Mirror

Naruto woke up the morning of the funeral tired and restless. The Third had died, he was one of the people who cared and loved everyone, even Naruto. He sat up on his bed, and looked sadly at the floor. He slowly lowered his feet on the cold ground and made his way to the bathroom to get ready for the memorial. He turned on the sink and splashed some water on his face, then leaned his palms against the counter and looked hard into his reflection...

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, how is it the mighty fall?

An image of an older man who looked a lot like him looked at him through the mirror.

They gain their might, then lose it all, that is how the mighty fall.

Mirror, does not their power grow? And relinquish every foe?

Yet when there is good, there is bad, is that not what you have had?

But mirror, when they fall, will anyone save the mighty men at all?

Child, Child, you must see, this answer is not left to me. Power is both blessing and a curse, such as money in your purse. It jingles and jangles and sings a sweet tune, yet if not used wisely, it can sing doom. They must mature in the mind, but never the heart; that is were corruption will start.

But mirror, mirror, on the wall, will anyone cushion their terrible fall?

Sometimes, child, sometimes they do, but not all stories may be true.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, why must all the mighty fall?

Little boy, it is no dream, there is more to things than what they seem.

But mirror, mirror, on the wall, that does not answer anything at all.

Child, Child, will you see? This answer is not left to me.

But mirror, why the tear? Is there something that you fear?

Nothing, nothing at all, there is nothing to fear after you fall.

-end-

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, this is how the mighty fall." –unknown

Angelkicat- Yea... I like it a lot....

Sakura- Of course you, do you wrote it...

Angelkicat- I usually hate what I write.

Sakura- Riiiiiight....

Angelkicat- Anyway, the person in the mirror is Yondaime... I just loved that...

Sakura- Really? Yondaime-sama looks like Naruto? –starts thinking-

Angelkicat- Don't hurt yourself... You'll understand someday...

Sakura- You sound like my mom.

Angelkicat- Good. –turns to audience- Now people, If you liked it, or liked part of it, or something like that... review... It would be nice... but you don't have to...

Sakura- Again... Riiiiiiiight...