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#dynamic; mito & kaname.
imaginarianisms · 2 months
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The Uzumaki woman blinked, eyes widening momentarily in astonishment as she looked at the entirety of the house. Oh, dear... I leave for Toka's court to discuss our women's courts held every year and this happens... it must be because Hashirama has been gone attending his meetings as Hokage for so long, she thought, before her emerald hues flicker down to look at her only daughter and her youngest brother.
Mito leans down to kiss her daughter's forehead and cup her cheeks before attempting to do the same with Kichiroh. Getting a scroll hidden within her furisode, she merely tapped it with a seemingly dainty fingertip and all the ink within the house and out in the backyard, drawn to it like moth to a flame, flew towards the scroll only to be sealed within it. From deep within her, Kurama laughed at the commotion from His place in the most hidden depths of her psyche, deep within her mind, in a temple surrounded by a vast forest, a mountain range that cannot be scaled and graceful garden by the sea, nine tails lashing in His amusement as the Kyuubi looked onward.
The boy takes after me more than you.
Silence, I will hear no more, The she-jinchuriki told the bijuu as a light breeze started to blow the trees and the flowers; a reflection of her current temperament.
❝Give him to me, Kana,❞ Mito insisted, exasperated laughter leaving her painted lips and reaching her arms out so her daughter could give her her youngest in the hopes of soothing him. ❝Come, hush now, your okaa-san is here.❞
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