6 | crows with white wings

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If physically possible, without sounding too much like an insane maniac, sasuke would have burst out laughing.

A war?

With him?

A fucking reincarnation of that snake that he killed?

Kabuto seemed to have sensed his dilema, for that asshole- meaning Kabuto- turned around and grabbed Sakura's strands and lifted her exhausted face towards sasuke.

"You see, this little girl right here, will pay the price of your actions." The smile that he gave was all but friendly. "Think wisely, Sasuke."

Sasuke only quirked his brow in response. "Hn. Do whatever. She holds no value to me."

He puts his sword back into his sheath and begins to walk away.

"Oh, she holds much more value than you think."

Sasuke would have asked what he meant, but then again he was a madman who injected himself with his dead mentor's cells, so could he really trust his words?

No, of course not.

But the words kabuto utters next is what flares his sharingan to life:

"She has the power to revive you dead brother sasuke."

Kabuto knows he has caught his attention and smirks to himself,"Itachi Uchiha will be dead no more."

***

"What did you say?" He hisses out each word and the tension is palpable in the air.

Without another glance he flash steps towards Kabuto and grabs him by the neck, pulling him inches away from his face.

Kabuto tuts and pulls away in a swift motion, while dusting of the non-existent dirt on his cloak.

"No need to be so tense," He laughs mirthlessly and pushes his glasses upwards, "All in due time, Sasuke. All in due time."
 
Fuck that.

Sasuke wanted answers.

And he wanted them now.

Somewhere in the dirt, Naruto stirrs and his brows pinch together.

Something was definitely wrong.

***

There was a ringing sound at the back of Sakura's head when she awoke.

Her eyes rolled and she groggily sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes- or atleast attempted to- before she realised something terribly wrong.

Her arms were shackled to the wall, and her feet were no better off, for they too were shackled, to the ground.

She rolled her eyes. Such melodramatic-ness. Its not like she's capable of escaping. Well not yet, anway.

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