In a Sight of Past Times
Warning: I'm testing out a different type of story set-up. It will begin with a conversation, then break out into regular story format with description and... stuff.
P R O L O G U E
"Minato, I will do it. I am already in death's hands as we speak, and both you and I know this."
"Then I will join you in the afterlife."
"What of our son? If you do this he will grow up without knowing the love of parents."
"It does not matter."
"Yes, it does. You grew up like that, and you said you were going to change it; give him the life you never had."
"If I can do it, he can do it."
"What if he cant? Have you seen him at all; he looks so fragile. And what of the villagers? He will not be accepted by them."
"He will be able to handle it."
"And if he cannot?"
"Then he is weak."
"Have you seen him yet?"
"No."
"Why not? Are you so ashamed of him that you cannot even look at him!"
" How can I look at something that took my love?"
"He is your child!"
"And you are my wife."
Darkness overtook his vision as he watched her stumble to leave the room, crying with every step.
There he laid he upon the empty hospital bed of his wife, still unconscious. It was not peaceful like most days, but instead very busy. The attack was over, but many were injured and dead. The cries of of family could be heard from the lobby; each praying and hoping that their families, friends and relatives would survive; not afraid to curse the almighty monster that had done this damage.
A wet rag was gently placed upon his head by a nurse. His eyes scrunched shut from the bright lights of the hospital as his memories from earlier came back to him. He quickly sat up while his cerulean eyes opened wide. He patted his coat pockets hoping to find it.
"Where is she?" He said in slight panic when they were empty.
"Who are you talking about Hokage-sama?" Came the confused reply of the nurse.
"My wife." The nurse's face became grave.
"I..." She paused in her sentence. That was his wife, so he deserved to know the truth. "I am sorry to tell you, but she is dead. She sealed the beast within the child to save us all." His hands clenched together tightly, and it drew blood from his palms.
"Leave me," He demanded. The nurse hurriedly bowed, then left the room. A tear slid down his face . He got out of the bed and slowly made his way to the door. He walked out of the room, intent on leaving the hospital.
"Minato, your awake!" He heard someone shout. He turned his head briefly to the right and looked out the corner of his eye.
"How long have I been asleep, Jiraiya-sensei?" He asked calmly, slowing down so Jiraiya could catch up.
"About two or three hours," Jiraiya estimated as he got next to Minato's side. "Where are you heading? The nursery is in the opposite direction."
"I know where the nursery located," Minato said bitterly as he continued heading to the elevator.
"You're not going to see Naruto?"
"Who is Naruto?" He asked finally stopping.
"That's what Kushina named him." Minato's picked up a faster pace to the elevator.
"No," He said pushing the down button.
"Why not?" Jiraiya asked trying to figure out all the possibilities. There was a ding as the elevator arrived and the doors opened.
"It doesn't matter. Have him brought to my office when he is ready, seeing as I will not be back to pick him up." The elevator's doors closed, leaving Jiraiya standing there lost in thought.