1.) The first one is from this really angsty fic that I wrote a while ago, where Menma Uzumaki was the spitting image of Kushina, long red hair and all, and was kidnapped by a man that had been obsessed with Kushina in high school and college and never quite got over the fact that she married Minato Namikaze.
Naruto and Menma are playing hide and seek at the playground when the man appears. Menma sees him first, and she tells Naruto to stay under the slide if he wants to win. Her parents told her that she was born a full hour before Naruto, so she’s his big sister and she has to protect her stubborn little brother.
The man doesn’t see Naruto. He’s staring at Menma and calling her by her mom’s name. She tells him that she’s not her mom, but he doesn’t listen. He grabs her wrist and starts dragging her to the parking lot. She screams, kicks him firmly in the shin and starts running. She’s screaming bloody murder, and she can see her parents running down the porch steps.
The park was right across the street from the house, and the twins were old enough to go alone. Everyone in the neighborhood knew them; they wouldn’t let anything happen. Their door had been open. Minato had been watching. He’d taken a step out when Menma had walked away from Naruto to meet a man. He knew the move; Menma was trying to draw attention to herself, away from her brother.
Minato and Kushina were out of the house as fast as they could manage. Kushina ran for Naruto white Minato ran for Menma. The man was closing in on Minato’s baby girl. He snatched her by her seifuku and took off toward his car. Menma was crying now, fat tears rolling down her cheeks as she kicked her legs and screamed for help.
“Daddy! Daddy, help! Please!”
Menma was thrown into an idling car and Minato chases it for blocks, runs even though he can’t breathe anymore, because he knows that if he stops running he’ll never be able to breathe again.
The car disappears from sight.
Kakashi Hatake, a former student of Minato’s–now a detective–takes over the case. They do all they can, leave no stone unturned, but still they can’t find Menma Namikaze-Uzumaki. Kushina cries herself to sleep every night. Naruto asks for his sister every day. Minato can’t breathe.
Three months later, they get bones in the mail.
Bones, and Menma’s beautiful red hair.
Kakashi tells them that the bones are a match for the child’s age, but the skull is all but ruined and compromised from being buried for so long. The hair is definitely Menma’s though.
The next week, they get her seifuku, tattered and covered in old, brown blood.
Kakashi confirms that it’s Menma’s blood, that there’s enough to have killed a child her size if left untreated. Kushina screams aloud and falls to the floor in Kakashi’s office, sobs wracking her body. Minato clenches his hands together so hard his knuckles creak. He. Can’t. Breathe.
Naruto is in front of the precinct. He’s looking down at his legs and has refused candy from the receptionist. He heard his mom scream a few minutes ago. He doesn’t want to, but he starts crying. He’s never going to see his Menma again. She’s gone forever.
Minato comes out to his son sobbing, mouth wide open and head thrown back. He’s trying to wipe his eyes, but all he’s succeeded in doing is rub his face raw. Minato heaves his son into arms and lets Naruto cry himself to sleep.
They bury the bones, her uniform and hair on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Jiraiya is holding Naruto, who had long since cried himself to sleep. Kakashi has his arm around Kushina’s shoulder. Tsunade is seated on the ground in front of Menma’s grave, caressing the stone and whispering lullabies, the same ones she swore up and down she hadn’t sang to Menma when she was still a baby and wouldn’t calm for anyone but her Aunt Tsunade.
It’s not fair. The weather should reflect their turmoil; there should be some kind of acknowledgement that they lost their beautiful, brave girl and they were never getting her back. It should rain, pour, hail. There should be torrential downpour as the heavens weep for the loss of Menma Namikaze-Uzumaki.
They move to a new town. None of them can stand to be in the same house Menma used to run around in, so full of life and happiness. Naruto hugs Menma’s pillow close to his chest the entire car ride to Konoha.
Four and a half years pass.
A girl comes stumbling into Kakashi’s precinct, wrist mottled with nasty looking bruises and raw, red cuts. She’s trying to catch the blood in the hand that’s cradling her wrist. Her thumb is bent inward, too far in to be natural. Her left eye is swollen shut. She’s thin, far too thin for a girl her height, even if she is on the smaller side. Her mouth is bleeding. Her cheek has an open gash, like she was shoved up against a corner. She’s not wearing any shoes and her socks are soaked through. There’s blood seeping through her sock on her right ankle.
Most odd, though, is the seifuku she’s wearing. It’s from the high school Kakashi graduated from, but it’s dated past even his days. He tries to usher the girl into a room to talk, but she screams and stumbles back, begging him to help her but looking for all the world she’d rather die than be touched. Kakashi promises that he’ll help her, but she’s talking over him, saying that the man is coming, that he’ll kill her. Kakashi tries to calm her down, but she’s hysterical. He asks her what her name is. Her wild blue eyes skewer him through a curtain of long, red hair.
She shakes her head adamantly, like Kakashi misheard.
“My name is Kushina Uzumaki. I go to N College Prep. I’m in my second year.” she presses
Kakashi yells at someone to call Minato Namikaze and get him down here, wincing inwardly when the girl flinches at his raised voice. He convinces her to follow him into an interrogation room, but she keeps looking over her shoulder, like she’s afraid someone’s going to get her. Her limp is worrying. He wants to help, but she seems to fear touch.
