"Pieces" - by Red-The End Of Silence - or "Love Will Find A Way", by Walt Disney-or "Time In A Bottle", by Jim Croce (it'll make sense later-you have to listen to this one.)

Sorry there are so many, but you have to listen to both. For top pick I pick Red, but both others fit nicely too^-^

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The beginning is the retelling of one scene and time from three different POVs. Hope you like it!

Kyuubi POV

My fur was wet, and I rumbled, sighing into the great greenish grey space, black edging around the sides. The huge black cages doors were cracked open, but I couldn't go past the end of them, a blackish pain wall surrounding the room, isolating both me and Naruto from each other. I prodded it with my mind and found it steady and iron hard, a shield from itself and more.

Standing up, I felt the water fall away, and I stood there for a moment before laying back down. Despite what I'd thought about waiting, this was so boring. I had been asleep for centuries, but now that I was awake, I longed for movement. That need had been quenched, or at least lessened, since Naruto had become my body partner, better than the monk who'd last held me, wiling away years sitting in one place, the mountain air freezing us both.

But now I was restless, and had exhausted my memories and Naruto's, though I'd delved as deep as the barrier would let me right now. I sighed again and dropped my chin into the water, cold stone under my pads slick from all the water. Pressing at the wall again, I peeked through the tiny place that hadn't been obscured. The small prick of unknown hope buried deep under all the grief.

Warily settling into the crevasse, I felt around, only having done this once before. And I hadn't gotten this far.

Naruto must be asleep, I thought to myself, and delved a little deeper, examining his recent thoughts and memories. I ached for him, and his angst became my own, throbbing against my ribcage like a hot fire in ice. I melted around it and wanted to get away.

No wonder he'd cut it off from himself and trapped it inside. But as I sniffed where I shouldn't, I felt him move with me, and he was suddenly free-falling through all of the horror and grief and I landed in the water with a huge splash, waves falling on my sides.

He was closed off again, and now I couldn't find the crevasse, swamped in water. Bloody water. I lifted myself up and roared, my inner voice shaking the walls and I heard Naruto scream in pain. Cutting it off and feeling a little bad, I sighed and gritted my teeth. So close.

Suddenly as I laid back down, a new flash of shock splayed over his thoughts, freezing everything for a moment. What? Then the wall shook.

I stepped back, wary and watching it closely. It wavered, and then burst, pain flooding all my senses and making me scream, curling into myself, blood pounding in my ears. I couldn't breathe. My heart felt ripped as I listened to Kakashi tell me about Sasuke, and my heart wailed as I walked past the door to Sasuke's dorm. I gritted my teeth and pushed the horror away. Shaking, I steeled myself and stood, new pain washing over me. It felt like Naruto was breaking. I reached out and was met by echoes of confusion and grief, a throbbing heart pulsing in weary sadness.

But there was joy there too.

I pushed into his mind and stiffened.

Sasuke's POV

I shifted, looking down at Naruto asleep in the bed. He was crying. Not loudly, just a few hiccups here or there. Heart squeezing in my chest, I reached and tucked a strand of hair back behind his ear, and he sighed, leaning to my touch. Cupping a cheek, I kissed his forehead.

"Sasuke."

Pulling back, I watched as his brow bent, and more tears flowed silently down his face.

Naruto. I bent and shook him like I used to when he'd have his nightmares.

"Naruto. Wake up. Come back to me," I murmured into his ear, and he groaned, tears flowing softly. But this wasn't a nightmare, I realized. He wasn't screaming.

So-

"Don't die, Sasuke." My heart thudded and tripped. No. He couldn't be-

"Don't leave me, Sasuke. Please. Please," he begged, sobbing in his sleep.

But before I could do anything, he shrieked and his eyes flew open, out of focus and staring at the ceiling, chest heaving. I felt like my chest was literally thrumming in pain.

"Naruto."

His eyes shot to me and stared in mute terror for a moment. Then they widened, and his mouth quivered.

"This...is so unfair," he whispered, closing his eyes tightly and bringing the covers up to cover his face.

