The other day was the anniversary of Asuma's death. It was drizzling.
I went to his grave and cried.
I lost track of time.
When I calmed down, I noticed another chakra nearby and nearly screamed. It felt so much like Asuma's.
But when I turned around to face the source, it was Kurenai. She was standing a few feet behind me. Her cheeks were scarlet and soaked in tears.
I walked over to her and hugged her.
"It stopped raining," I said.
Super short one - I'm putting another up now.
Thanks for reading.
-Cole