"Do you fight to get stronger or do you get stronger to fight?"
"Why this would matter?"
"Hello... I'm the one who's going to kill you!"
Seeing the sun rising one more time was now a usual sight, A routine to follow for the past 17 millennia seeing how she had choose so much time ago to follow this fool of a dead — not really dead God.
Letting a sight, Uraume got up after praying and righted herself making her way to meet her Lord.
Uraume was a medium sized woman, she once was a powerful and feared yonko of her own era, The strongest per say really. At least this was what her master used to say about her during the lost era of the golden age.
Even after all those years Uraume couldn't really get why she was called the strongest, Was it her strength or how many she killed back then? it had been so much time that Uraume wasn't bothered to actually remember names or faces. Well, except to that dammed Sun lover monkey.
What was his name again? King D Monkey? Was it Marshall D Tache? Oh right Monkey D Luffy.
She wondered if he was still alive after being recognized by Nika and Wukong as a pure hearted spirit. Accordingly to her Master, This Luffy was adopted by Wukong himself a couple of millennia ago.
Who could blame Uraume for her bad memory? Time didn't really matter anymore once you acquired immortality — or in her own case, She had been give her own immortality as a gift for pushing her master to close to 2% of his power...
Considering how strong he was, Uraume till this day felt proud and happy managing to push her master this far.
"Ayo Popsicle-chan! Are you there?" A hand made its way to her shoulder and shook Uraume making her stop daydreaming.
"Sorry master ... I was remembering about certain things." The ever polite Uraume said bowing right away before kneeling.
"You really don't need to do that stuff yer know right?" The older male told her again, scratching his own scalp.
"You gave me immenses opportunitys... showing respect is the minimum i could do sir..." Uraume told the older male that seemed annoyed.
"WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME SIR!?" He screamed appointing one finger at her face, Uraume didn't know why he was so childish overall... That didn't bother her either.
"You are you master." That was Uraume last answer before getting up and standing.
Her master was a really tall man, Standing at 6'2 while herself was only 5'7. His hair was a mess of colors, A rainbow per say, Gold eyes with tomoe like marks that natural spinned in a slow motion daily.
It was till loud rushing feet noises could be heard from their shoten.
Uraume knew who these young ones were.
"They are-" Uraume wasn't allowed to finish as the door was kicked open by a pink haired pair.
"Senpai! Gojo-dog is cheating!" The small one cried pointing to the white haired teen.
"Stop whining brat!" A older pinkette growled hitting the younger one in the back of head.
"What!? He is cheating Sukubro!"
"Stop being a brat uh BRAT!" Those four annoyed her so much...
"Hahahahaha!" Her master laughed hard gathering the two pinkettes in a tight embrace.
"Master?" Uraume muttered but was totally ignored.
"I wasn't cheating sensei! I just showed Yuji how my blue works!" Gojo shouted back causing Yuji to argue back talking about how unfair it was.
All the while, Her master was still laughing and enjoying himself.
This was his family after all... none were bound by blood but he always said he loved everyone equally.
"You are a fucking baby Yuji!" Sukuna hissed at his younger twin, Crossing one pair of arms but still smiling.
"heh they are so cute!"
Of course her master would think this...
"Master I should make you remember that you have a reunion with Buddha soon-" Uraume was cut again. again and that made her mad.
"Oh! Buddha-chan is really waiting for me this time... damm it's already this time of the year?"
Uraume sighed, resigned to the fact that her attempts to remind her forgetful master of his upcoming reunion were once again thwarted. She watched as the vibrant chaos continued to unfold in the shoten, the energy of youth clashing with the timeless existence she had grown accustomed to.
As the laughter and banter filled the air, Uraume's thoughts drifted back to the memories of her era as a feared yonko. She remembered the battles she fought, the enemies she made, and the seas conquered. A wistful smile played on her lips as she reflected on the bygone era, where strength was measured not just in power but in the indomitable spirit of those who dared to challenge the seas.
