Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto in anyway. Copyright goes to kishimoto and Shonen Jump. This is but FANfiction.

Warning: Rushness; Grammar; OOCness; Yaoi; Lemon; swearing; repetitiveness (I'm a repetitive person) and anything you notice that isn't on this list but is on this list.


Writers note - READ!

Hello everyone!
It's been a long time since I wrote this story, a good couple of years now, and I'm now back on it.
EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER has been RE-WRITTEN and has been STAMPED at the BOTTOM with the DATE it was re-posted, if you haven't read a chapter with the dates:

5th may 2013 or 6th May 2013

I recommend you go back and read them since now it makes more sense and less stupid.


Everyone had pondered on Sasukes words, after all, it had also been Narutos last words. If Naruto had been stuck in an endless loop of that one day. It must have been hell for him to live with it, to re live every moment, they had shared Narutos pain and understood why he had escaped in that kind of way. It had been a week since Naruto died and the Kyuubi had been resealed, not in a person this time, but in a jar with the help of the Sand village.
It took a while but they finally got Narutos body back, allowing them to see him one last time before his funeral.
They had organized his funeral, the whole village was to attend, whether why they liked it not, Naruto was a good kid, he derserved to be sent off respectively.

Everyone dressed up in black and carried roses, it had been just like the 3rds funeral. They stood in lines, and walked slowly up to his grave, one by one placing down the rose. Many villagers scoffed and said good ridence, leaving them being kicked and punched by Jiraya and Tsunade. Chased by Kakashi nin-dogs and glared at by the sharingan eyes.

No one was taken lightly if they dared to show disrespect. But all though there was the many who didn't care, there was equal amount of people who cried. Children who had played with Naruto, Konohamaru and his friends. The villagers who Naruto had helped and the old man and his daughter at the ramen stall. They all cried in grief.

When it was all over, the teams all stayed behind with Iruka, Tsunade and Jiraya. Doing their own little speeches for the blond. They each bid each other goodbye. Leaving team 7 on their own.

Sasuke kneeled on the ground and hugged Narutos grave. He felt so heartbroken and lost, he'd rather forget revenge, if it meant Naruto could live.
"Sasuke-Kun...we should go now.." Sakura spoke softly, she hadn't really had much contact with Sasuke this past week. She couldn't look him in the eye when knowing Naruto was dead, it hurt as it just reminded her, but little by little, she was facing Sasuke, being there for Sasuke.
"I...want to be alone for a bit.." mumbled Sasuke, still holding on to Naruto grave.

Sasuke had been given the all clear 3 days ago, he was still monitored now and then, and was staying with Kakashi, but now he was allowed to go places on his own.

Kakashi and Sakura nodded and left Sasuke as he desired; alone.

Sasuke waited until they were out of ear shot, before he began to pray, he had been praying this past week, and he continued to pray now. He prayed that none of this had happened, that this was nothing more than a bad dream.
To have Naruto standing beside him now.

He regretted it all.
Most of all, he regretted the three little words he didn't get to tell the blond.

His tears began to gather on the new grass below him, shining a brilliant blue. Sasuke opened his eyes at the brightest and stared at it in surprise. He made no attempt to run from it, nor an attempt to grab it.

What was it?

"Is that you Naruto?" He whispered. "Is this your light? It's as bright and blue like your eyes, I can feel your warmth emitting from it...Naruto..." The blue light wrapped around Sasuke, as if hugging him. Sasuke leaned into it's embrace and closed his eyes. It felt so nice.


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