Ch.10
"I am impressed with how mobile you are at your size." Shibi Aburame commented as Kurama lowered herself into her seat at the Clan Council table in the Hokage Tower. She was 7 months along and both babies were doing well. Tsunade suggested channeling her chakra through her womb more often than she passively does, to both reinforce her unborn babies and help repair any defects during their formation within her. This also made her babies grow big, fast.
"Need I reiterate my Uzumaki-ness again?" Kurama smiled mildly as she rubbed the sides of her fecund swell, looking due with her twins already, but she still had months to go. Tsunade was certain she'd carry to term because of how healthy and strong she was.
"Yes, yes, can we start this meeting?" Hiashi asked impatiently. Oh? Is Hiata masturbating without him again, enticing him to come home as soon as possible?
"What is this meeting about, anyways?" Tsume asked as she petted her hound and gave Kurama a look that the redhead missed because she was busy rubbing her belly.
"We have convened to discuss the commissioning of the Uzumaki Clan to advance the use of Fuinjutsu across the village." Fukagu told them and Kurama perked up from her maternal daze.
"You wish to learn Fuinjutsu to improve the village?" Kurama asked perkily. This pleased the demon fox since it would be like the days of Ninshu and her father. Spreading the great art of understanding the world and chakra. Maybe Kurama could bring that back as well.
Kurama sighed as she remembered some of her younger days wandering the lands. She would prance and dance across the landscape, her paws creating lakes while her tails formed rivers. She spent the spring helping villages with sowing their crops and irrigation. How she would lessen the fears of humans by taking kit-like forms from time to time. Such carefree days.
"-Kurama-dono!" Inoichi exclaimed as Kurama was pulled from her reminiscing. He gave her a sad but knowing look as Kurama blushed. She had been doing that more and more lately, slipping into the past and seeing it past the veil of anger she had put up when Madara had enthralled her. Not to mention Tsunade called it a 'bad case of Pregnancy Brain'.
"Sorry, I was lost on the road." Kurama claimed. It was a term she had started using that simply meant she was lost in her centuries of memory. It was also her excuse for daydreaming and other ditzy airheaded behavior, which had been happening more often. "What were we on?"
"We were discussing the suggestion you gave. Just teaching Fuinjustu would take too long. We wish to commission you to give the arts of the Uzumaki to the village." Murakumo huffed.
"The stuff I use in my home is child's play." Kurama told them with some concern. "Do you need more complex seals for the walls or something?"
"Children? Kurama, I've looked at the seals in your fridge, that's mastery level." Fugaku exclaimed and Kurama blinked at him owlishly.
"Oh…you poor, poor things. You think that is mastery? I watched Kushina-chan play with those as a toddler." Kurama said with pitying condescension and concern. "I refuse. If you cannot grasp literal child's play, then I will not provide them without at least a small group of people able to understand the work. Gather a class and I will teach, but until then, you will have to settle for what a Shadow Clone provides on seal paper."
"But even Jiraiya-sama said it was mastery level…" Hiashi commented dumbfounded.
"No offense to Jiraiya-kun, but have you heard of the saying 'garbage in, garbage out'? What you have all had to work with is literally scraps, pieces of wholes. I mean, your seals for explosive tags alone are just a single part of the greater Conduction Seal meant to provide floor-heating in homes. A very unstable part of it, specifically the Ignition and Combustion portions melded together haphazardly." Kurama shook her head in dismay.
"But the Fourth Hokage learned from Jiraiya-sama! And he sealed the demon in human from!" The single civilian in the room, who was only in the room so she could report for propriety to the greater council what was being talked about.
"Wrong. He learned initially from Jiraiya-kun, but even before he married Kushina-chan, she still greatly aided him in his fuinjutsu. I would need to see the fabled Hiraishin Seal to understand how it works without much trial and error, but I am certain I could easily replicate it." Kurama claimed with comfortable casualness.
"I, um." The woman grunted, looking at Kurama in disbelief, but quieted down.
