Fuuka Igasaki expected a lot of things in her life. She would be a ninja, it was the family tradition after all. She expected to become a Ninninger to fight alongside her brother and cousins against the Kibaoni Army Corps. That her brother would lead the team. Sure he wasn't the brightest, he was dumber then a sack of rocks. That wasn't hyperbole, Kasumi tested it, the sack of rocks beat Takaharu in an IQ test…she still didn't know how that was possible. But he was strong and the most passionate about being ninja then any of them. Also a male.

But then things came crashing down one by one. Gengetsu broke from his seal several years earlier than expected, something about a miscalculation. She didn't expect that weird bat girl to fall out of the sky and drop onto her brother. Putting him out of action for the foreseeable future. And she didn't expect that the leadership and the Red was hers. And that weird bat girl said she could do it before she vanished in another portal.

She had to do it. While she wasn't any stronger then her cousins, she was the best choice to lead. Yakumo was more about magic, Kasumi was more about tinkering and science stuff and Nagi was…she didn't know what to call it. So she took it; But they were one man down so with a bit of clone substitution and a bit of Yakumo's magic and Kasumi's science, she could do double duty as both AkaNinger and ShiroNinger.

But even all that took a lot of out of her. She was constantly exhausted, having to train harder and take charge. To use her Ninjality to maintain her clone in combat while not trying to slip herself. She had to drink a dozen cups of coffee a day, mixed in with energy drink and way too much sugarcubes, to even function. They didn't have any other relatives whom could take up the mantle.

Luckily Yakumo and Kasumi came up with something. And they have been working hard on it. Fuuka stood in front of them in Kasumi's lab…with a pajama vest over her ninja uniform, holding her favorite pillow, eyes bloodshot, baggy and barely open. "We think we did it. Now the principle is that the corrupted Sealing Shuriken, tainted by negative emotions and darkness, create Youkai when they are thrown at objects…" Kasumi started.

"Yes?" Fuuka barely whispered out. She was also half-listening. She was that damn tired.

"So in theory we could recreate it, but using light and positive emotions, to create an ally for good. An anti-youkai, maybe." Kasumi continued. "In theory."

"We just need to test it. So Fuuka, you need to create your ninja double, and we can make sure that with the shuriken she remains sustained for good, without you becoming strained." Yakumo noted. "This will make things a lot easier for all of us."

"Yeah…" Fuuka barely could keep her eyes open.

"Ok…so can you create that double now? Fuuka?" Kasumi asked. Fuuka was now basically standing up while sleeping. She poked her cousin a few times. "Fuuka, wake up!"

Fuuka jerked awake as she yelled: "Die, Kibaoni!" and threw her pillow. She blinked a few times before she regained a bit of clarity. "I'm sorry, I'm so tired and there were cobwebs in my head…what were we talking about?"

"Er…about how we created a good Sealing Shuriken but you threw your pillow at it." Yakumo noted.

"Will that do anything?" Fuuka asked.

"We're about to find out…" Kasumi said as the pillow and the shuriken both became engulfed in light and everyone covered their eyes.

When the light was down, someone was sleeping on Kasumi's lab table. Then she stirred and got up. It was a girl with grey skin and pointy ears. Her eyes seem perpetually half-closed so it was hard to see what her eye color was. She had long hair which was tied into two thick long pigtails which reached onto the ground. She looked like a jiangshi. Her hat was a cute cat pillow, and the tag hung from it in front of her face like a spell seal. She had long sleeved robes that looked like a cross between a kimono and pajamas. She had baggy pajama pants and cute cat slippers. She yawned in a cute anime way, showing a cute little fang sticking out as she held the back of her left hand, still covered in the long sleeve in front of her mouth as she stretched the rest of her body. She was utterly adorable. And both her lap and bosom looked like they'd make great pillows.

Fuuka and Kasumi squealed in delight as they gushed over her. And the high pitch noise nearly blew out Yakumo's eardrums. "KAWAII!" both of them squealed at the same time.

"I'm sleepy, neru! Can you be a bit quieter, pretty please neru? I need my nap, neru." The girl said.

"Do you know who you are, what you are? You know who we are?" Kasumi asked. Valid since the Youkai created from the moment they were created knew whom they were and whom they served and were fully aware from day one.

"I'm Kyonshi, neru! You are the Igasaki Ninja whom oppose Gengetsu Kibaoni, neru." She said in a sleepy monotone. "You are Kasumi and Yakumo and you created me, neru…does that make you my mommy and daddy, neru?"

