A/n: So here we are, at the end of the story. The ending is supposed to be the best part of a book right? But how can I write a perfect ending? Should it be happy, or sad? Tragic or heroic? Every time I ever read a really good series, the last book, for example Nevermore by Robert Patterson, I feel like I had lost meaning to my life. Then I realized that that feeling meant that the book was really good. Will my story leave that feeling in you? Probably not, but hey, I can wish right?
But before we begin, I want to thank all of the people who have stuck through the long crazy updates and the million typos. I want to thank those who have commented and reviewed, criticized, and yelled at me to hurry up and finish. So here it is… the ending.
I do not own Naruto. This is the link to see Sakura's dress: images/search?q=wedding+dress&FORM=HDRSC2&adlt=strict#view=detail&id=91D56DC14309D4F188AA2CEC2439 2275FA46DA0E&selectedIndex=47
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Sakura
There was blood everywhere. The floor was stained with it. My white and pink wedding dress now splattered in deep crimson. His body. Sasuke's body. Oh god, why is the world spinning. He's lying there, on the floor, covered in blood in the middle of the street. I can't move, I can't breathe. Why? Why? Why?
"Sa-," I looked down at his face, his eyes barley open, his mouth straining to speak, "Kura."
"Don't talk," I said finally being able to move my legs to kneel down by his side, "Please, don't talk. Naruto is coming with an ambulance. Just wait," I hadn't realized I was crying until my voice hitched in my throat, "Just hold on." I felt the tears fall from my face, hitting the soft fabric of his black suit. I felt him raise his hand against my objections and touch my cheek. He's so cold.
"You look-," He touched my hair and I wrapped my arms around his, "so pretty." He said finally after struggling to talk. I watched him close his eyes and open them again with great effort. "What happ—'"
"Sakura!" I looked back to see Naruto running towards me, a couple men dressed in medical scrubs following behind him. In the edge of my vision, I could see flashing lights and a siren seemed to be going off, but I could barley register it. All that mattered was him. "Please be okay," I whispered to him as I watched his eyes close again, his hand going limp in mine.
"Ma'am, you need to move." I looked up to a man in medical scrubs, his red hair cut choppy.
"Gaara?" I asked, my words sounding blank and hollow. Gaara… "No!" I said throwing myself in the way, "Don't hurt him!" I watched as Naruto pulled me away, he was concerned to, but was holding it in. "No!" I screamed, trying to kick free, but to no avail.
"Sakura!" I looked up at Gaara, his light green scrubs and a nametag with his picture. "You need to calm down okay. I can't help Sasuke while worrying about you going into shock." His voice was strong, sober. I went limp in Naruto's grasp and he had to stumble to catch me so I wouldn't fall to the ground. Why is this happening? That truck… why didn't it slow down? Why did that little kid have to be out playing in the parking lot? The questions kept spinning in my head even though I knew the answer. Because Sasuke is good. I could still hear the sound of metal crashing; I could still see Sasuke sprinting over to the little child and pushing him out of the way just in time for the blue hunk of metal to collide with his body. Why this? Why now? Why? Why? Why? Why won't the world stop spinning?
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Naruto
I paced back in forth in the small waiting room of the hospital, my mind trying not to think of the possible outcomes. We've been here for almost twelve hours while Sasuke was in surgery. The whole band was here, waiting in the small room along with me to hear about what had happened and what to expect.
Neji was leaning against the door plane, his eyes closed as Tenten sat next to him, her head leaning against his leg. Shikamaru was holding a quietly sobbing Ino in his arms, and by the look on his face, he felt like crying too. Suigetsu and Karin were sitting in a corner, sharing a small water bottle. And then there was Sakura. She had fainted in my arms, shortly after finding out that her deranged ex was the doctor who had showed up on the scene. I hadn't liked the idea of him caring for Sasuke, but the way he had talked to her, asking her to calm down; I knew Sasuke would be safe. I looked over at her crumpled over in the corner, not crying, but staring off into space. I had tried to talk to her earlier, but only got a few nods and some eye contact. At least she was still there.
I felt Hinata's hand come up and touch my shoulder. She looked so sad; her hair was in a tangled mess, her mascara smeared. She had changed from her wedding attire, which had been a sleek purple bridesmaid dress that reached the floor, into a plain top and a pair of blue pajama bottoms. "Hey," She spoke softly, "maybe you should sit down for a while?" I nodded reluctantly after a few seconds and sat down on the small uncomfortable, ugly green chair next to her.
"Can you go talk to Sakura," I asked her, "get her to change out of her dress?" Sakura's dress originally had been a beautiful white dress with a small train and bodice of cherry blossoms, but now it was ripped at the bottom and covered in blood and dirt from the road; her hair, which was in curls, was now deflated and seemed to have lost its bright color.
