2nd chapter of this Father's Day Special! Featuring the "Bad Girl" of the Uzumaki Family!
Disclaimer: Juubi no Shinju does not own Naruto, One Punch Man, My Hero Academia, or any other franchise illustrated in this story.
Beta by: Chaos-PSD
The Dark Vixen
"Gah!"
"Ah!"
"No, wait! Please-AAH!"
The sounds of bodies dropping to the floor echoed through the dark alleyway. People passing by would give the dark entrance but a mere glance, before continuing on their business, ignoring the events occuring in it.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the darkness, before a figure could be seen exiting out. Stepping into the light, it revealed a young woman. Tanned healthy skin, long sunkissed blonde hair pulled up in a high ponytail, reaching down to her waist. She wore an orange sports bra under a sleeveless grey midriff top, exposing her slim, but slightly muscular abdomen. Dark orange cargo pants with black sandals. On her arms, were fingerless orange, black edge arm warmers reaching up to her elbows. On her cheeks, were three mirrored lines, resembling whiskers. Lastly, were her eyes. Dark ocean blue on the left, crimson red on the right. Over her form, was a red Haori kimono-jacket, with black flames at the bottom.
Raising her head to peer at the walking people, some glaring at her, others giving a wide berth, the woman scoffed. Ignoring them, the blonde began walking the street, heading in a certain direction.
If one were to peak into the alley, they would instantly vomit from the horrific display and the amount of blood.
Passing people, she ignored them all, deeming them unimportant to even glance at. Occasionally, she would bump shoulders with someone, getting glared at, but with a glare back, the recipient would quickly turn away, making her smirk.
Soon, the woman arrived in front of a building. It wasn't that big, about two stories or so, with a large muscular man standing in front of the door.
Seeing the blonde approaching, the man tensed, and stepped aside, allowing her in without a thought. Above the entrance, the sign in neon read "Gates of Hell". Walking inside, the woman heard the sound of relaxing lounge music being played. Walking past the occupants, either sitting or standing, all drinking or chatting, she approached the bar. Behind the bar, a large, bald black man, wearing a dark leather coat, rectangular shades, with a cigar in mouth, smirked at her.
"Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." He teased, getting a hard glare as the blonde sat down on a stool.
"Eat a dick, Red-Eye, and get me some ramen." The dual eyed woman said, slamming cash on the bar.
Chuckling, the man known to all as Rodin shrugged, and took her money before moving to the kitchen window to get her order. His bar wasn't just that, but also as a diner.
More money that way.
Tapping her fingers on the bar, the blonde waited impatiently for her food.
"Since I have plenty of time to waste, I guess I should tell you a bit about myself. Yeah, I'm talking to you! Yeah, I'm breaking the fourth wall, but no big, this is non-canon, dattebaro. Anyway, it's only right I introduce myself. Name's Yami. Yami Uzumaki, and I'm the daughter of Naruto Uzumaki. If you don't know who he is...you're an idiot. Long story short, Naruto-tousan is one of, if not THE best heroes EVER...at least in my opinion. He helped save the world from an out of control goddess. Or should I say HIS world. You know, Multiverse Theory and whatnot. Anyway, after kicking Kaguya Otsutsuki's ass, tou-san thought that that was it, and the world was safe...only to be proven wrong. His 'best friend' Sasuke Uchiha, went and became an idiot, and wouldn't you know it, tried to kill the Kages. Yeah, he turned against tou-san for his own selfish reasons. Shocker. Note the sarcasm. Anyway, tou-san and duckbutt fought, both giving it their all, but in the end, both died. Killing each other with their strongest attacks, to the chest. However, their immense powerful energies caused a hole in time and space, creating a miniature black hole. Tou-san, dying, was sucked in, but while he was in the bridge between space, he died. However, the unknown energies of the space tunnel had strange effects on his body, and...I was born. Yeah, I was born from Tou-san. Well, to be more specific, I was born from his heart and darkness. Actually, to be even more confusing, I was born from the dark persona in Tou-san's heart, his inner darkness. If you guys know enough, you know that Tou-san had a personified darkness within his heart, and I was born from it. I guess that would make me a genderbent version of that darkness. Confusing, right? Ah, who cares! Point is, I am here and alive dattebaro. It's been a year since I've appeared in this world, and landed on Isla de Pecado, also known as the Isle of Sin, located in the middle of the Yellow Sea. It was a former island prison years ago, but had since then been taken over by the inmates, and instead became a sort of safe haven for… less than reputable individuals. It's been a rough year, as I had to adapt to this new world, especially when at first, I was nothing but a mindless animal, going around killing people. Well, I still do that, but now I actually think about it. Oh yeah, I've killed people, mostly those that annoy me, or piss me off."
