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so here's chapter 10 i loved it end of story it was adorable and i cried

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disclaimer; I dont own naruto

"Kushina?" Minato called, "I'm home!"

Kushina sprinted around the corner, holding a ladle in her right hand. She was swinging it around excitedly when she saw him walk through the door.

"Oh you're just in time!" She sang, "I finished making stew!"

He sighed happily, and let the bag he was carrying drop, he had come in from a mission. Apparently things weren't looking too good with Earth Country right now, and Minato had gone in to help. Since he went straight to the Hokage's office to give his report when he returned, he hadn't been home yet. If there was anything he felt like doing, it was just sitting down and relaxing.

He walked into the kitchen to see Kushina buzzing about. She was holding a pot on her hip and the ladle in her hand, trying to pour the stew into two bowls. He watched her happily; one because her cooking was great, and two, because he really missed her.

When she put the pot down, he walked up and hugged her from behind, kissing the nape of her neck. "Minato!" She laughed, and tried to push him away "Stop, I need to finish this!"

Minato, not having it, held onto her tighter like a child refusing to let go. She sighed, and continued on with what she was doing. She was trying to walk forward, but Minato prevented her from moving. He released her eventually, and when her arm was just about to get away from him, he grabbed her wrist, and slung her towards him. He caught her as she almost tripped, and laughed at her bewildered expression.

"Hi," he murmured, causing her to blush at their close proximity, "I missed you."

He kissed her and she yelped as he tickled her side in the middle of it, "Minato!" She said sternly, but with a smile on her face, "I don't have time for your games right now, you need to eat!"

Suddenly feeling very much energized, Minato yanked her back towards him again, and spoke in hushed tones, and "I don't want to eat that."

Her blush deepened tenfold, and she looked away from him. He laughed at her flustered expression and walked away to sit at the table. "Okay," He called, "I'm hungry, lets see whatcha got this time."

Breaking out from her flustered moment, she brought the steaming bowl to his place, and sat down beside him with her own. She watched carefully as he took the first bite, and he immediately broke out in a huge smile.

"Wow!" He said, "This is really good Kushina, keep making it!"

She patted his hand and continued eating her own portion. They always had dinner together; it was one of their things they made sure to always do. Through rain, snow, sleet, whatever, Minato made sure to always make it home, and Kushina made sure to do likewise.

In terms of being good in the kitchen, Kushina won that battle. Minato burned water, but he tried, and at least he could make some pretty mean instant ramen.

With their meal concluded, and their bellies full, Minato sat back in his chair, thoroughly exhausted.

"What time is it?" He asked, and Kushina turned to take a glance at the clock.

"Eight-thirteen." She said, and smiled softly at Minato, who yawned.

"It feels like its one in the morning," He rubbed the back of his neck, "I've never been so tired in my life."

Kushina got up, and cleared the table. "Go to bed, I'll be there in a minute. I can clean up here."

Smiling gratefully at her, Minato got up and kissed her cheek. She shooed him away playfully and Minato bounced away, walking down the hall into their bedroom.

He heard the clanging and clinking of glasses and bowls as he was getting undressed, and just as he peeled his shirt off to put his pajamas on, Kushina walked in.

He had his arms in the short sleeves, but he hadn't put it over his head yet. Kushina's face flushed with appreciation at his bare torso, and the way the fabric had to stretch around his biceps. Minato had filled out quite nicely from when he was sixteen, and now, at the ripe age of twenty-one, Kushina couldn't help but stare.

"Like what you see?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Shut up," She spoke, and walked to her side of the bedroom, opening the drawer and retrieving her sleep clothes as well, "I only like you for your body."

"Ouch." Minato joked, "Well I only like you for your personality."

"Are you calling me fat?"

Minato's eyes widened, 'shit,' he thought, 'what did I just do?'

Kushina looked hard at him, and broke out into a sly smile, "I was just teasing."

He exhaled, and ran a hand through his blond hair, "Oh thank god."

"Really Minato, you've got to stop being so on edge, relax."

