Hello everyone! -waves- Well this is my first post even though I've been a member for some time. There's no need to go easy on me unless you are completely heartless and rude about your comment. Well I hope you enjoy my short ramblings. On with the story!!
Pain...There was blood and cries and screams and death. Death lay all around her broken form. From her limited vision, she watched the massacre and wondered idly if they deserved it. They brought him...they brought him back blinded by love. They went against every whisper and doubt filled gaze to bring him back. "Traitor...Murderer..." The villagers spoke behind fans and manicured hands.
Old and young, men and women, doubted he had changed. Did he defeat the snake? Yes, but did it inherit he legacy-yes. Was the weasel dead? Yes, but did it satisfy him...no. The truth was out and revenge was sought…a never-ending cycle.
Weakly, she reached out, perhaps hoping to catch the enigma he was. Her hand flopped lazily to the ground and dribbled more of her life out. Her voice caught in her throat when she saw the flame, the red inferno of hope withers. An icy blue flared brighter than the red and then it ended. Was it laughter or the sobs that defined her memories? The dysfunctional glue held them together with one word- teammates.
Did the few moments they had mean so little to him? Was all the training and tears in vain? She clutched a stained headband in one hand as the tears leaked from her eyes. 'Annoying', the word filtered through her mind.
"Naruto…Kakashi…wait for me. Together we can wait for him. No matter what...we were and are team seven…