Time flew fast and not long after the birthday party of Tsunade, 1 year later to be exact, Senju Hashirama...
Died.
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4 in the morning/
In the heart of Konoha, a heavy shroud of grief hung over the village as news of Hashirama Senju's impending passing spread like wildfire. The once vibrant streets were now hushed, the usual hustle and bustle replaced by somber whispers and downcast gazes.
Mito Uzumaki, Hashirama's wife, stood tall. Clutching her granddaughter, Tsunade in her arms.
Mito's heart ached as she glanced down at Tsunade, who looked up at her with innocent eyes filled with tears and sadness.
"It's okay sweet Tsunade, I am still here with you. Don't worry." Mito said.
Tsunade clung to Mito's robes, her small form trembling.
"W-will we never see grandpa again?" Tsunade said with tears running down her cheeks.
Mito's voice quivered as she tried to find the right words, her grip on Tsunade tightening.
"My dear child, Don't worry because someday, we will meet him again." Mito tried to reason with slightly trembling lips.
Looking down at the ground Tsunade asked "Where are my parents, grandma? Why are they not here too?"
Widening her now red eyes from tears "They went to a far away place helping people, don't worry child they'll come back soon." Mito replied as her voice cracked slightly.
How could she tell her the truth that her parents died too on the line of mission not long ago and their corpses are now missing!
(Author here/ One less person to care writing about. Nawaki I mean.)
Tsunade just looked at the ground, disappointed and didn't say anything further, just silently cried.
As the procession reached the sacred grove. Mito cradled Tsunade in her arms, her heart heavy. The village elders, dressed in traditional robes, recited prayers that echoed through the grove, their voices carrying the anguish of a grieving village.
The casket, adorned with symbols of the Senju clan, was lowered into the ground gently.
Weirdly, at this moment, all Mito's mind was on a particular boy that changed many things since she saw him. She used chakra to pinpoint the white haired child standing in the far back alone with his parents.
Only to see a child who was wiping his snoty nose in fake sadness and was very sleepy.
.
"Damn, he dead!" Garou whispered in slight surprise but not unexpected.
"Be quite and pay respects to him son, he was fighting for you to sleep peacefully at your couch all this time." Gintoki replied in a serious tone with eyes closed and hands together in prayer with Ayaka.
'Acting tough huh? Why not reveal who you really are?' Thought Garou with a smirk as he glanced at the unbefit serious dad.
"Sighhh, I really hate going to funerals, I am not a mourning person you see." Garou whispered a pun to his father. Then he joined his dad and also put his hands together and prayed for someone to delete the history search inside his mobile phone back on earth.
"Stop."
"I heard this cemetery is quite popular in Konoha, people are dying to get in." Garou whispered again and Gintoki's mouth twitched for a second. He bit his lips while thinking when it all went wrong and this monster with no remorse got to be born.
Not realizing since Garou was an infant, there was not a day Gintoki didn't act like a jack ass in front of Garou.
Now this... is the byproduct of all those times.
"Stop, jokes about death are never funny..." Gintoki whispered back and started to pray again.
"Ohh, so you mean that my skeleton puns are not Humerus?" Garou replied with a smirk which made Gintoki bit his lips again as he didn't want to burst out laughing in this place as it will instantly ruin the reputation of the Hatake clan for generations to come, so with a little bit of chakra and elite jonin experience he controlled himself back.
"Stop"
"If you think these are not funny, then you are dead wrong"
"Stop"
"Sighh, seems you have no spine and can't take a joke or two. Come onnn, I know this is serious but the dead are dead and we must simply move on. I am bored to DEATH you see!" Garou whined which made Gintoki to actually nod his head and agree. They already shed enough tears and simply can't shed no more for God's sake!
Anymore sad stuff and he feels a Sharingan will awaken for sure.
"Sighh Okay, listen..." At last, Gintoki with a stupid grin, couldn't control himself, he gave in and joined Garou in his shenanigans... on a fucking funeral mind you!
"what do you call a boner in the funeral?"
"Pfffft, what?" Garou said while holding his laugh with both hands, not because of the incoming pun, but because he already expected what his father will go through when they go back home because his mother's eyes were already burning with hell's fire at the moment.
"Pfffffttt, A mourning wood!" Gintoki said with a victorious smirk while laughing on mute, eyes still closed, not realizing the impeding doom.
I had a devilish smile on my face as I replied "Stop cracking jokes, you are dead to me!"
"Hmm, what do you mea-" And it was at that moment where Gintoki slightly opened his left eye because he didn't expect I will stop just there. And what greeted him was the image of his wife, Ayaka, who lifelesly stared ay him with eyes more dreadful than Rennigan.
"Shishishishi, You also need a coffin to start the day? Hashirama-sama looks lonely you know, you can fix that." Garou said with restrained laughter to Gintoki who was already a dead man walking.
His mother didn't blame Garou for being an ass, but blamed his father who since Garou's infant-hood, he didn't stop being toxic for a second, so the attention of Ayaka was all on the damned Gintoki who taught their 3 years old and clearly genius son these things.
"Let's go back home" Ayaka said with an aura of dread surrounding her and started to walk back home with me and my Dead beat dad behind her.
Though, how could Garou let go of this opportunity? So after sometime, when they were far away from the cemetery, he opened his mouth.
"Mooom~ what does mouuuurning wood and boner mean?" Garou asked in an extremely innocent face, eyes so watery and big, with a gentle voice that you could literally see a holy light radiating around him.
"You, Monster!" Gintoki muttered with despair as he looked at the devil who was acting like an angel.
And all hell broke loose.
"Body flicker jutsu"
*Booom!!*
"GET BACK HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT! HOW DARE YOU TEACH cup cake THOSE THINGS HUUUH?!!"
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Meanwhile, only God knows how but Mito was eavesdropping on them from afar with a deadpan expression. Speechless to the point that she forgot that his husband is dead.
"I am going home."
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Time again flew by until it was the day of Garou getting to refine his chakra.
THE END.