fervidity | action + voice || the severed threads

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action + voice || the severed threads

[If Kushina didn't have enough reasons to hate the Malnosso before, she certainly did NOW. Now it’s personal.

As if it wasn't before.

Still, she hopes more than anything that Naruto is still around. With hardly any more chakra to speak of, she can’t really sense him like Vegeta had taught her either. It would be the second time she didn't get to say goodbye -- for either of them. At least she knows she can get through it and there’s always a chance he could come back. There’s always that.

He might not recognize her though. In fact, would anyone? Kushina’s most distinguishing feature has always been her long, straight, red hair. Sure, it was still plenty straight. It was definitely just as red as ever too.

But now the ends fell just above her shoulders. She had managed to save the mass of hair that had been sheared off when she hadn't been paying attention. It’s clutched in her hand. That’s the problem with long hair, Kushina laments. As much as she loved it (and Minato and Naruto did) it definitely got in the way when she was fighting. The consequence was this:

Short hair. Also dirty, smelly clothes and dirty, smelly body. She was considerably more worried about getting home to Naruto however. Bathing and wondering what anybody would think of her new haircut could come later.

Too bad she’s lost. Her eyes turn upwards to glare at the sky.]

I could really use Saori’s cloud now.

[And so she continued through the forest, kicking sticks and rocks and grumbling the whole way.]

[On the other hand, Minato isn’t lost. Or at least, not as lost as he initially thought he will be. Unceremoniously dumped within the dense forest of Luceti wearing only this pair of pajama bottoms, Minato thought he’d get lost but he supposes patrolling these forests before disappearing (he prefers the term ‘disappeared’ than actually having gone home since he’s not supposed to exist there) actually paid off.

He remembers this forest fairly well that he doesn't waste time navigating it to get home.

Home.

Funny when he thinks about it. He actually went back home but he doesn't remember anything. This realization, this fact, leaves a stinging sensation within him. Konoha isn't home now because what good is a home when he’s not even alive in it? Right now, Luceti’s their home because here, he and Kushina get to spend time with Naruto, be with him, like they originally planned. And he terribly missed them, missed this little miracle they were given, and he’s reminded that you don’t have a home until you just miss it.

His mind begins to work. How long has he been gone? They must have been incredibly worried! Did Kakashi look after them? Is he still here? Are the others still here? Who remains? What’s currently going on in the village?

He moves in haste.

But even before he activates his Hiraishin to teleport to his nearest seal (which is probably somewhere in the village outskirts), he senses warm, familiar chakra that he can never, ever forget.

Minato immediately stops and looks around, the wind brushing through his golden locks and naked skin bringing in an all too familiar scent with it.

It smells like home.]

Kushina?

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[Later, a voice post pops up from Kushina. She sounds agitated so she gets right to the point.]

Is there a shampoo or pill around here that makes your hair grow faster?

[sounds of Minato blubbering in the background

to which Kushina responds with a flustered:]

It’ll grow back, ya know!

[MINATO’S NEAR SOBBING… only not.]

But, Kushina…

It’s not the end of the world, Minato!

Still, your hair… [Pauses as he ~~wipes his tears~~ clears his throat.] I suppose I’m just not used to it being this short? [Sheepish smile but Kushina definitely knows it’s because he adores her long hair sobs.]

I’m not used to it either… [A pause where she reaches up to run her fingers through the strands like she used to but it’s just. NOT. THERE. and her fingers grasp at air.

Ah, yeah. That’ll take some getting used to.]

Um, you can have this?

[She’s holding out all the hair that had gotten cut off with an awkward smile.

Which Minato accepts with a sad, albeit still sheepish, smile.]

Thank you. [He looks down at them. DEFINITE SADNESS IN THOSE EYES ABUBU.] I guess…?

[Silence for a long minute where the two of them just look at Kushina’s beautiful, long locks of hair in his hand.]

... I wonder if someone can make a wig out of it.

[Again, silence follows that suggestion with Minato just slowly looking up at Kushina with wide, blue eyes which clearly asks the question, “You’re not serious, are you?”]

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Well you know how I fell in love. It's a fair trade, right?

Not the whole story...

[DEEP BREATH and she forgets this is on the journal for ANYONE to see]

I told you that I thought Minato was a wimp when I met him, right?

He was the opposite of me in pretty much every way except for the fact that we both wanted to be hokage. I was a troublemaker and everybody liked him. He had perfect grades, and I nearly failed every class. He hated to fight with others and I was nicknamed The Red Hot-Blooded Habanero for beating the boys half to death. His hair was yellow and spikey hair compared to my long, straight red hair.

