The Train Ride
Author’s Note: Now it is time for a little bit of background. Mostly to show I have put some thought into these little chapters of mine.
Chapter Title: Precious People
Pairing: Naruto / Hinata
Genre: romance / humor
Prompt: #5 your precious someone 50_shinobi
Word Count: 250
Hinata sat in the cabin, head resting against the window. The glass felt cool against her skin and helped to soothe her restless nerves. Any moment now she expected the train to screech to sudden halt. Each time she heard footsteps, she expected someone to burst in and drag her back home.
But over an hour had past and the train kept moving forward.
From her satchel, she pulled a tattered letter. Before she had lost her sight, she had read its contents over and over again so much that the words were engrained in her heart. Even though she could no longer see the elegant script written on the parchment, her fingers skimmed the page as her heart supplied the words.
My Dearest Hinata,
I can never apologize enough for leaving you. One day I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Please know that I will always love you. Enclosed is a picture of us taken last summer at my parents' home. I hope you will keep it as a token of my love for you.
Forever in my heart,
Mom
Hinata’s eyes began to prickle with unshed tears. It was times like these when the loss of her mother felt almost unbearable. Hinata longed for her mother’s strength, her wisdom, and her love. Carefully, Hinata took out the photograph. Tracing over an image she couldn't see, Hinata hoped the home in the picture would bring her closer to the mother she had lost.
Chapter Title: Precious People
Pairing: Naruto / Hinata
Genre: romance / humor
Prompt: #5 your precious someone 50_shinobi
Word Count: 250
Hinata sat in the cabin, head resting against the window. The glass felt cool against her skin and helped to soothe her restless nerves. Any moment now she expected the train to screech to sudden halt. Each time she heard footsteps, she expected someone to burst in and drag her back home.
But over an hour had past and the train kept moving forward.
From her satchel, she pulled a tattered letter. Before she had lost her sight, she had read its contents over and over again so much that the words were engrained in her heart. Even though she could no longer see the elegant script written on the parchment, her fingers skimmed the page as her heart supplied the words.
My Dearest Hinata,
I can never apologize enough for leaving you. One day I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Please know that I will always love you. Enclosed is a picture of us taken last summer at my parents' home. I hope you will keep it as a token of my love for you.
Forever in my heart,
Mom
Hinata’s eyes began to prickle with unshed tears. It was times like these when the loss of her mother felt almost unbearable. Hinata longed for her mother’s strength, her wisdom, and her love. Carefully, Hinata took out the photograph. Tracing over an image she couldn't see, Hinata hoped the home in the picture would bring her closer to the mother she had lost.