((A/N: Yo! This story will mostly be about little Naruto things I wrote up on a whim and wanted to share with you all. As the description says, some of it will be little tidbits from my story, The Higher We Climb, some of it will be in the actual Naruto universe, and some of it will be in other peoples' AUs as well. This story is just for me to post everything I wanted to get out when I get the motivation to write something is all. I hope you enjoy them!
This chapter is how Happy was feeling in chapter 8, when Rae was leaving. Let me know your thoughts!))
To say that Seiji was sad to see the little girl go was an understatement. No, not just any understatement. It had to be the understatement. The worst understatement he had ever made, perhaps. He was madly wishing it wasn't one he had to make, but it was there nevertheless, as if it didn't care what he cared for or what he wanted.
Seiji squeezed her hand gently when the young girl began sniffling beside him. She looked up at him with her wide, wet eyes, and he nearly recoiled in guilt. He didn't know why felt so guilty, but he knew that he did. He felt immensely guilty. He entertained the brief idea of picking her up and just running back home with her, but he knew he couldn't do something as silly as that. He knew first hand how much he loved this little girl, he would not force the others to forgo their own love for her just for his own selfish reasons.
He swears he can hear his heart shattering into pieces when she pulls her hand from his grasp, and hearing her sniffle as she walked away made him wish that he could take it all back. Every harsh word he had ever said, every mean glare he had sent even in her general direction, every insult he ever even thought of her. He would take it all back for just one more second with the girl.
And then he hears his friend and coworker call out for the little girl to wait, and Seiji can't tell whether he wants to be glad or frustrated with the man. He chooses to be angry at him instead.
Takechi Eiji was a clever, clean man with a record of being exactly on time and to get all of his work done in under an hour with or without being under pressure.
So, when he began making excuses that he was too swamped with work to see the little girl off, or to see her even at all in the past few days that she had needed him, Seiji knew it was bullshit. It was bullshit and it was a shitty thing to do, to hide from the little girl who needed him then in that time more than she had ever needed anybody, and for him to run away because he was too afraid to face her. To afraid to tell her that he was with Miyuki when she died, too afraid to tell her that he was so ridden with guilt about what had happened that he couldn't face a nine year old child in agony.
Takechi was afraid, and Seiji was angry.