I watched as Hinata went over and kneeled next to Sakura, and, after a few words were exchanged, Sakura let Hinata grab her arm and help her up. They were almost to the door when Gaara walked in, his medical mask pulled down, a few drops of blood on his sleeve. Sakura backed away a step and seemed to grow whiter than she was. Gaara noticed and took a step back to, respecting her space.
"I'm sorry, but I need to speak to Sasuke's wife alone. One of you may stay with her." The others looked around the room and their gazes met mine, giving me a small nod. Of course, I was the best friend. I watched as the others vacated the room and Gaara flipped through the papers he held in his hands, his eyebrows furrowing. He looked good, different. His hair was actually combed and his face looked aged. A few years ago he was an idiotic child hooked on drugs, now he was a sober doctor?
"You two have not legally been married yet?" He asked with concern in his eyes as he looked at Sakura. She seemed to resurface, her harms coming up to hug herself.
"No, we were on our way into the church when… the truck didn't even stop." Her voice was so lifeless and Gaara bit his lip.
"Considering the fact that you are not legally married I cannot legally release the information to you," Sakura's face fell even more, "but I have never really been too good at staying within the limit of the law. Sasuke's condition is stable. He is sleeping right now and once you get someone here that is related to him, then you can go see him." Sakura smiled a sad, almost heartbreaking smile and hugged Gaara, her face burying into his chest as she started to cry in joy. I felt the tension release from my chest and I fell into the seat. Pulling out my phone, I called the only person I knew.
"Hello?" A muffled voice answered and I almost cringed, forgetting that it was four in the morning. Right now, all I could l hope for was that he would be in somewhat a good mood.
"Hey, Itachi, it's Naruto. Can you come to the hospital? I know you don't really like you brother, but—"
"What happened to him?!"He asked interrupting me before I could finish. I could hear rustling in the back ground and was surprised by the urgency in his voice. Itachi never seemed to really care about Sasuke before.
"He got hit by a car at the wedding reception yesterday, haven't you watched the news? It was all over the television."
"I was at a company board meeting all day. Is he alright?"
"Yeah, he's stable, but they won't let Sakura into the room since they aren't married yet. We need a relative to—"
"I'm already in my car." I heard Itachi hang up and was surprised by the way he had acted; perhaps he did really care about his brother. Or maybe it was because of Sakura.
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Itachi
I heard my phone go off, its piercing ring echoing through the house. I let out a low scowl and looked at the time. I wasn't going to answer it, but on the fourth ring I was too annoyed to ignore it.
"Hello?" I answered trying to send my death glare through the phone. It's four in the morning, what the hell could be going on. When I heard Naruto's voice however, I almost dropped the phone, because something bad must of happened for him to randomly call me.
"Hey Itachi, It's Naruto. Can you come to the hospital? I know you don't—"
"What happened to him?!" All I heard was car and hit, the rest of his words were lost to me as I quickly jumped from my bed and rushed to my closet, throwing on a black tee and a pair of jeans. I didn't bother to look at my hair. The line was silent and I realized Naruto had asked me a question. "I was at a meeting all day." I told him, which was true. I had been negotiating a company merge in Hong Kong, and I had just gotten home from the plane an hour ago in complete exhaustion. "Is he alright?" I asked, only hearing the word yeah.
I zoned out again, grabbing the keys to my silver Lamborghini Reventon and quickly opening the door. "I'm already in my car." I said, hanging up as I peeled out of my garage. I was at the hospital in less than five minutes.
When I walked into the small waiting room, it was like walking into hell. Everyone there was exhausted and Sakura was sitting alone in the corner. I had known they were getting married, and was going to attend their wedding even though I didn't necessarily like Sakura being with Sasuke rather than me, but a meeting had come up that was mandatory for me.
Her dress was a disaster and so was her make-up from crying, but when she looked up and noticed me, she smiled a relieved almost heartbreaking smile and I cursed at myself for taking so long to get here. "Itachi," She whispered giving me a hug,"you came."
"Of course, now let's go see him." I said leading her into the hallway and up the elevator. When we reached Sasuke's room, Sakura rushed quickly to his side, and I felt a small drop happen in my chest. He was hurt pretty badly, a long scratch from his forehead down to his shoulder. A few bruises decorated his skin. I watched as Gaara, another one of Sakura's ex's came into the room, wearing green medical scrubs and a white labcoat.
"Hello," he said nodding in my direction. I nodded back and watched as he flipped through his clipboard. "Let's see, a sprained ankle, broken collarbone, left arm broken in two places, sprain on the right wrist. There are also a few bruised ribs and other than that a few scrapes and bruises. No damage to his head thankfully. It seems that at the last minute he tried to jump up over the hood of the truck, which saved any injury to his brain and spinal cord. From here on out, we just need to let him heal his bones. The most he should suffer from is slight memory loss and a hell of a lot of pain."
