OC story based on the child of Fem. Madara and Hashirama. Ages are played with so don't tell me so and so was born 10 years later than that. Many things are changed in this due to Hashirama being with a Fem Madara. Hope you enjoy.
In a war-torn world, two clans fight for dominance. The Senju and Uchiha. These clans were constantly fighting, sending warrior after warrior at the other to try and win for their own personal pride. Both clans would send out anyone who could wield a kunai, let them be 6 or 60. However, the chance of reaching 60 was nigh impossible as the average life expectancy in this endless fight was 17. These clans had been fighting for as long as anyone could remember. They were never allies and no one thought it was possible for them to unite. So, when you find out the Senju clan head, Hashirama Senju had fallen in love with the Uchiha clan head, Mikasa Uchiha, you would scratch your head in confusion.
But, it was true. Hashirama fell in love with her and her him. They would meet whenever they could in private and do anything whether it be, fight each other or make love. After a while, Mikasa became pregnant and the two were forced to tell their clans. The clans were very angry and the way they were sated was when both said it was basically an arranged marriage to make peace between the clans. And once the clans realized the chance of a child with both Mokuton and Sharingan was possible they backed off of the two and they formed a village.
Hashirama had been dreaming of making a village his whole life and now they finally had peace. The clans sent out invitations to the other clans to join their village and they welcomed any wanderers who decided to join the village. There was still hostility between some but most were neutral to each other and 8 months later Mikasa gave birth to a boy by the name of Menma. The boy had inherited his mother's attitude and spiky hair but other than that he was his father's child in appearance. The village celebrated for three days and three nights at the birth of the son of their Kage.
The village had decided on Hashirama being their Hokage, the Fire Shadow. Hashirama was a great Kage and was always seen with his family or inside his office working. And with the help of his brother and wife, they made the perfect village. Mikasa stayed as the Uchiha Matriarch and Hashirama the Senju Patriarch. The Uchiha compound was built right next to the Senju compound, to the point there was a gate between them and shared the same border wall.
Over the next few years, the Uchiha and Senju lost their rivalry and became the best of friends. Many started marrying in between clans like Mikasa and Hashirama and the village benefited heavily from this. With the Senju's strength in Kenjutsu and Taijutsu and the Uchiha's strength in their Kekkai Genkai and jutsu, the village became unstoppable.
They became so strong that Mikasa had suggested claiming the tailed beasts and using them for their benefit and make Jinchuuriki's. Hashirama had wanted to divide the Bijuu to the other villages for a chance of alliance but Mikasa 'convinced' him to keep them to themselves. And soon Konoha gained 8 Jinchuuriki. The Kyuubi was too strong for them to seal and Hashirama simply lets it be wild and roam in freedom until they found a way to convince it or seal it. He had recently gotten a proposition from the Uzumaki clan for alliance and he was waiting for a reply on their demands.
Hashirama had been sitting in his office doing paperwork as Menma ran around his desk while chasing a small fox the boy had found. At first, Hashirama had been alarmed when his son brought a fox in his office but after he used his sensing ability, he found no demonic chakra on it at all. He let the boy keep it as a pet and the boy had played with it for most of the day.
Mikasa had come in a little while ago, stating she was bored and plopped down on the couch in his office simply watching their child play with the fox. Menma was now 4 years old and what an amazing 5 years it had been for Hashirama. He had gotten the girl of his dreams, made a village, and now has a family. Before he could ponder anymore on his thoughts he hears a pecking at his window.
The pecking made both him and Mikasa turn to it and found a hawk with a scroll on it's back. The scroll had the Uzumaki clan symbol. He got up from his seat and walked to the window to let it in. On his way there Menma ran into him with a smack and fell on his back rubbing his nose.
"Jeez Tou-san watch where you're going!" he whined as Hashirama shook his head at the boy before opening the window and grabbing the scroll. The hawk bent over so he could grab it easier before flying away, presumably back to the Land of Whirlpools. He watched the hawk fly away before shutting his window and walking to the couch.
He wanted to sit down but Mikasa simply looked up at him with a raised brow and cocky smirk. He rolled his eyes at the woman's attitude before lifting her head and sitting where it used to be and plopping her head back down in his lap. He took off the ribbon on the letter before unrolling it and began reading its contents. He mumbled parts of it as he skimmed through it. "Discounts on Uzumaki forged equipment... Clan compounds... assistance in wars..."
