I don't own Naruto.
Sasuke was resting in his room in the underground sound bunker, thinking about Konoha.
God, I'm happy I'm not there anymore. All those fangirls. I am scarred for life. I bet that that's why Itachi left, even if he had to kill the clan to do so. They're horrifying. The only things Uchiha's are scared of are fangirls and angry women. If I hadn't gotten this curse mark, I'd never have escaped them. Well, time to go kill Orochimaru. And Kabuto. Finally! I'm tired of having to guard my ass. Maybe that's why those freaky butt bows are mandatory for the dress code. To avoid being raped by Orochimaru. Then being killed by a jealous Kabuto. Sheesh, Why doesn't he just volunteer to be his one and only bed buddy? It would relieve the rest of us. Oh, right, because I'm going to kill them. Well maybe in the afterlife.
And so, Orochimaru and Kabuto died, and Sasuke kept avoiding Konoha. And fangirls.