Third Person's POV;

Kushina was humming while cleaning her and her son's shared house. She has already finished the lower floor and was now starting on the first floor. She just opened the door to her son's bedroom when she saw something that was not normal.

There was a white-haired woman with fox ears, ten tails and white skin sitting in the bed of her son. She was naked and stroking the head of a white-haired man, he also had fox ears, ten tails, and white skin. But other than her, he was sleeping.

The expression of the woman was lovingly and the care with which she stroked the head of the man showed her affection to him.

“Are you two a summon of Dexter I don't know of?”, asked Kushina after a moment. The white-haired woman broke her gaze at the man and looked up at Kushina, her eyes were slitted and red.

“Hello Kushina, my Dex-kun was finally able to give me a body, after so many years of training”, answered the woman in a calm and happy voice.

“Ah yes”, began Kushina. She had some problems with the moment, her son was now apparently an albino and he had freed his girlfriend. So they are now both physical. She came to the only logical conclusion that was possible at this moment.

“Does that mean that I can start with the preparations for your wedding?”, she asked with a certain glint in her eyes. This was one of her wishes since becoming pregnant.

“Sure, I will just wait here and watch my Dex-kun”, answered the now identified Kurama. Kushina on her part suppressed a shout of glee. She rather chooses to run out of the house to fetch Mikoto and Tsunade. Only one thought in her mind, this will be one glorious wedding!

Kurama ignored this and decided to go back to watch her Dex-kun sleeping. The wounds he had were already healed. The remaining half of her Chakra inside of him made sure of that, as well as his own healing ability.

And what dire wounds they were, one of his arms was burned off, similar to what happened when he absorbed Shukaku's Chakra. His stomach had a black line moving from the center towards his arm. Every crossing organ was fried, his liver, kidney, digestive tract, a bit of his heart and one lung. The Chakra Pathway her Chakra took was burned out and would have needed Dexter's [Flames of Healing] if his body weren't now made out of Chakra. As it is it's near impossible to kill him. Rip his arm off and it will regrow in a matter of seconds.

Someone like Pain might be able to absorb his Chakra with the Rinnegan, but that will need a lot of time, if not weeks with the amount of Chakra he now has.

Kurama was confident with sitting in the bed, Dexter on her lap and smiling down at his sleeping face, while softly stroking his hair. For all that she could think of, life was perfect in this moment.

Until Dexter began to stir and opened his eyes to see Kurama. A smile directly pointed at her on his face. It was this moment that she had to correct herself, this was the perfect, full stop.

“Morning, did it work or am I still scrumptious for you?”, asked Dexter.

Kurama thought about this for a moment and then smiled, her canines in full view. “Oh, you are yummy, but not in the same way”, she said and moved further down to give him a kiss.

The kiss lasted for several moments and ended with a smiling Kurama.

“Oh, I like that, but I'm still sore all over, can we just stay like this for a few hours?”, asked Dexter. He then flipped over and was face down in Kurama's lap.

Kurama sighed fondly and began to caress the neck of Dexter. She could wait. Dexter then breathed out in pure bliss, a hot and strong breath that hit Kurama directly between her legs. Her new real body was already showing its good sides, but she will be seriously on the edge if Dexter keeps on with this precise deep breaths....

Suffice to say, Dexter kept on and ten minutes into the cuddling Kurama couldn't resist any longer and crashed this new body in as it is proper.

Both of them took a few hours later a long shower and then walked down into the kitchen to find Kushina, Mikoto, and Tsunade sitting on the kitchen table. All of them smirking knowingly.

“Ah right, I don't have silencing seals in my room, yet”, said Dexter in realization and then promptly walked to the fridge and fetched a bottle of cola.

“At least we know that Kurama is a screamer”, laughed Tsunade.

“What can I say, with what my Dex-kun is capable of. It would be hard to not scream”, replied the fox woman instantly and sat down on Dexter's lap.

“Tsk, and here I hoped to embarrass them”, muttered Tsunade with a mocked frown.

Dexter chuckled a little and drunk some of his cola, before looking over the many many papers that were all over the table. “What are you doing anyway?”, he asked in mild confusion. He picked one of them up and looked over a list of flowers.

