Repairing, and Hardening.
I stood up after a while. I stopped the tears, or else I don't know how long they would have lasted. I had been holding back these tears for so long now, as Neji looked upon it as a sin to cry. Actually more like do anything that made you show emotion.
And, being the foolish person I was, I lived by his rules most of the time. I don't know why, I guess I wanted him to see me as a worthy opponent, not a week girl.
As I was stood there I hard foot steps coming from the other side of the fence. At once I stopped the remaining sobs, and climbed the remaining tree that stood next to the fence, and had enough leaves to hide me in.
I looked over, there was stood none other then my old team. I wanted to scream out, run over and see them, do anything for them to notice me, but I knew that wouldn't be possible, not now.
"Right listen up, I know from this war we have lost one of our youthful team mates" Gai began, stopping to hug Lee and cry, once he had stopped he picked up from where he had stopped, "But lets rejoice, at least she is not dead, just "unavailable" at the moment."
"She may as well be dead, for all we should care, they attacked us, and because of their foolishness, we are now being kept separate!" Neji calmly explained, like it was nothing. This made the tear start flowing freely, silently, down my cheeks once again.
"Neji, this is our fault as much as theirs, we should never have under estimated them as much, you must accept this was as much our error as theirs!" Lee said in defence for me, who he thought was not there.
"Hn!" Was all Neji could muster, knowing he had been proved wrong. I sighed, wiping the tears away, why was he so damn stubborn!?
They all turned and left, obviously having better, more important places to be. I watched them leave, knowing this would be the last time I would see them for a long time.
I jumped down, as I like them, had a better, more important place to be, well maybe not better, but definitely more important. The Hokage's office.
And I was late.
I sped off, jumping rooftop to rooftop, ignoring the good memories.
They were over, and I must accept that now. It is no use dwelling in the past. I must harden myself, and now let my emotions have such a strong grip over me.
