Did I ever tell you I love One- shots? They are simple lovely ideas that goeas straight to your heart. So here you got one of mines.

I don't own Naruto, dattebayo. Masashi Kishimoto does, believe me.

~Min chan

It was dark, his eyes at least let him believe that; maybe it was just the mist or the red that invaded his eyesight, either way he couldn't see clear. Blood was everywhere he could smell it, a hundred? Maybe more. The bodies were spread all over the place. They were ninjas and civilians, there were thousands laying limbs in the cold earth. His eyesight was clear now, but he could not feel himself, it was happening again.

His body was so hot it felt like burning and his skin was getting lost. But he couldn't have done it, right? He was fighting among all, they were winning the war. He couldn't have lose it !

And then he was angry again with himself, with the world and with the beast that lay inside of his body. Gara was lucky bastard he got rid of it, but he was destined to suffer. It would be easy to stay in that thought, he could lose his life and both the monster and he and everything will be fine. But his dreams were to stay behind, hokage and her.

Naruto-kun

Yes just the moment you decide to take an important decision, your senses and your mind begin to cheat on you, just perfect

"Naruto-kun, do you hear me?"

It was faint and sweet, he could smell the lavender among the blood. He would be dammed if he didn't wish that to be true. She always said that his smile saved her, but he was the one that could die for that smile and the warm that give to his body. It was all Hinata, beautiful, shy and someone precious to him.

"Kami, dayoboka Naruto-kun?" She was close now or maybe the illusion was, he couldn't tell. She crouch down to his level but he took astep back, he wouldn't let herself be burned by him.

"It's ok now Naruto-kun, it's me" There it was. Only she could have a smile for him even in the middle of a war, she was perfect. He couldn't take it, he closed his eyes. She took his face with both of her hands and even with the burning sensation she left them there, always loving, always her.

"Hina…ta" His voice was rough, he was trying his best. "Why?" (Why do you still stick with me? he thought but didn't said)

"Because that's our nindo" She never needed to many words to read him like an open book. She moved closer until she could embrace him, or what it was left from him. He loved how peaceful he could feel in her arms, one of his favorite places. "We don't give up, always goin ahead even if we fail, we don't go back on our words" She looked at his eyes as she spoke.

Again she let him speechless. This woman could always take him from the ground and put everything back together, maybe she will do it again. He moved his arms around her back to complete the embrace and felt his body returning to normal. And vibrant blue met lavender.

He saw it then. His father, his mother, his sensei, Neji they all have gave him the same chance to continue, to move forward. But she has been there all the way for him and if she could try for his sake, so could him. This was his angel.

He stood from the ground using her shoulder for balance. With a simple move of his right hand he took her hand in his and look at her eyes "We won't give up, Hinata, it's a promise of a lifetime". She just nodded at his statement. He had learnt to promise just the important things during his life, like now for her.

It was all they need it, to leave it all behind, to keep trying and to don't give up