Limbo's Revision! Happy Father's Day! I hope you like it. As soon As I get caught up on Limbo with it's Revision I'll be taking limbo down or completeting it. We'll see Thank you fan's and fallowers for your Support it Really means a lot to me I hope you guys are doing well too!

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Aiyaki

Chapter One

Nyakao was a quiet child. So, quiet in fact that it sometimes worried her parents. On the day of her birth Nyakao remembered a disturbing amount of pain and then a bright light that released her. She didn't cry out though. Why should she since the pain was gone and it was suddenly warm again. She could even hear her mother's heartbeat quite close to her.

So, she didn't cry. Nyakao was not a normal child it seemed.

It took week's, maybe even months, before Nyakao could see the shapes around her. She lived in a bright home. Walls bright yellow, with little swirls of orange that dotted her nursery's walls. Peering over the edges of her crib she could see nothing out of ordinary for a child her age. She had a changing table, a few toy frogs and puppies in the corner and her mother's rocking chair.

Just that very day her mother had come in looking tired, and rocked her into her afternoon nap time. Later when it was after another bottle of the sweet milk would it be her father's turn to rock her in that chair.

Life for Nyakao was utterly the same. She found herself often board of the toys her parents would give her, or would get fed up easily when she couldn't even crawl across the room. The first part of Nyakao's life felt like a blessing and a curse. She being very lazy, loved the attention her parents gave her, even when they waited on her hand and foot. But she also hated not being able to get up and do things her herself. She felt if she knew how to do it then why couldn't she just do it? Ya Know?

Her mother said that word a lot. Ya know. It was funny and always brought a smile to Nyakao's face. Her mother delighted in her smiles.

Nyakao's father was different. He was always worried. Since Nyakao didn't cry much her parents always watched her constantly, since she didn't cry to be changed, didn't cry when she was hungry, or even when she was tired. So, her father worried.

He would come in late at night, long after mother had left for bed and just sit by her crib. He'd place his hands on her chest to make sure she was breathing. Stroke her hair. And just watched.

Sometimes at these times Nyakao would sleep comforted in his presence. Sometimes she would watch him back. Trying to catch his fingers as they played with her hair.

Sometimes Father would talk about anything. Nyakao didn't understand him much. Father talked in a gibberish language that just felt wrong to her but with what little she was able to pick up. She could tell he was worried.

Father was always worried.

After a session with her Father Nyakao would let him hold her. And they both rocked back to sleep as the early morning hours dwindled.

Nyakao's Mother would find them like that often. Her father slacked jawed drool hitting his shoulder with Nyakao herself fast asleep on his chest leaving her own drool trail. Her mother always took a picture of the scene to go up on Nyakao's nurseries wall.

Life like Nyakao was quiet.

It took her months to learn to crawl. Another month afterword she could walk finally. And soon after she started to understand more of what her parents where saying.

It was on another late-night cuddle session with her father that Nyakao said her first word. Her Father, the tall blonde man that he was, rocked her back and forth in her chair.

"-And you'll never guess what your Godfather did today little one. He was so sure he could make a new version of my rasengan-that's a Justu dear, Jutsu. You'll learn about them when your older, anyway he ended up putting so much effort into it the balloon he was practicing blew up in and face leaving it pink! Ha-ha." Her father chuckled quietly. "I took a picture right at that moment and hid it so he wouldn't see. It's on your wall here. See," He pointed to a dimly lit up picture of a pink faced white haired man. "Right there. That's your godfather, well one of them. You'll get to meet him soon. I've just have to figure out a few more seals then I'll be able to let you meet him." He prattled rubbing her back.

At this point Nyakao was droopy eyed and debating sleep. Her father could drone on and on sometimes. She must have fallen asleep because her father's next words to her came from behind her eyelids.

"I'm going to be Hokage. Did you know that Ny-chan. I'm not sure I'm ready for that responsibility. And I've got you and your mother to worry about. And people in Iwa already hate me enough." He said thickly hitching her up on his shoulder more. Nyakao opened her eyes, finding him staring at her sadly.

"I don't think I could bare it if they came after you or Kishuna. I won't become Hokage if it put you guys in danger. My little Ny-chan. What should Daddy do?" He asked her moving to stare at her picture collection on her wall. It was at this moment that Nyakao wanted to comfort her father even just a little.

She shifted up onto her knees using her father's shoulder for leverage. Her father had turned his head to stare at her since she didn't often move from her positions.

Raising her hand, she smacked it on his forehead as hard as she could. Which wasn't much only a tap. Pursing her lips, she said her first words. "Stu-mmm. Stu—pa. Stup-ah. Stupi-ahd. Stupid. Stupid! Pah. Pa. Papa. Stupid!" She cried in her little baby voice.

