Ch.3
"I feel so violated…" Kurama muttered, wrapping her arms around herself after finally being left alone in her patient gown in the exam room with Jiraiya, who returned with Naru, having been hovering over his goddaughter like he clearly wants to rather than being absent like she understood his occupation as Konoha's Spymaster required.
"Yeah, doctors and nurses do that. Their job is to get all up in your business, no privacy, no dignity." Jiraiya agreed while still holding Naru, who was very comfortable with her godfather.
"I am happy they didn't notice the massive gaps in my body made of chakra." Kurama sighed and Jiraiya snorted in amusement. "What is it, you insufferable man?" Kurama jested, she rather quite liked Jiraiya. He was funny, flattering and…part of her was horrified at the thought, handsome. She was even learning from him that he was a 'Super Pervert' and proud of it. Then he explained perversion, sex between humans, flirting…it has been an educational two days.
"I explained that away as your bloodline which is extreme regeneration. Those gaps are what's left of wounds that are still healing." Jiraiya explained as he handed her Naru who had begun to squirm and reached out for her mama. Kurama cooed and took her baby, who fussed at the gown in the way, so Kurama rolled her vibrant red eyes, pulled the gown away and fed her. "That kid eats way more than any baby should."
"I have noticed. I think it's because she's an Uzumaki. Both of my, um, friends, ate like this when I was 'with' them." Kurama suggested as she felt a doctor arriving.
"Okay, aside from the portions of your body replaced with chakra as they fill in with flesh, you are in perfect health, Miss Uzumaki. Your daughter as well, but our preliminary tests state she requires easily double the caloric intake of other infants her age, so don't be shy to indulge her as you are." The doctor, a man with an absolute clinical air to him, gestured to where Naru was suckling from her reddish left nipple. "How fortunate you are lactating, she needs it."
"Yes…how fortunate." Kurama deadpanned to keep up with her backstory of why she's lactating and why it's Miss Uzumaki and not Missus. "Do I have to stay much longer?"
"I would recommend that you stay until those gaps fill. We provide you with what you need to help speed up your healing." The doctor told the secret vixen as she thought over the offer.
If what he said was true then instead of another month and a half of gathering the necessary calories and materials to fill the gaps in she may just need a doctor's visit. "How long?"
"Another day at least on an IV nutrient drip." The doctor answered and Kurama turned to Jiraiya.
"Thank you so much for bringing me here, but if Naru is okay to leave, could you take her to your place ahead? After I get pumped for you to take bottles home." She had been briefed on the wonders of baby bottles by Jiraiya too. The man knew a surprising amount about childcare.
"She's clear to leave, I'll have a nurse come pump you for milk to take home." The doctor then left and Kurama relaxed a bit.
"Just be warned, my apartment is going to be dusty and disused, we've got a week to clean it up before I leave on business, then Inu will be posted as your personal guard and integration assistant." Jiraiya stated before taking Naru when the dear finished eating and yawned.
"Inu?" Kurama asked, noting how natural Jiraiya seemed to be at holding a baby.
"The dog-masked ANBU." Jiraiya answered and then turned away for some reason when a nurse with a glass and metal device returned, only to blink at Kurama's chest and look at the device in her hands.
"I think I might need to get one for cows." At this, Jiraiya giggled goofily and Kurama blushed.
"Why?" Kurama asked in embarrassment, not bad embarrassment either, it was new.
"Girl, you have enough boob for four women. Hold on while I ask around for a bigger one you will need to take home after we're done." The female nurse left and Kurama felt oddly…tingly in her nipples and groin for some reason.
=Fox=
"Welcome to my abode. A home away from home for me." Jiraiya greeted once Kurama met him at the door to his apartment in the village after she had left the hospital and followed the directions he wrote for her. Thanks to Mito and Kushina, she was literate in the written language of the Elemental Nations. She was a bit slow at it, though.
"You don't live here as you said, but you live outside the village?" Kurama asked at his wording.