Mikasa listened to him cycle through the scroll as she laid there in silence. She was excited for an alliance with the Uzumaki clan because then they could have the help of an Uzumaki and they would help them in sealing the Kyuubi then their village would be the strongest without a doubt. She had a soft smile on her face as she thought of how her son could be able to live in peace. She didn't want to lose him ever. No mother should have to bury their son.
She was so lost in thought she didn't realize Hashirama stop reading. She did about a minute later though and popped open one eye to see something she hadn't seen in a long time, not since she kissed him in the middle of a battle.
Pure and utter shock on his face. She didn't have a clue as to what could shock him so much so she ripped the scroll right out of his hands. She noticed how he didn't even twitch and just stared at their son who ran around the desk. She looked down at the scroll and activated her Sharingan and was able to read through it in seconds. When she got to the bottom she was shocked too.
"...and we could finalize the alliance between my granddaughter Kushina Uzumaki and your son Menma. They are both 4 and we would be willing to come in a year and she would live in Konoha with you. Respond soon please."
She dropped the scroll in shock as she looked at her son as well. The fox had now hopped up onto the coat hanger which to Menma was a solid 3 feet taller than him. He smirked evilly and knocked over the coat hanger making the fox yelp as it falls right into his arms. Menma giggled as the fox began licking him all over the face. She smiled softly at the sight of her son in happiness. She didn't know if he would be able to gain that in an arranged marriage. "We'll ask him tonight." she heard over her shoulder as she snapped her head to him in outrage.
He was smiling too but in a different way than her. This was a grim smile. "He's a child! He doesn't understand what it means to be in an arranged marriage with someone you don't love! He is too young for this!" she hissed at him while he shook his head in what seemed like a mixture of resignation and satisfaction. "He deserves to be told and if he says no I will say no. It is not up to us to decide if he is ready," he spoke calmly in that voice that made her want to kiss and hit him at the same time.
She growled as she got up and went out the door to go hit something. Menma looked over at the door she left through. "Where did Kaa-chan go Tou-san?" he asked as the fox had also stopped and was now resting on the boy's shoulder. Hashirama put on a big grin for his son. "She's just being Kaa-chan. Why don't we go get some dango? I am sure you're hungry." he spoke as Menma's face exploded in glee as he ran for the door with the fox clinging on for dear life.
Hashirama was not looking forward to dinner but he knew it had to happen. With a soft sigh, he got up and followed his son to the dango stand while stuffing the letter in his robes.
Dinner that night was silent as Menma ate his stag meat seemingly oblivious to the tension. Currently, Hashirama was sitting at the table having a staredown with Mikasa while both silently ordered the other to tell him. This continued for a while before Menma noticed the stare down. "Uhh, Tou-san why aren't you eating?" he questioned the brown-haired man as Mikasa let a victorious smirk come over her face as Hashirama sighed before turning to Menma.
"We... have something to tell you Menma." Hashirama got out as Menma seemed curious but nonetheless gave the man his undivided attention while his fox came up and stole some meat when he wasn't looking. "We got a letter from the Uzumaki clan and they are willing to have an alliance." he started as Menma broke into a bright grin. He had been seeing his parents be nervous over if the Uzumaki would accept or not. He knew enough to know the Uzumaki clan would help their village immensely.
"However to make sure the alliance stays they want to do an arranged marriage where their princess is going to come here and become married to our heir," he says as Menma raises an eyebrow. Both Hashirama and Mikasa were confused by this reaction as they expected him to shout, scream, yell no, or anything but that. "You realize the heir is you right son?" asks Hashirama as Menma nods.
Menma simply looked up at the two of his parents in confusion. "So I get a wife and we get an alliance? I am not seeing what the big deal is Tou-san," he said with a flat look on his face. Mikasa took this as her queue to join in the conversation.
"You will be forever married to this girl, you won't be able to find someone you love if you don't love her," she stresses to try and get it into his head that he was going to be forced to love someone."Even if I don't love her, I can still at least be her friend. And the village comes first so if she hates me then that sucks but, the village will be happy. You taught me that Kaa-chan, Tou-san. The village comes first right?" he asks as now both mother and father were wide-eyed at the fact he would simply throw away his chance for happiness at the fact the village gains an ally.
Mikasa darts around the table and hugs her son tight in a suffocating embrace, as if she let him go he would disappear. Hashirama shook his head as he brought both son and wife in an embrace as they all stayed there with Menma in the middle, confused as ever. Hashirama realized it was going to be a long year.
1 year later...
