Send “Little thing” and my character will tell you something as a child.

_{“What are you saying—”}

_{Not another word.}

_{Her peaceful rest after that particular incident had abruptly stopped with the arrival of an…unknown guy (due to her close observation—-but apparently he was an ANBU of the Leaf), who, in the genin’s thought, was from the future.}

_{From the start it was all confusing. Why was he here? Is he somehow brought by some jutsu or something? But, it was impossible. Even her in the secrets of the forbidden scrolls in the archive of the most secretive archive in the library of Konoha, time travelling was beyond reality.}

_{Or maybe not.}

_{Crimson brows furrowed in annoyance as the ANBU spoke, explaining he wasn’t from this time frame, and the young Uzumaki never bothered to listen anymore. But what annoyed her the most was that he was calling her ‘Kushina-sama’. And he told her.}

_{Minato was the fourth hokage. In his time.}

_{And apparently, she was….his wife. So he added -sama.}

_{And he was from the future.}

_{With squinted eyes and fist curled into ball with veins almost popping out in rather, a vortex of mixed emotions, Kushina ragingly pointed a finger of him, her crimson tresses slowly raising with her aura in a rather familiar form——the tails of the dreaded Kyuubi.}

_{“Oi. You.”}

_{Her tone sounded deadly and threatening, self adapting the notorious title of the 'Akai Chisio no Habanero’ once again.}

_{“You get out of this room right now and don’t talk to me—–talk with Sandaime himself dattebane. Did you know you interrupted my rest?”} 

_{Chubby cheeks tainted with crimson that matches her strands, she dismissed him by getting back to the comfortable bed beneath her, pulling up the covers to her whole frame and with one last shaky breath, she muttered:}

_{“S-Stop calling me his wife too 'ttebane.”}