Idea: Minato is the young son of Kyuubi, when he is almost too young to remember, Kyuubi leaves him in the Village of Konoha where he grows powerful quickly. Minato doesn't remember that he is even a demon, much less who his father is. Years later when Madara attacks the village, Father and Son are pitted against each other in a desperate battle. Once the son manages to wrest control of his Father from Madara, The Kyuubi stops attacking.
Summary: Minato has always suspected that he wasn't an orphan, no matter what everyone else says, he just knows that his parents are out there. He has vague memories but nothing that would lead anyone anywhere. He's in for a big surprise.
Warnings: Het, OOCness, OCs
Disclaimer: Why does everyone assume I own them? I don't!
A HUGE thanks to the Unwanted Angel for agreeing to be my Beta!
Title: Kyuubi's Son
(The Birth)
"Kyuubi-sama?" Kyuubi looked up, anxious red eyes; he gave her his full attention.
"Yes, Kybi-chan? How are you doing?"
"I'm fine; we have a son now." Kyuubi smiled; there was no amount of happiness that could be measured. He was happy, so unconditionally happy. He... was a dad. "Although it was advised that we don't try to have another kit…"
One punch to the heart. "How is my heir then?"
"He is doing well Kyuubi-sama, but he's so tiny. They barely managed to get him stable… the medics aren't sure he'll survive to morning…" Kybi frowned, trying to not cry.
"I hope we don't lose him Kybi-chan, if he is to be our only child then…" A very large amount of protectiveness came rushing through his blood, not to mention fear of losing his kit.
"If we lose him like we have lost so many unborn kits then… Kyuubi-sama, I'm afraid that you'll have to find another to produce your heir…"
"I don't want another Mate Kybi-chan! You know that…" anger, and frustration now venting from him.
"I know, but it would be forced on you, you are our King after all…"
In another room, sleeping peacefully, if a bit shallowly, a tiny golden fox kit rested, wrapped lovingly in warm blankets in a carrying basket, lay one who would be one day known as Namikaze Minato. He yawned and continued to snooze in his happy dreams. Kyuubi entered the room, leaving his mate, Kybi to rest. Slowly he walked to the golden kit. How beautiful he was in Kyuubi's mind. So, so beautiful, taking a finger he stroked his cheek, amazed about how small he was. He WAS small, but that didn't matter, he was beautiful…
"No one's taking you from me." He growled. "Oh... my kit." He whimpered.
"I love you so...You and Kybi are my love and soul purpose for living..." He whispered to the sleeping newborn. Kyuubi panted, taking the small kit, fearing he would break if he held him wrong, like a fine china doll made of crystal and glass, he held him so tenderly.
Like the father he was, he promised how he'd never let his child go. Never. But that was parental instincts.
(End)
Excuse me while I hunt down my muses, they've all gone into hiding… *grabs pouches and stalks off*
Please tell me if you like this, this idea came out of nowhere while I was struggling with Kyuubi's Mate
Neph