"I'm trying," He groaned, "Its hard."

"Oh?" Kushina, asked, and instantly, Minato knew where this was going.

"Yeah," He agreed, and not so subtly let out a huge sigh "I just can't seem to find any relief."

He had been on this mission for three damn days, sleep could wait.

He hadn't been facing her when they were talking, and when he turned around to look where she had been previously sitting on her side of the bed, she wasn't there.

"Kushina?"

He turned around and was met with a very large eyeful, a Size 32 C eyeful, to be specific.

"Oh wow," he gulped, "Yeah, I definitely missed you."

She sat in his lap, and grabbed both sides of his bangs.

"Minato," she said, "Shut up." Kissing him with three days worth of pent up frustration with sleeping alone.

He smirked into their kiss, and leaned back, carrying Kushina with him.

Eventually, Kushina found herself on her back again, but she didn't mind, because Minato seemed to be enjoying himself.

The next morning, banging was sounding from the front room.

"Fuck no." Minato said from his place in the bed, face pressed into Kushina's back. "I'm not getting up, Head Jonin or not, I am happy, my girlfriend is naked, and I am not getting up."

Kushina laughed at Minato from her place, she had been awake for a while, but was too sluggish to move. It was Sunday, and all she really wanted was to stay in bed with Minato all day.

"Minato!" Jiraiya yelled, obviously having enough of knocking and bursting into the small house and into Minato and Kushina's bedroom. "Get the hell up!" Upon seeing the scene of a pissed off Minato, and now blushing Kushina, he waved "Hi Kushina."

She put her head in her right hand, and used the sheets to cover her chest, "Hi Jiraiya." she said, sighing.

"Man, what the hell!" Minato protested, "Can't I just have one day, one!"

"No you can't, because Kushimaru Kuriarare has been spotted outside the village."

At Jiraiya's word, Minato shot straight up, and grabbed a pair of boxer shorts he left on the floor from the night before. Yanking them on under the covers, he scrambled out of bed, and threw open the wardrobe drawer, grabbing his vest, blue shirt, pants and three kunai.

"Give me five minutes, then we'll go."

Jiriaya nodded, and left the room, smiling sheepishly at Kushina and giving her an apologetic look.

When the door shut, and Minato dressed quickly, Kushina said from her place on the bed. "How is it always him who walks in?"

"He's got a sixth sense," Minato spoke, "I swear, like a radar, like little bleeping sounds whenever someone gets laid."

They looked at each other, and laughed loudly. Now dressed, Minato walked over to Kushina, and gave her a gentle kiss. "I'm going to kick this guys ass."

She nodded, "If you don't, I will."

He looked at her, and was almost about to tell her to stay inside and out of harms way, but he knew better than that. So instead, he opted for, "Be careful please."

She smiled at him, and as he left the room, she whispered, "I always am."

Minato, Jiraiya and Hiruzen were hidden in the trees just outside of Konoha, eyes alert, and looking for any hint of Kushimaru Kuriarare.

"He's got some nerve." Minato said, "After all that's happened."

"Indeed," Hiruzen agreed, "We need to eliminate him."

"I'll do it," Jiriaya piped up, "I'll get Gamabunta to step on him."

Minato wanted to laugh, but in the presence of Hiruzen, he couldn't. Minato was literally the next in line to be Hokage. He was Konoha's favourite; he had to prove he was eligible.

"I have an idea." Minato offered, and both older men turned to him. "Jiraiya, summon Gamabunta, Lord Third, have your summoning jutsu ready as well."

"And? From there?" Hiruzen questioned.

Minato smiled, and pointed. "See that spot?" It was a small clearing, "Attack there."

"Minato," Jiraiya sighed, "I'm not going to punch the ground."

"Just do it." Minato sighed, "Trust me."

Hiruzen exhaled, "Fine."

Smiling triumphantly, Minato backed up. After about a minute and a half, he whispered, "Do it now!"

Summoning the giant frog, Gamabunta appeared, crushing the entire forest with at least a 15 feet radius. Hiruzen's ape companion quickly turned into the form of a staff, and both the Hokage, and Sannin stood there in awe.

