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timepiececlock) wrote2009-03-01 12:39 am
timepiececlock) wrote2009-03-01 12:39 am
Naruto 437: Here is my wish for canon, yo. With up so floating many bells down.
Some of my flist is talking about this chapter, as something pretty significant happened.
I've got a more explicit reaction to Hinata's death scene here in reply to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mildmay, but I got into a tangent discussion about ships on redbrunja's journal, and I reposted it below. NaruHina's never really done it for me. It's always felt so unrequited. Plus, I didn't even *like* Hinata that much until the time-jump.
But now...lately I've been reassessing Hinata and while I'm still bored by her "type" of character, I did cheer for her this chapter.
And I'm kind of feeling...like I don't want Hinata to be with anyone. Or at least not anyone in canon, not until she's a hot 22 year old or something. I want her personal growth arc to go full circle: as part of loving and learning from her idol, she outgrows her infatuation with Naruto and eventually lets go of that pain as well.
After everything that happens, after Pein and the way it almost all ended, after the Great War and the four years of peace that followed, Hinata looks back fondly on her first love, and she knows she will always think of Naruto with affection. They fight in more battles together and at a crazy drunken birthday party she kisses him--then she laughs, and he laughs, and she hugs him and tells him, "You're my f-favorite, just w-wanted you to know."
When the village of Rain falls to civil war they fight side by side to maintain the security of Fire Country's borders. One bloody morning Hinata sees the sword before he does, and if she hadn't grabbed his utility belt to pull him into the mud Naruto would've been a head shorter and never lived to accept the Hokage robes from an eagerly abdicating Kakashi.
Years pass; they change bit by bit (and down they forgot as up they grew). She sends him holiday cards and invites his family to eat with hers in the home she built across the city from the Hyuuga complex, where she has a husband she loves not because he's perfect or because he's everything she wishes she could be-- instead he's good and he fits and they're happy because around him she already is what she wants to be, as effortlessly as breathing. Her children laugh while they bicker over who has the best aim, and who is Uncle Hokage's favorite, and none of them, none of them wear a mark.
I've got a more explicit reaction to Hinata's death scene here in reply to
mildmay, but I got into a tangent discussion about ships on redbrunja's journal, and I reposted it below. NaruHina's never really done it for me. It's always felt so unrequited. Plus, I didn't even *like* Hinata that much until the time-jump.But now...lately I've been reassessing Hinata and while I'm still bored by her "type" of character, I did cheer for her this chapter.
And I'm kind of feeling...like I don't want Hinata to be with anyone. Or at least not anyone in canon, not until she's a hot 22 year old or something. I want her personal growth arc to go full circle: as part of loving and learning from her idol, she outgrows her infatuation with Naruto and eventually lets go of that pain as well.
After everything that happens, after Pein and the way it almost all ended, after the Great War and the four years of peace that followed, Hinata looks back fondly on her first love, and she knows she will always think of Naruto with affection. They fight in more battles together and at a crazy drunken birthday party she kisses him--then she laughs, and he laughs, and she hugs him and tells him, "You're my f-favorite, just w-wanted you to know."
When the village of Rain falls to civil war they fight side by side to maintain the security of Fire Country's borders. One bloody morning Hinata sees the sword before he does, and if she hadn't grabbed his utility belt to pull him into the mud Naruto would've been a head shorter and never lived to accept the Hokage robes from an eagerly abdicating Kakashi.
Years pass; they change bit by bit (and down they forgot as up they grew). She sends him holiday cards and invites his family to eat with hers in the home she built across the city from the Hyuuga complex, where she has a husband she loves not because he's perfect or because he's everything she wishes she could be-- instead he's good and he fits and they're happy because around him she already is what she wants to be, as effortlessly as breathing. Her children laugh while they bicker over who has the best aim, and who is Uncle Hokage's favorite, and none of them, none of them wear a mark.