My Screwed Up Life

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! (This is probably the last time I will have to say it for a while)

Hey everyone! I would like to thank my readers and reviewers one last time! You're support means a lot to me! I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Well here it is! The epilogue!

Epilogue

"How are you today?" "Fine," I replied automatically. "Did you have any nightmares so far since last week Monday?" "Yes, Thursday," I said quickly. My therapist, Osamu, raised his barely visible blonde eyebrow. He crossed his legs as he placed his notebook on his lap. "Is there a reason do you think it happened?" he asked calmly. I stare at my hands as I quietly answer, "Naruto was out of town. He had a soccer game. Hanabi was at a sleepover party." He nodded slowly understanding the problem. "Was it the same dream as always?" Hesitantly I answered, "Yes…but the ending was…different. I saw…my mom."

Osamu jotted something down in his notebook, and then questioned, "You went on a date with Naruto Wednesday right? So tell me about it." I nodded and said, "It was very nice. We went out for ramen, and then took a walk in the park. We played on the playground there too." I looked up to see him smiling at me.

"Sounds like you had a good time. Well it's 2 o' clock. Let's not keep Naruto waiting hey? He is picking you up today right?" I nodded once and stood up. A small smile appeared on my face. "See you next week Monday!" Osamu stated cheerfully as I walked out of the door.

It has been a month since the dance where Naruto got shot. He was in the hospital for a week and I would visit him everyday. The day he got out sadly was the day I had to see my new therapist, Osamu. He wasn't the first therapist I've ever had; I had two more before him, one when my mom died and the other when my dad died. But ever since the day Naruto got shot, I've been getting nightmare or memories of that night. At first it was really bad; but then as I hung out with my friends and went on dates with Naruto more often, they have been decreasing.

I smiled at the memory of the last date I went on with Naruto. It truly had been fun; us racing down the slides to see who could get to the bottom first and seeing who could swing higher. Pushing the glass door open, I scanned through the parking lot to see Naruto sitting in the passenger side of my truck two rows down. He was waving and grinning like a little kid trying to get the attention of his mom, which made me laugh.

I jogged over towards the truck and opened the door. Hopping in, I started the car up. Turning my head towards him I said in a shy voice, "Hi. I hope you didn't mind waiting for-" I was cut off by a pair of soft lips against my own. It was gentle, yet still just as passionate as any other kiss. Just as fast as it came, the kiss ended. "I don't mind waiting for you," Naruto said with his famous goofy grin on. I giggled.

"Well then, since you don't mind waiting for me, I have some shopping to do. Hanabi's birthday is next week," I said playfully with a wink. He pouted while mumbling something along the lines of 'why do girls shop so much?' With a smile on my face I drove off to the mall. "This is one screwed up life I have." I glanced at Naruto who was rambling on about the new ramen restaurant in town. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

So there you have it! I can barely believe that it's done. I'm sorry it's short; but that's all I can think of. I'll probably post a new story soon. Thanks again for those who have R&R my story!