A/N: Hey! Here's a random ficlet I have for you. X]

I do not own Naruto.

My Sunshine

The end of the final Uchiha Battle leaves a dying Itachi, pondering his life and Sasuke gazing sadly at his brother. Itachi, from the outside, seems to be dead already, but his mind still works--he's in his subconscious. He thinks about how he went from the village's prodigy, where everyone respected him, to how he became the most notorious S-class Nin in all 5 nations; and he had to sneak around for years on end like a criminal. Too bad, he technically was a criminal. Not only did he have to be a criminal, he had to be stoic, couldn't reveal his past, his future plans, and had to make sure all plans went accordingly. He also had to live with his brother hating him, one of the two people he treasured more than anything in the world, and last: his Sakura; his little scrap of light that shone through his world of darkness. His angel of sorts. He closes his eyes, knowing the gates of heaven won't open for him.....and he fades away......

But what's this? A distraught Sakura runs and throws herself, frantically trying to heal the fallen king of kings...her universe. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath; no one, not even the most skilled med-nin, could do such an intricate job with a clouded head.

She got to work, pushing all of her life force into her love's body, searching his subconscious for his wandering soul; and she found him in his subconscious, finally—he was gazing at the memory of when they first met. She called him, but no sound seemed to come out—her cry dying on her lips. However unheard she was, Itachi turned her way anyway, and his eyes widened.

She tried to run to him, but an invisible barrier prevented her from doing so, and he gazed at her, trying to calculate why she was there, and what she was trying to do.

'Itachi.....please, come back!' she tried to call, but again, her call was lost. He seemed to gaze at her, not willing to look away from his last link to his life. He was actually imprinting her into his memory, so he'd die with her image on his last thoughts; she was his sun...his light..

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On the outside; Sakura was seemingly just bending over the seemingly lifeless Itachi

and the seemingly disappointed Sasuke was glaring at his brother--Why was Sakura going to HIM? Why not to ..him, Sasuke? Her LOVE? The selfish avenger kept pondering these sort of thoughts, while Sakura kept trying to break through the barrier, to reach her love.

He was the one who was the other half of her soul, her being. He was cold, solitary, curt, and sometimes rude--but she loved him. She loved him from his terrible personality to his prim-proper manners, from his intense gaze to his uninterested stare, to his cold voice to his silky purr. She loved it all--all that made him. And she was not going to lose him. She screamed her face off in frustration, and from the other side, Itachi smirked at what seemed to be a 'screaming-obscenities' Sakura.

"GODDAMNIT! WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS? WHY IS THERE A FUCKING WALL?!" Sakura pulled out of the subconscious for a moment, and started to get to work on his body, healing all internal wounds, then moving on to the external.

"Goddamnit you fucking arrogant Uchiha...let me in!!" she screamed in frustration again, and Sasuke stared at her heaving back. He could tell she was trying to keep from crying and breaking into hysterics; and he had to admire her strength--yes; Uchiha fucking SASUKE acknowledged Sakura as strong. A miracle? I say not. He's just a bastard.

ANYWAY, Sakura again plunged into Itachi's subconscious, and tried calling him again. "Itachi?" she called, and this time her voice came as a dull wisp. Itachi rose his brows at an inaudible nose that sounded a lot like his name, and he tried to step closer. "Sakura??" he asked, an unusual panic crept into his voice.

Hearing a faint reply, Sakura immediately got excited.

"ITACHII?! WHY IS THIS GODDAMN WALL HERE?!" she bellowed, hoping he'd hear all of that. Itachi on the other side glared at her, signaling that he'd heard her--loud and clear.

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"ITACHI!? WHY IS THIS GODDAMN WALL HERE?!" he heard, his sensitive ears immediately reeling him backwards....'Damn loud girl..' he muttered, and of course, Sakura was watching his every move.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" she bellowed again. Itachi merely death glared at the petite kunoichi whom he gave his heart, and closed his eyes. "It is time for my passing. Sasuke has finally succeeded. Everyone will be happy." he replied

'He has the gall?? To think such-' she thought, her mouth opening and closing like a gaping fish. "Itachi...please! I definitely won't be happy! Can't we find a way to do this together? Now that Sasuke knows the truth, we can go after Madara together and eliminate him!" Itachi opened his eyes, and though it hurt him, he gave Sakura the most cruel look of all....as though he had no heart left, no feelings, no love. Nothing--void, but in the place of all his wonderful things, there was coldness, bitterness, darkness, and even hatred. Things he'd never directed toward her.

"Foolish little girl. You think I loved you? Get out. Don't mess up my plans...I've worked far too hard to have some washed up med-nin with conspicuous pink hair to fuck things up." he replied, his onyx eyes seeming to get even colder; an icy edge to his voice that he never used against her.

At first, Sakura's eyes widened, but returned to normal. She closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears. His words stabbed her each like a thousand senbon a letter..

"Itachi..." her broken voice, her broken eyes...Suddenly, all of his beautiful bright light...seemed to flicker.

Inwardly, he'd already constructed a hasty idea if he were to die and she were trying to save him. He'd break her heart; even though his would break with hers; and he'd get her to hate him. That way, he could pass over, and she wouldn't be unhappy. Even if it meant she would scorn his name each time he was mentioned, even if it meant she would try to forget—he had to do it.

He loved her so much that he didn't want her to cry over him. While stuck in his dark thoughts, his bright light stopped flickering, and stood as a bright ray—more radiant than ever.

"Itachi, no. Don't even try to play your mind games...they won't work on me. Please, just let me-" but he cut her off harshly, letting his mask down. His eyes showed the agony his body was going through, the remorse and intense depression of possibly losing the love he'd just acquired, the fear of breaking the line of things and not going by the book--even if it was his own.

"No. No more Sakura..I've spent years waiting for this day, and from the beginning I've wished for death. I thought you'd understand when you decided to be with me." he replied, his harsh glare gone--his cold voice replaced with his warm and loving one, reserved for Sakura alone.

"But Itachi...you don't have to die to make things right. If we snuck you in to see Tsunade-chan, and she knew what happened, you could be a Leaf-nin again! You've done nothing wrong...you don't...you don't deserve to die. You were just following orders! The only ones who deserve to die, are the elders. They're corrupt anyway! And Danzou is a threat to the whole village as well....Please....Itachi..." her voice was strong and calming, and Itachi's erratic heart beats slowed to a consistent beat.

A/N: Heh….which ending? You get to choose. ;P So read Ending one and two, and decide which one you like better. ^^