She was shaken out of her thoughts, at the sound of a bowl being placed in front of her. Focusing, Yami grew a wide smile at seeing a steaming bowl of miso ramen in front of her.
"Enjoy." A female voice said. Looking up, Yami saw a tall woman, with pale skin, and shoulder-length dark maroon straight hair. Her eyes were hidden by dark lense shades. What was interesting about this woman, was that she was a cyborg, meaning she was half machine, evident by the pale violet body she had below her neck, with a dark green jacket vest. Another interesting thing to note, were the spikes in place of nipples.
Kami knew for what reason.
Grabbing the chopsticks, Yami smirked at the woman. "Thank, Math-chan!" She said, before clapping her hands in prayer. "Itadakimasu!" She said, before digging in.
The cyborg woman, known as Mathilda, raised a brow at the blonde as she ate her ramen with great gusto, before shrugging and went back to serving others.
Yami wasn't paying attention, too busy savoring her precious ramen..
Ramen, the only holiness in this sin-infested world. Or any world, for that matter.
As she ate, Yami felt someone taking a seat beside her. Opening a previously closed eye, she glanced over, and immediately growled in warning, grabbing her ramen, holding it protectively.
The person smirked in amusement. "Easy there, runt. I don't want your stupid ramen."
The growling increased in volume. How dare this infidel mock the greatness that was ramen, dattebaro!
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, one of the most annoying people she had ever known in her short life. Also one of the most arrogant, smelly, and whose very presence made her want to kill him!
"Dobe!"
"Dog-Breath!"
Flinching, Yami raised a hand, and massaged her temple, still keeping an eye on Grimmjow. Swallowing her mouthful, Yami glared at the blue haired man. "What do you want, Dog-Breath?" She demanded.
Grimmjow, brow twitching, glared at the blonde. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?! Do I look like a dog to you?!"
"Maybe. Especially with that smell." Yami mocked, smirking.
Glaring at her for a long while, Grimmjow scoffed, turning away as Rodin placed a beer bottle in front of him. Taking it, the man began to chug it it down. Once done, he looked at the blonde, who went back to eating her ramen. "Anyway, I came to see if you'd be interested joining me on an assignment I've got."
While Isla de Pecado was a villain/criminal base, many people still had to make a living. To that end, many took up becoming mercenaries to earn pay. Much easier than robbing banks and risk being stopped by heroes and sent to jail. This way, it was perfectly legal, and heroes couldn't do a thing.
Even heroes had limits. The law and Mercenary Rights were some of them.
Raising a brow at him, Yami swallowed. "And why, pray tell, would I go with you?" Last time the two of them went on an assignment together...she set the idiot on fire when he tried flirting with her and attempted to get a little handsy.
Unfortunately, it was hard to kill an idiotic animal.
Grimmjow shrugged. "Because Coyote's busy, and Jack is out. You're one of the few that I can actually stand for more than a few hours. So, interested?"
Keeping her eyes on him for a while, Yami thought about it. On one hand, food storage was running low, so she could use the money. On the other…
She hated this damn Dog-Breath!
He was on her Top 5 People She Wanted to Torture Long and Slow, then Kill. Bellow Sasuke Uchiha and Madara.
