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A/N: I know I should be updating my other stories but this was in my mind so please forgive me.
Kushina Uzumaki knew without a doubt it would be a matter of time before she slept forever, closed her eyes for the last time—whatever you called it, the point was that she was going to die and leave her only daughter, her only child, her own flesh and blood alone in the world.
Whoever said that life wasn't fair was right. Not once in her life did she ever think this would happen to her, to her child. Having the world end would be so much better than this hell, even a war would be better than this fate Minato and her had given their daughter. For as long as she held the Kyuubi, she had this one belief that none of her kids would have the curse of being a jinchuuriki. She always believed her kids would never have to suffer from the loneliness that most jinchuuriki suffer from. She did not want them to feel as if they were just a weapon to be used for war like most jinchuuriki felt. She did not want them to be lonely.
It seemed like all of her hopes were just a waste now because this beautiful, sweet, small baby she spent hours and hours delivering, months talking about with Minato and spent most of her life dreaming of having would have to experience this pain. No matter how she thought about it, there was just no chance of the villagers looking past the Kyuubi, past the demon inside of her daughter and see her just as a girl, no a little kid, for who she was. If only there was a way to prevent…
She blinked her eyes as a memory rushed into her mind, effectively snapping her from her worries. Looking down at her bleeding stomach, then to the seal on her daughter's stomach navel, Kushina made her decision on what to do about the situation. There was still one way for her to give her daughter the chance to experience a life filled with friends and love, to have a life where she wouldn't ever to have doubts on who she was, on questioning whether or not she was human. She was going to make sure this small girl in her arms would experience the childhood Minato and her never experienced.
Taking in a large deep breath, Kushina stared and smiled sadly at her husband's motionless body. If he knew of her plans for their daughter, he was going to argue and ask her if she lost her mind in doing this forbidden seal, a seal they almost knew nothing about. It was a seal that hadn't been done since the formation of the Uzumaki clan. A seal her ancestor made forbidden because of what it could potentially do the user, what she could potentially lose but she was willing to take the risk. She was willing to take this risk because this seal was her only and last hope of making sure their little girl would never experience this nightmare.
It would be a nightmare her daughter could never wake up from, an experience that could drive this small girl in her arms insane just like the many jinchuurikis before her.
Unlike her smart but naïve husband, she knew what would happen if she allowed the villagers to raise their sweet, innocent, beautiful little girl. She did not know from experience, thank god she was able to experience a normal life but she did know stories of the jinchuurikis before her. She knew if the stories were true then happiness was not something the villagers would allow her daughter to experience, not when they could not look pass the whisker marks decorating her daughter's cheeks. They would not see a human, they would just see this girl as a monster. The villagers, even the kindest one, would give her daughter a cold look and ignore her just because of the Kyuubi. They would not see her as a child. No way was she going to have a small girl have that life.
"You won't remember this but I want you to know Naru-chan that your father and me never wanted you to have the burden of becoming Jinchuuriki," she cleared her suddenly dried throat and continued with the hopes that she wasn't crying, "We had so much hope, I had so much hope for your father. I dreamt of you having friends, of your father threatening all your boyfriends. I dreamt of you becoming genin and giving you advice on how to be an awesome kunoichi like me. Now that isn't going to happen. I thought since I was a jinchuuriki that you would never experience this burden that you would have the life that a normal kid had. If this seal doesn't work then I'm sorry Naru-chan but I wanted you to have a life filled with smiles and laughter, not one filled with this burden," she whispered to her wide-eyed daughter. With tears streaming down her eyes, she placed her own headband on her daughter's chest before touching her wounded stomach. With her fingers dripped in blood, Kushina began to write down her daughter's name in her headband. For a brief few seconds, Kushina stroked her daughter's cheeks, marvelling how the young girl looked too much like her father and how this might be the last time she would ever touch her daughter's soft cheeks. Once this was done, she started the sealing process.
Gritting her teeth, she touched her wounded stomach and began to draw the seal from her blood. This was the one seal her mother taught her before she left Konoha, before she died from the mission that her uncle sent him on. It was a seal that had been in the clan since the beginning of its formation, only to be used once someone lost hope. Her mother said once the seal was used, the person could never go back home and the user would never be able to touch that person if they did ever see them again.
Considering the fact she was dying and the future her daughter would have if she stayed in this village, it would be better if she lived in a world where she didn't feel hate.
So with her final breath, Kushina slammed her hands onto the cold ground and yelled out the seal jutsu. She watched with tears streaming down her cheeks as her daughter, her crying daughter faded into the air, leaving no evidence to the world she had given birth to her daughter or the sacrifice she had just made.
Ten minutes later when they recovered her body, everyone who saw her body would say she died with a large smile on her face as if to reassure them she had died without any regrets and that she was happy with the way she died. No one would ever figure out the sacrifice she had made or the seal she used. No one would know, but a select few, would know on the day the Kyuubi attacked was also the day Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze was supposed to be born.
