Dear Diary,
Kushina is now the size of a beachball and she hates it. Also a bunch of diplomats from Kumo-nin saw her as she came bursting into my office because she'd managed to perfect her daifuku dish and needed me to try it, so now there are massive security concerns about where she'll be giving birth.
This is in addition to the fact that she's a jinchuuriki, which means all of this is all sorts of fun.
The logistics are giving me nightmares, but Kakashi-kun's valiant attempts to make me feel better have made me feel better.
Even if his way of doing this has been to stand in the corner of my office in the middle of the night in complete silence as I worked on the paperwork like a man possessed.
I'm assuming he wanted to say something comforting, but I don't think he knows how.
I wish I could help him with this, but I've never known how to comfort any sane person myself, so I don't know how effective my advice would be for anyone who wasn't Kushina.
Shikaku also thinks I should share the workload of security detail with someone, but the closer the due date arrives, the more I'm stressing out about all the ways the security could be compromised, and so I'm going over it with such a fine toothcomb that my vision's started blurring grey around the edges.
And also, I'm one of four people alive that know Kushina is the kyuubi's jinchuuriki. Sarutobi-sama, his wife and Jiraiya-sensei. This is such a closely guarded secret that I've been adding more and more security seals to you, Diary, even more than I'd put on since my training days with Jiraiya-sensei.
Speaking of Jiraiya-sensei, he was so surprised by us naming him godfather that I got a bit teary-eyed. Of course, he called me a wimp immediately and then called me an idiot for giving him that kind of responsibility and then leered and said he'd turn the kid into a pervert. And then Kushina threatened him with a meat cleaver she's been threatening almost everyone she knows (and also people she doesn't know) with for the last three weeks.
I don't know what he's worried about. Between me and Kushina, we can mitigate any bad influence Jiraiya-sensei's…eccentric personality can have on Naruto.
Yeah, we've decided on a name too. It's a really good name, and Jiraiya-sensei's The Tale of an Utterly Gutsy Ninja was actually a surprisingly fun read. Insightful and idealistic and just the kind of thing I needed.
I was getting so bogged down by stress and worry and moral quagmires, not to mention the midlife crisis that's been swooping down on me like a particularly persistent vulture on and off every two minutes of the day, that reading something that cut right to the heart of why I'd become a shinobi was—
I want my son to inspire people the way that book inspired me. And you know what?
He isn't even born yet, but he already has.
Namikaze Minato
