Naruto dragged his feet across the grassy terrain, his hands straining from the sheer weight of Kushina's body. She really didn't know what sort of effect she had on Naruto as for the umpteenth she tantalizingly brushed her breasts against his chest causing his junior to rise. Down boy!

"Naruto-san?"

Naruto blinked at being addressed so respectfully and that too by his own mother, jostled from his reverie by Kushina's intonation of his name.

"Just Naruto, Kushina-chan" He replied.

Kushina's face tinted red as she twiddled and pressed her fingers together eerily similar to a certain Hyūga. "Naruto-Kun (She blushed even redder when she bestowed this honorific on Naruto) If it's not rude, may I ask how old you are?"

Naruto closed his eyes in thought as he reminisced about the past. And the travesties of the fourth shinobi war.

Flashback:

Obito Uchiha stood on his black podium of malleable spheres that were composed of all five nature transformations (fire, water, lightening, wind, earth and the elusive yin and yang) Obito looked completely different as he had finished assimilating the Juubi and synching it with his chakra. Obito's hair was now completely white a stark contrast to his previous pitch black. His skin also took on a change as it was white along his back were ten protrusions that had quite recently emerged- five near his shoulders and five near his hips. He had an assortment of ten magatama markings on his back; one large with a Rinnegan-like pattern within it, and nine smaller ones arranged in threes below it. Where once Obito had a blemished and scarred face had now taken on the characteristics of something scaly as he had patterns littered on the right side of his face.

He spoke with a profound sense of sadness and contempt as he spoke directly to Naruto. "Do you know what day it is tomorrow? Allow me to enlighten you. It's the day Konoha's revered Kiiroi Senkō (yellow flash) failed in protecting your mother Kushina. For a man notorious for his speed he's always late when it matters the most… He wasn't there when Rin died and he was too slow when Kushina died. Face it Naruto your father the Yondaime Hokage is a joke…

End flashback:

Naruto was pulled out of his musings when he felt the hot breath of Kushina caresses over his skin as she leaned in and whispered. "So Naruto-kun, how old are you?"

Naruto shuddered softly at her brazen action. "Sorry about that, my birthday has negative connotations attached to it. I'm seventeen going to be eighteen in October" He said being truthful as he divulged his true age. "Let me guess Kushina-chan, you're eleven?" he joked his lips quirking as he smirked bashfully.

"Fifteen" Shot back Kushina angrily. "Birthday was last week!"

`Birthday huh? I sense the civilians treat you differently to how they treated me don't they mother? I was treated with scorn and seen as a bug beneath their sandals whilst you are treated as an outsider because of your departure from Uzushiogakure. Don't worry Kushina I'm here now. You won't ever be alone again and unlike Minato I'll be by your side in an instant` thought Naruto.

"Happy belated Birthday Kushina" Said Naruto as he shamelessly manipulated Yin and Yang chakra and spoke softly to captivate the red headed girl's attention in his arms. The chakra coalesced seamlessly as the Banbutsu Sōzō (Creation of all things) worked its magic. What formed was nothing short of unfathomable. A Momo (Peach) flower in its singularity appeared in Naruto's hand as he placed it in Kushina's left ear.

Kushina stared at Naruto her mouth parted in an `O` as her cheeks formed a blush of epic proportions. Sadly they couldn't continue this tender moment as a cry of "Kushina-chan" permutated the air.

Minato Namikaze wasn't happy. He had been delayed by his endless horde of fan girls. Preventing him from conducting the mission given directly from the Sandaime Hokage Hiruzan Sarutobi. He had been drilled constantly into saving Kushina, winning her love and all those rare Uzumaki fuinjutsu scrolls would be his for the greater good of Konoha. Such were the machinations of the Sandaime. His age might have started catching up to him but his mind was still razor sharp. He wasn't dubbed the "professor" for nothing…

Minato's lack of happiness deteriorated instantly as he saw Kushina's form. He was what most girls would find beautiful he had bright cerulean blue eyes that twinkled when he showed raw emotion, spiky blonde hair that jutted out in all directions and jaw length bangs framing either side of his face. He was garbed in a simple white suit of clothing with green trimmings and a hood. His eyes however darkened considerably and skimmed through emotions in a flash. When he saw Kushina in an intimate embrace with an imposing figure.

"Kushina-Chan?"

Kushina tilted her head away from Naruto to stare at Minato. His eyes alert and in a stance for battle. Kushina's heart lurched against her breast cage at the realization. `That makes two shinobi who came to my aid…` she watched the numerous raw emotions skim through his face in an instant; Elation, sadness and an undertone of anger.

Minato opened his mouth to speak before closing it with an audible snap as his face fell due to the close proximity of Kushina being snuggly fit around Naruto's torso. Minato spoke his voice coming off as cold as Tetsu no Kuni. "It seems as if I'm interrupting something cosy, I can leave Kushina."

"I don't think we've met." Said Naruto. His Rinnegan hidden and obscured by his bangs. He offered a hand at Minato. It was lucky he had met his idol during the fourth shinobi war otherwise he'd have fan boyed like a certain Haruno thankfully the war had cleansed him of all abnormalities such as his naivety and his tic.

Minato took the offered appendage and squeezed tightly attempting to assert his dominance. "Minato."

"You look familiar!" Said Minato as he stared at Naruto. Blonde hair? Check. He couldn't see the eyes because his eyes were obscured by bangs but Minato assumed they would be blue.

Naruto shook his head to disprove Minato. "I'm obliged to believe I've never met you."

Minato stepped forward attempting to remove the blonde curtain that prevented Naruto's eyes from being seen only to recoil when his wrist was grabbed harshly and throne back with deadly precision befitting a veteran. "I don't swing that way…"

As Naruto finished uttering that sentence what sound that was drawn from Kushina's lips would forever be engraved in his inner eardrum. It was melodious and light as it tinkered with his senses. Kushina rolled on the floor with laughter as her red hair swished and withered around her.

"Good one Naruto-kun"