I DO NOT OWN NARUTO…*SOB*
Prologue:
In the Village Hidden in the Leaf, the was a celebration named the Festival of Remembrance. It occurred once a year, and marked the passing of the shin obi that died in the line of duty, much as the large stone monument did silently year-round. During the festival, life was celebrated. People ate, drank, danced, made love, and comforted each other, all in honor of those they had lost. It also served as a reminder that while their comrades had fallen, they were still very much alive.
Every year, there were those few whose pain ran especially deep. They found no joy in the fact that they were still alive, merely sorrow. For the past 10 years, a woman dressed in a white hooded cloak and silver mask would appear to one she deemed to be in the most despair. She arrived on the eve of the festival and stayed with her chosen shin obi for the entirety of the event. She seemed to have an almost mystical ability to know exactly what would ease their hearts, and she did whatever it took to soften their emotional pain.
On the eleventh year, the Woman in White appeared to no one. For that was the year that she herself was the one most in need…..