A/N: Hey groovy people of the internet! (I remembered this YouTuber intro and I can't for the life of me remember who said it) The past couple chapter have been pretty angsty aye? I've come to the realize that angsty really isn't the direction I want to take with this story and I'm going to try really hard to keep it on the more humor-based path I originally had in mind. That doesn't mean I dislike what I've written. Nope. I like what I've written and won't go back and change anything. I'll resolve everything from those chapter as the story goes forward. I just wanted to let y'all know where this story is going from now on. Enjoy!

Chapter 9: We Get Vacation Days?

Vacation.

An extended period of time where a person is dismissed from their day to day work life to go out and enjoy life, live a little.

"We get vacation days?"

Those were Sera's exact words when her dad said that she was being taken off the active roster for however long he deemed fit. Apparently, the whole shebang with her, him, and Kushina didn't sit well with him. So, his immediate solution was to send her off on a soul-searching journey, brilliant idea, she knows.

Apparently, since the world wasn't technically at war anymore, just the fact that the Hidden Leaf has an S rank shinobi in their ranks was enough to keep most smaller villages from enacting violence or revolting.

Plus, her, um… sudden mission to the Wave with her old team had apparently made the Village's council pretty upset. They were TOO mad since she pretty much got rid of a thorn on their side in the form of Slimy Ass Gato, but it was the way she did it that popped their forehead veins.

"Sure, poke the bear that has several S rank shinobi who are well within their primes," her father had told her in a playful tone, "We'll be fine Sera, just take some time for yourself for once. You haven't had a break since you were six years old, and frankly, after that last mission, you need a break."

Was Sera happy that her dad pretty much told her she was free to do whatever she wanted? Yeah, definitely.

Was she absolutely tilted because she wouldn't be able to raise her little Ruto into the strong and capable boy every girl would, and should, drool over in a few years? Oh, hell yes she was.

"You can train Naruto once you're back from your vacation. He's still very young and won't be learning any advanced techniques or fighting styles until much later. You can always leave him scrolls on stuff you want him to learn while you're gone," her father had said with a smile, "I'll make sure he studies them well."

Yup, father of the year material right there.

"Huh, I should get him a Number 1 Dad mug if I ever come across one," Sera thought out loud as she slowly walked across the water.

What tipped Sera's decision to stay in the village or not during her vacation ultimately came down to a pretty heartfelt and open conversation she had with her boys way past midnight.

It had become a tradition between Sera, Shisui, and Hiro to just sit on top of the Hokage Monument from time to time and just catch up. Have a no holds bar, heartfelt conversations about whatever was on their mind without the fear of being judged or discriminated against. The ambiance of the midnight sky was a plus.

"I think you should go," Shisui said quietly as he looked up at the stars.

"Why?" Sera asked.

She had been at a weird moment in her life. Her relationship with her mother was strained at best and sinking at worst and her dad had told her that she needed a break from… well, everything really.

"You're burnt out, stressed, tired, all of the above," Hiro answered for Shisui, "Shisui and I have various hobbies we have on the side to keep ourselves grounded. You, Sera, kind of don't. You take more missions than either of us and the only thing you call a "hobby" anymore is looking after Naruto."

"Not gonna lie some people think you're going for the incest is wincest route with Naruto," Shisui chimed in.

"Weeelll," Sera dragged out, only to get slapped on the back of the dead.

"No, bad Sera. I don't care if you're straight, gay, or fuck, even into animals, but your own brother is off limits," Shisui said sternly, but broke out into laughter after a few seconds, unable to keep a straight face.

"But seriously, you do need other hobbies," Hiro said, bringing the conversation back on track, "And this vacation around the Elemental Nations might do some good in that front."

Sera didn't say anything for a while, opting to just stare at the night sky with her friends. Her hands slowly found her friends', a tight squeeze returned by a comforting one. It reminded her of her past, back when she was just a fresh Devil coming into the world and meeting the three people who would become her best friends as well as her fellow leaders.

"I think I'm gonna take the offer," Sera whispered, as if saying the words too loudly might somehow make her change her mind.

"Good… yeah, good," Shisui responded and gave her a side hug.

"Just know that we'll be right here when you come back," Hiro reassured with a smile, "We Hyugas don't make promises lightly."

"Just like how you Hyugas are all secret voyeur?" Shisui jabbed with a smirk, "Everyone knows you guys can see through clothes. Seriously, how do you people not have constant boners? Imagine popping a hard one during a fight and you gotta do that awkward shift with your legs to keep in hidden."

"Oooook, you just ruined the moment," Hiro spat back and slapped the back of Shisui's head, "Can we not have a serious and wholesome moment for at least ten minutes?"

"Ah, honey," Sera cooed, joining in on the fun, "We all know that you're the kinkiest one out of the three of us. Don't think we don't know about your little journal. All the juicy stuff in there can corrupt even the most innocent of minds."

"WHAT?!" Hiro exploded onto his feet, "How do you even KNOW about that?!"

