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ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ	By : Sessakag Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 44712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Thirty-Nine
Departure

May 4, 2010

Naruto was drying the last cup when the front door opened. He placed it inside the open cabinet to his right, his gaze meeting his dish washing partner. Garbed in a fluttery dress that hung below her shoulders, leaving the smooth skin bare, and sleeve hems that dangled over her fingers, the Hyuuga heir looked as earthly beautiful as ever. Even more so considering that pretty, form hugging, knee length outfit was colored a vibrant orange. His favorite color on his favorite person. It was almost too much for his heart. Hair gathered and falling messily over her right shoulder, he felt that familiar urge to press his lips to the smooth expanse.
The stood close together with barely enough room for a thin breeze to pass between. Hinata had maintained contact with him as much as possible ever since her assessment, an indication his chakra was still permeating her senses. He didn’t mind the closeness what so ever. She was like a cute Hina kitten brushing against him any chance she got, reaching for his hand, and cuddling close to him. Even at breakfast, while they sat at the table eating, she’d ran her dainty little foot along his leg before twining one between hers. The blonde had been half tempted to toss the table aside, strip them both and let her twine her legs higher up his body. He hadn’t lied last night. He found her reaction to his chakra sexually arousing and her desire to spend ever moment she could in close proximity to it just as lust inducing.
This new component had his whole hearted approval.
“Guess Sasuke’s back,” he commented, watching as she wiped her wet hands on the apron tied around her waist.
He closed the cabinet then turned back to her, a cheeky grin on his face.
“Good thing he slept outside last night, huh?”
He was kinda glad Sasuke hadn’t been home either. The things she’d done to him last night…what red blooded man could keep his mouth closed with the mouth of a goddess latched onto their cock? Or having said goddess rinding atop them with the most sensual rolls of her hips and the wettest, tightest grip known to man?
Certainly not him. Even now, desire churned in his gut.
Crimson painted her cheeks.
“N-Naruto-kun!” she admonished, bringing both hands to her flaming face, scandalized and embarrassed, “don’t say things like that. W-what if Sasuke-san hears you.”
He chuckled.
“He’d know we had sex last night.”
She slapped both hands over his mouth, her eyes wide, face cherry red.
“N-Naruto-kun!”
He laughed behind her little hands. She gave him a chastising, slightly panicked look while she waited for his shoulders to stop shaking before she spoke.
“Do you promise you’ll…behave?”
“Mephs.”
“R-Really?”
“Mo.”
“Naruto-kun!”
He laughed even harder then kissed her hands before sliding them from his reckless mouth.
“I’m kidding, I’ll behave,” he promise before winding an arm around his hot faced, pouting goddess.
Movement captured both their attention.
“Hey Sasuke,” the amused blonde greeted as his friend entered the kitchen.
“G-Good morning, Sasuke-san,” his wife-to-be welcomed, though his poor woman was unable to look the dark haired man in the face, “w-would you like breakfast?”
“Good morning. I’ve eaten already, thank you,” came the polite rebuff, “Naruto, a word,”
With a curious tilt to his head, he watched his friend step back out. He pressed a kiss to her forehead then followed the other man. Sasuke was standing a good distance from the kitchen, partially in the living room.
“What’s going on?” Naruto questioned.
“I’m leaving,”
He frowned, but to be honest, he’d expected it. With the scroll cracked and the ominous revelation from the Otsutsuki device, gathering new intel was a top priority. Though they’d both said waiting was about all they could do, neither he nor Kakashi wanted to sit and wait for those homicidal aliens to make a move. They had to take the initiative and turn the tides as far in their favor as possible. And that meant another search through Kaguya’s palace. He’d miss having his best friend around, but he understood. No one could do this but Sasuke. They needed him out there recovering pieces to this complex puzzle.
Naruto nodded.
“Today?”
“Now, in fact.”
“Damn,” the blonde sighed dramatically, “thought we’d have another day to do some regular guy shit before you left again, dattebayo. Go fishing, play some video games, watch a movie or two, you know, normal shit that doesn’t have to do with fighting and training. We didn’t really get to do all that stuff with Hinata being the in the condition she was in.”
Though he closed his eyes and exhaled exasperation, Sasuke gave an answer Naruto hadn’t expected.
“Maybe next time.”
Surprised blue orbs blinked before a wide grin split his lips.
“Yeah?” he asked, pearly whites gleaming against his tan face.
“I don’t play video games,” the Uchiha stated instead, then promptly turned on his heel.
