She stood by the window waiting. Everyone who knew had told her that she could've done better than him. He was a career Genin with incredibly large eyebrows and a loud and annoying personality, but she had fallen for him madly, deeply, and truly.
The first clue she had that something had gone wrong was when a despondent Maito Gai had passed by her apartment on the way to his own. The second was the whispers that wove their way through the village, whispers about Maito Dai and the Seven Swordsman of the Mist.
Ridiculous, she told herself. Maito Dai? My Maito Dai? A Genin like him wouldn't be able to defeat one Jounin, much less seven.
Not believing what she'd heard, she returned to her spot by the window and waited. And waited. And waited.
Dai never showed.
After a hundred days she could no longer wait.
When she gave birth to her son Lee, she gave him her family name.