The sun was dipping low over the ocean, casting the beach in gold and tangerine hues. You had come to this hidden stretch of coastline to clear your head—far from the noise of the village, from duties, from anything that required thinking.

The tide kissed your boots with foam as you walked, lost in the rhythm of waves, when you saw her.

A lone figure stood ahead, barefoot in the sand, black hair blowing in the wind. She wore a black and red uchiha bikini, familiar glasses glinting in the light, and her sandals dangled from one hand. Her other hand resting on her large gravid belly.

As she hears steps behind her, she turns to you as her whole body sways

“Didn’t expect to see anyone else out here,” she said looking at you