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The user name and title is the same. So if anyone wants to read it there then you're welcomed :)
Uzumaki Boruto.
My son...
...died.
It feels like yesterday. I still remember it very clearly.
The day he was born.
I was away on an important mission. Though the moment I got the news I booked it back in full speed.
I had to make rounds of the whole god damn village.
I was so happy I forgot where the hospital exactly was.
I was the last person to arrive at the time of his birth. Its funny how mad everyone was.
That was a heavy day, we were all worried.
Almost all my childhood friends, and elders were present.
They didn't even let me utter a single word, Tsunade and Shizune didn't even budge without giving me an hour lecture.
Shikamaru was trying to hold me, though he could only do little to stop me from barging through the operation door where Sakura was operating Hinata.
I could hear her painful cries, but since I was so late. I wasn't allowed to enter in the middle of it.
They said it was my punishment . How dare they. They were all my worst enemies that day.
Finally Shikamaru had to use his shadow possession jutsu to freeze me at one place.
I was so mad, and Sai was only making it worst.
I was so confused, scared, excited and .. So happy that I just couldn't act sane.
And the moment I was about to activate my kurama mode and destroy the whole wall containing that damn door.
I heard it.
Sounds of crying.
Voice of a baby crying.
My baby.
"Uzumaki... Uzumaki Boruto." Was the first thing that came to my mind.
Words couldn't describe what I was feeling at that moment.
The minute I entered the hospital room.
I saw his face. It looked like I was looking at a little shadow clone of my own.
Crying in Hinata's arm... Was a bundle of blonde happiness , tugged in a warm towel.
My hands were shivering. Hinata's smile made my heart at ease, but I still had doubts.
Was this for real?
I wasn't dreaming?.
This precious thing... This new little life.
It came from me?
This was.. My child..My son.
My little Boruto.
I couldn't control myself . Maybe that was the first time I cried so genuinely after so many years in my life.
The feeling of being a father.
The feeling of knowing how ready I was to end my whole damn life.
For this one person whom I just met. I didn't cared about anything else.
I was scared.
Scared that my rough hands might hurt him.
That I might scare this fragile little life.
That I'll make him cry.
What will I do if something happens to him?
I didn't even wanted to imagine that.
I'll just die.
That's what I always thought.
Yet here I am today...
Standing shamelessly at my Son's funeral.
Why was he the one who has to die?
Why?
"Hokage sama... I'm really sorry for your loss. Maybe you should consider taking rest for a few days. "
Says the daimyo.
Hokage? Yeah.
Everyone calls me the hokage. The strongest ninja of the whole world.
The one who could conquer any difficulty. Who can make the impossible possible. Huh?
Strongest Ninja my ass.
One who couldn't even protect his own child.
He died... He was murdered.
...Few hours later...
Just leave me alone. Damn it.
"Though I'm glad that your other child is safe. Things could've gotten worse. "
Says the village elder.
If this isn't the worst then what else do you expect?
My son died trying to save his sister.
The one whom I should've been protecting.
Both of them .
But he had to die protecting her instead.
Why..?
Why.. am I.. always... so useless?
A useless husband. Even worse of a father.
... Few days later...
Stupid old hag.
"I came to know how you dealt with those rogues...You're a public figure Naruto, you should keep that in mind–."
The rouges yeah. They killed him.
He was just 11 he could do little.
Yet he went and did so much.
They kept stabbing him brutally and he... He endured.
He didn't even scream. He didn't uttered a word.
My son was more brave than those bastards could ever imagine.
He was the son of the Hokage.
Even more brave than me.
Yet I never noticed.
Never acknowledged him.
He kept chasing after me and I kept ignoring him.
And now... I lost him. Forever.
"–You can't just stab someone bare handed!That too infront of so many people?! Just what were you thinking?! "
Shut up... You old hag.
But she was right... Just what was I thinking?
I was too soft on them.
I shouldn't have killed them so easily.
That too infront of so many people. I was naive.
I dissapointed them.
Hinata.
Himawari.
Sarada.. Shikadai.. Inojin.. Shikamaru.. Sakura.
And the list goes on.
I dissapointed them all.
But I just couldn't think sanely. And those pests died so easily.
I wasn't satisfied. And I know they weren't either.
They wanted my judgement to be brutal.
Just like how those bastards did it with my son.
My son would never return.
They took him away.
Who would bicker about me being busy with Hokage duties?
That I never come home to my family?
Who'll call me stupid old man?
And smack me in the stomach if I dared to fool my family with a shadow clone.
Jumping on my stomach to wake me up in the morning.
Everything he gave me.
They took it all away.
They took him away from me.
And I'll never get it back. I'll never feel his warmth again.
I could never hug him again.
That irritated face he makes, no matter how happy he was whenever I hug him.
He will never try to copy my ninjutsu moves.
And turn red in embarrassment whenever I caught him doing it.
He would never share secrets with his mom.
Never chuckle seeing me getting annoyed because they left me out of it.
He'll never come back. He left me all alone.
Yet I wish...
I wish he was punishing me for ignoring him all this time.
That it's all just a prank .
That he'll come jumping at me the moment I opened the door back home.
I'll scold him but we'll laugh once again, just like the times before. I'll cuddle him tightly in my arms.
The arms meant to protect him. Meant to make him feel warm.
And he'll promise me. That he'll never go away from me ever again.
Never again.
But it won't happen.
Because my son... is dead.