"Wait, what?" Yakumo asked.

Kasumi blinked. "Technically…maybe…I'm a mom?"

"Congrats, it's a girl!" Jinx said as she popped out of nowhere and put a cigar into Yakumo's mouth. And gave a pink teddybear to Kasumi which had the words she just said on its belly. "Be happy as you have one of the greatest power now…the power to create waifus!" Jinx said before she skipped out.

"Well, that happened." Fuuka noted. "Now…it was not what we planned but, we can work with her right?"

"I dunno, can we rely on a Youkai girl whom can barely keep herself awake?" Yakumo wondered.

True, Kyonshi was asleep while standing off, having nodded off and breathing softly while muttering 'Neru…neru…" in her sleep. And Fuuka felt like joining her because she was still dead tired.

But it was then that in her sleep, Kyonshi wrapped her arms around Fuuka and she glowed, in a bright baby blue. As the light engulfed her both for a few seconds, Fuuka felt blissful. Happy, calm… when the light died down, she no longer had baggy blood-shot eyes. "Whoa…I felt like I had slept for a week. I'm no longer tired. I feel better than ever."

"Ok, that power may prove useful to combat fatigue. But will that be enough?" Yakumo wondered.

"Papa?" a sleepy Kyonshi stumbled towards him. "Mama?" then he pulled both Yakumo and Kasumi into a hug. And fell asleep with them in his embrace.

"Did…my heart just skip a beat?" Yakumo wondered.

"I'm a mother…" Kasumi said as tears formed in her eyes.

"She also gives good hugs. Though I wonder how she'll do on the battlefield."

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"The fiery passion, Aka Ninger!" Fuuka said, as AkaNinger

"The roaring clouds, Ao Ninger!"

"The sparkling calm, Ki Ninger!"

It was up to Kyonshi, whom has taken on the ShiroNinger powers. However she was sleeping while standing up. She was nudged awake. "The slumberling blossom, Shiro Ninger neru!"

"The wavering haze, Momo Ninger!"

"We are the Shinobi whom are unwavering!"

"Shuriken Sentai Ninninger!"

The roll call was quite awesome…until the new Shironinger fell asleep again and leaned on Kasumi's shoulder while nodding off. "Kyonshi, sweetie, not now…"

"Sleepy, neru!" she muttered softly.

"Hah! Your teammate can't even stand up, let alone hurt me. Oh, this will be easy." Tengu laughed.

Then it turned out it wasn't easy. Somehow during the fight, he ended up fighting Kyonshi one on one…he swiped at her with his fan but she stumbled to the side drunkenly…or rather half awake and then did a half-tripping motion that ended with her headbutting Tengu and pushing him back. Tengu recomposed himself and charged at her but then she yawned and dropped down on the floor, curling up into sleep, just in time for Tengu to trip over her. An enraged Tengu got up; and advanced towards her. But Kyonshi got up, stretched her arms like people do when they got up, and one of her arms hit him in the face. "AH! WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?"

"Can you please be quiet, you are very loud…I need a nap neru!" Kyonshi said as she rubbed her eyes…or moved her hands over her visor as if rubbing her eyes.

"Don't mock me!" Tengu growled as he clawed at her with his arm, but she lazily leaned back to avoid and then sprung back like a boxing ball, sword out, which embedded in his torso on the left where his shoulder met his body.

"And you…don't underestimate me, neru!" She then pulled her sword down, creating a powerful slash which knocked the Youkai back and made sparks appear all over his body.

"Ok, I admit she is pretty good. Her sleep ninjutsu tricks really threw him for a loop." Yakumo said impressed.

"They grow up so fast." Kasumi said, crying tears of joy and pride.

"You know, at this point I feel like I'm just…here." Nagi noted. "Say, where's Fuuka?"

"Raizo Gabi separated her from us again, he wants a rematch." Yakumo explained.

"He should get over the fact that a girl has beaten him." Kasumi said.

"Er…I don't think that is the real problem." Nagi said.

Somewhere further away, Raizo Gabi confronted Fuuka…But he was sitting at a table, which held two plates and fancy silverwear, two champagne glasses, a vase with a rose and flower petals spread out. Fuuka blinked a few time. "I thought you wanted a rematch."

"We can still have that…mixing business and pleasure. I love strong women." Raizo said in a growl he thought was seductive…it was far from it.

"I hate everything about this." Fuuka noted.

