"K-Kankuro..." Temari called weakly, holding the letter in her trembling hands. Gaara stared down at the letter with a surprisingly sad look.

"What? I'm busy!" Kankuro called back angrily.

"I'm sure this is more important." Temari replied. "It's Kori."

At this Kankuro, stopped what he was doing, making his way to his siblings. He tore the letter from Temari and started to read it, his eyes becoming sad. He said nothing, handing the paper back to Temari and going back to his room.

After a few minutes, he came back fully dressed and ready to leave. "I'm going over there..." He said.

"I will to." Temari said, folding the letter and putting it in her pocket. Gaara only nodded.

It was only a matter of hours before they had arrived in Konohagakure. They took no time going to find Neji.

When he answered the door, he stared at them blankly before saying. "She's really gone, Kankuro."

"I know that." He scowled. "What's happening?" He asked. "What did they do with the body?"

"The funeral is tomorrow." He let them in, closing the door behind him. The poor guy looked sick, his usually neat hair a mess, not even tied back like usual. He looked as if he hadn't slept.

Hinata sat in the living room, she to looked very depressed, she looked up at the three and smiled weakly and stood. "I'm very sorry..." She said to Kankuro mainly. Temari and Gaara didn't know her as well as Kankuro did.

Neither did they love her.

"I suppose she's with Shikamaru now..." Kankuro said, speaking for the first time since he'd read the letter.

Hinata nodded, surprised at his words. "Are you going to stay for the funeral?"

Kankuro nodded, without the consent of his siblings. "I will, at least."

"Do the Akatsuki know...?" Temari asked.

"They should...by now."

~.~.~

"There's no way. She can't be..." Deidara stuttered eyes wide. His hands shook. "They have to be fucking lying." Hidan snarled. "There's no way in hell she would have killed herself!"

"What if they killed her?" Kisame suggested.

"They wouldn't." Itachi argued. "They might have wanted to force her to come back to prevent a war." "Could that be why...?" Tobi asked.

Deidara stared in disbelief, he felt he had killed her, he had forced her into this.

Maybe if he hadn't of killed Shikamaru...

...they wouldn't be in this situation right now...

Deidara set the paper down and went off to his room, pulling his hair down and putting on some normal clothes rather than his cloak. "I'm going to find out." He said, heading for the door.

"Deidara!" Half of them called suddenly. "We can't just stroll over there!" Sasori said angrily.

"Konan did...once." Deidara grinned and left.

By the time Deidara arrived, the funeral had just ended. He saw Neji standing alone at a grave, which he assumed was Kori's. He walked up besides him, hiding his face for the most part, looking down at the grave. "So...she's really gone." He started.

Neji glanced over, it only took him seconds to realize who it was. "Yes..." He found it strange he didn't feel hate towards Deidara. Maybe because he knew, Kori would have wanted him not to be angry towards the Akatsuki, and make the same mistake she did.

A small smile came onto Deidara's lips, then he spoke softly. "I wish she knew what a big impact she's made..." He started.

Neji nodded in agreement. "Maybe she does." He to smiled.

Kori may not have realized that, indeed, she had become someone magnificent. She had become someone great. She made such a huge impact, on both their hearts...on a lot of people's hearts...

That with her death, she would save hundreds, maybe even thousands. She had prevented a war.

"I hope you honor her." Neji said. "I know she will be honored here, even after death."

Deidara nodded. "Yes, most definitely."

Both would make sure she would be remembered, both Kori and their father, Hizashi. They may have been in a little different situations, but they both sacrificed themselves.

Neji left Deidara alone at the grave, going home. Deidara stayed there, still smiling a little. Having seen what Kori went through, he wasn't quite sure he could handle still being with the Akatsuki himself, but he couldn't quite just leave. It didn't work that way.

He stayed at the grave for a while, looking at the array of flowers left from the funeral, they were quite beautiful, worthy to be at her grave, he would say. He wasn't sure he would be able to return to the grave, since he was Akatsuki.

In the distance, stood Kankuro, Neji and Naruto. "What is he doing here?" Kankuro snarled. They all knew how much Kankuro hated Deidara. He started to go for him but Neji stopped him, his voice at a whisper. "Let him stay..."

"Why should we just let him stay?" Kankuro asked angrily.

Naruto watched Deidara a little before turning to Kankuro to give him an answer. "Be respectful, this was his daughter."

"I don't believe he has any intention of doing any harm." Neji followed.

Kankuro finally stopped, and watched Deidara. He watched him make a small clay bird. It was beautiful for something so little. He watched him set it among the flowers, smiling a little. Finally he stood, heading they're direction.

He must've seen them because he smiled and nodded to them. "Thank you." He said, before leaving.

They couldn't help but wonder if he had changed some because of Kori's death. They considered so far as to, the Akatsuki might lose a member.

It was weeks later something amazing happened, an truce, or maybe a alliance between the two. Akatsuki, and Konohagakure. Everyone was in disbelief, and truthfully...no one believed it would last. Everyone knew that it was because of Kori's death, and if it was that one death. That one, small change that could turn the hearts of someone like the Akatsuki, she was truly one to be remembered. For she had brought two people of the opposite world together.

...and that was something amazing.

Okay, I suppose that was an epilogue. Please nobody hate me xD

~Kuro-Kan and Shika