Komojin
Disclaimer: I own the plot nothing more…Sorry for the long wait…I just figured no one really liked it but ya know what? I'm goin' on with it. So here it is.
Temari sat beside her bed on the floor staring at the yellow folded paper in her hands. She'd read it many times since her mothers death.
It was the final letter that Hoshi had written to her mother. She sighed.
How different it would have been had her father let her mother go.
'Karura you were always searching for the perfect answer to it all. Afterall we lived and loved in secret and for a while we were happy weren't we? I wonder that if after this you will be happy, now that I let you go. I've always…always loved you very deeply. I do this for you and your children, for the child that grows within you. I am going to do what you begged me not to, I'm sorry. I am not doing this to die, but to live, in those brief moments as a man that loves you enough to die.'
Her eyes softened.
"How had mother felt…after giving birth to Gaara and reading this letter." She shut her eyes. "She could have lived if she rested instead of taking that blow for Hoshi, if father hadn't killed her."
It was all an accident, yes but…
She closed the letter, unable to read anymore as her mothers pain filled her heart. What a sad story, what a sad, sad story she had witnessed all to young.
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"Ya know sis," Kankuro said after placing the letter back into it's hiding place in it's box in his room with all the rest. "I was real worried about you after mom and dad's funeral…you seem so distant no a days."
"I saw Hoshi."
His eyes widened before softening in a way that only her mothers had ever done when something wrong had been done.
"He's alive?"
"Yes." She looked at the wooden floors. "He's living with the Tanuki in the desert."
"You ok?"
She nodded.
"Yeah…it's just that Gaara…"
"He isn't ready to know. Not yet anyway."
"I know."
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