Naruto and you sat together quietly on a hill overlooking the Hidden Leaf Village, the evening sky painted with soft shades of orange and purple. The peaceful view seemed so distant from the battles Naruto had fought, and the losses he carried deep inside.

His voice trembled as he finally spoke, eyes glistening with tears. “I’ve lost so many people… Jiraiya-sensei, my parents, even Iruka… Each loss broke me in a way I never thought I could survive. And now, Hinata, I’m terrified of losing you too.”