Once upon a time I had been a husband and a father. My wife had been beautiful; I remember her chocolate brown eyes and soft short red hair, and our daughter who looked more like me than my wife liked. I used to read to her at bed time, she was so young when I left, and she id likely dead now but I wonder if she read to her children like I had done.
One of my favorite things to do was to do out taxes or pay our bills. Money was tight but we were comfortable. Often I would take my papers and check book to the sofa with a mug of coffee, my daughter would sit on my feel and play with her dolls and tell me all of their names one by one (though they changed every few days). My wife would come and sit by me with her sowing or a book and we would chat about when we would see out friends that weekend or how her parents were; the last time we spoke like that we had decided to try for another baby.
I was called to action by the village leaders and ordered to assassinate the first hokage. I accepted without question proud of the opportunity to honor my village. I kissed my wife good bye and told my daughter I loved her. They cried as I left. When I failed me mission I returned home to heal and then try again. But they took me and locked me away in prison. I has dishonored my home, my family, and my name.
The trial had been public. My family had been there and I hadn't taken my eyes from my wife as I was convicted to treason for my failure. That I because I had failed I had exposed my village and put the lives of all with in their walls in danger, I had allowed Hirashima to live because I feared death.
I lived at the mercy of Konaha and to my village that was as big a sin as any. I was dragged to a cell, I watched as my wife turned her back on me and my daughter cried and waved to me. My arms were chained to the wall and I was left in the dark. I don't know how long it was but one day I was pulled away and they tattooed my sin on my arms. Permanent shackles so everyone knew my shame and I would never be allowed to forget. I sat silently in the darkness, drinking water and eating rice, breathing but not living. Another prisoner was moved into my cell, he spoke to me at firstm until he realized who I was, then he remained silent. He was sent to trial and I learned hie was to be executed. I remember the last words he spoke to me:
"I will do you know kindness in telling you, but I will tell you just the same. Your wife took her life and left you daughter alone, her shame was too great to be married to a traitor."
