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Broken Hearts
Chapter One: Oppressed Hearts
The rain was falling heavily as she stood at the memorial stone staring at the names of those who had fallen for Kohona. Her heart was heavy with grief and the child in her arms only served to remind her
of this. A child that would never see, feel neither the touch nor love of its father. "Asuma here is your son" she whispered to no one in particular. She broke down in tears as the rain fell heavier, it was almost as if Kami was trying to wash away her sorrows, but that was not to be. She felt totally alone and emotionally was a wreck although she hid it well from those around her, well everyone except Anko who could read her like a book. "Come Kurenai, let's get little Asuma into the warm" Anko gently stated as she place her hand on to Kurenai's brow wiping the tear soaked hair out of her eyes. Slowly she arose and walked slowly back towards the village.
Meanwhile a lone figure jumped out from the tree's and landed by the memorial stone his long blond hair covering his deep blue eyes. He knew only too well what it felt like to be alone and the trauma that came with it. Memories of his childhood came flooding back. Flashbacks which consisted of a childhood without the love of parents, a tear crept down his cheek. "You won't be alone Kurenai-san" he said almost inaudibly as he watched the figures of Kurenai and Anko disappear towards the village. He walked up to the memorial stone and ran his fingers across three names and came to rest on Asuma's. "Asuma-san, old man, don't worry their never be alone" he whispered as he ran a kunai across his hand and placed it on Asuma's name. He then stood and made his way to his estate.
Life had been hard for Kurenai since the death of Asuma; she had been unable to earn any money for the last year or so due to a number of factors which included complications during the latter half of her pregnancy and severe depression after the birth. Initially she couldn't face little Asuma, it was only because of the constant intervention of Shikamaru and more importantly Anko that she finally bonded with her son. Financially things were a lot tougher than she let on, rarely did she socialise anymore although when she did it was usually with Hinata or Anko. Shikamaru's visits became less frequent as he spent most of his time in Suna as he was Kohona's full time representative at the request of the Kazekage. Hinata was also becoming a less frequent visitor, as she had problems of her own. Hinata was no longer the heir to the clan, Hanabi had taken that position and to make matters worse she was in an arranged marriage to Kankurou the older brother of Gaara, which was arranged by the village council. She didn't love him; her heart now belonged to Kiba. The result of all these circumstances was that; no longer was her graceful presence seen around the village, all anyone would see would be a ghostly shell devoid of hope. Whatever happiness and joy that remained within her was bound up; in the memories that she held towards Asuma .She found little comfort in life except when in the presence of her child and Anko.
What Kurenai didn't know was that at the memorial stone she had started a chain of events which in time would begin to heal her heart and once again bring joy into the life of her and her son. The source of this joy would in time come from the most unlikely of places; a certain blond Namikaze.
Naruto arrived back at his estate which was moderate in size when compared to other clans, but due to him being alone it felt like the largest. That evening he lay awake on his futon and couldn't get the image of a broken Kurenai out of mind, to him it was so wrong that a woman such as her should be alone and in such a sad state. His mind wondered from her loneliness to his own. Sakura had publicly disowned him when he finally brought back Sasuke. Why? Well it didn't help that he used a rasenshuriken to finish the battle. It took two days to pick up the pieces to bring back to Kohona. The council weren't happy, Sakura was furious and implied that Naruto murdered her Sasuke-kun just to deny her true love. Since that day he knew that he would never hold a place in Sakura's heart no matter what and that day he knew that he'd be forever alone. The last shred of hope for a future with someone special was shredded. He himself rarely socialised, the pain of seeing Sakura and hearing her cutting remarks bore deeply into his heart. Among the rookies Sakura's behaviour was the exception, but unfortunately her words carried more weight to him. He still trained occasionally with Lee and would still meet Chougi for lunch once a week. Apart from these meetings he was a virtual recluse and this worried Tsunade and Shizune no end; both had made it clear to Sakura that her position was wrong. Unfortunately the problem with Hanuro's is that often the line between fiction and reality just doesn't exist; Sakura being an eternal fangirl was the typical example of this and couldn't accept that Sasuke was a traitor and that in all the time that she had known him, never had he paid any attention to her or any girl for that matter.
Naruto rarely slept anymore in his dreams he was tormented constantly by Kyuubi who showed him all times Sakura had put him down and the final rejection. When Kyuubi wasn't tormenting him, the dreams he had were empty, cold and oppressive. Kurenai's dreams were full of torment and pain also; they were filled with Asuma's body as it was brought through the gates of Kohona. She shouldn't have looked at his body, but she did and now it haunted her.The days that followed saw her spending a majority of her time talking to the memorial stone and crying at the grave of Asuma, Naruto still watched from a distance though he was going through an inner conflict regarding how he could approach her and if he did would she also reject him. Eventually he found the courage and stepped out from the treeline and cautiously approached Kurenai. When he reached her, she was on her knees, baby in her arms sobbing; instinctively he placed his hand gently on her shoulder to comfort her.
Kurenai felt the warmth of a hand upon her shoulder and her sobbing ebbed to a mere whimper she assumed that Anko had come to retrieve her, the silence that surrounded her was strangely reassuring. She slowly stood up and turnt around expecting to meet Anko's brown eyes, instead she met a pair of blue eyes. These blue eyes seemed to reflect the pain and suffering that she herself was feeling. At that moment words were not needed to convey any intentions they could see and feel each others despair. Strangely she felt comfort and solace in his company, she knew that he was a kindred spirit someone who at some level could understand her pain and loneliness. Little did they both know that this was to be the beginning of their emotional recovery and that they would both walk the road to recovery together.
Jutsu's
Rasenshuriken – wind release spiralling (basically a elementally infused resengan) S –Rank.
Well i thought i would give this a try.. i think that it's a bit different from the usual naru/kur fics and i have a good idea of where this is going...review and flame away ja ne Kitsune-breeze