The last Tendoku.

Early years, and Fast Friends.

The first four and a half years of Hiro's life, were spent eating, training, studying, sleeping rinse and repeat. He got into that habit early, thanks to his Mother for the most part, but also thanks to his knowledge of future events to come. He needed to be strong for what was to come, he needed to be ready for everything...and find a way to stop it from happening. Specifically, the Jinchuriki's losing their life when their Bijuu's were forcibly removed. This also wasn't influenced, by the little girl who was sitting next to him, studying alongside him under his Mother's gaze. Yep, he and Fū had become quick friends. Mainly due to Hiro's timely intervention, when a few villagers tried hurting the Jinchuriki. He wouldn't allow it, and thus stepped in the way, whilst flaring what killing intent he could...which admittedly was laughed at. But when his Mother's flared up behind him, as she made her presence known...yeah. They soon stopped that in a heartbeat. With the result being him and Fū becoming inseparable ever since. "Mama, can I ask you a question?" Came the voice of Hiro, as he stopped his reading in order to ask his Mother about something he was reading about. "Well you just did, but go ahead my little Hiro." Hiro rolled his eyes at his Mother's quip, before continuing with his question. "Do we have family in Konoha? That's where our family is from right?" That took his Mother by surprise...well not surprise per se, since she knows her son loves to study, and learn new and wonderful things...but to ask about their Konoha origins was...it caught her off guard. "That's...well for starters no. Me and you, are the last members of our clan. As for us being from Konoha yes, we're descended from there. However, a member of our clan hasn't stepped foot in Konoha since the end of the last great Shinobi War. To them, we're extinct. Since the supposed last member of our clan, was killed by a Kumo Shinobi."

She paused for a moment, seemingly trying to gather her thoughts. She'd never been to her ancestors homeland. The though never even crossed her mind, she was content here. With her Son, and with Fū now as well...but she couldn't help but wonder. What would it be like, to go back to the Village where their clan first started? She shook herself from her thoughts, after taking a quick look outside at the setting sun. "It's getting late. Fū, you're more than welcome to stay here with us for the night. I'm sure our illustrious leader won't mind, and as for you mister." She quickly moved her hands in one specific way, and it sealed all the studying material they had just been reading inside. "You've gotta teach me that Momma." Came the boys voice of excitement, his blonde haired mother couldn't help but stifle a giggle. "That was something your Father taught me, it's his clans specialty. Maybe one day, I'll teach his clan secrets too." Externally he couldn't help but smile at his Mother's words, about possibly teaching him. Internally however...'Wait! Was my Father a damned Uzumaki?! That would explain my streaks of red hair but...damn that's wild!' "Now bed. Both of you." With groan the two duly obliged his mother, and quickly bolted out the door to the bedroom that they would be sharing. Hiro quickly laid himself down on the futon, with Fū placing herself next to him, as he looped an arm over her. Instinctively wanting to protect her from harm, which while Fū would never admit it...she greatly appreciated. As the two soundly slept in the same bed as one another. Unbeknownst to them however, an event was about to take place whilst they slept, that would change both of their life's forever, and the life of his Mother as well.