"I'll start up a class to properly teach the art. Since anyone can learn Fuinjutsu, it will be open to all, even civilians." Kurama told the others.
"Doesn't Fuinjutsu take chakra like all ninja disciplines?" Tsume asked in confusion.
"Yes, but actually no. All you need is chakra-infused ink. From there, anyone can make seals. All it takes is knowledge and a steady hand. In the case of inkless seals, such as engravings, then the user must have access to their chakra, but otherwise, it's completely accessible. It was why many Fuinjutsu specialists in Uzu were civilian contractors." Kurama smugly informed.
Many around the table looked at her in shock and fear that she blinked at.
=Fox=
"-Which is why, we need the civilians to believe, whole-heartedly, that they need us in as many facets of their lives as possible." Hiruzen told Kurama in her living room, having just finished explaining the socio-economic dominance of ninja in Konoha and that if even a single supplied civilian contractor fuinjutsu user existed, then a massive amount of political and social capital would be lost to the ninja. Which, to Kurama-.
"That is total fucking totalitarian horseshit!" Kurama snarled furiously, her eyes slitting vertically and her teeth elongating into fangs with her hair raising in nine distinct 'tails' flowing with her chakra. "Uzu was prosperous not just because of fuinjutsu, but because of their egalitarian society! I hate this village, you know this! Stop giving me more reasons to despise it!"
"Kurama! Calm down, your babies!" At Hiruzen just mentioning her unborn babies, she frantically petted her hair and rubbed her belly, taking deep, slow, calming breaths as her bestial traits lessened, but didn't vanish. Whatever her pregnancy was doing to her and Hurama, more and more of her chakra was available despite Naru's seal and nobody wanted everyone at large knowing who Kurama really was. "Do you need some tea? Chocolates?"
"Both, please." Kurama huffed, as she closed her eyes and leaned back, cradling her womb while the old man, who was actually only middle-aged, but Sarutobi age fast and hard, made her some tea and got some of the chocolate cookies from the kitchen. "Thank you."
"I do wonder how you know so much of Uzushio." Hirizen asked as he started to serve her.
"Many visits there with Mito and rants from Kushina. Not to mention, when they dreamed, I would be forced to experience them sometimes and most dreams are based off of memories." Kurama sighed before nibbling on a cookie and sipping the sweet tea. "For instance, Naru is still too young, her dreams are mostly flashes of images and incomprehensible noise."
"I see, I had thought you visited the island before." Hiruzen said as he sat back down.
"The only village I stayed next to besides Konoha was a small farming hamlet that worshiped me as a Kami. I barely interacted with them besides taking their offering of food. They thought I aided in the yields of their crops, which I sort of did. They were slaughtered by the Uchiha over bad grain. I didn't stay near villages after that." Kurama replied melancholically. "As much as I have come to appreciate humanity these past several months, you all are just so horrible…"
"Jiraiya-kun calls it, 'The Cycle of Hatred'. So long as we hold onto the grievances of the past, humanity will never be able to find peace with one another."
"Yet, if you let grievances that need to be dealt with go, the perpetrators will just continue their reprehensible actions." Kurama pointed out before nomming on another cookie.
"Thus perpetuating the cycle." Hiruzen bitterly nodded with a sip of his tea.
"It's stupid. Grandmother went supposedly mad over the 'Cycle' from what Father had explained while I was still sealed in him. I still think Grandmother wasn't even human." Kurama huffed as she eyed the sky.
"Inoichi has been compiling volumes of historical corrections, but nothing prior to your birth. Who was your grandmother?" Hiruzen asked and Kurama sighed through her nose.
"You know her myth. The Witch and the Tree, it is commonly known." Kurama answered through a mouthful of chewy, chocolaty goodness. If all her fat didn't go to her 30cm wide tits, she would have more consideration for eating all this delicious junk food. Then again, her ass was getting rather caked up, in a good way according to Zuzu.
"You mean, the origin of chakra?" Hiruzen asked with wide shocked eyes.
