Somewhere Out There Song by: James Ingram and Linda Ronstadt

Somewhere out there,
Beneath the pale moonlight, Someone's thinking of me,
And loving me tonight

Somewhere out there, a raven-haired boy heaved a heavy sigh, as he ran a finger along the deep gash Kabuto had delivered him that day. He drew back the curtains to let the silver moonlight pour into his tiny, unfurnished room. It always made him feel less claustrophobic this way. He rested his exhausted body against the window sill while staring out into the dark night sky. Except for the large moon which hung just above the tree tops, it was an endless stretch of pitch black. Much like his state of mind at present. The blackness being the emptiness which lurked within, while the glowing moon being her.

Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
Then we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.

Somewhere out there, a pink haired girl studied the silver-framed photo on her bedside table. It was the one taken of them back when they were just Genins. Kakashi-Sensei had stood behind them, his visible eye crinkled in a subtle smile and his gloved hands rested atop each of the boys' heads. Naruto stood to her right, a wide, toothy grin plastered upon his whiskered face. Sasuke stood to her left, brooding as usual, his hands stuffed deep within he pockets. Her fingers subconsciously drifted towards him, as she slowly traced his lithe form.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing
On the same bright star,

No, no. An onyx eyed boy shook his head; she could not have been the moon. For no matter how beautiful, the moon had its flaws- crevices so deep one could stumble in and never climb out again. If anything, she would be that bright star that had just emerged beside the moon. Flawless, brilliant, bright and hopeful. He had heard once that if one wished upon a star, his wish would definitely come true. But right now, they were miles and miles apart, as far as the moon was from the star. It would be impossible. And then again, since when had she, the star of his life, failed to grant his wishes? Maybe, just maybe…

And when the night will start to sing
A lonesome lullaby, It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the
Same big sky.

"Sasuke-kun," she whispered, her palm on the glass. It was cold. Like his heart, she added bitterly. Hot tears welled up behind her eyes, and she fought hard to keep them back. "Just spill them out, Loser!" Inner Sakura spat venomously. Tears. They couldn't turn back the wheels of time. And even if she'd shed enough to fill an ocean, it wouldn't have been enough to bring him back. She clenched her fists, she was just so weak, and… and "annoying." The words stabbed at her heart like a thousand kunai. If she'd only be able to travel back in time, turn back the hands of the clock. Maybe, just maybe she could have stopped him.

Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,

There was a sudden burst of light as her room erupted into nothingness. She shrieked, only to find her voice lost in the endless whiteness that enveloped her. Green. It was the first thing she noticed. She was in the same grass field where they'd taken that photo so many years back! Warmth. It was the next thing she noticed. The surface beneath her palm was warm, unlike the glass she had previously been clutching. Her breath caught in her throat. It was a palm, slightly calloused and pressed up against her own. It belonged to Sasuke.

Then, we'll be together,

His large palm rested against hers, face was barely inches from hers. Onyx eyes wide as saucers stared back at emerald green, mirroring her shock. "Well, quit staring at each other and come here!" The insanely loud voice of a bouncing Naruto broke them from their daze. Beside him stood their rather amused Sensei.

"Smile your best for your Genin team photo!"

Somewhere out there, out where dreams, come true.

Their dreams had come true.