Episode Two: Cherry Blossoms, and Red Sunflowers.
Ōkami island's tall hills whistled with the tall grass. Farmers came, and with scythes held high, fell the weeds. The town of Haruhana, with its wooden walls overlooking the western straights, and the nearby island of Himawari, bustled with activity. The Nishikawa Straight had small boats on it, fishermen trying to score ocean trout before they headed to the western rivers of Anima's shoreline. Shamisen music filled air, and in the town square, Minato walked. He was grabbing a few items from the markets. Enough to fill up his pack, various foods in containers, and a sweet treat of honey comb he harvested from nearby trees.
A large shadow was casted over him, a thunder cloud was surrounding Saru Mountain. The storm being caused by the temperature difference from the volcanic mountain. Minato saw large eagles flying over the nearby oak trees. They must have a nest somewhere, and he smiled when one spiraled midair, as if gesturing to one another the other eagle spiraled with it as well. It gave Minato an idea, looking at it, and decided to try it out later. His clothes flapping with a large gust of wind coming from the straight in front of him.
He wore a haori that was yellow in color, with blue wave embroidery. His light blue hakama pants shuffled from the wind. Under the haori he wore a white, long-sleeved shirt. Seagulls screeched overhead, and various birdsong could be heard around the area. Grabbing ahold of his pack, he marched toward the docks. There, he ran into a young man with scarred face. He looked at Minato, smiling, his deer hide jacket fluttering from a sudden gust.
"Shikaku-san," Minato greeted with a smile, "Are the Nara returning from the conclave?"
Shikaku shook his head, "Not at this time, Minato-san. My clan elders see it fit to remain in Himawari for a while longer."
"Ah, politics," Minato drawled.
"Is there truly no greater waste of time," Nara stated with open arms. "My friend, I heard you ventured into Kashima last winter."
"Yeah, my father and I. We were hunting deer, and my father laid traps in the wrong area." Minato told Shikaku.
The man with brown, spiked ponytail laughed, "Lord Jiraiya continues to always read maps wrong. The Gods blessed that man with charm, but no brain for navigation."
"That actually reminds, Shikaku, you'll never believe what I rescued in your woods." Minato says, taking seat on the bench near him.
Shikaku took a seat next to him, propping his arm up on his leg, "Alright I'm all ears."
"Kitsune," Minato told him as he smiled brightly, "It was trapped by one of my father's errand traps. Grimm were also in the area, I got there in the nick of time."
"Oh, be silent fool, you're telling me a fantasy. Kitsune are just spirits," Shikaku laughed at Minato's word. "Let me guess, it transformed into a woman and kissed you?"
"Well, no, just ran off." Minato deadpanned, looking at deflated at Shikaku's laughter.
Humming, Shikaku looked at him, "Right, and The Goddess Matatabi is my mother."
"It's fine if you don't believe, besides, I am heading back to Kashima today." Minato told him as he got up from the bench. "By the way, I haven't seen The Uchiha for moment."
"They're skulking about Himawari," Shikaku tells Minato before getting up to stretch.
Yawning, Shikaku starts walking away from the peer. He noted the winds carrying winter's chill still. He turned to Minato, smiling at him. The young blonde man was slightly confused, but he noted that older boy noted his outfit. Shikaku pointed at him, smirking.
"You on the prowl, Minato? Finally listening to your father in regard to a wife?" Shikaku inquired.
"Nope," Minato laughed while rubbing the back of his head, "I'm just taking these to a friend."
Shikaku chuckled, looking at the blonde-haired youth, "You were always a terrible liar outside of Shinobi business."
Minato surrenders with a defeated sigh, "Yeah, I know."
"Have fun on your excursion to my side of the island," Shikaku stated with his back turn, hand up to waive the younger man off.
"How would you even know. I could be heading toward Abarame side?" Minato chided, smirking.
Shikaku shouts back at him, not even turning to face him, "Then enjoy the mosquitos, since that's where they'll start breeding."
"Damn," Minato lowered his head, and looked as Shikaku went into the crowd at the town.
"You're always the smart one," Thought Minato as he boarded a small boat. "Hopefully we can go on a mission together soon."