"I have a retreat where I live most of the time when I write my books. This is the apartment I stay at when I'm needed in the village. It's not my home." Jiraiya explained as he let her in.
"So once you leave it will basically be mine?" Kurama asked hopefully, because the apartment as humans call it, was on the top floor of an 8 floor tall building, on the corner, with arguably the best view of the city, which these silly humans call a village.
"My plan was to give it to Naru when she became old enough. I own this apartment complex. If the building super gives you any grief, please have Lord Hokage connect me." Jiraiya answered. "I will also send you a monthly allowance even if you get a job. The allowance is so you have a fallback so you can take care of Naru."
"Goodness, with you doing so much, you might as well be my mate." Kurama smiled beautifully and enjoyed the Jiraiya's sputtering and reddening face.
"I'll, uh, ahem…I am just doing what I can for my godson." Jiraiya dismissed, turning away while coughing into his fist.
"Ah, I see. You love another female." Kurama stated, feeling…disappointed. These new feelings and hormones were so intense and complex. Mortals are so complicated…
"...You are surprisingly observant for a demon." Jiraiya intoned with a heavy tone.
"Human-watching is a long-held past-time of mine. It's what got me in so much trouble." Kurama admitted as she immediately searched and relaxed at finding Naru asleep in a crib.
"How so?" Jiraiya asked curiously, clearly deflecting further from the topic of his feelings.
"Many tribes, villages and other such groups caught me watching and assumed I was going to eat them. Their fear drove them to attack me so I attacked back. After a while, legends of my power led more to attack me for it, which then led to Madara enthralling me with his eyes. Then I was stuck in Mito, which led to my siblings being sealed too." Kurama explained while looking around the clean apartment. "You said it was dirty and disused."
"I had a day and the liberal use of Shadow Clones." Jiraiya smirked and Kurama lamented such a handsome rogue was not available. She wanted to try out other mortal things.
"Hm, this body's urges sometimes irk yet surprise me. The more mortal I make it the more it automates and reflects the creature I base it off of. Already I have needs." Kurama admitted as she sat down on the couch and rubbed at her thighs.
"Oh, um, I'll go get food to stock the fridge!" Jiraiya said making a hasty retreat to the door.
"Hm, oddly, his refusal makes him more attractive." Kurama kneaded her lower stomach and reached up to her bust with a bit lip. Hm…this den is safe enough for something naughty.
=Fox=
About two hours later, Jiraiya returned with another woman as Kurama was busy trying to figure out the stove contraption. "Hey, Kurama, I-whoa!" Jiraiya spun around, facing away while the black-haired, dark-eyed woman gawked at the secret vixen. "Why are you naked in the kitchen?!" Jiraiya flustered and Kurama blinked.
"Because this isn't in public and it is comfortable in here?" Kurama answered in bemusement.
"I remember Kushina used that excuse with Minato sometimes, but I never thought it was an Uzumaki thing." The woman snorted. "And you say you are not…?" The woman asked while looking towards Jiraiya with an incredulous eyebrow-raise.
"I am not in a relationship with her. I swear. She's just…look, Uzu was a very different place from Konoha, we both know this from talking to Kushina. Kurama, please put clothes on." Jiraiya urged and Kurama pouted with her arms crossed under her bust, squishing them upward.
"Fine." Kurama continued pouting as she marched to the couch and began putting her clothes on. "So, who is this?" She asked as she shimmied her panties up her thighs.
"I am Mikoto Uchiha, I was friends with Kushina before her passing." Mikoto introduced herself with a formal bow. "I had tried adopting Naru before, but the council was denying any attempts by non-relatives." The name Uchiha made Kurama stiffen in fear, but then she remembered Mikoto. She was best friends with Kushina, whether Mikoto felt that way or not.
"I thank you for trying, but this cesspit full of human filth won't let my new daughter live her best life. So, as distant family, I will do my best to ensure she gets that chance, despite this city's insistence otherwise." Kurama struggled with the bra and huffed before turning around. "Do you mind…?" At Kurama's request, Mikoto helped hook her bra immediately.
