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That took a while.

Sorry that it took me three weeks to get this down.

I had finals and other bullshit I had to deal with.

But anyways It's Summer for me!

Which means more time to type up the stuff that you guys seem to enjoy.

Thank you all for waiting patiently, and thank you all for for the positive comments!

Now the chapter you have been waiting for. Here is chapter 3!

Regular talking- Ramen

Thinking or Flashbacks- Ramen

Seals - Explosive seal

Jutsu - Hiraishin

Bijuu - Kit

Gods - Ramen

Konoha

A deep part of the mountain of Konoha, there is a slight opening that is hidden with a strong genjutsu and is patrolled 24/7.

In there Ninja's wearing blank masks that only had the Kanji for ROOT on them roamed the inner workings of the secret tunnels.

One of the ninja's was hurrying to a room in one of those tunnels.

"Danzo-sama." A Ninja with a blank white mask bows in front of a a old man.

The old man was half covered in bandages, almost giving him the impression of a mummy. His right eye was covered with bandages. His arm bandaged too, was gripping the armrest of his throne like he was anticipating great news from the lone Ninja in the room.

Which he was.

"Danzo-sama, we have picked up the trail of Kyouko Uzumaki once more." The Ninja spoke monotonously.

Danzo's single good eye widened, and a smirk adorned the old War-Hawk.

"Have you confirmed this intel ROOT?" Danzo asked with a gravelly voice.

"Yes, Danzo-sama. After we lost her trail six years ago, we finally have tracked her moving." The unknown Ninja spoke once again.

Danzo grinned. He was very pleased with the outcome of this. He asked, "what has become of our target for the past six years?"

The ninja shifted and spoke with a clear voice. "She has seemed to give birth to a child Danzo -sama."

Danzo's remaining eye grew in size with this revelation. "So the Uzumaki has given birth to a heir?" he questioned. Danzo nodded off the Ninja who had given him the report.

Danzo was alone with his thoughts thinking about this new character that he could implement probably into ROOT.

Danzo thought, "I must get the Uzumaki child into ROOT."

Danzig called upon two Root agents. "I want you to follow Kyouko Uzumaki and tell me what she is doing for the next year. Tell me of their routine so that we may capture the next Uzumaki heir." The ROOT ninjas saluted Danzo before disappearing to who knows where.

Danzig smiled. Yes. He was going to have a hold of the Uzumaki and the Uchiha.

Hokage Tower

It was a normal day in the shopping district of the village.

The sky was abnormally blue and birds were chirping away.

Light winds blew through the village as the civilians walked through enjoying the day.

Couples were snuggling or going out to enjoy the day, and families were out to take advantage of it too.

One little girl however took advantage of this day sprinting around the village.

To a shinobi's eyes, it would look like a small blur ran in front of them, and to the civilian's eyes, well looked like a bolt of orange lighting.

She had golden locks that reached to the base of her neck. The cerulean blue that shimmered with jubilance. The golden locks spilled behind her as she sprinted through the streets. Her shirt was stained with multitude of paint stains from the two years of pranking and clung to her petite form as she ran. Her gray shinobi sandals kicked up the dirt and sent people coughing.

Naruko Namikaze burst into the Hokage Tower as she ran to her father's office.

"Otou-san!" She screamed as she jumped into the laps of the yellow haired ninja.

Minato smiled as the small 6 year old child rammed into him as he was signing paperwork.

"So, what does my little princess want now?" He asked.

Naruko pulled a face to being called a princess. "Otou-san~, You know that I don't like that."

Minaro just laughed at his daughter's expression. It was scrunched up with annoyance and was slightly red with a blush. Her cheeks puffed up as she stared balefully at her father.

Naruko was annoyed at her father for calling her princess. She asked, "Otou -San, can I please go in the Academy now? I so bored." She begged.

Minato sighed. Naruko had been begging him for the past month for trying to be a ninja, but he was worried that she might hurt herself or worse.

"Naruko-" he started out, but Naruko interrupted him.

"Otou-San~" she whined.

Minato glared sternly at his daughter and Naruko shot back that look right back at Minato.

"Having fun, eh Minato." A voice broke the staring contest between father and daughter

Jiraiya was leaning against the window as he watched his student bicker with his daughter.

