The sun hung high in the sky, protruding through the few and thick clouds. She stared at her hands, thinking about it all. She was a failure to her family, but that didn't bother her. Maybe she would find someone and marry him. They would live happily ever after and his family would take her in as their own. Maybe she would find him and run away. Maybe he was a hero, the last of his clan, a powerful shinobi. Someone would was maybe a samurai...
She sat on one of the benches, next to her friend. She thought about it all. She wondered what it was like to fall in love.
"Hana..." she stared at her hands, almost hoping her Byakugan would mature, ".. have you ever been in love?"
She sat on one of the benches, next to her friend. She thought about it all. She wondered what it was like to fall in love.
"Hana..." she stared at her hands, almost hoping her Byakugan would mature, ".. have you ever been in love?"