“Oh come on!” Naruto huffed, following him out, “you can’t just turn it down before you even try it.”
“You assume I’ve never tried it.”
“Well you ain’t tried it with me, so no, you haven’t tried it in my book.”
As they neared the genkan, Naruto stopped him.
“So listen, we finally picked a date for our wedding. August 1st. I know you’re probably gonna have your hands full out there, but if you can make it, that’d be awesome.”
Though seemingly impassive, Sasuke nodded. Naruto knew, if he could, he’d be there.
“If I can.”
“Well make sure you try really hard to make it,” he reiterated with a smile, “it’d be weird to be getting married and not have my brother there.”
Something passed behind those mismatched eyes, before they closed. Naruto held back a laugh. As uncomfortable with expressing emotion as he always had been.
Sasuke never changed.
Even if he never addressed it, Naruto knew Sasuke felt the same kinship for him, irrespective of blood and lineage. To their mind, they were brothers. They had been in a previous life and were so again, separate of the reincarnated souls attached to their own.
“Hold on, I know Hinata wants to say goodbye,” he said before bellowing over his shoulder, “Hinata!”
She rounded the corner a few moments later, eyes wide and questioning.
“Sasuke’s headed out again,” he explained.
“Thank you for your hospitality, Hinata-san,” the former rogue murmured with a bow.
“You’re welcome,” she murmured, her smile soft, “we enjoyed having you here. Thank you for helping me during my assessments. You didn’t have to and I really appreciate that you did.”
“It was no trouble.”
“Whenever you return, please feel free to take residence with us again. We would love to have you, and our door is always open, Sasuke-kun.”
His smiled stretched wider the moment he heard the change in honorific. Sasuke was a friend, family, and in her usual sweet Hinata way, she was expressing that to the man standing in front of them. Unable to contain the pride in his chest, he wrapped an arm around her and turned the blinding effect of his grin on his contemplative friend.
“What she said, dattebayo. Doors open anytime.”
Liquid black moved between the two, before the one armed shinobi allowed a minuscule upturn of his lips.
“Thank you, Hinata. Naruto.”
“Ah, I have something for you,” Hinata announced, slipping from her fiancée’s arm and back into the kitchen.
She returned with a bento.
“Today’s lunch.”
Sasuke reached for the food and again, gave his thanks.
“Please be safe,” she murmured.
“And make sure you keep in damn contact this time!” Naruto huffed, knowing he sounded like a nagging mother and not giving a shit, “if you can’t write the least you can do is read.”
Hinata’s giggle at his side confirming he did indeed sound like the nagging mother his father had spoken about. What could he say? He was Kushina’s child too.
“Right,” Sasuke replied, his tone dismissive and exasperated, “got it.”
“Hmph, we’ll see. And you better go see Sakura-chan before you leave or else she really will beat you unconscious next time she sees you.”
To that, there was no reply. The jonin could only hope he’d tell the woman goodbye before he left, for both their sakes. He didn’t want to see Sakura hurt, nor did he want to see Sasuke turn down the chance to be happy just to punish himself.
“And don’t go bittin’ off more than you can chew, I don’t wanna have to come and save your ass,”
Before the socially reserved man could let him have it, Naruto raised his arm and presented his fist to his brother from another mother. Instead of the smart alack comment he was sure burned his throat, Sasuke let the comment slide in favor of the manly version of a hug. The two bumped fist, shared a brief pause and separated.
Sasuke was gone shortly after, leaving him and his significant other in their apartment.
“So what’s the plan today?” he asked, stroking the soft skin at her nape.
“Plan?” she questioned, craning her head to meet his eyes.
“Yeah, I figured we can take it easy today. We’ll do some training tomorrow, see how your other jutsu work now, dattebayo.”
“Well, we should go by the Hyuuga compound and let mother and father know there’s been a change on the wedding date. The planning will have to be adjusted and everything pushed forward. It could take us a while to get everything sorted out.”
“Then let’s head to the compound.”
xxxxxx
“Sakura…”
The medical nin turned from her front door, key still in the lock. He stood a small distance from her. Cloaked and solemn. She could tell by the look in his eye, the energy radiating from his body why he was here. She turned the key, locking the door then faced him fully.
“You’re leaving,” she stated.
He gave a short nod.
Though she had already assumed so, the confirmation conjured a dull ache in her chest. She sucked in a silent breath before gazing off to the side.
What was there to say?
