Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with the Naruto franchise Masashi Kishimoto does.

"Normal Talking"

"Thoughts and Flashbacks"

"Summon talking/ Bijuu talking"

Wild Whirlpool Child

Chapter 1

I came into the world screaming.

For what seemed like forever I had floated in a dark comforting void. The only sounds I had heard in my sparse instances of consciousness was a constant lub-dub sound and strangely the far off mummer of two voices.

Being squeezed through a contracting and tight tube into a bright blinding light was disconcerting.

Noise assaulted my ears. Numerous voices spoken from all around me in a language that I could not understand.

I tried to open my eyes to see what was going on around me, but everything was just too blurry. Large hands grabbed at me and manhandled my squirming body into being wrapped up in a fluffy blanket.

I then felt myself being carried in this new small body I found myself in by large hands.

Tears continued to fall down my face in my frightened state.

"What is going on?" I questioned.

"Were am I and why am I not dead?" I thought as my mind scrambled to remember what led to me ending up in this situation.

My head hurt like something fierce. The last thing I remember was pain ripping through my chest. So much pain. Then a strange spreading coolness spreading throughout my body.

I was a twenty-six year old woman. Sergeant Hannah Evens of the US Marians. Not some screaming new born baby!

The fresh memories of my death of being shot and killed in the line of duty said otherwise.

Suddenly the jostling movement stopped and I was once again passed off to a new person. One who smelled strongly of sweat. This new person carefully took me in their arms and arranged me so that they were cradling me against their chest and because of this I could tell that it was a woman.

She began to softly mummer to me.

[1.] "Hasshu wa ima watashi no chīsana Kushina-chan wa naki suru hitsuyō wa arimasen! "She cooed softly.

[2.] "Watashi wa anata no hahaoya Kishiko gozen, soreha saishūtekini wa anata o mitasu tame ni totemo īdesu!"

Her voice was soft and comforting to me. I tried opening my eyes again because I wanted to see the face of the woman whose very voice brought peace to my troubled mind.

All I could make out was a blob of red! The bright color hurt my eyes, so I closed them again.

Though I had no idea what she was saying to me the soft words she spoke resonated with me and made me listen. The tone sounded meaningful. Something made me feel as if she was someone important to me.

At the end of the woman murmured words to me a new voice suddenly chimed in loudly.

[3.] "Soshite, watashi wa anata no chichi Katsuodesu! Dettekina!"A male voice yelled from practically right next to me.

I whimpered in fear from the sudden noise.

[4.] "Nē, katsuo-kun o bakkuappu! Anata wa sukoshi Kushina-chan gyo~tsu!" the woman yelled right back.

[5.] "Dakara, Kishiko-chan o imi shimasu! Watashi wa chōdo watashitachi no musume ni jibun jishin o shōkai shitakatta nodesu." The man's voice wined in answer to what the woman said.

[6.] "Watashi wa anata ga kōfun shite iru shitte imasu! Watashi modesu. Kanojo wa watashitachi no saisho no kodesu. Watashitachi no chīsana on'na no akachan!" the woman said in a more calm voice.

"Jeeze, these two are very weird. Maybe even a bit bipolar." I though listening to the two people seemingly argue back and forth.

Even though I did not know what the two were saying, trying to listen carefully to what they were saying proved to be fruitful.

I recognized words such as kaa-chan and tou-chan. They were the Japanese words for "mother" and "father". The honorifics of "-chan" and "-kun" were also very recognizable.

Was I reborn somewhere in Japan and then man and woman must be my new parents? Though the bright red haired blobs of my parents did make me wonder a bit.

Oh! My head was really starting to hurt! I moaned in my thoughts.

The excitement of the moment was starting too died down and I started to drift to sleep. Before this happened I found a soft, squishy, flesh object in my face. The round pinkish center being directed towards my mouth. Instinct told me to latch on and suck. So I did.

As I drifted off into unconsciousness with the tasted of a liquidly rice substance in my mouth I heard the couple whispering soft soothing words to me.

[7.] "Kushina-chan o shinpaishinaide kudasai. Anata no papa to watashi wa kore ni atarashī kamo shirenaiga, wareware wa anata ni hijō ni ōku o aishi, anatatowatashi-tachi no saizen o shiyou to shite imasu." My new mother quietly whispered.

[8.] "Soreha yakusokudesu! Dettekina!" My father announced in a loud whisper.


From then on time passed quickly in a somewhat routine. After my nerve wracking first day of being born I barely have any energy to do anything other than eat, sleep, and poop. Mostly I just slept.

Strangely enough while I slept in this new infant body I dreamed, but these dreams were mostly memories of my past life as Hannah Evens.

Hannah had been a young woman from a rich military family. From day one she had practically been raised with the conclusion that she would go into a career in the military when she was older.

When relatives visited all of the adults talked about was their careers in the military and the younger generation talked about how close they were to the goal of join their chosen branch.

Unsurprisingly Hannah also wanted to follow family tradition as she grew older. The Evens family had a lot of money because of how high up they were in the military and could afford to send Hannah to some of the most expensive schools to get the best education.

