Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina

Karura was alone in Sunagakure.

She knew the warmth and coldness of the world far too well.

Back home, she was nothing more than a ghost among the high walls of the village she once called home.

It was almost ridiculous to think about it now.

Because, despite everything, she actually felt more at home in Konoha.

It was clear now—coming to Konoha had been her wisest decision.

Night fell over the village.

Tonight, Tsunade hadn't come back.

Next to the massive form of Kurama, Kushina spoke softly, her voice laced with irritation.

"Kurama, Karura was so badly hurt by that bastard Rasa! Should we go teach those Sand Shinobi a lesson?"

Kurama's deep voice rumbled in response. "Wouldn't it feel better to do it yourself?"