The child would be small; perhaps with long, dark locks, beautiful porcelain skin, a button nose, its father’s eyes or its mother’s dimples. Its first smile would be one so moving, the parents wouldn’t dare look away for even a moment. Yes, Hyuuga Kina could only smile to herself as she imagined the small bundle growing inside of her, ready to take on the world with its first breath.
This world, however, was a very different one than the peaceful, jovial worlds of the tall tales. There would be no time to forget the events around them, the constant need for sacrifice, the pain and devastation instilled on the people around her. This was the life of a shinobi. Sh
Hyuuga Neji sighed as he crossed his arms, unsure of what all the fuss was about. Yes, his teammate Rock Lee had finally hit the bullseye with his ninja tool, but they had been there practically all morning, and he himself had made his target hours ago. The sun was beginning to get uncomfortably hot, not that he would ever complain or say they should stop now- he was far too prideful to let his distaste for heat get the better of him.
As Lee continued to prance around, going on about how he couldn’t wait to tell their sensei, Neji let his pale eyes wander to their other teammate, Hyuuga Minako, who was taking a small break under the