She was a smart girl and thrived with all the information constantly being thrown her way. Hannah was the type of person most people were jealousy of, the person who did amazing in school and even seemed to love it.

Hannah was a serious child and came off as standoffish to those who did not know her and because of this did not have too many friends outside of her family member. It was also hard for her to connect to people outside of her family.

After graduating from military college Hannah immediately went into the Marines. With her perfectionist personality she quickly rose through the ranks.

Though she was well known and respected among her comrades, she did not have many close friends.

At the age of twenty-six Hannah Evens died in action in on the front lines covering her teams retreat.


The influx of memories that I revived while dreaming left me with an almost constant headache.

Along with needing to be feed and changed I raised hell for my new parents to get their attention to keep me well maintained.

I also had a somewhat hard time identifying the couple taking care of me as my parents. I remembered being a healthy and independent twenty-six year old woman. I also remembered having a fine, but somewhat strict set of parents before these two discombobulated ones.

Though I will admit my new parents really were trying to do their best. Every time I cried one of them came running to see what was wrong.

More often than not, whenever I had a solid dipper it was my new mother that changed me. My father just made noises of discussed and passed me off.

Though I could still not see very well just get I could tell which person was around me because of the strange aura they omitted. My mother felt like that of a fast moving current. Beautiful to look at but deadly to swim in. This was reflected in her ever changing personality.

My father felt like that of electricity. Jumpy and ever moving. Sometimes I also sensed this strange energy in myself. Constantly moving and twisting like a whirlpool.

As time went on my vision became better and I was finally able to see the world around me. Though right now this most was my nursery, the only place my new parents seemed to feel comfortable in taking me.

The walls were a light tan grey color with a beautiful mural of a Cherry blossom tree stretching across the four walls. The far right wall had a wooden and paper made sliding door. The far left wall contained a rather big window that was mostly covered by light tan curtains. Most of the furniture in the room was a dark black color. This included a rocking chair, changing table, book shelf and the crib. The cushions and blankets in my crib were a light pink color and above my crib was a mobile with twirling sea animals. There was a crab, whale, turtle, octopus and a deep blue colored seahorse.

I also finally took the time to examine what my new parents looked like.

My mother was a beautiful woman of slight build. She had a rounded heart shaped face framed by bright wavy wine red hair that went all the way down to her butt. She had fair flawless skin, pale pink pouty lips, a small button nose and dazzling deep green eyes. I was jealous of her shapely hourglass figure and rather large bust. The only creepy part of her bosom was when I had to constantly get up close and personal with it to be breast feed.

My father was a handsome man with a tall lanky build. For his somewhat childish personality he certainly looked all man. He had muscles in all the right places, but they did not stand out too much or give him a body builder's appearance. He too had a fair skin polar and tousled crimson red hair. With a square jaw, roundish face, and deep blue eyes he looked like a male model.

"I must have some good genes!" I pondered. Thinking on the attractiveness of my new parents.

Around the time my vision started to improve, I was also able to stay awake for longer periods of time. To keep entertained I put my mind to work to on starting learn the language spoken around me. Though this was mostly execrated baby talk.

I soon learned that my name was now Kushina. This was not hard to find out with how much my parents cooed my name at me every chance they got.

My mother's name was Kishiko and my father's name was Katsuo. The families' last name was Uzumaki. All these names sounded Japanese in origin but from their appearance it was hard to tell. They did not have the black hair and dark eyes I associated with those of Asian descent.

I so badly wanted to instantly understand the language to listen in on conversations about life to get a clue on where I was born. Mobility would also be rather useful.

My parents did not leave the house with me. The only places I saw were the nursery, kitchen, living room and my father's study.

The nursery was on the second floor and when carried around I could see hallways with doors that led to other rooms. I wanted to explore. Have a change of scenery. Maybe even go outside, get a lay of the land.

To starve off the boredom I settled to slightingly listening to Kishiko when she absently talked to me while cooking in the kitchen. I lay on a fluffy blue blanket decorated with red swirls absently kicking my arms and legs every once and a while.

When Katuso watched me it was usually in his study. I would either be laid out on a blanket on the floor close by or held in his lap while he did work at his desk muttering to himself. This one one of my favorite places because of all the colorful books and scrolls it contained on its shelves.

Slowly but surely from listening to my Kishiko and Katuso's conversations I began to get a grasp of the language.


I began to practice sitting up in what felt like no time at all. This involved rolling around a lot and grabbing on to things to pull myself into position. I finally accomplished this one day while spending time in the living room with Kishiko relaxing reading a book.

I rolled over to a low side table and slowly pulled myself into a sitting position. In happiness over my accomplishment I began to make excited gurgling noises.

Kishiko from her seat on the couch not far away reading turned to look at me. When seeing me and what I had accomplished, a smile stretched across her face and she squealed happily!

Running over to me she picked me up and brought me into a tight hug. Squishing my face close to hers and nuzzling our faces together she began to talk rapidly in an excited voice.