I let out a relieved sigh and settled down in the chair next to the bed. I felt some tension release from my chest and I looked over at my younger brother who I had constantly teased and ignored. In moments like this I regret almost everything I had ever done.
"You look worse than I do." I looked up at Sakura and let out a dry laugh.
"Yeah? Cuz' you look like a disaster," I replied, running my hand through my tangled hair. Sakura let a small smile grace her lips and she brushed her fingers through my long hair, easing out the knots and tied it into a ponytail like it usually was.
"You came so quickly, you really do care about him a lot don't you?" I nodded and found myself running a hand through Sasuke's hair, moving it away from the cut on his head.
"He's my brother." I said simply, "Even though he won't believe it, I'll always be here." Sakura smiled again and walked over to Sasuke, her pale hand caressing his cheek.
" I think he'd always be there for you too."
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Sakura
I saw Sasuke stir and his eyes open. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to focus and when he smiled, I let out a breath that I hadn't know I was holding in. I was quickly at his side, and was holding his hand.
"Took you long enough," I said happily, "starting to think you were trying to find a way to get out of marrying me." He took a moment to reply and his eyebrows furrowed again in confusion.
"Who are you?" He asked and I felt my heart stop. No way. I felt the tears gather in my eyes and Sasuke let out a smirk.
"Just kidding honey." Rage filled up my stomach and I brought my hand down, gently tapping his chest. He let out a small gasp of pain and I left the room with a satisfied smirk on my face.
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Sasuke
"I do." I said proudly holding Sakura's hand in my own. The preacher nodded and turned to Sakura.
"And do you Sakura take Sasuke Uchiha to be your lawful wedded husband through sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, to cherish and to hold, till death do you part?" Sakura looked at me and smiled, one of her beautiful smiles.
"Well of course," She said causing a few people to giggle, "I do."
"Then you may give kisses to the misses." And I did just that.
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Sakura
2 years later
"Are you ready?!" I screamed, getting a thousand replies from the crowd. Sasuke came behind me and nodded, the others also giving a positive signal. "Alright, here we go!"(Cascada- Evacuate the Dancefloor).
Turn up the music
Let's get out on the floor
I like to move it
Come and give me some more
Watch me gettin' physical
And out of control
There's people watchin' me
I never miss a beat
Still the night
Kill the lights
Feel it under your skin
Time is right
Keep it tight
Cause it's pulling you in
Wrap it up
Can't stop cause it feels like an overdose
(Feels like an overdose)
Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
Everybody in the club
Evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Everybody in the club
Stop, this beat is killing me Hey, Dr. DJ lets burn the place down to the ground
My body's aching
System overload
Temperatures rising
I'm about to explode
Watch me I'm intoxicated taking the show
It's got me hypnotized
Everybody step aside
Still the night
Kill the lights
Feel it under your skin
Time is right
Keep it tight
Cause it's pulling you in
Wrap it up
Can't stop cause it feels like an overdose
(Feels like an overdose)
Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me
Hey, dr. DJ let the music take me underground
Everybody in the club
Evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Everybody in the club
Stop, this beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
Come on and evacuate
Feel the club is heating up
Move on and accelerate
Push it to the top
Come on and evacuate
Feel the club is heating up
Move on and accelerate
You don't have to be afraid
Now guess who's back with a brand new track
That got everybody in the club going mad
So everybody in the back
Get your back up on the wall and just shake that thang
Go crazy, yo lady, yo baby
Let me see you wreck that thang
And drop it down low, low
Let me see you take it to the dancefloor, yo
Everybody in the club
Evacuate the dancefloor
Everybody in the club
I'm infected by the sound
Everybody in the club
Stop, this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
Oh, oh, evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is killing me
Hey, Mr. DJ let the music take me underground
Everybody in the club
Evacuate the dancefloor
Oh, oh, I'm infected by the sound
Everybody in the club
Stop, this beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ let's burn this place down to the ground
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Sakura
The show was pretty short, and after it was over we all met in the greenroom, sitting around on the couches laughing together about stupid things. Sasuke had his hand around my shoulders and I leaned into him smiling. "We are so lucky to have each other." I said, the room quieted and everyone smiled. "Let's make a promise," I said sitting up and grabbing my half drunk beer, raising it to the sky. "We will always be happy, we will always be awesome, and most importantly," I said looking at everyone, "We will always, no matter what anyone thinks or says, no matter what society wants, we will always be us."
Everyone raised their drinks to the air and I smiled, taking a drink. This was us. This would always be us.