Uchiha Naruto: The Strongest

Chapter 36: The Queen

Before Chapter Begins. If you have any questions for the story (e.g. someone asked if Madara has the same level of chakra as the original, and I included that information in the next chapter) make sure to comment them so I know what information about characters you may be curious about. This can be any character, and about anything, such as if a random character will return, how a character compares to their original selves/literally anyone. You may not get your answer in the very next chapter, as I tend to finish the chapter after the very next chapter before it's even published, but you'll get it eventually. If its something I can't answer in the story I'll just reply.

The waterfall roared as it crashed into the pristine pool below, sending a cool mist swirling into the warm air. The droplets caught the sunlight, creating fleeting rainbows that danced across the dense foliage framing the scene. Leaves rustled softly in the breeze, their green vibrance contrasting with the white froth of the cascading water. Overhead, the sun blazed high in a clear sky, its golden rays a sharp counterpoint to the refreshing coolness of the spray.

On a jagged outcrop above the falls, Madara stood, shirtless, holding Kushina and Mito by their ankles as though they weighed nothing. His pale, chiseled torso gleamed under the sunlight, rivulets of water tracing paths over his skin, and faint smudges of dirt from earlier scuffles clung to his damp, spiky hair. Crimson Sharingan eyes, eerie and mesmerizing, spun lazily as he regarded the scene below with his signature impassivity.

Kushina, her vibrant red hair plastered to her flushed cheeks and freckled shoulders, squirmed in his grasp. The bright orange bikini she wore, with its playful white trim, added an almost comical contrast to the situation. Despite dangling upside down, she laughed uncontrollably, her voice rich and uninhibited. Beside her, Mito, a younger reflection of her mother in a sleek black bikini patterned with cherry blossoms, echoed her laughter, her arms flailing playfully.

Below, Minato stood waist-deep in the pool, his sunlit blond hair slicked back and clinging to his forehead. His lean, athletic frame was outlined by his light blue swim shorts, the fabric darkened by the water. Floating nearby, Menma lazily drifted on his back, the green of his trunks blending into the verdant surroundings. Kakashi, true to his enigmatic nature, remained partially submerged, his drenched silver hair a wild mess, and his ever-present mask somehow still intact despite the day's activities.

"Okay, Madara, that's enough!" Kushina managed between fits of laughter, her voice rasping slightly from her amusement.

Madara cocked his head, his Sharingan catching the sunlight as an eyebrow arched. His tone was flat, his words delivered with chilling detachment. "I do not spare my enemies."

Without further preamble, he released both of them.

For a moment, Kushina and Mito continued to laugh, the sound ringing out like a duet over the roar of the falls. Then, mid-air, Kushina's grin faltered, replaced by wide-eyed realization. "Wait—how the hell did we get here?!" she screeched, her arms flailing wildly as she plummeted toward the water.

Her frantic yell was punctuated by a loud splash as she hit the pool, sending a spray of water upward. Mito followed, her gleeful shriek echoing as she broke the surface with a smaller but equally enthusiastic splash.

From the shallows, Minato and Menma doubled over in laughter, their amusement rippling through the forest. Even Kakashi cracked a audible chuckle, his masked face tilted toward the spectacle.

Above, Madara remained stoic, his crimson gaze tracking the ripples below. His expression betrayed not the slightest trace of amusement. Then, with deliberate grace, he stepped off the ledge and descended into the pool with a controlled splash. As he emerged, water cascading from his hair, his Sharingan dimmed but remained faintly active,