Jan 12, 2008 12:22
Eight months I have been in this world. It seems like winter in this place has lasted longer than that. Temari-san, I may need to leave the village for a few days, if I do, I will leave youa note, but I would need you to watch Dei-kun while I am gone.
(private musing)
Eight months and not a bit closer to getting Suna back. If it was not for Sachan, I do not know what I would do. She is the only thing making this at all -- survivable. I don't even know how to express what is going through my head. I miss the children so much. When I left, I left two eleven year old children in charge of a shinobi village. I know my personal forces will defend those two with their lives and do everything they can for them, but they are so young. I know, it is hypocritical. I was jounin at their age and by twelve was my brother's second in command. I was ready to fight my brother for Suna when I had only just turned fifteen -- I know they'll be fine. I miss them, and Sachan makes me think about them and about having more. I know she isn't ready for that yet, but what if someday she is. No time to think, to much to do.
academy,
tema-chan,
sachan,
suna,
kankurou