Hello everyone! I have decided to go and try out writing ff for Naruto, seeing as it's one of the best manga/anime out there. I AM still working on Secrets Revealed; I'll just be alternating between the two.

SUMMARY: The great shinobi war is over. Madara is defeated and the resurrected shinobi of the past were laid to rest. But none of this came without a price. Naruto is facing the end. The fox's chakra is slowly eating away at his insides, and there seems to be no cure. Can he find one in time?

Now, go on down yonder to the Prologue!

I never really gave much thought as to how I would die. When your job has you risking your life everyday, who does? We are shinobi, the protectors of the Leaf Village, putting our lives on the line in order to ensure the safety and justice of our shinobi world. Or at least, that's what Granny Tsunade lectures to me whenever I complain about a mission.

But if I think about it, it would be nice to die defending those I love, rather they be people or my village. Kakashi, Granny, Konohamaru, Iruka, Shikamaru, Choji, Hinata, Ino, Neji, Tenten, Bushy Brow, Kiba & Akamaru, Shino, Sai…Sakura. I would lay down my life for them instantly, if it meant that they would be safe.

If someone were to approach me five months ago and told me that my downfall would be my greatest ally, I would've laughed in their face. Not to disrespect them, but to hide my own apprehensions. For one thing, I had always felt that something was…off. I felt as if I was practically a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode. Another was a fear, the fear of still not being excepted, even when I die. I've always had dreams where I've died, I still have them even now, and the whole village cheers, throwing a large festival. But that's not the part that hurts the most. I've come to expect a multitude of the villagers to spit on my grave. No, what hurt me to the core was the fact that in these dreams all my friends that I've managed to attain through hard work toast to my death and howl to the moon that I'm finally gone. If I die, will that really happen? Will all my endeavors decline to squalor? Will…will Sakura ever…ever mourn me? I want her to be happy always, even if it means loving someone else. Heh, I guess you could say I'm used to being the third wheel; used when needed but never wanted. I do hope that she will at least think of me once in awhile.

I'd like to think that I've helped slightly to achieve Pervy Sage's dream of peace, and regret that I won't be able to fulfill it as I had promised.

This is most likely the last thing I'll write, seeing as my hand almost isn't able to hold this pen, let alone write.

Sakura, I'll always love you.

-Naruto

So, did it entertain, or bore? Reviews would be highly appreciated!

~Nara