Contemplating on it, her eyes rolled around as she drank the broth from her ramen, before stopping on the hanging television, which was displaying the news about something important or hero-related. She hated the news, it was always boring.
But that's not what caught her attention.
It was the date.
June 15
Blinking, she stared at the date.
June 15...wasn't there something important about it? It wasn't her birthday, nor was it her father's birthday…
Her father…
June…
Father...June…
Something in her brain snapped together.
FATHER'S DAY!
Eyes widening, Yami turned her head and spat out her ramen broth all over Grimmjow - Mathilda was in front of her, and unlike Grimmjow, she actually liked the woman. Holding her spit-take for several seconds, the current soon stopped, leaving a wet, and annoyed man, evidence by madly twitching brow.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?! YOU COULD HAVE JUST SAID NO!" He shouted at the blonde.
Only for the woman to be gone, making him growl.
BAM!
"Old man!" Yami shouted, kicking the door to the apartment open, nearly ripping it off its hinges.
Inside the room, the sole occupant, gave a lazy hum, keeping his attention on the newspaper word puzzle.
What kind of word was entrepreneur anyway?!
Appearing beside him, Yami ripped the newspaper from his grasp, making his eye twitch, aiming a heavy glare at the damn brat. "There better be a damn good reason for being more annoying than you usually are, brat."
If there was one thing Barragan Luisenbarn hated, it was someone interrupting his peace and quiet.
Yami got on her hands and knees in front of the old man, before moving her face very close to Barragan's own, annoying him even more.
He also hated it when people invaded his personal space!
"Soukon-Jiji! (Old Man Scar) I need your help!" She all but screamed at his face. Putting his finger to her forehead, said old man pushed her away and said, "If you're asking for a favor, than do so without screaming in my ear! I'm not deaf as of yet, but if you keep that up, I might soon be."
Sitting back, Yami had the decency to look sheepish, rubbing the back of her head. "Sorry, dattebaro."
"Now, what do you want?" Barragan demanded, crossing his large arms over his chest.
"It's going to be Father's Day soon!" Once more, Yami shouted, though more quieter this time.
Blinking lazily, Barragan gave her a bored look. "So I've heard, good to know you can read the calendar."
Growling in annoyance, Yami clarified. "Stop mocking me! I'm being serious!"
Sighing in his own annoyance, Barragan rolled his eyes. "Fine. What's so important about it anyway?"
Taking a deep breath, Yami sat straight. "Well, I wanted to do something to honor tou-san. Like a present, ya know?"
"Isn't that father of yours dead?"
Glaring at the old man for saying that so casually, Yami held her temper at check. "Yes, but I want to still do something for him. Even if he might not get or know about it."
Nodding slowly, Barragan still didn't see the problem. "And what does this have to do with me?" He asked.
Yami sheepishly rubbed the back of her head. "Weeeell~...I need some ideas on what to do for him."
The retired villain gave her a deadpanned look. "And how exactly am I supposed to help? Unless you've forgotten, I never had children of my own, nor parents. So I'm the least qualified to help you come up with ideas."
"But you're old!" Yami stated.
"..."
"..."
"...And?" Barragan asked, not seeing what his age had to do with it.
"So that means you're wise and know things!" Yami said as if it was the most simple thing in the world.
Staring at the serious blonde, Barragan, not for the first time, weighted on the pros and cons of murdering this troublesome girl.
"Look brat, if you really want to do something for your father, get him something he likes."
Walking through the streets, Yami was deep in thought. Something her father liked?
What did Naruto Uzumaki like?
She knew he liked (loved) ramen.
The color orange.
Friends
Toads
Foxes
Explosions
But those options seemed minimal. She wanted to get him something he would truly love, even in the afterlife. Problem was figuring out what that could be. Maybe a huge amount of fireworks? She could do explosions, she thought, a dark glint in her crimson eye.
She stopped in her tracks, gripping her head in pain, as another vision occured.
"Naruto…"
"Hm?"