He never responded to her impassioned speech that night at the engagement party, nor had he sought her out after. This was the first she had spoken to him since then. The first she had seen him. She had no idea what he was feeling right now, nor did she know how she herself felt. Was she going to take his next absence as a way to overcome her childhood love…or would she use it as she always had, waiting and pinning for his returned affection.
She really…didn’t want to do either.
Placing the key in her pocket, she turned her eyes to him again.
Sasuke Uchiha.
Her dark haired, blackened soul, former teammate.
Her remote and suffering friend.
Her frustrating aloof and heartbreakingly unattained first and only love.
What was she supposed to do?
What was the right answer?
“Then be safe,” she heard herself say, “take care of yourself…and I hope you come back soon.”
It was the safe route. The one that wouldn’t get her hopes up only to be dashed weeks later. The path that would protect her abused heart from another stabbing at his hands. She felt like a coward…and like a defender of her heart at the same time. Standing up for herself, but cowering from the confrontation she truly wanted. She had always put him first and foremost in her mind, heart and actions, but…at the very least, she wouldn’t do that anymore.
She had to put herself first.
“I have to go now,” she told him, moving to pass him, “Ino has to scour the last jubokko’s mind before it passes and I need to be there for her.”
That much was true.
She really did have to go and she felt less cowardly for it. She wasn’t running completely, she just wasn’t going to cram in another heart to heart in the allotted time she had.
He nodded again.
She passed him by, not sparing him a single glance. It took every ounce of strength she possessed not to meet the mismatched stare she could feel burning into her back.
‘Let him look,’ she told herself silently, ‘let him watch my treating back instead of me having to watch his,’
She had said everything she had needed to say to him that night at the party. He knew how she felt. The ball was in his court. He could make a move or he could leave her alone. Whatever he chose to do, he had better do it quick. While she wasn’t sure if she’d try and forget him while he was away or wait a bit longer, she knew if she decided on the former, there would be no going back. It’d be over for her, and in turn, over for him.
xxxxxx
“This is the last one,” the lab worker announced.
Ino stopped before the door then peered behind the plexiglass next to it. This creature looked…very human aside for the blood red eyes. Fear held her throat tight, but the coiled terror in her abdomen loosened a fraction. When they appeared human, being inside their minds was…less frightening. A smooth hand slipped into her own.
Blue orbs meet encouraging green.
“You got this, Ino. I’m right here,”
Tenderness filled her chest, melding with the burning determination currently living there. She could do this.
She would do this.
She gave a single nod, then turned to the white coat wearing attendant, signaling she was ready.
The creature wearing human skin lay strapped to a metal gurney that offered no pillow or blanket. For all the restraints harnessing it to the contraption, in her opinion, not one of the thick black leather was necessary. Emaciated, breathing slow and shallow, the jubokko didn’t appear as though it’d last another hour let alone another day. Pale shriveled skin pulled over brittle bones, face gaunt and hallow, the creature barely held mass beneath the square cutout covering its body.
It was dying.
The attendant wandered over to the beeping machines keeping the being alive, while Sakura released her hand and stood closer to an unoccupied corner not far from the chair the Yamanaka’s near lifeless body would rest during her time inside the mind of a monster.
Ino wasted little time, girding herself for this unpleasant dive.
‘Get it over with. The quicker you get out of it’s head, the faster you can get it out of your head.’
She sat in the plush chair, took a moment to prepare herself, then formed the seal that would take her to a rendition of hell. Aiming for the beast in front of her, Ino propelled her consciousness into it.
Fog…
It curled and closed over her, fluffy and thick. She knew what it was. The cloudiness heralding death. This jubokko had less than the hour she’d guessed. Already she could see avenues of its conscious mind shutting down, doorways leading to memories hazing, those terrifying roots beginning to fade. She drifted forward, alighting on the door that was closest to vanishing. The door looked old, the knob rusted. Among each portal to the jubokko’s past, this door had to have some of it’s earliest. The oldest memories alway disappeared first. Whatever information it contained would be lost forever if she didn’t explore it before the jubokko expired.
Her heart pounded.
Accessing a dying part of a individual’s consciousness was dangerous. She risked being taken with it should the structure not hold long enough to sift through memories.
She swallowed, but moved forward, opening the door and letting the recollections of a man turned beast. She watched the child he had been running and playing, the kid he’d been mischievous but kind hearted. His teenage self moody and angry…
Into adulthood…
Explosions, screaming and crying, running people…panic. There was a war raging around him. A fight that was tearing his home apart.
The mental connection between herself and the jubokko wavered.