It had indeed been a long year for the (now) 5-year-old. They had trained Menma a lot in those years and with the training of both Hashirama and Mikasa, he became rather strong for his age over the year. He had learned both Tree and water walking first by order of his parents. That had taken him about 4 days because of the amount of chakra he has. From his father and mother, he gained their massive reserves so now he had as much chakra as the average Chuunin which was both a blessing and a curse in his opinion. It had taken him forever to learn how to do chakra exercises but now his jutsu strength and reach were insane.
His mother had taught him the Goukakyuu and he had learned it rather quickly. But when he did master it, it had been around the size of a boulder, 15 feet wide and 30 tall. Although, the jutsu had hurt his throat really bad and he had a hoarse throat for a week. His parents had decided on teaching him the Senju taijutsu style and when he gained his Sharingan he would use the Interceptor style.
His father had started teaching him how to use the Mokuton but it was a rather slow process. He had been at it for about two months now and could barely make a sapling grow out of the ground. His father would then make him do a new Water or Earth technique to increase his power over those elements. They had found out a while ago that he had Earth Water and Fire with Earth being his main element and Water and Fire being sub-elements.
Around 6 months ago it had been Menma's birthday and his parents had said they would get him any weapon he wanted since Menma had been pestering them for a cool weapon like Kaa-chan's. Hashirama had literally hundreds of weapons being Katana's, Zanbatou's, Gunbai, or Mace's yet none interested Menma.
Flashback
Menma had been walking through the weapon shop looking at all the different things, axes, swords, bow's, yet, none of them interested him. The Double-Sided ax was somewhat cool but it was way too big for his taste. Maybe when he was older but not right now.
His parents were behind him, sighing in exasperation. They had gone to three weapon smith's now and he had found nothing that suits him. They honestly were about to say forget it and he won't use a weapon when they suddenly saw him dart into the backyard of the shop. They glanced at the man behind the counter and saw he was just as confused as they were so they all followed the boy.
Menma was staring at a hatchet. A simple hatchet stuck in a stump in the middle of the field. Hashirama was very confused as he did not think his son could possibly want to use a hatchet. He was proven wrong though when Menma ripped it right out of the stump and swung it a few times as if to practice. He beamed as he ran to them.
Mikasa picked the tool out of the boy's hand as she inspected it. "Sochi, this is too weak of a weapon. It isn't even a weapon it's a tool. Look at this." she said as she literally crushed the wooden handle with her bare hands. "Wooden weapons are too weak," she said as Menma was slightly mad she had broken it before he beamed and looked at his father.
"Tou-san makes strong wood so why can't he make me a super strong handle for my Ummm what's it called?" he asked sheepishly as Hashirama blinked down at him. He assumed he had a point and he could make a very strong wood for the hatchet that would be as strong as steel and they could fit a stronger blade for it.
"Hatchet Menma-kun." said the man as Menma nodded excitedly while Hashirama frowned. The Kage looked to the smith. "Get me a thick stick please," he said as the man nodded before darting off. "It could work," he said when he saw Mikasa's incredulous look. "And if it doesn't we will abandon the whole weapon thing. Sound good?" he asked while looking at Menma who nodded furiously.
The man soon came back with a stick that looked like an ordinary stick nothing at all special about it. Hashirama thanked the man with a nod before grabbing the stick and channeled his chakra into it as he did his thing. Soon enough the stick started moving and molding like it was made out of clay as it moved and maneuvered itself. And not a minute later there Hashirama was gripping a wooden handle. It looked exactly like the previous hatchet handle and he nodded with a smile. He placed it on the ground and looked at his wife.
"If you would," he said as Mikasa shrugged before taking out a kunai and swinging down on the chakra-infused handle with all of her strength. Her kunai bounced off still in her hand. She frowned as she noticed her kunai had a massive chip in it now and looked down at the handle. The handle had a small crack in it. Hashirama handed the handle to the boy. "Now channel your chakra into it," he said as Menma did as he was told and before their eyes the wood mended itself. "It only does that if one has Mokuton so that thing should never break." he smiled as he turned to the blacksmith.
"Do you think you could make a chakra blade for it?" he asked as the man grabbed the stick himself and inspected it for a moment before nodding. "I can have it done in 2 days Shodai-sama," he said with a slight bow as Hashirama nodded in satisfaction before taking an indifferent Mikasa and a giddy Menma back home for his birthday.
Flashback end
Menma briefly looked down at the hatchet at his hip in fondness. His mother had been skeptical at first but now Menma was very talented with the hatchet. He could wield it like a sword and easily slash through most things while also being very nimble, easily making him a quick and powerful foe. His parents had had him fight a gennin and he had won rather easily. He was quite proud of himself for being able to win so easily. He had gotten a second hatchet as well that resides on the other side of his hip.
