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I find it so strange on how this world has evolved into what it is now. I remember when you and I were fighting in wars when we were so young.
Soon these children that I teach maybe fighting in a war while they should be enjoying peace and serenity. I hope with all my heart that they do not live a life similar to yours and mine.
It was due to those wars we both fought in that my health is as it is. It has taken its toll on me but I keep going. One stepat a time.
To be frank, I have often cursed the world we live in. The conflicts, the wars, the loss of love ones, the sight of blood on one's hands, why must we go through this?
As you once told me, we live so others may live and we fight to protect.
Is that why you still go on like you do?
While I hide in the village as a teacher and archivist you are out there fighting for this country.
I worry about you a lot. Especially after several close calls with that eye of yours.
When you leave and I am home alone I continue thinking about you. I often go to the Hachiman temple to pray for your protection.
Do not get me wrong; I do not doubt your skills at all my love. I am just a worrywart and that is what a wife suppose to do to. At least that is what I am told.
At least I have the children I teach at the academy to keep me busy. They are so wonderful and so innocent. Is this why you decided to be a mentor Kakashi?
I remember when you first told that you wanted to teach a team of genin. I was shocked at the suddenness. I was even more shocked that you had Naruto and Sasuke in your team.
I smile every time I would meet up with you and your team of genin would follow us around until one day I showed up at Ichiraku's Ramen stand. How stunned they were when they finally met me. Well except for Naruto since there has been numerous times at the academy where I would talk to him and get him to open up sometimes.
The children of this village hold me in awe. Their dream to protect their home village astounds me. Their need to be stronger shocks me as well.
Maybe this world has hope.
To bad I will not be able to help out in the field like I used to. Each day is a challenge for me sometimes. This curse of the Ryujin some people say. My clan's rigorous training breaks down the body in the later years and can ultimately kill people when they are so young. That training has victimized me and now I am paying the price.
As the years go one I grow weaker. I know you have noticed it Kakashi and I am awed sometimes on why you continue to take care of me and stay by my side. Many people would have left me on the curb a long time ago and yet you stay by me and for that I am gracious.
I told myself that I would not die young like those before me. I will fight for my life until the end.
But if something were to happen to me Kakashi, I want to tell you how much I love and that I will always be there at your side.
Author's notes:
A little something that came to me while I was walking outside in the cold fall weather. Some translations for you are in order for you. Hachiman is the Shinto god of protection (in lay man's terms). Ryujin means Dragon people. Hope you liked this little one-shot.