Afinity di fulmini e acqua
Disclaimer:
I do not own NARUTO and neither do you
Summary:
His demise brought them together.
BOLD CAP LETTERS = THOUGHT
Autumn leaves fell. People were celebrating in the name of the sixth head of the Hokage Monument, the first unofficial yet most glorified Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village.
These days, festivities echoed even towards the isolated training grounds. And yet Hyuuga Hinata preferred this area to commemorate his untimely death. She gently walked the grounds in which she would watch him train back then. And she guided herself towards the log that witnessed the first real conversation she had with him. LIKE. She blushed at the memory in which her heart stopped at that time. Not because of her injury from her previous fight with Neji. But because of the remarkably innocent and sweet compliment she received that time.
"Ah Nii-san..." she whispered as she gently sat down beside the log. Suddenly, her stomach churned at that thought. It always happens whenever she considers thinking of the possibilities and what if's of Neji's life, Naruto's life, and her life. Then her eyesight becomes blurry and tears threaten to fall. She hides her face behind her hands. "No, I should stop this now, he'll definitely worry if he sees me" She tells herself quietly.
Sometimes she wonders if his soul still resides in this world. Probably he's watching the rebuildment of the ninja nation, ever since the end of the Fourth Shinobi war. And half of these times, she wonders if he misses their friends, comrades...her? She sniffed and grinned, "Hahah..." She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time every time she remembers her fantasies of him watching her every day. Other may laugh at her beliefs, but its fine, it was the way that helped her a lot since that day. And through that she gently accepted the reality, she continued to grow strong and she's proud to say that she carried Naruto's will through the changes she made to the Hyuuga clan and in herself.
Five years brought major changes in the ninja system of the great nations. But the Alliance stood united, and the fourth shinobi wars and its predecessors were just memories of the past and will serve as lessons to the future generation, so that they would never commit their ancestors' mistake.
He opened his eyes, azure skies almost blurred his vision, but then it gently adapted to the mesmerizing scenery above him. AZURE "just like his eyes" he whispered. He was training harshly last night that he let himself sleep on the shallow river. And not even the fish dared to interrupt his slumber, "must be my element" he thought. He stood up, water sliding from his tired body. And then he decided to head back to the cave behind the falls, drenching himself again, to retrieve his things.
Every year at this time, he takes an off from his duties, just to disappear for a few days. Rumours among shinobi were harsh. A conclusion stemmed-up from their hatred towards him, that he just despised the festivities. Oh! How much they were wrong. He respected his memories as much as them, No, that was wrong, more than them he was fully sure of. With so many regrets, but for now, one thing he can do is to move-on to the present by carrying Naruto's will of fire. And one of the trivial things he can assist-in, will be concealing himself from the shinobi during these days. So as not to remind anger, but to maintain and protect the peace Naruto fought for.