A/N: Enjoy this little story full of drama, love, and pain.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters.
The Angel of the Mist
"No! Come back!" he shouted with full force. His warnings proved to be futile as the angelic figure in front of him went further beyond his grasp and into the snowy abyss. Kabuto tried with all his might to drag himself, but the pain that he felt was unbearable. His legs had been brutally beaten and poisoned, making it impossible to go after the person he wanted to protect.
"Don't worry, Kabuto. I'll see to it that you live and remain safe." The figure trekked through the tainted snow, forever severing the ties to the living.
He strained his body, trying desperately to move forward. Kabuto's body failed, making him fall face flat on to the snow. Slowly he raised his snow covered head, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of his love through all the carnage and pandemonium surrounding them.
Onyx eyes met with a fierce sight. Before he was able to see his angel one last time, the fires from oblivion made an explosion, almost blinding him.
Hours later he opened his eyes upon hearing several voices. Kabuto raised his head, but was unable to see anything. "You'll be fine, kid, as soon as we get you fixed up," a voice gently said to him.
"Is there anyone left alive…but me?" Kabuto said weekly. He heard no response…
