A sand contraption flew at great speeds across a battered and destroyed land.
"Right now, there's no other way to save Naruto!" Garra's voice called out as he sailed towards the reincarnated Minato
"How much longer till we get there?" Sakura asked, genuine worry clouding her facial features.
"Several Kilometres!" He replied somberly over the raging winds that disturbed their conversation.
"I'll do whatever it takes with what little chakra I have left!" Sakura declared, determination prominent in her eyes as she loosened the zips of Naruto's tattered jacket.
Lifting up his chest to reveal his bare chest, her fingers glowed blue as she prepared to tear open his skin to get to his heart.
"Sakura please don't." A voice horse called out before she could begin the hardly sanitary operation.
Tracing the hand that grabbed her towards a face, "Naruto!!" She screamed effectively getting Garra's attention "Naruto". He whispered more to himself, convincing himself that it isn't a dream.
But it's a fact that Jinchuriki's cannot live without a tailed beast within them. With renowned vigor, Garra took off, faster than his prior speed.
"Hey, Garra, can you please stop. " Naruto told him.
"Don't be foolish, if we get the other half of the nine-tailed beast, you have a better chance of surviving" Garra argued back, resolving to listen more to logic than the delirious blond, but it all proved fruitless as the sand suddenly stopped moving.
"Whaaa, Garra, why did we stop?!" Sakura shrieked, "We need to get to Yondaime-Sama."
"Don't blame him sakura, for its high time the story began." He declared while sitting up from his prior lying position.
"What are you talking a..." he couldn't finish that sentence beca... {A/N: did he just cut me off, I'm the author😤, I literally found this out during the proof read}
"Shush mortal, my ascension is now." He declared as he shot straight up into the air, golden vines chased after him as he grew bigger and bigger.
He stood 20ft above the ground and 20ft tall.
The allied forces (well, what was left of it) watched in awe as the vines crept and wove around him. Adorned in a full-body robe, the vines seemingly crept into the garment, blooming in the top white half and withering in the bottom black half.
His golden locks of hair fell gloriously to the ground from forty feet in the air, rippling on their way down to the ground. (Kaguya would be jealous)
His whiskered face long gone and along with it the blue eyes he was known for, in its place, calm golden eyes stood, they seemed to bloom and die at the same time. His eyes bled red as blood-red vines forced their way out of his eyes and slithered their way around his head, blooming and withering like an animated gif.
On his face rested a beautiful calming smile, yes this god has once again become beautiful.
Let the heavens know that Naruto the god of music, lord over life and death is back.
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The bomb had been launched by the ten-tailed beast and impact is at hand, Inoichi had just cut off his connection with his daughter. While desperation spread out amongst the ninjas in the room, one man was calm and his eyes shone with acceptance. "So it's not yet time". Shikaku sighed, all in a concealed whisper.
'I miss you Naruto', he sighed in thought. He closed his eyes and sat in a meditative stance, awaiting Kugasamora.
But,
"Shikaku". A voice called out loud enough to grab everyone's attention, but quiet enough for it to feel directed.
"What is it Inoichi?" He asked without opening his eyes, the voice he heard was indeed familiar.
"It's not Inoichi, Shikaku". The voice said. Curiosity ate at him as he opened his eyes to look in the direction of the voice.
It was indeed Inoichi, but his eyes held a different story, those eyes were... those eyes did not belong on that face.
Shikaku knew those eyes, those eyes that he wanted to hate but couldn't, those glazed silver eyes that seem to look at you and yet at the same time look through you into an immeasurable future and always filled with emotions. "Yuma". He sneered.
"Shikaku, let me explain..." The god of foresight tried reasoning but Shikaku cut him short.
"Why should I listen to you Yuma". Shikaku thundered as he rose to his feet, the dominating aura around him is one the ninja's have never seen before in the Nara.
"Shikaku-Sama, calm down, that's Yamanaka-San", one of his clansmen tried reasoning with him, but it proved futile as he glared harder at the imposter amongst them.
"Shikaku, Kugasamora is fast approaching, listen to me!!" Yuma was beginning to lose patience.
"Why should I believe you, you betrayed me before and toyed with my intelligence".
"Then let me atone for my sins".
"What good has listening to you brought me!" His rage sipped out of his very existence.
"I was following my orders from my Queen!" Yuma retorted.
"Your Queen never asked for you to toy with my affection for Naruto, you were asked to mislead us but you crossed the line when you tried to make me hate Naruto and I would forever hate you for..." Shikaku was beyond pissed but was cut short by Yuma's next words.
"Naruto's ascension is at hand!". Yuma Shouted over the pissed murmurings of Shikaku
"What did you just say?" Shikaku asked, his mind running a mile a minute.
"I said his ascension is at hand Shikaku, I'm just here to st..."
"Papa?" a new voice entered the conversation cutting off Yuma. It sounded soft, weak, and vulnerable, a voice unfitting of death and yet, Kugasamora stared on, shock eminent on his face.
All the mortals could see was the blinding light of the tailed beast bomb that was a few seconds away from impact.
While Kugasamora grabbed Yuma, "What did you say bout' papa!!!"
"His soul is going to break free from its mortal shell very soon, I'm here to stop Shikaku from undergoing the reincarnation circle once more." After Yuma's words registered in their minds, Kugasamora took off, heading towards where his master's soul resides.
Shikaku turned to look at the bomb fast approaching. "I'll believe you just this once, but if I find out you are toying with me, I'll ruin you". His eyes glowed emerald as darkness covered the light.
"Remember my words Yuma". The place went still as the night when the darkness retreated.
Inoichi fell to the ground heaving as Yuma's presence faded, his eyes returned to their normal shade.
"Wha-what, what just happened?" Inoichi asked as the fog in his head began dispersing.
"Inoichi-Sama, you and Nara-San were having a heated argument and he kept on calling you Yama... and then... and then... and then..." he mumbled explaining nothing.