disclaimer: not mine.
dedication: to summer skies & Arizona tea.
note: i felt very, very depressed this morning.
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The rain is falling and people are crying and she doesn't think she can take it anymore. And as much as she hates to admit it, the rain is mixing with her own hot, bitter tears.
"He didn't have to do this," she murmurs to herself, but she knows it would be selfish to say it aloud. She knows that he did what he did because he had to. Because if he didn't, there would be no future for Konoha.
But desperately, desperately she wishes she could turn back time and convince him not to do it. So they could raise their baby—Naruto—together. But he had to do it.
She laughs, a hollow sound even to her own ears, and she knows she is selfish.
"I can't help it," she mutters under her breath. Minato is fireworks and golden hair and a beautifully sweet smile, and she can't help but feel selfish because she misses him so, so much.
And then she laughs again, but no one pays attention to her because they think her mind's going. She talks and laughs to herself and they think it's due to grief.
With a rueful smile, Kushina can't help but to agree.
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.the end.
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footnote: i listened to a lot of Owl City while writing this.
footnote1: read & review, yes?