He had gotten very proficient at throwing the hatchets and he no longer had kunai or shuriken on him. He only had his hatchets, he had actually started making a fighting style that incorporated his hatchets and even though it wasn't finished he had found out it is rather deadly. His mother called the style, Twirling Fury, because of how he spins when using both of the weapons at once.
He had been fighting his mother's clone with the hatchet's whenever he wanted to test his skill. His mother's Kage Bunshin would use their Gunbai and block everything he threw at her. He hadn't ever dispelled a clone but his mother said he had been getting better.
He had also decided he wanted to be a weapon/taijutsu specialist. His mother had argued with him but he simply didn't find jutsu as appealing as being close up and personal with someone else. He knew he wasn't as skilled as say a Chuunin or Jonnin but he knew he could take on other Gennin and everyone his age and he was rather proud of that.
He was brought out of his thoughts by his father smacking him upside the head. He rubbed the spot tenderly as he glared at the man to his right who glared right back so he simply turned his attention to the front of him. The reason he, his father, his mother, and all the other clan heads were here was that today was the day.
He glanced at himself and the comparison between his family. He guessed he looked more like his mother with his spiky dark hair and brown eyes and rather cold and indifferent expression. However, he knew he was more like his father with his witty attitude and general love for the village. The fact his Mokuton was advancing while he still didn't have the Sharingan simply proved the fact. He was around 3'4 which was about average height for children his age yet he felt rather short compared to his 5'10 mother and 6'2 father. He glanced back at the road in front of him as he thought about why he was here at the gate.
Today was the day he met his future wife and the day that the Uzumaki clan would send over 200 hundred people to come live in the village. His future wife, Kushina Uzumaki would be coming with her mother Mito Uzumaki and another 198 clansmen.
He made out a group of people coming over the hill and he saw a carriage held by four rather large men while other men who had swords form the look of it surrounding the carriage. "Don't be a shit." said his mother from his left making him roll his eyes. He knew not to be shit to the princess and the queen. Although he didn't know if he would be able to deal with her if she was spoiled rotten and had no sense of strength, which from their carriage suggested, he assumed she was rather spoiled.
"No promises," he said as this time his mother smacked him upside the head while he again rubbed the spot. He waited patiently while watching the horde of people approach their gates. This was a thing his father had finished about two months ago. He had made their outer walls and gates, which made the outline of the village and it was a rather big step for the village because it meant that the village was done now and they wouldn't make it any larger. He was not complaining though because in his opinion the village was large enough. He got lost rather commonly even though he had been here his whole life.
Soon enough, the carriage arrived in front of them and out walked a regal looking woman who had her crimson hair tied up into buns with pieces of paper hanging from them. He briefly noticed they were some kind of seal but that was it as he did not know close to anything about seals. He looked at her face and noticed she looked very young. She looked 18 even though she is supposedly as old as his parents. He continued looking and saw a purple diamond on her forehead which he assumed was just a style or something and looked at her large black eyes.
They reminded him of his Kaa-chan's a little but shook it off and noticed anything else about her was hidden in a fancy assortment of robes. She looked the part of a queen of an entire nation and he briefly thought about how she seems jealous but he shrugged it off as him going crazy.
The fancy looking woman stepped out of the carriage and stood a little way in front of his mother when he saw a girl walk out. She had crimson hair that went down to her middle back similar to the woman's in color but that is where the similarities ended. She had thin eyebrows that arched over her grape-colored eyes that took in everything they saw. Her red hair framed her face in the form of two bangs that curved slightly at her cheeks. She had a cute button nose that fit with her features. Her face as a whole was rather round and it reminded him of a type of vegetable but he didn't say it.
Her clothing was not nearly as fancy as he thought a princess would wear and it seemed like a mesh top that covered most of her frame and a yellow sleeveless vest over that with a green sash around her waist holding it all together. She had on mid-thigh length black shorts which showed off her creamy legs with brown shinobi sandals for shoes. In Menma's opinion, she was rather cute, however, she seemed rather arrogant and cocky.
She walked up to him in a much less dignified way then her mentor. He briefly noticed she was the same height as him but he didn't see how it mattered. She walked right in front of him and glanced at him up and down, most likely doing the same thing he just did before she looked up at his face. She snorted, which made him very curious as to if this girl was the princess or not. "Hey shorty," she said with a smirk.
