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Naruto sat watching as the life bled out of his body, no medical jutsu or even kyubi could save him now, not after what happened, he couldnt belive it, his long time crush Sakura Hanaro had grabed a kuni and rammed it into his chest after he had brought back her Sasuke-kun after he had betrayed the village for a tratior who promised him power to kill his brother, she screamed at him and kept stabing him with the villager's cheering her on for hurting sasuke even her best friend ino stood in shock at what she had done but to his friends dismay they where held back by the villagers as they tried to get to him to help him they where shouting out to his name but he couldnt hear them anymore, he was to far gone and he couldnt care anymore closing his eye's for the last time he spoke to the fox, the only being who had stood by him through everything, even the fox couldnt wrap his mind around what had happened..
"im sorry kit that it had to end like this...betrayed by your friend and team-mate...betrayed by your own village...even though i always hated you, i have always respected you for your determanation and courage to stand and fight against all the odd's...even when all seamed lossed you still stood your ground..im proud of you kit...proud that i had the chance to meet some-one like you"
" Thank you Kyubi...even though at first i hated you and blamed you for all that happend to me...you stood by me...encouraged me to do better and to never give up...i only wish...that i had known who my parents where and to know if they where proud of me for what i have done..."
"i know kit...but trust me where ever they are they whould have been proud of you...for all that you have faced and been put through you have never broken, your will to carry on has never deminished...you are the true embodiement of the will of fire"
"thank's furrball...times almost up...at...least..."
and with those last words Uzumaki Naruto past from the world of the living...leaving no legacy behind...just leaving his mark on a small group of people who trully cared for him...people had at first spat upon him,taunted him but afterwards they had come to see that he was a good man...he never left a comrade behind...always helped other's before he helped himself...
And so passed Uzumaki Naruto... He didnt die on some far flung battlefield for the honour or glory of his village...he didnt die for the sake of his friends...but was murdered in cold blood by some-one he once called Friend...