Fighting in a war was no joke, He had been fighting for weeks, and in that time he hadn't gone the chance to go home. He hadn't been home in weeks, not to see his child, or his wife. But now the war was finally over and he was finally granted permission, by Tobirama himself, to go home. And that's exactly what he was doing.

The now 35 year old man walked up to his front door step and opened the door to his home after taking a deep breath. He looked around his home, the furniture had been rearranged. . . It was a little different than he was used to, but he liked it.