AU: Ok! Here is the final chapter, hope you enjoyed.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
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The now smaller group traveled the next morning, in the middle of the raindrops that were the size of marbles, on the Karuno Highway, since it was deserted of any cars. Many of people were walking out of the city, some with no or very little clothes on. As the group passed by hundreds upon hundreds of wounded bodies, some vomiting while they walked, they finally realized the extent of the damage. This bomb nearly took out the whole entire city. Kisame was still holding on to Itachi's shoulder in case the weasel needed any support. Itachi was looking paler and paler every minute, coughing up more blood everytime he had one of his episodes. Kisame was frantically worrying about his lover, the shark had always had a soft side for the younger's health and this cough was not helping.
Konan was carrying the baby closer and closer to her chest with every person that passed them. What would have happened to it if they hadn't found it? Hidan was strangely quiet ever since Deidara died, keeping to himself. The blonde was a close friend of his and his death seemed to effect him the most. Kakuzu was worrying about his uke. Hidan was never quiet, it just wasn't in his nature. Kakuzu felt that it was all his fault. Sasori was in his own little La La Land after the blonde passed, not believing in reality or anything. Pein was repeatedly looking back at his little group. Pein, Konan, Hidan, Kakuzu, Sasori, Kisame and Itachi. Thats all who was left. Of all of their life-time friends only seven remained. Pein almost cried.
The group finally arrived to the center of the city, seeing a line of people walking towards one place. Pein squinted and put his hands over his eyes to see farther and gasped. 'The kinder care center! Of course! They always said that was the place to go in a disaster!'Pein smiled and looked back at his group. "There it is! The medical center!" Everyone instantly looked up and smiled at the center, rushing toward it. The group arrived at the center and instantly checked everyone in.
Kisame was getting up from the bed he had been in and walked over to Pein and Kakuzu to see how there's went. "I feel, surprisingly, better." Pein said as he drew Konan close and kissed her. Kisaem sighed and looked at them, "The doctors told me that they would have to keep Sasori to be kind of a therapist for other crazy people while they dealt with the other patients." Kakuzu sighed, "At least he's being helpful in some way. Hidan is resting from the journey." Kisame suddenly looked around, "Did you guys see what room Itachi went into?" They all shrugged and Kisame went up to a doctor to ask. The doctor pointed down the hall with a sad look on his face and Kisame took off into the room.
Kisame rounded the corner into the directed room and instantly noticed something. The room smelled deliciously like the roasted squid that they all loved to eat. He looked around, expecting to find a kitchen of some sort, but only saw bodies. Then he realized it. The smell was coming from the bodies. Kisame ran over to a trash can and vomited at his own previous thoughts. Once he was done he looked around, finally spotting Itachi on an abandoned hospital bed in the back. Kisame rushed over and looked puzzled. "Itachi, why aren't you bandaged up? Why aren't you fixed?" Itachi turned his head towards Kisame, tears prickling his eyes. "Kisame, do you know why all of these people are here?" Kisame shook his head, putting his hand on the weasel, stroking his hair. Itachi grabbed his hand and squeezed, "We are the people who the doctors don't have time or supplies for. Kisame, we are left here to die." Kisame froze, looking at the crying weasel. "I-Itachi... I-" Kisame was cut off by another one of Itachi's many coughing fits.
Once Itachi calmed down, he turned his head towards Kisame and held his hand. "Kisame, I don't have much time left, I know that. But please, hold my hand until I go? I-I just don't want to be alone..." Kisame started crying and held Itachi's hand with both of his own, kissing the fingers softly. Itachi smiled and layed back down, closing his eyes for a rest.
Itachi died later that night, in the same hospital bed with Kisame holding his hand. Itachi died from a disease that plagued his stomach from the nuclear bomb, it was slowly eating him alive. The burns on his back were also infected and caused a great deal of damage to the weasel. And all of this, just from a bright flash and a pair of Angel wings....
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AU: Thats it! I'm done! Kami, I said I wouldn't cry! *crying noises being heard in the backround*
Addicted2: *patting her back* And that's the end folks!