"Why of all places, did you choose to deface that spot?" Iruka questioned, trying to figure out why his troublemaker of a student would paint over the stone faces of the Hokages. "I mean, you do know who Lord Hokage is, right?"
Swallowing his ramen, Naruto looked at Iruka. "Of course! To inherit the Hokage name, he'd have to have been the best shinobi in the village. It was the Fourth Hokage who saved our village by finding a way to beat the Demon Fox." He knew all there was to know about the Fourth. After all, he was his hero!
Iruka nodded slowly. "Okay...so then why?!"
Smirking, Naruto returned to his ramen. "Because one of these days, they'll be calling me Hokage!" Arm snapping out, Naruto pointed his chopsticks at Iruka, a wide confident smile on his face. "I'm going to surpass everyone who came before me! And when that day comes, everyone in town will have to give me some respect at last!"
The vision ended, leaving the dual eyed blonde with a minor headache. Shaking her head, Yami frowned as she thought over the vision, a hand reaching up and gripping her shirt over her heart.
"Tou-san…"
Why did all these visions always leave her so sad? So...empty? So hollow. Her eyes began to sting, but she used her will to hold back the tears attempting to escape.
Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down. The vision did give her an idea for a present, as a grin grew on her face.
Isla de Pecado was a relatively small island, big enough to hold a city. It was 80% soil, 20% forest on the outer rim. However, on the north beach side, was a small area of rock, stretching 30 feet wide in length.
It was here that Yami stood, smirking as she looked at the splashing waves, crashing into the sharp rocks. Nodding, she clapped her hands, before going through hand seals.
"Doton: Doryūheki!" (Earth Release: Earth Wall!)
Kneeling down, she slammed her hands on the ground. The ground began shaking heavily, catching the attention of those close by, before everyone heard the sound of the ground splitting open, and something rising. Looking at the direction everyone stared in surprise as a large stone slab began rising from the ground. Stretching 20 feet wide, 30 feet high and 25 feet thick. And on the top, stood Yami.
Once the slab stopped rising, Yami stood up.
Now for the second step. She crossed her fingers to use her father's signature technique.
"Kage Bunshin no Technique!" (Shadow Clone Technique!)
In a large puff of smoke, more than a dozen Yami clones appeared, either on top of the wall with her, or at the bottom. Looking at her clones, Yami gave her orders. "Alright! I want half of you to start with the outline, using those!" She pointed to the pile of paint cans on the ground, right next to the sculpting tools she...borrowed. "The rest of you, get started on sculpting when they have the outlines done! You all know what I'm looking for!"
The clones saluted to her. "Hai, Boss!"
Nodding, Yami jumped down as her clones got to work.
Time for tou-san's other present.
"I'm sorry, you want us to what?" A man with red hair questioned, giving Yami a dumbfounded expression, especially given her request.
"I want you guys to make the biggest bowl of miso ramen you can." The blonde repeated.
The man, Renji Abarai, looked at her like she was insane. "Okay, one, that's crazy! Not to mention a waste of materials! And two, why would we do that? Don't you get enough ramen as it is?"
Yami rolled her eyes in annoyance. "It's not for me, baka! It's for my tou-san, for father's day!"
"It's still crazy! No way we're doing that!" Renji proclaimed.
"We'll do it." The head chef, Tessai Tsukabishi, suddenly said, making Renji snap his head towards him, while Yami smiled in gratitude.
"Dude!"
"Thank you, Tessai-san." Yami said, bowing slightly at the large man, before sticking her tongue out at Renji, before walking out of the kitchen. Renji looked at Tessai questionably.
"Tessai, why would you agree to make the ramen?"
Focusing on his cooking, the mustached man answered. "That girl wishes to honor the memory of her deceased father, it is the decent thing to do. Besides, if we'd denied her, she would find some way to get us to do it, possibly through blackmail. This just saves time for everyone."
Crossing his arms, Renji grumbled about damn whiskered girls, and daddy girls.
She had two things in preparation. However, Yami still felt it was not enough. So, returning to her apartment, she decided to ask the All Knowing Box.