A strange silence fell between the three teammates as one had a look of surprise and livid flashing between his face while the other two looked confused to all hell and back.

"Dude… we were joking," Shisui said slowly.

"Oh… oh," Hiro said, slumping back down to the ground.

"We never speak of this again?" Sera asked, closing her eyes and rubbing her temple.

"Agreed."

"Oh god please."

"Ok, the council has spoken. This topic is now a part of the Forbidden Scroll of Conversations," Sera declared with a loud voice.

"Here, here!" Shisui banged the ground twice with his fist.

The three friends cracked a smile and fell into silence once more, but this time it was more comfortable. The only sounds that could be heard were the light breeze around them and the feint noises of the bustling night life going on below them.

"So… anyone hungry?" Shisui asked.

"I could go for some food," Hiro said, pushing himself off the ground.

"One last Ichiraku Ramen for the road?" Sera asked, taking Hiro's hand and pulling herself off the ground as well.

"Sounds good to me," Shisui answered as he looked at his two friends, expecting a helping hand only to be met with smirks on both of their faces.

"Last one to the stall has to buy!" Sera yelled before waving her wand and disappearing in a poof of sparkles and confetti while Hiro summoned a shadow clone and had it perform a weak Vacuum Palm on his original body to launch himself off the Hokage Monument.

"Oh, you FUCKERS!" Shisui yelled before taking off with his own body flicker. He wasn't known as Shisui of the Body Flicker for nothing and those two were going to eat their words!

Good times.

No matter how much she and her boys shat on each other and gave everyone a hard time, nothing would ever tear them apart, not even some distance. A distance that Sera could cover within a couple seconds, depending on how far away they were.

Sera had relearned the Devil Teleportation magic to an acceptable level of proficiency a while ago and before she left, she had handed every close person in her life a flyer with the summoning circle on it.

Did she need to make it a flyer? No. Was it funny as hell? Yeah, it kind of was. It reminded her of the good old days when she was handing out flyers and doing random work as a young Devil. She even left a flyer on Kushina's bed side table, just for good measure. The woman was going through something that Sera had never experienced before, being a mother, and honestly, compared to Lady and Lord Sitri, Kushina wasn't too bad.

"Seriously, how far away is this fucking island?" Sera asked out loud to no one in particular. Granted, there wasn't any living human being in a couple dozen mile radius from her seeing as how she was in the middle of an ocean.

"I get that its 'hidden away amongst the fog and whirlpools' but god damn! Seriously, I found the Land of Whirlpools like an hour ago and that place is supposed to be hard to find. Well defended my ass, I just flew over the damn things and voila, infiltrated a long dead village. Nothing but old ruins and looted houses now. Can't even enter the super-secret dungeons since I'm not blood coded into the seals."

Currently, Sera was looking for a small island that supposedly held information about pre-historic civilizations that used energy sources other than chakra, "magic" of sorts as the document put it.

Where did she get such a document? Inside one of Gato's safes of course.

The man was a ruthless businessman first and a hoarder second, apparently, because the number of old scrolls and documents about various cults and super old tribes were more than a single businessman should have.

Sera thought to give treasure hunting a try since she pretty much had a butt load of maps and clues in her possession now and she had plenty of free time to explore around.

Who knows? Maybe she'll find something about what happened in the past and how it might help her find out what ever happened to her old family. Interdimensional teleportation was one thing, but time travel was another can of worms. Sera highly doubted she would have to dabble in either of the arts, but nothing was certain yet.

The Death God had mentioned a person who had meddled with her soul after she had died fighting Trihexa and if she could somehow find out the meddler, she may have a chance to see her precious people again.

"Sona… I am SO going to make you dress up in your magical girl outfit and shoot tv shows with me," Sera sighed wistfully and cracked a lewd grin, "No worries Sona-tan, your big sis is coming! Oh, oh! You finally get that younger brother you've always wanted too! Onwards!"

For the next thirty minutes, all that fish in the area would witness a tall bipedal creature running full speed across the ocean ceiling, creating a giant split in the water and making waves.

"Weird fish that one. Isn't it fish wife?"

"Weird indeed, fish husband. By the way, did you pick up the fish kids from the fish school?"

"So THAT'S what I forgot to do."

"Fish husband!"

"Oh… huff… Fuck… huff… ME!"

Sera stood at the edge of the water with her hands on her knees, trying her hardest not to tip over from exhaustion and also not throwing up all over her shoes. It wouldn't be too big of an issue if they were normal shoes, but shinobi sandals weren't' exactly the most protective of the wearer's toes.

"Why do I do this to myself? Thirty minutes of sprinting is one thing, but holy moly running on water feels like I've ran for hours."

She took the time to glance around the island she had walked onto while catching her breath. It looked like the one the scroll had described: three giant spikes surrounding the island, a singular massive tree in the middle with a shrine next to it, and a boulder off to the side.

"Welp, it's now or never," Sera shrugged as she tapped her foot on the ground to cast an anchor point for herself in case she needed to teleport herself out of any sticky situation. It worked wonders for close to mid-ish distances but her magic control wasn't up to par enough for super far ranges.

