Author Note: If you are now going to read this epilogue I guess that you've taken the time to read the rest of my story. For that I thank you for taking the time to do so. I hope that you've enjoyed this story just as much as I had while writting it. I won't take up more of your time so enjoy this ending. Once again thanks to Neko-chan for helping with the beta-ing, she did all the beta-ing in this epilogue. Kaara, get well soon. Thank you, Neko-chan.
Pairings: None. This is a none-romantic story. Well, it may have some love in some form but in that case I missed it.
Rating: Look at the seetings below the link to this story to find out.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. All original charakters belong to Kishimoto
Upon A Bloody Dream
Written by Monkan and Beta Read by Neko-chan
Epilogue - Hold My Hand, I Will Always Stay With You
The curtain of the open window fluttered with the wind. No one was inside the empty room, decorated only by a bed and a nightstand. The bed covers was made and what hanged over the sides moved slightly. The air was mildly warm and sometimes, a lonely cloud would block the sunrays.
Outside stood a nurse in her white dress and watched her long time patient from a distance. It had been two years since he had arrived at the hospital but it had only been five months since he started to show signs of consciousness. Still, he would never be the same person as he used to be. His mind was too messed up and shattered to ever recover anything of importance. He couldn't even write, read or even walk. Now he was like a little child who saw the big world for the first time.
She watched as the blond patient stood up from the ground and looked up at some birds that chirped merrily on the tree. He smiled as he reached out with his hand to them. He soon lost interest and walked over the grass towards his favourite spot.
"How's our patient doing?" A doctor in a white lab coat asked as he approached the nurse.
"Doctor," she greeted. "He's making amazing progress but at times it seems like he's in another world."
"Uzumaki Naruto," The doctor gave a soft sigh. "Is he giving you a hard time?"
"No, not at all." the nurse said, shaking her head. "There hasn't been trouble at all with him. He's really sweet and kind. It's hard to believe that he's the same person two years ago."
"Maybe..." he let the sentence trail off into silence.
They continued to watch Naruto when suddenly he stumbled over his own feet and fell to the ground. The nurse hurried over to him and helped him up.
"Are you all right?" She asked.
Naruto stood up and smiled at her. "Ok!" He said before noticing something. He looked around in search of what was missing. The doctor came up to them. Naruto then looked at a few trees of cherry blossom and he found what he was looking for. After saying 'Thank You' to the nurse he took of in a rush toward the blossom.
There was a person waiting for him there among the cherry pedals. He wasn't even out of breath when he was at the base of the tree; he looked up and smiled happily.
"Found you!" He said in a cheerful voice. He reached up toward the person that sat on one of the lowest branches among the pink blossom with a smile. The youth in the tree had a smile on his lips too as he swung his legs so he could sit up. Blond strands of hair fell into his face as he bent forward so he could reach down to the hand.
Without much difficulty, Naruto soon was on the same branch and he looked up into the mass of cherry blossom. Some of the petals floated lazily in the air as the wind pulled them away. The other person saw how fascinated Naruto was by them. With his hand, he chose a few flowers that floated near him and held them towards the blond.
"Did you know that this flower was originally white?" he asked.
Naruto shook his head. "Why are they pink now?" he asked curiously as he looked into the face of a complete duplicate of himself. Blond hair, whisker marks, same body and face structure. The only difference was that his eyes were red instead of blue.
"It's because under each Sakura tree there's a corpse buried and when the trees suck up the blood from that corpse, the petals of its flowers turn pink."
Slowly, the petals he was holding fell from his hands and it almost looked like blood dripped among them, making them heavy and instead of floating away like they should, the petals fell onto the branch.
In the distance, the sound of a flute could be heard. It played a beautiful and mysterious tone; it almost looked like the blossom was dancing to the music as they heard the tones. Slowly, the person stopped playing and put the flute away inside his clothes. He stood up and without a last look toward the blond and the ghostly twin next to him on the tree, the man walked away.
The dark colour of his coat made his golden eyes stood out even more. He didn't say anything as he walked past different people and no one seemed to give him a second glance. They all acted like they didn't see him. He walked out the hospital and down the street among the small crowd that filled the streets. He walked through the mall looking from person to person just like he was searching for someone. He didn't stop until he was standing under the stone faces in the mountain and over looked Konoha. The cracks were still there and there was a long crack across the fourth face but the ground had been fixed and there was no other sign of the devastation that had occurred two years ago.
The golden-eyed youth looked at the view in front of him before he sat down on the rail, facing the town. He drew out a few cherry flowers from his coat and held them in his palm. Without much effort, the wind grabbed a hold on the pedals and whisked them away from the pale hand and out over Konoha.
"Who should I play with next?"
The End!
Author Note: As this is the end of this story I really want to know what you think about it. All Feedbacks are wellcomed. Thanks you to every one that have taken the time to read this story.
