The moment that the Yellow Flash was no longer in the room with her, Naru or rather- Mizuki, let out a breath that she hadn't even realized that she had been holding and then scrubbed her face with her hands.

The sudden reappearance of her home, her village- the place that she had been born in and died within- was...well shocking would be putting things mildly. The sudden shift in her reality was staggering. Painfully so.

And the weight that now rested on her shoulders- whereas once before she had welcomed it, reveled in it even- had suddenly become crippling to her. She didn't want this burden only to fail at carrying it as she should have again. Unlike before, when she had died, she knew that there would be no third time around should she fail.

There would simply be more blood, more pain, more death.

And the thought of those things and the part that she had played in them before, made her want to cry. Before the fourth war had started, she had been captured by Madara for a very, very short amount of time. However before she had somehow managed to escape him- something that she now realized had been far too easy- it had however been long enough for the Uchiha bastard to place her within a genjutsu that had more or less overwritten everything that had essentially made her her.

Her mind, her soul, her heart- all of them had fractured into pieces making it easy for him to manipulate her mind and body to his will.

After all what army expects their general to turn on them and begin cutting them down in droves?

Suddenly feeling sick to her stomach as various faces flashed through her mind, Naru did the only thing that she could think of right then- she leaned over the side of the bed and vomited.

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After Minato was finally able to flag down a nurse and demand some blood be drawn from the girl to be tested against Kushina's DNA, he then settled down to pace a little bit as he thought.

Could the girl be Kushina's child? Was it even possible? True enough his late girlfriend had gone on several seduction missions and had had to sleep with several people- why even in the last year in a half or her life- she had taken such missions.

So he supposed that it was entirely possible that the girl that he had found was indeed Kushina's daughter. But if that were true...why had she never told him about her?

Was it because she had been so young when she had birthed the child? Or perhaps she was ashamed of the fact that she had born another's offspring before his own? He supposed that her young age might have had something to contribute to things as well.

After all she had died when she was fifteen.

And given the child's current age, he would say that if the test came up positive then Kushina had likely had the child several months before her death.

Scrubbing his face with his hands, he paused for a moment when a nurse came running by him to enter the girl's room, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly as he tried to think of what to do if the test came up positive. If it did, he couldn't just turn the girl away since she was likely the last of the Uzumaki bloodline, and as such had special chakra.

No- she would have to be given a place to stay, clothing, food, money to get what she needed, access to the academy. But more than that- he would have to hide her from the bastards within the shinobi council to assure that they didn't make any attempt to grab her and use her for their own purposes.

And to really make sure that she stayed happy, healthy and whole- someone of greater influence would have to take her in and possibly adopt her.

Someone that the shinobi council and Danzo wouldn't be able to easily get around or bend to their will. It would be the only way to protect her.

And he did want to protect her... He didn't exactly understand the reasons why right now, but the mere thought of any child of his late girlfriend falling into the wrong hands both sickened him and had his blood boiling in his veins.

Oh- if the blood test came back indicating that the kid was Kushina's, he would fuck up anyone who so much as dared to lay a finger on her in a bad way!

The door to the room opened again and Minato paused his pacing so that he didn't accidentally run into the nurse whom was half in and half out of the room speaking to Mizuki. "Alright sweety, don't worry. I'll go get something to settle your stomach and help you rest and find some stuff to clean that mess up."

Minato cocked his head as he heard a somewhat almost inaudible word or two from Mizuki, and saw the nurse smile kindly at the child as she said, "Don't apologize for something that can't be helped, sweety. Just hang out right there and I'll be back in a second with those meds."

Minato heard a faintly muttered, "Thanks..." Come from inside of the room as the woman finally stepped completely out the door to the room and gently shut it behind her.

"Is everything alright?" He found himself asking before he could really stop himself as the nurse looked at him and then nodded her head.

"Yeah, the poor think just had a little accident is all."

"An accident?" Minato said stupidly. Almost as if he were unable to comprehend a child Mizuki's age having any sort of accident unless it was one that involved foul play. But then perhaps he merely thought that way because he had forgotten that when he had been the child's age- he'd still technically been a bed wetter because he'd suffered from chronic nightmares.

"Yes. Sweety got a little sick and threw up a few times."

"Oh." Minato said as the nurse brushed by him and disappeared around the corner. Hopefully to get those meds for Mizuki that she had promised. From the sound of things, the girl apparently needed them badly.

Not long after the nurse left, another woman carrying an all too familiar little purple colored plastic basket with needles, alcohol swabs, clear glass tubes, a long rubber ribbon thingy, and orange labels and band-aids walked past him and entered the room.

She must have been in there all of five minutes before finally walking back out again and then looking at him. "You want a rush on these?" She asked holding up the four large tubes of brownish-red blood.

Minato gave the woman a peculiar look and then nodded his head as she placed Mizuki's blood within the basket and then started walking after telling him that the blood work should be done within an hour or so.