Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or its characters, that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Naruto or its characters, that right belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: Kikyo/Kagome 7, Itachi 6, Shisui 8, Bankotsu 15, Kakashi 15, Asuma Sarutobi 15, Rookie 9 All but Hinata Born at this point. Neji, Tenten, Rock Lee 1. So if you do not like that, I politely ask you toturn around and leave now. Because I don't see the point in you wasting your time and mine.


Kikyo stood there, her face pale as she held her hands above her head. Terror, sheer terror, was holding her still as she looked down at her now unconscious twin. Said twin who'd been acting very strange the last two days. As if something was wrong, but when asked said it was nothing. And not able to sense a lie from her, Kikyo had done nothing by saying nothing to the family. More specifically, their parents. And now she wished she had said something.

Before her was the aftermath of a giant chakra based Fox, or the Kyuubi no Kitsune, she had read the books, studied. Kikyo knew it was sealed in Kushina, who had just given birth apparently from the look of awe, sadness, and horror the haunted the faces of the former third Hokage, Minato the current fourth Hokage, their mother, and the few Anbu who had survived the rampage of the newly released Kyuubi. Of course, in all reality, she should not even be where she stood right now. But her nerves had been on edge all day long, then having Kagome sit up in her bed, eyes glazed over before just slipping from her bed and leaving.

It scared Kikyo that Kagome hadn't answered her calls, or reacted other than to shrug her off and continue walking to where she now lay — swallowing as the soft cry of the newborn baby rent the air. Yet still, she refused to drop her barrier. She was having seen what she had seen. Everything in her screamed that she had to stay and protect her sister. Who had done something that should have been impossible? The proof was sitting there looking like a shell of a man staring blankly at the corpse of his wife.

"Kikyo?"

Blinking a few times as she raised her eyes up from the ground, she saw everyone staring at her. Her mother, Sarutobi, Anbu, and Elder Kaede. She knew she had to say something. Anything. Taking a deep breath she opened her mouth to tell them what occurred before the questions could be asked, Kikyo found no words willing to spill from her lips — blinking again only to feel the world sway as her barrier blinked a few times before she felt utterly exhausted and the world went black. Faintly she heard the calls of her mother, filled with worry. Her mind was blurring, and everything was seeming like a dream.


Kun Loon was beside herself. The worst-case scenario had happened while she had been helping to deliver Kushina's baby. It was stressful trying to deliver the boy who wanted to be breech, needing turned around, and maintain the seals enough that the Kyuubi no Kitsune couldn't break free. Then someone in a mask had shown up. Their aura so dark is had made her feel ill and broke her concentration just enough that the seal shattered just as the baby was finally allowed to be born into the world.

Her eyes filled with fear as the Kyuubi had wreaked havoc to the village, to her little district of Konoha. Worried about her daughters didn't help as she had to place up her barrier to protect the newborn little boy, Naruto. His wails being drowned out by the anger that the Kyuubi was showing upon the village walls and those who fought. Each time life was taken, she felt it resonate with her Holy power. And she sent up a silent prayer as she watched Minato fight off the strange man.

Though when his hands began to flash through seals, she knew very well, Kun Loon would admit to feeling scared to her core. But, at that time, she knew it was the only way to take care of the raging Bijuu. What none of them had expected was a brilliant flash of lilac and silver light to envelop the area, just as Minato was halfway through sealing the Kyuubi in him. The Shinigami were standing behind him, waiting for the jutsu to be finished. What had confused Kun Loon was the feel of that light. It was divine energy and so pure and powerful. The likes that hadn't been seen in almost a hundred years, according to the Clan records.

Letting her eyes drop down to the head of black hair that was spread around her youngest daughter's head like a dark halo, Kun Loon wondered why the two girls were there. When they were finally able to question Kikyo, she said she followed Kagome, who had just woken up and didn't listen to her calls and pleas to stay in the house in the compound. Only for them to end up where they were. From there, even Yamanaka said that her mind was a blank. Something had happened. And seeing Kikyo standing over Kagome maintaining a barrier, the instant thought was that Kikyo had produced such a pure aura. But that was wrong; her instincts told her that it wasn't Kikyo who had done something to the Kyuubi.