Shimazu was busy, fishermen bringing in their daily catch. He walked along the docks, yawning as the morning air was much softer near Kashima. His eyes trailed over to the nearby markets, seeing various trades being applied. Weavers were working with last years stock of wool, flax, and cotton import. The wheels spun, producing thread. Butchers cutting stags into venison, and wild boar to pork. Drinking water from his flask, he watched as several children ran about. They were pretending to be Shinobi, some of them may even go to the island of Himawari for actual Shinobi training.
He was a boy when he managed to get into the academy. Very few youths actually qualified for the training, fewer still passed. One in every in six would make it to graduation. Shinobi life was just as dangerous the mainland Huntsmen, but even more so since they had technology while The Shizen didn't. in a way, that was the only real disadvantage Minato could think of Shizen life, no modernity save for electric generators. Minato looked up to the sky, stopping to see how the clouds looked.
The weather for the Shizen Islands was temperamental. Storms often accompanied spring but were generally manageable. He chided himself a little, because of all things he forgotten, it would was his proper rain gear. He mumbled to himself, going into the markets. He felt his pack, making sure that the compartment he needed was clear of debris. He nodded, reassuring himself, and then walked forward toward the butcher's shop.
Walking, his pack slung over his shoulder, Minato stopped at the butcher. He picked out a small three-pound slab of venison. It was handed to him, wrapped in wax paper, and he placed it in a separate part of the pack. He walked away after giving the butcher a few paper bills. He adjusted the pack on his shoulder as he walked away from the village. Shimazu was around five hours away from where he needed to be, and the young man didn't want to waste anymore time.
A gust of wind made tall grass shift around him, he instinctively grabbed his kunai at his waist, but noted it was just a small red fox. It looked at him, yipping, and then dashing into the woods. Minato remembered that Foxes, and by definitive extension, Kitsune were patrons of Kurama. Perhaps these foxes were meant to guide him, a sign, or were they there for a cruel prank? Minato knew better than to blindly follow, so he kept a few paces behind the fox just in case it led him into its prank. For all he knew it could've been a Kitsune in disguise of a normal fox, damn Shikaku's disbelief.
As if by magic, the fox in front of him disappeared! He heard the pattering of paws against shrubbery and moved to where it could be. It was seemingly waiting on him, yipping and cackling, trying to get his attention. Minato bent down, finding large tracks on the newly formed mud, he noted that they were deer tracks, very large deer tracks.
Bewildered, he followed the fox into woods. He noted that it was very nimble, easily dodging over fallen deadwood. Minato noted that the Nara clan would soon be scouring the area, grabbing this deadwood up to prevent a huge forest fire. He noted that sunflowers were growing in the area, which was strange since they normally needed much more sunlight to do so. One sunflower stood out to him, beckoning him, it was red in color. It reminded him of her hair, he went over to it, plucking it up from the ground. The fox watched him from nearby, its yellow eyes glowing a little before dashing further into the forest.
He twirled the flower between his fingers. Smiling, he smelled =, and noted the scent of cinnamon. He was bewildered but put the flower in his pack. He got to hiking over the shrubs, avoiding thornbush, and feet cutters. Eventually coming to the game trail his father, and him had been on a four months ago. He nodded to himself and began following the trail. The former deadwood replaced by newly blossomed cherry blossom trees, oak trees, and various other small bushes. In winter one could see for miles, but now in spring it was prime conditions for an ambush spot.
Along the trail he continued to see signs of spring taking dominance. Where dead grass, and deadwood laid at last years moss was starting to grow. Flowers, mostly iris, were growing around the decaying logs. Mushrooms of all sizes grew on deadwood, and even Minato could see wild roses growing near some of broken shrubbery. He winced, however, when he accidentally caught his arm on a newly grown thornbush. He saw the scratch, rolling his eyes, he simply used water in the flask to flush the wound out. He looked down the trail, seeing yet another fox, this time the creature simply stared at him.
"What is with the foxes just wanting my attention today?" Minato observed, curiously watching as the vulpine sniffed the air.
It perked up when he walked closer. The white coat of the fox flowed in the winds coming from the ocean about ten miles back. The chilled air made him slightly shiver, but he pressed forward. The fox yipped at him, making a kind of cackling sound. The young man walked over to it. The fox turned around, dashing off on the trail in the direction he was going to walk anyway. He decided to just go ahead and walk with it, slugging through the fresh mud on the ground. He picked up tall grass, wrapping them into bundles, intent of using as kindling to start a pit fire.
