Never Again: Sequel to The Different One (Naruto Fanfiction)

Sequel to The Different One. I recommend you read that one first.

Hibiki Tsukino has left the Leaf Village after saving the criminal Itachi Uchiha from his brother, Sasuke. She has been living on the streets, doing secret missions for people, but refusing to kill anyone. She was back to living alone and never staying too long in one place. Rumors were going around the villages about a "Protector" that had a heart of gold and pure white hair. When Naruto meets this Protector, what will happen?

I did not draw that picture! And I do not own Naruto or Naruto Shippuden! Thank you. ^^

You're a crying cicada dreaming a winter dream
If your wish were to come true
Would you live on the seventh day?

It's not at all possible
To only forget our sorrow
So you can forget everything for now
And you can remember only
What's important again someday

I wonder which is the longest:
The seven days it took God to create the world,
One week before an earthquake,
A school of dolphins run aground,
Or the seven days of that girl who cries every week
At Tokyo Station on the weekend?

If I ask if there was a sadness beyond death
For the grandfather who lost his left arm in a war
In this world
If you say there was, there was
If you say there wasn't, there wasn't
Everything is up to you

When I did my best one year after the last day of my teens
And nothing changed
I thought about ending my life
But I couldn't do it
I've certainly been living without knowing
The true readiness of wanting to die

You're a crying cicada dreaming a winter dream
Believing your wish will come true for sure tomorrow
You live through the seventh day
You know, we too
Want to live like that

Not from tomorrow
Not at some kind of anniversary
Starting today
When tears appeared helplessly
You just have to change it

Even if they were always wrapped up by their fawning family
And had one hundred friends
And dozens of lovers
There are those who couldn't be satisfied
They'd be heading towards their own kind of hell

But I'm different
I'm still holding a longing for a family
And still unable to make friends well
And still a coward in romance
But I feel happiness by living facing forward
Everything is up to myself

Starting today, I'll believe that there is
No sadness beyond death here, and live on

If that's true, I won't be afraid of anything anymore
No matter what anyone says, I won't care
I have no reason to give up; I'll live on strongly

You're a crying cicada dreaming a winter dream
You're not at all sad. The most important thing
Isn't if it comes true or not
What you've wanted isn't here
It's not in the future nor the past

When I've forgotten those feelings
I won't be me
That's how this way of living seems

Those who are so happy they cry
And those who laugh even if they're sad
Even if they walk at ease in slow life
And even if they forget when they spent time with a sense of fulfillment...

Someday I'm sure even you and I
Will not be here
Things end without exception
It's unlikely we'll understand
If there was some kind of meaning there

But you're a crying cicada dreaming a winter dream
Only when you wished for a dream on the seventh night
Were you able to get a little stronger

You know, we too
Want to live like that
I don't want to forget until the very end
When we pray for dreams, our days can be a little stronger