In Sadness And tears
In memory of a great friend I lost recently
K-chan here! How've you all been? I've been having a crappy year so far. they always did say bad things come in threes... So
anyways. I've completely revamped this story. i kinda decided I didn't like the second chapter and just decided that i was gonna
make it a oneshot. Please though, if you have an idea or would like to consider starting where I left off, PM me and we'll arrange
something. Mk. So on to the newly named ONESHOT. . K-chan out
Chapter 1
"The worlds crashing down
Falling on my shoulders.
I saw you in that empty place
that dark smile on your face.
We've all got shadows on the wall...
Skeletons in the closet.
Ohh Shadows on the wall.
Skeletons in the closet.
Secrets arn't meant to keep.
There's nothing you can hide."
The funeral concluded, tears were shed in memory of the parted Genin. Of pranks long past, and Ramen. Hinata sobbed
silently into Kiba's jacket, he tried to console her, pulling her closer to him in the sprinkling rain.
"Shhhh. It'll be ok." He said in the most soothing voice he could muster, moving away from the coffin and white flowers. "It's
ok Hinata. I promise... I'll look after you." He pulled her into a firm hug, her tears leaking into the jacket.
The villagers stood outside the line of shinobi, each with his or her own thoughts. The gleeful looks had turned somber, as what
happened finally registered. Sakura held tighly to Sasuke's hand, telling herslef she'd never let go. Never. Sasuke paused, moving
enough to wrapped the arm she wasn't clentching in a death grip around her waist. The two paid their respects at the grave, their
faces a mix of grief and anger.
Tsunande stood, shaking in the cold downpour. The necklace that had taken everything from her had claimed another. It slid
through her useless fingers, to dangle hauntingly, flashing with what seemed to be malice. The necklace that had passed through
his hands, was dangling uselessly in hers.
"I... Shizune." Tsunande began. Only to have Jyria wrap her in a hug from behind. "He.. Was supposed to be the next
hokage..." She whispered turning into Jyria's chest, clutching the fabric of his Hakama tightly in her fists. "He wasn't supposed to
die!" She yelled, the heads of the crowd turning in her direction. "He.. It was his dream." She sobbed. "I wasn't there to protect
him." She cried silently, letting the grief she had built up out.
"Tsunande-chan..." Jyria whispered into her hair. A tear sliding into it, mixing with the rain. THey stood together in the rain,
one mourning for a son, the other, a memory. "His dream was to become Hokage. But what he truly wanted was recognition." His
gaze passed over the mourning villagers. "He got that. He is recognized." Jyria whispered. Tsunande's grip tightened. Memories
passed through each of their minds, the good and the bad. Finally, her energy spent, the Hokage of the village hidden in the leaves
gave one final look at the grave before walking the long trek to the village. Jyria's hand clutched tightly in her own.
The crowd dispersed slowly, until one man was left standing alone. Kakashi stood staring forlornly at the freshly turned dirt.
The memorial stone gleamed wetly in the rain. Looking upon it, he saw three names, Rin, Obito, Arashi. His gaze stopped at the
last name. Uzumaki Naruto. Kakashi hid his sadness. The name he had dreaded most was upon the stone.
"I'm sorry." He said quietly. No one was around to hear him. "I swore to protect you. and when you needed me most... I
failed." He took one last gaze at the stone before departing the site.
The village was in utter ruin.
"Rebuild it piece by piece.
Build it upon the memory,
of the one who needed it most."
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Yuuitsu Nomi
(Only Alone)
"I wish i could've said this...
To have told you I love you.
That without you i'd be lost.
That you were the reason for my existence
My light in the dark of night.
i took you for granted
I thought you'd always be here
For me always and forever.
Laugh the day away and smile.
I'm alone. Always alone
No one standing beside me
to hold me up when i fall.
I miss you already,
and you've only just left.
Now you're gone.
I miss you the most."
K-Chan - Well. that's it I guess... The poem at the beggining is something I wrote over the summer, and the poem at the end is called Yuuitsu Nomi. I wrote that too. I hope you R&R I need some feed back. Please fell free to flame, or what ever.Until next time,
Yours truly,
K-Chan.
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