So, this is a one shot I wrote for the challenge of "oxymoron." It took me forever to write, I had to keep starting over. I wrote about four different drabbles before settling on this one. Anyway, I don't own Naruto. If I did, Temari and Tenten would interact SO much more than just that one time in the chuunin exams.
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Life in death, what a ridiculously idealistic thought, Temari thought with a mental scoff. There was no life in death, it was just death. It was dark and cold like being trapped beneath a sheet of ice.
Temari's jade eyes narrowed as she listened to the funeral director prattle on about life after death. She felt like screaming to the biting wind that there was no such thing. Death is frozen caramel, stagnant.
The only thing that didn't infuriate Temari about the whole situation was the fading stars shining on her smooth face. Dawn was an odd time for a funeral, but it was what her beloved Tenten had wanted.