On the outskirt of the tree line, where Gamabunta had landed, was Kushimaru. Minato had been right! He had used Gamabunta's insane weight to knock down any hiding places. It was obvious Kushimaru had been nearby, hoping to kill the enemy before the enemy could get to him. The swordsman cursed, Namikaze was smarter than he looked, for a blond bimbo.

Minato stayed hidden, and all was going to plan, until a certain habanero jumped out of the trees.

"Take this you piece of shit!"

'Kushina?!' Minato thought, 'No! What are you doing? The plan!'

Said redhead jumped in front of Kushimaru, who effectively dodged some shuriken she had thrown. The swordsman laughed, "You again? The nasty fox grew up!"

Kushina scowled, "Yeah I have, it's been years, and you're stupid if you think you're going to win again!"

Kushimaru scoffed, and readied his blade, while the three men looked on at the scene. "Come on then, it takes two to tango."

Smiling, Kushina reached into her pack, and pulled out a series of scrolls in between each one of her ten fingers. She threw her hands outwards, and each scroll unraveled, revealing a series of complicated seals and numbers.

"Uzumaki clan, funjutsu!" Kushina yelled, and all at once, a barrage of Shuriken, Kunai, paper bombs, and the like, exploded from Kushina's seals, effectively impairing Kushimaru.

The swordsman dodged most of them easily, but hadn't been prepared for the Kunoichi's power. Three Kunai had scratched him, and two shuriken embedded themselves into his right leg. Cursing, the swordsman pulled them out, and glared at Kushina through his mask. "You shouldn't have done that."

"Yes she should've." Minato said, landing beside Kushina gracefully, dust billowing out as he did so.

Inside his head, he was freaking out, he was crazy with pride. She had done such a good job! He was surprised, he knew she was powerful, but that funjutsu was incredible, he noted he would have to ask her to teach him later.

However, Minato was an adult now, and Konoha's top jonin. He knew the appropriate time for praise and for precision. It was now the time to take Kushimaru down. Seeing a time for opportunity, the swordsman flashed as fast as he could around the area, showing impressive bursts of speed.

"Kushina," Minato said, "Back to back with me."

Kushina did as she was told, and pressed her back into Minato's. The two were watching the area intently with shifty eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of Kushimaru. Minato threw two kunai to the north and south of the battlefield, in case he needed to make a quick escape with the thunder god technique.

Soon, the duo was made into a quatro, being joined by Jiraiya and Hiruzen. The four ninjas looked out into the treeline, the clearing was made into a huge expanse from Gamabunta's summoning, and Kushimaru was flitting across it all.

"Stay together everyone," Minato called, "Nobody leaves this formation."

Minato had taken his eyes off Kushimaru for a second, and the swordsman used it to his advantage, Kushimaru appeared in front of Minato, but the yellow flash parried just in time with his three-pronged kunai.

"Namikaze!" Kushimaru exclaimed with sick delight, "It's been a while!"

Minato glowered, "It has," He agreed, and grunted with the effort of pushing Kushimaru back, "But this will be the last time we meet."

"So bold." Kushimaru laughed, but then his voice lowered and spoke in dangerous tones, "Don't kid yourself, Minato."

The two parried, Minato's feet rooted to the ground. Hiruzen was about to interfere, when Kushimaru suddenly flashed over to him with amazing speed, kicking the old man in the stomach, sending him flying in the other direction.

"Third!" Kushina yelled, and ran over to him, using medical ninjutsu to stop the bleeding that was slowly starting to appear. Hiruzen wasn't as young as he used to be.

Now it was Jiraiya and Minato, battling side by side. Teacher and student threw blows at Kushimaru, but the swordsman refused to back down. He dodged them fluidly, and if Kushina hadn't hated him so much, she would have thought it was beautiful.

"Damn it," Minato heaved clutching a cut on his stomach and relaxing his hands after a water dragon effectively missed Kushimaru by mere inches, "Why won't he go down?"