Television
"No, no, no, no, no..." She muttered as she continued flipping through the channels, all the while attempting to find something great for a present. She just clicked past the news, which was covering something about a giant orange serpent being dragged off by something, but ignored it, when she gave up, turning off the tv with a groan, and fell backwards on her back. "...Tou-san, what would you want? What else can I give you, to show how much you mean to me?" She asked herself, frowning. "I wish I could talk to you…"
. . . .
. . . .
. . . .
"That's it!" She declared, sitting up.
South Korea Mainland, 30 minutes later
"Okay, I can do this. I can do this!" Yami repeated, standing on uneasy knees, standing in front of a door.
On the door, was a sign, reading "Madame Shin, Fortune Teller".
Having a fortune teller communicate with the spirit of her father.
That was her idea…
And she was instantly regretting it.
Like her father, Yami also had a...fear of spirits and ghosts. Even if it was her own father.
You never mess with the undead! EVER!
"Maybe this was a mistake! Yeah! I'm sure I can figure something else out!" Yami decided with an uneasy laugh. She turned around to leave, when the door suddenly opened. Standing there, was a cloaked woman, a scary - in her opinion - smile on her face.
"Come in, child. I can tell you seek wisdom." She gestured inside.
With her back still turned to the woman, Yami began crying waterfall tears. She was so close to escaping! With an audible gulp, Yami turned back around and followed the woman inside.
She was led to a dark room, with a low table, a table cloth, and crystal ball in the center. Madame Shin gestured for Yami to sit, before sitting across from her. She smiled at the blonde, but only served to make her even more uncomfortable. "Now, sweetie. How can I help you?"
Gulping, Yami began. "Um...I want you to perhaps...call the...spirit of my father. I want to...talk to him, dattebaro." She said, nervously, but for a different reason.
She would...be meeting her father...for the first time. The thought made her both anxious, and nervous.
What would he think about her?
Would he see her as a monster? A fake?
Would he like her?
Would...would he love her? Like the father she wished he would be?
Madame Shin nodded, smiling. "Of course, dear! Of course! However, know that contacting the spirit world is not easy. Or cheap." She hinted. Pouting, Yami reached into her pocket, and took out an orange wallet with green cartoon toads. Taking out money, she hands it to the fortune teller. Nodding, Shin asked the blonde to place her hands on her own, to which the blonde did so. "Now, I call upon the spirits of the afterlife! I call upon the soul of this girl's father! Come forth!"
Suddenly, the table began shaking, making Yami blink in surprise at it. Then, the lights began flashing, while the crystal ball began glowing. Looking at Madame Shin, she watched as the woman's eyes rolled to the back of her head, as she began groaning, and shake. After a few seconds, she stopped, her head dropping, the table stopped shaking, and the light returned to normal. Looking around, Yami looked back at the woman, who raised her head, her eyes still rolled back, and 'looked' at her.
"Is that you, my sweet daughter?"
Yami stared at her, blinking.
2 Minutes Later
The sound of screaming and sirens echoed through the air, as people stared in shock as the residence of their local fortune teller, was set ablaze.
Walking away, Yami huffed as she cleaned her bloody kunai.
She may be only a year old, but even she recognized a scam.
She grumbled about the stupid woman trying to trick her, pretending to be her father, and take her money. 'Well, joke's on her now', she thought, as she counted the stack of bills she took from the fake. Pocketing it, she resumed walking, sighing. All that, and she still didn't know what to get her father!
As she walked the street, she paused, nose twitching, as a sweet and delicious aroma penetrated the air. Humming in delight, she followed it, until she found herself standing in front of a cake store.
Blinking, Yami's eyes glint in an idea. With a large smile, she entered.
Who didn't love cake?
From a bird's airview, one would see a trail of dust, running through the grassland, heading towards the sea. Zooming in, the cause is revealed to be Yami Uzumaki, running at blazing speeds, her legs moving in a blur. Not the least bit disturbed by the rush of air against her face, Yami grinned widely, as she carried a large box in her arms.