Menma twitched. His witty nature couldn't let that blow to his pride happen. He smirks back, "Hey tomato." he said as the cocky look on her face disappeared to be replaced with an angry look.
She raised her fist high in the air. "Don't call girls names!" she shouted at him as she swung down attempting to hit him over the head and beat some manners into him. Although, for Menma the swing was slow, very slow. He stepped around the swing and stood to the girl's side as she hit nothing but air making her stumble forwards.
She gained her footing as she turned and glared at him in a way that made her even cuter in his opinion. "You missed, Tomato-chaan" he mocked, drawing out the chan in an attempt to rile her up. It worked. She flushed red with embarrassment as the boy smirked. "Now you really look like a tomato," he spoke as she ran at him again trying to hit him. He got a predatory smirk on his face as he took out one of his hatchets and held it by the back of the blade, making it to where the handle was facing out. He didn't notice the way the men with swords tensed when he brought out his weapon.
He tapped her on the forehead with the end of the handle making her rub her forehead in irritation. She growled as she lunged at him again and he slid to the left. While she ran past him he poked her in the back of her head this time with the handle as she stumbled forward even more from the poke. This continued for a little while longer and Menma could gladly say he was having fun.
"Menma!" barked his father as Menma immediately stiffened and faced his father with his hatchet already back in place and his hands by his side. Everyone who didn't know the boy were shocked at his serious shinobi-like reaction. Most shinobi didn't react like that, especially not that quickly. Kushina took advantage of the fact he was distracted and lunged at him with a fist cocked back.
She swung but instead of dodging Menma grabbed her fist and pinned it behind her back as he stood her in front of him. He held both of her arms to her sides as they stood in front of his father. By now some were blanching at the fact he had just made her be respectful. Kushina tried to wiggle out of his grip but he held her firmly in place.
She thought she might bruise from the force he held her with but when she glanced back she noticed his face. His face was the epitome of seriousness and he seemed like the guards around her palace at home. She continued watching in amazement as the boy kept a solid straight face while still holding her there. His father seemed satisfied before he turned around and greeted Mito and exchanged words.
Menma let Kushina go as she held her forearms gingerly. "Sorry," he said as she glanced back at him and noticed a soft and caring look on his face. "For the record, I think you're rather cute but you insulted me so I decided to insult you back," he said with a smile as she flushed but for an entirely different reason this time. No one had ever called her cute before. Her servants had called her beautiful and other things like that but it didn't have the same effect from when he said it. He was sincere and she knew from the look on his face. He had a light flush of his own on his face showing his slight embarrassment.
"You don't look too bad either," she mumbled as he flushed an even darker red of embarrassment.
Mikasa glanced at the two children and smiled as she saw their blushes. She knew they would probably get along perfectly fine.
Menma glanced up and noticed all the adults were focused on his father and the lady with buns. He grabs Kushina's hand lightly as he remembered how he had hurt her last time. She glanced up but he held a finger to his lips to silence her as she nodded in understanding before he turned slightly and dashed off with Kushina in tow.
They ran for a few minutes before they reached the main street of Konoha were most of the stores were and the main street also branched off into the clan compounds. "What kind of food do you like?" he asked as she quickly beamed and smiled brightly before darting forward making him follow due to them still holding hands. They arrived in front of a ramen stand and he raised an eyebrow at the odd food before turning to his right and seeing the wild happy look on her face. He sighed as he realized she was in love with ramen. It could be worse he mused, it could be Unagi, he hated eel.
He let himself be pulled into the stand and they both sat on a stool at the counter of the ramen shop. They sat there for not more than a moment before someone came up to the counter and saw Menma. "Senju-sama! Welcome to Ichiraku ramen what can I get the both of you?" he asked with a bright grin at the fact Menma was eating there.
Menma turned to look at Kushina as she started rambling her order which he found was a long list of food, 5 bowls of ramen and all of them were different kinds. He didn't know how she could eat that much of the stuff and not be fat. He assumed it was because of training. The young boy left a moment later with their orders, leaving Menma with Kushina. He decided to ask the question that had been bugging him since he saw her. "So, is that Bun lady your mom?" he asks as Kushina blinks at the statement 'Bun lady' before giggling.
"Bun lady?" she asks as Menma flushes a small pink in embarrassment. "Yeah that's my mom, her names Mito," she said as Menma nodded before sticking his head back up.
"Is your dad with you guys?" he asks as Kushina's face drops. Menma had seen that kind of face before, he had seen plenty of kids who had lost parents or brothers and they wore a face that was eerily similar to Kushina's. He gave the hand he was still holding a reassuring squeeze. "Sorry about your dad," he said grimly as she sadly nodded while tightening her hold on his hand a little.
