#moonpetaled

BBY?????????

" .. good .. morning, nii-san, " her voice tremors, eyes panning from his engraved stone to the newly wrapped bouquet in her arms, " th-these are freshly picked. ino-chan gives her regards, by the way, " pausing, a solid lump forms in her throat. it hurts to swallow it down— " everyone .. misses you. " halfheartedly chuckling under her breath, as if the cruelty of reality has set in once again for her. to stand above him feels wrong—to mourn him feels strange. silent for a long moment, the soft snap of a twig alerts her. shifting her head over her shoulder, she realizes she's not alone in her grieving. eyes recognize the black attire that anbu bear, yet it's her deep violet hair that prompts hinata to recall her from the shinobi war. has she lost someone from then, too?