Four years ago today, I held the most perfect thing I'd ever helped create in my arms for the first time. And I had to say goodbye to the man who helped me create her. The universe is a real bastard like that. Gives you everything and takes half of it away in the same fucking breath.

He'd be so proud of the little hurricane you're becoming, Sakura. I'm doing my best, asshole. Wish you were here to see it.