Her father stared at her in shock. His blue eyes widening as his daughter repeated her words. Nyakao said her first words! "Ny-chan. Did you just, - "He trailed off not believing his ears. "Papa. Stu-pid!" She interrupted him again looking as disgruntled as a cute little baby could.

Happiness surged in his chest. "Kishuna! Kishuna! Come quick! Nya- "He didn't even get to finish his sentence as his wife rushed into the room like a banshee on fire. "Where is he! I'll kill them if they touch my little Nyakao's head!" Kushina cried evilly her hair rising as if on fire with a kunai in her hand.

Nyakao's father cradled her protectively. "No-Kushina dear, it's not another ninja. Nyakao said her first words!" He said rising his right hand to calm his wife.

Nyakao's mother breathed in deeply as her hair calmed down. She put the kunai away and came over to her family. "Ny-Chan said her first words?!" She yelled taking said baby from her father. "Oh, my smart little Nyakao! Speak for Mommy. Tell mama what you said." She purred lifting her daughter up in the air above her.

"Pauummm." Nyakao said looking between her father and her mother questionably. Her father came over and took her from her mother. "Come one dear, tell Mommy and Daddy what you said earlier." He urged smiling at the girl.

Nyakao looked at her parents before pursing her lips again. She didn't know what the big deal was but if it could bring smiles on her parents faces like that then what the hell.

"Papa. Stupid!" She said smiling at her parents in an angelic way.

It was a few seconds before Her mother moved. "Pfff." She snorted her blue eyes giggling at her husband.

And suddenly Minato realized what his daughter had said.

"Papa. Stupid!" Nyakao repeated. Kushina lost it at her husbands crushed look.

"Nyakao!" Cried her father disgruntled.

Nyakao found the whole experience quite funny.

Nyakao was as humorous child. Yes, she was lazy but to indulge her parents she was a motivated little hellion.

Nyakao new her parents where important people. The fact that Nyakao's mother always seemed to be in two places at once hinted at her. Adding that they lived in some sort of mini-mansion also hinted at her. And the fact that her father was what you call a Hokage also hinted at her.

So, it wasn't hard for Nyakao to conclude that she was a princess. Or at least an equivalent of one.

Her mother as soon as she learned to walk, had her in etiquette lessons from the very start. She knew how to properly spin tea, to properly place flowers, sit senza style, and speak in a Kinki dialect. She widened her vocabulary quickly with the melodic language and sharp tones. She learned to read katakana and kanji quickly too. By the time, she was one she knew over 4,000 joyo kanji compared to the standard of 2,000 most primary and secondary civilian children learned in over ten years.

Nyakao just soaked up knowledge like a sponge so quickly that it almost scared her parents. She was different and smart. And so, young.

One day shortly after her first birthday Nyakao overheard her parents talking.

"How was the meeting Anata?" Kushina asked from the kitchen. Nyakao was in her nursery but she could clearly hear her mother throughout the house. She didn't know how though. She just could.

She heard her father sigh a sure sign he was unhappy. "It's the same! Two Iwa nin got into our borders again today and the council won't agree with taking a course of action." Minato replied with a plop sound behind him. He must have sat down on the couch.

"I almost wish Sarutobi hadn't retired! Ahhhg." Her father cried obliviously angry. "I'm at the point of just slaughtering the lot of them. Danzo would surely not be a loss." Her father's muffled voice fallowed. He must had covered it with his arm like he always did when he wanted to hide his face.

A clinking sound of the dishes fallowed before she heard another plop on the couch as well. "A Hokage doesn't kill his council just because he doesn't agree with them Anata." Her mother lectured. This conversation was obviously serious. Nyakao hadn't heard her parents speak of killing anything in a long time. She didn't know if they meant it or not.

"Though I'm all for it if we have to leave. I've had to deal with too many attempts at our other house for little Ny-chan." Kushina continued clearly just as angry.

Her father sighed aggravation seeping through his voice. "I don't know. This is our home. If I could just get the seal to work, we wouldn't have to worry about anyone finding our family."

"Then get it to work Anata. I'm not going to go easy on the next person that tries to hurt our daughter. I'll kill them. I promise you that." Her mother replied seriousness in her words.

"I won't let Iwa start another war over this Kushina. I'll work on it tonight. It's time we be done with this foolery and protect our family. I'm Hokage let them try to stop me." Her father's voice range full of determination.

Nyakao found out that day what it meant to be her parents' daughter. Nyakao knew she meant to world to them. And them her but she didn't know why so many people would want to hurt her family.

That night her father placed a seal on her back. That was the night Nyakao Uzumaki-NamiKaze died to the knowledge of the five great nations due to a heart condition.

It was also the night Nyakao realized what world she was in. Her next words to fallow where Oh Shit, Mother fucker, and of the Oh my fucking god variety.

It was a good thing her parents didn't understand English.

