Based on this magical conversation with kia8088
It starts with a glance. It’s the tiniest thing really, so small that it would take someone with his prowess to catch it, but he does.
It had a been a mere month after returning to Konoha. The dead were buried. The families still mourned. And he was back, enfolded under the shade of dancing leaves once more.
The Konoha Genin had all gathered for one final celebration, a chance to remember, rejoice, and re-introduce him to everyone as the newly returned genin come home. And it’s through the smoke and sizzling of admittedly delicious BBQ that he catches her silvery gaze.
It’s only a second, but it’s cold and piercing and for once, he sees the family resemblance he vaguely remembered her lacking.
He brushes it off. She’s not important in the grand scheme of things.
Cannot stop laughing. Cannot. Thank you for writing this. Seriously
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