Break Down
t3ddie0x
By the way, it's told in Ino's POV.
Never would I have image that he would break down. I know, I've heard that he had cried a few years ago. But I never really, you know, expected to ever witness it. Even afterwards, I didn't have the heart to nag at him. It would have been too cruel.
I mean, who would jump in their regular routine of berating their teammates when he or she received word that their object of affections was found dead? I couldn't do it. I didn't want to—he didn't need it now.
There he is, sitting in front of her grave with a blank face. His chin is quivering, and I can tell that it's taking every ounce of being in him to keep him from crying. I walk over to him and squat down beside him.
"You know," He started before I could open my mouth, "this should be against the laws of the universe. This shouldn't be aloud to happen." He sniffled, and continued.
"I mean…" He sighed, looking up at the sky, and I can see that his eyes are watering. "She was young. She was strong. She saved me loads of times." Sniffing rather violently, he looked at the tombstone mournfully.
"She was perfect. Troublesome, yes, but…" He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"But?" I pressed on gently. His hand fell some his nose, and he continued to stare at the tombstone.
"It was worth the troubles." He answered flatly. "And then…this." He picked up a fallen leaf, and turned to look at me.
"There won't be another one like her." He said, crumpling the offending object. "Not ever. And I don't think I can bare it if I go off and fall in…fall in…" He shook his head, and blew the remnants of the leaf away.
I took his hand, and sighed. "You'll see her again. But you're in for a long haul."
"I think I can manage it."
As much as I love Temari, I've typed up this.