He can’t even imagine what she must’ve been going through all these years.
Kakashi tells her that he thinks she’s Menma Namikaze-Uzumaki, and that sends her into a hysteric fit. She’s screaming that she’s Kushina Uzumaki, rattling off facts about Kushina Uzumaki, swearing up and down that she’s Kushina, promising Kakashi she is. She’s not lying, honest. She knows who she is.
Kakashi intercepts Minato before he can go see Menma. He warns him that the girl thinks she’s Kushina. She reacts hysterically to her own name, like she’d been conditioned to reject it. He can tell Minato isn’t listening. He’s not even looking him in the eyes. He’s demanding to see his daughter.
Menma doesn’t recognize her own father, but she does scream and kick and try to get away from him when Kakashi says his name. She can’t talk to Minato Namikaze. He’ll get her in trouble. She’ll get in trouble.
The paramedics are there soon enough to take her to the hospital. She starts crying, begging to stay in the police station where she’ll be safe. Kakashi tells her he’s coming with her, that he’ll guard her hospital door 24/7. Still, she has to be restrained and sedated.
Her wrist was sprained and her thumb was broken from slipping a cuff. Her face had been thrown up against several surfaces, and she’d been hit hard enough to cause mild bleeding into her eye. She had three cracked ribs. Her ankle was broken, probably from a nasty fall. She had skin and blood under nails that wasn’t hers, and skin stuck between her teeth. Two of her knuckles were broken.
She has several more, older injuries that the doctors need to re-break and set to insure she grows the correct way, without any further complications.
The rape kit came back negative.
She’d out up one hell of a fight.
Minato can breathe. After nearly five years, he can breathe.
After this, Menma goes through half a year of psychiatric and physical therapy before Minato tells Kushina about Menma. He feels horrible for having kept it from her for so long, but Menma wasn’t ready to be faced with the person she believed herself to be. Kushina wasn’t happy, but she understand that Minato had been doing it to help their Menma heal.
When they tell Naruto, he can’t even sleep. How the hell do they expect him to go to school? They told him they’d pick him after and they’d all go as a family, but he couldn’t wait that long. He skips school, telling his best friend, Sasuke, to cover for him, and heads back to the town he used to live in on the train and runs to the hospital.
Menma is surrounded by balloons and flowers in her hospital room. Her hair is longer than ever, hanging loosely to pool around her body. She looks…well, older. She’s sixteen, too, but the last memory he has of her was when they were kids. She’s still a child in his mind.
Menma looks up at him. She doesn’t smile, doesn’t move, doesn’t do anything.
“You’re Naruto.” she says matter-of-factly
Still, Naruto smiles like an idiot and can feel tears in his eyes.
“Minato says you’re my brother. My twin. The whisker marks kind of gave it away.”
Naruto hiccups a laugh. He wipes his eyes with his sleeve. Menma is still staring at him blankly, like she doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t fucking care if it takes her the rest of her life to figure out that she’s Menma and he’s Naruto. He’s just happy to have his twin sister back.
And then it goes into an angsty story of abuse recovery, lots of hurt and comfort, lots of tears, some screaming and finger-pointing here and there. It’s heavier than I originally intended for it to be. She can’t bring herself to wear K (Konoha) High’s seifuku; she has a nervous breakdown just thinking about it. Kushina and Minato, without any explanation, demand a boy’s uniform for their daughter, who will be transferring in. She’s been living with her Aunt Tsunade and is not comfortable wearing skirts. Kushina throws one of her infamous fits and ends up not only getting the uniform tailored, but also taking the tie and having it re-made so Menma doesn’t have to look like a man. Kushina styles Menma’s hair every morning, as Menma doesn’t quite have all of the dexterity in her hands back.
At one point, Menma asks for her hair to be bleached like Naruto’s because she can’t stand to see herself as Kushina Uzumaki anymore. Couple weeks later, she still doesn’t know who the hell Menma the Twin is either so she enlists Naruto to help her cut her hair and dye it all black. Like I said, heavy stuff. Makes me sad to write it.
Any who! The second picture!
2.) I had an idea that Naruto brought his twin over to dinner introduce to his new boyfriend, who brought his own brother because he was a nervous and didn’t want to be alone and make a fool of himself to keep Naruto’s twin company. Right off the bat, Itachi starts ticking off the things he notices.
Menma is smaller than Naruto and has a slender build.
Menma’s hair is a similar color to Naruto’s but it’s a bit darker and there’s some black creeping in at the roots.
Menma’s dressed in an oversized, soft looking sweater, tight jeans, and rolled-down UGGS.
Menma’s wearing dark eyeshadow that set off the same blue eyes that Naruto has.
Menma’s lipgloss is a soft pink color.
Menma’s nails are long and painted dark blue.
Menma’s an attractive girl.
Sasuke greets said twin and they go about their evening normally. Itachi, however, keeps referring to Menma with female pronouns. Menma isn’t correcting him, smiles a little every time he does it, but when Menma goes to the bathroom, Naruto leans over and says,
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