The night was quite. The moon was shining bright. No sounds, just the leaves and the trees rustling. She sat there alone, on the edge of her window. Her pink hair was hanging lifelessly on her back. The wind played with it and the moonlight made it shine. Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell on her knees. The teardrops shone and looked like little diamonds. She was startling, gorgeous and extremely beautiful. But she didn't care about her appearance at that very moment. She was broke, torn apart, sick from the whole world, suicidal, desperate, hurt, miserable, wrecked and wounded. She wished she could go back and change her life or tell herself what she knew now. Her heart ached and she was alone, there was no one for her to calm her down and comfort her. She was holding a picture in her hands on her knees. It was a picture of three kids and a man. They seemed happy, though one of the kids looked too serious and troublesome; the other one was looking at him with anger ready to beat him up any time. Between the guys was a girl with pink hair and a big forehead. Also there was a man with white hair and a mask standing above them, who was totally having fun. You could guess that the girl with pink hair on the picture was the same girl who was holding the picture, although, she was older. She stared at the picture for a long time with bloodshot eyes. Suddenly, she smiled and looked up at the sky. It was clear, no clouds, just the stars. It was beautiful. She wiped away her tears and put a crooked smile over her face. She remembered something. Something or someone that made her smile and brought back amazing memories. She raised her head and leaned towards the window. Her red eyes filled with tears were sore. She was exhausted but couldn't sleep. She was hurt and broken but she couldn't cry anymore. She wanted to keep believing but hope was gone. She wanted to see their smiles again. She wanted to hug them, hug them tight and never let go. She wanted to hear their voices and laughs. She wanted to be happy again. She wanted to meet them again for even a little while and tell them everything she thought and always wanted to say but wasn't brave enough. She wanted to tell them how much she loved and admired them, how much she respected them and how priceless they were. She could still hear them saying: "Believe it!" "Dobe!" "Sorry guys, I'm late!"
She smiled. She could still hear them saying those words. She remembered every single thing they've said. Sometimes they weren't too pleasant but she still loved the way they spoke.
'Kakashi-sensei…' she whispered with a breaking voice as her teacher's face appeared before her eyes and she recalled all the things he taught her and how he made squad 7 a real team and taught them what actual teamwork is.
'Sasuke…!' she said a bit louder and angrier as she saw his face and remembered everything they've gone through in order to find him and bring him back.
'Naruto!' she yelled so loud her throat ached. She was his face clearly. She saw the way he walked with her, like a real hero should. She recalled how he saved her a million times and how he improved. She saw how he grew every day, how he started form the bottom as an outcast and a loser and how he worked hard as hell to achieve success, how he ended up as the hero of all heroes. She screamed. She couldn't handle it, she wasn't strong. She understood how he loved her more than herself and how she never returned his love and how she ignored him for so many years. How she never thanked him for believing in her and being there for her always. Even now she could feel his hand on her shoulder, his warm look in his deep blue eyes and his bright smile.
'Thank you… Thank you so much… I hope you're happy and you see the way people admire you… you're the heroes of the Hidden Leaf and the whole world. You three will always remain in people's hearts. I just want you to know… I … love … you… so… so much, you don't know! I wish you were here, with me. So I could hug you and we could be happy together… but it is okay I guess. You'll stay in my heart forever and that's the most important.'
She said as she brought the picture closer to her chest and leaned to the window. She hugged the picture tight and looked up at the sky, tears rolling down her cheeks. She smiled.