"You've got to hit him with something stronger!" Jiraiya pushed, making hand seals for a fireball justu, and it shot out of his mouth, "You've got to try something else!"

Just as he was about to shoot Kushimaru with water style again, Kushina cam barreling forward, and yelled loudly, "Eat this you stupid prick!"

Kushimaru had been too busy laughing at her to understand what was coming. At first, he didn't see anything, but then he felt it. The huge gust of wind blew him backwards into a tree, and he hit his head on the trunk, becoming disoriented.

'A wind user?' Kushimaru thought, 'Her?'

Minato thanked god for Kushina at that very moment in time, and yelled back to his teammates "Hit him with everything you have, I need to try something that might work!"

Hiruzen, having gotten back up, ran to Jiraiya and Kushina's sides. They all nodded at Minato's command, and charged forward, weaving hand seals, and unleashing the strongest jutsu's they had.

Kushimaru barely dodged it, and he flipped sideways as he did so, however, in midair, he flew right over Minato's kunai, and before he knew it, the yellow flash was at his side.

"You're dead." Minato said darkly, and smashed a ball of pure chakra into Kushimaru's side.

It had been the Rasengan's debut.

Kushimaru was flung across the clearing, all the way south, to where Minato's other kunai rested. Minato was there in a second, ready to deliver the final blow.

However, Kushimaru still had some oomph left, and thrusted his blade towards Minato.

Since the sword was round on all sides, Minato knew better this time. He knew that the most dangerous part of the weapon were the ends. He waited until the sword had been within arms reach, and grabbed it before it could pierce his side. Grabbing the sword with both hands, Minato yanked it out of the swordsman hand with all his strength and recoiled a fist. Minato punched Kushimaru Square in the jaw, and uttered, "That was for Sakumo."

He spun the blade in his hand artfully, and thrusted it forward, right into Kushimaru's chest "That was for Kushina," He twisted it harshly, and pulled it out, leaving the exposed wound bleeding excessively, Kushimaru was going to die. "That was for my father," Minato hissed. The swordsman blanked, and looked at Minato pitifully. He fell forward and lay limp on Minato's shoulder, gurgling and barely clinging to life. As his wound spewed more and more blood, Minato gripped his shoulders, and pushed him off. Kushimaru hit the floor, lifeless, and staring blankly.

"And that," Minato said, breathing heavily, and clutching his bleeding stomach, "That was for me."

With the evil menace from the Hidden Mist dead by the hands of Minato, he felt liberated. He felt invigorated, he felt so full and charged with energy that he didn't know if he wanted to feel it again. The justice felt euphoric, but it was a sickening feeling in his gut, knowing that he just singlehandedly killed a man.

Still high on adrenaline, Minato's hands were shaking, and he didn't feel the pain in his stomach at all. It was only when Kushina ran forward to catch him, did he realize he was feeling faint.

"Minato!" she yelled, "We've got to get you to the hospital!"

"Yeah," He said, dazed, "Just, just gimme a sec."

Jiraiya touched Kushina's shoulder, and softly explained, "Adrenaline rush, he's probably so high he hasn't calmed down yet."

"Jiraiya," she said, "He needs that bandaged."

"What?" Minato asked, "No, it doesn't even hurt."

Hiruzen chuckled, "Wait until tomorrow." He walked over and patted Minato on the shoulder, "Well done, Minato. You have done your father and Sakumo proud."

Minato looked up into the eyes of the older man, who looked down at his fondly. "You'll be an excellent Hokage."

Minato blacked out.

He awoke in his bedroom.

He looked to his left, and heard soft humming; he was laid on a towel, which seemed to be splotched with some of his blood, probably ruined. When he saw Kushina come into view, he immediately relaxed; she was carrying a bowl of hot water, a pair of scissors, a bandage roll, and a small washcloth.

The nostalgia hit him like a truck.

"Oh," She whispered, and smiled softly. "You're awake."

"Kushina," He croaked, "What?"

"Happened?" she finished, "You killed Kushimaru, Minato."