Her master's attention remained captivated by the lively exchange between the pink-haired duo and the white-haired teen. Amidst the playful accusations of cheating and protestations of innocence, Uraume marveled at the peculiar yet endearing bond that had formed among them. It was a family bound not by blood, but by shared adventures and the peculiarities of their immortal existence.
With a gentle nudge from her master, Uraume found herself drawn into the mirthful embrace of the laughter echoing in the shoten. The tall, rainbow-haired man continued to revel in the antics of his companions, displaying a genuine affection that transcended the boundaries of time.
The room resonated with the vibrancy of their camaraderie, and Uraume couldn't help but be touched by the scene before her. Despite the weight of millennia, her master found solace and joy in the company of these seemingly ordinary yet extraordinary individuals.
The pinkettes, now calmed from their earlier dispute, exchanged playful banter with their older counterparts. Uraume observed the dynamics with a mix of amusement and curiosity, realizing that in this ageless existence, bonds formed in the crucible of time held a unique and enduring strength.
As the laughter subsided, a contemplative silence settled over the shoten. Uraume seized the opportunity to once again address her master, a hint of frustration in her voice.
"Master, the reunion with Buddha is imminent. We shouldn't keep her waiting."
Her words hung in the air, a reminder of responsibilities. Yet, her master, caught up in the ephemeral joy of his chosen family, remained blissfully oblivious to the passage of time.
With a resigned sight, Uraume prepared herself for the upcoming reunion, understanding that even immortals had obligations that couldn't be forgotten—no matter how tempting the distraction of laughter and camaraderie might be.
"You know that that reunion isn't that important right Popsicle-chan?" He spoke giving her a half smile.
"Why?" Uraume managed to ask.
"She wants me to go back to my pantheon... I don't feel like going to that treacherous place." Oh, now it made sense why he was avoiding this meeting.
"Amaterasu-sama is really pushing this matter to other pantheons?" Uraume asked while holding her own chin.
"Yeah popsicle-chan! She really is! What would she think about her amazing ex-husband living the time of his life with his new amazing family?" That made Uraume jaw drop.
Why he was so childish in first place!?
"Yes... master you are indeed correct." Uraume didn't agree but to keep his childish behavior at bay was best just agree... for now at least.
As Uraume reluctantly acknowledged her master's sentiments, the shoten continued to buzz with activity. The vibrant chaos of the unconventional family persisted, with the teenagers engaging in a lively debate about the best way to prepare a particular dish.
"Senpai, you've got to admit that adding chili flakes gives it the perfect kick!" the younger pinkette insisted, waving a spice jar triumphantly.
"Oh please, Yuji. A true culinary masterpiece requires a delicate balance of flavors. No need to drown everything in spice," Sukuna countered with a smirk.
Their banter resonated with a familiar warmth that had become a hallmark of their interactions. Uraume found herself drawn into the playful exchange, momentarily forgetting the impending reunion with Buddha.
The older male, her master, chuckled at the culinary dispute. "Cooking debates again, huh? You'd think after all these argumens, they'd have settled on a definitive recipe."
Uraume couldn't help but smile at the nature of their arguments. It was a testament to the enduring routine they had.
Meanwhile, Gojo, interjected with a mischievous grin. "Well, if you ask me, the secret ingredient is a dose of stuff. Keeps things interesting, don't you think?"
. "Chaos or not, it won't save your tasteless experiments, Dog." Sukuna rolled his eyes
The shoten echoed with laughter once more as the lively discussion shifted from culinary matters to the absurdity of Gojo's unconventional cooking methods.
Amidst the banter Uraume's master caught her eye and winked.
"See, Popsicle-chan, there's always something more entertaining than those meetings."
Uraume couldn't deny the truth in his words. The eccentricities of this makeshift family had become a source of solace in the immensity of time. As the shoten resonated with laughter and banter, Uraume silently acknowledged that perhaps the divine reunion could wait a little longer.
The shoten's atmosphere remained charged with the echoes of laughter and banter intertwining with the aromas of various dishes being prepared. Uraume's master continued to revel in the liveliness of the scene, seemingly content to postpone the impending reunion.
