3. Light
Naruto's favorite time of the day was twilight. He loved the way the oranges and purples mingled and mixed high in the sky.
He had always wondered how it would be to see the sunset from the Hokage's office.
Being the leader of the village. The one to protect them all, against anything and everything. It had always being his dream. His goal. His ultimate achievement.
He always thought it would be bittersweet though. Ever since that fatidic morning Shikamaru came knocking at his door to recruit him in the Sasuke retrieval mission and later when he'd made that promise to Sakura. That he would bring him back.
He had kept his promise. He had brought the bastard back.
Just… not alive.
And he knew she didn't hold it against him. She'd been there. She'd seen how changed he was. She'd felt the killer intent he irradiated to everything that breathed. How dark and twisted and malicious his chakra had become.
They would never be team seven again. Never again would be the four of them against the world.
He loved to see how the fading sunlight bathed the rooftops and how everything in the village became oranges and yellows and the effect the shadows of the people walking down the streets finishing their chores and how the mothers and fathers gathered their children and went towards their homes to have dinner, and talk about their days, play with their children, read them a book before they slept. Kiss them good night.
He'd never had that growing up. He'd missed it all. The loving and caring mother, who would made him ramen, and kiss his boo-boo's away, brush his hair, and smile warmly at him. The strict and proud father, who would advise him when need it, who would help train him, who would have stand proud by his side and would have given him a proud and warm smile when he came back with his headband proudly displayed on his forehead after graduation at the academy, a father who could have given him advise with girls, and not be a total pervert about it like Jiraiya had.
When he was little he'd always wondered if he'd ever had something like that of his own. He'd long for that. But after the Mizuki incident, he's hope had been crushed a little.
But what he loved the most about the twilight now, is that after seeing it every day from the office he had fight so much to be in for, there is a pretty platinum blond waiting for him at home. And two wonderful, mischievous and loud kids that he had waiting, for the final chapter of the book he'd being reading them for the past nights.
"Tales of a gutsy ninja".
Naruto smiles at his reflection in the window as he sees the last rays of day light.