Okay, it's Mito's turn
ACK MITO I LOVE YOU
Yep.
So to the guest, yeah that'd be hilarious, Sauske always includes Shino.
Naruto: Why are you so nice.
Sauske: He's my cousin.
Naruto: wat.
Yep, XD, that'd be hilarious. Okay, so some people have asked me to redo the poll, to change it or something. So I've now made it the four
Nagato, Nawaki, Shibi and Pick a name from a hat. So check it out!
SHIT I FORGOT KURAMA DAMMIT I KEEP REMEMBERING THESE PEOPLE. SCREW THE SCHEDULE, IM JUST GOING FOR IT
Also, when we get to Hiruzen's chapter, I have something I want to do :P So be excited, I guess! It'll be another poll
Next is Fugaku. And if you guys realllllly want to, I can add him.
I keep changing the poll tho.
But….I WANTED THIS TO BE HAPPY BUT IT TURNED OUT SAD DAMN IT
Mito Uzumaki had seen the rise and fall of many great people.
She had been there beside her husband when he had created the village, along with Madara Uchiha.
Hashimara had been warm and bright, while Madara was dark and solemn.
Mito had been-she hesintated to call it friends- friendly acquantinces with Madara
So it baffled her that the Uchiha girl- a descendent of Madara- reminded her more of Hashimara then her ancestor.
Kushina had gone to her on her first day of school, while Mito worried that she would be ostracized from her classmates.
So the fact that she reported that three children, two of them Uchiha, had immedietly welcomed her, with one smacking someone who had insulted her, complimenting her hair, and then propesed a Uchiha vs Uzumaki rivalry Mito had taken a moment to think.
She requested Kushina bring them to her, indivdually if she could.
The first was a boy with sunshine blond hair and bright blue eyes. Minato, Kushina had said. He was clever, eager and bright. He trained under the boy Jiraya.
The second was a beautiful dark haired girl. She was the younger of the Uchiha twins, Mikoto Uchiha. She was sweet, kind and gentle. She conversed polietly and warmly. She reminded Mito of Madara when he was in a better mood, kinder and less fixtated on darkness.
Madara had been an intersting person. Mito, a skilled diplomat and able to read most people, could only get a feather light grasp on his personality. She had carefully stored away information on her husband's best friend. When he had defected, she had taken the time to carefully memorize everything, as the smallest detail could lead to his defeat.
He had been solemn, but just after the village had been founded, he had been less sharp around the edges. Mito had hoped that darkness wouldn't claim him, and that he would stay in the village. Hashimara would have been devestated, she thought, and she was worried he wouldn't have the strength to kill his friend.
She had been wrong, but she wasn't glad of that.
After Hashimara had been elected Hokage, he had been darker and more brooding, and more fixtated on darkeness, his eyes glittering slightly at the thought of fighting and war.
Hashimara hadn't noticed that, until they had been enemies on the battlefield again.
Madara had been a character to be wary of, and she normally tried to avoid confrontation with the Uchiha. They stood on their pride, and Mito wasn't sure they'd reject Madara as they had before.
So the third girl, the Uchiha Mito still wasn't sure if she was actually a full blooded Uchiha. Personally, Mito thought she may have Uzumaki blood.
Kushina had slipped into her room, while Mito had been adjusting a seal.
"Kushina." Mito had said warmly, smiling as she gracefully placed her seal aside.
The dark haired girl had peeked from the door, looking worried.
She looked like her twin, an Uchiha to the core.
With her black spiky hair, coal black eyes, and pale skin, she held an uncanny resemblance to Madara.
Personality wise, not at all.
"Uh, hi." She squeaked, stepping into the room and fidgiting with her hem.
She smiled kindly. "Hello Machiko."
She stared soundlessly, her eyes wide.
Kushina nudged her. "What's wrong, Machiko?" She hissed.
Machiko took a deep breath.
"Youarethemostawesomepersoneveryoudon'tgetenoughcreditimreallyfreakingoutrightnowokayjustnoimmeetingmitouzumakiimgonnacryorsquealmaybeboth."
Mito blinked, mentally reconsidering her thought of her being similar to Madara.
"Ah." She said, deciphiring the sentence. "Well, I thank you for the compliment, however my husband was really the one who founded Konoha."
"No, I don't care about him." She said bluntly. Kushina elbowed her. "Ow-what?"
Mito felt a small flare of surprise. Normally, she was passed over for her husband, her accomplishments overshadowed by his greatness. Of course, she was proud of him, and felt better staying in the background, but it gave her a small bit of pleasure that she was still remembered.
"I'll get tea." Kushina voulunteered, and she turned and darted towards the kitchen.
Machiko was still staring at her with something resembling awe.
Mito gestured to a seat. "Sit down, my dear" She said.
Machiko quickly stepped over to the stool, positioning herself like a bird.
"So, how did you become friends with Kushina?" Mito asked gently.
Her eyes brightened. "Oh, well she came, and I thought her hair was really pretty."
She animatidly began talking, and Mito noted a similarity. Her eyes glittered when she spoke. But unlike Madara, her eyes glittered with mischif, not malice.
"And then we decided there should be an Uzumaki and Uchiha party, because that'd be awesome." Machiko finished. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course."
"What was it like in Uzu?"
Mito smiled sadly to herself.
"It was a beautiful country. It was filled with rivers, and all kinds of fish swimming-"
She described her old home, gone now, reminicising on the details.
When she had finished, Machiko was gaping again.
"I'm sorry." She said, chuckling. "Just a old woman remembering things."
"That's really cool." Machiko said quietly. Mito smiled kindly. "Thank you."
Silence.
"So, how do you do seals?"
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"I brought tea" Kushina announced, carrying tea into the room.
She was met with an ink splattered Machiko, dust and grime streaked on her face, smacking a small piece of sealing paper to extinguish the fire on it. Baa-chan was sitting on the bed, a baffled but amused expresion on her face.
"Effing paper! Why is it exploding?"
"Well, seals must be precise."
Machiko groaned, catching sight of Kushina standing, dumbstruck, holding a delicate pot of tea and three cups.
"Kushina I have new respect for you." She said flatly. "How do you do this? I need tea."
Under her breath, she hissed. "And alchohol, but I'm underage."
"Right."
After that, Machiko Uchiha would pop in every once in a while, tagging along with Kushina sometimes bearing small gifts. The small girl would peek through the doorway, and cheerfully and good naturdly tease Kushina and beg Mito for stories of Uzu.
She had last seen the girl when she had appeared in full shinobi gear, and told her she was going to Ame, holding a small packet of sweets.
"My sensei will be there, so it'll be fine." She had said earnestly, sincerity written all over her face.
Machiko Uchiha was a strange girl, but she seemed kind, and she was obviously a true friend of Kushina.
During those three years, Mito had become weaker, until she didn't have her strength anymore, and the Nine Tails was to be sealed into Kushina a year in.
Kushina had been distraught, but Mito stroked her flame red hair, and assured her that she could shoulder it.
She knew Kushina would. Not only did she have true strength, she had friends to support her.
And before Mito died, she wished that the girl with the happy eyes and the loud voice would support Kushina.
After three years, a small gift of sweets was left at her simple grave every week.
Shit, I wanted it to be happy, but….
AGGGGGGGGGAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
But on a happier note, THIS IS IN 10 COMMUNITIES OH MY GOD.
Okay, so read review and check out my poll! And because im trash for reviews, tell what you think she'd do if she was caught singing in the shower...
...I don't even know what im talking about send help.