Wet feet pounded on the trunk next to him. He didn't bother looking up, his Sharingan were already activated, and he had seen him coming 5 minutes ago. Only his friend, not friend, enemy could make an appearance that obvious. Water dripped down his nose, was it rain or tears?
He stood up, staring at the blond spiky hair, not changed from when he had last seen it, the whiskers that were left over from the nine tailed fox, the bright blue eyes that bored into his bright red ones.
"Why did you call me here?" His voice was hard, harder then he wished. Despite all appearances, Sasuke was burning inside, burning with hate, with love, and with the wish for someone to save him from the pit of darkness he was slowly rotting in.
"I wanted to see you." Such a simple answer, but how could he fit so much compassion into it? So many emotions in those eyes of his. He sometimes wished that his eyes could be a mirror of Naruto's eyes. Believable, trustworthy, someone you would be proud to call a friend. Not like his own.
"I also wanted to tell you something." He hadn't brought Sakura. Probably a good thing, as she would have cried and begged him to come home. Where was home? There was never a real home, since Itachi killed them all.
"I'm going to kill you."
"...What?" Had he heard right? Was this the real Naruto standing in front of him? "Did they tell you to, Naruto?"
"I came here of my own accord. To kill you." Why was he saying this? Why was Naruto of all people threatening to kill him? Had the demon fox taken him over? Sasuke raised his Sharingan, and looked at Naruto. His chakra was normal, not like that last time. The bubbling red chakra still haunted him to this day. It was so against the natural flow of things, against all that he stood for.
"Sasuke. Shall we begin?"