Menma wasn't good in this kind of situation so he settled for nothing but holding her hand. He waited with Kushina for the ramen. He himself hadn't ordered any but Kushina had. Soon enough, the order arrived and Kushina lost all thoughts of sadness as she dived into her ramen, letting go of his hand in the process. He missed holding her hand but just thought of it as nerved as he reached down and gripped the handle on one of his hatchets.
Kushina continued eating as Menma watched her in a morbid fascination. He had never seen someone eat like that and it was shocking and he realized he should be grossed out but he wasn't. If anything, it was somewhat appealing that she felt comfortable enough to eat around him like that. She finished rather quickly and sat back while rubbing her stomach contentedly.
He suddenly had a thought. "Hey are you staying with my family or are you staying with your clan?" he asked as she turned to him and gained a thoughtful look on her face. She ended up shrugging making him facefault. She noticed him gripping the handle of his hatchet and raised an eyebrow. "What kind of weirdo uses those as weapons?" she questions as Menma scowls at her before taking out both of his hatchets and showing them to her. She notices the wood seems strange for wood, kind of like a darker wood you see when it is really strong. She also noticed the blades were rather dark, meaning they were most probably chakra metal like her mother had told her.
He motions for her to follow him as they walk outside of the ramen shop and to the clan compounds. It was a somewhat quiet walk and Menma had returned his hatchets to their holsters as he walks. Kushina reaches forward and clasps one of his hands in hers. He doesn't even react and simply squeezes her hand in acknowledgment. She likes the feel of his hands they were soft yet firm at the same time, and they provided a warm feeling she couldn't explain.
They continued to walk through the streets hand in hand until they reached the Uchiha compound and walked through the gate as Menma gave a nod to the guard before they passed through. They weaved through the streets as most greeted him with an Uchiha-sama and others smiled at him. Most were slightly confused by the redhead making her tighten her hold on him in reassurance under the gaze as he squeezed back.
They finally made it to his house, it was a massive building in the middle of the Uchiha compound signifying its position and meaning as the Clan heads. Menma went around it and to the backyard where there was a small pond, trees, stumps, and a dirt clearing in the middle of it all. It was a training ground Menma always went to because it had water, earth, and a dry area for fire, and wood for his Mokuton. Menma walked into the middle of the clearing before turning around to an awed Kushina.
She lived on an island so space was rare and training grounds weren't that big usually and he had a massive one. She noticed him stop and stopped with him as she looked up into his brown eyes. "Do you train?" he asked as she nodded. He smiled slightly at the fact he wasn't marrying a civilian. "What do you know?" he questioned as she smiled in pride before running over and walking up the tree. He blinked. "Is that all?" he asked as she frowned at the way he said it.
"Bet you can't do any better!" she exclaimed with a cocky smile which was immediately erased when he walked over and stood on the pond. She gaped at the fact she lived on an island and no one taught her how to do that. She sprinted down the tree to the edge of the pond and looked at him with wide eyes. "Teach me!" she shouted at him as he sighed before making a follow motion with his head as he walked into the house with Kushina on his heels.
He got to the armory room in the basement and walked in as Kushina tried to follow only to be stopped. She was stopped by an invisible wall. "Umm A little help!" she exclaimed as Menma turned and looked at her be stopped by a light blue chakra wall. "Only Uchiha's can enter. I will be out in a moment," he said as he walked into the room as she stood there.
She huffed while crossing her arms. She couldn't believe she was forced to just stand here in a dark hallway, how is this going to help her walk on water anyway? She continued to angrily fume in her head for a few minutes before Menma returned with a pouch and a kunai holster, she noticed both were full. The kunai holster filled with of course kunai while the pouch was filled with two scrolls, a few shurikens, and a roll of gauze.
She looked up at him with a blank stare. "How is this supposed to help me walk on water?" she asked with a sneer. He frowned slightly at her rude tone.
"Walking on water will help you be a ninja and so will these and I refuse to help you if you aren't going to know the basics," he said with an almost lecturing look on his face. Kushina realized he was right but her stubbornness made her stick her tongue out at him before putting the pouch on her sash when she noticed its clip. But the kunai holster had no such thing.
Menma realized her confusion and kneeled down while taking the gauze out of her pouch and putting the kunai holster against her bare thigh before wrapping the gauze around it and her thigh before tying it off at the end and nodded with satisfaction at how well he had done it.
