Last chappy! Yay! I think, at least, cuz I'm sure all of you absolutely despise me right now, except Angelas…she's been through it all and hasn't cussed at me yet. Yay, Angelas-chan!

Anywho, this chapter takes place about 5 years later. Okay? Timeskips ish good. Got it?

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"Hey, Kisame! Where should I put this?" a tall, thin guy with slicked-back white hair called out, carrying a huge box.

Kisame, now 18, came down a staircase behind the man. "Just anywhere," he replied. "They're linens, they won't break."

The other guy nodded. "Okay," he said, heading out the front door.

The blue-haired man sighed. Even with Hidan helping him, packing for college was extremely stressful and hassling. Not to mention annoying.

Going back up the carpeted staircase, his mind wandered with thought. Okay, I got the linens, the toiletries, my laptop…so why does it feel like I'm forgetting something? He contemplated, as his shoulder clumsily hit the side of a doorway.

Rubbing his shoulder, Kisame heard a 'fwip' and a ruffle. Looking down, he saw a folded piece of Xerox paper on the floor. Confused, hi picked it up and meticulously unfolded it. Realizing that it was his handwriting, he read:

Lessons of a lifetime, learned in a day. Everything, right now, is fleeting.

With a push of a button you can change a life, with your name scratched onto the bullet's side.

Balancing on a blade's edge, our existence is fragile.

The inevitable, the destined, has left me a shell. My essence has ebbed away completely. Nothing left to love, yet nothing left to hurt.

The altered world we live in now is just as tainted as before; if anything, you've helped purify it.

Giving in to my emotion, I scream it out-

COME BACK.

Kisame blinked. He didn't remember writing this. And since when was he this philosophical and dark? It wasn't until he read the postscript that he understood.

R.I.P. Uchiha Itachi

You will be greatly missed.

He sighed. It seemed that he had written the poem after Itachi had died- killed himself- in the eighth grade. No wonder he didn't remember. All he could recall from that time period was the harsh emotions of extreme shock, sadness, loneliness, and grief. As his eyes softened, he realized he had an obligation to fulfill. Without a second thought, he ran out the door.

"Hey! Where the fuck do you think you're going?!" Hidan yelled, putting numerous boxes into a truck while the other guy was running down the street.

"I have to do something," he answered. "I'll be back in a few minutes, tops."

Hidan groaned. "Well, then hurry the hell up."

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The graveyard's gate creaked open, and Kisame let himself inside. It was rather sunny out today, and no fog, so it was much less scary than his first visit here.

Pacing around, he glanced around the yard for the familiar headstones that belonged to his deceased friends. Finally, he found them (luckily they were in very close proximity of each other).

Standing in the middle of the triangle that the gravestones made, Kisame closed his eyes and listened to the wind, which seemed to whisper in his friend's voices.

"Long time no see. How ya been, Kisame-kun?" Deidara's voice seemed to echo in the stillness.

"Dude, I can't tell you how boring it is up here," Sasori's dull tone murmured.

"Oh, my God," the live man said aloud. "You guys…it's been lonely without you, y'know…"

The distant jingle of wind chimes sounded. I'm sorry, Kisame, Itachi's monotone whispered. "Insanity got the best of me. But please, just keep holding out. Keep on going, for me- us."

Kisame nodded. "You got it."

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On the road, Hidan drove. Kisame decided that he had too much to think about.

"You okay?" the white-haired man asked, about a half-hour into the drive. "You haven't said a word for the entire ride."

Kisame watched as the trees and roadsigns swished passed through the truck's window. "Oh, I guess not," he replied distantly, shifting his attention to the clouds. "Actually, I've been conversing with Tach."

Hidan took his eyes off the road for a second to give the blue guy a what-the-hell-did-you-take-your-meds-this-morning look. "Uh, okay…whatever you gotta tell yourself."

The other man wasn't listening; he was too preoccupied with the clouds. Watching the sun shine through the slight gap, he heard drums in the distance…

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Le end. Hope ya liked it. I know this last chappy was kind of short, but it wrapped everything up nicely, in my opinion. Short, drabbly and almost obnoxiously sweet. That's what I like the most. XD

Okay, now you guys can review. And please do so, I really want to know what you thought of this story as a whole.

Just keep in mind that Dei, Sasori and Itachi are always with Kisame, watching him from heaven. Or whatever afterlife you believe in. Whatever have you.