"The heart has its reasons which reason knows not." - Blaise Pascal She spent their whole life chasing to bring him back. She lost an arm fighting him and still reached for him with the other. She faced his hatred with a will so strong it felt like the sun's rays had kissed his skin again at last. She saved him from drowning in his own darkness. She called him her friend. Now he was back, and she finally stopped chasing. She trusted him not to run anymore. She called him her friend. But was that really all they were? ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY BELONG SOLEY TO KISHIMOTO.