A loud cry of a stag filled the air, making Minato stop his walk. He looked for any marker stones, finding one, knowing that he was in Nara territory. He moved toward where the wailing stag was, finding it in a bunch of thornbushes. The stag looked very young, only have four points on the antlers, and not even of breeding age. Normally Minato would have an easy kill, but any deer in Nara territory was limits. He bent down, grabbing the spots of the vines with needles, and pulled them off one by one. The young stag got loose, bleating out a call, and looking at the blonde-haired man.
It's seemingly glowed, which bewildered Minato, but just chalked it up to his imagination. The young fawn bleated out another call, and a mighty stag entered the area. This stag was three times the size of the younger one, as large as a car he had seen in Mistral city. Its horns were easily thirteen points, maybe even fifteen if he squinted. Its chest heaved, it seemed to pass judgement upon first glance. It roared a mighty cry, which could be heard throughout the area. Minato's eyes widen when a herd of fifteen deer emerged, each giving a lower roar. The might herd leader approached Minato, stumping its feet into the ground.
He realized that he was in danger, jumping up high using chakra, and landed in a tree as the mighty stag charged! The impact on the tree was massive, he saw leaves shake loose, tall branches wiggle about, and even a few twigs snap off. The stag roared, its large body slamming against the tree, and if Minato had been less experienced, he would have lost his footing. Unfortunately for the raging stag, Minato was an experienced Shinobi, and instead found himself sitting cross legged on the tree. The deer gave one more, massive slam against the tree, and then breathed heavily as it glared up at him.
Minato simply responded by waiving at it, it snorted at him, spitting mucus up which proceeded to splash in the blonde's face! The deer seemingly chuckled, walking away with its herd. The young man got up to his feet, fist up, eyes full of fire. His teeth grown unnatural sharp, as his eyes burned with rage! The mucus trailing down his hair.
"Hey, you bastard, don't ever come out of this side of the forest, I was just helping your kid!" Minato roared out at it, and then flicked it off. "Screw you, and your damn herd, asshole!"
His last shout echoed in the woods for a moment, then he heard it, a bear's roar. Except he knew that it wasn't a bear, especially when he felt the tree suddenly topple over. He was quick enough to dodge the tree, if not, he'd been crushed by it. An easy target for the monstrous bear behind him. He slid on the mud upon landing, nearly sliding into the thorny vines that fawn had been caught in earlier!
His instincts came to life, he brought his arms up just in time to block a swipe of the beast's massive paw. It sent him flying, and without hesitation, he threw a kunai high into the air. In a flash of yellow, he found himself above the treetops, looking down at his assailant. His eyes widened when dozens of black needles surged into the air all at once. Weaving midair, Minato eyes locked onto the massive Grimm's. He barely dodged the last needle, landing in a tree to face the beast.
The beast roared out, bearing its spiked teeth, its bearlike face betrayed by its body's features. Armored like an armadillo, black spines chittering as needles regrew along the back of it. This was a beast very few mainland Huntsmen ever encountered, and fewer still lived from the battle that followed. It was a malformed creature, a hybrid, a very rare form of Grimm. Minato grabbed another kunai, dual wielding them as he stayed above ground. The more he looked at it, he found the creature's main body was that of armadillo gilded lizard, something very rare out of deserts. He noted the bear's face was little vertically flat, something akin to reptilian. Which meant this beast was either here by accident or transported here somehow.
It glared up at him, its spine fully regrown into a mass of needles no different than a porcupine. It aimed them at Minato, who noted little stringy fibers out of one as it launched! He casually knocked it away with his kunai, despite being the length of his arm. The young so the fiber falling, and dissolving, as it hit the ground. The beast had targeted him midair, despite him just teleporting there earlier, and the brief moment was too short for something to simply release. These needles were semi-guided, almost like the Atlassian wired missiles.
He needed to test them, see their limits, and so he weaved a single hand sign. Multiple plumes of smoke arose around the young man. Soon, not just one Minato stood, but five. They all looked indistinguishable from the original, and each held kunai knives of their own. Without any needed words, two of them launched themselves forward toward the beast, its spines chittering before launching the needles. Both of those Minato clones were struck dead on in the heart, disappearing into smoke soon after.
