_{Motherly soothes of touch laid upon the young jinchuriki’s soft blond tresses as he lay, purple optics lidded in calm demeanor as a soft chuckle escaped from the crimsonette’s lips.}

_{With him being the village hero that was once her dream, it wasn’t everyday that Naruto would show his affectionate side to her, so Kushina took the chance to have a short, and sweet mother-and-son conversation—even for a while. He would have trained today—either with Kakashi or Minato even, she was sure, but here he was, head resting on her lap.}

_{“Had a hard time today, dear?”}