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I watched the final episode and movie of FMA and I cried!

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Shikamaru let out a puff of smoke before coughing harshly, injuring his throat. Ino frowned and looked over at him "God, Shikamaru. You really got to stop smoking, you know? I don't want you to keel over and die half way through a mission."

Shikamaru shook his head "Nah, not going to. This is my memory of Asuma-sensei. I feel more relaxed this way, because it feels like he's still here. Anyways, I'm too lazy to use so much concentration and work to quit. You know how I am."

Ino sighed and smiled "You never change. How long has it been since he passed away? Weren't we about sixteen at the time? Four years ago, I think. Even though you haven't changed, a lot of other things have."

A moment of silence passed by them. She was right, a lot had changed. Ever since that day.

Shikamaru closed his eyes and lay down on the grass "Things have gotten a lot quieter, huh? Tsunade-sama is still trying keep things lively and everybody working and all but… without him it's just not the same is it?"

Ino let out a small laugh "Yeah. It seems so empty without that blonde-haired kid. I didn't think it'd actually happen though. Out of all people, too. I always believed he'd go on, always that iron-will to survive and then…" A warm liquid welled up at her eyes "I don't want to believe it. I know he's still out there!"

Shikmaru opened his eye closest to Ino and glanced at her and then at the sky again "You're not the only one. We all do, Ino… we all do."

"It's hard to believe. That Uzumaki Naruto was killed by a supporter of the Akatsuki."

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A group of people sat down at the edge of a cliff, looking down at the village of Konoha. They smirked down at the people in the village, acting as if they were small ants in a colony.

"So, when exactly do we plan to do this?"

"Starts tomorrow, when the festival takes place and we can pretend we're just travelers. The full plan starts in a week or two, depending how long it takes for us to set up."

"Well, most of us can pretend we're travelers. They ought to remember you, kid." One of them said, glancing over at a younger boy.

"They may remember me but I don't remember them. I lost a big chunk of my memory, remember? What does it matter anyways?"

"It doesn't. Just as long as you remember how to fight we don't care. We're gonna come in with a bang! They ain't gonna know what hit 'em."

"Yes, but you're forgetting we're a smaller group, and they are an entire village. Also they have their Anbu."

"I wouldn't worry too much. We'll be able to destroy them either way."

"You're awfully enthusiastic about this, considering you had connections with Konoha. Aren't you afraid you might kill some of your old buddies?"

"It doesn't matter either way, orders are orders. Besides, I don't remember any of them to feel guilty about it." The boy replied and turned around "Anyways, I'm gonna take a nap. Don't want to fall asleep on the job tomorrow. Later."

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Sasuke frowned as the light crept onto his face. He slowly opened his eyes and squinted towards his window, concentrating on the small crack between his curtains. It was morning and he was tired beyond belief. He didn't want to wake up but he had to, he had no choice, other wise Tsunade would have his head. Frankly, he liked it where it was.

He rose up and sighed. Another morning, another day and still no sign of Naruto. He tried everyday to find clues of Naruto's whereabouts, the guilt was a heavy weight on his chest. Slowly, the idea of Naruto's death began to make it's way into his mind, he didn't want to believe it but he knew it was possible.

H dressed himself and headed out without even eating anything. He found himself easting less and less, you could tell he had lost weight. Even so, he still had the air of elegance around him. He was still the village heart throb and he still had so much damn attention.

As he walked down the dirty road, he noticed Sakura heading towards him. Sakura had matured a lot over the years. She was no longer the fangirl of Sasuke's that she used to be, she was a grown adult and she had a lover. "Sasuke! You really need to eat! You've lost so much weight. Are you sick?"

No response. Sasuke felt that there was no reason to answer. A pointless question.

"Oh. Sorry." She replied before casting her eyes down onto the ground solemnly. She hesitated before speaking again "You know Sasuke… you really need to move on."

The raven-haired before scowled at her "Whatever. I have to work to do." He vanished, obviously he did not want to speak of the subject any further. It hurt Sakura to see him like this. Not because she loved him, because he was her friend. He was like her brother.

The day seemed to pass over him in a second. He had no recollection of the events that had occurred that day. He was on his bed, gazing out the window. It was night and fireworks were shot into the air. He tugged off his day clothes and slipped on a yukata before heading out. He didn't particularly want to be at the festival, but it was an important day for Konoha. Something like tradition.

He slowly made his way past the crowds. The chatter was deafening, the area filled with people. Stands of all sorts lay in wait for customers to come by. If he had passed by someone he knew, he didn't know it, nor did they, probably because they were too distracted with the things happening around them.

His dark obsidian eyes twitched after catching a glance of a nest of blonde hair. Almost completely out of instinct, he began to push his way hurriedly through the crowds. As he drew closer, he could see a blonde in a yukata more clearly. He drew closer and closer and grabbed hold of the person's hand. The person turned around and blue eyes met black.

"Naruto…?"

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OH EM GEE! Cliffhanger:O

Anyways. My grammar and writing skills suck as usual but what the heck. I had fun writing it.

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