A/N#1: Since I feel like I committed a horrible crime I'm going to say this: I do not own Naruto or theses three chapters. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto and EDelta88.

A/N#2: Okay everyone this is important. You see this is the last chapter of the Wrath and Redemption of Kyuubi no Kistune written by EDelta88. I'm going to start the next chapters and it's going to be hard for me. His writing style is very different to me, you guys understand right? I mean TCtFatF and TSoT7 looks like -pardon my French- shit. The best stories that I have up that I wrote would possibly be, um, How Far Can You Go?, and Lost and Found; I just need to edit them, apparently. So I'm going to try my best to get my chapters to look really good. But there's only so much a 13 year-old can do, so updates will be so weird, it's not even funny. Like I could possibly three times one week and none the next. Hope you enjoy this review will be answered next time.~

Chapter 2: Kurama's Redemption

Fire Country,

'Where are you...' Kurama wondered, his eyes searching the ground as he strained his senses to find Naruto's chakra in the jumbled mass of energies that surrounded his container's village.

Curses, where had that blonde rat stashed his wife and daughter? And why did the cheap imitations of his father have to surround their villages with so many pesky chakra fields? And why did human spawn have to have such weak chakra? This would be so much easier if his container was older and already a shining beacon of life energy like her mother had been!

Wait...

'If Naruto ever finds out about this she will never let me hear the end of it,' Kurama thought, his ears drooping sheepishly as he started searching for Kushina's chakra. Not a moment later, he found her. 'Ah, there you...' he thought, a relieved grin working its way across his jowls only to suddenly turn to a frown, his hackles rising in alarm. Then he was rushing north.

Something was wrong.

Kushina... she was a jumbled mess of some of the most negative emotions he had ever felt. Fear, panic, helplessness, anguish... and all of them were crushingly powerful. He had never felt such turmoil in her emotions, not even when she had been taken by the storm ninja as breeding stock.

Something was very, very, wrong.

A strange urgency overtook Kurama as he willed himself to move faster… he barely even noticed how his body dematerialized, becoming an aetherial stream of fire-like chakra that swept over the landscape with incredible speed but leaving no sign or warning of its passing.

The next thing he knew he was solid again, standing above an unassuming cottage where he could feel his containers' chakras. Not wasting a moment Kurama crouched down to stare into the shelter. Then his eyes went wide, his body going rigid in shock. He could see Kushina, tears rolling freely down her cheeks as she held a little blonde child, rhythmically pressing three fingers into the infant's chest just above the heart.

Naruto wasn't breathing.

"Please... please breath," Kushina begged as she tried to revive her daughter.

'No...' Kurama thought, a strange numbness spreading through his body as he stared down at the still form of the child that should have been his living container. This wasn't right. This wasn't what was supposed to happen. What had happened? What had gone wrong?

"Please, don't do this to me Naru-chan. Please breath. Please!" Kushina sobbed, completely ignorant of her surroundings as she cradled the unresponsive infant to her chest.

Meanwhile...

A short distance away, Hiruzen and his squad of Anbu lurked out of sight, baffled by the Kyuubi's behavior.

"Hizashi?" Sarutobi asked commandingly as they watched it lying on its stomach, staring at something out of sight. Normally he would have had a sealing team ready and already in the process of putting the Kyuubi back in its cage. After all, he had lived through Madara's attacks as well as a time when the beast was still roaming free. But something was different now, never in his life had he heard of such behavior in a biju, let alone the violent Kyuubi no Yoko. He was… curious.

"Sir," the hawk masked Anbu acknowledged, his byakugan flaring to life behind his mask. "What in the world..." he muttered in confusion.

"Report!" Sarutobi demanded, suddenly all business.

"Sir, there's a shelter on the far side, Kushina-sama is inside holding what appears to be a stillborn infant," the Hawk masked captain explained. "The Kyuubi appears to be observing them and…uh, sir?"

"What is it Captain?" Sarutobi asked, made curious once more by the uncertainty in his subordinate's voice.

"Can… can a biju cry?"

It was strange, Kurama decided as a single tear slipped unnoticed into the fur of his muzzle as he continued to stare into the shelter. He could feel that Naruto's body was alive, healthy even. Not as scratch on her. Even her chakra was-

'Wait...' Suddenly, Kurama's eyes narrowed to slits.

Dead bodies didn't have chakra.

But Naruto, despite her appearance still had chakra. It was still there. He could feel it. But… Her chakra was wrong. Something was... 'Her Yin is missing?' he wondered, bewildered. Not suppressed or weak like was common in newborns but gone? 'For it to be completely gone her soul would also have to be gone,' Kurama reasoned, the cogs in his head spinning furiously as he tried to figure out what had happened.

Nothing had happened to Naruto in the previous set of events until her father had transported him to this location. Even then she had been completely uninjured through the entire process. In fact, from a certain point of view the sealing had left her more healthy and robust than she had been to begin with.

So what had happened? What could have happened? What was different?

Kurama's ears twitched in irritation, sending gust of wind through his fur. The answer to his last question was obvious enough.

He was different…

But how would him coming back caused this? Was it some consequence of what he'd done? Was it some side effect of a temporal disturbance? Could it have something to do with his battle with the husk of his former self? Could the power output from their attacks have…

Kurama's thoughts trailed off as something occurred to him.

His past self had been missing its soul when he arrived… completely devoid of the Yin side of his chakra but Kurama had still possessed that part of himself.