"Oh my little Kushina-chan is growing up so fast! All ready six months old and you are sitting up on your own!"

"Your daddy is coming back from his mission today. Oh! He will be so excited to hear how big you are getting!"

I only managed to understand every fourth or so word, but I got the gist of what she said. At least Katuso would be home soon.

I had begun to suspect he was involved in the government or law enforcement. Katuso was gone for days at a time and when he returned he smelled of blood and his closes were roughed up.

Anyway, I now had to settle for Kishiko watching me like a hawk for the rest of the day. Maybe she wanted to make sure I did not do anything else without her being there to witness it.

That night at dinner when Katuso came home I was treated to another round of squeals and squishing hugs before I was put to bed.

The next day when Kishiko came in to get me ready for the day I noticed she was paying extra attention on how she dressed me up.

After I was given a bath, dried, my hair brushed and dressed in a deep blue sundress I was sat down in front of a mirror by a gushing Kishiko.

With round chubby cheeks, pale plumb lips, a button nose, long wavy wine red hair and violet eyes. The baby in the mirror was absolutely adorable.

Though I like how the baby in the mirror looked, I was having a freak out moment. Where was the dishwater blonde hair and the sky blue eyes?

Logically I knew that I must look different then how I did before. It was just another thing to actually see it. In shocked wonder I reached out to touch the baby in the mirror and she copied me.

"Don't you look so pretty Kushina-chan!" Kishiko gushed.

"We are all getting dressed up because today kaa-chan and tou-chan are taking you to go see the clan head. Tou-chan's tou-san!"

"You're his first granddaughter and he has been pestering your tou-chan to meet you!"

From what I could gather I was being dressed up to go out and meet other supposed family members.

I was then picked up by Kishiko taken into my parent's room and sat down on the bed while Kishiko joined Katuso in getting ready.

As I sat there observing the two get ready and I also had a look around their room. It was decorated in various shades of blue and purple. The walls a dark blue. The bed was in the middle of the back wall and its spread was a sapphire color and the pillows different shades of purple. Two windows covered by light blue curtains were on either side of the bed. A vanity rested against the far left side of the room. On the right side of the room was a walk in closet with the doors thrown wide open because of Kishiko currently rooting through it. Various pictures of different redheads covered the walls and surfaces of the room.

Finished with my observation of the room I then let myself be drawn into my thoughts about my feeling on meeting some of my new extended family.

I was split in two about my feelings. On one hand it sounded nice to finally get out and interact with new people. On the other hand this was another step on accepting that Hannah Evens was dead and could not see her family anymore.

It was Kushina Uzumaki's time to shine. This was her life. Her family. But what was I supposed to do with all of my memories of Hannah Evens. Her personality made up a lot of who I was right now.

The only thing I could try to do was look at the situation with an open mind. To be open as possible to the connections and bonds that could be formed by this new family that seemed ready to love me.

I had many good memories as Hannah Evens but even her life had its short comings. Her family was very strict and with their busy schedules did not spend a lot of time together.

Kishiko seemed to be a loving stay at home mother and Katuso might be gone for days at a time but when he returned he made time to spend with his family.

I was going to try and reinvent myself. Let Kushina's personality have a chance to develop without Hannah's neurotic and perfectionists tendencies getting in the way of a little girl enjoying her child hood.

My thoughts were interrupted by a poke to my forehead. It was my father.

"What has you thinking so hard Kushina-chan" he asked.

"If you keep frowning like that you will develop frown lines way too early Dettekina."

Katuso then picked me up in his arms and started walking down stairs to the front door.

"Ready to see Uzushiogakure Kushina-chan?" My mother said in a cheery tone.

Then she opened the door and I got my first glance of the outside world.


Translations:

[1.] "Hush now my little Kushina-chan there is no need to cry!"

[2.] "I am your mother Kishiko and it is so nice to finally meet you!"

[3.] "And I am your father Katsuo! Dettekina"

[4.] "Hey, back up Katsup-kun! Your scaring little Kushina-chan!"

[5.] "So mean, Kishiko-chan! I just wanted to introduce myself to our daughter."

[6.] "I know you're excited! I am too. She is our first child. Our little baby girl!"

[7.] "Don't worry Kushina-chan. Your papa and I might be new at this, but we love you very much and are going to try to do our best with you."

[8.] "That is a promise! Dettekina!"

(I hope I did ok with these translations. I do not speak a lick of Japanese and used google translate, but as you know even they are not that reliable. Anyway, once Kushina learns the language I do not plan to use any more Japanese other than that used for greetings and honorifics.)

I don't know what possessed me to write this, but the idea just can to me and I could not stop writing. Anyway, I am a new writer just putting out one of my first stories. Hope you like what I have so far. This story is in the really early developmental stages and it might take a while before I get a new chapter up, but I just really wanted to try my hand at writing a Kushina SI story!

Reviews about what you think of my story so far or offering constructive criticism on areas to improve are appreciated!