Naruto's POV
I await her words, and yet every moment she delays saying it, it feels like I am being chained tighter and tighter...
"He is..." She said, her eyes seemed hopeful, one loved and then lost. "Naruto."
'What the...' My heart pounded heavily, and I quickly found breathing incredibly difficult. Every cell on my body ached, and a strong jolt of ice cold thunder ran through my sense.
Staring at her beautiful eyes, I am speechless. What in the nine hells have I done to her? By the heavens, if this is punishment, it hurts badly. I swore to help all whom I care for, and yet, I had hurt her so deeply, that she now... a unenergetic shadow of a soul. This is a pure contradiction to whatever ideals I have made... Had I not left, she would not have felt so much pain...
She's a beauty in many ways, yet scarred by a deep wound that muted the beauty. I inflicted that... wound.
What now? What...
"... Are you... happy now?" I asked, hoping that the wound is not deep, but I knew it was a hope that would never be. From the void in her eyes, and the drained voice of hers, I already knew the wound is deep.
She seemed ridiculed, but she answered, "No."
What can I do? Reveal myself?
"If someone told you he is not dead, what... what would you do, now?
Her eyes were shocked, "Are you saying he is... alive?"
Her intelligence was not crushed by my absence, and her quick reply proved it. Now, I am the one in need of help, as this is a wound I have never seen. All the while, the wound was inflicted by another, not me. This... This is... perplexing.
"No. I am saying that IF..."
The light in her eyes dimmed, "I have not thought that far. A person's death cannot be reversed, even the great medic nin, Tsunade could not."
The wind howled, crawling into every corner before continuing, and it swept garbage and papers into the air. Then, it rained.
Seeing rain, and Hinata in such misery is enough reason for me to cry, yet I could not cry, because I have commited a crime. A crime I done unconsciously. A sin committed by my absence... It felt like a dead end to me, and perhaps for her, too. Why is it that not everyone could be helped? Why?
"If he is alive... what would you do?"
"It is pointless to ponder your question, as it would only deceive myself with false hopes, and hurt my heart by knowing it could not be true." Her words were true in her logic, yet here I am, in front of her.
"Please, tell me."
"I do not want to cut myself. So, I will not answer."
I could stand it no longer, "Fine. The truth. He is alive. Naruto is alive... The godaime faked his death to throw Akatsuki off Naruto's tail, so he can avoid both danger, and the hatred the villagers gave to him..." My words were forced out by collecting whatsoever experience I had during covert operations, and thus, I am still pained.
She took two steps back, and fell to the floor.
"What in the world..."
"But please, keep it to yourself. It is a secret known only to myself, Naruto, Jiraiya and Tsunade. No other." Yet, my heart is bleeding. I could not let myself go from this sin, one of the greatest sins ever, to take away the future of a lady, a fair maiden who could obtain the world should she wish.
She was confused, as I could tell from her unbalanced breathing. "... All the while... All.. Is a lie?" Then, she collapsed to the floor.
This sin of mine, can never be washed away. This sin of mine, will forever mark my humanity, the evidence of my weakness. This sin of mine, is the sign of my destiny of misery. This sin of mine, seals my fate as bearer of a plague.
I would be better of dead, wouldn't I? The rain cries for her, her broken heart, her empty soul, her and her life.
We both deserve better. She deserves the world, and I deserve a better life.
This world, is no place for two people like us. She is too perfect for the world, while I am too evil for it. We both, should die. So she could realize the height of her potential, while the world, will be rid of a bearer of evil, like me.
We should die.
IIII
I began this story, with the hopes of writing a romantic tale between Naruto and Hinata, but it seems it... changed from the start. There might be a next chapter though, only if I can find that damned inspiration...
Sorry people, if u wanted a true fluff, and sorry people, because it is a sad ending. (assuming I have no inspiration to continue it), sorry people, cos I found there is no romance in the tale... So, I must change the summary.
Anyway, submit any ideas that might serve as a trigger to the dormant inspiration inside. (again, assuming you people want it to be continued, but I don't like to follow tried and proven true plots... I like something... unique.)
