The sun shone warmly on Sakura as she knelt passively in front of the large black stone, her fingers meticulously tracing over her former team mates names. A small smile crept onto her mouth as their images flickered in her mind and she could hear their voices calling happily to her. With a small sigh Sakura stood from her position brushing the debris from her knees and adjusting her yukata.
"Are you ready?" Kakashi questioned.
"Yes." Sakura replied softly and smiled contentedly while taking her place by his side as they began to leave.
"Why do we come here every year?" A little voice murmured and Kakashi scooped the small boy into his arms placing him on his shoulders.
"To remember those who died protecting this village and honour them." Kakashi replied while clutching loosely onto the boys knees.
"Did you know someone who died dad?" He questioned innocently and Kakashi nodded his head yes. "You to mom?" The little boy asked in surprise. Sakura smiled at him and nodded.
"I think you would have liked them very much if you had been able to know them." She said lightly studying her son. He looked almost exactly like Kakashi, same silvery hair and lazy expression, but he had her eyes. The boy rested his chin on his father's head and held an expression of contemplation as they continued to walk through the grassy field. Sakura wrapped her arm around Kakashi's waist while clutching her swollen belly and she could only think of one thing to say to her friends. Thank you.
Well that's the end. Sakura gets a happy ending after all since I tend to usually make her suffer…not really sure why. But anyways I'm not really pleased with how this came out but it's a start. Something to get me started back into writing again. Hopefully I'll be able to write more but who knows with this crazy life of mine. But I hope you enjoyed it and sorry about the crap load of emails in one night! Until next time.
Cheers,
Cance