A/N: This is the English translation if the first chapter. I wrote it in English first, then hand-translated it into Japanese using hiragana and Katakana (because kanji and I have a volatile relationship) and then I typed it up in the language lab on campus.
Enjoy!
これは、英語翻訳されています。楽しむ！
Murasaki sat back against the memorial stone. So much had changed since she'd left…yet it felt so good to be back…
It made her sick, however, that she'd not been able to play a more effective role in Naruto's life. Maybe…had she stuck around, no, had she been permitted to stay…he wouldn't have turned out so wanting…
The sound of the wind on the treetops stirred her from her thoughts and Murasaki opened her eyes, finding it strange that she hadn't felt the wind.
She cast her grey eyes towards the treetops, frowning slightly. There was no breeze…perhaps it had been her imagination…
The wind sound started up again, this time coming from two directions. Murasaki sat up fully, her hand going instinctively for her kunai.
Her eyes searched the forest around her and she froze upon locating the source of the disruption: a small creature with a revolving, acorn-shaped head and the body of an infant sat on the roots of a large tree on the edge of the clearing.
"Kodama…" Murasaki breathed, staring at the small forest-sprite. She hadn't seen one since she was very small…and she'd never seen one in all the time she'd spent in the village…
Murasaki looked around the clearing, her eyes falling on a second Kodama, shaking it's head affectionately at the other as the sounds increased.
In the ever-shifting shadows of the leaves, the Kodama began to appear in greater numbers, surrounding Murasaki on all sides.
A slight chill of excitement ran down Murasaki's spine. This meant that the forest was healthy again…that Konohagakure was healthy…
She smiled and sat back down, watching the little creatures fade in and out, running around the bases of trees and lounging happily in the boughs.
Murasaki knew that this was something to be enjoyed; not everyone could see a kodama. Only those who had refined spiritual power, and even then, kodama only reveled themselves to whom they chose…
A strong gust of wind suddenly swept down from the treetops and in an instant, the kodama were gone. Murasaki brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked out across the field to see someone heading towards her.
"Ah…Hatake-san…" She muttered quietly, raising her hand to her chest, her thoughts still on the forest sprites as the silver haired jounin drew near.
"You look like you've seen a ghost…Fujiwara-san" He muttered, kneeling down beside the stone. Murasaki looked back to the forest from where she stood, a smile gracing her features.
"No…this was much better…"
Kakashi gave her a quizzical look, but she didn't notice. Her eyes were settled upon a small kodama, still sitting on the roots of a tree, nodding it's head cheerfully at her. Kakashi stood up, following her gaze across the field.
"Are you feeling okay?"
Murasaki nodded as the sprite faded away into the shifting shadows, it's chatter fading along with it.