Two years I lasted.

Two whole years.

Kurama had even applauded me on my patience.

And then I snapped.

Slamming my palms abruptly down on the table I push myself out of my high chair before loudly proclaiming "Stop calling me Setsuka!" I heard chuckling inside my head and knew I had Kurama's seal of approval. We had only recently discovered how to communicate when I was awake as well.

The whole table stares at me in shock, particularly Aimi, my 8 year old cousin who had been the one to finally push me over the edge after she has asked "Ne ne Setsuka-chan–" though I had never let her finish the end of her sentence. The name infuriated me so much.

Kaa-Chan seemingly recollecting her senses immediately tells me off for my abrupt rudeness, "Setsuka! Sit down right this instant!" however when I refuse and merely stare her out, she prepares to stand. Yet her cumbersome pregnant form inhibits her from properly doing so, instead she turns to my father with a furious scowl, silently demanding that he discipline me. Though Papa doesn't register Kaa-Chan's glare, he is instead staring at me with his usual look of contemplation and I meet his stare; making sure my eyes reflect the determination and stubbornness I have to revoke this awful name.

After what seems like an eternity Papa finally leans forward and asks, "So, what would you like to be called then?"

"Kiwuh" I reply, before frowning at my lack of ability to say my "R's", for though the rest of my pronunciation was fine for some reason my toddler jaw seemed incapable of enunciating a proper "R" sound. Something that infuriated me to no end, though as Kurama often reminded me was probably a blessing in disguise, for it dummed my speech down slightly hence making it more believable that I was in fact a normal toddler – albeit a bit more advanced.

"Kiwuh?" Papa replies slightly amused, his mouth lifting at the corner. Giving me the sneaking suspicion that he possibly knows what name I was trying to say and is being deliberately obtuse.

Frowning further, I close my eyes briefly before once again trying to vocalise the proper word, "Kiruh" I manage, pleased at least I got the "R" sound across.

"Kiruh? You want to be called Kiruh?" my Papa asks, his eyebrow quirking this time as he full on smirks, alerting me that he most definitely knows I'm trying to say Kira.

Giving him my darkest scowl, I once again announce my name determined to get it right – "Kira!" I exclaim, giving a triumph smile as the name easily slips from my lips.

"Ah, Kira!" Papa echoes, leaning back in his seat thoughtfully as he rubs his chin, "Hmm, Kira, Kira, Kira…" he repeats, as he pout his lips and starts to stroke an imaginary beard.

The rest of the table, consisting of my three cousins, my Aunt Kiyoko (Papa's sister) and of course Kaa-Chan all stare at my father expectantly. I merely slump back in my seat satisfied I had finally been able to pronounce my name.

"I was wondering when you would finally snap." Kurama murmurs from within my head.

"Hmm, let's just say the –chan suffix was the final straw that broke the camel's back."

"Indeed."

Kurama's interlude does not distract me for long however as Papa suddenly claps his hands before nodding his head sagely. Though his moment of seemingly great wisdom is ruined when a childish grin erupts upon his face; "Uzumaki Kira. A good name. A strong name. A leader name! Yes, I like it; from now on my first-born child shall be called Kira! And anyone who dares call her otherwise shall have to come through me!" he declares loudly in a jovial voice.

I give Papa my toothiest grin in gratitude something he gladly reciprocates, whilst the rest of the table stares in shock. It is not long before Kaa-Chan, ever the regal princess quietly asks Papa to exit the room with her, the tone of her voice suggesting she is anything less than happy. Papa shoots Aunt Kiyoko a knowing look whilst his sister only rolls her eyes before shepherding us all out of the kitchen and into the playroom. My cousins being the easy-going children they were immediately shrug the whole situation off before commencing in play, dragging me in as usual. Something I would usually resist but their seamless transition from calling me "Setsuka-Chan" to "Kira-Chan" entices me to join in. Though it doesn't stop me from requesting Kurama to channel some of his chakra to my ears to augment my already enhanced hearing, something he readily agrees to for he is just as nosy as I am. Managing to pinpoint the location of my parents I eavesdrop whilst absentmindedly chasing after my cousin Hibiki.

"Ashina! What are you thinking! You can't just appease her like that; she's going to end up a selfish brat if you keep spoiling her so!" I hear my Kaa-Chan whisper angrily; for she was never one to make a scene.

Seemingly Papa had no such hesitations as he rather loudly replied, "Mei-Chan, I hardly think allowing her to choose her own name is spoiling her… Besides her name is her identity, it is supposed to express to the World who she really is and clearly she didn't feel Setsuka was truly getting that message across."

"Keep your voice down would you!" Kaa-Chan snaps irritably, before she sighs and pauses. I get the sense that she is rubbing her forehead as she usually does when she is stressed, "Your mother wanted that name though, remember? And we agreed to it, to please her, for honestly I could save her from a pack of angry wolves and she'd still hate me, but at least by naming our child Setsuka we prevented her from passing on that grudge… But what do you think she is going to say now after we changed it… To Kira no less…"

"Mei-Chan, my mother is just stuck in her ways, too stubborn to see past your Clan and if she objects to the name so be it, it's not her child – it's ours. Besides it is rather amusing that she chose Kira no less, it's practically a sign!" my father laughs.

"Hush up!" my Kaa-Chan replies as I hear the tell-tale thump of her smacking his arm. Yet her tone is light, letting me know she too is amused, signalling the end of the argument and so I withdraw, Kurama slowly removing his chakra.

"What's so special about the name Kira?" I ask him curious as to why it seemed significant to both my parents.

"Beats me." He replies with a shrug.

"Beats me? You've been watching too much television. You're starting to pick up habits."

"Hmph, I don't care. Show me some better memories and I'll flick through those."

"Yeah, that may be tricky…"

"Thought so."

"Honey" Kaa-Chan's voice drags me out of my reverie with Kurama, "mmm" I reply. As I halt my hand from its current doodling of some crude flowers to add to Hibiki's picture, I tilt my head upwards to meet her.

"Do you really want to be known as Kira? Uzumaki Kira?" she asks softly, her long blonde bangs falling forwards as she bends towards me.

"Mhm, I wanna, Kaa-Chan" I answer with a serious nod.

Kaa-Chan stares at me thoughtfully for a second before a ghostly smile appears on her face and she shakes her head, "What are the chances…" she murmurs more to herself than to me. Before she smiles fully and gestures for me come and give her a cuddle, which I happily oblige.

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