Today, Naruto and I will finally be having our first date.
As recommended by Shikamaru, we went to the biggest history museum Fire County could offer- Sparks of the Past Museum(a poor pun for the county name), commonly referred to as "Sparks".
"Oh my god, we're going to check out Sparks?" Naruto screams in my face. He pulls me into an embrace. "I've always wanted to go there, every since I was a kid! I never had anyone to go with, though," he explains. "I did try going once, by myself…but the security guards wouldn't let me, said that they didn't allow inside the building and stuff."
Naruto rubs his eyes quickly, surely wiping away tears. I stop his hand, holding it tenderly. We stare at each other silently, something that happens often. I move in and kiss him on the forehead, that being enough to convey my feelings.
"The museum closes earlier today, so we have to get dressed quickly if you want to see all the displays." He nods obediently and scurries off into the bed room. I follow slowly.
He pulls out an orange short sleeve shirt, a black collared shirt and his favorite pair of blue faded jeans.
I eye him carefully as he undresses, knowing what the next activity on our list would be. He had previously explained to me the importance (to him)of matching on a date. I pull out a black tee-shirt, a white dress shirt and my black jeans, that were stylishly ripped at the knees and thighs.
It takes me a matter of minutes to dress, but Naruto has only his jeans on and is now trying to clumsily pull his shirt over his head. It appears that his head is stuck in the collar hole.
I laugh silently and pull the clothing above him, slowly, being sure to stay close to him for a moment before backing away.
He blushes. "T-thanks, Gaara."
"My pleasure," I say. I walk casually outside the room, leaving the blonde blushing behind me. A smirk spreads on my face. This will only be the beginning.
As we approach the museum, Naruto tightens his grip on my arm. He stares at the security guard warily and the guard glares back at him.
I let him hold me closer as the distance between the two decrease.
The gruff guard adjusts his uniform before scolding Naruto. "Now, look here- you know you're not allowed in here." He looks at me. "But if you wanna come along in, there's no problem with that- just not with this one." The man shakes his head. "Trouble maker, he is."
Naruto frowns and avoids the man's eyes, his body instinctively shrinking. I pull his arm up to straighten out his posture, to show the guardsman how much respect he deserved.
"My companion and I wish to enter the museum together." I watch him closely, the gruff man's face turning red. "I see no reason why you should prevent our passage. He has done nothing to be refused entry."
The guard puffs his chest out, taking a step towards us. "He's done plenty nuff. Now, I've been working here for the past twenty-five years- that's the way it's always been and I won't have some little snot nose trying to change things around on a whim."
I take a step forward as well. "If you don't want me to report this discrimination to your superior, I suggest you let us inside."
He turns another impossible shade of pink and steps back.
"That's what I thought," I say as we pass by the man.
Naruto stares at the man in disbelief, clinging to my arm until we are in line. He whispers in my ear, "how…how did you do that?"
I look down on him. "This is our first date. I am not going to let something so stupid stand in our way of having a good time." I chuckle softly. "And I did a bit of research on this place, as I did with the others in this area. They were all owned by a man that has recently passed."
His brows furrow. "I don't get it…"
"Well, all you need to know is that the mayor cleared some things up for you. You shouldn't have to deal with anything from these people for a long time."
'How did you manage to talk to the mayor?" He asks in awe.
I wait to answer, paying for our tickets and presenting our student IDs to the woman at the desk. "Did you forget who my father was?"
The blue eyes look to the side. "I didn't forget, it's just that…weren't you, like, disowned or something?" He blushes. "I-I-I mean, since you were kicked out and all, you know-"
I wrap my arm around his waist and lean in to kiss him. "Just be quiet and enjoy yourself today."
The few people that are around stare, some in disgust, but, regardless of them, Naruto smiles back at me and we move on through the building.
Naruto and I browse through the many galleries on display, with him leading us to wherever he thought was interesting.
However, there was one that I caught my interest in particular. The thing that attracted me at first was a familiar shade of blue, the same blue of Naruto's. Like a deep blue ocean. But that was not the only similarity; blonde hair in a familiar fashion and a bright smile to match.
I tug Naruto over to the display without a word. He questions my silence and I merely stare back and forth, between the picture and my lover.
Naruto looks at the picture as well, only in curiosity. "What?" He says slowly. The word drags after he, too sees the similarities. "Oh my god…"
He moves closer and touches the picture lightly, reading the article encased in glass under it.
' Minato Namikaze; born in XXXX to parents - and -. He was an average child in school and was well liked by both his peers and teachers. Though his beginning was humble, Minato quickly proved that even the average Joe could do extraordinary things.
He joined the marines shortly after his high school graduation, along with high school sweet heart, Kushina Uzumaki-'
Naruto stops mid-sentence. "Uzumaki?" He breathes. "My…she was my…?" Shakily, he continues reading, now with urgency.
'-he fought bravely alongside his love and friends for seven years before he was excused from service. He had received deadly injuries while ironically protecting his injured love. He waited nearly two years for Kushina to return home to him. Upon her return, the began their next mission together- a family.'
There is an identical glass case with another article inside. He quickly moves to it and continues.
'In the next year, Minato began taking an interest in politics and thus starting his winning streak. He tried for small roles at first, mayor and such, then as his experience grew he yearned for more. Minato ran for governor and eventually president. It was during his presidential campaign that Kushina, now his wife, had gotten pregnant with their first child.
Minato won his presidency with his down-to-earth attitude, simple root, and decorated past. He and his wife ran the country without flaw for the next 6 months. There was a dramatic drop in crime, more funding towards the more rural parts and health care research, and a war was on its way to being peacefully resolved. Everything was going smoothly for the Kamikazes to say the least.
However, their lives quickly went awry. There was an assassination attempt on the couple the night of their child's delivery. Kushina was in the middle of a natural birthing, with her husband at her side and assorted family members. Their home was stormed by a terrorist group, known as the Akatsuki. The Akatsuki were armed and very dangerous, ruthlessly killing many of both the Namikazes and Uzumakis.
Minato was restrained by three of the members while the rest battered Kushina, who had at long last given birth to a baby boy. It was determined through autopsy that Minato had use the Akatsuki weapons against the members restraining him, then ran to the aid of Kushina and the newborn.
The official cause of death for Minato is multiple bullet wounds and trauma to the brain. After shooting the president, the group members made their escape, leaving Kushina barely conscious.
Eventually, help came for Kushina and her baby. She was the only one who knew the true story, but never had the chance of telling it. The new mother used her last bit of strength to feed her baby, whom the couple named Naruto, for the first and last time.
And that is the unfortunate story of Minato Namikaze and his only love Kushina.'
Oh my god. There might be only one chapter after this and I am rethinking a second part to this story (I'm trying to wrap everything up nice and neat .)
How was the tragic story of Naruto's parents, huh? I think it was cliché, but I like it J
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