Chapter 8: Relationships Revealed

"Me?" I ask, my voice incredulous. "She is my sister?"

"It would appear to be so. If you would like we can run a DNA analysis. However, the resemblance is uncanny. She is a Namikaze."

"How did that happen?"

"Given the fact that you are married, and had Jiraiya as your sensei, I don't believe you need me to answer that question." The Hokage replied, enjoying the flustered reaction he received from Minato.

"I..I mean... How is this possible? I have never heard about her."

"You know that there was a large amount of controversy around you and your parents relationship. So much so that your father was driven from the village by your mother's clan."

"I know, sir. That's why I am the only Namikaze in the village. Why hasn't she said anything?"

"However, to my knowledge, no one ever heard from your father again. Most had believed that he died. It would now appear that he eventually settled down in Kusa with a local woman and had two daughters. After the parents and the oldest daughter died, the youngest went in search of the last of her family. She is a brave child, but a child none the less. She has nowhere to go. She's terrified to loose anyone else."

"Hokage-sama, with all due respect, you are incorrect. She does have somewhere to go. Me. I cannot imagine a world in which Kushina would say no."

"Minato-kun, you never cease to amaze me. Currently, I have other matters to attend to. I will leave Misou in your care."

"Yes, Sandaime-sama."

The hokage turned and left the hallway. The omnipresent ANBU trailing after him.

I turned, and sat against a wall. Attempting to compose my thoughts racing. The little girl that had saved Obito's life was his sister. The girl who was using a jutsu no one had seen before. He had not been able to find a single book about it in the Konoha Library. He had tried to use it himself on her scroll and had nothing happen. The little girl who had taken an awful beating.

People had beat my little sister. I had been angry when they had hurt a child, but now, I had to suppress a murderous intent I had never felt before.

As long as I live, no one will hurt a hair on your head and survive. I inhale and exhale multiple times. Nothing is going to happen to her.

I take several calming breaths. Being filled with murderous intent would probably not be the best way to officially meet my sister. Maybe if I talk to the nurses first, then introduce myself, I will be more calm.


Namikaze Misou


*Tap, tap, tap* A gentle knock sounds on the door behind me. Instead of the Hokage, Minato pokes his head into the room.

"Hey there." He says to me, smiling.

"Hi..." I say. Did the Hokage tell him? Adults gossip a lot.

"Can I come in?" He asks, still smiling.

"Mhm."

I sit down in one of the chairs. He crosses the room and he sits across from me. Minato is carrying a large paper bag in one hand. He is staring at me, but I can't bring myself to meet his gaze. Does he know? What does he think? Is he okay with me a sister?

"How are you felling today, Misou-chan?"

"I'm fine. I'm bored, though." I keep my eyes facing the ground.

"Are you ready to get out of here? The nurses say you can leave today, if you take a couple precautions."

"Really?"

"Yep, you'll have to where a mask and gloves in public for another week. Just to be safe."

"I can go outside?" I wanted to jump for joy, but a thought enters the back of my mind. "But I have nowhere to go..."

"Yes, you do. Your going to be staying with me."

"With you?" I ask, my voice small. My eyes still glued to the tiled floor.

"What kind of big brother would I be if I left my little sister fend for herself?"

I finally look up and meet his kind eyes. I takes me a minute to realize what he said. When it makes sense I whisper, "You want me?"

"Absolutely." He answers, voice unwavering. I can't stop myself, I jump out of my chair and hug him. He chuckles as he wraps his arms around me. This hug feels much less awkward than the hug we had shared just minutes ago. After a minute or two of hugging, I let go.

Minato is still smiling at me. He looks like dad when he smiles. "Are you ready to get out of here?" He asks, and I nod. He picks up the paper sack off the floor and hands it to me. "The nurses gathered up new clothes for you. I suspect you already have some in your scroll, but they wanted to help you. You can change in the bathroom before we leave."

I smile and blush at the thought. People here are really nice. I open the top of the sack to reveal a pair of white cotton gloves and a mask. Under them looks like a dress and a pair of shoes. I lift up the sack and go to the bathroom.

When I am done changing, I find a hairbrush and some hair ties in the bottom of the bag. It's been so long since I brushed it, so takes several minutes to get the brush through my wavy golden hair. When I am done, I braid the two sections of bangs that frame my face. They two sections fall in front of me ears.

