The sun beat down on the village streets as you walked beside Naruto, your long red hair swaying with every step. Despite being twins, the two of you were like fire and air—he was the loud, optimistic dreamer, while you were the simmering heat, always one comment away from a boil. The three whisker marks on your cheeks mirrored his, a constant reminder of the half of the Nine-Tailed Fox that had been sealed inside you instead of your father.