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Daiderabotchi was first getting his ass kicked by the cowboy ninja in gold. Which was bad enough until he found himself wrapped up. He looked down and saw it was a rope. And no ordinary rope, as he couldn't break it with his physical strength. Then he felt himself being yanked of his feet and thrown about. Which should not be easy, brute force was his thing. He then saw a hoof coming towards him, hitting him in the face and knocking pieces of rock and machinery of him as he was sent flying.

Daiderabotchi shook his head and waited until he stopped seeing stars. And then next to the gold cowboy ninja stood a woman. A huge buff, Amazonian woman. But not human. She was a bovine humanoid. Like a minotaur but female. Hoofed legs, overalls, plaid shirt, a Stetson hat and worker gloves. She has cream/light brown fur, cow-like horns and ears and long dirty blonde hair. She had a nose ring and lighter spots on the fur under her eyes which made them look like freckles. Also she had huge breasts, which were more notable thanks to the cow bell necklace drawing attention to them "Howdy, partner. Ah must say that Ah'm not too fond of big bullies like ya runnin' around and ruining people's days because they can. Ah think yer in the need of some ass-whoopin'!" she said in a thick Southern accent.

"Another cowboy ninja?" Daiderabotchi asked.

"Nah, Ah'm a country girl, through and through. My lil' brother fancies himself the ninja. Ah'm cowgirl through and through." The cow woman said. "Southern Youkai Ushi-Onna, Ah'd say pleased to meet ya but ah'm not a liar."

"One: you are created by a Sealing Shuriken, so you are sort of ninja. Two: I literally created you so I'm older." Starninger noted.

"Not from where Ah'm standin'!" she said as she leaned over, she towered over her 'little brother'. "And puttin' that star in a cowbell is hardly ninja-like."

"Let's discuss it later, can you transform already?" Starninger said. "I could handle him, but I want to fair and give you a few licks in."

"Now, that's mighty kind of ya." Ushi-Onna said as she pulled out a branding iron. "Ah love myself some roughhousin'!" The branding iron glowed as she then smashed it into her thigh. "Brandin' time!" she said as the fiery glow spread over her body from the iron. The smell of barbeque filled the air as the glow covered her. The glow died down and she now was in an armored form. It was not a Ninninger-like form. It was…best to describe of Bullblack was female, bronze colored instead of Black and cowgirl instead of knight. "The scorching heatwave, DeputUshi!"

"Hiding won't stop party night!" Starninger said.

"Hold on tight, it's gonna be a rodeo!" DeputUshi said. The two charged in, Star-Sword Gun and Branding Iron in hand, and Daiderabotchi would be in for a world of pain.

"I wonder how he figured out how to use the shuriken to create the cow woman." Nagi asked.

"Oh, I put my thesis about the creation of Kyonshi in my autobiography." Kasumi said. The others looked at her. "If grandpa can have an autobiography, so can I!"

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"The cooling shade, KuroNinger." A black Ninninger had appeared next to Dark Doctor Mavro.

And Fuuka recognized that voice. It sounded colder and darker then she remembered, but she would recognize it. "Takaharu?"

"He isn't anymore. He is now my ultimate ninja, KuroNinger!" Dark Doctor Mavro said. "All that potential Ninjality but inside a broken and comatose body, going to waste until I sort of blew new life into it."

"You mean turning him into your puppet?" Fuuka growled. Takaharu was an idiot, but she was her brother. And you don't mess with her family.

"Yes." Dark Doctor Mavro said bluntly. "I'm a mad scientist with a ninja obsession, remember. I revel in this kind of shit. And now I made my ultimate ninja…time to test his strength. KuroNinger…destroy them."

The black Ninninger shot forward at great speed, Fuuka was barely able to follow but managed to pull up her sword in time to block his sword strike. "You are only here because I was broken. You weren't meant to be the leader…You were never meant to amount to anything. They only picked you because they didn't have me. You were always second place, always overlooked." It was heartbreaking for Fuuka to hear her brother say those worlds to her.

But she has been Akaninger for nearly a year, she had fought monsters with her own strength. She wasn't Takaharu because she didn't need to be. "I am not the same little Fuuka anymore. I am strong. And I will be strong enough to save you, brother!" she vowed.

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"No." that was what Fuuka said to her mother Sakurako.

"What?" her mother asked.

"I said no. I don't want anything to do with your stupid Ninja idol idea." Fuuka said.

"But…you loved that idea?" Sakurako asked.

"Maybe I once did. Or it was an idea printed in my head by you…because it was mostly your idea. But now…things have gone differently. I am not a little girl anymore. I had to take charge of the team and the family, I had to be the one whom led the team to defeating Gengetsu Kibaoni. When obtained the End Shuriken and nearly brought the end of the world…I had to lead the team through that.

