For you, For me

by goldfishlover73

Spoiler for Chapter382 After his death she reads.

I don't own Naruto

III

Ever since he died, I've started reading.

It was my way of coping with it all. I started reading whatever was still lying around from Sarutobi-sensei that hadn't been thrown out. Then, whatever Sakura or Shizune could find.

I read "The Gutsy Ninja" forty seven times before I stumbled, drunk, into the book store, and your last book sat in the front.

The man at the counter said that that specific copy was meant for someone special. I scowled and told him I'd give it to Hatake when I was done.

I read it front to cover three times before I gave it to the copy ninja, who lent me the rest. Every page, every sentence, I didn't see whats-his-name or that-one-bitch.

I saw me. I saw you.

I read the series backwards, and the more I saw it. The girl seemed to become more busty, more blond, more amber colored eyed as the stories when back. It didn't matter what the man was like. It was always you.

Even now, as I finish the last chapter of the first book, I close it and stare at the cover, mesmerized by your pen name before opening the front cover.

For you.

For me.