I was on a hill.

I glanced around in confusion. How... how did I get here? An army of Shinobi was below me, fighting for their lives. A memory sparks, and I begin to remember. I was fighting. Garra was stabbed. I destroyed thousands of white zetsu to save him. And then...

I gasped lowly. I died. I'm sre of it. I remember feeling all of my chakra pour out of me, feel every mind of the white zetsu snap and die, I remember gazing at the world for the last time before my eternally heavy eyelids finally closed for the last time.

So how was I here? Suddenly, stomach sinking, a conclusion comes to me. No. Please no. I take my forehead protecter off, begging it not to be how I thought. Steadying myself, I look into the reflecion. No.

My eyes are so sad. Cracks lined my face, the whites of my eyes were now black. I close my eyes and realize what must have happened. I take my hand and slowly, slowly place it on my chest, right above my heart.

There was no beat.

I had been reanimated.

Without my command my wings flared open, and I took off. My shadow fell upon the army, blocking out the sun before I land on one side of the army. The shinobi closest to me turn, fear in their eyes as I, the new threat, appproaches them.

"K-Keira-san!" The murmurs run throughout the army.

"You must stop me," I order them as I draw closer. They gulp and nod, readying kunai and backing up slightly. "I'm not sure any of you will be able to, but you have to try." I feel my control begin to slip away. "Plug your ears!" I order before launching myself at them.

The song was sad and slow, a contrast to the speed of my movements, the horror of the fight and the terror that surrounded me. Those who heard it immidiately froze, and with a heavy heart I struck them down. But the song was also serving another purpose.

I was calling for someone.

Someone with beautiful red hair.

With eyes that captured me long ago.

Someone who I loved with all my heart.

Someone I needed to say goodbye to.

"Sing It Out"

I'm on the run

I'm on the ropes this time

Where is my song?

I've lost the song of my soul tonight

Sing it out

Sing it out

Take what is left of me

And make it a melody

Sing it out

Sing out loud

I can't the words to sing

You'd be my remedy

My song

My song

I'll sing with what's left of me

Where is the sun?

Feel like a ghost this time

Where have you gone?

I need your breath in my lungs tonight

Sing it out

I'm holding on

I'm holding on to you

My world is wrong

My world is a lie that's come true

And I fall in love

With the ones that run me through

When all along all I need is you

Sing it out

And there he was. Appearing as soon as I called him. I froze, the last note wavering to an end as his sand lashes around my feet. His sea foam eyes stared into my eyes. We were close, so close that our breaths mingled, his breath entering my lungs, and mine entering into his.

"Keira," One word, one heartbroken, pain filled word. I could see in that one word that we bother knew. We bother knew that I'd be leaving him. "How can I save you, Keira?" He whispered, begged, searched my eyes for an answer. HIs hand carresed my cheek, so soft.

"You can't," my voice broke. "You can't."

He squeezed his eyes shut, holding back tears. He shook his head in disbelief. "I can't do this, Keira. Keira. Keira." He rested his forehead against mine, eyes still closed. "How do you know it's over for you?"

I smiled sadly, pulling away from him slightly and placing a hand on his cheek. He leaned into it, bringing his own hand up and keeping it there. "It's over. The music I always hear, the music ringing through my head. The song of my life, that was always there with me. There's nothing left after this. Just... silence. Every song has to end, Gaara."

"Not yours," He insisted, dropping my hand, "Never yours."

"You have to seal me soon, or I'll break free." Horror and loss and hurt and disbelief shone in his eyes. I ignored my own pain that was trying to break free. "My song is finished, Gaara. But the story will never end."

I hugged him, pulled him to me, ignored the tears in my eyes as I fully embrace him. His breath hitches as he hold back a sob. I lean in and kiss him, kiss him hard. I ignore the sand as it begins to creep up my legs. I close my eyes tightly and kis him harder.

He breaks the kiss, though our eyes remain closed. "We'll sing to you. We'll sing you to your sleep."

A lullaby begins within the crowd, a lullaby everyone knew, everyone grew up with. A lullaby of loss and love and war and pain. A lullaby about the tears that are wept, the futility of life where everyone hates and everyone kills and every life is spinning out in circles. Spinning, spiraling, wasted lives of pain and regret.

A lullaby that promised of a better place tomorrow, a place where flowers grow and birds sing and the sun shines and the grass grows soft and bright. A place where children smile and no tears are shed, as you dance in the daylight forevermore.

A lullaby to sing me to sleep.

Wake Up

Rest now, my warrior

Rest now, hardship is over

Live, Wake up, Wake up,

And let the cloak of life cling to your bones

Cling to your bones

Wake up, wake up,

Live, Wake up, Wake up,

And let the cloak, of life cling to your bones,

Cling to your bones

Wake up, Wake up!

Live! Wake up! Wake up!

And let the cloak! Of life! Cling to your bones! Cling to your bones!

Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up.... Wake up....

Gaara kisses me again as the sand rises to my neck. But I didn't panic, I didn't feel smothered, captured. This was Gaara's sand. It was an embrace, it was love. It was a lulling promise that he would hold on to me.

We seperates, Gaara holding my face gently. He gently wipes my damp cheeks. His tears or mine, I would never know. "I don't want to go," I whisper.

He kisses me one last time. A salty, bittersweet, lingering kiss. "You'll never leave," He tells me. "You'll always remain in here." he touches his heart softly.

I give him a smile as the sand begins to cover my face. There was no need to say Goodbye. We would see eachother again. There was no need to say, 'I love you,'. We both knew it was true. I gaze at Gaara's face for the last time, memorizing every detail.

The sand closes over my vision, and I desperately send out on last message. One last echo of myself. Two words. A promise, a request, my whole life, my entire purpose, my complete being captured in two small, insignificant, simple, powerful words.

Remember Me.