"Your bust rival's lady Tsunade's. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, as she is quarter Uzumaki and Kushina was no slouch in the bust department either." Mikoto commented and backed up as Kurama pulled her pants on.
"I don't know who that is, but I'll take your word for it." Kurama pulled on her tunic and tugged and tucked it until it was wrapped around her massive 24cm wide breasts. 24cm each.
"I am sorry for intruding, I had to see Naru after I heard she returned. Kushina and I had planned on Sasuke and her being playmates when Naru was born. I hope that can still be the case." Mikoto said with a hopeful smile.
"I'm sure Naru would like that." Kurama said, unsure what the implications of a playmate were.
"This all said; Mikoto, Kurama will be living here with Naru for the foreseeable future. Just keep in mind that as a True Uzumaki, Kurama's sensibilities are…odd, by Konoha standards." Jiraiya warned her and Kurama appreciated the extra social lubricant.
"I'm sure we'll get along just fine." Mikoto giggled as she joined Kurama in sitting on the couch.
=Fox=
"That was…unpleasant." Kurama said after she exited the bathroom.
"For you and me both." Jiraiya sighed. "You've never done that before? Even when you had the fox body?" Jiraiya asked curiously, which Kurama appreciated. If there was one thing about humans she liked, it was their curiosity and the intense desire to satisfy it.
"Most calories or mass was being used to build this body, the rest were for milk. I have never needed to relieve myself of waste. I know of the feeling, but I have never needed it." Kurama huffed as she looked at her lower body. It brought both pain and relief.
"Interesting. Anyway, speaking of food, I'm a hand at cooking, but since it is short notice, I only have ramen cups for lunch." Jiraiya
"I thought you left yesterday for food?" Kurama asked as she thought she remembered the man saying that before he came back with Mikoto.
"I did, but by the time I got to the market, they were out of cabbage and what I had planned to make needs Northern cabbage, not Napa. I was going to hit another market this afternoon." Jiraiya excused, meeting Mikoto at said market as an implied secondary excuse.
"This seems like a skill I will need. I had tried a bit of the chicken in the fridge before you snatched it from me and cooked it. I understand now that this body can't handle raw food." Kurama huffed as the chicken didn't even taste the same with this much more complex brain and tongue.
"Yes, you will need to learn how to cook once I leave. I'm sure Inu may know how to cook, but he will not be around all the time for you." Jiraiya told her as he started making the ramen.
"So, will you teach me?" Kurama asked in interest.
"I'm good, but not as good of a cook as I wish. I only know a few dishes." Jiraiya told the secret vixen. Kurama watched these 'ramen cups' intently before a knock was heard from the apartment door. Kurama looked from the suddenly fantastic smelling food to the door. "I'll answer it, this just simmers in the boiling water for three minutes before it's ready to eat."
Kurama nodded as she stared at the covered cups while Jiraiya went to the door. He opened the door greeting the blind looking ninjas, the Hyuga. It was a man and a pregnant woman with him. They must be mates. Kurama filed this all away in her mind as she focused on the fascinating odd cooking of this ramen food.
The three talked as they entered the kitchen finding the demon focusing on the memorizing smell and mysterious cooking of the ramen. The three kept talking until they took note of Kurama's mental absence.
"Uh, Kurama, it's done cooking." Jiraiya voiced and Kurama snatched the eating sticks and began to slurp up the noodle slowly before her mouth exploded in flavors she had never thought she would experience! The secret vixen then proceeded to devour the cup's contents and then devoured Jiraiya's portions as well.
"More!" Kurama demanded while she held up what was meant to be Jiraiya's cup.
"Oh no. She's a ramen demon, like Kushina! It is an Uzumaki thing~!" Jiraiya wailed in mourning for his wallet.
"I figured that. The way she was staring it was like she's never seen instant ramen before." The pregnant woman commented.