After that, everything else felt so small, so silly. I love music and singing but your idea…to trademark the Ninninger brand? To use it for a silly idol gig? We are not a fictional hero group to draw inspiration from, we are real people. And if it was for a charitable cause I would consider but there is not even that; You just want to jump on the ninja idol band wagon.

Mom, your priorities are way off track. We risked our lives weekly and nearly died and barely averted an apocalypse, that is not something I want idealized or fantasized in that idol gig. I don't want to divide this family, after it nearly fell apart a few times already…and when Dad lost his Ninjality, you left. You weren't there…Not for dad, not for Takaharu whom spent the larger part of a year in coma, not for when we literally faced a monster of apocalyptic proportions…

I'm sorry, Mom, but you are so self-absorbed and…You are not actively malicious, but you can't see beyond yourself, and you did great harm that way." Fuuka sighed. Right now, I don't want to see you. Maybe reconciliation isn't impossible, but as you are now, if you can't change, then it's maybe better if you had just stayed away." Fuuka said. She refused to cry in front of her mother. She turned her back and walked away.

Sakurako blinked and looked down. Only when Fuuka was out of reach and view, she collapsed onto her knees and cried, with the realization and regret filling her.

"Not what I was planning, but all this despair and heartbreak…I'll take it." Ariake no Kata said from the shadows as she held out the gourd.

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The Ninninger faced a new opponent. She was of the same caliber as Gengetsu Kibaoni, but she was a different army. The Chimaoni Army Corps. Led by Aotsuki. Aotsuki was a tall, sexy female monster. Her moon-themed kimono was in shades of blue with silver linings. The upper part of her face was like a Noh mask, the lower half was broken. It revealed a mouth with a Glaslow Grin, stitched shut. Marks under her eyes showing tears.

That bastard Kibaoni…he told me he loved me, would leave his wife for me. But once I gave birth he sent my son away…and left me behind to be with that Ariake bitch. Used, thrown aside. And when I confronted him for my revenge…He did this to me…" she touched the stitched up parts of her mouth. "To make me suffer, so that no one else would love me anymore, so I would become hideous. And to make sure he would be the last man I loved. And when I finally crawled my way out of hell…you already destroyed Gengetsu, you already destroyed my son. You took everything I loved away Ninningers…and for that you will all pay!"

"We didn't kill him…we fought him but Gengetsu…and we couldn't just let him rampage, he was about to end the world." Fuuka noted.

"I don't care about this world. It has nothing left for me in it. And soon, there will be nothing left of you…" she raised her arms and the Sealing Shuriken, the ones that weren't converted in Nin-Shuriken, which she stole and re-corrupted, floated around her. "With the same tools you used to destroy Gengetsu. If I can't have my revenge on him, I'll destroy his slayers instead. If a couple of these can create monsters of great strength, what would they create if I infused all of them in one monster instead?"

"No, don't…" Fuuka warned.

But it was too late. The Sealing Shuriken gathered, and formed a warphole. At the quarry they were now, all the heavy equipment was sucked in to the portal. After every machine was sucked in the portal became a sphere of darkness, from which mechanical limbs started to step out off. Once it was done, a monster many times larger then most standard Mecha stepped out. It was a mechanical dragon of sorts, with eight long necks and heads. The heads looked like claw cranes, the forearms looked like when put together could become a bulldozer, the legs looked like they could become a spiky steamroller, the tail was a crane with a sharp hook. Where the necks joined was a cement mixer, but it mixed up more dangerous substances then cement so that the claw crane heads could spew out some truly nasty stuff. "Behold, the Hyper Advanced Youkai Orochi!"

"This is going to be a difficult one." Fuuka noted.

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"Kyuemon, is that you?" Aotsuki had witnessed the defeat of her ultimate Youkai after a very long and difficult battle. Only to find her son, whom she thought lost for centuries, in front of her.

"Yes mother, it is me." Kyuemon said.

"But you were dead, you were gone." Aotsuki said.

"Life and death are kind of weird in this line of work." Kyuemon noted. "Mother, I please must ask of you…please stop. I know from experience the path you set yourself on is a self-destructive one."

"I didn't care if I destroyed myself. They took you from me, I was so full of anger…" Aotsuki said. "I just wanted my family back."

"I also wanted family, and that was the excuse Gengetsu used to control me, making me believe I could belong. But he cared only for himself. He didn't care about the damage he did. What he did to both of us, shaping us into monsters like him." Kyuemon said. "Please mom, stand down. Stop this mindless revenge. We were given a second lease on life. Let's use that to fix things instead of destroying them. Let's be a family again."

