[Okay, I am redoing this story. So, let me say this first, I don't own the characters are anything related to Naruto, and I will be up front that I don't even own the idea of this story. It actually comes from someone else, but since, it seems that it will never be finished so I decided to do my own spin on it.]

Retribution

By: Raigon

Rain, why did it have to rain?

Her footsteps splashes unnaturally loud as the moment of distraction pass. This isn't some outing the rain was disrupting, but the moment of truth, as a kunai buries itself through a tree to the right of her head. Her footsteps skidding, as she turns to face him…the mutated shinobi that had been chasing her, he would pull up short in the face of her rage, only to have her fist plow its way into his chest. Her monstrous strength would send him flying from that hit …as a tree would fall in the forest.

The lightning flashing as she breathes deeply.

It wasn't over yet, not by a long shot, for this was the moment that they had spent half their lives on. The one mission that they had gambled everything on, their hearts, their souls, and their lives, and finally it was about to come to its end.

Sakura wipes the wet hair out of her face …as she stares at her destination and charges forward into the darkness of pouring rain. Thunder would finally sound, but even it wasn't enough to cover up that blood cuddling roar as she put more speed into her dash. The trees whipping by her in a blur as she recognized that roar and pray that he wasn't too far gone, she had been separated from her team upon entering the forest. For once, their tip hadn't been some dead end path, some trail that had long gone cold, but it was the monsters lair …and it couldn't have come at a better time. They had almost given up hope, the fear had started to drive them mad, and even though this tip had come from the most untrustworthy of sources …it was like a starving dog being given a bone. They would have taken anything at that point, but to find it so accurate. It was a blessing, then, but now …maybe it was more of a curse as she flew with reckless speed.

..

Pain and hurt had always been one and the same to him.

The differences of emotions in one next to the other lost to him …as was so many other things as he watches as the change took place. His team mate was losing himself …as the rage and anger would take control. The same anger and rage, he had spent his entire life being told to guard against, and for once, he understood why …as the ninetail fox would start to overshadow the normally happy boy. One tail, two tails, three tails, four tails, and a final fifth one would appear …as he was quickly reaching the point of no return and without either of their sensei there was no way to stop him as their former team mate would step forward. The one he replaced.

The Traitor.

They all say he look like him.

Hair slick by the rain to lay flat like his own. Pale of skin, and moving with the grace of a serpent, and those dark eyes that stare back at him before that blaze of hatred would make them flash reddish to him. Arrogates radiated from him ...pouring over anyone near him, and that confidences in himself that spoke volumes of being the center of attention for most of his life.

They looked nothing alike.

He would never understand that estimate.

His hair though flatten in the rain would look similar but that was it. His skin was paler, by a shade or two. His eyes were dark, true black instead of that imitations that was the traitor's, and they would never flare red with any sort of emotion. Finally his movements, he didn't move like a snake, but more like the tiger or lion that he loves to create. As for arrogances, he had no emotions at all, and so his being was devoid of all of that.

But, that wasn't all, and it was the last that made clear his own separation.

For there was no way he would do what the traitor did ...for that one had turn his back on everyone, trample on their feelings as though it was nothing, and shattered bonds he was willing to die for. Only a fool would do that, and Sai was no fool ...even though that would have been arguable at the moment.

They had afterall walked into a trap.

Sai pushes away from the tree as his blood leaves a stain behind him from his leaning on it. If it was to be a trap, he wouldn't so easily allow them to fall to it, for no other reason, than the fact that he dislike losing to the traitor. The Traitor whom had so easily thrown away something that he so desperately wanted to attain, and whom with just a single gesture could have it again …if he so choose. He didn't deserved that sort of loyalty as the dark hair boy pulled the katana free of its' sheathe and without a single word the two blades would cross as the traitor made for a death blow against Naruto. A move that would have slice head from shoulders had he not intercepted it. Dark eyes met dark eyes then …as one would turn a reddish tint …as he tries to once more drive home his superiority as the five tail boy would roars loudly and Sai in a single motion managed to force him backwards and away from the boy. Pressing his advance for the surprise attack he would force of their blades upwards as he strove to disarm the other boy and maybe bring this fight to a more control pace for himself.

For the traitor with bad, but traitor with a blade was worst.

A twist and a quick upward motion would give him just that reward as the traitors blade spun in the air before landing point down in the mud. He had succeed, and in his triumph for but one moment ...he had pause, and that was all that was needed. Red would meet black then as a single misstep would give the traitor back control.

This should be over quickly.

Then red would meet red …as the shock of their meeting would break them apart.

Another roar would remind them both of their tasks and break the moment of hesitation as Sai would succumb to red eyes. In the darkness of that tiny pin point of black, he would find himself trap in an endless cycle of death, but it wouldn't paralyze his mind or heart like others. He had no fear of death and he felt no pain ….not at least in the way that it was meant to be felt. The illusion that would have stopped so many others, only forced him to pause as he tries to shift his mind pass those visions. As he tries to rejoin, in some sense, the real world …even as his inner self is being killed time and time again.

As the rain pours down, he can see the traitor's back ….he had thought his replacement was well dealt with …as the traitor made his move. A hand reaching out for the transformed boy, Naruto, his body overlapped with the chakra of the demon within, and still roaring in fury and pain. It was to be over soon, as suddenly the raging beast would go quiet, as something that the traitor did suddenly quell it. A wet splash …as the boy falls limply into the rain, Naruto was him again, and the beast contain as the traitor looks away from his conquest. His eyes going upwards to the top of a hill where his master stands in the rain smiling his approval, it was after all, the final test. The proof of eyes' maturity and ripeness …as the traitor turns to join him.

Even weaken, Sai managed to make his move as the master's face turns from happiness to shock. It was all the warning that the traitor would need …as he spun around and the sound of a blade sliding through flesh would slice through the air ….as Sai's eyes went wide for but a moment. His mind slipping back into that world of endless death …as his body seems to be following with its own real one. The scroll of containment he had tried to use …slip through his fingers to unravel wetly in the rain. It would now never serve its purpose …as a wet stain seems to be the only testament at first of where the blade had gone in that black uniform. Slowly, blood would find its way free of the fabric as it rain down the side of his stomach …dripping from there onto the wet grass. Water mixed with blood as the traitor's eyes were wide in surprise for but a moment himself …as he pulls the blade free as a voice calls out to him.

Sakura had appeared on the other side of the battlefield, and she wasn't alone as on the opposite side …their sensei would also appear. What he had done wouldn't be hidden now ….as Sasuke simply made a low noise of resentment and then turned to race after his master. Leaving everything now, in a state of ruin …as the girl races towards the dark hair youth as his body splashes limply into a puddle of rain. The water mixed with blood slowly turns a muddy red.

Rain, why did it have to rain?

[Prologue done~ confusing …if so please tell me]