After Nyakao realized she was in the Naruto world. And Oh, my god my parents where The Kushina and Minato! Nyakao started to soak up all the books she could get her hands on without her mother noticing.

She couldn't believe she was in the Naruto world. It was almost unreal. Being in the Naruto universe, the horrible universe where ninja where real, children were mass produced as killing machines, and wars were created over the stupidest of shit. To say the Nyakao was panicked would have been an understatement. But she was Kushina and Minato's daughter. She didn't know if she replaced Naruto, she hoped not, but she did know that he never got to spend time with them like she did. She wasn't going to lose them. Not like the manga. Or anime even if her brother showed up in the future. She wasn't going to let the Kyuubi or that Uchiha guy hurt her parents. She pushed herself to learn more. Her mother caught her once reading a Fuinjutsu scroll from their clan library and laughed. From then on it wasn't ways to be the perfect little heiress but ways to a ninja.

She also pushed herself in her mother's exercises that she unknowingly thought where just games before the life changing realization.

"Nyakao! Mama's going to find you!" Multiple voices of her mothers rang out. Fifty meters to the left, twenty meters to the right and the last one…

"Behind you~." A voice breathed. Nyakao squealed when she was suddenly lifted from the tree root she was hiding behind.

Her family lived on a large plot of clan land. It had a large forest where her and Kushina would play hide and seek every other day to give Nyakao some exercise. And teach Kushina's daughter the beginnings of stealth and evasion.

"Mama!" Nyakao winded as her mother hugged her to her chest while she tried to escapes her mother's clutches. "Nyakao~." Her mother purred back rubbing her cheek against hers.

"Moi! I didn't even get the change to use a trap this time." Nyakao pouted puffing her cheeks out cutely. She was dejected that she lost and wanted to try out her new toy wire her father had gotten her last month.

Her mother laughed at her like she always did and then proceeded to explain all the places where she went wrong. Like her breathing and the fact that couldn't hide her chakra just yet.

They did four more rounds of hide and seek before Nyakao was exhausted and face planted herself on the kitchen table.

Her father had looked up from making dinner and chuckled. "How was training today Nyakao?" He grinned smugly. The Jerk. Nyakao didn't even have the energy to lift her head up to glare at her father. Smug bastard.

"Too tired, must sleep. Papa Stupid." She grumbled keeping her face down on the table. Minito laughed as Kushina walked into the room chuckling as well.

"Ya know you asked to learn to be a ninja Ny-Chan, now head up you know the rules young lady." Her mother scolded poking her daughter's forehead.

"Hai." Nyakao groaned sitting up. Just because she was learning to be a ninja just like her parents didn't mean her mother was going to slacking in her heiress training either. Kushina was surprisingly stubborn about etiquette. Who knew?

After dinner, the trio made their way to the garden's porch where Nyakao watched the firefly's taunt the koi fish in their pond.

"Ny-Chan. Your mother and I have been talking." Her father said from her left side. Looking up at him between her lashes she blinked. "What about?"

"We think you're ready to move on to jutsu's now." Her mother replied pulling her into her lap.

"What kind of jutsu's?" It wasn't enough her mother had her running all over in hide and seek, etiquette lessons, clan lessons and learning Fuinjutsu from her father but now more work? Ugg being a ninja was hard.

Nyakao's father laughed at her disgruntled expression. "Well first wheel start with Taijutsu, then move on to Ninjutu, by next year maybe Genjutsu if you're ready." Minito said brushing her blonde hair. He always had a fascination with her hair. It was blonde and straight but not spikey like her fathers.

Nyakao's dad was weird sometimes.

"But wouldn't I learn that at the academy anyways?" Nyakao asked frowning.

Kushina nodded as she snuggled into her husband creating a Ny-Chan sandwich. "You would, but you're too young to go to the academy and with things as they are right now it wouldn't be safe. People still think you might be alive. Ya know."

"Okay. So when will we be starting then?" Nyakao asked knowing better to push questions when her parents brought up her non-death. She knew a long time ago that Iwa ninja and some other ninja from inside the village where after her for being her father's daughter. So, her parents faked her death, had a funeral and even mourned. But she was fine and with the seal on her back that her father placed no one would connect her to them without her permission or theirs. It was why she couldn't see her Jiji or Godfathers anymore. They didn't remember her.

"We were thinking in a week. Give your body some time to get used to the new seals." Her father replied.

Wait What?

"New seals?"

"You'll see Ny-Chan~ Wouldn't want to ruin your surprise, would we?" Her mother said in her baby voice.

Sometimes Nyakao wished she had normal civilian parents.

The Last day Nyakao saw her parents was devastating. Nine months before her mother had announced that her family was going to be getting another child like Nyakao suspected after she turned two. When October tenth hit Nyakao was in a panic. She had prepared and prepared as much as she could but it wasn't enough.

