{ } for Burakkumūn's mental speech
" " for Kurama's mental speech
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Uzumaki and Weapon
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(Naruto POV:)
So, if you've been paying attention, you'd know that I've officially started living in my parents' old home.
I waited to explore it though—just for you guys. Aren't I nice? Anyway, let's get to it. Hiruzen already left, so it's just me now. Oh—and Kurama. Almost forgot about him.
I started walking around, beginning in the living room. It was pretty homey: wooden floor, grey walls, and a lot of paintings—oddly, all of Kushina. There was a pretty dining table too, with a note placed right on top.
"For my sochi," it read. Most likely from Kushina.
I'm curious though—Hiruzen hasn't told me anything about Minato. Clearly, he thinks I'm not ready for that, huh? So he probably hid and took away everything related to Minato from the house. Messed up, but whatever. Let's get to reading.
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> "Sochi, if you're reading this, something has happened to me or/and your father. First off, I am so sorry. You've probably suffered so much, but I want you to know that your father and I love you with all our hearts. I hope one day you'll find happiness. Let's forget the sad stuff for now, k?~
Now, your father and I left some gifts for you, just in case, you know? I've sealed my blade, the Burakkumūn, and my fūinjutsu theory. I want you to use them both—become stronger and achieve all your dreams. I'll support you no matter what. And remember, I'll always love you, sochi."
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sigh
This is just... sad. She knew something would most likely happen during my birth. She knew someone would try something when Kurama's seal was weakened. She had to sacrifice more than half her life for something she had no control over.
That just rubs me the wrong way.
I'm not a saint or a hero, but I still hate unfairness—like any normal person. Which I'll probably have to work on, considering I'm a child-ninja killer.
Anyway, I kept going. After finishing the letter, I walked over to the kitchen. Built-in stove, no cupboards—just racks for storage. Warm, cup-shaped lamps with candles. Odd.
Next was the pantry. It was gigantic—tall white-painted walls and shelves nailed across every surface, fully stocked with food.
I checked the expiration dates—years out of date. Out of curiosity (and probably stupidity), I smelled it. I know, I know—not the best idea. But I'd never actually seen or smelled rotten food before.
To my surprise, it was in good condition. Thinking about it, that made sense. Kushina and Minato were sealing masters. It's still weird though. I can't really see myself eating it… maybe if I just ignore the dates, I can pretend it's fine.
After that, I headed upstairs and found the master bedroom. The walls were dark orange, which weirdly fit. A king-sized bed, two closets—but only one had clothes. Hiruzen really took all of Minato's stuff. Gotta admire the commitment.
I looked around but didn't find anything else interesting. Then I moved on to what was supposed to be my room.
Dark blue walls. A white crib in the corner. A small coffee table next to it, with one of those same little candle-lamps from earlier. The ceiling lights were different, though—old-style lamp designs, but white. There was also a black and white carpet with a bear on it. Cute.
Once I was done, I headed back downstairs to get the note and the gifts my mother left me. I grabbed the letter and sat in the living room.
There was no visible seal on the paper. I knew better.
Seals are usually hidden and only reveal themselves when chakra is circulated through them—like mine. I channeled some chakra into the note and, boom. Black ink spread across the paper.
Poof.
A beautiful black blade with a golden hilt appeared, along with a thick black book titled:
"Fūinjutsu: From Zero to Grandmaster."
I picked up the sword—and instantly felt my consciousness pulled into my mindscape. The sensation was too familiar for me not to recognize it.
Inside, I was met with Kurama and—whoa.
When I say whoa, I mean whoa.
The most beautiful girl I'd ever laid eyes on stood before me. Black hair. Black eyes. Her features were simple yet intense. Her hair stopped just above her shoulders, her gaze was deep and magnetic, and her body... well, way above average.
"Hi? Uh, what are you doing in my mind?"
I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
She chuckled—a sound that sent a spark down my spine—then answered.
"I am your will. Your intent. Your soul. A part of you. I am your blade—Burakkumūn."
"…Wait, what? You're confusing me. If what you're saying is true, then how come there aren't any documents or records about you?"
Yeah, I was playing dumb. I already had a good idea of what she was. Still, better to fish for more info.
"Well, you are the first to wield me as an extension of your soul. None of the others have ever done so. Not even your mother."
She said it like she already knew where I was going with this. But why is Kurama so quiet? I mean—there's a whole other person inside his space.
"Nine-Tails, do you know anything about this?"
I already had a theory. It was obvious. She's similar to a zanpakutō from Bleach.
It had to be one of the Sage's tools.
"It's one of the Sage's tools," Kurama finally responded. "He created weapons like these, and they were passed through the generations. How it ended up in Uzumaki hands, even I don't know."
Wow. Who knew the fox could be useless? I'm definitely teasing him about this once we're friends.
"I guess it doesn't matter—as long as she doesn't mean any harm."
Plus, it was my mom's weapon. Even if I never used it, I'd keep it as a memento.
"Now then," she said, "you must meet the prerequisite to wield my power. You must call my name. Only then can you access it."
Well, duh. I watched Bleach in my past life, lady. That means Burakkumūn is just the name of the blade—not hers.
Suddenly, I felt my connection starting to waver.
"Wait—I have more questions!" I shouted.
She smirked.
{They can wait. Buh-bye now~}
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My eyes snapped open. I was drenched in sweat. I quickly washed my face in the bathroom before I heard a voice in my head:
{Freshen up already. We're starting training today.}
You know what? I'm not even surprised.
I was kind of expecting this.
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(AN: Heyo👋 I finally finished with my exams and I've made a schedule—uploads every second day! I know, I know, kinda slow, but I've got tons of stuff to do, you know? Working out, studying, chess, calligraphy… the works. So please be patient and give the story a chance ❤️)
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