In Another Life ➪ 𝘬. 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 [lemons]

Here Comes the Boy {46}

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The last chapter was the last we see of Obito. Which means we are nearing the end. I've had this ending planned since I started writing the book so I'm... excited... to say the least.

As the moonlight shines from above onto the open pond, you begin slowly undressing. Your skirt falls to the ground, followed by your overlay and bodysuit.

You stand there in only a bra and underwear, closing your eyes and deeply breathing in the scent of the forest.

It's not exactly cold, but it is chilly, causing you to wrap your arms around your bare waist, thickly swallowing your loneliness.

After finding out Tobi was Obito, you've officially left the Akatsuki and are now alone. You've left Itachi, Kisame, everyone. It's just you now.

And it's been this way for about six months now. You haven't spoken to many people or even hooked up with anyone like you used to. At this point, you're just surviving. Not living.

But Akira has really slowed her process, which is surprising. You honestly thought you'd be dead by now.

Except something has changed. Not only is there more changed skin, but your hair is also changing. There are white streaks throughout. Which resembles Akira and her snow-white hair.

As you take a refreshing breath in, you open your eyes to the water once more, the moons beautiful reflection making small ridges in the calm water visible.

As you look at these reflections, you begin to think of a certain someone who claims you are their moon. You are their light when it's dark, giving them hope in the dire moments of life.

Swallowing any undeserved tears, you smile softly and bring your hands to your back, unclipping your bra before removing it and allowing it to fall with the rest of your clothing to the ground, very soon followed by your underwear.

Left fully nude and bare, you take small steps into the shallows of the lake, not bothered by the cold temperatures that send chills around every inch of your body. The cold water makes small splashes when your dainty skin touches it, soaking the aches that never seem to go away.