Kushina Uzumaki The Sage Of The Yuri Path

The moonlight bathed Konoha in silver as a lone figure walked through the quiet streets, her steps light, deliberate. Raven Kamizuki—once known as Kushina Uzumaki—had officially reached five years old, though her presence carried the weight of centuries.

Her chakra reserves had skyrocketed to 150 Standard Kakashi Units—a number so ridiculous that if Kakashi himself knew, he might just retire early out of sheer existential dread.

Not that anyone in Konoha knew.

To them, she was simply a strange little girl with white hair and piercing violet eyes, drifting through the village like a specter. A presence that existed between shadows and secrets.

Yuumi padded beside her in fox form, her nine silver tails swaying lazily.

"150 Kakashi Units, huh?" Yuumi mused, casting a sidelong glance at her. "At this rate, you'll need your own measurement scale. Maybe… the Raven Standard?"

Raven smirked. "I like the sound of that. We'll measure everything by how many Ravens it takes to break reality."

Yuumi chuckled but flicked her tail. "Speaking of reality, you should focus. You sensed something earlier, didn't you?"

Raven exhaled slowly, her eyes sharpening. "Yeah. Hinata."

The Hyūga Compound's training grounds were nearly empty, save for one lone figure.

Hinata Hyūga stood in the center, fists clenched, her breath coming out in small clouds. She had been training for hours, but her body still trembled with exhaustion.

Her father's words echoed in her head.

"Strength without resolve is meaningless."

Her Byakugan, barely awakened, pulsed faintly as she struck forward with a shaky Gentle Fist technique. But each hit lacked power. Lacked confidence.

Hinata wasn't weak. But she wasn't strong, either—not in the way her father wanted.

She tried again. And again.

And then, out of nowhere—

"That tree is innocent, you know."

Hinata gasped and spun around, her heart leaping into her throat.

Sitting casually on a fence, one leg dangling lazily was Raven.

Her white hair gleamed under the moonlight, and her violet eyes glowed softly—too beautiful, too powerful to be real.

Hinata's breath hitched.

"It's her."

The girl who had saved her.

The memory rushed back in vivid clarity—the masked ninja who had tried to take her away, the fear, the struggle… and then the warmth of safety as small yet impossibly strong hands held her.

Hinata didn't move. Couldn't.

Raven tilted her head, smirking. "You're trying too hard. That's why you're failing."

Hinata swallowed, blushing slightly as she looked down. "I—I have to get stronger… My father—"

"Forget him."

Hinata blinked.

Raven hopped off the fence, landing gracefully. "The real question is: how do you want to fight?"

Hinata was silent for a moment, staring at Raven in open wonder.

The older girl's confidence was overwhelming—she spoke like a queen, like someone who simply decided the world would bend to her.

And Hinata wanted to follow her.

"I… I don't know," Hinata admitted, voice small.

Raven hummed. "Then let's figure it out."

With a flick of her wrist, she sent a small pulse of chakra into the air, scanning Hinata's energy with her Rinnegan.

She immediately saw it.

"Well, well," Raven mused. "Water Chakra. No wonder you're struggling."

Hinata tilted her head. "Is that… bad?"

"Not bad. Just useless in a fight unless you're creative. Water bends—it doesn't stop an enemy."

Hinata flinched. That was exactly why her father said she wasn't suited for combat.

But then—

"Let's make it better."

Raven tapped a finger to her forehead, grinning. "Ever heard of Ice Release?"

Hinata's eyes widened. Ice?

Raven smirked, walking over to a nearby puddle left by melted snow. She formed a single hand seal—a swirl of chakra condensed around her fingers, cooling the air.

A second later, the puddle froze solid.

Hinata's Byakugan flared instinctively. She could see the chakra, the way Raven shaped it with absolute control.

"You… you can use Ice Release?"

Raven shrugged. "I can do a lot of things. But what matters is—so can you."

Hinata closed her eyes, following Raven's guidance.

"Gather Water Chakra first," Raven instructed. "Then shape it with Wind."

Hinata did. And then—failure.

The chakra refused to merge properly, instead dispersing into steam.

Hinata frowned. "I… I can't—"

"You're thinking too much," Raven interrupted. "You need a trigger."

Yuumi, watching from the sidelines, chuckled. "Then give her one."

Raven smirked.

Then, without warning, she threw a kunai directly at Hinata's face.

Hinata yelped. Instinct took over.

A rush of energy surged from her, the moisture in the air crystallizing instantly.

A thin but solid sheet of ice formed in front of her, blocking the kunai mid-air.

Hinata's eyes widened. "I… I did it."

Raven grinned. "There it is."

Hinata trembled—but not from fear. From excitement.

She turned to Raven, eyes shining with admiration. "I want to learn more. Please… teach me."

Raven smirked. "Then get ready, little princess. Hinata your training has only begun."

The next morning at the Hyūga Compound, Hiashi eyed his daughter suspiciously.

"She seems… different."

He couldn't place it, but something had changed.

And more troubling—the guards he placed around her room reported nothing unusual.

Which meant Hinata was escaping right under his nose.

"Unacceptable."

He doubled the guards. Tripled them.

But no matter what he did, Hinata was always in her room in the morning, innocent as ever.

What he didn't know—

The Hinata he scolded at breakfast was a water clone.

And the real Hinata?

Still training.

In the trees nearby, Yuumi laughed herself hoarse.

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