Darkness crept into her eyes. Ino shook herself, willing it to clear. This space was decaying and if she didn’t leave soon, it would take her with it. There was something here though. Memories that could help paint a clearer picture, maybe even reveal the people behind this. Sucking in a breath, Ino willed her own consciousness to fill the space, using intangible support beams in a desperate attempt to halt the collapse. She didn’t have much time.
She would rather watch the slid show that was this creature’s previous life at a distance, as a third party spectator but that would take too long.
She’d have to…put herself in his shoes…
Something she loathed…
But there was no time to bitch. No time to bemoan the coming mental agony she was in store for. They needed this information. Hardening her resolve, Ino checked her mental support beams a second time before twining her psychic energy with his.
Smoke filled her lungs, the dark billowing mass burning her nostrils. She could feel the heat of a fire, and the heaviness of a bundle in her arms. She looked down. She was running and carrying the small form of a newborn against her chest.
Daughter.
It was this man’s daughter.
The smoke cleared, and a long stretch of grass filled her view. She was walking. Her feet her, her legs were tired and every muscle in her body ached. But she couldn’t stop. She needed to get to safety. To shelter from the war raging around her.
She held the bundle closer.
There was a bright light, a flash that blinded her, and then, she was looking over a city…one nestled below the earth. Watching through the eyes of another, she scanned the stone house sea, taking in the smiling but haggard population. Her attention was moved down and to the right, and the beaming face of a little girl filled her gaze and heart with warmth. Small lips moved. She was saying something, speaking animatedly, but whatever she was expressing was deaf to Ino’s ears.
Another light burst.
She was walking along a corridor, there were two men with their back to her. One tall and dark haired, the other a few inches shorter with gray hair. She could feel the man’s anxiety, hear the pounding in his ears.
Fear.
Visceral and all consuming.
He had signed up for this, had volunteered in an effort to help the village prosper…but… he had heard the rumors…the screams. The lab of horror others whispered. Many entered…none had left in months. There was speculation about the disappearances. Imprisonment, torture, death, all in the effort to advance scientific results that were deemed necessary for their Village Hidden in Darkness to survive.
Was he to be sacrificed?
The dark headed man glanced over his shoulder. Ino saw the briefest flash of bright red eyes before she was whisked into another memory.
She was strapped to a table. The bindings bit into her flesh, below her, the frigid metal seeped into her skin. She was cold, terrified as her wild gaze shifted around the room. A blindingly bright light overhead made it hard to see, to make out where she was. She looked left. Machines beeping with shifting numbers, another spitting out a long sheet with lines that rose and fell like mountain peaks. She looked down. There were tubes in her arm, one was feeding some sort of vivid emerald liquid into her veins.
Fog rolled in. That signal of impending death making its presence known within this evocation.
She strained her mental strength, reinforcing her support beams once more, meeting heavier resistance this time. They weren’t going to last much later.
She looked right; plexiglass, a metal door-
Movement drew her gaze back to the other side. There was a man there. She could barely see his face, but she saw his hand. He touched a button and a slimy liquid sluggishly crawled down the empty tube next to the green liquid.
Panicked gasps filled and left her lungs in harsh gusts that left her lightheaded. They were injecting something else inside of her and the moment it reached the end of the tube that disappeared into her arm hell unfurled, it slammed into her vein and launched her into a world of gut wrenching, unbearable scalding agony.
Like acid cloaked lava, it scorched her insides.
She could feel it spreading, thudding with each pulsate that propelled her blood through her veins, making a beeline upwards. sulfuric claws tore through her circular system, gnashing and tearing every organ it passed. She felt it nearing her heart, surging towards the pounding tissue. It hit a beat later. Spreading, stretching and filling her thoracic cavity with the worse sensation a human mind could conjure.
Great lord above was it torturous!
Every cell in her body spun into chaos.
She strained.
He fought.
She wailed.
He screamed.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. There was naught to do but bellow their shared agony to the room around them, to writhe and be crushed beneath the torturous onslaught. A shadow blocked a portion of the light. She could see a face. Blurry but slowly clearing. Her eyes crossed, roamed and rolled sluggishly, refusing to heed her command. She willed them to focus, to make out the visage beyond the cloudiness in her eyes.
For a split second, they aliened, and she could see for the briefest moment.
She recognized this person, had seen him during Konoha’s invasion, posing as a hopeful genin. The man that had had a hand in Lord Third’s death.
Ash gray hair…
Circle rimmed glasses…
Onyx eyes…
Kabuto.
