Ishi Adopts a Child

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Well... this was new. Or maybe she hadn't been paying enough attention to the village goings recently.

Ishi had thought that she had been prepared for whatever might come her way but the sight of an angry little girl with bright red hair beating up a group of boys had not been on her list when she had decided to take a walk with her family that morning.

After her decision to become the new Uzumaki Clan Head, she had stayed at the Hatake's place for two more days and had even gotten some sparring practice.

However, her friend seemed to have recalled that he neglected to tell her about Mito Uzumaki's death the day that her husband and his parents arrived.

Needless to say, she had tackled him to the ground before grinding his face against the grassy floor of the training ground before going to the gates to greet her husband.

Sakumo seemed to be doing better when she left though, so Ishi allowed herself to spend time with some of the last blood family she had left. It didn't escape her notice that some of the villagers were giving them a wide berth either. She wasn't exactly sure why but at least nobody had tried to give her empty apologies, then again, she doubted many realized she had been an Uzumaki in the first place.

In the end, it didn't matter since the walk had been peaceful up until the screaming started. Handing over the twins to Akegata, she went over to investigate what the commotion was about. Honestly, Ishi hadn't known what to expect but a group of children surrounding someone significantly smaller wasn't what she had been expecting.

Especially when said smaller figure turned out to have given her bullies a run for their money. Ishi would have smiled with admiration if it weren't for the fact that she was currently in shock.

The girl had dark skin, lighter than Ishi's own but still recognizable to an islander and the red hair that framed her face was a sight that Ishi thought she wouldn't get to see on anyone else but her children or when she looked in a mirror. Her eyes were purple, she noted distractedly as she looked back and noticed that Akegata was busy entertaining the twins.

The kids, boys, for the most part, decided to make their retreat then and Ishi watched them run away before looking back at the girl. If her appearance wasn't convincing, then the chakra she could feel coming from her was and if she wasn't mistaken, the malicious chakra she could also feel meant that the girl was carrying some extra luggage with her.

Besides Mito, Ishi had never actually come face to face with another Jinchuuriki before. She had heard stories, of course, the tailed beasts were dangerous but that wasn't the only reasoning as to why her clan liked to talk about them more often than probably any other hidden village despite not having a bijuu of their own.

The process to place a bijuu into a human was an interesting one and the seals behind it had to be strong and steady. The closest thing to perfection as they could get so as not to risk letting a tailed beast break free from their host.

But there was another reason for Ishi's interest in this new Jinchuuriki besides her being a possible Uzumaki and wanting to take a look at the seal. Her clan had the most recorded history of the Sage of Six Paths himself, meaning that they had gained some knowledge of the beasts but she had left before she could have gotten more information from the archives.

That would be for another day, Ishi thought firmly as she shook her head to clear away her thoughts. Steeling herself, she silently made her way towards the girl and cleared her throat once she was a few paces away from her.

Angry purple eyes turned to glare at her almost immediately before the girl froze and her eyes widened comically as she looked up at Ishi.

She was panting, from exertion and anger if she had to guess but that was neither here nor there. Ishi smiled kindly at her before kneeling so that she could be eye level with the girl.

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