Brother In Arms, a naruto fanfic

Disclaimers: I don't own Naruto or its characters and make no money from my fanfic. However, please do not reproduce this story without my permission. Uchiha Aneko is my O.C Uchiha is the property of Masashi Kishimoto and Aneko is a pure figment of my imagination. The Lyrics and song are copy write to Dire Straits. The lyrics were written by Mark Knopfler.

For Layla on her 14th birthday aka, sakuraxkisu.

Brothers in Arms

One shot...

There's so many different worlds
so many different suns
and we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Inspired by: Dire Straits Brothers in Arms. (Hence the title.)

He looked at the monument, the sun glinted off of it, and the man bent down and pulled his mask up higher as he laid down some black roses in the shadow of the memorial, he placed his hands together and began to murmur a short prayer. Guilt, regret, forgiveness.

And you'll no longer burn
to be brothers in arm

"You could tell them where you go every morning instead of lying."

He gazed at her from the ground, "Ah – Aneko-Chan! This is where I am meeting my team today I er changed the place. So I'm early." Kakashi hazarded, the wind blew the silver hair back out of his face, he seemed to have aged a great deal in the past few months his usual shiny mop of sliver looked life less.

The charcoal black eyes bore into his, she didn't break her stare. A smirk creep across her plum coloured lips, Kakashi cringed inside, oh here we go how I am going to get out of this one? But Aneko did something she never did; she sat down next to him and smiled. His eyes widened.

"I see you come here every day, they would be proud of you if they knew." Aneko closed her eyes briefly and lent against the monument. He looked at the ground; she opened her eyes, "Kakashi?" Kakashi's eyes said how do you know they would be proud. Aneko eyes responded except he could hear her voice in his head, because I am, and you know they would be.

He caught her gaze again, and tried to break away but he couldn't it reminded him too much of him.

"He always talked about you, my little sister Aneko how proud he was of you, Aneko-nee-Chan."

She laughed, "It's good to know, but at home it was a different story Kakashi-san this Rin-san that Rin and Kakashi all the time, he made you and her, his life. Being a Shinobi was everything to him... His team was everything to him and I remember once Obito said to me when I was upset over something, he said 'Aneko-nee-Chan, people always say that you must never show emotion because it makes you strong but I believe that if you put emotion into your life you will be empty, it takes more strength to admit how you feel that to lie about it'."

You did not desert me
mybrothersin arms

Clouds came out of nowhere and changed the atmosphere the air grew cold and a wind started blowing. Kakashi stood up and placed his hands in his pockets he turned away from Aneko and stood looking out into the field. Purposefully avoiding Aneko's charcoal gaze.

"Hmn, Obito used to want to make me his blood brother the number of times I refused; I suppose it was because I hated him. He had the name and the family. Uchiha. Well Aneko I better be off, don't want to make my team any more aggravated than they already are."

"Just don't." Her eyes misted over with a cloudy layer of tears forming in the corner of her eyes, and she took in a deep breath trying to hold the uncontrollable notion of tears back. He kept his back straight; away from her his cold scarecrow shadow shielded a bitter wind from her, but with the shield came a bitter atmosphere.

"Don't what?" his voice came snide and mocking.

"Don't say you hated him, because at that funeral you cried just as much as anyone else, you're a lair if you say you hated him. Look at me." Aneko got up and took two steps towards him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Look at me. You spent so long trying to get me to have a conversation with you and now you won't even acknowledge me. Damn it Kakashi! Just turn around!"

"No. Because I know what I will see. Don't you understand he's in you?"

"He's also in you, or have you forgotten Obito loved you like a brother." Kakashi turned around; his mask covering his sharingan was down, his eyes were misty as well.

"I spent a long time trying to get your attention to make you believe that I'm not some insensitive sensei and to ask you a question but you made it perfectly clear that was not something you wanted."

"You asked me that question in the most inappropriate and ridiculous way, it was not something I wanted then, not after Sasuke left it was the wrong time to ask me that."

"When is the right time Aneko?" Kakashi shouted exasperatedly, he tried to avoid her gaze but he couldn't he now wanted to see her eyes. "Because I'm not sure how much longer I can wait."

"After you have told them about Obito, and then maybe our worlds can meet, but I can't tell you this until you tell them."

Kakashi's eyes were speaking now I'll tell them, as long as your there. Aneko smiled from now on I will always be there.

It's not going to be easy Aneko,

I don't care, because I love you.

Aneko walked towards Kakashi and took his hand and held it.

"Aneko?"

"Hai?"

"Obito got what he wanted" Aneko gave him a quizzical look "I've been his blood brother for a long time now, and I'm glad."

Aneko smiled at him. "I reckon Obito would be happy for you Kakashi."

"You mean us, Aneko."

We're fools to make war
on our brothers in arms

Into the future...

A dark haired woman stands strong against the wind, holding a bundle close to her heart, two people either side of her smile a teary smile and they lead her to the front of the group.

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arm

She stumbles forward rocking the bundle back and forth to stop the cry, soothing it with hushing sounds. Gulping back tears, the woman is motioned to walk forward by the head of the procession and does so, but with a blonde boy and a pink haired girl.

Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

They bow in front of the angular monument and lay their flowers down, bright white ones that add some life to the expanse of black and grey. The bundle howls and the rain begins and the scarecrows fly above crowing and squawking as if in mourning as well. They all murmur a prayer and walk back. One by one people walk forward bow and lay their flowers down. All the same lonely white colour except for one, rogue.

Not again, not someone else. Why him? God what did I do to you to lose everyone one except just one?

There's so many different worlds
so many different suns
and we have just one world
But nowwe live in different ones

The rain grew harder and the bundle of silver and black hair screamed louder, the widowed mother rocked back and forth on her heals slowly the howling subsided and fell soundly asleep. The pink haired girl brushed the tears away but they kept coming. She turned to widow, and caught her eyes. Slowly she placed her arm around the pink haired girl and the blonde followed suit placing his arms around the widow and the girl to the right of her.

There's so many different worlds
so many different suns
and we have just one world
But now we live in different ones

The widow's eyes once bright and shining were now empty. So this is the way it's got to be, alone again.

The blonde shut is eyes and let the tears leak out his lids. I will protect Ane-Chan and her baby, for Kakashi sensei!

Her grass green eyes, caught a pair of bright blues one. In unison they both said "Aneko-san and her baby will not be alone; Naruto-kun and I are here for her."Their fierce determination lighted her bright eyes up again. Now Kakashi it's your time to be proud...

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

True love is where you can look into their eyes and tell them something without speech, because when you truly know something words can't justify. True love does exist, and its lasts no matter what stresses life throws at you. It's just in the most unexpected places, right in front of you... Hence the trueness of it...

Completed: Friday 11th April 2008

By: Road to black Friday

A very random story for a very random friend.

What could be more fitting?