-Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto-

It was too strong; the force of the water ripped her hands from the branch.

"Don't let go!" She yelled over the roar of the water.

He swallowed a handful of water. Though coughing and gurgling, he still hesitated to answer.

"I said don't let go!" She went under. He panicked until she came back up.

"I.. I won't!" He yelled back.

Then everything went black.

It had been six months since he'd seen her. He didn't cry himself to sleep anymore, and he didn't blame himself. Well, he tried not to. He'd accepted the fact that she was dead, only, he still had hope. They'd never found her body. When the Hidden Mist village had attacked and created a Tsunami flooding the village, nobody was ready for it. Naruto and Hinata had lost their One year old daughter, Jiraiya was paralyzed from the waist down, Shino and Temari we're never found, people had lost their homes, and buildings were flattened. The leaf village had been destroyed; almost as bad as when the sound village had attacked several years back.

Akamaru nuzzled against his masters dangling hand, breaking his thoughts. "Pet me."

Kiba Inuzuka sat at the Kitchen table, his left hand holding his head, eyes closed. His shaggy brown hair a mess, wearing the same clothes from the day before, bags under his eyes; He could already feel it. Today was one of those days. It was five thirty in the morning.

"Kiba." He heard her voice often. He shut his eyes tighter and pulled at his hair.

"Kiba!" It was louder this time. His mind was messing with him, taking him back to that terrible day.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" He yelled.

"Kiba! Open your eyes!" Hana Inuzuka yelled slamming her fist on the table. Akamaru barked.

Kiba opened his eyes and looked at his older sister. He was miles away, so lost. You could see it in his tired eyes; the hurt, the anger, the pain, the sadness. So many emotions held in those simple brown eyes. She glared and sighed.

"I told you." Akamaru once again nudged his master's side.

Hana sat in the chair across from him. "Was it the nightmares again..?"

He nodded.

"How long have you slept."

"Three hours."

"When was the last time you ate?"

"….Yesterday morning."

"Kiba."

"I'm just tired, Hana."

"I know. I'll make you some food." Hana and Kiba had always gotten along but lately she'd been taking on the role of being a sibling to another level. When Kiba lost Sakura he fell apart completely. Hana went to visit him one day and found him unconscious in his room. He had collapsed from exhaustion. He wasn't eating, sleeping or drinking anything. She kicked his ass for it after he was better but she knew this time it was serious. She knew her brother would never try to commit but his depression was taking over his life. Hana remembered when he had first brought her over. Akamaru was sick, and the vets couldn't figure out why. Sakura and Kiba had never been particularly close but he knew she was the best, next to Tsunade of course. Akamaru had swallowed a key, but it was so far into the digestive process that it didn't show up on the X-rays that Hana herself had taken. She needed to keep an eye on him for a few days but Akamaru was a big baby. Wouldn't leave his masters side.

"Your eggs are burning." Tsume sniffed the air.

"Shit."

"Where's Kiba?"

"He was right-" Hana turned around looking towards the table for her little brother. Empty. "Damn. I must've gotten lost in my thoughts."

"You better keep an eye on that boy."

"He's Nineteen ma, I'm sure he can tuck himself in."

"If you can't cook your own food right, how the hell are any of us supposed to get sleep?" The eggs were burnt now, as smoke set off the fire alarm.

Kiba lay in his room curled up in a ball on his bed. His breathing was steady, his tired eyes closed. The blankets surrounded him like a nest. It was the only thing that comforted him. A tear slowly slid down his cheek.

'Sleep.. She's coming back.. Sleep..'