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TO WISH FOR THE FUTURE

December 3rd.

Snow falls on the day Uchiha Sasuke is realease from jail. It's been 2 years since the 4 th Great Ninja War and he has not seen the sky once in all his imprisoniment. Anyone less prepared for the solitude and the terrors life could bring would have gone mad.

At least he still had Naruto to keep him sane once or twice a week, when his Hokage training allowed it. Sakura came once, but she said it was too painful to see him, the memories of the time he tried to kill her, all of the times he ran away from them having hurt her too much. Her love was made of pain and it was not something one could let go so easily, she said before tapping on the metal door to leave him in solitude.

Eyeing the cloudy sky, he thinks it was the best outcome. Had his life not been taken from him that fateful night his clan was murdered, he could have loved her somehow, someday. But he was a man of many scars now and he didn't quite believe in trivial things as romantic love. He doesn't even remember if his father loved his mother...Well he didn't remember them much these days.

The house he grew up in was nothing but an empty space now. Someone along the years cleaned the broken houses of his state and now lush green was slowly been covered in snow, his house the sole building in the area. He would have to think of how he could best use all these Uchiha lands, not having anyone to share it with, to sell it could be a good choice and could be the coward's way, he sighs, Itachi would be far better suited to be the Uchiha's head clan. But it's future was in his hands. Could a traitor rise it from the ashes?

The cold air would not give him answers. For now he needed to find some wood to give his house some warmth, he had to start somewhere. But one thing he new for sure. He would bring back the honor of the Uchiha name, it's a promise he makes for his ancestors.

For Itachi.

December, 29

For Hinata, winter passed as fast as it could. Being in ANBU required long weeks away from Kanoha, but by the 1st year she got used to miss her imouto and the hardships from the job. She had never thought that she would get here, of her own merits in the elite guard of her village and she would have keep thinking she was only going to be a chunnin, she would still keep thinking she needed to walk beside Naruto-kun if not for that day Neji-nii-san died in her arms.

For her.

She still felt guilty for causing the death of her brother. And it was her fault, had she not impulsively stood in from of Naruto to take the blow of the attack for him. She could never let him die, you see, she does not regret the decision to help him with her own life. But as a Ninja, she should have done more, thought more, acted more. That should have been her place to die, the failure of the Hyuuga, the shy girl no one thought more than in passing. She would have died a honorable death, in battle.

But a man full of promisses for the future, died in her place. He took the blow for her out of love, out of promises, out of duty.

He saved her from herself that day, for she could not keep living day after day not living up to the memories of him. She was his ultimate promisse, she remebers his last whisper, and she vowed to pick herself up, be the best, to save the Hyuuga in his name. She was his only legacy and she would make him proud.

Letting go of Naruto was the first and the hardest step she could ever take. He had finally noticed her in the last battle, holding her hand for strength, sharing his chakra with her. But in the following weeks of the end of the war, she knew she needed to be more than the girl who always loved Naruto, the future Hokage. To be his wife was her ultimate dream once upon a time. But now she needed more for herself, her grief was too much to let that feeling go. So she asked to be only friends with Naruto, to support him in a different way. He was shocked and a bit hurt. He had noticed her too he understood her and could not keep her locked in a relationship she did not want for feelings he was only trying to discover now. He was going to focus on his Hokage training and figure out his life for himself.

So she trained hard, many nights she would fall assleep in her workout clothes, with burned chakra hands and cuts on her feets. To wake up to the smell of salvia and bandaged hands, a hot tea and a biscuit with a happy face the only remains of her sister's hard work. To have her support when they were still rivals for the Hyuuga leadership meant the world to her. It was good to know she was not alone after all, she still had loved ones to protect. That would give her the energy to rise each morning.

The day she gained the bird mask, she wept for her nii-san. In the middle of the night, she went with a white lily to pay her respects, to thank him for the gift of life.

Now she only needed to save the Hyuuga. Easier said than done.