As the culinary debate continued, a new figure suddenly materilzed at the shoten— a serene, silver-haired woman with an ethereal presence. She carried an air of wisdom and tranquility that immediately drew attention.
"Ah, Buddha-sama! We were just talking about the secret ingredient to a perfect dish. Care to share your divine insights?" Teen Gojo greeted Buddha with a playful smile.
Buddha responded with a serene laugh, acknowledging the light-hearted banter. "Ah, the complexities of mortal pleasures. A dash of chaos, perhaps?" she mused, casting a knowing glance at Gojo.
The white-haired teen grinned, appreciating the acknowledgment from the wise being. "Exactly! You get it, Buddha-sama. Chaos is the spice of life."
Uraume observed the interplay between the divine and the mundane, realizing that in this timeless haven, even the gods sought moments of simplicity and joy.
In the midst of the discussions, Buddha's gaze met her Master.
"Now Now, Naruto, it is time to talk about it," She spoke with a gentle firmness.
"Yes, Buddha-chan. I understand." Naruto sighed, acknowledging the inevitability of the situation.
"Ah, Master!, don't forget to bring back some divine snacks. We're counting on you!" Uraume overhearing the exchange decided to break her own character a bit.
As Naruto prepared to leave the shoten with Buddha, He cast one last glance at the lively scene. The laughter, the debates, the chaotic charm of this family—it was a reminder that even in the vastness of immortality, the simplest moments held the deepest significance.
The shoten's door closed behind Naruto and Buddha.
The transition from the animated shoten to the serene surroundings of Buddha's realm was swift. Naruto found himself standing in a place where time seemed to move differently, and the air carried a weighty stillness.
"Naruto, You know why I've been insisting for you to go back to your pantheon?." Buddha with his composed presence, gestured towards a contemplative garden
"Buddha-chan, You know that Amaterasu herself banned me don't you?"Naruto spoke as they strolled through the serene garden, Naruto's thoughts focused on the severity of the situation.
"The pantheon is in disarray, and the balance has been disrupted. Your banishment has led to a power vacuum, and various deities are vying for control. The threads of fate are entangled in conflict."Buddha's gaze held a somber intensity. "You know that your duty holds a great deal within all the world. It was a dirty move to exile you but they are all seeing how this is... worse than expected. Without you there, The whole Japan is refusing to accept orders from anyone, All of the youkai are extremely hostile to humans and any other demi-god."
"Really?" Naruto's expression tightened with concern
Buddha paused, choosing her words carefully. "The solution lies in reconciliation. The pantheon needs to find a path of unity and shared purpose. Amaterasu's bitterness has fueled discord, and the consequences are far-reaching. A divine intervention is required to mend the fractures." Buddha's sighted. "As a friend... I'm asking you to go back and make this chaos end."
The two continued their contemplative walk, and Buddha continued to outline the intricate web of challenges. "Naruto, as a deity bound to both worlds, you hold a unique position. Your influence can bridge the gap and bring about a resolution. But it will require navigating the complexities of divine politics with wisdom and discernment." Arriving at a solemn pavilion overlooking a cosmic vista, Buddha spoke with a firm yet compassionate tone.
Naruto nodded, a sense of responsibility settling within him. "You know that this ain't getting free right? You know that she will make me kick Gojo or even worse... she will make me kill him and possibly Sukuna too."
"We both know you aren't allowing it to happen... Whatever you do, Keep in mind that we need to stabilize this conflict." Buddha gave him her last final words before vanishing in light.
"Yeah..."
Author Notes: Hopefully this really get forward, I've planning on working in this idea for quite some time now, mostly will feature character's from Naruto, Bleach Jujutsu kaisen and DXD.
Now about my other one... i really dont feel like continue that one, Spent the past months writing 12 chapters to post it weekly each one doing around 15-26k words and due to a recent black out in brazil... i lost all that since my pc exploded into a million pieces.
yeah ima take some more time to actually write and rewrite all of that again.
Tell me your opinion! Thanks!