Standing in the middle of the training grounds, I just look up at the rain. The rain is always constant it never stops… well I take that back the only time it stops is when a certain man is in the village, every one considers him a god. They never mentioned his name nor do I ever see him around the village. Nor do they mention what he looks like. You'd think that they would know what the man they call god looks like, right? To be honest I'm tired of being here; being constantly reminded of the wars of the past by the horrible battle scars on the land, by the whispers of the villagers… just plain tired of it.

I've always thought of leaving here the only thing probably holding me back is my family and my team. I wouldn't want them to hate me or make them worry about me specially Ren. I have been standing in the rain for about an hour or so. I was enjoying the feeling of it hitting and trickling down my skin; washing away the sorrows of the day. Now watching the people walk past me all caring an umbrella, some used as weapons that hold senbon needles. I've noticed that the shinobi of this village are usually never seen without it, I guess it's the weapon of choice here. Sigh my team is sure late if I have time to think over things and question what I'm going to do with the rest of my life. They told me to meet them at this training ground while back.

"Fuyuka!" Ren called out with the rest of my team waving at me. I smiled back weakly thinking back to my earlier thought… leaving him will be hard. "How long have you been here?" he asked holding an umbrella that is lightly patterned on one side.

"Not long." I lied, again smiling weakly. Ren was one of my best friends here. He was two inches taller than me with shaggy chocolate hair with his headband or should say gloves holding the silver plate carved with Amegakure's symbol on it, proving he had graduated the academy. Ren had a personality that was lovable but was dense in the sense that he couldn't pick up on subtle things.

"Good and how come you never carry an umbrella? You're always soaking wet when we run into you."

"Because Ren, I like the feeling of the rain hitting my skin. I know I've told you many times before haven't I? Right Fumiko?" I explained looking at my other teammate/ friend who just happens to be Ren's sister. She just nodded in agreement; she was older than Ren only by six months though that's part of the reason why there on the same team. Now that we were all together our sensei, Aiyuna said we have a mission and that we were to leave in about two days. Aiyuna-sensei didn't explain much about it besides when we were leaving and when to meet up. I was turning to leave when Ren grabbed my hand and pulled me towards them I was blushing slightly. Ren or Fumiko didn't notice it or probably just let it slide. Actually I'd say Fumiko noticed though and Ren didn't.

"Fuyuka lets do something together!" Ren smiled joyfully Fumiko nodded in agreement once again; I think I forgot to mention she is mute. He pulled me somewhere; this is what I get for spacing out and looking at his hand still holding mine. They were warm compared to my cold hands. We walked for what seemed an eternity but were only actually thirty minutes.

"Where are we?" I asked not knowing what part of the village we were in. He turned around then started explaining that we were at the place where the civil war was started and pointed out the grave stone that was placed there for those who had fallen. Somberly I looked at it seeing if I could recognize any name; which I didn't. Ren had grabbed my hand and pulled me somewhere else Fumiko wasn't following usthis time... wonder why? Maybe she didn't want to be dragged to another war memorial. Unfortunatly this was how the rest of mine and Ren's day went he took me places and told me all about them.

Once it got late enough for me to say my goodbyes to him, he left quietly which was surprisingly rare for him to do, almost out of character. I was once again left to roam the rainy village and get to know myself a little bit better. I hopped along the roofs to the training grounds that I had met my team at earlier, I made my way to the center of said grounds and plopped down on the muddy ground. I was sure to get my ear chew off by mother for getting my qipao filthy with mud. Mother is very orderly and clean, how she fell in love with father, a man completely opposite to her is a mystery. Sitting cross legged I held my hands close to my chest like I was praying to someone which was not true.

"Ame-sama?" I muttered slightly above a whisper. I got no answer the first time I tried so I tried again. It usually takes me around two tries to contact her even though she lives in me.

"Ame-sama? You there?" once again no answer, until I felt her whack the back of my head and uttered curses at me. "Nice to see you too Ame-san, is that better?" she nodded.

"What is the matter? You are conflicted with your feelings are you not?" She said in a regal tone of voice. You could tell that she came from royalty by the way it came out, but refused to let anyone, mainly being me, treat her as such. Why she was so against it was beyond me, I mean I am only showing proper courtesies.

"Yes; very much so. My heart is telling me don't do it, while my head is telling me yes." I told her and explained why in a very low whisper, so no one could listen in on my reason. Our conversation had lasted a good hour and without anyone to tell me, my father was here. My good bye to Ame-san was quiet before leaving the way she came in, a puddle of water. My father had an angry look on his face but was quickly replaced with a happy one. He hugged me; father is a Jounin and has been on a lot of difficult missions where he comes back bruised and cut up. I really hope he doesn't hate me for my choice now but I think he'll understand better than anyone else as he had done the same thing as I was planning on doing. The only difference he told the Kage that he was leaving and where he was going to.

"Fuyuka what are you doing out here in the rain? You know your mother is going to be mad once she sees you all dirty." Father stated. I nodded and just smiled as he probably guessed why I was muddy… training, yes that's what I'll tell mother. I was training and fell in the mud and she can't seriously expect me to say clean here in Amegakure, I mean seriously. Father and I walked home, he talked about his mission and how he got all the bruises and cuts. He also told me that his teammate insisted he go to the hospital to get his wounds healed, but he denied profusely. That brings me to the main reason why he didn't go was because he was now begging me to heal him before we get home.

"Fine… only because you're my father." I sighed, we stopped before we were to round the corner to our house and gathered the water around me on my hands turning them an opaque blue, and held them over the major cuts and bruises effectively making it as if they were never there. "What are you going to do when I'm gone huh?" I scolded him. With that being said I've made up my mind; in two days' time is when I'm going to make my move and leave. Please forgive me everyone, I truly am sorry.

Few moments later we were scolded by mother for one, being late and two being dirty and all cut up. I didn't bother staying down for dinner; I made my way up stairs to my room. I guess I should leave a letter for them.

"Dear Mother and Father,

I hope this finds you well, and you aren't flipping out when you find this. Ahh who am I kidding you probably are and are mad as all… you can finish that later. I just wanted to leave you this and tell you that nothing has happened to me, or that you were bad parents. Actually it's the opposite you were both wonderful. It's just that I'm starting over somewhere new. I have no clue as to where it will be or who I'll meet along the way. I love you so much that this hurts to write, and to think about what comes next in these sentences."

It happened while writing that there were little droplets of water falling on the paper. At first I thought that it was the water from my hair or something but my hair had completely dried. I shrugged it off and continued to write.

"At this moment I feel as if I'm at a crossroad, hesitating to make that move and let go of what I know and hold dear to me. If I don't make this step I hope that you don't find this letter, but in the case I do, I knew I had to make it. As for now I have a selfish request to make, but could you tell Fumiko and Ren that I'm truly sorry for everything and that I understand if they hate me now.

Forever yours,

Fuyuka."

I finished writing and still seen the small drops of water falling on the paper leaving the water stains, folding it up before anyone could see the words written on the paper.

"Fuyuka," Father knocked and said outside my door "I'm coming in." I quickly hid the letter in my drawer. Once he came in he became worried and bombarded me with questions as to why I was crying… so that's where the water was coming from. He demanded that I answer him.

"Forgive me…" was all I said and continued to let out the tears, I know they say time heals all wounds, but, time is gunna have one hell of a time doing that maybe.

"Forgive what? What is there that I need to forgive?"

"Just promise me father, that you won't hate me and that you could forgive me." I said hugging him tighter. Father was at a loss for words but just hugged me. I think that this is the first in a long time I actually cried myself to sleep.