She relinquished her hold on the man’s mental energy and shot towards her body. Ino came alive a moment later, screaming the residual pain into the room, startling both human occupants. Sakura was there in an instant, throwing her arms around the thrashing woman.
She was asking questions, stroking her hair, demanding to know what happened.
Ino couldn’t answer.
It hurt.
Even now…it hurt.
Wild, pain glazed eyes touched on the bony frame on the gurney. The lab tech held a blanket in his hands, and with a smooth motion covered the jubokko’s deathly still form, stopping only when the sheet completely covered its head.
xxxxxx
“Onee-san!”
Hanabi was hurtling towards his fiancée before they could turn. The young girl caught her older sister in a hug. Tender smile curving her lips, Hinata smoothed a hand down her sister’s hair.
“Mom went to see you last week and she came back all worried. Nobody will tell me anything,” Hanabi complained, “what’s going on? Are you okay?”
“I’m alright, Hanabi, don’t worry about-”
“Will you adults quit saying that? You all walk around saying everything’s fine but then have this real worried look on your faces at the same time. I’m not a child and I wish everyone would quit trying to treat me like one!” the teen fumed, “I can read the room, everything is not fine. Something happened to you and no one will tell me what.”
There was a pause before Hinata spoke.
“You’re right, there is something going on with me and if I could tell you, I would, you know that. Its not something I can share right now, but I’m telling you the truth. I’m alright now. I promise you.”
Hanabi detached herself, looking unimpressed and unconvinced. She turned her gaze to him instead, silently demanding confirmation.
“She’s telling the truth, dattebayo,” Naruto inserted, “she’s doing okay now. Besides, I’d never let anything happen to her.”
Hands on hips, Hanabi sighed, exasperation melding her childish features.
“Onee-san isn’t one to lie, so I guess I can believe her, and Naruto-onii-san would break his neck to make sure you’re alright so I guess I can believe him too,” she huffed.
Damn right he would.
The annoyed girl gave him her sternest look.
“Anything changes, you let me know. Onee-san wouldn’t tell me since she never wants anybody to worry over her.”
“Hanabi-” said sister interjected.
“Promise?” the younger Hyuuga continued.
“If I can I will,” he replied, “but if I tell you I’m handling it, you gotta take that and let it go.”
She took a moment to mull over his counter offer a moment.
“Naruto-kun-”
“Fine, we have a deal. I’ll trust you to take care of Onee-san as long as you keep your end of the bargain.”
Cheeks burning, Hinata gave the two an exasperated look that rivaled the one Hanabi wore earlier. The two partners in crime merely grinned at the embarrassed woman. Naruto threw an arm across her shoulders, smooching her cheek in apology for the semi-serious, semi-teasing exchange between him and her kid sister. He really would put Hanabi’s mind at ease whenever he could, she may be young, but she cared about her big sister and didn’t deserve to wander around in the dark about whether or not there was something seriously wrong with her.
“Aww, how cute,” Hanabi cooed, “do it again but wait until I get my camera.”
“H-Hanabi!”
“Whaaat?” the girl giggled, “its cute! He’s so sweet on you and your eyes get all dreamy when he does stuff like that. What’s wrong with getting that for the scrapbook?”
Amused, Naruto turned his gaze to the woman beneath his arm.
Dreamy eyed huh?
“What scrapbook?” he questioned.
“Onee-san started a scrapbook a long time ago. She’s been adding to it for a while. With the wedding coming up, she can finally get some with you two together instead of just of you,”
“Hanabi!”
She looked beyond embarrassed, mortified actually. The red in her cheeks cover her entirety of her face from chin to forehead. He had to see this scrapbook.
“Enough,” his fiancée scolded her sister.
“Alright alright, I’m just saying-”
“Come on Hanabi, give your sister a break.”
He liked teasing Hinata just the same as Hanabi, but sometimes, as he was beginning to learn, siblings could take things a little too far.
He still wanted to see that scrapbook though…
He’s ask her about it later.
“Jeez, you guys are no fun,” Hanabi declared with a petulant roll of her eyes.
“Is your dad around? We need to talk to him,”
The question sucked the playful air from the young girl in an instant. Concern suffused both their faces.
“Beats me,” she shrugged, hardness in her white eyes.
“Hanabi…what’s going on between you and father?”
“What do you mean what’s going on?” she murmured, gaze skating to the side.
“You’ve been acting…strange. Like you’re angry with him.”
“And why the hell shouldn’t I be?”