"I hadn't! We never had this in Uzushiogakure! I also never found it elsewhere! What is this magic food of the gods?!" Kurama demanded from Jiraia with her red eyes sparkling.
"It's a common food here Konoha." The man voiced with smirk.
"Wow~...so who are you two again?" Kurama ignored Jiraiya whispering to them about 'ramen brain' or something. She would forgive him the slight if he got her more ramen!
"I am Hiashi Hyuga, head of the Hyuga Clan and this is Hiata Hyuga, my wife." Hiashi told her.
"We were both friends of the late Hokage and his wife. We came by to see if their daughter was truly safe." Hiata said with a kind smile. "You actually reminded me a bit of Kushina."
"Well, us Uzumaki share plenty of defining traits, like our round, soft faces. Naru is this way." Kurama led the group to what Kurama considered to be Naru's room, even if until Jiraiya left, it was also her room. Naru was awake and just wiggling about, before she saw Kurama and squeaked and cooed happily while grabbing her hands at her adopted mom, who cooed and let her grasp the fingers of her left hand.
"She seems to be developing rather quickly. She's just barely two months old, right?" Hiata asked Jiraiya, since he was the girl's godfather and likely knew more than her right now.
"She might be a little genius like her father." Jiraiya proclaimed with pride and melancholy. "I still need to be out there, but when I found out about what happened at the orphanage I had to find someone I could trust to take care of her."
"I will do my best, Jiraiya. She is family to me." Kurama said, feeling guilty again for the deaths of Kushina and Minato even if they weren't her fault.
"Which is of utmost importance. Nothing is more important than family." Hiata declared while rubbing her swollen belly through her white-gray robe. "My own little one will be along very soon. I hope Naru will be friends with them." Kurama didn't miss the tightening of Hiashi's eyes and the slight downturn of his mouth, but she didn't comment on it.
"As do I. Now then, she's already tuckered out, let's leave her to rest." Kurama bent down, smishing her bust into the cradle to smooch her daughter's brow and then they quietly left the room. "Now then, let's get to know each other a bit. I already met Mikoto."
=Fox=
"Ugh~...I felt like they were judging every single thing I said." Kurama groaned as she slumped into the couch cushion.
"That's because they were. Hyuga can see through anything, so they can see your heart, for instance. It is known that when a person lies, the heart twitches. That they didn't call you out on anything is impressive." Jiraiya informed her and Kurama was thankful she had control over her bodily functions to an extent. That will change as she becomes more used to it.
"So, a lie-detector test? Well, considering it failed, that doesn't absolve me of anything." Kurama snorted with an eye-roll-.
"Jiraiya! I heard you brought back the brat with a new woman! She better like sake!" A brash woman with wild spiky brown hair and red tattoos under eyes burst into the apartment! "I need to see my friend's kid and get to know the replacement bitch!" Kurama wondered how she knew she was a fox…then realized that was a derogatory term and frowned.
"Tsume, you're pregnant! You shouldn't be drinking and she's breastfeeding!" Jiraiya shouted in disapproval at the feral-looking woman.
"I wasn't saying I was drinking, Toad. I was offering some stress relief to a girl who had a kid dumped on her. How did you find a lass that was lactating already? Is she pregnant? She doesn't look it?" Tsume asked rapidly.
"My child died shortly after being born and my husband was murdered in a bandit raid that finished off my caravan." Kurama deadpanned, really leaning into her backstory. The more she used it, the more it would become real enough that she might even believe it.
"I…shit, really? Fuck. You and I both need drinks now and we can't. Fuck." Tsume said in surprising sympathy. "This one's father is cheating on me, I'm pretty sure."
"Oh no, I am going to confirm. Shadow Clone Jutsu!" Jiraiya created a clone, they nodded to each other and the clone leaped out of the door. "He will ghost your baby-daddy and find out. I'm going grocery shopping. No booze!" Jiraiya pointed at them and left.
"...So, wanna suck each other's tits?" Tsume's sudden offer made Kurama blink.