At last! The final chapter of this drabble series! I'm going to leave this off on a bit of a sad note, but I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you've enjoyed the rest! It's been great sharing with you all. :)

As always, read and review, please!

These are the things that Hinata can recall when she is eighty: her daughter lacing lavender into her hair, the rain that follows her only son's funeral, and the feel of her husband's hand on her cheek as she cries into it and asks:

"What am I supposed to do if you die?"

Naruto takes a strand of her silvery hair and pushes it back over the curve of her ear. There are wrinkles layered into her skin that he can trace with the blunted point of his finger, but instead he presses his thumb across the lines, tries to remember a day when her eyes being white did not mean that she was blind.

Her face melts into the cup of his hand, and she closes her eyes, because this is their bed, and he is about to die.

Her husband is leaving a stain of himself in their sheets, and she will never wash them again. She will keep his ramen posters stuck to the wall. His cape with the scarlet stitching will still hang on the door to their room, and Himawari will come home every day with one just like it.

Memories will filter through her mind as if in a cycle, on-going, never-ending.

She is not prepared.

As Naruto holds her face in his hands, she counts the hairs on his head. A thin, gray sheet is all that covers his scalp. He smiles at her, and though his face is even more hidden from her beneath the warts and wrinkles, she sees through to his eyes: big and bright and bedazzling blue.

They take her back to painted streets and petty wars, to love for the first time in a place beyond the moon. A wilted tear escapes and slips down her cheek.

Please, one more minute. One more hour. One more.

These are the things that Hinata can recall when she is eighty: her daughter donning a cape of red and white, the poppies her son used to gift her on her every birthday, and the feel of her husband's eyes on her heart as he says:

"Survive."

**If you have any ideas for another Naruto drabble series I could write, don't hesitate to send them in!