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Author Note: Hey guys! Guess what's back in business, yepppp.. My Brother and I, only the title of the story has been called, After Shot; due to the fact that I have no idea.. x3 Uhm.. Well, this is only the Prologue, so it's short.. and it's going to be in Author's pov soon so it makes more sense? Enjoy anyway everyone~!

My Brother and I

The atmosphere was full of smoke, though other then the flames flickering and crackling, I could hear nothing. I reached underneath me, my arm felt heavy and my legs felt broken, but I refused to check them. Anxiously I sat up, taking my time and trying not to harm myself. Slowly, I looked around various bodies around me, my eyes closed almost automatically, figuring the fact, they were dead bodies.

"Help.." I heard a croak, my head snapped around quickly, a male beside me, not much older than myself was lying down, a long, metal pole, or something of the sort sticking from his knee. I hissed.

"I.." I was suprised, I was shocked, yet, I carried on with my low, croaking and injured voice. "I'll help.." I muttered. Not once had I helped someone like this. I was truthfully, scared.

"Please hurry!" He tried to scream as he felt the piece in his leg. Slowly, I slid over to him on my knees, the pain unbareable, but I put up with it. I had to find Itachi.

"Where does it hurt?" I asked, though it was significantly obvious where the pain was.

"Everywhere." He whispered.

I nodded, sure.. I felt it too.

"I can't help you on my own, sir.." I muttered, taking his hand and giving it a small squeeze. "But.. I need to find someone who can. Just.. talk to yourself, try to wake her up beside you." I said, signalling the woman to his right. He gave a small nod.

"Thank you.." He croaked. My eyes swelled with tears as I stood up, holding onto nothing but the air, all pressure to my legs, making me feel as heavy as a brick.

"Naruto? Itachi? Gaara?" I yelled, looking around, my eyes wide with pain and shock of the dead bodies surrounding me. Various plane parts were caught alight. It was truly, all too much.

"Sasuke." I heard a small voice. I turned quickly, almost falling at the cause of pressure on my legs.

"Naruto!?" I yelled as a blonde male was standing up, holding onto a large branch as a walking stick of some sort. I laughed slightly, tears coming down my face. "You idiot.." I muttered, walking to him with a slight limp, he seemed, almost barely injured.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, wiping something from my face. From the red substance on his thumb, I asumed blood.

A slow nod was my response as I winced when Naruto pressed his thumb into my shoulder blade.

"Fuck.." I hissed. "Where's Itachi?"

Naruto's eyes adverted to the ground, "I wanted to come find you.. I mean.. I just.. I don't think he's.."

"You know where he is?" Naruto nodded. "Take me to him.."

"Sasuke I can't--"

"NOW, DOBE." I screamed, Naruto's eyes widened slightly, but hesitantly, he took my arm, wrapping it around his shoulder as we limped to see Itachi.

Only a small part of me was saying, 'He hasn't made it..'