"Before it launches a lot, it builds up pneumatic pressure by causing its spines to chitter. It must have gas pockets inside of its body, which react to the chittering, and it would explain how one could be launched silently from before. Its speed at launch is incredible, faster than my clones can react. From this distance, I have the time to react, but up close it'll get dicey." Minato backed jump to another tree branch, forming two more clones to replace the others.
The four Minato clones stood in unison, and then without a word started running in opposite directions. They encircled the Grimm, this hybrid beast, and moved in for an attack. Two of the clones from directly in front and behind died immediately, stabbed with needles after it started chittering. Minato's dying clone from the rear sent information to him, and he remembered their being eyes at the back of the beast. The other two clones got closer, only for intense chittering to fill air. Minato only had seconds to react as needles exploded in all directions, like a shrapnel bomb!
He got behind the tree, needles barely penetrating the bark. He then noted a fluid leaking from it, greenish in color. Venom, perhaps even poison, he didn't dare touch it. He formed five more clones and sent them speeding in different directions to act as bait. The beast roared out as its massive frame moved forward, two spear like spines jutting out from the front. One of the clones became speared, disappearing into a cloud of smoke that blinded the beast, just in time for Minato to and the clones to get close. Reaching into his pouch he then weaved hand seals, electricity crackling in his hand as the clones did the same.
"Lightning Style: Lightning Spear!" Minato and his clones yelled as he ripped through the creature's sides!
The beast screamed in pain, rearing its head back to give a shrill scream. Minato felt the gas pockets inside the beast, implanting an explosive tag he had taken out of the pouch during his charge. Backing away, he watched as the back hump of the beast expanded out from the paper bomb's explosion, flames spitting out of the various holes Minato and his clones created. The giant Grimm weakly groaned, trying to push itself up, the mere fact it was still alive was a testament to its strength!
It laid still for a moment, but then suddenly, a single needle shot forward. Minato didn't have to dodge it, instead he angled his body to where it hit his shoulder. He turned around, grabbing another paper bomb, attaching it to his kunai, which he then sent sailing all in one motion! The kunai landed in the beast's mouth, making the head explode, but Minato fell to his knees afterward.
That green liquid was a paralytic agent! He already felt his body tensing up, he realized in horror that the beast's main goal was to have even a cut on a victim. One cut, small or large, and its venom would paralyze you. Minato had heard of missing people along the trail a couple months, chalking it up to just a normal Grimm ambush. He thought other Shinobi cleared it out, apparently some of those Shinobi didn't come back! Grunting, he fell face first into the mud. He attempted to reach into his pack, looking for the general antidote his mother had created for encounters with venomous Grimm. He couldn't reach it, and then the horror dawned on him as he heard something running from behind him. He felt, with his last feeling in his hand, a furry appendage reaching into the pack. All he could feel was a pinch, a very small pinch, in his neck as the needle of the antidote sunk in. His eyes widened, but then they closed as he passed out.
The venom, and subsequent medicine, taking a toll on his body.
"You're awake!" He heard a girl cry out, the very first words he heard in what he believed to be forever.
He leaned up, coughing a little, noting that he was in cave. A fire was burning bright, several foxes surrounding it for warmth, one of them was very large. The fox looked at him, it had violet eyes, and five tails. It moved from the flame, walking over to him. It slowly began to transform, his eyes widening as it transformed into a girl he remembered all too well.
Kushina stood there, her tails transforming into her obi to hold her clothes together. She reached over to him, but he backed his head a little bit. She frowned, but then smiled as one of the foxes in her company walked toward him with a bowl of ramen in its mouth. He looked at it, and then at her, confused. She nervously rubbed the back of his head, exposing her foxlike ears.
"I was going to tell you, I promise," She said while looking away. "I was hoping three days ago, when we were you know…doing the courting thing you humans do."
She sighs, and looked at him with a saddened smile, "Now you probably think I'm going to eat you, or something…"
"Well," Minato chuckles out drawing her attention, "I wouldn't I got a paralytic venom in me."
She giggled, wiping a tear away, "I gave you that thing you were reaching for."
"My syringe," Minato realizes and looked at her, "You saved my life."
Kushina smiled warmly, "I guess we're even now, Minato-san."
She got up to walk away, but then felt a hand on hers. Blushing, she looked down, seeing Minato holding her hand. He wasn't able to get up, but she helped him lean up against the cave wall. She smiles, reaching down, helping take the chopsticks from the bowl. The fox that was holding the bowl was wagging its tail, watching them.
