Hey everyone,

This is another one shot. It's very sad, but please don't hate me for it. Please enjoy and let me know what you think.

Note: It has NO relation to the previous one shot.

Beware: Character death.

"Heaven is not too far"

They thought that day will never come, but when it arrived, it made an echo. It shook their essence, and forced itself into the pages of history books with blood. This is the story of two men who witnessed that day...

Sasuke huffed while sitting on the side walk and watching Naruto mingle with the crowd around them. More than a million people had showed up for a peaceful protest against oppression, corruption, deprivation, and the overriding government.

It wasn't Sasuke's thing, but he was there for Naruto. He had always loved that patriotic part inside of his friend. Plus, it was just a day, right? That night they were going to go back home. To cuddling and fighting about what to watch.

"Sasuke," Naruto spoke in a seesaw voice while grinning. "Stop pouting, and start chanting with other people."

"You know nothing will ever change. The corruption will not stop just because a bunch of people decided to rally and speak their minds-"

Naruto sighed, "You're so pessimistic."

"Realistic is more like it."

"Well, Mr. Realist, it's a long shot but it's all we can do."

"Exactly."

"Sasuke, remember the old song that said something like 'If I die for my country, I'll live forever'?"

"What about it?"

"When I used to sing it in school as a child, I never really got it. Dying for your country, seems so... granted. So why is it so hard now just to stand in the street for the first time in years to at least let the dictators know that we're not dead yet. Isn't it the least we could do?"

"I think you've been listening to many motivational speeches," Sasuke kicked Naruto's leg playfully.

Naruto fisted the dark locks, pulling Sasuke's head closer, and planting a kiss on the milky forehead. "Maybe one day this head will-"

Sasuke shoved him away glaring knowingly, "Not here. Not now."

Naruto pouted giving the other a puppy face, "But I want a taste of my sugar."

The raven pursed his lips, "Taste your sugar now, and you and your sugar will be raped by the crowds. It will turn to a demonstration against homosexuality."

"It'll be worth it."

"You think a ramen cup is worth dying for. You lack judgment skills."

"Fine." The patriot turned around and began to sing with a group of youth who had used songs as a way to send their message.

The Uchiha heaved a deep sigh, zoning out the voices. Right then, Naruto patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumb up. "We're going to change this country, believe it! There will be no more hunger, no more pain, no more victims stomped to death in police stations because they wanted to-"

"Yeah... Yeah... No more corruption, no more unemployment, no more 40% living under poverty line, no more slums," he scorned.

"You mock it now, but-"

"I am going to get something to eat."

The raven started walking away. There were many fast food restaurants just around the corner, but he decided to walk a little further to get away from the sweaty crowds and their racket.

Once he arrived their, he took his sweet time ordering. The joint has air conditioning, and a rerun of a match he hadn't watched before. It was comfortable enough for him to forget time.

Suddenly, he heard a growing noise of pained screams and gun fire. He ran to the door only to see a cloud of tear gas pressing itself against the glass. One of the workers pushed him out of the way in attempts to close the door before any could get in, still Sasuke pushed him to the side, running outside.

"Naru-" He didn't even manage to name out before he was swept by the crying crowds escaping for the sticks the police were chasing after them with.

Confused. He was confused. Was it war? Wasn't it peaceful? Why was the police attacking the people of their country?

"Naruto!" He shouted out backing with the crowd, feeling his throat burn with fire, and his eyes tear up. He couldn't see. He couldn't breathe. Damn, where was Naruto? Knowing the idiot, he would be in the front lines, Sasuke figured.

When this realization struck him, He froze. It took all his energy to push against the flow of the people escaping the rubber bullets that police had started to shoot at them in attempts to disperse the demonstrations.

"Sasuke!"

He snapped his head towards the origin of the voice, and saw Naruto and a few other men carrying a guy drenched in blood.

"They killed him! The fuckers! They killed him!"

The man's head was smashed in, and even one of the guys carrying them had one of his eyes poked with a stray bullet. Naruto was covered in blood as well, his forehead bruised.

BANG

Naruto fell to the ground trying to keep away from the bullet, but still he wouldn't let go of the body he was carrying. Sasuke couldn't help himself. He ran towards his blond, shielding him with his body.

"Leave him! He's dead!"

"No! Ahh!" Naruto fell to the ground, clutching his thigh.

Panting and looking at Naruto franticly, Sasuke tried to help Naruto up. "Stand up!"

"I can't!"

"Stand up!"

"My leg is shot!"

He started dragging Naruto away from the bullets, the tear gas, the high pressure water the police was aiming at them. The other men helped, but they weren't getting away fast enough.

"Just go!" Naruto screamed at Sasuke. "I'll be fine."

"Shut up!" Sasuke started grabbing at Naruto's shirt who was slapping his hand away, in attempts to get a better hold of him. His heart was beginning to ache, his hands were covered in crimson, and...

"Fuck! Are they declaring war on us?" A guy shouted as he ran past them.

Right then, an excruciating beam of high pressure cold water hit Sasuke in the back. He fell to the ground, and looked towards the vehicle spraying the water as it turned it's canon towards another batch of people standing by the other side of the street. People were handing on both side of the car trying to pull the soldier off of it so the water would stop. Instead, he just kicked them and drove over them.

Sasuke's heart would have stopped at the scene. He would have cussed at that cruel traitor who was killing his own people. Yet, he didn't get a chance. The soldier had noticed them, and was turning the spray against them again.

Sasuke stood up, waving his hands in surrender, "Stop! He's injured! Stop!"

BANG

The sound almost deafened him. He turned around gulping. Naruto was on the concrete, a snipers bullet stuck in his bleeding forehead. Time stopped.

Sasuke kept standing looking down at the corpse. It didn't happen. It couldn't have happened. It was a peaceful demonstration. It didn't happen. Naruto was fine. Naruto was fine. He was fine. But no... a bullet... a bullet...

He fell to his knees next to his baby, hesitating before touching him.

"Naruto," he asked waiting for Naruto to answer back.

He didn't. He was smiling, but still. Dead.

"Naruto!" He screamed, tears flowing down his cheeks. His heart was pounding, chest hovering up and now, body shaking. That tranquil face, almost killed him.

Almost killed him...

What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger? Sasuke slept that day in the streets with a million others. He slept in the streets and fought back till the regime was brought down. Naruto's name and photo were on every TV show with the four hundred other deaths. He was a martyr.

Dying for your country... so granted in songs and movies. But Sasuke could finally understand the lyrics to that old song. Naruto will never die; he will live forever in the pages of history. He will live forever because his death was a wake up call that brought a change desperately needed.

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