A/N: Great news, I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico and I have created a plot. Yes, you read right, there is a plot simmering within the chapters of this story. Or, the beginnings of one at least. Sorry if I missed any typos, I reread this a million times over.If there were any characters that were OOC, please try to ignore them.

Also, Thanks to everyone that reveiwed, you keep my creative side going.

Semi-important information: I don't really know if this is revelant to the story or not, but just to let y'all know, I usually skip around in the Naruto timeline. It's purely for my own convinence.

Disclaimer: refer to chapter one.

Alright, you know the drill: Read. Reveiw.

Blinking slowly, he extended his arms out like a bird but they caught no air. His heart was pained by the cries for help, as more assaulted his ears. Spreading his arms wider, he tried again to reach them.

When gravity wouldn't let it's hold go Naruto lazily looked down at the quickly advancing earth and closed his eyes.

Only Angels Have Wings

He was falling faster, and was a mere twenty feet away from the ground when Naruto opened his eyes and decided he didn't need wings to fly. Swinging both arms in front of him, he held his palms face down to the earth, putting his feet downward too, and exploded his chakra into the air.

He didn't need to fly, if he could fall with grace.

His eyes flashed an errie red, and the small blue orb of chakra that held him up was englufed in the same red colour, and it swelled up into a massive sphere. Looking up at the distant village again, Naruto beared his now sharpened teeth, and directed the ball of chakra slightly behind him. He leaned forward and released another wave of energy into the ball, launching himself like an arrow into the air and across the sand below.

The large sphere of chakra dissapated behind him as he once again flew through the air, this time with a known target. The village became closer and Naruto realized it was the Sand. Landing on his hands, he took off spriting on all fours. The scars on his cheeks became more prominet and stretched across his vulpine face. An aura of crimson chakra surrounded him and extended out into the shape of nine tails behind him. The village came closer, and the cries more audiable. It was then that Naruto saw the cause for the village's turmoil.

In the middle of the small city, screeching and stalking high above the crowds, was the demon Shukaku.

Sasuke woke up with the sun in his face, his skin aching at his every move from the light red that marred it. Starring up at the few reminents of clouds, he tried to pull his thoughts together. He'd gone from avoiding th riot at the Sound, to sunburnt in his team's old training grounds.

It was then that memories started to flood his hazy mind. He remembered going home. He remembered seeing the spirits of his family. He remembered seeing Kakashi talking to his late teamate all the while never knowing he was there.

The more he remembered, the more his head pounded and the the brighter the sun seemed to be, blinding him. Sheilding his eyes from the unyeilding fireball he rested his forearm across his face.

After remaining like that for a good half hour, Sasuke began to hear voices again. Exasperated with all of the undead lately, he promptly ignored them.

"Is that him?"

"I thought he was dead."

"Be better if he was."

When the voices stopped Sasuke lowered his arm, his eyes still closed to the sun. It was then that he felt a foot knock the wind out of him and an hand grab his collar, pulling him up to face a painted mask.

The Anbu's face was hidden, but somehow Sasuke could sense a sadistic smile behind it.

"Hello Uchiha."

Lee strolled through the blooming scenery, catching a few cherry blossoms as they feel from the branches of the sprouting trees. He always walked around Konoha, twice daily actually. Passing the ninja academy, he felt slightly down and put his hand to his waist where his hitai-ate used to be.

He was heading to the Hokage Tower, planning on speaking to Neji. Lee had seen him and his Anbu team re-entering the village earlier. He knew that Neji had been on another mission, but he didn't know that it was a retreival one, as there'd been no rouge ninja lately. Even though Lee didn't get a good look at him, it looked like a raven-haired, blindfolded man was slung over one of the operative's shoulders.

Clearing his mind of his growing curiousity, Lee continued on his journey. After speaking with his former teammate, Lee would still have an hour before work. He helped catagorize requested missions and hand them out to a team of the matching level. It was dull work, but with his ninja career gone, he had little skills. Beggers couldn't be choosers afterall.

While opening the door to the Hokage tower Lee was hit by said door. As he moved the offensive wooden object out of his range of sight, he saw an irate Saukra storming down the street. All thoughts of conversing with the Hyuuga gone, he ran after the pink-haired woman.

"Sakura-chan, what's the matter?"

Sakura continued walking, seeming to ignore Lee in favour of her own boiling anger.

He reached out to tap her shoulder. "Sakura--"

"Oh, it's Tsunade-sama. I can't believe she wants me to interrogate him. Of all she could ask, why'd she pick me?"

Confused by who 'he' was, he tried again. "Who has Hokage-sama ordered you to interrogate?"

"Sasuke."

Blink. ". . .huh?"

"Sasuke!" she answered again, turning to face him. "He came back Lee. Neji said he found him in one of the training grounds and dragged him here. They're trying to make him talk, to tell them about the Sound or Orochimaru, or even what he's been doing this whole time. But he won't speak to anyone! And Tsunade thought it would be a great idea to see if he'd talk to me."

"And?"

"I refused."

"But I thought you of all people would be happy that he'd return! " Lee thought aloud.

"After all this time, I don't care anymore."

"Sakura!"

"He never cared about anyone else, that's why he left in the first place! So why should I care about him now?" Sakura retorted, suddenly upset.

"Because he's your friend Sakura, more than that, your teammate, and he still means a lot to you, no matter what's happened," Lee replied.

Sakura lowered her head, and Lee thought he heard a few sniffs. She stood there for a little while, thinking as Lee waited.

"I know," she said, sounding defeated. She looked up at Lee, her eyes glazed over with tears. "I'm sorry," she barely managed to say as her voice cracked.

Lee knew she was referring to her attraction to the Uchiha. Sakura had known full and well about Lee's attraction towards her and had soon grown of fond of him. The only problem was that as long as Sakura loved Sasuke, she could never return Lee's fellings.

Despite the pain in his heart, Lee held her as she quietly cried.

A/N: Wow, is it me or did I make Sakura very moody? Hmmm... that and I seem to have the inability to type up decent-sized chapters. Hopefully the next one won't be as shorts the first three.

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