A soft groan had Kun Loon looking up and at the other bed in her Clans' infirmary. There lay Minato, who, for all purposes, should be dead. But he was very much alive, though his career as a ninja was done and over with. The Chakra pathways in his body were burned beyond what any medic-nin in the village was capable of healing. There was only one person who could do it, and the Elders had stated that she had left the village and refused to send anyone to a person who'd turn their back on their village over the smallest thing of losing not just their lover, but a younger brother.

Kun Loon had wanted to strangle the damn idiots. They were old, like Hiruzen. In fact, if she recalled, they were his fellow genin team or something like that. Standing up, Kun Loon walked over to the other bed and knelt over it and giving a small smile to the blank blue gaze that stared up at her. It was the first time in three days that Minato had awakened.

"Kun?"

Letting out the breath she heald, Kun Loon gave a small nod at the unspoken question he didn't ask. Watching as pain appeared on his face. She knew that pain. They'd found her husband Ryoga crushed body in the rubble. He had died protecting the small child who was mentally scarred for life. But she had her children to keep living for, even though her own Bonded was gone. It meant a half-life for her because their bond was complete. And she hoped that Minato would be willing to accept the same route since he had a small child of his own.

"I am sorry, Minato. But your son, Naruto lives," she said, watching as his eyes went wide. "That is not all Minato, and I hate to be the bearer of more bad news. But it is only right. Not me, or this village's best Medic-nin could heal the damage to your Chakra pathways. You can no longer be a ninja."

She didn't think he could get any paler, but he did. His tan skin was looking almost translucent and jaundice. He had lived his whole life with one goal and job. Being a Ninja that served his village and being the Hokage. His term was short. But he had made changes, good ones. And now he had to live. Hell, she wouldn't let him take the cowards way out. Kushina would hate it. And he didn't have room to wallow in his pity.

Putting on her sternest face when he turned his head away, Kun Loon bent over the best she could and grabbed it and jerked it back toward her. Letting their eyes meet as she stared at him, feeling her own eyes burn with the tears she had tried not to cry.

"Dammit Minato, you are not the only person to lose someone. I am fucking pregnant, and my husband is dead. His body crushed by a wall protecting a child. I will be due 3 to 4 months, and I am not going to quit living. I have my children just like you have Naruto," she snapped as she let her fingers dig into the flesh of his chin for a few seconds before letting it go. "And I give you the offer to be accepted into my Clan. As you have no family and probably know next to nothing about babies."

Seeing his shock at her actions, then her words had Kun Loon doing her best to control her emotions. Having grown up with Minato, she knew about his past. How lonely he was and why he had to prove himself. To be the best. To be Hokage that he was an inspiration to all around him for rising as he had. A genius that still had potential just had to find a way to make use of it.

"You... Kun Loon?" he asked.

"Yes, I am serious. The Clan Elders already agree and have the paperwork ready for if and when you decide to take it. It means that you'll have a family, and so will Naruto," She stated.

"I... Thank you..." Minato whispered voice hoarse with emotion as tears began to fall. "The Kyuubi? What happened?"

"While you should be dead, you are not. And it is sealed inside Naruto as you wanted. And it is not a secret. I have my suspicions on who leaked that information, but the seal is reinforced by myself. Now rest. I will be back later to check on you and Kagome."

At the way he turned his head so fast that it popped, Kun Loon watched as confusion crossed his features at seeing her youngest in the bed next to him. With another small shake of her head, she turned her back, giving a soft click of her tongue. Just to have one of the servants entered the room and see Minato was awake. Not looking back at him, because she didn't want to talk about it, Kun Loon left the room.


Bankotsu sat there on the edge of the bed, Kakashi, Kikyo at the other end, while Minato just sat on the next bed over watching Kagome cry. Her face buried into her knees. He knew that she wasn't lying when she said she didn't even recall leaving her room that night. Was stricken with grief over the loss of their father and Lady Kushina. The latter whom she had grown very close to in the last few months of her pregnancy. Reaching out a hand, he began to stroke the back of her head while she mumbled partially incoherently about it all being her fault.

