Written Saturday May 10, 2008
Posted same day
Disclaimer. I do not own Naruto.
After Naruto was born, Minato lost count of how many times the people he encountered predicted and hoped that his son would grow up to be like his father, the best Shinobi in all of Konoha. No, best of all Shinobi in the world!
Minato also lost count of how many times he wished their predictions wouldn't come true. He wished for his son to be strong, yes, but not the best.
To be the best meant to be the first.
The first Shinobi to be sent into battle.
The first to battle the enemy.
The first to feel the blood of his enemy spraying into his face as he slit their throats.
The first to be asked by the children about the glory (horror), of the war.
No, Minato wishes for his son to be strong.
Strong enough to protect his family.
Strong enough to protect his friends.
Strong enough to protect his village.
Strong enough to go though all that he'll have to endure, his first crush, his first rejection, his first kiss, strong enough to last and come out a better person.
Minato hopes that his son does not become the best, so that he does not have to be the one to send his son into a battle first.
AN: this is just something I thought about before going to bed last night. Everyone wants to be the best, but sometimes being the best isn't all that great.