Surprised, I touched his blonde spikes, and he sighed, looking out at me in raw pain and grief.

"It's not fair," he whispered again, and glared at me.

"What's not fair?" I muttered, and sat on the edge of the bed, hand on his. He was warm and soft and still looked a little mad.

"That the only night I decide to sleep here...is the only night I get to see you. But I'll wake up again soon and everything with be the same, and maybe this time I'll break from the pain." he yelled, voice getting louder with every word he spoke, voice breaking at the end.

"Oh...Naruto. I'm not a dream," I said softly, and he stared for a moment.

"Trust a good dream to say that. But I already know this is impossible. You're dea-" he stared. He was processing something. Then he shut his eyes again, tears running down his cheeks again. Then he swallowed and looked at me again.

"You woke up." it wasn't a question, and I nodded and smiled, leaning to capture his lips. Electricity shot through me and I sighed in palpable relief, wrapping my arms around him and breaking the kiss to bring him into my arms.

"Sasuke?" I heard him whisper, barely audible. I drew back but he held me tight,"Sasuke."

Naruto POV

I was dreaming of a red blood dripping down and pushing up memories. Of Sasuke. I watched, crying, as I relived them one by one. But now something shook me, softness on my forehead and cheek, sweet smells of lemon and Him wrapping me tight. I let myself whisper, "Sasuke," even though the word burned all the way down my throat and settled in my heart as a heavy coal, sizzling hotly.

"Naruto. Wake up. Come back to me." The voice made me shake, and I reached for it mentally, trying to catch his face as it flitted around the edges of my vision, taunting me. Finally it stilled, and I got close before it flew a little away, waiting again.

I closed in again before it vanished, blood washing over me and I flailed, trying desperately to hang on and catch something. A pale, dead face floated just like always, but now it only spoke a word.

"Naruto. Wake up. Come back to me," It echoed again and again, and I felt salty blood wash into my mouth, mixing with tears and I tried so hard to suck air in. Metal swirled in my mouth, and I gagged.

But now his face began to disappear. I reached, screaming bubbles, "Don't die, Sasuke!"

He said nothing, fading away, bruises and cut appearing as he washed away.

I pulled myself through the too-thick blood and grabbed for him, coming thisclose before missing and falling as he was gone, through miles and miles of dark red crimson.

"Don't leave me, Sasuke! Please. Pleeaase!" Wailing, I covered my face and suddenly I was alone, no blood anywhere, knee deep in green water. Again, great black cage doors yawned open in a silent scream, Kyuubi gone.

Now I saw the black walls, white and grey dripping moments I'd tried to forget.

"Naruto. Wake up. Come back to me," It came again, and I collapsed, the halls raising the volume until I couldn't breathe, chest burning, throat raw, curled in a tiny ball, screaming silently, begging for it to stop. Stop hurting me. I finally shrieked, lungs inflating with stagnant air, eyes snapping open to stare at a white ceiling. But then my eyes adjusted and my heart slowed a little, letting me hear, "Naruto."

I flitted my gaze to a shape, and thought I had finally let the door be unlocked one too many times. Here was-

Forms fit and a memory tugged, willing my site sharper. He stood there, watching me, pale skin glowing from the light outside the window, dark hair longer than it had been, bangs falling to his neck, hair bristled behind his head. He wore grey sweats and a tanktop. I stared at him, not sure if I was actually breathing.

It was obviously a dream, but even then heat was flooding my face and my body leaned into him. I couldn't help the lump in my throat because if I touched him or started believing, he'd disappear. I couldn't even try to feel good about seeing him. He was watched me, and I watched right back, memorizing tiny details like the crinkle in his brow and the soft look of his skin. I feel so weirdly calm, staring at this person, who died and destroyed me.

It was dream, but the grief was almost overwhelming as I traced his cheekbones with my mind, thinking about how utterly calm I was. But then it ended, and I bit my lip to keep it from quivering.

"This...is so unfair," I whispered, and ducked under the covers, telling myself I wouldn't break when I came back out and he was gone. I wouldn't even cry. I should be happy. I got to see him again, if only for a moment. He even spoke in his real voice, a mix of hoarse and gentle worry.

