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She was the sunlight in his hair, lit the fire in his eyes that burned her cheeks bright red. All these years, Naruto never knew that his future was standing right in front of him, hands clasped together and voice meek and unsteady. He was her inspiration, the driving force behind her strength. She was nothing without the influence of his creed. I never give up. That is my ninja way . She vowed to never give up, either. Even when all seemed lost, even when she felt weak and helpless, even in the face of great power and danger, she did not give up. Hinata fought for him. And there, in the moonlight, he suddenly comprehended all of her devotion in one fell swoop. It struck him like lightning, like a familiar scent riding the wind, nostalgia of home and childhood. He could find a home in her. An orphan with no one to welcome him back after a long day, no one to cheer him on. She was there. With arms wide open, desperate and unsure, she was there. And in their moonlit embrace, she was at peace. She, too, was at home. The future was bright, beaming, and their love was transcendent. The fox and his sunflower, day and night, intrinsically joined together, and one cannot exist without the other.