Send ✏ for my muse’s letter to yours that they left after they passedaway
I honestly hope thisnever falls into your hands, or that of your teammates’. I made one for each ofyou. And if it should, I hope it’s because of an accident. In an ideal world,should these ever be read, we’d be celebrating some occasion or holiday, orperhaps just doing our weekly dinner. You’re all grown and have achieved yourdreams, and hopefully I’m retired or at least close to it. My child would comeinto the room, carrying these scrolls….probably getting into mischief that theyshouldn’t be in. They’d get scolded, I’d laugh in nervous embarrassment and youthree would insist on reading them since hey, they have your names on them.When you start to read the room would get uncomfortably quiet…afterwards atleast one of you would probably scold me, along with Kushina about writing suchdark things. But in the end we’d all laugh about it as me being paranoid at thetime when I penned this and the conversation would move onto something morepleasant. Like how you can’t wait for next week when you’ll finally be named mysuccessor, or we’ll listen as Kakashi jokingly says the village is now doomed.You’ll get mad, threatening to demote him to D-rank babysitting missions againand Rin will try to pacify both of you. In the end laughter at our undying teamantics will fill my home.
But sadly we don’t livein an ideal world.
And with how thingsare, that vision seems more impossible by the day.
You’re a good kid,Obito. I know a lot of people think or say otherwise but don’t pay them anymind. You’re a bit rough around the edges but you’ve got a good heart and youhave so much potential. You are what some would call a “diamond in the rough”and I know you can go far.
You can become Hokageand I hope I get the chance to see that happen.
I know I’m not the bestteacher by any means, and I wish I could be there for you more…so I’m sorry Icouldn’t be better. I tried my best…but it was never good enough, at least notto me. True, Kushina and I plan on having a child of our own eventually…but asfar as I’m concerned? He or she won’t be my first, but rather my fourth.
Because I’ve had threegreat kids for years now…I just never really had the courage to tell any of youthat. I can only hope it shines through, if only a little, through my actions.I hope it’s something that’s seen and felt, rather than something that needs tobe verbalized. Emotions, like stories, are best shown rather than told.
No matter what mayhappen, or what our future may hold…hold onto your dreams, your goals…and neverblock happiness from being one of them.
