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Stormy Days: Tales of Wind and Thunder	By : twistedsheets Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Stormy Days: Tales of Wind and Thunder
Author: twistedsheets10
Pairings: Namikaze Minato (the Yondaime Hokage) x Uzumaki Kushina
Ratings: PG-13 for now
Disclaimer: Naruto is not my property; I merely borrow them so we can
play. :)
Summary: Spoilers for Naruto 367. Collection of drabbles/one-shots
centering on the Yondaime Hokage, Minato Namikaze and his red-headed, tomboyish
lady, Kushina Uzumaki�their past, friends and ultimately, the choice they made
and the legacy they left behind.

2. Reminders of Home

�Look, Minato, if the head of the exalted Uchiha clan can
name their first-born child after a furry, buck-toothed vermin, I can damn well name my first-born after a tasty ramen
topping.�

�Our first-born,�
Minato corrected his wife, his voice calm and gentle, though his shoulders
quaked with repressed mirth at the mental image of Uchiha Itachi as a furry
little weasel. �I wouldn�t advice saying that to Mikoto or Fugaku when you see
them next.� Smiling, he added, �And weasels are not buck-toothed. That would be
the beavers.�

�Of course I wouldn�t say that to them. I�m not stupid.� Kushina puffed her cheeks with
air, lips pursed together into a frown, and then made an annoyed huff. She went
back to her merciless slaughter of the helpless weeds in her thriving summer
garden, pulling them out from the ground with short, vicious tugs, no doubt
wishing she could do the same thing to her husband�s hair or his various body
appendages. �And they�re still both rodents, buck-toothed or not.� She threw a handful
of uprooted weeds at him. �Stop acting like a know-it-all, Minato. It�s very annoying.�

He laughed, dodging the herbaceous projectile quite
easily. Kushina sniffed, and with a disdainful toss of her head, turned her
back to him and continued on her gardening tasks, seemingly determined to
ignore him.

For a few moments, Minato watched in comfortable silence
as his kneeling wife methodically and meticulously tended her plants, many of which
were gifts from him and their friends, the warm morning sun giving her upswept
hair a rich red glow. Beads of sweat that dotted her temples, face, neck and
arms glittered in the light. Her movements were quick and deft despite her swelling
belly, her whole body radiating with tense, irrepressible energy as she went
about her work. It never ceased to amaze him that Kushina, always so fierce and
quick-tempered, could have the patience needed for gardening, but then he
should have known better than to underestimate his wife�s ability to stay
focused and persevere on things she cared about.

Like with this business with the name. Since they�ve found
out the sex of their unborn child, Kushina had been insisting that they name
their first-born Naruto. It wasn�t really all that bad; Minato had known kids
with worse names, and Namikaze Naruto did have a nice ring to it. She had been
incredibly �moody� since her pregnancy, prone to impulsive decisions (not to
mention cravings), but her fixation with the name had been going on for months
now, and her standard answer of �Because I love ramen� didn�t convince him. He
suspected it had something to do with her home, Whirlpool country, but she haven�t confirmed it�yet.

�Why is it important to you that we name our child Naruto?�
he asked her for the umpteenth time as she began to strip her plants of their
dead, withered leaves, throwing them in a neat heap with the uprooted weeds.

Her head whipped round, and she opened her mouth, but then
shut it quickly, biting her lip as she did so. Then she took a deep breath, and
said slowly, as if talking to a child, �I told you before. It�s because ramen
is one of my favorite things in the world, and I want my baby to be named after
it. What the hell is wrong with that?�

�I�m not saying there�s something wrong with that.� He
crouched down and then sat beside her, ignoring her cries of �Don�t sit down!
You�ll spoil the Hokage robes, you idiot!�. He shrugged. �I�m just curious,
that�s all. You�ve been very touchy about this, and you usually don�t get
worked up unless it�s something important. So, aside from ramen being your
favorite food, why do you want to name him Naruto?�

The desire to flay him alive made itself very evident from
the sharp glare she gave him. �You�re not going to stop asking me until you get
your answer, are you?�

�No,� he said brightly.

