Team 7 Chapter 9, a naruto fanfic

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, so many tears!

Chapter 9

Warmth. Unlike how death is described as being cold Naruto felt warmth but that could be the fact that he was laying in a pool of his own warm blood out under the hot sun. With nothing to do till death finally took him he decided to assess his damage by where he felt pain and what he couldn't feel.

'Lets see. Four broken ribs; two on each side, stabbed in the stomach, dislocated shoulder, opposite hand broken, collapsed lung, bleeding from the head and finally that fucking liquid death that pierced up fucker injected me with. The bastard got me pretty good too, but hehe I got him in the end.'

I wish that I could fly

Into the sky

So very high

Just like a dragonfly

He turned his head and saw Kakashi pulling out a cigarette and his wallet. He smiled when he pulled out a picture, he knew it was the one of Hinata when she was a little girl, he had asked about it a long time ago, but had gotten no answer then. Zabuza had ruffed him up pretty good and the sextuplet he had fought had slashed his wrists so he could barley get the cigarette to his mouth. Going without his cancer meds for too long was affecting his breathing and getting slammed on the ground several times hadn't helped either.

Id fly above the trees

Over the seas in all degrees

To anywhere I please

On his other side Sakura had crawled next to Sasuke and was whispering something to him through tears. Sasuke's knee- caps had been busted in and two of his ribs had pierced his lungs and the skin. Sakura's hands were broken and she was bleeding heavily from where she had been bashed in the head with Baby and her left eye had been practically ruined by a hit from a brass knuckle. Sasuke wiped her tears and brought one of her limp hands to his mouth and kissed it.

Oh I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah, yeah, yeah

"Hey Sasuke!" Naruto wheezed as loud as he could, gaining Sasuke's attention. "Get your lazy ass over here. You've still got arms after all. I need a last favor."

Sasuke dragged himself over letting Sakura tumble down the few inches to the ground. "What you moron?"

"Put my sunglasses on me would ya?"

"You had me drag my dying ass all the way over here just to put your fucking sunglasses on?" Naruto grinned as an answer. Sasuke shook his head and grabbed the nearly crushed piece of metal. The once proud shades were missing a lens and the other was cracked. "You look ridiculous."

"You're not such a beauty queen yourself Sasgay."

"Bastard" Sasuke muttered under his breathe.

"Hey you think anyone will find us before it's too late."

Sasuke starred off into the distance. "It's already too late." Kakashi's head had slumped and the burning death stick had gone out; Hinata's smiling face was clasped tightly to his heart. Sakura hadn't moved since Sasuke left her and her hair was now a wine red instead of its usual bubble gum pink.

Lets go and see the stars

The milky way or even mars

Where it could be ours

"Hey… I love you bro," said Naruto

"Aww I'm touched. I didn't know big bad Kitsune was such a sap."

"Shut up you fag."

"Hey…I love you too." With that Sasuke's arms gave out and he fell to the ground. His ring of grenade rings snapping from the pressure, sending them everywhere.

Lets fade into the sun

Let your spirit fly

Where we are one

Just for a little fun

Oh, oh, oh yeah!

"See you in hell bro." He looked up at the blaring sun and frowned. He raised his hand and flipped it off. 'Always wanted to do that. Now last minute checklist. Hinata: safe, she should still be tied up in that closet. Woo I'd hate to be the bastard that finds her. Mom: hopefully asleep from the sleeping pills I had Sakura sneak into her water bottle before she went to work out at the ring. Dad: Stuck scrubbing Anko's torture chamber.' He involuntarily shivered and that set off a coughing fit. 'Uncle Jiraiya: still in the hospital. The rest of the girls: Ino is dead, Temari is on a plane to Suna, Anko is watching Dad, and Kurenai is at the hospital at Ichiro's doctor's appointment. Akatsuki: dead motherfuckers. Orochimaru: damn, he won't be able to see but he'll live. Need to get him in the next life. The Team: officially Team 7 for life. Kakashi: dead and probably willing someone to find Hinata right now. Sasuke: dead and hopefully rotting in hell and enjoying every minute of it. Sakura: dead and probably shining Baby while floating on a cloud. Me: I'll have to see. Well…that's everything.' As he lay there dying he murmured a name and closed his eyes with his signature foxy grin. "Hinata…"

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got to get away

Girl I got to get away

Oh, oh, oh yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah, yeah

Oh yeah!

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah, yeah

I got to get away

I want to get away

Yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah, yeah

I got to get away

I want to get away

Yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

AN: I can't believe it's over. It's been one hell of a ride full of twists and turns, ups and downs. Thanks for all the reviews it really meant a lot to me to read them with each new chapter. Sorry that the team had to die. It just seemed right and that's where it was leading to from the beginning.

HAHAHAHA! YOU THOUGHT IT WOULD REALLY END LIKE THAT DIDN'T YOU? NOPE! HERE'S THE REAL ENDING!

"Beep. Beep. Beep." A machine measuring the patient's brain activity sounded off with each steady brain wave. The patient is a young man with chestnut hair with honey highlights. His chart reads brain damage and severe internal injury. He shares a room with three others.

On his left is a distinctly older man with salt and pepper hair, luckily more pepper than salt. His chart reads cancer patient. Bandages cover his eyes and even though he is in a comatose state you can tell he is on the alert from his slight frown. On the table next to him is a small-framed picture of a little girl smiling up at the photographer as she hugs his legs; pale moonlight colored eyes twinkle as raven hair flows around her rounded cheeks.

To the right of the original patient is another young man. He has platinum blonde hair with wisps of light blue dye at the front. He scowls in his sleep like his face was stuck in that position all his life. On his left hand is a silver promise ring with a lily engraved on it. His chart reads explosion victim.

The final patient is a petite almost flat-busted woman with flowing orange hair. One side of her head is bandaged so that her left eye is covered, an eye patch would obviously be needed when she awoke. She is the most at peace of any of the patients with a dreamy look upon her face as if she was simply taking a quick nap. Her chart reads battery victim with a skull fracture.

They all have one thing in common though and that is why they are all roomed together. They have all been asleep for five years and today is the day they are scheduled to wake up and finish up their unfinished business.

AN: This ending is definitely open for a sequel. I'm not sure I'll do one but I'll think about it. If anyone else wants to then go ahead but ask me first because there was kinda like a formula to writing this one and you might want to know it. It's been a hell of a lot of fun. Seeya next story!