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Sasuke stood over the defeated blond. The drops of rain drenching his clothes and that of his best friend, he grinned as he realized what had happened. He beat him. He had beaten the one that had grown stronger than him the past few months. Naruto had lost against him. This victory was sweet to Sasuke. It was one more step to achieving his final goal, the killing of his brother. He laughed and turned toward Orochimaru's hideout.

Pain. That was all he could feel. An intense pain seared through his head. He fell to his knees, holding his head in agony. Was this an effect of the curse seal? No, it wasn't. He knew that much. He could feel something else. It was so familiar. It was accompanying the pain. What was this?

'Foolish brother. You cannot defeat me. You have yet acquired eyes like mine. You are no closer in defeating me than you were those many years ago. Shall I make you remember?

Sasuke gritted his teeth as he saw the illusion of the Tsukiyomi again. This wasn't real. He knew this also. It was a memory of the incident that had begun his journey as an avenger. But whether or not the illusion was real and not a memory, it still made him understand something. His brother, Itachi, was more skilled than him in every way. He must have gotten stronger now. But, even if he did reach Itachi's level, he didn't have those eyes. The same eyes that had watched his parents be killed he did not have. He needs those eyes. He needs the Mangekyou Sharingan. Otherwise, Itachi will always be above him.

He looked back. Naruto was still there. He walked back to the blond and looked at the face of his best friend. It was a peaceful face, as if he had gone to sleep without any troubles. Sasuke lifted his hand and let the lightning style jutsu activate. He heard the chirping of the attack and felt a single shred of guilt and regret for what he was about to do. But, he had to. He brought his hand down and shot it toward the chest of the blond.

The blood was quickly washed away by the rain as it poured profusely onto the ground and Sasuke's arm. Sasuke removed his arm and, using his foot, pushed the blond into the water beside him. The body disappeared under the water, only to rise again a couple meters away. But from here, Sasuke could see the body slowly sinking as it lost his precious life liquid and tainted the water with its red color. However, Sasuke could not see it sink to the bottom. The body had fallen over the waterfall.

He waited. It wouldn't take much more time for Naruto to bleed out. After that, he would have the eyes to finally pass his brother.

He laughed to the heavens, already forgetting what he lost. All that he thought was revenge.

Kakashi leapt from branch to branch, following Pakku. If he didn't hurry, Pakku would lose the scent in the rain.

"Kakashi, I smell blood.", the ninja dog said. Kakashi didn't reply. He sped up. He wasn't going to lose someone from his team again.

Kakashi saw the opening between two trees as light shined through. With an extra boost of chakra, he shot into the area beyond the forest.

He saw one boy, raven haired, blue and white clothes. Kakashi nearly felt his heart drop when he didn't see a hint of orange, but he recovered. A ninja can't show weakness and it wasn't the time to lose hope. He nodded toward Pakku who poofed away. He jumped onto the rock that his student was on.

Sasuke was on his knees, shouting. "No, no! It's not possible!" Kakashi grabbed Sasuke by the shoulders and turned him around. "Sasuke, where's Naruto?", he demanded.

Sasuke didn't answer the question. It seemed that Sasuke was ignoring him because he continued yelling. "Not even him! It's not possible! Not even he could survive that!"

"Sasuke, where's Naruto?", Kakashi yelled, growing scared and impatient by the second. This still didn't grab his attention, but Kakashi didn't need it anymore. He got his answer from what his student said next.

"My Mangekyou Sharingan! Why don't I have it? He died. I killed him!"

Kakashi felt the world around him freeze. Mangekyou Sharingan, a cursed bloodline advancement that could only be made by killing one's best friend, and Sasuke had done it.

He could have let his temper go. He held in his anger at the enemy ninjas when Obito and Rin died. He held in his anger at the Kyuubi when his sensei died. He deserved to finally let go of his rage, wasn't he? He shook his head. No, he didn't. Sasuke did deserve it, but he was also his student. Kakashi chopped the back of the neck with his hand, which knocked Sasuke out, and made the silent, long trip back to the village.

Near the waterfall, a stranger smiled. He had just picked up a very special prize indeed. He had found a container and fixed it up using a Step technique. It was very special. What other container had inside the power of an Ethereal Shinigami and a 9th circle demon?

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