Naruko looked overjoyed to see her godfather again.

Minato looked relieved too. "Sensei, thank god, you have to talk Naruko out for trying the Academy this-" a hand stopping Minato from speaking more.

Jiraiya looked Minato with a serious face. "I think we should let Naruko attend the academy

Naruko gasped with joy as she rushed in to hug the teacher of her father. "Thank you, Ero-Sennin!" She squealed before sticking out her tongue at her father.

Jiraiya let out an annoyed "Hey!" Before grumbling on about disrespectful students and their daughters.

Minato was glaring at his teacher. " And why exactly should I do that Ero-sensei?"

Jiraiya glared back at Minato before going on, "Minato. Kids wanting to be a kunoichi. As a father you should be supporting her in every way you think could help her survive in this god forsaken world."

Minato looked down. "I know sensei, but what happens if something bad happens to her?"

Jiraiya smiled gently. "Minato. Our very job is dangerous. Things will happen to us shinobi and we can't do anything about it. But if you let Naruko become kunoichi, we can teach her to defend herself."

Minato sighed. "Alright, I'll let Naruko join in the Academy next year."

Naruko jumped up and down with the prospect of becoming a kunoichi.

Jiraiya chuckled at this before telling Naruko to run along.

Jiraiya watched as the small child ran out of the office, before turning to Minato with a serious face.

Minato seeing this stood straight up and went into what Kushina would call it, his Hokage Mode.

Jiraiya looked into Minato's eyes before stating, "Minato, I found another Uzumaki."

Minato's eyes grew as he processed this information. "We got to tell Kushina that she has a living relative!"

Jiraiya looked panicked at Minato's words. "Minato, no! We can't reveal that theirs is another Uzumaki out there. Especially this one. She is incredibly invaluable to the other villages, and just by telling your wife, we can accidentally start off a while war between villages. And what would Danzo do? He would probably somehow get the Uzumaki roped into his ROOT program or something. We cannot allow this to happen. Do you understand?" Jiraiya sighed.

Minato looked at Jiraiya before slumping into his chair. "What do we do?"

"We have to wait." Jiraiya just stated.

Jiraiya sighed. "I also have word about a new organization called Akatsuki that has a gathering of S-ranked missing Nin."

Minato frowned. "Are they a threat?" He asked.

Jiraiya shook his head before saying, "Not now, but something tells me they are going to be big in the future."

Uchiha Compound

A cloaked figure stood over the roofs of the compounds hidden in the shadows.

A single sharingan eye scanned the whole area before disappearing into the air.

Itachi Uchiha, now in ANBU, was frowning as he felt the eyes of someone, or in this case, eye, staring right into him.

He quickly pulled out a wave of chakra before determining nothing was in his vicinity.

He quickly ran down the streets of the compound before entering his home.

Mikoto Uchiha was a calm and rational woman. She enjoyed raising two children and, while sometimes, a husband.

Mikoto was finishing up dinner when she heard someone enter the household.

When she saw Itachi, she smiled and asked Itachi about his day.

While Itachi loved his mother, he wasn't really much of a talker and just answered with a simple "Hn"

This made Mikoto slightly angry since her son just told her off like that.

With a sweet smile, she began glare at Itachi before saying, "Dear, did you have a good day?"

Itachi obviously shaken by the visage his mother giving him, replied with a hasty " Yes, Kaa-chan!"

Mikoto then let go of her scary sight before smiling at Itachi. "Than go wash up and get your brother."

Itachi nodded to his mother, before running off to find his younger brother.

Later Itachi found him by the Uchiha Compound personal lake trying to create the Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu at the scale of which Itachi and his father Fugaku could.

Sasuke, dissatisfied with the results tried mold his chakra again before a hand cane out of nowhere to get a hold of his shoulder.

Itachi smiling at his brother was easily impressed at the rate which he was progressing with the Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu.

Sasuke suddenly full of joy again full on hugged his older brother. "Nii-San! You're back!"

Itachi poked his brother's forehead affectionately before speaking. "Sasuke, you want some help?"

Sasuke with a stuck up attitude that would have made any Uchiha proud of, said arrogantly, "I'm an Uchiha, I don't need help."