Kushina blushed as he held her bare thigh but he did not seem to notice. She luckily got her blush under control by the time he finished and she noticed he had tied it at the perfect length for her to reach it.
He smiled at how she actually somewhat looked ready now. He put his hand on her shoulder to get her attention before leading her back upstairs and out back.
He took out one hatchet and stood there with it hanging loosely by his side. "Okay, I am going to see how good you by seeing your kunai skills. I am not going to go easy on you, however, this will be a melee only battle." he finished as Kushina nodded with a big smile at the chance to get revenge on him for embarrassing her earlier.
"3,2,1 Go," spoke Menma as Kushina ran at him with a battle yell. She didn't even get a quarter of the way there before Menma was in front of her. She was so shocked she did not even react as he raised his hatchet and swung at her kunai, easily batting it out of her hand making it fly away. She now had no weapon and before she could draw another his hatchet was her throat. "1-0" he spoke calmly making her pout. "Again," he said as he walked away back to his starting position.
"3,2,1 Go," he said again as this time Kushina tried to throw the kunai at him. He was around halfway to her by the time it left her hand and he simply ducked under the slow throw and was again right in front of her with a hatchet to her throat again, marking the end. "2-0, again," he spoke before walking back to his spot. It continued like this for the next hour in the same pattern.
Somewhere in the middle Kushina had almost knicked him with a kunai so now he was using both hatchets and she stood no chance at all. After that hour the adults had finally found the two children and had come across the scene of Menma standing above Kushina with a slight sweat to his brow and Kushina on the floor, pouring sweat. The field was littered with kunai and Menma had a single small cut on his forearm but other than that he was perfectly fine. Kushina was completely wound-free it seemed she had only tired herself out.
"Your son must be rather strong to beat Kushi-chan like that," spoke Mito as she watched Kushina tiredly threaten Menma as he smiled down at her.
"We are proud of him," spoke Hashirama with a proud smile. "Even though he is great with them he doesn't use jutsu that much and has become a weapons specialist of sorts." continued the brown-haired man.
"Would you mind if I had him spar with one of my men?" asked the Uzumaki queen making both father and mother snap their head to her. "I could have a sword specialist of my own fight him, see his skill level," she said as she looked at the two.
"I don't-" started Hashirama only for Mikasa to cover his mouth with her hand.
"You may," she spoke as Mito smiled lightly before nodding.
"Raito!" she commanded as a red-haired man with a katana on his hip appeared. "Spar with the boy, only use your sword." she finished as the man nodded before shunshining down to the field from the deck. All three of the adults watched with interest as the man approached the two.
Menma glanced up only to see a red-haired man swinging down on him with his sword. Menma's eyes widened before quickly bending over Kushina's body and taking the blow to the back. It struck true and cut from his right shoulder to his left hip in a deep gash. Kushina watched in mute horror at the boy hunched over her with blood dripping down his arms. His face was fixed in a grimace as his 5-year-old body tried to fight through the pain. Menma finally stood up as everyone remained stock still in shock and horror. Mikasa was about to start lashing out and killing this 'Raito' but she got stopped dead by Menma on accident.
Menma growled at the man while everyone looked on in shock. No one had expected that. They had expected him to dodge and the man would not try to hit Kushina of course. "Why didn't you dodge?" asked the man in confusion.
Menma grunted in pain as moving his right shoulder was now extremely painful. "Can't let you hit Tomato-chan," he spoke through gritted teeth before standing up straight. He quickly worked through the pain and threw one hatchet forward at extreme speeds and accuracy. The hatchet hit true as the man barely blocked it from it hitting his face.
The man wasn't expecting the boy to hit him in the side with the other hatchet and soon he had a hatchet buried in his shoulder. The man dropped to the ground with a scream of pain as Menma ripped it back out before staggering forward and falling face first.
Hashirama was on the field in moments healing his son with his hands over the wound that was now gushing blood. The wound was 3 inches deep but it spread all the way from his left shoulder to his hip bone. Hashirama stopped the bleeding and completely patched up the wound in around a minute but it would still scar over and he was angry about the fact his 5-year-old son already had a scar, he had stopped the clan wars to make sure children didn't get injured.
He moved over and started healing the man while Mikasa took Menma into her arms before walking off to the house with the boy in her arms. She passed Mito on the way and stared at her with the most deadly glare to ever surface earth. "Control your shinobi." she got out through gritted teeth before continuing into the house to put the boy to bed.