"The very same." Kurama confirmed before chugging the tea to chase the cookies.
"You say she wasn't human? Why?" Hiruzen prodded with his insatiable curiosity.
"I found a tribe of humans once, the only one with records before my father returned the world to peace for a time. They spoke of a tree falling from the sky and two beings coming with it. The tree devoured all around it and then one of the beings began to prepare to be eaten before they betrayed the other. This first being then ate a fruit and became a Kami, hiding in a village.
"The tale jumps some years to the Kami merging with the tree and their version of the Witch and the Tree began." Kurama then sighed. "So, effectively, my grandmother and the Tree were not of this world. Truly aliens. So chakra itself isn't natural to this world."
"That seems implausible, but a mere man controlled you so who knows." Hiruzen commented.
"That 'mere man' had those damned eyes. Eyes that are but a watered-down imitation of my father's eyes, but still of his blood." Kurama groused, but tried not to be too bitter over the Sharingan being a weak imitation of the Rinnegan. After all, Mikoto was her best friend.
"I see. We're off topic I think. How would you propose we use Fuinjutsu without breaking the Village economy?" Hiruzen asked.
"Ugh, since you refuse to allow civilian contractors to exist for nearly anything, then I will have to train the utility ninjas in better seal work." Kami-damned monopolies!
=Fox=
"No, no, no! You'll just turn it into a bomb! Why do you all think making shorter scrolls will make things efficient?!" Kurama shouted at her class while holding the left side of her 8-month pregnant belly with her other hand on her lower back. She looked overdue with her twins, but she still had up to two months left. She had big babies, assumedly both sons.
"I'm sorry Kurama-sensei, I just saw that these two kanji did similar things, this one is just faster to mark down." Hojo muttered.
"Yes, indeed, which will cause it to short out and explode! Do it again, the full length this time! Ugh, if you're concerned about space, remember that the seals will still work with them furled." Fucking seriously, Kurama did not understand where the misconception that seals needed to be exposed or sprawled out to work came from.
Kurama felt Furama inform her that she was due back. The vixen also noted that Naru seemed like she was trying a word, an actual word. Not the babble she had been doing for months now!
"Work on it, dismissed!" Kurama waddled out and grunted in appreciation when Shizune was swiftly upon her and helping her along. "Hurry, Furama is hearing Naru about to say her first word!" Kurama urged excitedly and Shizune helped the Uzumaki Matriarch through the compound to the main house with as much speed as the hugely pregnant woman could use.
"Ra-badt, rabdta," Naru kept repeating when they entered as she reached for her toy that got stuck on a high shelf. It was a rabbit that Tsunade got her, Naru's frog was in her other hand.
"Naru! Are trying to say Rabbit?" Kurama cooed before the infant turned to her and giggled, trying to waddle from her standing position before falling on her bum and laughing.
"Ma-bbft, ma-." Naru scrunched up her face in a very foxy manner before starting again. "Ka-chan!" Kurama suddenly blubbered, breaking down in joyous sobs as she picked up her baby and hugged her to her massive bosom, the near-toddler blew raspberries into her mom's creamy cleavage and the redhead fluttered her blond-haired head in kisses.
=Fox=
"Augh~!" Kurama roared as she tried crushing her husband's hand. Why didn't she just let Hurama deal with this?! Why do babies break their mother's pelvis, what's wrong with humans?!
"You can do it, I can see the crown!" Tsunade assured her, since although they got to Konoha General, which served the whole village, Tsunade was still acting as her doctor.
"Zuzu, I will fucking kill you~!" Kurama cried with tears running down her cheeks.
"I love you too, honey!" Shikazu said nervously, eyeing every exit.
"Gagh~!" Kurama scream-groaned as she pushed one last time.
*Wah~!*
"That's number 2! You did it, Kurama!" Shizune, acting as a nurse, declared happily.
"Yeah, great…can I fall asleep now?" Kurama gasped and panted as she relaxed.
