Naruto was a beautiful boy.

Kind energetic caring all the things that lived as they were.

Minato's looks and Kushina's everything else. They had all loved him but because of who he was his precious Naruto payed the ultimate price.

Kushina never blamed him. That didn't mean he didn't.

He thought if he had been one second faster he could have saved him. The one person he and Kushina loved more than each other.

Now all that's left is these empty memories.

Of when he took his first steps of when he stared to talk.

Dreaming was Minato's only escape. From the guilt that ate him alive. From the sorrow that killed him.

In his dreams Naruto is okay. He is old in his dreams and Naruto grew up.

In his dreams every thing is okay,Because in his dreams he doesn't have to wake up.

But in the end when he wakes up all he that is left of those dreams are the empty memories of what once was and the longing of what could have been.