“Hanabi! You shouldn’t tall like that. If father heard you swearing-”
“Why should I care what he thinks about it? He doesn’t care what I think or how I feel,” she raged, “neither one of us! It’s always about what he wants, what he thinks is best for everybody around him.”
“That’s not true, you know that,” the older Hyuuga murmured, “I understand how you feel, but…father has changed. Things were different back then, the clan was different. The decisions he made-”
“So what?!” Hanabi thundered, “So what?! We just let him off the hook?! It was a different time, no harm done, everything’s fine now?! The decisions he made got you treated like crap and us growing up without a mother. All because he thought it was for the best. He didn’t ask either of us what we wanted, what we felt. He just did whatever he wanted and let everyone else deal with the consequences! What right does he have to tell me anything anymore?”
There were tears in her eyes now.
“Hanabi…” her big sister placated, reaching out with a soothing hand.
“He took our mother from us, Onee-san,” she whispered painfully, “she was right here the whole time and he kept her from us.”
Enfolding her in those arms Naruto himself knew were as tender and gentle as a butterfly, his other half held the distressed girl. Seeing the heartache brought the simmering anger in his stomach to the forefront of his mind. Naruto was hard pressed to say he didn’t understand how the girl felt. He’d grown up without both parents and would have been grateful to have just one, but for him to miss out on both, simply because the other had decided to cut them out of his life for something so petty…
He would’ve felt just like Hanabi.
Hiashi had a lot to account for.
And yet…what his future wife had said was right…the older man had changed. Hiashi needed to hear how his actions had torn apart his daughter’s life, he deserved to listen and agonize over it but…the fact that he was no longer that man counted for something. It was a seed to be planted for new life. A new beginning in which he became the father he should have been from the start. If the two women in front of him were willing to accept it.
Gracious, forgiving woman that she was, he knew Hinata would welcome old man Hyuuga with open arms…
Hanabi though…
She was young…and angry. Forgiveness would take time and some serious hard work on her father’s part, and if he was truly, sincerely remorseful he would undertake that challenge without complaint.
“I know, Hanabi and I am truly sorry that you’ve had to go through life without her-”
“Not just me,” the girl corrected her, “both of us. Stop excluding yourself from it. You lost her just like I did. Your pain matters too. It was worse than mine. Father always accepted me…the clan accepted me…even without a mother I lived differently than you did. They shunned you, looked down on you…they treated you the way they did mother and we never knew it. This whole time…he knew. He let it happen. He encouraged it.”
“I know that-”
“Then why aren’t you angry too?” she demanded, leaning back in the embrace to meet her sisters eyes, “why are you pretending like it doesn’t bother you that he ruined our lives!”
“I’m not, truly I’m not. I felt sad, I felt angry but as he told me the truth, I also felt his grief. Father didn’t come away from the choices he made unscathed. At the time, he may not have given a care about what we felt but now, things are different. He’s not that man anymore. Our father, he suffers. You can see it in his eyes. Whether you or I make his life difficult doesn’t change the fact that’s already living it. We can’t punish him more than he’s punishing himself,” she pulled her sister back into her comforting arms, “I can’t speak for you, Hanabi, its up to you how you want to deal with what happened, but for me…I’ve decided to allow the father of today be the measuring stick upon which I judge him. What he does now, as a father, as a husband, as the head of the Hyuuga, how he handles these different aspects is how I’ll form my thoughts and feelings.”
Hanabi quieted beneath her sisters comforting caresses through her hair, but Naruto could still see her eyes. They were ablaze.
“What he did, was truly horrible, for all of us, however, we have her now. Mother is with us now. We’ll never be able to get those years back, but we also shouldn’t waste the years we have to look forward to by living in the past. The past cannot be changed, it can’t be undone. We have to move forward, Hanabi.”
Naruto watched, searching for any softening in those milky depths.
There were none.
xxxxxx
Alrighty, we are headed into part three :D So exciting ^_^ Hope ya’ll are ready.
Kabuto thrown into the mix, wonder what he knows about all this hmmmmmmm XD
No major notes to add this time around, though I will say, a lot of you guys are getting really close to putting pieces together, lol. So far, no completely accurate guesses but man, ya’ll are close af. Keep it up XD
That’s it for now. Thank you all soooooo much for the uptake in feedback! I’m hearing from more and more new people and my regulars, ya’ll already know there’s all KINDA love over here! You guys keep me writing! Thank you all for reading! Don’t forget to review and comment, whichever applies!
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