A/N: For the end of this chapter, I highly reccomend going to YouTube and looking up the song 'Sunset in Equestria'. Very fitting.


Itachi… remembered hearing screaming… Kisame? Mizuki?

Why were they crying? No, don't cry…


He woke up in a vast desert: the heat not unpleasant but like that of a warm blanket. He looked above him, since he was laying down, and saw a sky filled with warm, pink stars.

"Everyone's a child waitin' to be born…" Itachi flinched when he heard a voice, moving his head so he could see if anyone was around.

There was a figure… hopping down the road towards him. However, when she was finally close enough for him to discern her appearance, he wasn't at all afraid.

In the guise of a kangaroo dressed in a burgundy and white cloak, a pink-hat decorated with flower petals, and bells attached to her long, curled tail, the great Kanga-Mage smiled as she set her travel bag on the ground.

"Looks like you've been doing a good job these past few months then," She gently pressed her hand onto his stomach, nodding, "A tad earlier than I expected: this one was supposed to be born in the winter… But I don't suppose they'll mind…" The great Kanga-Mage looked up and winked: a single star reflecting the action, "Didn't think it."

"Excuse me…" Itachi asked, hissing as a shot of pain rushed through his body, "But am I really about to have a baby?"

"Mm-hm." The Kanga-Mage nodded, getting a fragrant blossom, a knife, a basin of warm water, and a knife out of her bag, "Don't worry, you're in good hands. Most people don't ever get to see me, so count yourself lucky."

"But…" Itachi bit his lip, "I wanted him to be here…"

"Don't worry, he is." The Kanga-Mage hummed, pressing the blossom into Itachi's mouth, "Chew this exactly 16 times before swallowing."

"Okay…" Itachi said around the blossom, "Is this going to hurt?"

"Are you chewing that blossom?" The Kanga-Mage asked. Itachi nodded, "Then it shouldn't be unbearable."

"I'm tired…" Itachi whispered, about to close his eyes. The abrupt sound of shattering glass ripped through the area, everything going dark.

"Nu-uh!" The Kanga-Mage snapped, shaking the weasel-demon, "You can't sleep durin' this! You'll both die if you do!"

"What?" Itachi shouted, nearly bolting up. But the kangaroo kept him down and asked,

"How many times have you chewed that blossom?" Itachi thought for a moment before he answered,

"15."

"Chew once more and swallow so we can get started then!" Itachi followed her advice, immediately being over taken by a numbing sensation from his stomach down.

"What was that?" Itachi gasped, "Why can't I feel my legs?"

"Oh, the anesthesia blossom's taken effect! Quickly now," She picked up her knife, Itachi immediately tensing up at the sight of it, "Calm down, you're going to stress the baby."

"Easier said than done!" Itachi snapped back, the Kanga-Mage shook her head,

"You won't feel anything. Besides, I know what I'm doing."


True to her word, Itachi didn't feel anything but the slightest pinches and running of wetness that he wasn't sure whether it was blood or the water that had been brought… And the occasional feeling of his skin yielding to the knife.

"Okay then…" The Kanga-Mage hummed as she worked, making sure that she didn't pierce anything she didn't need to. "One more cut and… Oh! I see the head!"

That single star above shimmered.

But that sound of glass sounded again, the area darkening. "Wake up!" The kangaroo snapped, rapping the handle of the knife on Itachi's hand.

"Hey!" The weasel-demon snapped back. The kangaroo only smiled,

"You're almost done. Pretty swift too, we've only been here 10 hours!"

"What part of that is swift to you?" Itachi groaned, shivering as he felt like something was being pulled out of him.

"And here… we…" The star in the sky slowly dimmed out as crying filled the air, "Are!"

"What?" Itachi blinked, looking over as the kangaroo wrapped the gently fussing wriggling bundle in a blanket. He tried to sit up and get a better look, but the Kanga-Mage shook her head,

"You should really wake up now."

"But I'm not sleeping." Itachi insisted, still trying to see his child. But the Kanga-Mage repeated herself,

"Wake up 'Tachi…"


"Come on 'Tachi…" In the highest-quality room in the Adamant Sea Medical Research Center, Kisame had been sitting vigil over Itachi's unconscious body: medical machines beeping and hissing around them.

There was also a bassinette set next to the weasel-demon: Kisame keeping a close eye on it as he gently prayed for the other to just open his eyes.

"Please…" He whispered, grasping Itachi's hands in his own, "Itachi, you can't leave me like this. Yes, I know that I'm sounding selfish: there are others who are worried for you too… But I can't lose you! Wake up, damn it! Wake up…"

A rustling from the bassinette made him stop: he was probably being too loud.

