NA:I wrote this listening to "Colorblind" for Counting Crows. It's a very inspirational song. The first lines are from the song lyrics. I wrote this thinking about Boruto's manga, chapter 54. It's not exactly a story.


"I am ready.

I am ready.

I am ready... I am fine."

Do you remember, Hinata?

Do you remember the night we slept with the windows from in my apartment open? We weren't married yet. We didn't even get intimate that time. We stayed up the dawn kissing and you ended up sleeping on my shoulder, watching tv.

I woke up minutes later you fell asleep. The breeze from the window woke me up. I looked outside and I saw the moon high in the sky. Partially covered. It was our second month together. I thought "if the moon fell now... I wouldn't mind". I could die there. I would die happy. You were breathing, peacefully, lying on me.

Do you remember the smell of paint in our house before we move in?

You opened all the windows to soothe the smell. We laid on the improvised futon until we get our new furniture. We made love there. With the windows open. I remember your shy smile when you realized the open windows when I took off your shirt.

I have always loved kissing your smile, Hinata.

Do you remember the smell of cinnamon around the kitchen when Boruto pulled down the seasoning shelf under the sink? The smell stayed there for days.

I tried to hide the mess he had done. I didn't pay attention enough to him when you asked me to. But you laughed. And you would laugh every time you found any trace of cinnamon in the kitchen. I kissed your smile that day, between your laughs. With the window opened, while Boruto was playing outside.

Do you remember when I woke up too late for my inauguration as the Hokage?

The children said sorry a thousand times. Himawari had the same facial shy expression as yours, asking for forgiveness for hitting my tenketsu. I was so proud of our little girl... She would be a prodigy, like Boruto. When we were alone in our bedroom that day, I said "they won't be proud failures as we were". You smiled. Nostalgic. You have always been nostalgic.

By the open windows, I kissed your smile.

I also remember our fights, Hinata.

There wasn't any smile to be kissed, neither an open window. There was you, upset to me for getting home late on our wedding anniversary day. I apologized, but I didn't want to apologize, I just didn't want you angry at me. It was when I saw you sad. I begged your pardon. I put my lips on yours. I just wanted to open your smile, a window.

I kissed you for such a long time and it wasn't enough to pacify the way you looked.

On the next day, a bunch of flowers filled our house. You opened the windows. I kissed you again. And I saw, on your lips, a smile.

On the same day, I found out I loved to kiss you until a smile arise.

Don't be sad, Hinata. Don't be sad that I will not be able to kiss your smile. I will still remember the curve of your eyes, I will look for the open windows. You colored my whole life. The colors came through the space of your fingers, from the taste of your lips, from the damp of your tears.

From the open windows.

I have loved you for all those days. And because of those days, I think "If I die now... I wouldn't mind".

Do you remember, Hinata?

I bet you do. More than I do. You have always been nostalgic.


AN: This was originally written in Portuguese, however this time I was planning to write in English since the beginning. I don't believe Naruto will die, not so soon, but I got very emotional thinking about this lol. Thanks for reading!