"Kyuemon, my son…" Aotsuki started to cry.

"Technically I'm genderfluid and today my pronouns are she/her." she stated.

"I'm sorry, my daughter…you can be whomever you want to be. I wasn't there to see you grow up. I have missed your first steps, your first words, your first battle, your first spell…your first love? Did you find it?"

"Er, I met someone in hell. She is in the same boat as me. We are part of a group that were given second chances…I will introduce you to her, you'll like Dayu." Kyuemon said. "There will be so much to catch up on."

Aotsuki cried some more as she pulled in Kyuemon for a hug. They cried and didn't let go. And the heroes found it kind of touching. Once they broke the hug, Aotsuki turned to the Ninningers. "Ninningers, I'm sorry for all I did. The apology won't fix anything. But any punishment you wish to inflict, I will take it."

"Should we just let her off?" Yakumo asked.

"No, but we can't destroy or seal her either. She is a victim of Gengetsu's abuse. She needs help." Kinji noted. "And I know what it's like to lose a family."

"There is a program for former Sentai and Rider villains, so they can get therapy, reform, do community service…she can heal, help fix the damage she caused and give back to the community. That way she has a chance to form a family with Kyuemon." Fuuka said.

"You would give me this chance?" Aotsuki asked. The Ninningers nodded. "I promise not to waste it. I'll keep to my word and do everything to make things right."

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Kyuemon stood in front of a threat that was even bigger the Gengetsu Kibaoni…it was something much more monstrous. No, more then a monster. A god. "You dare to defy me, kitsune mage? Hachiman, the god of destruction?"

"I dare. And what is a god to a non-believer?" Kyuemon spat at him as he (his pronouns were he/him today) pointed his mallet at him.

"Your magic is too weak to harm me. Skilled as you may be…I am far beyond your power. I am the one whom Gengetsu Kibaoni sold his soul to for his power. That same power that made you what you are today. You would not exist because of me!"

"You may have part in creating me, but just like Gengetsu, that doesn't mean anything." Kyuemon said. "Those whom claim to have had part in my creation turned me into weapons to aim at the world. And I will not indulge in such foolishness again."

"You are indulging in different foolishness. Your Ninninger allies are not here to have your back. They are too busy playing with my pets. What do you have that would allow you to stand up to me?" Hachimon said.

"I got my own power." Kyuemon pulled out a Sealing Shuriken and it turned into a new form. He put it on his mallet and spun it around. "Shuriken Change!" In a flash he changed into a Ninninger-like form. Only in his own darker yellow color, the wide sleeves he normally wore, the sash the darker green from his head, with the symbols in the same dark yellow as the rest of his suit. He has a short skirt/robe attachment. The face looked like a kitsune mask with a shuriken visor attached. "The New Moon, Kitsuninger!" He reintroduced himself. "I am not hiding from the past, I press on to the future."

"You are alone, Kyuemon, and a wardrobe change won't change that."

"Whom said I was alone? You think that was the only Sealing Shuriken I used?" he snapped his fingers.

From over the cliffside looking down a whole bunch of cute warrior Youkai girls showed up. "The Sealing Shuriken when corrupted to create Youkai…they always ended up destroyed. Because they are mindless destructive brutes. But the way the Ninninger used them…Kyonshi was a Ninninger in her own right, and so was Ushi-Onna. So instead of hiding these shuriken away and prevent them from being stole and re-corrupted, I put them to use. I created heroes."

"Heroes die." Hachimon said.

"So do villains." Kyuemon said as she swished her mallet and a blade like the Ninninger's Ichibantou came out and he aimed it at Hachimon. "Yet I crawled out of hell before."

"I'll make sure that you stay there!" Hachimon said. He went from a human-like form an armored nightmarish, godly form.

Kyuemon charged in as his entourage of Youkai girls jumped down from the cliff, dashed over by his side and Hachimon found a small army running towards him. The battle was on.

NOTES

Just a few btis and pieces from looking in the timeline Jinx created by having Fuuka become AkaNinger.

I wanted to do the heroic youkai concept, creating youkai waifus by using a light-themed Shuriken to create one, isntead of one trainted by darkness.

I just wanted to stop at KuroNinger, but then a few more ideas popped in my head.

As these are not in order, an arc or chapter describing how Kyuemon and other reformed villains earned they way out of hell but for now I hope you can enjoy this.