a few minuets had past. he was miles away by now. running. darkness all around him
as he pasted through his old village. he old friends and the place where 'he' killed their clan. the whole family, gone within a few minuets. all gone but from him and his brother.
Two black figures entered the sleeping village. Faces covered by a straw hat with paper strips and a small bell which only seemed to move in the wind. One tall then the other. the tallest held a long sword covered with bandages on his back.
the shorted and the taller one had followed sasuke from sound to leaf. The red eyes had followed him. the two walked to the old abandoned part of the village, the old uchiha compound.
the raven haired boy walked around the old village which he grew up in. every street held a memory of the people he cared about. down a long street he walked. a bush moved slightly, and he quickly shifted his feet, rising his hands into a guard ready to attack.