Fingers pushed into my hair and I pulled away, my skin burning under his touch. Sighing, I didn't bother covering up how I was reacting as I looked at him, his onyx eyes, sweet and sensitive taunting me.

"It's not fair."

"What's not fair?" he said gently, and frowned a little, looking worried for me. Sitting next to me, his hand covered mine in a familiar movement, and I swallowed tightly, whispering, "That the only night I decide to sleep here...is the only night I get to see you. But I'll wake up again soon and everything with be the same, and maybe this time I'll break from the pain." My voice got louder, and I finished the sentence yelling at the ceiling in frustration.

He looked surprised, and smirked a tiny bit, leaning into me.

"Oh...Naruto. I'm not a dream."

But he was lying. It was lying. Because him being real was impossible and it hurt to say it, even to myself. But I looked into his eyes and spoke.

"Trust a good dream to say that. But I already know this is impossible. You're dea-" I stiffened, and couldn't move, voices going through my mind. Pieces fell into a carved out place and clicked together.

"..and we don't know when he'll wake up."

"You think he knows?"

"They think his brain activity is starting to raise steadily, but there wasn't enough of a spike in the data to tell them for sure."

"Naruto...Sasuke is alive..but..."

My breathing stopped, and my lungs ached for a moment. Letting it out slowly, I murmured, "You woke up."

He nodded, hair falling further, and nodded slowly, smiling. Leaning in to me, he caught my lips, pressing hot lava through my veins and setting me on fire. I gasped silently, and he sighed into me, bringing me closer, arms around me, kiss ended.

"Sasuke?" I whispered, thoughts racing and falling only to fly toward an open sky. But I waited, holding him back as he tried to look at me. I had to wait. I had to be sure."Sasuke."

"Yes, Naruto?" he spoke quietly.

"This is real?

"Yes," he said, and I fell to pieces, something snapping inside me, and relief flooded me, pain shoved out as I sobbed into him, kissing every inch of his neck and face. I pushed him over and latched onto his mouth with mine, pressing us together, trying to be one person.

"IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou...I love you, Sasuke Uchiha," I finally growled, and he grinned, eyes shining.

"Dobe," he breathed int my mouth, and my chest hitched, making me pull him closer, pressing him further, his eyes on me as I tried to imprint his image permanently into my brain. His arms were still around me. I couldn't move, but I didn't want to, or try. Staying there was all I had wanted.

I had craved the safety I felt when with him, and the warm in his arms. We were still, tiny breaths mixing, crushed to each other. Lying there, I didn't feel time or the draft from the window. I didn't feel tired or sad. I only felt his shirt under my hand, and the heat of his skin under it. It was all I needed; to be here with him in this moment, frozen in time as we watched each other, dim light making him glow, pale skin pulsing with an eerie light.

Running my fingers over his cheeks, I softly pressed my lips on his forehead, tears still falling. But for the first time in a long, long time...I had no sadness. I did worry that I had finally lost it (probable), or that I was still dreaming (possible). It didn't matter. The raven in my arms was real enough for me.

Sasuke POV

"Yes, Naruto," said into his hair, eyes shut, lump in my throat tight and unswallowable.

"This is real?" I said yes, and he collapsed into me, gripping me so tight I couldn't breathe. He sobbed into me and kissed me hard, eyes streaming.

"IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou...I love you, Sasuke Uchiha," he said into my lips, and I grinned, tears pricking my eyes. Making moments is so much better than a memory of a moment.

"Dobe," I murmured into his breath, and he choked on a sob, buried his face into my hair, pushing me down and staring into my eyes as he memorized me. I did the same, and we lay there, barely breathing, his arms around me, my arms crushing him to me too. I couldn't have moved if I'd wanted to. But I didn't. I wanted to stay right here, forever. Until forever ended. Past eternity.

When everything and everyone and every single moment of time was ended and turned to dust, I wanted to be here. I wanted to be right here. Home.

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