One last time

My eyes were still closed, I was very cold ... I brought my hands to my chest, even remembering that before my wrists were embraced by terrible chains.

I tried to stop my hands shaking ... It was so cold ... So dark ... Just ...

So ... wet?

I opened my eyes but everything was dark, I looked at my feet, trying to find my body in the middle of all that perfect chaos.

And what I found amazed me, I was lying in a pool of water, I could see how it grew because of two small waterfalls but I could not find them ... I put my hand on my cheek and suddenly I understood ...

They were my tears.

My tears ... They were beautiful. They gave some light to this place.

I hugged my legs, laying my head on my knees, watching indifferently as there were more and more tears ...

A phrase appeared in my mind, words spoken long ago ... Words that echoed in my mind like sweet condemnation ...

<< There are two things that cannot be avoided in this life, no matter how much you run, no matter how much you try to avoid them ... Naruto ... Fate and death. They are impregnable towers. >>

Beautiful.

Beautiful...

Beautiful solitude.

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POV HIBIKI

My eyes could not believe what they saw, the Root, home of the Anbu, my home ... It was razed, it was being razed.

A tornado that did not seem to want to move was swooping down on the ground like the punishment of a divine being.

It was terrifying.

How could that have happened?

I felt a presence next to me. When I turned I saw Sai with a panic face, I swear the world was ending.

"Shit ..." he spoke in a whisper but when our eyes met I knew why he was so alarmed. - We came late!

Everything seemed lost.

Team seven gathered around their member who was crying silently for that light that was fading in the dark.

But something gave us one last hope, someone too fast passed by us entering that fortress of wind, earth, water and lightning that fortified Naruto's body. It was barely a shadow, but I could see the color of his hair.

A beautiful shade of orange.

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POV NARUTO

I didn't know how long it had been like this but I didn't feel like moving.

A puppet had more feelings than me right now. How ironic, right? Even being one of the Gods, he was still trapped in this darkness.

Why should my destiny be like this?

Even if I tried to change it, to change, to move on ... The result was the same. I let a hand fall on the surface of the water, now it seemed an infinite sea ... In which I was not sinking. He was on top of the water like he was a ghost.

Just a volatile soul.

I stroked the water.

It was so crystal clear, I was wondering what was at the bottom ...

I reached out my hand, feeling drawn to that peace that the touch caused me with my own tears ... with my own pain.

- STOP! - That voice made me react as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over my head.

I opened my eyes so wide that they seemed to want to get out of my face, my mouth parted, whispering empty words as I contemplated the figure that stood before me.