AAA I POSTED THIS LITERALLY TODAY/YESTERDAY , I'M NEW TO THIS THING AND I'M NOT THE BEST AT WRITING, BUT TY FOR THE "FAVORITES" AND "BOOKMARKS" ( ? CORRECT TERM ? ) but anyways , enjoy ! (not edited)

THIRD POINT OF VIEW

Nighttime quickly fell over the quiet, peaceful forest. The baby foreverlay there sleeping, soft snores drifting through the wind as the sounds of leaves rustling in the wind and the forest's creatures went to rest, a certain nine tailed beast sat painfully in the dark. Kurama huffed as he changed his form to that of a young man in his early twenties;

Tanned skin, similar whisker marks to that of the babe, but thicker, spiky and long bright orange hair tied into a low ponytail (Like Hashirama), red slit eyes similar to that of a fox, a handsome face and lean build, and spiky fingernails. Long, fluffy orange tails with white tips danced lazily behind him as he wore a simple black turtle neck with 3/4 sleeves with the Uzumaki symbol plastered on the back of the shirt, black shinobi pants and sandals.

He was certainly dashing, indeed.

He held his hand to his chin as his bangs shadowed his red, glowing eyes. He felt too many emotions to display the properly. He had lost the love of his life, the first jailer to befriend him, and the mother of his child. Kurama also felt weak from the resealing, and anger from the mistreatment from his love's village. He felt enraged at his Kushina's marriage to that foul man, Minato Namikaze.

But, he also knew that moping here and staying forever mad won't get him anywhere. His heart hurt. A lot. He yearned from the warmth that his Kushina gave him in the seal. When she graduated from the academy, and her clan was massacred, only he was there to comfort her, and save her from the kidnappers as he helped her open the seal. From then on, they had improved their relationship, and after some talk about their feelings, they had finally gotten together. In secret, of course.

Kurama missed those days, he missed them so bad. He also felt another feeling. Pity. He pitied the child, the fruit of their love, who had been abandoned in this dangerous forest. Luckily, Kushina's chakra was laced through everything the child had on her, creating a thin layer, protecting the child. He knew it wouldn't last long, especially since the child's chakra coils hadn't even begun developing yet.

Sighing, Kurama sat himself up. He needed to fix himself in order to right his wrongs, protect his love ones, and get revenge on those he hated most. Those hours he spent before nightfall crying and screaming in anger and anguish were done. Most of all, he was a tailed beast. Getting up from the cold ground of the seal/mindscape, he began to vision his chakra within his daughter's body and force it through the seal.

He had done this before when Kushina had accidentally loosened the seal when experimenting with her chakra. Although, at that time her coils were almost fully developed, but the child's hadn't. One mistake and he can obliterate the child from the inside with his deadly, 'demon' chakra. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he began going through the tiny crevices of the loosened seal, silently thanking and kissing Kushina in his head embarrassingly as she reached the near end of the seal.

The Eight Trigrams seal was like a very intricate eight-floored maze compressed into the small paper on the cage with big, thick red bars that separated Kurama from the outside world. (Minato didn't seal himself[soul? chakra] into Naruto, nor did Kushina. Obviously.) Some parts were blocked off, and others were simply holes that Kurama's chakra could slip through and burn the babe and kill her. Absolutely not. He may have lost everyone else, but he certainly wasn't going to lose his daughter.

Thanks to Kushina, she loosened it enough for enough chakra to go through that'll last him roughly 4 hours in his human form. He pushed through even more, concentrating harder, as he reached the end. Veins popped on his forehead. You never know how hard it is to push chakra through a tight, slightly loose seal, even as a nine-tailed, mighty fox demon.

As he reached the end, he was sweating and red-faced, a little bit tired and fangs were bearing. He felt, 'saw', a bright light and immediately went through, cold air hitting every part of his body and he felt like putty being pushed though a tight tube. "Uh oh. Transform, transform. Don't want to destroy a quarter of the forest in my fox form." Kurama quickly signed and in a split second was out as the same form before.

He stretched and grimaced at the crispy air. He had gotten too accustomed to being in a seal. "Wait, if it's this cold, then.." In panic, he looked down at his daughter before breathing out a sigh of relief as he saw her securely tucked in the blanket, a necklace around her neck and a handkerchief neatly folded on her stomach.

It was then Kurama took a good look of his daughter. He hadn't really seen her as she was being born, or after, too busy dealing with the pain of Kushina's child birth and the feeling of the seal trying to squeeze him out, and trying to resist the Konoha ninja and the control he had been controlled over by the blasted uchiha bastard.

There she lay, still sleeping quietly, eyebrows slightly furrowed from some of Kurama's chakra leaving the seal. Long, dark read eyelashes lightly fluttering, a cute, small button nose, rosy from the wind, matching cheeks with unique, thin black whisker marks marking them. Pale, almost snowy white skin, blood red hair, with a tint of orange, and overall, and adorable appearance.

She was, adorable. A round face to match Kushina's when she was young as well. She just.. Reminded him so much of Kushina. Slowly picking her up, fingers lightly grazing over the soft grass beneath her and being mindful of the things that sat on her stomach, he picked her up carefully, inspecting her more as he felt tears blur his vision. She really does remind him of Kushina.

Wiping his tears away, he picked up the handkerchief and quickly sealed it away on his palm, keeping it for safe keeping. He gently placed the necklace over the babe's neck and let it lay down around it. It shrinked to the appropriate size, leaving a generous amount for her to remove it as she pleased. He placed a kiss on her forehead and leaped away.

"Be weary, Konoha. Not only have you earned the revenge of a nine-tailed beast, but also of his kin. I will be sure to make you pay, tenfold, and feel every single once of pain we feel and more." Kurama vowed, growling and cursing with his chakra, grass beneath him burning and wind around him picking up and surrounding him menacingly.

Kushina felt her chakra spike as she sat in confinement, the basement of the 'Namikaze' (Actually Uzumaki, that blasted good-for nothing hokage had taken over the Uzumaki compound as 'clan head' even thouh not bearing a single ounce of Royal-Uzumaki blood. She looked though the small window and into the night sky as she gasped. "Kurama. Stay safe, please."