Tazuna smiled sadly as the team departed, crossing the newly completed bridge. His eyes rested on one figure in particular.

For a short time one of the Uzumaki had come home, and he had saved them all.

Even though he'd been planning it since he'd designed it, the name "The Great Tazuna Bridge" sounded hollow somehow.

There was only one name he could give the bridge now.

Funny, he'd sworn never to acknowledge any of the ninja who had abandoned their homeland long before the brat was even born. Sometimes a man had to go back on his word though.

The Great Naruto Bridge sounded...nice.