Minato sighed as he held a picture of you in his rough hand, the pain that suddenly racked his heart was almost unbearable. In the picture you were in the air, Minato's strong arms were on your hips and spinning you around. That day had been one of the many he loved. "Y/N..." He willed himself not to cry, he wouldn't. He couldn't. "Where are you..?" **Cover image isn't mine, I do not own Naruto**All Rights Reserved
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