Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto; it is owned by Masashi Kishimoto. Supergirl is owned by the CW, CBS, DC COMICS and Warner Bros. I own nothing. I am just a humble fan.

Author's Note: Hello everyone, I am back from my self-imposed vacation with this short story. I apologize, but I need to get this out. There were too many personal and family issues, along with health-related ones. I deleted old stories and sent them to a friend, which he will upload at a later time. Seeing my grandmother deteoriating in front of my eyes gave me a lot of pain, and my grandmother used to be the stalwart of my family. I needed time off and a break.

I have a new job now, and I finally secured a specialist appointment for my grandmother in this fucking COVID-19 pandemic we are going through. I am hoping I pass probation and I can find an answer for my grandmother's suffering.

I am not returning full-time to writing, this story is to test the waters and get me ready for future stories that I will be helping to write and some ideas to start in possibly 2022. Updates for this will be maybe once a week. Special thanks to Aragorn II Elessar and MultiverseNaruto for their continued support and encouragement to get me back to writing, something I like to do.

This story is based off an old idea. It will be starting from Season 3, Episode 1. It is about how Kara is coping with the loss of her Daxamite lover Nar-El, and how the Original Naruto was able to mend and heal her broken heart, and in turn, she healed his. It will be a max pairing of two women. I am no longer writing harems, they are far too much work for me. I hope you will give this story a chance, and I promise to do my best to not delete anything anymore, I hope. This idea was also inspired by "Lost and Found" made by Aragorn II Elessar, great story by the way.

Without further ado, let us begin.

Prologue- She hurts like the rest of us

She was walking through a wheat field, a blonde-haired woman dressed in white admiring the scenery and color of the bright sky and warmth of the sun, as its rays were shining on her. As she brushed her hands across the plants, she could feel a hand gently grasp hers, as she smiled as a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, as a kiss graced her neck.

She turned around slowly and gasped as she saw her handsome lover's face. She gently leaned in and kissed him, savoring the taste of his lips, as they silently dueled with one another. She wrapped her arms around him, and gently broke the kiss as she joined her forehead with his, and gently massaged his cheek with her hands.

Her lover brushed away her unshed tears as they hugged each other and were lost in each other's embrace. Soon enough, the embrace was broken as her lover nudged her to see an important sight as the woman gasped again.

A brown-haired woman had turned around and smiled at her, as she walked closer. It was her mother, her long-lost mother that she lost when her home was destroyed. She was surprised by all of this and was confused, as she looked at her lover in confusion. He simply smiled and nodded at her, as she tearfully embraced her mother.

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The woman, known as Kara Zor-El, aka Kara Danvers, aka Supergirl, opened her eyes and sighed in pain as her dream ended. She was hovering in the air, as she focused herself to listen to what she needed to. She was the protector of National City, its Guardian, a hero who worked for the DEO along with her sister to protect National City from both foreign and domestic threats. However, who would protect her when she was in pain and suffering from hurt?

Shaking her head and clearing her mind, she heard the sound of sirens as a robbery was taking place. She moved through the air as she honed in on their location.

Her sister was in a car chasing down an armored convoy carrying stolen, advanced weaponry left over from the Daxamite Invasion left over a year ago. The armed assailants had shot grenades and missiles, as her sister Alex weaved her way through harm. She had finally caught up to the convoy, as the back of the truck opened up to reveal a large machine-gun wielding man. Before the man could shoot her, the cavalry had arrived and not a moment to soon.

Her sister stood in the line of fire as she mock-yawned and laughed as the bullets harmlessly bounced off of her. She shook her head.

"If you know the bullets do not work, why do you keep trying?"

She tore the machine gun from him, as he tried to escape. As he went outside of the convoy, she met him on top of the truck. He pulled out an electrified baton, and tried to attack her with it, as she decided to toy with him. He hit her with the baton, only for her to grab his face and laugh at him.

"Pathetic."

She backhanded him, as he was blasted off the truck, and landed harshly in the grass as he did his best to limp away. She noticed the truck nearing a family, as she got in front of the truck and stopped it with her palm.

"Supergirl, you are the best."

Pretending she did not hear him, she flew away, as her sister neared the crash site.

"Madam, she no longer stops for autographs."

Alex sighed. An entire year had passed, but Kara was unable to move on. Then again, who could blame her if they truly knew why she was hurting so much.

"No, that's not it. Her heart…, its broken."