"According to the scroll, the staircase should be under… here!" Sera said as she pushed the giant boulder out of the way like it was nothing, shooting a wink and sticking her tongue out as she did so.

With the boulder out of the way, the wooden latch door was in full view, most likely seeing the light of day for the first time in decades, if not centuries.

"I'm going to freeze this place to all hell and back if there are zombies down there. I can deal with angels, demons, fallen, and other living beings, but fuck zombies. They're so gross and the noises they make are NOT cute at all. Also, what's with eating brains? Brains are just soft tissue, it's like chewing nothing! Zero taste… probably, and zero texture."

With a grunt, she lifted the latch and swung the door wide open to be greeted by… darkness. Nothing but utter darkness staring back at her.

"Of course, why wouldn't a creepy and unknown underground dungeon have in door lighting?" Sera grumbled as she produced a small fire orb to float around her as a light source, "I'm regretting this every passing second."

"If Ruto-tan were here I would squeeze him in my arms and make him lead the way. I would be like, 'Protect your big sis, Ruto!' and he would totally grab a stick from somewhere and wack away all the baddies."

Sera took one last deep breath to calm her nerves and cleared her mind of all distractions. If there was something dangerous down there, she would need to be on guard. Especially since the corridor down looked to be pretty narrow and tight space combat wasn't her strongest forte.

"Lucifer wish me luck," Sera whispered as she took the first step, only to stop for a second, "Not you Zecky. You can go base jump off a cliff."

"Shrine of the Sun Goddess my ass. This is an oversized basement at best and a poorly designed torture chamber at worst."

It hadn't taken long for Sera to reach the end of the staircase where she was met with a door that led to a large open room with various wooden structures and bookshelves around the walls. To say that it was underwhelming would be an understatement.

"Amaterasu was a stuck-up bitch who nagged everyone around her if even a single speck of dust was out of place. Lucifer almighty was she a pain in the ass to deal with during meetings. Can't help but feel bad for Yasaka since that woman had to deal with the goddess on the daily."

Sera ran her fingers along the bookshelves to see if she could pick up any residue magic signatures but all she got was a thick layer of dust on her finger.

Not all was lost, however, since the book titles were all in Common Tongue, so they had to be at least been written by someone with knowledge about the supernatural world. Sure, since it was a Shinto based shrine it might not have anything pertaining to the Judeo-Christian faction, but it didn't hurt to check. Plus, time wasn't an issue at the moment.

"These are the times when I wish I had access to some servants, or at least borrow some of Zechy's or Juka's," Sera sighed before coughing a little because of the stale air. Any normal person wouldn't last more than a few minutes in the room due to how little oxygen remained in the area but luckily for Sera, she wasn't exactly… normal.

"WAIT! Speaking of foxes got my brain going! Thank you Yasaka!"

Why hadn't she thought of this earlier? She was back in her Devil body so she should theoretically have access to all of her belongings tied to her blood. Well, if that Death God actually have her original body back that is.

"Please work, please work, pleeeeeese work," Sera chanted as she conjured up a summoning circle. One very familiar to her as she had used it countless times over the centuries, both during battle and during times when she was bored and needed someone to talk to.

"I summon thee, O Great Shapeshifter. The One with a Thousand Face. Liar of Lucifer. Companion of Serafall Leviathan. Rise… KYUBEY!"

The room fell quiet as the echoes from her calling died down. However, Sera didn't let up on her magic or her stance. Even though nothing was showing, she could feel the buildup of magic from under her feet. Something was coming through, except the only issue was that she didn't know if the thing coming through her summoning portal was her familiar or some other creature.

"I am so fucked if this goes south," Sera hissed quietly as she continuously pored her magic into the summoning circle.

Sweat ran down her forehead and her legs began to shake due to the magic pressure, but she held her stance. There was one rule when it came to Devil magic. Don't half ass ANYTHING. Either do it or don't. No one wants to deal with a half-assed magic spell since the outcome was always random… ALWAYS.

Half-ass a summoning spell? Instead of summoning a familiar, the room might be teleported to the sun or turn every living being inside it into a frog. Magic was just that, magic, so don't fuck around with it.

Suddenly, the magic circle stopped glowing and Sera was cut off from feeding it any more magic.

"YES!" she exclaimed as the entire floor glowed brightly and something started to appear from the ground, "It's working!"

The room shook as magical pressure filled the area once again as another being's aura contested for dominance against Sera. The girl didn't back down however and erected several barriers of both energy types, chakra and magic, between the being and herself.

"For thousands of years I laid dormant. Who has disturbed my- SERAFALL?!"

"Kyubey!"

"For fucks sakes my name is Kyubel! I'm not a damned anime antagonist!"

"You are in my heart, best buddie!"

A/N: It was Jack and Dean. As soon as I wrote the last line of this chapter, I remembered who said, "Hello groovy people of the internet". I hope you enjoyed this chapter; I'm going back the humor roots and I gotta say, it's really fun writing these. Anyways, have a wonderful day!