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“’Till death do us part.” Those were the words that he was prepared to say in just a few weeks from now but now it was too late. The woman who he thought that he would spend his whole life with was gone. Her being gone still hadn’t set in, just a few days ago they were laughing with each other as they walked around the village. And now, she was gone. He’d never see her smile again; watch her long brunette hair tumble down her shoulders when she took it out of the bun she wore. Never would he see that faint blush on her face when he grabbed her hand or her jade green eyes look up at him. Her soft lips would never say his name again. How this happened, he still wasn’t sure. The doctors said that it was a combination of her old injuries and falling ill but that still didn’t explain why it had happened so fast or how much pain she was in. As soon as her parents got there, he took his leave; not wanting to interfere with their mourning. Her funeral would be tomorrow, he would have to say his last good bye then. As he walked out of the hospital, he shuffled down the street back to his farm.
From the moment they had met in Academy, Niro knew that they were meant to be together. Both had weakness that people said would never let them become ninjas. Together they proved that, he rose to jônin while she made her way to Chunnin. They had been through so much together: two teammates, a war that transcended time and countless missions returning injured. But now, all he had left was memories of them. Slowly the pain sank in, she was gone. He’d never hold her in his arms again. He stopped in the road and looked up at the clear sky. Tears started to stream down his face as he looked to the heavens, “Please take care of her! She meant the world to him and should be treated as such!” he cried to the heavens. If there was a higher being, he hoped that they had heard him. “Please care for her since I can’t any longer,” he sobbed as he returned to his long walk home.
His parents were off at a horse show, leaving the house quiet. He walked in and slumped on the sofa before getting quickly over taken by two dogs who could tell that he was upset. “Sorry boys, but she won’t be coming here anymore,” he stated as he pet the larger of the two dogs. Both dogs whined as they locked the tears off his face. “You miss her too,” he muttered. Sleep eluded him that night; he spent the whole time looking through the pictures and gifts they had exchanged through the years. In the corner of his room was a roll of cloth. He had planned to make her a dress for their wedding reception but that wasn’t going to happen. Morning came but the rising sun was hidden behind the dark rain clouds that loomed over the sky. It had been raining for a good part of the night now and it didn’t look like it was doing to stop. After making sure all the animals were set, he got dressed in black and headed to the cemetery.
The whole Fujuhara clan seemed to be there and behind them were the rest of the village that knew her. Each would greet him with a handshake or a hug but no conversations for he looked like he was going to break down at any moment. After a short speech, everyone was given their chance to say their last goodbyes to her. Niro waited till all her family had said their goodbyes before he walked over. Flowers covered her casket, each from a member of her family. Standing there he place a single red rose with all the flowers, “Yasashi, I have always love you. Please never forget that, “he added as he tried to hold back the tears, “Good bye Yasashi, I will miss you with all my heart,” he stated as stood there in the rain. His tears began to mix with rain, he didn’t care how soaked he got. “I won’t forget you, even if another finds their way into my heart,” he added as he looked back at the casket. It had to be his imagination but he thought he saw Yasashi sitting on her casket. He wasn’t sure but he swore that her heard her say “I love you Niro-Kun” before she faded away. “I love you too,” he whispered back into the rain. Someday, someone heal his broken heart but there would always be a piece that belongs to her.