To everyone in the world, Kushina and the Hokage had died without ever having a child and believed that the Kyuubi had been killed by the Hokage.
It was a cool autumn's morning when Makino heard sound of a baby wailing outside her mother's bar, where she was clearing out the fallen leaves. Pausing in her sweeping, she scanned the area to find the source of the noise and her eyes widened when she caught sight of a small baby on the ground, where the leaves were now slowly starting to pile up on top of the baby.
Without event thinking, Makino dropped her broom and rushed towards the baby, hoping to save it from suffocating from death. How could she not notice there was a baby in the area? How could a parent be so reckless to leave their child outside in the cold? And where were the baby's parents? Her mother always told her, a baby couldn't look after itself, told her a baby was a fragile being that could be killed by the smallest of things.
She stopped running, picked up the baby and brushed the leaves out of the baby's face and body before taking a better look on the small baby. How old was this baby? She had to asked herself as she tried to hold the baby like her mother's friends hold their baby. She didn't know much about babies, being an only child but was it normal for a baby to have some kind of liquid on them? She shook her head, stared down at the baby before cradling the baby close to her chest like she had seen her mother's friends do with their kids.
Staring at the baby, Makino decided the baby in her arms had to be one of the cutest babies she had ever seen, cuter than any of her mum's friends babies at least. Despite being a baby, the child's head already had tuff of blond-hair, golden like the sun that was currently blazing on them. She giggled when she noticed the baby had beautiful blue eyes, reminding her of the sapphires gems that her mother wished to buy. She felt her heart clenched when the baby started to scrunch her eyes and cried her heart out.
"Why are you by yourself? You're such a cute little baby," she said, smiling down at the crying baby, who suddenly stopped crying. "I should take you to my parents, they might have an idea on what to do. They might know how to get you back to your parents."
As soon as she mentioned the word 'parents', the baby began to wail again. She gulped and looked down at the baby, frightened at how quickly the baby started to cry again. What does someone do in a situation like this? Her mother's friends hummed a tune whenever their babies cried so maybe she needed to hum a tune to calm her down. As she started to hum a little tune, the baby slowly stopped crying and stared wide-eyed at her again.
She beamed at the baby, looked around the area to see if there was any clues on how a small baby got here. She blinked her eyes when she caught sight of a strange headband lying down on the ground, on the same spot where she picked up the baby. Cradling the baby against her chest, she looked down at the headband.
Her throat became dry when she noticed blood was soaked in the headband. She looked at the baby, who looked wide-eyed at her, then to the headband before feeling dread and pity creeping up in her heart. It didn't take a genius to figure out the child in her arms did not have any parents, was an orphan at such a very young age. She stared down with pity at the wide-eyed baby before looking back at the headband. She frowned when she noticed something was written on the headband, just above the insignia on the headband.
Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze
This was all she could make out from the way the blood was spilled. She glanced at the baby, pulled the blanket up and came to the conclusion the child was a girl. Why would someone give a girl a boy's name? She had to ask herself, glancing at the cute little baby girl in her arms. At least her parents given her name, a weird name but it was still a name.
It was sad how such a young girl could lose her parents but at least she would not experience the pain of losing them. She was just a baby to lose her parents but she wouldn't remember the pain of losing them, not like how she remembered losing her father to a terrible disease. Still she had to wonder how the girl's parents died. Did pirates murder them? And if they were then why hadn't anyone notice a pirate ship? Maybe she should ask her mother about whether or not if there were any pirates around the area. How on earth was her mother and her going to explain to this small girl about how she lost her parents?
She smiled, well she was going to worry about that bit later…first she had to convince her mother in letting them keep the girl with them.
"Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze, your parents must have loved ramen and the weather because your name is filled with weather and food," the baby clapped her hands together, making Makino giggle. "I've a feeling that maelstrom seems to suit you. Something also tells me you're going to be a real troublemaker for Kaa-chan and me. You're not going to cause any trouble are you?"
The baby smiled toothlessly at her, making Makino giggle at the child's actions. She tickled the baby's stomach, watching as the baby's face lit up with joy before walking towards the bar, where her mother would be busy preparing to open the bar for the day. She smiled even wider when the baby yawned and slowly closed her eyes.
"Y'know I don't think it'll be all that hard to convince Kaa-chan to let you be a part of our family," she declared to the sleeping baby, "You're just so cute to not let in our family. I've a feeling that you'll fit in our family, Naru-chan."
With those words, Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze was soon taken in by Makino and her mother as their ward.
In the years to come, Naruto would lose her mother's figure and would find a little brother figure in a little boy two years her junior who lived across the street to her house. She would have so many fun adventures with her brother-figure and would make her mother's dying wish come true. She would soon make a name for herself and would find the love her parents wanted her to have.
For now though, Naruto Uzumaki was just content to sleep on her sister's figure chest and wouldn't wake up to the sounds of mother and daughter arguing about what to do with her.
A/N: Thank you for reading, please ask me any questions and tell me what you think so far.