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Chapter Thirteen

My Happy Ending

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"Moth"

Thought I was different and it seems I'm just the same
As a game I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone

Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around your fire anymore

I love the heat I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?

Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around

I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I won't fly around, fly around

I won't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Oh
Fly around, oh

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It was well past midnight when he bolted out of bed, sweeting heavily thanks to that nightmare of a dream. She was haunting him it seemed like, but it was not an unwelcome haunting. He was only disappointed he had to wake up. Even if there were monsters all around, he couldn't help but feel happy to see her, with her eyes so full of life. God he wished she was still alive.

Slipping out of bed, he stepped into a pair of old jeans and headed outside with only a white tank to keep the cold at bay. When he had dreams like these he needed to go out and see her grave or visit her name on the memorial stone.

The village was dead as he wandered the streets-the crescent moon on his back. No one was awake at this hour unless they were on patrol.

It was better this way, he believed. No one was around to give him stares full of pity or stop to talk to him with soft words that meant nothing. Unless they were Sakura, he would rather remain alone for the rest of his days.

Coming up upon her grave a silence seemed to seize up the night. He stopped in his tracks and gasped at the sight before him. the ground was split open and there was dirt everywhere, as if something in the earth had exploded. But that wasn't what made him shake and gape like a three year old.

No, it was the pure white form the stood three feet away from him-dripping wet in a saliva like liquid the color green. She turned to him, unashamed of her nakedness and smiled a smile that made his heart sore through his chest. She looked even more beautifle then he remembered her.

"I'm so glad you came," she breathed softly as whatever it was that was wet and clinging to he,r fell away to pool at her delicately shaped ankles.

"S-s-Sakura?"

Her lips pated to show her teeth as she grinned and her eyes seemed to dance as they glowed a light shade of apple green. "My metamorphosis is finally complete," she said in a voice that seemed to belong to a queen. "I am finally born truly into this family."

This seemed to good to be true, he though as he watched her with unblinking eyes. He felt such joy in that moment, but also fear. Fear for this being nothing more than another dream. "But you were dead! I saw them put you in the ground. You wouldn't open your eyes and you were gone!"

"You are correct, I did die, or that body died at least. That thing was nothing more than a shell to me." She paused and coxed her head to the side, letting her long pinkish white hair fall over her shoulders and cover her breasts in a semi modest way. "I will understand if you choose to not believe in me, heaven knows I have experienced it enough."

"No! I'll never turn you away! I'm never letting you out of my damn sight,"he replied, coming up to her and throwing his arms around her. "I'll never let you go."

She smiled, wrapping her own arms around him. "Good, because it's only you who I'll let hold me forever."

"What about all the other guys and the village?" he asked, burying his face into her hair, inhaling the scent of pine and vanilla. She smelled like the forest.

Sakura remained silent for a while before finally speaking up to answer his question. "I'll come back of course, but not just yet. Maybe in a week or so, I want to hog you all to myself for a while before saving everyone from their grief."

He paused, before pulling away just enough to see her face. "But why me?"

"Are?" she asked, blinking innocently.

"Why me? Why did you choose me and only me? What is it you see in me that merits such attention? Not that I am complaining or anything, but I'm curious."

She smiled softly, understanding what he meant. She had never been this open with her feelings before, thanks to her pride, but now that was nothing more than a thing of the past. She could be free with these feelings and follow them without shame. "Silly, it's because I love you," she answered before reaching up to kiss him full on the lips.

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There you are, your happy ending! It's short, but still sweet.

Her poison is gone so she can hug anyone without having to put a shirt on and she's a whole lot stronger. The mysterious guy at the end who I failed to name? That is up to you to decide my lovely readers. I could be anyone from Shino to Kabuto to...Naruto. You pick, I'm done with this baby.

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