Summary: 'Same song...different madman...or mad family to be exact.' Kushina muttered. What's a former Jinchuuriki suppose to do in a world where her kind doesn't exist?
Prologue: Goodbyes and Hellos
"Goodbye, Kushina. Naruto. I love you." Minato bid his final farewell to his family as he formed the final hand seals for the sealing ritual. Kushina couldn't stop the tears from falling down her face as she memorizes her son's peaceful sleeping expression. This is going to be the last time she'll be able to see her son, after all.
"I love you, Naruto. I love you, Minato. Goodbye," Kushina whispered before hearing her husband's final words that will seal the fate of the Namikaze family.
"Hakke no Fuuin."
Her vision blurred.
'I love you.'
And Kushina's world went dark.
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(Kushina's POV)
I still remember the pain from that night, both the emotion and physical pain. My regrets and the chest wound courtesy of Kyuubi...I still remember them as clear as if it happened just yesterday.
I remember closing my eyes for the last with my family by my side, then waking up by the side of the road and was found by Mother and Ba-Ba. All I remember were bits and pieces of that night. Somehow I became a brat again (Fifteen years old to be exact!) and suffering from a severe case of chakra exhaustion. I couldn't do much but gather information of where I was and how the hell did I landed myself in this mess.
(Minato, if you had something to do with this, I swear to Kami I'm kicking your ass when I see you again, dattebane!)
Fortunately for my husband, he got off the hook pretty easy.
As crazy as this may sound, a shiny green light came to me in a dream and told me outright I'm alive in a world where shinobi does not exist. I was no longer in the Konoha and I could forget the Shinobi Continent altogether.
For the second time, I lost my family and home.
Needless to say, I went into denial real quick. If it wasn't for Mother (bless that woman and her infinite patience), I would still be mourning in bed and depressed for god knows how long.
"Kushina!" Ah, Ba-Ba's calling me. They're kind people. Mother reminds me of Mito-san, personality-wise. I am indeed grateful for them but a part of me wishes I stayed dead.
"Coming!" I cried. My hair, now a lighter shade of red and streaked with white, whipped wildly at my fast movements.
I got to go now. Minato, Naruto…I'll definitely find my way back to you. Until then, I'll find the how and why I'm really here. I swear I'll find a way.
Keeping promises is my shinobi way, after all.
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Author's Rants: Yes, I deleted the first Swan Song and reuploaded this one.