A shocked Kushina lay on the ground. The pain in her heart from the guild was simply overwhelming and she felt like she was suffocating. The guilt was building up in her at the fact he got hurt because he had to help her. He had gotten severely hurt and it had been all her fault. She dashed to the house and ran with all the speed she had.
"Kushina-" Mito tried to put her hand on Kushina's shoulder but the girl shoved her off before continuing her sprint to the house and slammed the door behind her. Mito was sad her daughter was so mad at her because of what happened and she decided to turn her anger on Raito. She knew he didn't expect the boy to stand there and she knew she wouldn't have but that doesn't mean it was excusable.
Kushina walked up the stairs to where she assumed the rooms were. She saw one door open and glanced inside to see Menma on his bed but couldn't really see him due to his mother sitting between them in a chair next to the bed. She didn't know if she deserved to be in there because she got him hurt so she stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. "Come inside Kushina-chan," spoke Mikasa as Kushina's eyes slightly widened at being caught before walking forward into the room.
When she caught sight of his scar on his back she quickly teared up. "I-I'm S-so s-s-sorry i-it's my f-fault he got h-hurt-" she fumbled with her words until Mikasa quickly pulled the hysterical girl into a hug. She rubbed the girls head and back as she cried into her chest. She stayed like this for a little while until the girl reduced to sniffling every now and then and she pulled the girl away as she held her head in her hands. She wiped away the girl's tears as she smiled at her.
"It isn't your fault the baka didn't think about himself. He's just like his father in that area, always putting others before himself. He chose to do that and we both think it was a stupid choice but it was his." she said as Kushina still looked uncertain but nodded nonetheless and turned back around and faced Menma's back. She frowned as she grabbed his hand again and squeezed it as if trying to tell him she's here.
Mikasa smiled softly as she walked away. 'They are going to get along just fine.' she thought as she out of the room and shut the door behind her.
Menma woke up in the middle of the night and felt an immense soreness in his back. He tried to get up but groaned in pain and flopped back down. Then he remembered what had happened the other day and reached behind him and felt the long scar on his back. The skin there felt strange. Soft, yet rough at the same time.
He felt something in his hand and flipped onto his back when he noticed it didn't hurt too bad. He thanked his father's sage healing abilities for that and looked to the side of his bed and instantly smiled at the image. Kushina was there on her knees at the side of his bed with her head lying on the bed itself and her hands holding his one.
He reached over with a bit of difficulty and awkwardly put her into bed next to him. She immediately curled into him as a source of heat and grabbed his hand in her sleep again as he brought his arm over her and she held onto his hand. He smiled before shutting his eyes to go back to sleep. He shuddered suddenly when he realized how mad his parents were going to be and tightened his hold on Kushina. He hoped she stayed with them 'cause this felt really nice.
This was the scene Mikasa came to in the morning, Menma holding Kushina while sleeping. However, Kushina was awake as she stared down at Menma's hand while playing with his fingers and a smile on her face. Mikasa smirked at the cute scene and she was sure she was going to tease Kushina endlessly about it. "Having fun?" asked Mikasa with her Sharingan activated so she could remember this scene.
Kushina blushed a deep cherry red, making her actually look like a tomato much to Mikasa's amusement. Kushina started to try and sputter an excuse as Mikasa finally couldn't hold it in anymore and let out a chuckle as she walked up to them. "I'm not mad Kushina-chan, you are married to him after all," she said as Kushina continued to blush and simply nodded shakily. Mikasa was glad she had gotten a daughter-in-law like Kushina there were worse types of girls out there and Kushina was so cute and easy to tease.
"Want to go take a shower?" asked Mikasa as Kushina seemed thoughtful for a moment before shrugging and starting to get out Menma's embrace. As soon as his arm was removed he placed it back around her and pushed her deeper into his chest making her blush return full-force as Menma buried his head in her red hair. Mikasa smiled softly down at the girl and poked her little button nose. "Maybe later," she spoke before walking off and shutting the door behind her.
Once she was gone Kushina turned around and buried her head into Menma's chest as she smiled in bliss. She closed her eyes and simply let herself slowly fall to sleep to the sound of his heart as she listened to its gentle thumping. She rubbed her cheek against his chest as she let the darkness claim her with one last thought.
'Maybe this won't be so bad.'
This is the start of Menma Chronicles. My future plans for this is to evolve it into, Menma and Kushina have a child and call it Minato then Minato finds someone and they have Naruto and that will be the cycle. This is going to be a very long project and I would be surprised if it gets done by 2020. I hope I finish this story because I like the potential it has and it is a unique twist to everything else.