He blinked, and fell back against the pillows, unable to believe it himself. He killed him; he killed the man that had caused him so much grief. He could sleep well now.

Minato sighed contently, and closed his eyes. "Finally." He finally said.

"Mhmm," Kushina agreed, while she busied herself with cleaning his wound. She dabbed the long cut with the washcloth, using healing salve on particularly messy areas. He hissed in pain a couple times, and she giggled quietly, he was told it was going to hurt.

"You okay?" She asked, when she saw him gripping the sheets in his fists.

"Yes." He breathed, "It just stings."

She kissed his chest, and resumed with cleaning his wound, "Sorry."

The minutes passed in silence, and besides Minato's occasional whimpering, and Kushina's murmured apologies, there was not much going on.

"You did really well today." Kushina whispered, "You're one of the best ninja's I've ever seen Minato."

Minato looked down at her bewildered, suddenly remembering his earlier thoughts.

"Me? You thought I was good? Have you seen yourself? Oh my god! Kushina, that funjustsu, you've gotta teach me-"

"Woah!" She exclaimed, and grabbed his arm, "Slow down there, you've just been injured."

"I know…" Minato said innocently, "But I want to learn."

"And you will," Kushina promised, "But later."

Grumbling, Minato accepted her answer, and pouted at the ceiling.

Kushina smiled at his expression, and laughed at him. "Minato, you're so cute."

He pouted even more, "That's what my mom says."

Rolling her eyes at his childish behavior, she relented, "Fine, you're handsome."

"That's better."

She smacked his bicep lightly, and he laughed, but winced when he felt his stomach muscles contract.

"Hold on," She said, "I'm going to close it now."

She lit up her fingers with green chakra, and pressed them over the wound, Minato immediately relaxed, and sighed into the pillows, feeling a thousand times better.

Satisfied with her job, she unbound the bandage tape, and told him to sit up. Situating herself behind him, she wrapped the tape around his torso, and tied it off at the end.

She was about to get off and get changed so she could sleep too, when he grabbed her wrist gently.

"Wait." He murmured.

"Minato?" Kushina asked, "What is it?"

He got up slowly, as to be careful not to tear the bandages, and turned around meeting Kushina's stare from her place on the bed. Through the low light in their bedroom, he could still see the milky white skin, wide blue eyes and the blinding red hair he loved so much.

"Kushina…" He started, and looked down at his feet.

"Minato?" she got up from the bed and walked over to him, placing a hand on his cheek. "What's the matter?"

He raised his hand up to grip hers, and spoke so softly, she strained to hear it.

"Do you love me?"

She looked at him puzzled, why would he ask that question? "Obviously," She answered, "Of course I love you."

"Will you marry me then?"

Kushina looked at him, and he brought the hand of hers he was holding to his heart. "I don't have a ring," He began, "But I had to say it now, we almost died again today, and I don't want to wait any long-"

Kushina had silenced him with a kiss, and broke away from him. She was laughing at him.

"You really are an idiot ya know." She chided, "Don't question my love for you, or I'll kick your ass."

He smiled broadly at her, and crushed her to his form. He didn't really care if they were dirty, or bloody, or just plain gross looking, Kushina had agreed to become his wife, and she had never looked more beautiful.

Minato trembled beside Jiraiya, she was late.

Albeit, it was ten minutes late, but late was late.

He was standing in front of a rather large crowd of people. Konoha was never a religious village, so weddings were always held in a public sector. Currently, they were all in front of the Great Tree in the village square, candlelight's strung all around them, and it was twilight.

He wiped his sweaty palms on the pants of his black Kimono, the Namikaze family crest of a tsunami encircled on the back. Jiraiya was laughing at him, Minato was always a worrywart, and when it came to Kushina, he never could sit still.

"What do you think happened?" Minato asked, and Jiraiya shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe she tripped and fell in a puddle of mud."

"You don't think…"

"Oh for God's sake Minato." Jiraiya threw his hands in the air, "Chill out."