"Chochotsune," Kushina states the fox's name, "Please guard the cave entrance."
The fox yipped, running toward the cave's entrance. Minato looked at her, "Are they your pets?"
"Heavens no," Kushina laughs as she sat next to him, "They're my honor guard."
"Kushina-san, did I hear you right, an honor guard?" Minato inquired, he straightened, noting that the foxes were all staring at him now.
He then noted that each one had a different set of tails. The highest being three, it was an entire cave of Kitsune, and the only one with a single tail was the red fox. One of the Kitsune was scrounging through his pack, pulling out various items. It held up a flower, the red sunflower, and his journal. Minato wanted to tell it to stop, but he sighed as food entered his mouth. He swallowed, noting the sweet taste. She smiled, looking him in the eyes.
"That Grimm, it wasn't exactly normal, what was it?" Minato inquired.
Kushina fed him another bit of the ramen, answering him, "A Dokuju."
"Dokujo?" Minato resounded and then caught his mistake, "A Dokuju?!"
"Yes," Kushina says with a frown, "Those beasts only come when called by The Dark Queen."
"That Dark Queen, like the myths?" Minato inquired, and then looked horrified, "Oh Gods she exists?!"
She nods, and sighs, "I fear that she thinks I'm here."
"Why would she want to hunt you, I mean specifically, you?" Minato continued to inquire, looking her into her eyes.
Kushina bit her lip, "I've probably gave you too much already, Minato-san. I'm sorry, this is my war, and I'm not going to drag someone so kind into it."
"Oh no you don't," Minato chided lightly as he smiled. "Minato Namikaze doesn't back down from a challenge, I don't care if she's real, I'll kick her ass back to Yomi if I have to."
Kushina laughed a little, "You certainly have bravery, you remind of Oki, the brave warrior who served under my uncle."
"Your uncle, but isn't Oki a servant under Son Goku?" Minato questioned as he remembered the texts he read as a child.
She nodded, and smiled brightly, "Oki has been gone for a while, he fell in battle six hundred years ago against The Dark Queen."
Minato frowned, and then tried to straighten up more. She placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him, he noticed that he had a bandage on his shoulder. It was very poorly wrapped, but it was manageable. He then noted the unusually sweet scent coming from it, and how the bandages stuck to it. He looked over at his pack, noting that the jar of honey he had was nearly empty, and chuckled slightly.
"You only needed some honey to fill the wound," Minato told her as she smiled. "I thank you for your caring of me, I could never repay you for saving my life."
She smiled, and held his hand, "You're the first human I've met that is kind to my kind, most of the time they attack us for pests."
"Well, I think they're fools, the lot of them. I can't wait to tell father about this, and mother." Minato rubbed the back of his head, noting Kushina frown.
She looked him in the eye, "You can't tell anyone about her being real. The moment she thinks a person, or people know, she'll bring forth death. I am putting you at mortal risk just by saying what I did earlier."
"I'm not scared of her," Minato states with bravado, "I promise that I'll protect you."
She blushed madly, looking away with a smile, "Careful with the choice of words, please, you make it sound like you wish to court me."
"What if I do?" Minato questioned, a smile forming on his face, "I'm not rich, or have a title to myself…but I all I could think about was seeing you again."
She turned to him, looking shocked slightly, "You thought of me all winter?"
"Of course," Minato smiled warmly at her, "You're majestic."
"You do realize that by having an honor guard that makes me a princess, right?" She asked him, looking deep into his eyes.
He chuckles, and placed a hand on her face, "Then I am at your service, Kushina-Hime."
Spring fell into summer's arm soon after.
Kushina was walking through the town of Haruhana, her honor guard hidden the shadows. She walked with Minato, with his arm wrapped around hers. Men stared, women gawked at the beautiful girl, and all the while she had a sun umbrella over her head held by the loose hand of Minato. The heat had grown tremendously since the turning of seasons. He stood by her side, smiling brightly. She smiled brightly and took in the scenery. This was the first time she was in a human settlement for a while. She noted a few Faunus among them and smiled as children ran by. It reminded her of her old home, where Kitsune could roam freely, but those were many lifetimes ago.
She was motioned inside of a house and saw Jiraiya with a blonde woman. They both smiled at her, welcoming her inside.
Summer soon felt the chill of Autumn, and harvest soon cometh.