The box holding the chocolate cake she bought. With "World's Greatest Dad!" written in orange frosting.
Her father's present. He was going to love it!
She held back the giggle of glee as she ran. Hopefully, by the time she made it back, her tou-san's statue and ramen would be finished. She had also sent some clones to gather flowers for the occasion.
Her smile widened when she saw the view of the Island of Sin in the middle of the ocean. Almost there, just a bit more, and-
"Wah!" She shouted, as the ground suddenly began to shake. The shaking made her lose her footing, and fall over. Quickly, she turned over so she fell on her back, saving the cake. Sighing in relief, she wondered what caused the shaking.
She got her answer, when an explosion erupted from the ground in a large explosion. Eyes widening, Yami used the Kawarmi no Jutsu (Replacement Technique) to switch places with a nearby log.
Praise the Log, for the Log is always with you.
Getting a safe distance away (for the cake), Yami sighed in relief, before looking at the direction of the explosion. She saw a large hole in the ground, before something appeared from it.
It was a clawed hand.
A giant, scaly clawed hand.
Blinking, she watched dumbly, as what looked like a giant reptilian monster rose from the ground. It looked like…
"Godzilla?" She asked, recalling that old monster movie she watched with Barragan.
The reptilian monster, easily the size of her tou-san's summon, Gamabunta, let out an earthshaking roar.
Blinking, Yami looked at the monster, then at the cake in her arms. Back at the monster. Back at the cake.
She did not have time for this. She glared at the monster. "Oi! Baka Tokage! Beat it! I have somewhere to be! So get out of my way, datteba-"
She was cut off, as a large foot slammed down on where she was. The monster than began walking away, it's thunderous steps shaking the ground.
Unknown to it, on top of its head, Yami glared down at it.
The bastard lizard almost ruined her father's cake! Her father's present!
It just made a huge mistake.
Suddenly, her eyes (both) flashed red, as a ring appeared within them, with three tomoe marks appearing in each ring, circling the pupil.
The Sharingan
Summoning a clone, Yami passed it the cake, before reaching behind her and took out a scroll.
POOF!
In a puff of smoke, a japanese tanto appeared in hand. Holding it tightly in her grasp, Yami began running down its face. As she ran, she unsheathed the sword, before what looked like golden lightning covered her, bolts wrapping around the blade. Holding the sword in a reverse grip, she stabbed down into the scaled skin, the lightning empowered blade piercing through the skin, making the monster roar in pain.
But Yami didn't care.
Leaping into the air, flew forward, before flipping around, staring into the slit eyes of the reptile monster. She pulled the sword back, before with a roar of effort, she slashed forward, sending an arc of lightning forward, before striking the eye, cutting it, erupting another roar of pain, this time greater in volume.
"I'm not done yet!" Summoning two clones on her sides, she was grabbed by the arm, before they threw her hard, and into the beast's mouth.
Going down the throat, she crossed her fingers.
"Tajū Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!"
Dozens upon dozens of clones began popping into existence. So much, they began to to clug the through, while the remaining Yamis continued down.
As they slid down, they began forming hand signs.
"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" (Fire Release: Fireball Jutsu!)
Taking deep breaths, they blew out large spheres of fire all around them, while the ones above, formed rapidly rotating spheres of energy.
"Rasengan!"
They then slammed them into the organic tunnel walls!
Outside, the monster let out a roar so loud, it could be heard from miles away. Suddenly, it's throat began to swell and expand, growing larger and larger, like a balloon, before it exploded. Blood raining down all over, the monster tipped over, and crashed down with a large quake.
Poof!
Yami let out a humph of satisfaction, replacing herself with a clone to get out of the monster. "That's what you get for trying to mess with my tou-san's present, dattebaro!" Looking at the monster's corpse and the bloody mess, she shrugged as her clone carrying the cake landed beside her. "Someone will clean this up." She said, grabbing the cake, before continuing to run to her home.
