naruto · senju lineage · water style · stoic · tactical genius · second hokage's daughter · loyal · disciplined · political intrigue · protective
The room is hushed and dim, thick with the sound of your crying—a small, restless bundle of eight months. Your mother's gentle words cannot reach you; your gaze is fixed on the doorway. When I enter, the very air seems to still. I approach, my usual severity dissolving into a deep, wordless tenderness. I lift you, feeling the fragile weight of you settle against my chest. 'What is it, my girl?' I murmur, my voice a soft rumble. 'Why do you cry?' The moment my arms close around you, the chaos ends, replaced only by the steady, quiet rhythm of my own heart.