@MrKeyFox

Wait for it lol. There's a reason for everything that happens over here and I can completely admit that I do write cliche shit. I don't want to make Megami just a 'voice inside the head'. I want to make her a real, live being in this. So yeah, wait for it, haha.

@Mile De

Thank you for reading this piece of crap heehee. :)

@Guest: Mouse

I'm so sad you're not here anymore! Where are you? Omg. Come back pls.

O The Behind Scenes of the Third War O

filler chapter

Turns out, I had to properly ask for a tagging nin to accompany a ninja squad behind their backs. In this case, I had to go talk to the Hokage's secretary for an appointment (which was hard enough to do when you're an adult, was much harder when you were a not from a clan but were a shinobi and the hardest when you were a civilian.) and it was an absolute nightmare trying to talk to Hito-san, because he had the most deadpan stare ever and it made me anxious trying to figure out what I was doing wrong. Turns out, both my age and my whole being was the problem, and I had to result to ask Kazu for me. (He said he got it covered. To what extent, I did not know, but I trust his judgement.) I had a couple of days left before Ma said the Hokage would announce the start of the war to the civilians, so they could stock up enough for a few months and for the shinobi could spend time with their families even for just a brief moment in that short span of time. There were shinobi who took two-day leaves, just to spend time with their loved ones, and there were those who were from huge and prominent clans, who had a majority of them fighting together in the battlefield and choose to spend their time with friends instead. Like right now, instead of hanging out with their families, the Ino-Shika-Cho trio were out here hanging out with my brother.

They had zero shame, absolutely none, I say. They talked about crude stuff like how to properly clean your lover's ass, and some tips on how to get out of deer feeding duty, how to get away from your mother when she's mad as all hell, and the likes. They have not a single bone of embarrassment when they joked about wanting sexual tension to be released after a long day of battle, with me just a few seats away from them. Good thing I was already a teen in my mind and not a real kid, and it makes me wonder why I haven't joined their joking yet. It was a surprise my disgusting sense of humor still has not made its debut in the conservative village of Konoha. Heck, even my own mother and brother don't know about half of the stuff I keep to my self and what most (I meant most, really, they learned I'd croak 'food food food' like Gollum when I get hungry) of the stuff I blubber on about in English really means. Good thing I was still young and young children like me had the exclusive right to babble on about indiscernable words. Some of it is not out of complete disrespect to others and most of the time when I know someone who's not immediate family or a really close friend who can handle it was not around, I'd just shut up and keep it in my head.

So imagine my shock when my brother (Kazu, is so not a great role model) had almost the same disgusting sense of humor as me, only taken a few notches down. I had to run to my room and giggle before I come out as red as I had been when I was born the first time I heard him joke.

"Hey, Shikaku? Wanna hear a joke?" My brother asked the future Nara patriarch, who was lazing around in our now perfectly new and comfy living room. They had to renovate it and make it a little bigger so they built around the tree outside and expanded the living room. But anyways, back to what I was saying. The Nara merely nodded his head as he seemed to sink into the sofa the more he relaxed into it. Chouza and Inoichi were busy inhaling my mum's pancakes drenched in strawberry jam and some kind of homemade syrup, chicken wrapped with bacon which we then cooked and then dunked into honey, ( I just had to get some form of western, fatty food in my diet, or I would've gone batshit crazy with all of the stuff happening around me) and cocoa Dutch oven-bread, which I helped my new mother how to bake, surprising her with my suggestions and she just went with it. Surprisingly, knowing the (what I now know) Gentle Fist, made kneading easier, and she decided to call it Kenpan, because I helped her 'invent' it. I went along with it anyways.

"Your life." My brother said, looking smug as all hell as he wiggled his brows at me. Shikaku sighed and turned around so his back was towards us, before holding a hand out before a piece of chicken landed between his fingers. He caught it silently and ate slowly, like he was waiting for my brother to stop his jokes.

"Wanna come with me though?" He suddenly asked, gaining the Nara's attention once again. He chewed on his chicken slowly before shooting my brother a look that said 'go on.'. Kazu refused to speak, obviously waiting for a verbal response. He stared at Shikaku, long and hard, unmoving in his seat. "Where to?" He, Shikaku, finally asked after a few seconds of staring at my brother. "To our inevitable deaths." He replied before he burst into a full on belly rolling laughter. I successfully keep myself from laughing out loud and stuff my mouth with the pancakes before I burst. Shikaku looked so done with him, he actually rolled his eyes and went to the other side of the room where Kazu was at a safe distance away, although still within his hearing range.

"Hey Shikaku?" He called out after his laughing fit. Said man did spare him a short glance, before focusing on trying to snag another chicken using his shadow from his Yamanaka and Akimichi teammates.

"Let's do something together!"

"Like what?"

"Couple's suicide!" Shikaku snorted before mumbling a we're not even remotely considered as a couple in the background.

Oddly enough, Megami was quiet, considering her sudden change of attitude. She has been ever since the discovery of Kazu's sense of humor.

It was weird, but I am literally an anomaly in this universe therefore I had no right to call someone weird. If it were not for me, there would not be an Ushijima clan, or a Kazuhiko after all.

"Stop eat." Chouza said in between his chewing and I completely surrendered to fanboy feels.

Maybe Obito and Rin could wait a little.

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It was scary. I was a being with almost a few hundred years under my belt and extreme achievements and here I was, getting attached to a little boy who was trying to save everyone. It was scary when I started to feel pity for the boy. His cries were almost real, when he himself told his own conscience that he was just faking his sadness, but I know deep down he's hurting. Who hurt him or why he's still hurting baffles me, considering he's been in this world for no longer than half a decade.

It was scarier when I started to support the boy, opting to use a white lie to save myself from questioning. It was horrifying, the feelings I simultaneously felt when that hand hover above my child.

It was the scariest when I realized I wanted to protect Ken.

I never felt that attached to someone before. Sure, there were loyal followers of hers scattered across the nations, and she of course blesses them, but Ken's case was new and unexpected.

Who would've known that she, a goddess, would lie to a child about her name? Who would have known that she would choose to protect this ordinary kid? Who would have known that she would get attached to her jailor? She decided to go for it anyways.

If acting unbothered was the way to go so the little boy would never get hurt again, then so be it. Throwing away hundreds of years of manners were nothing in the face of her own siblings. Life and Death were the two beings she most certainly loved and loathed the most.

But she certainly loved and hated herself even more. That's why, with or without her siblings blessings, she would become a goddess that will side with Ken until he himself pushes her away.

Death better watch out.