Little rain droplets fell from the grey painted sky grazing the turned up grains of sharp sand that covered the weaving lanes within the town of Konoha. Colour drained from the once crowded market streets, leaving them bare under the intense blanket of mist. Beyond the winding pathways which linked to create the hidden leaf village , rested a hillside which overlooked the many valleys that led to the lengendary district of Konoha. Splashes of chilling rain ran down the thin blades of olive tinited grass concealing the bulging rocky soil that formed the raised mound of earth. Upon the hilltop stood a single blossom tree, a small breeze swept past leaving the pale peach blossoms to glide across the sky to gracefully land in the darkened puddles of tears which continued to plummet from the shaded clouds that casted above the inky black night. Leaning against the feeble tree trunk my bright sapphire eyes sparkled admiring the diverse twilight letting the refreshing chill of rain specks hit the illuminated features of my face which glistened under the sliver glow of the cresent moon. Closing my eyes a contended sigh escaped chapped lips , my pale hand ran through the tangled locks of teal hair that fell just below her shoulders. Thoughts of the following day overpower my mind.
Tomorrow was the return. The return of confidence, the return of achievement and the return of hope. Everyone will regain the desire to fulfill our ultimate goal. Retrieving our once lost freind Sasuke Uchiha. Many act as if he is now a traitor , they shy away from the old memories of their close bonds with the mis-understood Uchiha prodigy. Looking back into the past , his dark shadowed aura gave me worries. I had always questioned his true motives that dwelled deep within the the confinments of his confused soul. Never at any point in my inquiries did I ever expect Sasuke to turn his back on the authorities of Konoha an trespass into the twisted control of Oorchimaru the downfall of the Lendgendary Sannin. Strong will evolved into desperation for power and revenge leading the disturbed raven to flee toward the opposite side of all the bad revelations laid upon him will disappear, our aim will be achieved. As the one and only Naruto Uzumaki takes place back at Konoha bringing forth the determination which lay dormant within the deep crevasses which mould the ninja allegiance. If others could understand the value Naruto is to achieving harmony between the neighbouring villages, they would truly realize the amount of excitment and relief coursing through my veins.
Resulting in the caliming of my restless the remianing rain water that masked my view of the foggy night. Standing up lightly I pushed my back against the stem of the aged tree for support, the soft friction of the mossy ground stroked the soles of my bare feet whilst I descened the uneven surface of the hillside. Lifting my face to level my eye sight a cool spring breeze brushed past tickling my peach blushed cheeks which stood out contrasting against the pale complexion of my features. Walking past the narrow streets of the deserted market streets peparing myself for the arrival of a long missed friend , the unforgetable character of which I call Naruto. The silence which enveloped the lane reassured me of a restful sleep.