Wonders and Miracles
Disclaimer: I still have yet to find the legal papers necessary for me to own Naruto. Darn.
Author's Note: This is the last chapter. I'm so happy that you guys all liked this story so much! And if anybody's got any story requests, I'll take those. I had some of the most fun writing this one.
Warning: Religious stuff is gonna be all over this story, so if you're gonna get offended, don't tell me about it or don't read it. And if you do tell me about it, don't yell at me.
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"Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark."-Agnes de Mille
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The hideout was nearly entirely gone. The building was still there, but everything that had made it home wasn't there; no colorful blankets draped along the walls, no warm candles, the paintings that Naruto had painstakingly done were mostly washed away, their clothing and instruments. Tsunade and Jiraiya, who'd hidden themselves until the fighting to be able to sneak out the injured, had taken them here because it was the only place that everyone would immediately think of. Tsunade had bandaged up what she could.
"Where do we go now?" Kiba asked, wincing slightly as Tsunade tightened the bandage on his hand. "We can't stay here."
"I say we just pick a direction and stick with it." Naruto suggested, sitting on the stairs.
"You're a genius, Naruto." Sakura told him, a teasing smirk on her face.
"You got a better plan?"
Sakura wisely didn't say much more on the subject.
"Italy sounds like a good idea to me." Jiraiya wanted to put in his two cents. "The prejudice isn't nearly as bad and," he smiled at Naruto, "Artists are pretty valued over there, no matter the race."
Everyone sounded happy at that. They all had their own skills that they could live on, and while Naruto was an incredible acrobat, he loved to paint more than almost anything. The blonde's entire face lit up azure eyes more alive than they'd looked in a long time. He was always lively, but there'd been something missing for a little while, the light having come back a bit when he'd met Sasuke.
Then the rest of his words sunk in and they all went silent in disbelief. They traded looks and glances with each other and shaky smiles emerged on their faces. No matter the race? That was pure heaven to them. Sasuke felt his lips twitch upwards just a bit at the sight of everyone so happy. The smiles morphed into grins and then into laughter. Everyone was hugging each other, the words still sounding like they were from God himself.
Sasuke felt himself get hugged by familiarly strong arms and he turned to look at Naruto, who looked like he probably would've had things been different; Eyes shining, cheeks pulled up into a grin. Naruto was pressing Sasuke close and his head was on his shoulder. "Ne, Sasuke, where are you going to go? Do you wanna come with us?"
"Hm?"
"I…don't think you can exactly stay here. Your dad seems just a tad bit mad at you."
" …Would it really be okay, me staying with you guys?"
"Of course it would! You helped us out! And plus, you're a friend. We're always happy to travel with someone new."
"Alright. I'll stay with you guys."
Naruto's hold tightened and Sasuke half-turned to tell him to loosen his arms, but was met with a warm pair of lips. Sasuke kept still for a minute, before responding, pressing back. Naruto broke the kiss with a delighted look as he buried his face into Sasuke's ebony spikes.
Sasuke felt something murmured into his hair and he rolled his eyes, fighting the urge smirk. "I love you too, Naruto."