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She opened her eyes as she once again woke up to another day of feeling numb and in emotional pain The curtains were closed and her loft felt dark and cloudy; a representation of the pain she felt in her life. She took a shower and got dressed as she sat down and had a simple breakfast.

As she finished her breakfast, her eyes fell upon a small photo frame of her and her deceased lover kissing her cheeks, as she was smiling. She shed a tear as she held this photo close to her heart.

Her relationship with Nar-El was initially not an easy one. Nar-El was from the planet Daxam, a planet of slavers and hedonistic people. Daxam was the sister planet to Krypton and for 100 years the two planets were involved in a bloody war. No one knew who started the fight, but both people viewed each other with extreme negativity.

When Nar-El found himself on Earth, Kara thought the worst him and attacked him as she believed that he made an attempt on the President's life. Their image of each other did not get better, especially since he knocked her on her ass and beat her in single combat. Though she had spent more than a decade on Earth, he was well trained and could fight very well.

It had taken quite a while, but slowly, she had understood that he too had suffered a deep loss in his life. He had easily admitted who he was, and made no qualms about hiding his identity as Daxam's crown prince. Slowly but surely, he had broken her misconceptions about all Daxamites while also helping her to realize that even Krypton did things they had no right to be proud of. He helped her to be less righteous, and to focus more on the varying shades of grey of being a hero.

She could not believe when it happened, but he had actually won her over. She had truly fallen hard for him, and he too fell for her so deeply. They went through many trials, but the two of them consummated their relationship. It had felt so good for her to give her virginity to him. He was sweet, gentle, and kind to her.

She truly believed that she could have it all. She could have family, the great career, and a beautiful, enduring love. However, it all came crashing to a halt when his mother arrived on Earth wanting him to return home. Nar had refused and chose to stay with the woman he loved. His mother Rhea could not tolerate her son with a Kryptonian, and so used one of Kara's friends, Lena Luthor, to create a device that could be used for good, but was co-opted into bringing an invasion force to Earth.

The battle had been won by Earth with the help of Superman and Martian Manhunter, but the cost was great. In her arms, she watched her lover suffocate to death, as he protected her from his mother. The Daxamites had retreated in defeat due to their lead allergy polluting the Earth. She sobbed and shed many tears that day; it was not fair, not fair at all.

An entire year had passed since that incident, and her heart and soul refused to heal from such trauma. She had quit her job at CatCo recently and poured all her attention fulltime into being a hero. She refused to be weak, sad, and pathetic Kara Danvers, and instead wished to be cold Kara-Zor El.

However, for the first time, she wanted to share her sorrows with others. There was a school that was holding meetings about trauma and pain. She had attended many sessions but refused to share. Today was the day she would. As everyone was about to leave, she spoke up.

"Excuse me, I have something to say."

"Go ahead, my dear. It warms my heart that you are ready to talk."

"I was new to this country. I lost my family and my home. My cousin had abandoned me to live with others. Even though I love my sister, I hate the fact that I was forced to be adopted by others. My life was not easy. I had to learn a new language and adapt to new things.

One day, I found a great job, a job that made me feel like I was doing something. And then, I fell in love. I hated his guts, but one day, he stole my heart, and I stole his. I wanted to marry him, make him mine forever. And then, the Daxamites came and he died in my arms. I cannot get the image out of my head."

"For an entire year, I am just numb, trying to live, trying to move on. I know I should move on, I know I should keep fighting, and live for my family. Yet, how do I get past this? How can I move on from losing my love? How can I love another?"

"Please…, answer me, Dr. Thompkins. How…, how do I move past this? How do I find peace in my heart once more? How do I say goodbye to the man I loved, the man that was taken from me. Please…, answer me."

The tears that fell from Kara's eyes stunned everyone into silence. They truly had no answer for her dilemma.

If only Kara realized that there was someone like her who was suffering in the world; A familiar blonde-haired, hyperactive knucklehead. He is the most unpredictable man who would bring peace and happiness to her heart and soul once more. And in turn, she would soothe and ease his heart and soul. However, they needed to find each other first.

Life had its own way of bringing two lost souls together.

Chapter End

Well everyone, that is the chapter. Please read and review generously. I hope you all like it. Give it a chance, it could be your new favorite. The Worldkillers will be the opponents of this story. And soon, we will see Sam Arias and Ruby make their appearance in this story.

If you have ideas and questions, do let me know. I am happy to talk. Stay safe and much well wishes to you all and your families. Enjoy what is left of 2021.