The room was silent: only the machinery beeping and hissing around them –

"…same…"

"Huh?" Kisame stood up, hoping that he had heard something and his heart wasn't playing tricks on him. But there was a gentle squeeze on his hands before tired red eyes slowly opened.

"Please don't ever cry again…" Itachi rasped out, lack of hydration evident, "Promise me?"

"Promise!" Kisame nodded excitedly, wrapping the other in a near bone-crushing hug. "Thank the gods! Oh, thank the gods!"

"Kisame…" Itachi rolled his eyes, "You're going to give me another injury!"

"Oops!" The bluenette chuckled as he let go, "I'm sorry, it's just…" He didn't get to finish: a soft whining interrupting both parties. Itachi's breathing went still: eyes wide as he asked,

"Is that..?" Kisame smiled and nodded before walking over to the bassinette. He carefully, with a tenderness that Itachi would never have known the shark was capable of, picked up a squirming bundle that had been wrapped up in a warm, rose blanket designed with stars.

"Say hi to mommy…" Kisame smiled before gently uncovering the baby's face. Itachi felt tears roll down his face as he saw the soft, lily-white face marked only by a star-shaped birthmark under her right eye. She had her father's blue hair but, though it had some growing to do, one could tell that it would learn to fall flat like her mother's. She cooed and mewled, opening her eyes to reveal a wide, shiny red.

"Oh my gods…" Itachi whispered, taking the child into his arms: not even caring about how sore he was. "Kisame, she's beautiful!"

"How could she be anything else," Kisame smiled, waving a finger in front of the baby: blinking as she took it in a small, delicate hand, "With you as her mother?"

"Has anyone else seen her?" Itachi asked, smiling as the baby lost interest in her father's finger and was soon entranced by Itachi's hair.

"No," Kisame shook his head, "The doctors only let me in because of how serious the injuries were."

"Injuries…" Itachi whispered, the scenes from before flashing through his mind. Abruptly, he winced, "It hurts. Kisame, please."

"I got it." The shark-demon nodded, taking the baby away so Itachi could get into a position that didn't aggravate his healing wounds. When he settled back down, Itachi beckoned for his daughter (his daughter) to be placed back in his arms.

"What should we name her?" He asked. Kisame wasn't sure,

"Do you have anyone in your family that you would want to name her after? Because my parents will just be happy to see the both of you here and healthy." Itachi shook his head,

"I wish I had my book of 'Kanga-Mage Blessed Names'… Wait a minute." He hummed as he thought, "I remember one…"


A week later, Konoha just then beginning to regain some semblance to normalcy, Sanbi stood in the center of The Remembrance Path in the Crystal Palace: a jar of ink and a sewing needle in his hands as he looked over what he had just finished, spare threads on the floor. He sensed footsteps walking towards him but he recognized the gait.

"I would have thought that you would have been organizing a celebration with your student and his friends." He smiled upon feeling Rokubi's lips on his neck and his arms draping over his shoulders,

"They pleaded with me not to make this all about pomp and circumstance: they just want to rest and appreciate the new day."

"Do you blame them?" Sanbi smirked before kissing Rokubi's hand and asking, "What do you think?", gesturing towards the wall.

"Oh, it's beautiful…" Rokubi whispered in awe.

There was a new tapestry on the Remembrance Path. This one depicted Terram's chosen few, their children watching them, wielding the Instruments of Unity as Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu watched Sanbi slaying Eris once and for all.

A unified effort that brought forth glorious results.


It was sunset in Adamant Falls. The cozy town by the sea back at peace at last. On the beach, around a large blanket covered in different foods and drink, Kakuzu, Hidan, Sasori, Deidara, Zetsu, Tobi, Ivan, Alfred, Sasuke, and Naruto sat: talking and laughing as the children played in the cool, clear waters of the ocean…

Except for Mizuki, who was too busy sitting in Itachi's lap: intently watching his baby sister who lay sleeping in a portable bassinette. "She's my little sister?" He asked Itachi, the weasel-demon nodding.

"Yep," Kisame smiled as the baby opened her eyes and grabbed towards him: asking to be picked up, "Miyu Hoshigaki… Welcome home."


Peace cannot stand without Unity.

And without Unity, there can be no Peace.

Let this lesson be passed on through all generations to come.


A/N: Finally, that saga is done! We can go back to having fun! I mean, thanks for reading everyone! Please review! Oh and about the baby's name: I just like it, it sounds cute!

-Tyranno's girl.