Her mother hadn't had one child. She had two. Twins. Nyakao now had a little sister named Hanako and a brother Naruto.

And that day was horrible. Nyakao was stuck at their compound behind the seals when her mother had come back carrying a little pink bundle.

"Nyakao." Kushina said looking like deaths door. She hugged her daughters to her tightly before handing Nyakao her sister. "Take care of your imouto for Mama." She continued wiping away Nyakao's tears.

"No Mama! I don't like this. You take care of her!" Nyakao begged crying. She didn't stop it. She couldn't stop it. It wasn't enough. She wasn't strong enough. And her Mother. Her beautiful mother was dying. If she could just get her to stay, then maybe! Maybe!

"You have to stay here Mama!" Nyakao begged clutching her mother to her body. Kushina smiled sadly and kissed her forehead running her fingers through her hair one last time. "Your strong my little Nyakao. Ya know that?"

"Mama! Please."

"Remember everything I taught you my baby. Brush your hair every day. Take a bath every day. Look after Hanako and Naruto. I know you'll find him when this is all over. Teach them the Uzumaki way and be strong. So, strong just like you are now and watch out for them."

"Mama I promise! Stay here wait for Papa!" Nyakao cried tears fully streaming down her face. "Please don't go."

"I love you, Nyakao." Kushina said at last.

"Remember to be strong Little Flash." Minito's chakra washed over Nyakao before both her parents disappeared from her sights.

Close to midnight on October 10th Nyakao's parents Kushina Uzumaki and Minato NamiKaze died. Nyakao Uzumaki-Namikaze's heart broke as she clutched her new born sister to her torso.

Two weeks it had been two weeks since Nyakao's world ended. She was sitting her living room feeding Hanako or Hana-Chan a bottle.

Her sister looked like the spitting image of her mother with spikey red hair. It hurt to look at her sibling sometimes because the wound of losing her parents was still fresh.

The seal's barrier that hid her families compound still held up but she could now leave if she wanted to. Since the lock her father placed on them disappeared as soon as the Kyuubi was sealed.

Nyakao felt dead inside. Her parents where gone, her family split apart. She had no idea how to find her brother and no one in the village would know who she was. Not even Jiji.

Nyakao wept. And took care of Hanako and wept some more. Finally, after the third week she left her sister with a seal bushinn and stepped out to the village for the first time in two years.

It was wrecked. Bits of buildings where still in disrepair and ninja where running back and forth everywhere. One Anbu stopped next to her and asked if she was okay. She replied yes and asked him if he could point her to the orphanage.

Soon Nyakao was standing in front of an orange building with children everywhere. Nyakao ignored them and headed inside.

"Suki can you tend to bedroom b, JoJo's sick with a fever. Nami How many times do I have to tell you that I am busy go play outside!" An older woman with long dark hair yelled as a blue haired little girl cried. Next to her a tall short brown haired woman nodded and picked up the girl leaving with her.

"Netsuke! Get down off the counter's kitchen knives are not toys!" The woman screeched running after more children.

She must have been the Main Caretaker Nyakao deduced by the way the woman ordered the children about.

Going up to her Nyakao put on her best sad face with a pout on her lip and tugged at the woman's skirts. "What I have I told you guys about-"The woman started but cut off when she got a good look at Nyakao.

The brunette sighed before bending down to Nyakao's level. Looks like she had another orphan to join her ranks of crazy children. Yippee her.

"Yes, little one." She asked with a fake smile on her face. Nyakao pouted and bit her lip letting tears well up in her eye.

"I-I'm looking for my oototo. I was told he might be here." Nyakao sniffed nasally. The woman grimaced. "Where's your parents honey? Shouldn't they be with you?" She asked sweetly.

"My-My Mama's in the hospital and my papa didn't make i-it Grandmother sent me here to look for my little brother. She said he might be here since a lot of children were taken from the hospital." Nyakao mumbled pushing her fingers together. The woman fell for it hook line and sinker.

"Oh, you poor thing, come with me we might have your little brother in the nursery if not then I'll be sure to look for him if he comes in. My names Kiki by the way dear." Kiki replied holding out her hand to her.

"Arigato-Kiki-san." Nyakao bowed and took her hand. Kiki showed her to the nursery where she left her since she had other duties to attend to. But said she'd be back in thirty minutes.

Looking around there was at least over twenty babies in little cribs. Nyakao got to work. She checked all the boy cribs first not seeing any blonde-haired babies that looked like her memories of Naruto, then she checked the girls just to be sure.

Checking the boys again. It was clear her brother wasn't there. If so then where was he?

She left the orphanage perplexed and scared.

Someone had her brother. And she was going to get him back. If it was the last the thing she did. She promised Mama and Papa after all.

The only other place she could think off was with Jiji.

She turned left heading for the Hokage's tower. It was time to get her little brother back.

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