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"Soon, Nii-san," Sasuke thought to himself as he meditated in his room. "You'll be avenged and they will feel the wrath of the Uchiha clan." As he meditated, he thought he heard footsteps. "Who's there?" he asked as he rose to his feet. The door opened and standing before him was Karin, who had just recently healed from her wound.  She didn't look happy at all. Sasuke walked towards her, closing the door so no one could hear their conversation. "Karin, what are you-" But before Sasuke could finish, Karin slapped him as hard as she could, leaving a red mark on the Uchiha's face. Sasuke grunted in pain and began rubbing where he

It was Christmas evening and Team Hawk was celebrating and enjoying their new gifts. All except for Sasuke Uchiha. He merely sat by the fireplace, alone with his thoughts. Sasuke was never really a joyous person, what with him being one of the last of his clan and all. So when Christmas came, he didn't show any sign of happiness when unwrapping his gifts. Just the same cold expression he always wore on his face. "What's there for me to be happy about?" he thought to himself. "Christmas is just another day to me, nothing more." Just then, the door opened. Sasuke turned around and saw Karin standing there. "Hey, Sasuke," she said, smiling a

 Lying sprawled on his bed, Gaara looked through a photo album of himself, Kankuro, and Temari. Ever since his sister had died in his arms that fateful night, Gaara had become more sullen and lonely. "Why?" he often asked himself. "Why did she have to die?" His survivor's guilt wracked him with grief, despair, and anger. Anger at Kankuro for failing to arrive in time, anger at whoever caused Temari's death, and anger at himself for failing to save his sister. After looking at the photos for a while longer, he decided to do something that was flowing through his mind for a while now: write a poem in honor of Temari. Gaara sat down at his des

 The three ninjas, who had now formed Team Curse Seal, were sitting around a campfire, each doing their own activity. Tayuya was playing her flute, Takashi was practicing his spore technique, and Sasuke was sharpening his sword with a piece of flint. It had been three days since they had set off to find Kimimaro and Itachi. Takashi stopped practicing and turned to the Uchiha boy. "How do we know when we've found the Akatsuki hideout?" he asked. "I mean, it's not like they're gonna have a sign that says "Akatsuki Hideout Here", y'know." Sasuke put his flint back in his pouch. "We'll know when one or two Akatsuki members attack us if we try

 Sasuke walked alone in the rain, his mind overloaded with thoughts. The rain came down harder as the sound of thunder and crackling of lightning sounded throughout the night. The sound storm suddenly brought memories back to the ebony-haired boy. "A thunderstorm," Sasuke thought. "Just like on the day when..." Tears started to form in his onyx eyes as memories of his brother's death and the truth that he learned from Madara all came back to him. Sasuke couldn't take it anymore. Dropping to his knees onto the moist, muddy ground, he opened his mouth and screamed the name of the man he had once dedicated his life to killing: "ITACHI!!!!!

 It was over. Madara Uchiha was defeated along with the Kyuubi. But, at a great cost. Naruto and Sakura aproached Sasuke's broken, barely alive body. He was beyond healing thanks to taking a brutal attack from Madara in order to protect Naruto. "N-Naruto, Sakura," Sasuke said weakly. He didn't sound good at all. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for all I've ever done to you. I was blinded by vengeance. Oblivious to the fact that I had a new family in you guys and Kakashi-sensei." He coughed violently, blood coming from his mouth. This worried Naruto and Sakura. "Sakura-chan," Sasuke said. "I'm sorry for all those times I called you

Gaara stood at the front of the crowd of mourners. At his side stood his sibling that had survived that horrible fight. He had asked Shikamaru to help him lead Temari’s funeral service. It was Shikamaru’s turn to speak and Gaara was completely reconsidering his hatred for the young genius. If Temari had lived, he would have welcomed him as a brother-in-law with open arms. He felt the tears run down his face and fall onto the tops of his shoes. He felt the pain and despair build up inside him. His knees buckled and he fell face-down on the floor. Slowly pushing himself up to his hands and knees, he shakily stood back up and tried to

 Gaara was walking back to Suna, carrying a wounded Temari on his back. She had gotten that way when Gaara, herself, and Kankuro were ambushed by powerful Rogue Ninja. Although they had won, Temari was badly injured in the fight. Kankuro started heading back to Suna in order to get a medical team for Temari while Gaara protected her. Then Gaara started leaving the area with his sister to keep her safe from any more harm. It was nearly nightfall now and Temari didn't look too good. She looked rather sickly and had started to cough a bit. This worried Gaara greatly. He couldn't bare to lose his sister like this. "Hang in there, Temari," he

 I got up, put my jacket on, and started to the park to meet her. Man, getting up this early is troublesome. But it was all worth it to see her there. "Hi, Shikamaru," she said, waving, "Hey, Temari. How are you doing, love?" "Now that you're here, I feel great," she replied. "But let's not waste anymore time, shall we?" I nodded and we sat down on a bench to watch the sunrise. Why else do you think we woke up this early? She snuggled up to me and rested her head on my shoulder, smiling at me. I smiled back and put my arm around her. "So, Shika, was getting up this early too troublesome for you?" Temari asked, giggling. I'll admit,

 Takashi woke to find himself lying on a bed in an unfamiliar room. Last he remembered, he had fought Kimimaro Kaguya, who was now an Akatsuki member, and ended up badly wounded. Jirobo, Kidomaru, Sakon, Kabuto and even Orochimaru himself fell at the hands of Kimimaro and his newfound allies. Only he and his lover, Tayuya, were left alive. Then he passed out and woke up in this room, wearing only a pair of black pants and boots since his trench coat and shirt had been torn off in the duel. Stretching, Takashi got to his feet and was about to leave when he saw two people enter the room: Tayuya and a boy near his age with black, spikey hair,