I look at my pale reflection in the mirror. The teal kimono-like tunic falls to my knees. A pair of black buckle shoes and white cotton gloves cover my hands and feet. A black sweater covers my arms, and a white hospital mask covers my face. My blue eyes practically glow next to the white of the mask.

I can do this.

When I return to the room, Minato has a book open, and interestedly reading a section. When he sees me, he closes the book. As he slips it into his pocket I catch a glimpse of the title. 'Tales of a Gutsy Shinobi.'

"Ready?"

"Yep." I grin. Even though my face is hidden behind the mask, he grins back at me. "Can we see Obito before we leave?"

Minato looks conflicted, but agrees to let me see him. I lift my scroll, and we set out.


Minato


It took less than a minute for me to convince Misou to hand over the scroll. The thing must weigh twenty-five pounds. That's about half the girls body weight.

I lead Misou up a flight of stairs and down several hallways. I've made the trek between the two rooms many times in the seventeen days that Obito and Misou have been in the hospital.

Will Misou be scared when she sees Obito? I can't help but wonder. She hasn't had a good look at him since the cave-in, and he has some nasty scars. Not to mention the one eye thing. He had been placed in an isolation room as well. The surgeries he'd needed from the rocks collapsing on top of him were extensive, and left great risk for post-operation infections.

"Hi Obito-kun!" Misou calls out, as soon as she sees him.

"Hey there! They let you out already?"

"Yup! I get to leave today."

"Awesome. They say I will be in here for a while longer."

"Aww. No fun." Misou makes a pouting face.

Obito laughs a little, before holding his stomach and groaning. "I'm glad you are feeling better, Misou-chan."

"You look a lot better than you did in the cave. I'm happy. How are you feeling?"

"I'd be better if Kakashi-kun would stop trying to convince me to take the eye back."

"Eww!" Misou wrinkles her nose. She talks to him like she has known him forever. No, she talks to almost everyone that way. The look on Uchiha Fugaku's face when she called him 'Fugaku-kun' was hilarious. If only I had had a camera.

I watch the two chat for a little while, then a nurse comes to give Obito some medicine. The nurse declares that Obito needs some rest, and closes the curtain.

"We should go home, Misou-chan. Obito-kun, I'll visit you tomorrow."

"Minato-sensei, is Misou-chan going to be staying with you?" Obito asks curiously.

"She is. It turns out she is my half-sister."

"Awesome! I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Bye, Obito-kun."

We head down two flights of stairs before coming to the waiting room. Every nurse we pass waves to Misou. She seems to have every nurse wrapped around her finger. I may have to watch out for that.

"So, Misou-chan tell me about yourself."

"Huh? What about me?"

"Well... What is your favorite color?" What a dumb question! I mentally scold myself.

"Uhhh... I like blue, kinda like the sky."

"I like red." I tell her. Any red. It always makes me think of Kushina. "What is your favorite food?"

"I like ramen. Mama could made really good gyoza. But I don't like wasabi. Mama said I was alleged to them."

"Alleged? Do you mean allergic?"

"Yeah!" She chirps. I will need to remember that. "What foods do you like, Minato-niisan?"

"Hmm. Anything that Kushina makes."

"Who is Kushina?" OH! I haven't told Misou about her yet.

"Kushina is my wife."

"You are married?" She asks, rather confused sounding. We round a corner, and enter a busy marketplace. I feel a tug on my free hand, and realize that she has grabbed it. She glances around apprehensively. I guess she is not used to crowds.

"I am."

"How old are you two?"

"Nineteen." I reply simply. Her expression completely perplexed.

"But..Daddy said people can't date till they are thirty." I didn't know how to respond to that. Might just be best to change the subject...

"When is your birthday, Misou-chan?"

"September 29th. You?" Her birthday is in two months... She is old enough to start at the academy this year.

"I was born January 25th." I can see random people around us staring. Many conversations have ended, as people turn and watch us pass. The whispering has started already.

"Cool!" She grins up at me.

"So, do you want to get something to eat?"

Her eyes look around the market, and falls on a ramen stand. She grins, points to it, and says loudly, "Can we go there, Niisan?"

"Sure, Misou-chan." The whispering has grown. Gossiping has already begun to spread.