Naruto: Legacy Undone

Rahman had been born six years later and had enlisted into the military as soon as he came of age, just in time to fight at the tail end of the third war.

For this he and his father were called the "Latecomers" though rarely to their faces.

His accent is heavy, his fathers influence no doubt. Most of the time it sounded like the man was asking a question when making a statement, and making a statement when asking a question. But there was no one Koutou would trust more after so many years.

"Come." The daimyo demanded. "We have VIP's to escort!" He kicked at his horse hard and the beast began galloping through the forest towards the village.

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A rolled up folder came down over her head with a sharp thwak startling her awake as she shot upright in her chair. "I'm up I'm up!" She complained, before both hands came to her eyes, groaning in misery as light decided to make itself known to her retinas.

"No you're drooling all over your files again!"

Tsunade groaned miserably. "Go awaaaaay" She despaired. "I used to do this job before you got here! Let me go back to doing it my way..."

"You mean the way it was when I got here? Where there was over eight months worth of backed up filing that still had to be sorted out?"

"The people lived didn't they?"

"After we had to spend hours on end searching for their medical histories."

"I never had to-"

"I'm referring to every other doctor in this building. You know. The Normal group of people."

Tsunade opened a single bloodshot eye to glare at the little witch that was her niece. "You were nicer and cuter when you were little."

"I'll cry myself to sleep at night with regret." She deadpanned, holding out the file she'd used to hit her.

Tsunade glared flatly as she took it.

"Homura Kagasei Late sixties, near heart attack." Shizune recited.

"Again?" Tsunade cursed as she stood up. "I told him three months ago to lay off the salt!"

The brunette raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna go down there, curse him out, beat the crap out of him, threaten his son to keep him off the damn salt and give him a foot in the ass out the door." She answered as she took her jacket off the peg.

"And the healing part?"

"I'll fit that in somewhere if I'm in the mood."

-0-

"Ahh Kurotsuchi." Takechio, Koutou's eldest son smiled as she entered, she offered a nod in return before looking down at what was coming her way.

"You lose this?" She smirked as she knelt down, plucking the little crawling terror up before it could escape past her to set itself loose on the unsuspecting palace.

Sasami is Koutou's second and youngest child. Born just a year and a half ago the joy that had overtaken the Daimyo of Hi no Kuni at the birth of his daughter was tempered only by the price that had been paid for it.

In her mid forties, well into a time where childbirth would be dangerous, lady Inoue didn't survive the birth.

She remembered that she had tried, somewhere in her mind not to cry that day.

She'd failed...

After six years, despite all those words of caution at the back of her mind and knowledge that they were -or could some day be- enemies she had grown...fond of them to say the very least. Koutou had never treated her as anything less than if she'd been his own child. Takechio and the late Lady Inoue had done much the same.

She smiled down at the little baby, who squealed out her displeasure at having been denied her quick escape.

"You're getting fast aren't ya?" She marched up towards the table the baby grunting in response before another of the servants took her, and more came to clear her place at the table beside the acting lord of Hi no kuni.

She sat down, eating the food presented to her in silence besides Takechio.

Not five minutes into the meal, he smiled. "Its too quiet."

She agreed. The palace felt...empty.

He looked at her out the corner of his eye. "You'll be leaving us soon too..." He pointed out.

The hitch in her movement was barely noticeable before she recovered. "Two more months." She intoned, trying to keep her voice level.

"We'll miss you Kurotsuchi."

She looked up at the young man, offering her own smile in response. "Thanks." She caught movement out of the corner of her eye. "I'll miss Sasami's escapes."

He looked confused for a moment before one of the servants marched out of a side hallway, large strides carrying her straight towards the crawling baby that was still determined to shine the floor with her belly in the mad dash towards the courtyard.

Takechio chuckled.

They ate in silence for a little longer before someone else approached them.

"My lord." The old man said, bowing deeply at the waist. "Their are reports that your cousin Kotaro will be arriving by night fall"

"I understand." He nodded. "Thank you Tou be certain his rooms are made ready."

The old man bowed again. "Of course." Before shuffling back to leave.

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Koutou pulled back the reigns of his horse, the eastern wooden gates of the leaf village looming over him now with the white robed Sarutobi standing at the gates to greet them flanked by a half dozen of his Shinobi.

He trotted the horse forward, dismounting quickly, fast enough to no doubt have his guards cursing him for his recklessness as they tried to move fast enough to guard him properly.

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