He turned to look back at the crowd, and three minutes later, music began to play.

Its time!

Minato waited rather impatiently for Kushina to arrive. First came Kakashi, who Minato asked to carry the rings. He looked bored in his blue yukata, but he carried the rings to Jiraiya, who accepted them, and gave a look to Minato as if to say 'Don't fuck this up.'

Next Came Mikoto Uchiha, she was Kushina's maid of honor. She looked rather stunning in the Green Kimono Kushina had chosen for her, the colour complimenting Mikoto's dark elegant features.

And then came Kushina.

She looked as lovely as a magnolia in May. Walking forward, her scarlet hair swooped up in a tasteful up do, curling at the ends. Her striking white kimono wrapped around her delicately. She was a summer blossom, with the ferocity and strength of a storm. Minato wouldn't lie and say he didn't cry, but as he watched her walk towards him, looking as radiant as he'd ever seen, tears filled his eyes. He valiantly held them back, as she finally reached him, and he took her hand. She beamed at Minato, and laughed softly behind the hand he wasn't holding. "Oh my," She said, "Do you ever look Handsome."

He chuckled at her, his tears having yet to dry, "Speak for yourself." He breathed, "You look absolutely stunning."

She blushed, and waved her hand, "Its my job, I'm a bride ya know."

He nodded, "Yes, I know."

She grinned at him, and they joined hands in front of Hiruzen, who started initiating the vows.

The ceremony went by quick, and soon it was time for them to exchange hand seals. Shinobi weddings exchanged rings only after the hand seals were performed. When Hiruzen gestured for Minato and Kushina to join hands, they did. The hands that were not facing Hiruzen ready to simultaneously form three hand seals, effectively sealing their marriage.

"First," Hiruzen started "The Horse, symbolizing love and dignity, throughout the remainder of your lives together."

Kushina and Minato responded.

"Second, the Bear, to represent good fortune, and luck throughout your lives."

They corresponded.

"And finally," Hiruzen smiled "The tiger, to represent health, vitality, and strength." Hiruzen paused for a second, before joking, "And trust me Kushina, I've been dealing with this knucklehead for years, you're going to need it."

Kushina laughed silently, and then agreed, "I know! I mean, there was this one time,"

"Moving on!" Minato shouted, before Kushina could get a word out, and then the couple smiled at each other, and performed the final hand seal, finalizing their status as spouses.

They exchanged their rings, and joined both hands again, Hiruzen took a deep breath, and said, and "I now pronounce you Husband, and Wife, Minato you may-"

Hiruzen didn't even get to finish, because Minato was already upon Kushina. The whole village erupted into applause, and Kushina was smiling so wide she broke their kiss, and waved her ring hand in the air.

"See! I told you mom! Someone would marry me someday!"

In the crowd, Yuki put her head in her hands, bless her daughter's heart.

The reception was filled with many friends, and lots of family. It was mostly to embarrass Minato, (Which Azumi did a brilliant job of doing) nonetheless, the night was memorable, and Minato was sure he'd never forget it.

Arriving home, and carrying Kushina across their threshold, which he had done numerous times before, but this one seemed more special, he brought her all the way to their bedroom.

She laughed softly as he plopped down on the bed beside her, sighing happily.

"Wait," Minato said suddenly, as he shot up, "I need to ask you something."

"You do?"

"Yeah," Minato looked sheepish, "I mean you don't have to agree to it, but I was just wondering…."

"Yes?"

"Well, would you mind if I put a thunder god mark on you? I always want to make sure I can find my way back to you, it would make me feel better."

Kushina smiled softly, and gently grasped his hand, "Where?"

He beamed at her, and slid the shoulder of her Kimono open, exposing the top of her left breast.

"Is here okay?" He asked, and she nodded.

He pressed his right hand over her heart, and the thunder god mark soon appeared in its place. Whenever he touched it, he could feel her heartbeat, and it was the most comforting thing he felt in ages.

"I love you." He whispered, and she leaned into him, resting her forehead on his, she spoke softly, "And I, you."