by FieldDranzer
In an age where war did not encroach upon the world, in an age where Madara Uchiha truly did die, and in an age where Tobi did not release the Kyubi from its host, we find ourselves within a musty, old meeting room, surrounded by clan heads and councilors. Despite knowing the importance of representing her clan, Kushina Uzumaki simply couldn't help herself from dreaming about things that had nothing to do with the meeting. Namely, an instinct, a scent, an overpowering presence that had arisen within her home. That, and a blonde haired shinobi she so desperately craved.