�Fine.� She reached for several dead honeysuckle blooms
near the bottom of its main vine. �There�s a whirlpool named Naruto, and you
know�� one withered stem gave a loud crack as she snapped it off. She threw it
at the pile of weeds and dead leaves, and then sat on the ground, palms pressed
hard against the grassy earth as she braced herself up.

Sighing, Kushina drew up her knees, and cocked her head to
one side, her gaze on the tall, sentient sunflowers that swung gracefully in
the warm, perfumed breeze, their huge blooms trailing after their namesake in
the sky. Her lips quirked into a small, wistful smile. �I just want to give our
child something of my home. When he�s born, he�s going to have your surname, he�s going to be a citizen
of your village, and he�s probably
going to look like you, so why can�t
you let me give his name? It�s a very
small thing, really.�

�Besides,� she went on, her voice becoming more fierce and
determined. She leaned over and poked him hard in the chest. �I�m doing all the work here. Carrying
your spawn isn�t easy, I�ll have you know. So I get to the final say what his
name�s going to be, and I want it to be Naruto.
You may be the Hokage, but you�re not who�s carrying the baby for nine months, endure what would probably
an extremely painful childbirth, and then breastfeed
the baby afterwards. If you can do all that, fine, you can get to name him, but
since we both know you can�t, you just have to Suck. It. Up.� She punched him on the shoulder. �I�m serious!�

He put up his hands in a gesture of surrender, but
continued to laugh, perhaps a bit too smugly for his own good.

Then, to his utter surprise, Kushina lunged at him and
tackled him to the ground. Hard.

Minato landed flat on his back, breath knocked out of him,
Kushina straddling his waist. �Hah! I win!� she crowed, grinning as she loomed
over him, her now-loose hair an auburn curtain between his head.

�Fine, fine,� Minato managed to wheeze out between coughs,
wincing at the feel of stones digging into his back. �You win. We�ll name him
Naruto.�

�Namikaze
Naruto,� she corrected him, smirking as she added, �Admit it, it does sound
good.�

�Yeah, it does. It�s a good name.� He sat up, and put his
hands on her swelling stomach where their unborn child lay, growing bigger and
stronger with each passing day. A wave of tenderness swept over him, and he
looked up to his wife. �He�s going to be beautiful, just like you.� His fingers
swept back her hair, and then cupped her neck as he pulled her down and kissed
her on her lips. She smelled of the sun and honeysuckle, and tasted just as warm
and sweet.

~*~*~*~

�And what will be your son�s name?�

The Fourth Hokage smiled as he looked at his newborn son, and
with one thumb gently touched his smooth cheek, still smeared with his mother�s
blood, the only blessing she could�would ever�give.

�I was right, wasn�t
I? He looks like you.� Her smile gleamed in the dim light. Her fingers, stained
carmine with her blood, caressed their son�s cheek. �Hello, Naruto-chan. Sorry,
sweetheart, but looks like Mama won�t be able to stay, but Papa here is going
to make sure you�ll have a part of me with you, always.�

Minato turned to face Jiraiya and the Third Hokage. Beyond
them, the Kyuubi raged on, hell-bent on Konoha�s destruction. �His name will be
Naruto,� he said firmly, hands tightening their grip on the son he�d soon
sacrifice his life for, as his wife had before him. �Uzumaki Naruto.�
�
Author�s note: Whoa. This was supposed to be
shorter, dammit! I always seem to write them arguing. Maybe next time it�ll be
different.

Heh. It�s Naruto�s
birthday! Happy Birthday to US! :)

One of Naruto�s hobbies is
gardening, by the way. He gave a plant. Mr. Ukki, to Kakashi (I think that�s one
you see in the pic where he�s sleeping. The plant�s beside the pictures above
his bed). So I thought to give his mother a piece of that.
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