Kushina was shopping for gifts and was picking out something for Minato's mother. Her honor guard had been dispersed around the village, to remain there. She decided to take up permanent residence inside of the town. With Minato gone another year long mission, she would wait patiently with his parents. Although some men tried to court her, she turned them all down. Her eyes were solely transfixed on the young man who saved her life. Her knowledge of the mortal world only grew, and she began to learn medicine under the stern teachings of his mother.
Lady Tsunade Namikaze was not one to be trifled. She ran Kushina ragged, but she never revealed her true nature to her. She took it all in stride and found happiness when she found acceptance in the Namikaze family. Her father never really enjoyed humans, save for one, and that was thousands of years ago. She thought of that man and noted that even with few millennia passed by since his passing, her father talked about him. For such a moral man, let alone human, to have such an impact on him. That man must have been a great hero, perhaps the greatest of them all.
She found herself growing more in love with the family she's come to be in. There wasn't a doubt in her mind that come next year, perhaps she'd be asked to become Kushina Uzumaki-Namikaze.
The changed faster than she could remember, but the day had arrived after three more bitter winters. Her forever summers.
Minato stood with a black kimono on, with a haori embroidered with his family symbol on it. Kushina stood next to him, both of them smiling brightly as his father presided over the wedding. Words, vows, and promises were exchanged between them. Minato held Kushina tightly, and after a moment, they kissed passionately. Kushina honor guard, though not in attendance, watched from a distance. Among themselves, talks of another royal to look after passed between them all, but one of them felt something was coming.
Something that would forever change their world, Chochotsune stood amongst them as the elder. He watched as his princess took her marital vow, sealing them with a human manner, and then took a deep breath as he led the other Kitsune around the forest surrounding Ōkami. To stand ever vigilant, guarding over their mistress's patron home.
Two more cycles, seasons passing in a blur, until one spring day…
Kushina waited for her husband to return. Sitting on a bench looking over the Nishikawa Straight. Fishing boats attempting to gain their daily toll. He had left last winter for a special investigation into rumors of Mistralian Huntsmen being sighted scouting Kashima's shores. Children ran about behind her, fireworks in hand to celebrate the spring festival. She slowly rubbed her slightly bulging stomach. She looked at the waters and felt someone sit to her. Her mother-in-law, Tsunade, and felt an arm come around her protectively.
"He'll be home soon dear, soon your own house will be completed." Tsunade told her as she looked at the waters with her daughter-in-law.
Kushina nodded, "Jiraiya-san has been generous in his position as the leader of Shizen."
"Indeed, he has, but Kushina, about your underlying issues, I noted that the fetus isn't developing as fast as it should. Is there anything you can give as to why?" Tsunade inquired. her legs crossed.
Kushina rubbed her belly, and smiles, "Perhaps he just needs a little extra time given what I am…"
Her mother-in-law chucked, "Already know, huh?"
"I have a feeling," Kushina states as she looked up into the sky, "My son will change this world, I know it deep in my heart."
"I said the same thing with Minato," Tsunade says as she squeezed Kushina's shoulder. "I was right, in the sense he found you."
"Will you be there when I deliver?" Kushina inquired.
The older, blonde, woman smiled. "Of course, dear, why wouldn't I?"
"I mean, wouldn't be awkward to see my…you…know…womanhood?" Kushina awkwardly pointed out the healer.
Tsunade laughed, patting the younger woman's back, "Kushina-chan. I am the greatest healer the Shizen has ever produced for a reason…that means I've seen more than my fair share of underparts."
Kushina blushed madly, and looked down in embarrassment, "I'm sorry…it was a foolish question."
"No, it's not, but I have one for you, have you named him yet? You know, since your deadest on the baby being a boy and all." Her mother-in-law inquired. "I'm rather surprised that my son took your surname as well, but I am fine with Uzumaki. It's a powerful name, maelstrom, hopefully he'll be as strong."
Kushina smiled brightly, raising up, and looked on as waves crashed on the shore. She looked around, making sure no one could hear what she was about to say. She then spoke with pride, and love glistening, the words pouring from her like closure.
"My son, prince of his kind, shall be named after a warrior I've heard all my life about. His eyes will see the world, his heart guided to do the right thing, and forever change this world. My son's name will be…" Kushina turned to look at Tsunade, still rubbing her belly.
"Uzumaki Naruto!"
Episode Two end.
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