I await her words, and yet every moment she delays saying it, it feels like I am being chained tighter and tighter...
"He is..." She said, her eyes seemed hopeful, one loved and then lost. "Naruto."
'What the...' My heart pounded heavily, and I quickly found breathing incredibly difficult. Every cell on my body ached, and a strong jolt of ice cold thunder ran through my sense.
Staring at her beautiful eyes, I am speechless. What in the nine hells have I done to her? By the heavens, if this is punishment, it hurts badly. I swore to help all whom I care for, and yet, I had hurt her so deeply, that she now... a unenergetic shadow of a soul. This is a pure contradiction to whatever ideals I have made... Had I not left, she would not have felt so much pain...
She's a beauty in many ways, yet scarred by a deep wound that muted the beauty. I inflicted that... wound.
What now? What...
"... Are you... happy now?" I asked, hoping that the wound is not deep, but I knew it was a hope that would never be. From the void in her eyes, and the drained voice of hers, I already knew the wound is deep.
She seemed ridiculed, but she answered, "No."
What can I do? Reveal myself?
"If someone told you he is not dead, what... what would you do, now?
Her eyes were shocked, "Are you saying he is... alive?"
Her intelligence was not crushed by my absence, and her quick reply proved it. Now, I am the one in need of help, as this is a wound I have never seen. All the while, the wound was inflicted by another, not me. This... This is... perplexing.
"No. I am saying that IF..."
The light in her eyes dimmed, "I have not thought that far. A person's death cannot be reversed, even the great medic nin, Tsunade could not."
The wind howled, crawling into every corner before continuing, and it swept garbage and papers into the air. Then, it rained.
Seeing rain, and Hinata in such misery is enough reason for me to cry, yet I could not cry, because I have commited a crime. A crime I done unconsciously. A sin committed by my absence... It felt like a dead end to me, and perhaps for her, too. Why is it that not everyone could be helped? Why?
"If he is alive... what would you do?"
"It is pointless to ponder your question, as it would only deceive myself with false hopes, and hurt my heart by knowing it could not be true." Her words were true in her logic, yet here I am, in front of her.
"Please, tell me."
"I do not want to cut myself. So, I will not answer."
I could stand it no longer, "Fine. The truth. He is alive. Naruto is alive... The godaime faked his death to throw Akatsuki off Naruto's tail, so he can avoid both danger, and the hatred the villagers gave to him..." My words were forced out by collecting whatsoever experience I had during covert operations, and thus, I am still pained.
She took two steps back, and fell to the floor.
"What in the world..."
"But please, keep it to yourself. It is a secret known only to myself, Naruto, Jiraiya and Tsunade. No other." Yet, my heart is bleeding. I could not let myself go from this sin, one of the greatest sins ever, to take away the future of a lady, a fair maiden who could obtain the world should she wish.
She was confused, as I could tell from her unbalanced breathing. "... All the while... All.. Is a lie?" Then, she collapsed to the floor.
This sin of mine, can never be washed away. This sin of mine, will forever mark my humanity, the evidence of my weakness. This sin of mine, is the sign of my destiny of misery. This sin of mine, seals my fate as bearer of a plague.
I would be better of dead, wouldn't I? The rain cries for her, her broken heart, her empty soul, her and her life.
We both deserve better. She deserves the world, and I deserve a better life.
This world, is no place for two people like us. She is too perfect for the world, while I am too evil for it. We both, should die. So she could realize the height of her potential, while the world, will be rid of a bearer of evil, like me.
We should die.
IIII
I began this story, with the hopes of writing a romantic tale between Naruto and Hinata, but it seems it... changed from the start. There might be a next chapter though, only if I can find that damned inspiration...
Sorry people, if u wanted a true fluff, and sorry people, because it is a sad ending. (assuming I have no inspiration to continue it), sorry people, cos I found there is no romance in the tale... So, I must change the summary.
Anyway, submit any ideas that might serve as a trigger to the dormant inspiration inside. (again, assuming you people want it to be continued, but I don't like to follow tried and proven true plots... I like something... unique.)