“We're planning a wedding”, chirped Kushina happily.

“Cool, but why is Yuugao-nee not with you? I mean it's her wedding isn't it?”, asked Dexter. He was sure that the wife mostly loves such things, at least until it gets serious and the stress piles up.

“Yuugao is out on a mission and it's not her wedding, it's yours”, said Mikoto.

“I didn't know that I will marry, Kura-chan did you know?”, asked Dexter the woman that was sitting on his lap and drinking his cola while he didn't look.

“Kushina asked something about us marrying while you slept, I was too occupied with something to really listen”, she replied with a shrug and downed the rest of the bottle.

Dexter looked at the now empty bottle, then at his girlfriend, from there on to his mother and back to the bottle. He then shrugged, activated his Rinne-Sharingan and refilled the bottle with [Creation of All].

“That was the most blatant abuse of power I have ever seen”, grumbled Tsunade. Dexter only grinned at her and drunk from the ice cold fresh cola with extra gas.

“Excuse me, I have a goddess sitting on my lap, I can't just stand up and fetch a new one”, defended Dexter then. He turned towards his mother, “I want to have Dan-san as our main chef, other than that fine with me”.

“Okay, the most less romantic proposal I have ever seen”, deadpanned Kushina. With a defeated sigh she looked back at her work and began to explain to the newly engaged couple what she has planned so far.

The next few days were nothing but cuddling, sex and more cuddling between Dexter and Kurama, both only left their shared room if it was necessary and even then only together. They did not even eat. This worried Tsunade at first, but she stepped down from her medical warpath when she heard that neither needed to eat or sleep any longer. They just did it for pleasure.

A whole week later and Kushina was determined to get her son out of the room, even if it's only for rechecking the marriage plans. There were guests to be invited and a location to be chosen. She steeled herself and banged on the door, normal knocking wouldn't work.

It took them a few seconds, but the door opened. Dexter, fully naked, if you ignore his boxers, stood on the other side. Kushina opened her mouth to start, but then breathed the air in that came out of the room.

“Dammit Dexter, is it too much to air the room once or twice a day? The smell of sex is almost cut-able”, she groaned. “Anyway, you two need to do something else than what you have done the last week. There are things you have to look over as a Kage and I want to go with Kurama shopping, she needs a dress for the wedding”, she then said.

“Kura-chan, you heard her”, asked Dexter over his head, back into the room. Some rustling of sheets followed and a naked Kurama pressed herself on the back of Dexter. Kushina was only mildly envious of the body that Kurama had and then highly proud of the fact that her son was the one that caught this woman's, heart. Even if this woman was responsible for the death of her late husband.... But that was years ago and she was over it, mostly.

“Do I? Can't we just create some on the day of the wedding?”, asked Kurama, her head resting on Dexter's shoulder.

“Yes you do, all things a proper wedding has to have. This includes choosing a dress with your mother, or in this case, the mother of the groom”, replied Kushina sternly.

“And Dexter needs to meet Daichi either way, you would have to wait in the meantime”, she added.

“Okay, fine, we'll grab some clothes”, both said and the door closed before opening a moment later. Dexter had his signature clothes on, while Kurama wore a blazing red and orange kimono that was showing her beauty splendidly.

Satisfied with the result Kushina tried to grab Kurama's hand to drag her off. She grabbed once through the air, then twice. With a frown, she looked back and saw the stare of Kurama.

“Only my Dex-kun is allowed to touch me”, she said coldly.

“But what about the dresser? They need to take measures and all that”, protested Kushina.

“Only.Dex-kun.May.Touch.Me”, repeated Kurama slowly. With a defeated grumble Kushina let the topic go and walked off. A moment later Kurama began to follow her and they made their way out of the mansion and into the city of Uzushiogakure.

There they were greeted by a lot of people, Ninja and civilians alike. They knew of Kushina's heritage and who she was. She was basically a celebrity. Some looked confused when they saw Kurama but said nothing, others did ask and were answered with the statement that this was going to be Dexter's wife, Kurama, soon to be Kurama Uzumaki.

Needless to say that this information was shared among the population faster than Dexter could eat his chicken after a chicken less week. And yes, such a thing is possible.

