Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
A/N: Hello all! As you'll be soon to find out, and perhaps you already know, I am an avid fan of Naruto. If you've read The Return, you will also know that my version of Sasuke Uchiha is that of a sex god, so don't be surprised if his appearance is similar to that in The Return. Be warned that this fic is a bit darker than my usual work, so be prepared for mentions of rape, though there will not be any scenes describing it in detail. All in all, this is one of my favorite fics and I hope you enjoy it as well.
Sincerely,
Onyx Feloric
The night was always a peaceful time for the dark haired shinobi, even though at one time he feared the dark, now he relished in its silence and under it's cover. His dark clothes accentuated his handsome pale face and bare sinewy arms as the moon reflected onto the surface of the forest. To all who chanced to look on his face, his eyes seemed hollow save for the small slivers of white surrounding dark pupils.
He balanced on the front of his feet crouched down on the branch of a tree. Strapped to his back a lone hilt came up over his left shoulder, black as the night around him. His sharp eyes watched the target, contemplating his next move without so much as an effort. The man he sought was nothing to fear, like so many of the others he had taken out before: a fat man with a nasty habit of getting in too deep and forgetting that he was dealing with powerful people.
As quickly as he had arrived, he was gone from normal sight. Only another with talents such as his would be able to stop him, let alone see him, and that wasn't very likely. He was one of the only few shinobi trained in the manner that he was: by the enemy.
That's true. He was partially trained by his home village, but since the tender age of fourteen he had been under the tutelage of the enemy by his own free will. He'd long since killed his 'master' and returned to his home village, after destroying a few obstacles of course. Since then he'd proven himself time and time again as loyal, albeit a bit rabid when he choose, but willing to throw himself in harms way to prove loyalty. He gave Konoha the ultimate weapon: Sasuke Uchiha, the last surviving Uchiha.
The dark shinobi slipped on his mask, different than the normal Anbu masks worn by Konoha Shinobi. This mask was black and covered only the top half of his face, leaving his mouth, nose, and the color of his eyes free to view. The strong black ceramic was designed specifically to accentuate those deadly eyes. While they wished to keep the identities of their other Shinobi secret to the enemy and to the populace, they wanted everyone to know that the last remaining Uchiha was under their command.
With no difficulty Sasuke slid into the targets quarters and covered his big mouth before slitting his throat. The man's eyes opened wide when he felt the sleek silver blade start its track at his throat and Sasuke could feel the man try to scream, but the blade destroyed his voice box. Sasuke didn't even try to dodge the spray of blood that escaped the man's skin and let it hit him. Once he was sure the man was dead, he lifted his glove easily and wiped off the blade on the dead man's blanket.
He made a hand sign and shimmered out of existence feeling the hot blood slowly cooling on his skin.
The Hokage shuffled papers around the desk in mild annoyance. How so much could pile up in one day still ceased to amaze him. Naruto Uzumaki leaned back in his chair and sighed. This was his least favorite part of being Hokage, well next to dealing with the council, and it, like they, annoyed him to no end. He just wanted to go to bed, but a year of experience told him that if he did it tonight, he would have time to do other things tomorrow. He leaned back forward and picked up his pen and made it his mission to demolish the evil mound of paperwork.
A/N: Reviews, as always, are gratefully welcomed!
Onyx Feloric