We had a lot of fun at the barbeque place, the laughter and smiles of the people around me had never changed. Although we were more grown up, and sometimes acted mature, we needed these moments to stop and to smile. With the missions we get now and the kills we add to our names, the worse we can get. I loved meeting with my friends, especially because it was the first time we had met in 2 years of me being away.
So the night drew to a close, the chatter decreased as we all left at different times to get back to our families, soon it was only a few of us left. I stood up to leave and went with Shika to his house for the night. We went through the night to the compound, the buzz of the older ninja and teenagers rushing home at late times I had missed. The lights and the noise emitting from the city and the lights slowly going out as families went to bed.
I could see the ninja who were coming from late missions come in as well as the preperations for the festival tomorrow down the main street. We slowly walked home, my head resting on his shoulder as I took in the city for the first time in 2 years I had been away. It had changed so much. The buildings were better than before, especially because we had to rebuild after the attack. We had finally gotten back to the compound, where I was told some unexpected news.
We had gotten to the compound where his parents were waiting for us. They sat us down and told us the news. "Naru, Hiruzen got attacked tonight by the Akatsuki, and he almost didn't survive. A few ANBU came upon the scene and took him to the hospital but they said he wouldn't survive the night." My heart beat got faster and faster until they said he wouldn't survive the night I could feel my heart breaking and the tears slipping down my face.
I broke down right there, all of them comforting me, and it was at this time when I finally felt like I was apart of a family. I cried myself to sleep that night, with my family surrounding me.
The next morning I woke to find my family still around me and I dwelled in the fact that they had never left me. As soon as everyone had woke up we went to see if my Ojii was still alive, and he was, but he only had a couple of hours left. He was hooked up to so many machines and the beeping a buzzing filled my ears and I felt my heart break even more. I hugged him for one last time before I heard the heart monitor slowed to a stop and the straight line filled my eyes and the long beep filled my ears.
I felt my heart shatter and I broke down and cried on him. I loved him so much. They called a doctor in and he was taken away to be buried and a service was to be held for him. For our great Hokage had fallen.
