Dear Diary,
The fangirls scare me.
They've been trying to comfort me all day. All three of my students have come to pledge their allegiance to me because they feel that 'aliens could destroy the moon and they'd still be happy so long as I survived!' I'm a bit creeped out, not going to lie.
Hokage-sama seems excessively stressed. He's been distracted all day, barely looking anyone in the eye, constantly going over reports. I worry about his health.
Inoichi was drunk again. Poor guy…
Shikaku and Yoshino are back from their honeymoon, and by honeymoon I mean they horded food in their bedroom (non-perishables only), locked the door and didn't answer any knocks, calls or summons.
I don't want to know what they were up to. Seriously. No.
Inoichi can go shove it. I don't feel that sorry for him.
In totally unrelated news, being mad with Kushina-san is hard. I have to keep reminding myself that there is actually a reason I'm not talking to her.
Because I take one look at her worn face and baggy eyes and I want to kill/maim myself severely for what I'm doing to her.
I mean, it can't be that much of a loss right? Me not talking to her. That's all I'm doing. Nothing else.
Why do I feel so bad though?
Gah! That's it. I can't do this anymore.
I don't have it in me to hold a grudge at all, but this is doubly difficult because this is Kushina-san.
I'm going to apologise.
Jiraiya-sensei's right. I'm such a wuss.
It's been thirty two hours since this fight began, and already I'm giving in.
She hasn't even apologised!
Typical. Just typical
Namikaze Minato
PS I wonder if she likes camellias...or would she prefer chrysanthemums...? Flowers are good right? For apologising I mean.
...Maybe I should also take her some chocolate. And ramen. Two bowls of ramen.
Yeah. That should be enough.
...three bowls would be better...
I know this is really demanding of me, but please review?
Please?
Short chapter I know, but think of this chapter as the tiny gear that ensures the two gigantic gears on either side of it run smoothly so that the entire machine works. I've given you a metaphor people. In the immortal words of Albus Dumbledore: 'Use it well.'