Itachi looked at his brother with a slight smile of amusement spoke softly. "Otouto, sometimes when you need help, it's best to find from others rather than to find it on your own."

Then he proceeded to explain what Sasuke had been doing wrong with the Jutsu.

"You need to mix the chakra with the air before you breathe it out Otouto. You simply are firing the Jutsu before you give it a chance to mix." Itachi explained to Sasuke.

Sasuke with a light of understanding tried again, but this time he took longer to let the chakra mix with the air before breathing it out.

This lead to a awesome fireball that grew to the size of his house.

Sasuke obviously pleased with his fireball, hugged his brother in thanks.

Itachi held a gentle smile as he looked at his brother before ushering him home, so they could eat.

Uzushiogakure

A deep mist rolled over a land destroyed by three different countries in a single day.

That same mist revealed two people, I tall woman and a small boy walking down the devastated roads of Uzu.

Kyouko and Yukio kept on trudging through Uzu as they took in all of the destruction of the now dead village.

Kyouko ran her fingers over the small bridge that they were crossing as she remembered the route that they were taking.

Flashback

"Kyouko! Come on! Let's go play Ninja!" A small boy's voice cried out to her.

A slightly taller girl ran up behind the boy. "Nagato, slow down!"

Nagato giggled. His bright violet eyes shone with happiness. "Come on Nee-chan! Let's go play!"

Kyouko caught up the the boy and started breathing hard. Nagato and Kyouko had been running all over the village. The small three year old had been surprisingly really fast despite the small toddler legs that he carried.

Kyouko had been eight at the time.

She had just started her kenjutsu training from her father and was becoming one of the villages proud Fuinjutsu Mistresses.

Kyouko bopped her little brother's head.

Nagato whined in pain. "Nee-chan~" he complained as he rubbed his head.

"Nagato. We need to get back home. I have studying to do. I will play with you later, and it's late out. Let's go home." She reprimanded her little brother.

Nagato pouted as he nodded disappointed that his sister would not play with him.

Kyouko smiled as his pouting face. "Would you like a piggy back ride back home Nagato?" She asked.

Nagato gasped. His eyes filled with a glimmering light. "Yes!" He shouted, leaving his sister laughing at his reaction towards her.

As Kyouko took off she was happy with her little brother and never wanted the day to end.

End

Yukio watched with worry as he saw his mother start crying.

It was slow at first but it steadily grew into a stream of tears that continuously fell.

Kyouko regretted that day. The day before the attack.

She wanted so badly to take back that day just to spend more time with her brother. She wanted to hear him laugh at her jokes and she wanted to hold him close once more, like she had done long ago.

But after the invasion of Uzushiogakure, she had lost contact with her brother and had no idea what had happened to him and her family.

With bloodshot eyes, she looked over at the spot where her sensei used to teach her the arts of Fuinjutsu.

Arashi-sensei used to be an amazing teacher. He was almost like an older brother that she never had. He was funny and surprisingly young.

Kyouko couldn't lie, she had a crush on her sensei at one point.

But now all that remained was remains of a house that once stood.

Flashback

"Arashi-sensei!" Kyouko called out to the house which her sensei was staying at.

Thumps of scrambling footsteps could be heard as the eccentric Fuinjutsu master fumbled around to get to his student.

The door opened up to reveal a man in his 20's. His red hair was all over the place, and his eyes held a twinge of annoyance and tiredness.

When he looked down to see his prodigal student his lit up and he dragged his student in.

Arashi looked questioningly at Kyouko and asked, " What's going on Kyouko?"

Kyouko sighed in exasperation. "Sensei, have you forgotten what day it is and what you promised me?" She glared at her forgetful sensei as she spoke to him in a tired tone.

Arashi looked at her with a confused look on his face before a sudden dawning of understanding took over his face.

Arashi paled. "Shit." He muttered.

Kyouko tapped her little seven year old foot. "Well?" she waited for her answer.

Arashi laughed nervously at his little student. "I-I didn't forget Kyo-chan." he stuttered.

Kyouko raised an eyebrow.

Arashi broke under the cold gaze that his student was giving him, and fell down asking for forgiveness.

"BAKA-SENSEI!" A loud voice could be heard through the village. Few of the elders chuckled at the relationship of the teacher and student.