Why?

All the while Kurama's eyes never left Naruto's form as his mind worked furiously to solve the problem.

This was something to do with him.

He had changed something.

When he had come back, he had…

Kurama blinked, his mind grinding to a halt as it seized on that thought. He had come back and the younger him had been soulless, supplanted by…

So it wasn't something to do with him per se… it had do with Naruto.

His Naruto.

Instantly, Kurama's mind was racing again. If he was right, that would mean that his Naruto was here, now, somewhere. Her soul, more powerful and dominant with age and maturity was here in their past usurping her former self. But how had she come back? She had been on death's door, there was no way she could have sent herself back. That would mean that she came back with him. That he brought her back. But he hadn't meant to so that would mean that it was an accident. So if neither of them had done it then how was she...

Kurama cocked his head ever so slightly as his eyes drifted to the barely visible, unblemished, skin of baby Naruto's stomach.

'The seal… Could it really be that simple?' he wondered as he turned his senses inward, feeling, searching… and he smiled, his body sagging in relief.

It was a testament to her grief that Kushina had not noticed Kurama's presence until the very tip of Kurama's massive claw was right in front of her, ever so gently resting on her child's belly. Then in an enormous rush of chakra, Kurama was gone.

And Naruto began to cry.

Konoha, 13 Years Later…

"Hokage-sama! Hokage-sama!" an aide shouted, rushing into Minato's office.

The Yondaime groaned in resignation, dropping his face into his hands. He knew that tone. That whiny, slightly panicked, tone that lacked the fear or urgency of an actual emergency. It was a tone that the young Hokage was intimately familiar with. It was the tone his brown nosing underlings always used when…

"My lord!" the toady cried, snapping to attention and giving a salute. "Your daughter has defaced the Hokage Monument, sir!"

Minato parted his fingers ever so slightly, starting at his aide as he blinked very, very slowly. Then he dropped his hands, turning to the side to stare out the window at said monument. As his aide said, it was covered with graffiti… and what appeared to be giant glasses and a mustache on his face… and an enlarged version of Icha Icha propped up in front of the Sandaime's… the Nidaime's likeness had somehow acquired a chibi body and a riding crop… and Hashirama-sama appeared to be kissing a monument sized likeness of Uchiha Madara.

None of this had been there two and a half hours ago when he had come into work…

Minato turned back to his subordinate. "When was this discovered?" he inquired with a deceptively calm voice.

"About thirty minutes ago, sir."

"I assume she was wearing her usual outfit?"

"I believe so, yes."

"You believe so?" Minato quoted.

"No one has actually seen her, sir."

"Oh, alright then," Minato replied with an airy tone, as if this perfectly explained everything. "Has she been apprehended yet?"

"The patrols have been attempting to locate her since we discovered the crime, sir."

"So, just to clarify, you are telling me that in the space of two hours my daughter, my teenage daughter, did that?" Minato asked, his tone deliberately even and controlled.

"Yes sir."

"In broad daylight…"

"Yes sir."

"Wearing hunters' orange…"

"We believe so, yes."

"And that she went completely undetected while drastically altering the state of the most visible landmark in the village…"

"Yes sir."

"And has since remained undetected for the last half hour in a village of highly trained ninja that is actively looking for her?"

"Yes sir," the aide replied, sounding please with himself for some reason that Minato could not fathom.

Minato palmed his face and sighed again. 'I am surrounded by idiots…' he thought exasperatedly. "Contact Sarutobi-dono, tell him that he is in charge until I get back," he ordered as he activated the seal that would secure the room until his predecessor arrived.

The brown noser gave a startled yelp as the barrier flung him bodily from the room and slammed the doors behind me.

Massaging his temples, Minato closed his eyes searching for the Hiraishin Shiki he had placed on his daughter for just such an occasion. "There you are…" he muttered, his eyes snapping open. Then, with barely a thought, he vanished into Hiraishin making a grab at the space where he could feel his wayward daughter as he came out of the technique…

Only to grasp air as Narumi hurled herself out of the way, blowing a raspberry at him as she freefell off the Hokage Tower.

"God damn that girl makes me proud…" Minato whispered to himself as he watched his daughter bounce off the outer wall of the tower and practically fly over the rooftops as she cackled like a maniac.

The chase was on…

Omake: Temper Tantrum

By: EDelta88

Inspired and partially written by Jostanos

A certain 'undead' Uchiha saw what happened and was stunned, stymied, and FURIOUS!

"Where did that other Kyuubi come from? And why did he take my pawn?" Tobi

ranted before he added, "And where the fuck did it go?! If I'm ever able to find him I'll... I SHALL BEND HIM TO MY WILL AND FORCE HIM TO DESTROY KONOHAGAKURE! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Snap!

"Huh?" our demented Uchiha wondered. Finally noticing the nice ANBU (one in particular tossing away a suspiciously broken stick) surrounding him the Uchiha sheepishly grinned beneath his mask and rubbed the back of his neck." Did I just say that out loud?"

The surrounding ninja nod in ominous unison.

For a moment the masked shinobi said nothing, staring back at them. "Um...Ooops?" he said, lamely shrugging his shoulders.

The nice ANBU draw various weapons and start performing various handseals.

The certain undead Uchiha waves to the nice ANBU before turning and sprinting in the opposite direction. "Toodles!"

Edit at 7:15 PM

GUYS! I forgot to change something! Gomen!