Disclamer: I do not own Naruto ... or anything else mentioned in this little fic.
Dusk was settling over his camp as Uchiha Sasuke brooded over his campfire. Brooding was good. It kept him sharp ... focused. He was only a day away from the Hidden Sound, and then, he could truly begin to prepare for his revenge againsthim. So absorbed was he in his brooding that he did not react until the stranger was only a few feet away. Hand flashing to his weapons pouch, he nearly sent the kunai hurtling towards the intruder, until he noted the black clad man had his arms up, palms facing him, showing that he was no threat.
"Might I share the warmth of your fire this eve?" Sasuke did not answer immediately, carefully examining the figure before him. The stranger was clad from head to foot in black, with a black bandanna tied over his face.
"Hn." Sasuke grunted, and gestured to a spot opposite him on the fire, annoyed at the interruption. He had had some quality brooding going on, and this ... person had interrupted him. Still, nothing was stopping him from resuming his contemplation of him. The stranger sat, and for several minutes nothing broke the silence of his camp.
"Forgive me, but you remind me very much of myself when I was younger." Sasuke grunted again, and wondered if leaving would regain his peace and quiet. "You see, I can see that you burn with the desire for revenge, much as I did." Startled, Sasuke looked up. "Yes, your eyes, they hunger for his death, do they not?"
Unable to believe that he may have found a kindred spirit, Sasuke gestured for the man to continue. "Let me tell you the story of my father ..."
It had been five long years since his chance encounter with the man in black had set him on the path away from Hidden Sound and Orochimaru. Four had been spent training, and the last had been spent seeking his prey. He smiled. At least it had not taken him as long as his one time mentor to find his target.
Stepping out from the shadows, he faced the man who had been his brother. Itachi's eyes widened slightly, and then he smirked. "Sasuke, I had been wondering where you were. Has your hate grown since last we met?"
Sasuke smiled, drew a kunai, and settled into a combat stance. Then, just as his mentor had taught him, he spoke. "My name is Uchiha Sasuke. You killed my family. Prepare to die!"
AN: Sorry everyone. I know this is bad, simply because I was giggling insanely when I came up with the idea. (Always a bad sign.) However, the only way to get this out of my head was to put it down on paper. And, for those of you who are wondering, the man in black is the Dread Pirate Roberts. I am assuming that Inigo Montoya did indeed take up the mantle once Westley retired.