"Nope! Post-birth deaths tend to happen when the mother falls unconscious, no rest yet." Tsunade denied while another nurse washed off her secondborn.
"Oh, you gotta be kidding me." Kurama panted as she tried not to glare at her husband, who was still on this long term mission he wouldn't tell her anything about.
"Both babies have whisker marks like Naru!" Shizune proclaimed as she cleaned the infants off and checked with the help of the other nurse.
"Well, at least they'll look like their older sister in that way." Shikazu sheepishly commented, since Naras almost always have sons, which it seems has stayed true this time. They also always have black hair and dark eyes. Kurama hoped something came from her besides the whisker marks.
"Hm, let me take a look at them, Shizune." Tsunade said before looking at Kurama. "Don't go to sleep just yet." The Sannin warned again.
"I wanted them to have my hair." Kurama pouted, talking to Shikazu would keep herself awake.
"Very deep shade of red." Tsunade muttered. "Almost like dried blood. Might darken as they grow or lighten if they take after their mother. High Uzumaki chakra which is good for newborns of that line. Eyes are dark with a bit of red on the outer edges, and may change as they grow. Later twin looks to be heterochromatic with one eye being red, the other dark."
"Woo! Uzumaki genes!" Kurama cheered weakly before she moaned when milking hoses were suddenly put to the thimble-sized nips on her 33cm wide boobs. "Uhn~, w-what?"
"They need some rest before they can eat and you need to stay awake. Considering you're even bustier than me right now, due to your macromastia and obscenely high prolactin levels, I had a cow-milker installed in this suite in preparation along with your pre-prepared colostrum." Tsunade declared and Kurama moaned at being treated like a cow.
"This is, ugh, fuck, it's coming out." Kurama groaned as she felt like something started slithering out of her and she had contractions again.
"A little quick, but not unexpected." Tsunade motioned for nurses to help with the afterbirth.
=Fox=
Kurama groaned when she woke up after getting the go ahead to pass out some time ago. She looked down to see her belly flat and her head throbbed from exhaustion. "I'm so tempted to pop into Furama's head and just play with Naru if she's awake. Tsume should be watching her until I get back."
Where was Shikazu? He better not have left just after she gave birth. Kurama was going to hunt him down. Ugh, she was so tired. Maybe letting Hurama just sleep and sitting in Furama was a good idea. She should wait for Tsunada's go-ahead, probably.
"Ah, you're finally awake!" Tsunade said cheerfully as she walked into the room.
"Would it be okay if I swap bodies for a bit? Hurama is so tired and I want to see Naru." Kurama asked with a whine.
"I would advise against it, since it is your chakra allowing Hurama to recover so fast, but she is out of danger now, so go ahead if you really want." Tsunade shrugged dismissively.
"It's just this headache and tiredness. I just need a break, get me if Hurama complains too much and I'll hop back over." Kurama groaned before moving to Furama-ahn~!.
Fucking damn horny bitch! She was getting fucked by Kuromaru! Ugh! Why did she make Furama as big as a Ninken adult as proof of concept?! Stupid fox her giving into baser instincts. She got the black wolf Ninken off of her.
"Why were you watching?" Kurama asked with a blush since Tsume had been observing.
"As if I'm gonna stop fox-you from getting her needs taken care of. As for watching, I was making sure Kuromaru wasn't gonna hurt her even if they are similarly huge now. Don't worry, Naru's sleeping." Tsume declared confidently and Kurama deadpanned with doubt.
"Well, I don't exactly feel like dealing with natural-born fox-wolf hybrid Ninken. If you got her pregnant, the pups are your problem." Kurama huffed at Kuromaru, who barked in agreement.
"Eh, we'll take care of them, don't worry." Tsume said with a thumbs up.
"Tsume, why is the glass cabinet open?" Kurama asked, noticing it.
"I wanted to take it home, for reasons." Tsume said with blush.
"Ugh, whatever, I'm taking a break from the hospital for a few hours." Kurama groaned as she got in Furama's massive 'pet' bed.
Time for more napping.