chakra into the star. The two suddenly disappeared without a trace, just as a band of raiders broke through their window with kunai aimed at the spot they just disappeared from.

They appeared on Minato's side, sobbing, sweaty, and soot covered. He jumped up out of bed, startled. As soon as she knew she was safe, Nami dropped the pendant and slouched back onto the covers. She was exhausted, never before had she teleported with her necklace, let alone teleport her sister as well across many countries. She didn't even notice her Uncle's terrified expression, before falling into a light slumber.

When morning came, he asked Nami why she was there. She explained what happened the night before with tears streaming down her five-year old cheeks. Minato just nodded and told her that he would send someone to look after them. Nami had no clue about the attack, all she could spout out was things about fire and smoke.

It was a female who he sent. Her name was Yuugao. Nami wished Yuugao was her mother instead of some lady in a mask, with a scary tattoo.

One Year Later

Six year old Nami Uzumaki was walking to the academy. Her dark hair was done up in a braid, and her shoulders were too straight for a child of her age. When she arrived she immediately flocked to a boy, who she thought looked very mature. His name was Itachi, and he was only seven at the time. She respected him because he was not only brave, but was not opposed to speaking with a girl younger than him. And he didn't say anything about her ears, or poke her tails. She also met a girl named Anko that was also seven. Anko reminded her of her mother. Anko held a similar expression to Kyo. Nami thought she was a bit strange, but liked her regardless. The three quickly became friends. With the each of the three being younger than their classmates, their bond grew.

During their time in the academy, they became the top three students; they had mastered the first two years of the academy in a few months with no hitches. Itachi was a master at jutsu and accuracy already. Anko was a prodigy at Tai-jutsu and rarely missed her target while a katana was in her grasp. And Nami was well on her way to perfecting the Hyuga Gentle Fist. It was difficult for them to teach her without sealing her, but that was a perk of being the Hokage's daughter.

Over this time period, Kasumi turned into a hyper little girl, where her sister was a sullen one, Naruto too had gained a few skills. He could use his chakra impressively. Naruto and Kasumi were so close in age, most of the time they could be seen together. They had become as close as twins.

After another year, Itachi, Anko, and Nami graduated together and were assigned a sensei. The three were still very young so they were assigned very last. None of them minded, because they were just glad enough to be put on the same team. Their Sensei was a woman named Rin. She was small and lithe, like a cat.

"Okay students, meet me on the roof." Their sensei told them after being assigned. Nami found her particularly pretty. She thought that she had seen this 'Rin' walking around with Kakashi somedays.

"Yes, Sensei." They said in unison.

When they arrived on the roof, they sat down. Anko sat on the ground, while Itachi and Nami sat on the railing. It was actually kind of a funny looking team. A wild looking girl with purple hair, an Uchiha, and a Hyuga with ears and a tail. Rin giggled. She supposed that, if they passed, she was in for an interesting experience.

"We are going to go around in a circle and say a few things about ourselves. I'll go first. My name is Rin. I am nineteen. I like reading and I like being a medic ninja. I dislike perverted books like Icha, Icha. My hobby is reading and kicking butt. And my goal is to turn you into top ninja. Your turn, Uchiha." Rin finished with a proper flourish of her hand.

"I am Itachi Uchiha, I'm eight years old. I like learning new jutsu and when Nami wins eating contests. I really do not understand where she and that cousin of her's puts food. It really is funny. I dislike scum who hurt my friends. My hobby is training with Anko and Nami. My goal is to rebuild my clan and destroy Orochimaru for wiping them out in the first place and putting the curse seal on Anko." It was crazy how serious an eight-year-old could be, Rin observed.

"Tails, you're up!" Rin decided to just move on.

"My Name is Nami Uzumaki/Namikaze. I am seven. I like eating ramen and being with my team. I also like when people pet my ears, it feels very nice. They get itchy a lot. I dislike any ninja who thinks it is okay to hurt someone for no real reason. I also dislike the Hyuga clan. My goal is to rebuild the Uzumaki clan and to become the top ANBU like my aunt Kushina was. I think you should also know, I will stop at nothing to make sure my friends are happy." Said the Hanyou with purple tails. Nami looked over at her two best friends with a sadness in her eyes that always appeared when her past came into conversation.

"I am Anko. I'm 8. I like snakes and dango. I dislike many things. My goal is to kill Orochimaru." said Anko, her hand moving to her neck. "Oh yeah! I want to be in the T&I department! I think that would be a lot of fun!" Rin could not believe she got stuck with the damaged group…all for the better, they were so young. She could train them to full potential.

"Meet at training ground 4. Six in the morning. You will complete your test then or head back to school." With that, she disappeared.

"I am going home. See you guys tomorrow." Nami walked off, wondering if she was truly good enough yet. There was a pressure in her chest that told her tomorrow may not be her favorite day.

"I'll walk you home, Nami. It's on my way." Itachi sped up and waved at Anko.