Hi!
Really hoping you'll like this because this isn't mine :L
My (one of them) best friend, jenrulz4eva (she's got a great story with shugo chara! if anyone's interested) actually sent me a random poem on Skype and with minor adjustments...Voila~! it became a Naruto fanfic^^"
*-I have to thank Jovey-Poop for this;) if you're reading it that it-*
This is a story about Naruto's grandson (-obviously) observing Naruto and missing him.
And I won't ask anyone to review^^ because some people don't like doing it and plus, i forget my account password regularly so i kinda...forget to check the reviews...ahaha..^^"
Sorry and Thank you
Hi~!
My name is Uzumaki Yuudai.
Even after all these years, and after all his heroic acts, there are still few people who despise my grandfather.
He was old, yes, but he was probably the most headstrong knucklehead ninja ever! - before I came along, of course.
It's been 4 years since the great defeat of Uchiha Sasuke (who knew that an old man like him could still be active, his old age must've made his anger even worse,=.=)
The infamous Uchiha Sasuke-teme was taken down at last, vulnerable due to old age or perhaps he had wanted to die.
But 4 years ago, our nandaime, was defeated as well.
Uzumaki Naruto, my grandfather was gone.
He may look frail and old
But his eyes tell a different story
His eyes are bright and alive
With many things to share
But if you look from afar
He looks like a useless old man
This is what many people think
But he has a kind heart
A soothing voice like the ocean
And hands that were as gentle as a soft flower
Sometimes he stares out the window
Thinking of the past
He told us a story
About how courageous he was
In the war
We never got tired of his tales
And the way he explained it
His fragile hands making wild gestures
Which always made us laugh
Afterwards he would look so tired
Sometimes he would murmur incoherent things
Before going to sleep
Now I sit in his chair
I inhale his scent
Of when he was still with us
The way he would take me on walks
How he would listen to everything I said
The way he use to talk
How he would tuck me in bed
And stay till I was asleep
But now he's gone
Without even a said goodbye
I wish he was still here
Holding me in his arms
Making me forget all my fears
Making me feel calm
I miss him
My grandfather
Thank You For Reading:)