They reached the shop for festivity clothing almost an hour later and were greeted by an already knowing owner. The owner, a young blond woman in her late twenties, greeted them with a happy smile and asked them in.

“So I heard that Kurama-san will marry our Uzukage-sama?”, asked the woman, who had seen it as her duty to serve them herself.

“Yes, my Dex-kun and I will marry. And then we will stay together forever”, said Kurama with a puffed out chest. A move that made some clerks look down on their own in envy.

“You mean until death does part you”, said the owner helpfully.

“Not if I have a word in it”, denied Kurama with a knowing smile. The woman looked a little unsure of what to say but decided to simply continue with her work.

“Then let me take your measurements”, she began and took a measuring tape out of her pouch.

“That might be a problem, the village Kurama comes from has a tradition that once a woman is engaged she isn't allowed to be touched by anyone but the groom”, cut Kushina hastily in before Kurama could make a scene. She was proud of herself, coming up with such a story in such short time.

“Eh? Is that so? My, what a strange custom. But what would we be without our customs, am I right?”, said the woman in shock. She then grabbed her chin as if she was in deep thought and nodded a few times while walking around Kurama.

“Yes, I think I know the right dress. It's in the back of the shop, please wait a moment”, she then said and rushed off. A few moments later and she came back with a white and red wedding kimono.

“This should fit you splendidly Kurama-san”, she said and gave the dress over to Kurama, who then walked into one of the changing rooms and started to change.

“Please call when you need help, this it isn't easy to put on such a dress without help”, said one of the clerks from the other side of the cover.

“Now then, Kushina-sama, what can we do for you? I mean you too are in need of a new dress am I right?”, asked the owner then. With the main person busy she could give the other important woman in the shop her full attention.

“Yes I do, you know, it has to be pretty, but not prettier than what Kurama will wear”, lamented Kushina. The talk turned rapidly into an expert conversation about this dress or that one.

It lasted for fifteen minutes until the covers from Kurama's changing room were pulled aside and Kurama came out, dressed in her kimono and looked more than a little divine.

(similar, with less boobs; https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/9c/60/64/9c6064d01f1cd85c08c9fe19e98c4b74.jpg Don't own it)

“Stunningly beautiful, our Uzukage-sama can be glad to marry such a woman”, breathed the owner out, breaking the stunned silence.

“That's wonderful, now I don't have to worry about looking better than the wife, as that's not possible”, said Kushina in relief and a slight grumble at the end. She was 24 for crying out loud, she had a right to be pretty. Then again, this was the soon to be the wife of her son, who now looks to be as old as her.... life was crazy.

Kurama looked at herself in a mirror and nodded satisfied before walking back into the changing room, while Kushina started a midlife crisis, in her early twenties.

Another five minutes later and she came back out, the kimono neatly folded. She was ready to go, but Kushina hadn't decided on her own dress, so it was either waiting a few hours or sneaking off.

Needless to say that Kurama was gone before Kushina even had donned the first dress.

She rather chooses to walk down the shopping district of Uzu, testing a fruit here, something to bite there and all in all just walk around and enjoying her new body. The people, who all know her by now, were happy see her and even gave her most of the food for free.

It didn't take long and Kurama found herself in front of the giant Kagetower. She has, without noticing it, followed Dexter's Chakra and was now a few meter away from his office. With a smile, she walked in, ignored anyone else and opened the doors to Dexter's office.

There she found him standing leaned on his desk with Daichi in front of him. They were holding reports of some kind and in the middle of some discussion. They stopped mid-sentence and turned around to see her coming in.

“Kura-chan, why are you here? Where's mom?”, asked Dexter with a raised eyebrow.

“She decided to linger longer than necessary, so I choose to go on my own. I wanted to visit you”, replied Kurama smoothly. She stopped next to him and hugged his arm between her breasts.

“Do you have an hour?”, she asked, her voice only a breathed in his ear.

“Daichi? You remember what I saw when I last teleported into MY office?”, Dexter asked with a slight stutter.

“Yes and I understand, don't forget the silencing seals”, answered Daichi with a grin. His thought while walking out and closing the door were along the lines of the skills of his grandchild and that he knew what was good.