Time skip

"I still can't believe you forgot the very day that I was looking forward to other than my birthday and Nagano-chan's birthday." Kyouko huffed as she walked towards a festival.

Arashi lagged behind trying to pacify his young student's anger.

Kyouko looked balefully at her sensei. "You better get me something good at this festival sensei. Com-pen-sa-tion." Kyouko accented every word while sticking her hand out as if Arashi would hand her something

Arashi sweat dropped as he followed his student around. "I will get you that new sealing kit that you always asked for." He replied.

Kyouko gasped as stars twinkled in her eyes. "Really?!"

Arashi smiled at the reaction he had gotten out of his little student.

Kyouko whooped as she sped off into the festival which was a kind of Fuinjutsu convention.

End

Kyouko chuckled as more tears sprung from her eyes. She had remembered the day her sensei had taken her to the Fuinjutsu convention.

She looked down at the near worn out brush that hung from the side in her cloak.

She had never used another brush from that day on.

Yukio didn't know what to do as he saw his mother laughing and crying at the same time.

He knew that this place was important to his mother so he let her have a moment before tugging his mother's cloak signaling that he wanted to move on.

Kyouko looked down at Yukio as he looked up with a concerned face at his mother.

She ruffled his hair with a reassuring nod before walking down the desolate road.

They entered a house where it wasn't remotely broken down.

Kyouko slowly entered this home with a hesitant step, before looking around and breathing in the musty air of the house that had been in occupied for 20 years.

Kyouko spotted a broken frame on the ground before picking it up. She brushed off the broken glass and dirt.

The picture held four figures. The smiling face of Kyouko and her younger brother Nagato. The two adults were smiling like they were sharing a really funny secret.

Tears fell on the picture as Kyouko remembered the day when they took this family photo.

Flashback

"Nee-chan! Come on!" A small voice pierced the beautiful air as Kyouko's family was about to take their family photo.

Kyouko was busy trying to tie her hair in a bun when two soft hands took her hair and started putting them in a bun.

Kyouko looked up as she spotted her mother smiling down at her. "Kaa-chan!"She exclaimed.

Kyouko's mother looked affectionately at her and told her, "You know, you are becoming more and more beautiful every day. Something needs or later your papa might have to fend off other boys from you." She teased.

Kyouko grew bright red as she listened to her mother's words.

"Kaa-chan~!" She exclaimed at her laughing mother.

"Come on, Kyouko. Your Papa and Nagato are waiting for you." Kyouko's mother told her.

They all huddled up next to each other before activating the camera that took their picture.

End

Yukio looked questioningly at the photo before looking at his mother. "Kaa-chan? Who are those people in the photo? Where are we?"

Kyouko looked at Yukio with the same smile her mother had given her on the day of the invasion. "Yukio-chan, this was my family a long time ago when I used to live here. This man was your Ojii-san and this woman was your Obaa-san. This is me and this was your Oji-san when he was 3 years old."

Yukio looked at the picture with a new light, as it showed the family that he was supposed to have. "Where are they Kaa-chan?" He asked.

Kyouko faced her son and told him the most innocent answer she could think of. "Your Ojii-San and Obaa-chan are asleep. Your Oji-San is just lost Yukio."

Yukio looked at his mother with a sad face. He knew what she had. Want by sleeping. He had seen few people "fall asleep" by his mother's hand multiple times by accident.

"So they are dead." He said with a blunt tone. Kyouko winced as she failed in telling her son that they are dead.

Yukio furrowed his brows. "Than what happened to Oji-San?" He asked.

Kyouko smiled with a sad tone. "I don't know Yukio. I don't know."

Kyouko sighed as she looked ov r the damage of the house. She thought to herself and how they were going to live here for the next few years.

"Yukio." She called out.

"Yes, Kaa-chan?" He answered.

"Unpack your stuff. You can explore what remains and we can live here for a while." Kyouko said while still taking in the deathly quiet household that had used to be full of laughter and happiness.

Yukio nodded before unsealing all of his belongings and found an empty room to set up his stuff in.

Yukio than left his mother to her memories before venturing out the house. He placed a simple tracking seal on the house so he doesn't get lost and than ventured out of the house.

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