Yami smiled wider than she's ever smiled, as she looked up at the large statue of her tou-san her clones made. It was her father, standing straight and tall, arms crossed, wearing his sage cloak. His face was one of confidence and determination. It looked so realistic! As if he was right there!
And to think, she'd never sculpted before, dattebaro!
All around, people looked at the statue with various expressions. Some in boredom, others in annoyance. Some muttered on why they suddenly have a statue of some guy they didn't know, in the direct view of their island. Murmurs of possible plans to tear it down were heard, only to be silenced by a kunai to one man's forehead, specifically the one who first brought the idea up. Turning in the direction it came from, they were met by the hard glare of Yami. "If ANYONE ever thinks of even touching the statue...I'll kill you!" She threatened, blasting everyone with a heavy dose of Killer Intent.
"Sheesh brat. You are seriously going overboard, don't you think?" The voice of Barragan was heard. Turning, Yami saw the old man approaching. Behind him, she saw Renji and Tessai following behind, the muscular man carrying a large steaming bowl of ramen, the biggest she's ever seen. The heavenly aroma made her drool, and her stomach sound.
Shaking her head, Yami smiled at them. "No way! Only the best, for my tou-san!"
Renji scoffed. "I don't see what the big deal is. What's so great about this guy-" He was stopped by Tessai, who covered his mouth. Brow twitching, Yami gave the redhead an all to sweet smile.
"What was that, Renji-kun? Did you say something, dattebaro?" She asked, as a dark, ominous aura surrounded her. Paling, Renji quickly shook his head. "Thought so."
Ignoring them, Barragan looked up at the statue of Naruto Uzumaki.'So, this is the brat's father, huh? Makes me wonder what kind of man he was. Kinda wish I could have met him.' He didn't question why the statue depicted a young man, having been told from the girl about her origin, no matter how crazy it sounded.
Meh, he's experienced crazier things in his lifetime.
Just then, Yami's other clones appeared, holding bags of flowers. Smiling, the whiskered blondes got to work on decorating the base of the statue in flowers - all orange - before sealing the cake and ramen in scrolls, and placing it at the foot of the statue - all the while, Renji grumbled at the waste of a perfectly good cake and ramen.
Kneeling down, Yami clapped her hands in prayer to the statue. To her tou-san.
"Tou-san...I'll keep your memory in my heart. I promise, to uphold the legacy you left in me, and to do you proud. I...I know I might possibly do things that may ruin my name, or more importantly yours, and will understand if...if I disappoint you. I understand, and will not ask for forgiveness, as I will not deserve it. If I may make only one request...is that you watch over me. To watch as I grow. To hopefully, someday, somehow, make you proud enough...to call me your daughter. I will always love you, tou-san. Even if such feelings are not returned. But I will always keep loving you, now and forever. That's a promise of a lifetime, dattebaro."
Standing up, she looked up at the statue, the wind causing her cloak to flap.
Looking at the mysterious girl he had allowed to live with him, Barragan hummed in thought, before turning around to walk off. "Come on, brat. Lunch is on me."
Smiling widely, Yami nodded and followed the old man, cheering at the free lunch, the kitchen workers following behind. As the old man and blonde woman walked, Barragan glanced at her from the corner of his eye, looking at the smile on her face. Even with such a happy looking smile, he could sense the darkness and pain in her heart. The troubled mind in her head.
'This kid will have a hard path. One of darkness and pain. She is lost, and merely wants acceptance from someone she had never met before, but still loves more than anything. What will your future hold, child? What choices will you make?'
Unknown Location
In a dark room, no light was shown. Except for two monitor screens.
Both screens showed two blonde, whisker-faced females. Similar in appearance, but different from one another.
A figure stood in the darkness, as still as a statue, a single red eye staring at the screens. Frozen, silent, still…
Just staring.
The End!
Happy Father's Day to any and all father readers out there, and any sons and daughters!
I wish everyone a happy day, and hoped you'd enjoyed this little preview of the upcoming "Legacies of a Knucklehead: The Daughters of Naruto Uzumaki!".
Until next time!
Ja ne!