What was her fault was not clear as she couldn't tell them? Just that she did something terrible and it was all her fault that the ones she cared for died. It killed a small part of him on the inside. Her mind was as blank as Kikyo's, according to Yamanaka, who had used his Clan's technique on them to try and find out what was not being said. And the fact both were blank as if something had wiped it away, leaving no trace either was very disturbing. Even a Genjutsu would have to leave telltale signs.

"Kagome, please don't blame yourself. You didn't do anything to kill them. It was the Kyuubi that appeared," He said softly.

When she lifted her face to look at him, Bankotsu felt his blood freeze in his veins. The look in her eyes was so haunted. As if death had taken up residence there, but was not claiming her soul for the afterlife.

"I did... and I know it. But I don't know what I did..." She whispered before hiding her face against her knees again.

"If you want to accept the blame for it, fine. But know that I am not blaming you for the loss of my wife. And I know that no one blames you for the death of your father, who was heroic to the end," Minto started from his seat on his bed, where he was holding his son. "Just know this; if you keep up like this, your mother will not be pleased. She is trying so hard to be strong and live for you and your brother and sister, Kagome."

Bankotsu shot him a grateful look, though he was a bit annoyed with how the normally cheery man spoke to his little sister. It was a bit harsh though it was the truth. Minato was to be accepted into their family once everyone was able to attend the adoption ceremony as their family was not one to just take in any old stray off the street. It was another reason why he, himself, hadn't tried to date yet.

When a loud sniffle came from his sister, Bankotsu looked down to see her head tilted to the side and looking at Minato. Her face scrunched up as if she was thinking of something severe and unpleasant. When it smoothed out, and a soft sigh that sounded as if she was exasperated escaped her lips.

"Kagome, Minato is right," Kakashi said softly as he moved from where he stood next to Kikyo. "I lost my father when I was young. He did something that a lot of ninjas consider weak, pathetic. And he was taken off rotation for missions, became a drunk, and killed himself. I live with almost everyone looking at me like I am a pariah because of my father. But I think... I think my dad is a hero for putting human life before the mission."

Bankotsu knew what it cost for his friend to talk about that. But he never took his eyes from his little sister. Noting how shock appeared on her face as she lifted it to look at Kakashi — feeling shame for her actions and self-accusations. Between Minato and Kakashi words, Bankotsu felt that Kagome was being pulled from the dark mire of her mind and emotions.

"You hear that Pipsqueak; they are rising above their grief and loss. And do not think that you are the first and only one to ever blame themselves for something. Nor will you be the last, so stop being a cry baby, or I will take a picture and give it to Itachi and Shisui," He said. His tone was making light of the current mood and situation. "And then you can have them breathing down your neck since they have been hounding mother and the Elders to visit you."

The look of horror on Kagome's face at his words had everyone laughing as she violently shook her head no. He knew that she had never cried before those two. That their bond, while small, was strong. And that they were worried about her having been unconscious for four days. And then unwell enough for the last three was straining them.


He put the glass ball back on its pillow. Eye closing as he let a small smile curled his lips. Hiruzen Sarutobi wasn't too happy at being back in the Hokage Office, but until a suitable replacement was found, he was stuck with it. And having just seen his cousin's youngest daughter look utterly horrified as others laughed was a good sign.

Picking up his pipe from where it lay, he put it to his lips and pulled out a match and struck it. Once the tobacco was lit, and he puffed on it for a bit, he thought about what needed to be done. They were currently in a position of weakness, with several people dead and many missing. A wall destroyed by the Kyuubi, which was sealed in Minato's son.

He narrowed his eyes and glared at the door to his office. There was only one person who'd be dumb enough, and vindictive enough, to let that knowledge slip to the village. And he had done his best to say that Minato had to seal it again and chose his son to try and paint the boy in a good light. The light of a hero. But until he had the proof to nail that sneaky bastard to the wall, Hiruzen knew his hands were tied.

A soft knock on the door drew him from his thoughts. Looking at the ceiling through his hat, he called for the person to enter. A bit surprised when a Jonin came in with a familiar face. Arching an eyebrow at the grief-stricken young man, Hiruzen motioned for the boy to come forward with one hand, while the other shooed the Jonin out of the office.

"Iruka, tell me why you were brought to my office, please," He stated as he clasped his hands on his desk, patiently waiting for the youth to speak.

TBC!