Death of Sasuke.
Konohamaru was dead scared; this was supposedly a basic courier mission. Scared out of his mind, he encountered the two remaining Uchiha. Both thoroughly engaged in combat, or so it seemed.
Itachi had stopped, forcing his younger brother to stop with ease. Both stared at Konohamaru's headband. If nothing else, they both hated the Leaf for holding them back.
Konohamaru unleashed his only technique which could take out this pair.
He concentrated; bring his chakra to the surface molding it to perfection.
"Oiroke: Onna no Ko Dōshi no Jutsu", he shouted.
Just the name was enough for the pair to almost begin roaring in laughter. That was until the smoke disappeared.
Beneath the smoke, stood two very hot girls where nothing, lips locked, and bits of smoke leaving nothing to the imagination.
Sasuke shot backward, blood pouring from his nostrils, just barely managing to stay conscious.
Itachi had no reaction whatsoever, Konohamaru looked at him in confusion. Was Itachi gay?
Konohamaru figured there was only one way to find out. He wrenched his eyes away from his hot clones, summoned more chakra…
"Oiroke: Otoko no Ko Dōshi no Jutsu", he shouted, conjuring two clones again. These took the form of two nude guys, who looked suspiciously, but not exactly, like Sasuke and Gaara.
Itachi didn't react; Konohamaru risked a glance at his technique suspecting it may have failed. It was repulsive, appalling, sickening, the technique had succeeded.
Sasuke gazed at his brother with a mix of awe and trepidation.
"How is it you can resist such powerful techniques?"
Itachi glanced in his direction. "What powerful techniques? All I see are blurs. I'm blind, remember."
Sasuke glared at him in jealousy. "I MUST HAVE THE POWER TO RESIST!"
He reached into his pouch, pulled out a kunai and stabbed himself in the eyes, leaving vast wounds pouring out blood.
Konohamaru sweat dropped.
"That was a fun spar, Kisame!" Itachi called after his brother.
Konohamaru sweat dropped again. Itachi really was blind.
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