And this hair of mine... I hated it for the longest time. Those bullies I beat up would pick on me because of my hair. It probably had something to do with claiming I was going to be the first female hokage of their village after just moving there from another village. That's how I introduced myself to everyone. I was so bratty, ya know!

I didn't have any friends back then. So when I was kidnapped by Kumo, I didn't think anybody would come save me. My chakra is... special, so it made a lot of villages covet it. I still hoped that maybe someone would stop them. So, I cut of pieces of my hair and left a trail for someone to find me. I wasn't seen doing it so we made it to the border of the country. I was just starting to lose hope that nobody would come when Minato found me.

He found the trail of red hair I left, leading to me. He was the only one! He said he was able to find me because of my hair. He said it was pretty. At that moment, I knew Minato would be a splendid ninja. This red hair I hated so much, that caused me so trouble, had led me to the man of my dreams. It was my red thread of fate.

From then on, I liked my hair. And... I started to fall in love with Minato.

Then remind me to tell you some time, so we can be even then.

[And...that's really okay. Nobody'll tease the Red Hot-Blooded Habanero about her love. Anyone with sense would know better.

When she finishes though, Saori claps her hands with delight.]

That is such a wonderful story! It's like a fairy tale! I can completely understand why you fell for him, because goodness...that's definitely fate at work there.

[SO EMBARRASSING SHE'S EMBARRASSED HAHA]

You think so? I mean, you're a deity. So you'd probably know.

Well I am, but I'm not a god of fate. I know her, and she's a little cryptic at times, but...I get the feeling that she'd say you're right.

[Fate and string, man...]

It's something definitely meant to be.

[Cryptic. Shikamaru had said something about cryptic hints. She imagines someone like Shikamaru being the god of fate and laughs under her breath.

Then she sounds flustered again.]

I guess if we hadn't met, Naruto wouldn't have been born.

[and then NO MANGA]

[Let's be real, they both could see that. He'd be good at it, if it wasn't so troublesome.]

And that would be a tragedy. He's such an energetic boy. Reminds me of Goku, honestly.

[even marriage is troublesome to the guy i mean]

I'm glad he doesn't eat like him.

I think everyone is. Goku eats enough for ten people, at least.

But I don't know Goku well enough to know he's like Naruto. Do you think he is?

Well Naruto is smarter than Goku, for certain.

[That's not hard]

But I think, honestly, if Naruto had grown up like Goku? He'd be the same. They've got similar temperaments and such.

[SO PROUD SUCH A PROUD MOMENT RIGHT NOW

Saori had mentioned before that she should be proud but when someone says things like this, she feels it in full.]

How did Goku grow up?

[She thinks she knows but she asks anyway.]

Isolated. He lived with an old man in the forest, and then went on adventures.

[At least, that's what he'd told her...]

And after that he became some sort of wandering warrior, a bit like Vegeta. Only less temperamental.

[The mention of Vegeta has Kushina a bit flustered and blushing.]

Oh, that guy...

Yeah he's a grouch, ya know?

[It also has Saori blushing for entirely different reasons.]

He...can be. He can be sweet, too.

[SHE KNOWS THIS TOO SO SHE JUST STAYS SILENT]

He shouldn't be so angry the rest of the time. It has to be tiring.

[She sincerely hopes Kushina doesn't know why she's blushing...]

He isn't...not usually. At least, not to me.

[s a m e]

That probably means he likes you, ahaha.

[And then her eyes go wide with shock, because the thought genuinely hadn't occurred to her. Even after...y'know...sex. Twice.]

I...what?! N-no, that wouldn't make sense. He's...just a friend...[Awkward laugh...] And we're both married...or engaged.

[FFFFFFF]

... I meant as a friend.

[SHE KNOWS YOU'RE MARRIED (or engaged) SAORI

Color her confused though that she would assume Kushina meant something else.]

O-oh...okay. Yes...I know he does. As a friend. That's all.

[Good. Whew. Keep your cool Saori.

~~She totally doesn't like Vegeta, nope. And he totally doesn't like her back.~~]

[Kushina has really good intuition about things and she senses something is wrong here. Not only did Saori think she meant something beyond friendship but she's acting strangely.]

Something happened between you two.

[Sigh. Caught, of course.]

Something did. Valentine's happened. And...it's not appropriate for journals. I don't want to talk about it where someone else could see it.

[Valentines...?

Ah! That time. Did the same thing happen to Saori? Did she still like him even now?]

You don't have to talk about it at all if you don't want to.

That...is probably for the best.

[Safe. She doesn't really want to talk about that. Even with a trusted friend.]

Just...we're close. Things happened, and we stayed close. Despite those things, that shouldn't have happened.

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