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Sasuke opened his eyes slowly. And here I hoped Hell was a myth, he thought disappointedly. But he resigned to himself to whatever punishment was coming, because he deserved it. He looked around himself and was surprised to see what looked like a prison, with him in a cell. Why am I in a cell?

Sasuke rubbed his head as the dull headache of a concussion began to escalate. He felt confused and lethargic, but a sense of dread began to settle in his gut. More and more, Sasuke got the sickening feeling that he wasn't dead.

Worse than that, someone had put him in a cell, someone who more than likely didn't like him. And the worst yet, Sasuke had little chakra, and had obvious head injuries that were slowing his thinking.

After a few deep breaths and a moment of meditation, Sasuke turned angry sharingan eyes to the man outside of his cell. "Well, well Sasuke. I didn't expect you to wake up today, let alone sense me and use your sharingan."

"What do you want," Sasuke glared at none other than Madara Uchiha, the man responsible for his family's demise. Sasuke suddenly grabbed at his head, and scrunched his eyes, panting. "So I see the chakra drain finally kicked in. You won't be able to use your sharingan while you stay here, or any jutsu for that matter."

"I won't ask you again: what do you want from me?" Madara chuckled darkly from his casual leaning position on the opposite wall, "You're not in any position to interrogate me." Madara stood up and walked up to the door of his cell, most of his face still hidden beneath his mask, but his new rinnengan stared menacingly alongside his sharingan.

"I will tell you this though, don't try anything. This cell is designed to drain your chakra. And I have a little insurance policy too. Test me, and I'll make you wish you hadn't." "You don't scare me Madara. There's nothing you can do to me." Madara began laughing suddenly, holding his stomach and slapping his knee. Sasuke raised a single eyebrow at the odd scene.

Madara looked ridiculous over all, more like the Tobi character he had played. But just as quickly as he started, he stopped, and returned to the dark menacing aura. Sasuke secretly decided Madara might seriously be schizophrenic.

"When did I say I was doing something to you? Foolish boy, you might not be quite as bright as I once thought," Sasuke's glare slowly bled into confusion the more Madara spoke. Madara sighed and shook his head, "No matter, I'll return shortly with your ration, and until I'm ready for you, you'll be staying here. Like I said, if you cross me, you'll regret it."

Madara began walking away even as he spoke, either not caring or not noticing Sasuke's defiant glare. As soon as Madara was through the door, Sasuke was up and searching his prison. There was only one dim light on the ceiling, making it difficult to see, but Sasuke felt every inch.

He found three of his four walls were made of bars, and all three had chakra draining seals. The fourth wall was solid concrete, and if his hearing was to be trusted, it was about fifty to sixty inches thick. He had to take frequent breaks, as he was still weak from his injuries.

Finally, Sasuke found a chink in the corner of the concrete wall and the floor, and picked at it, trying to see if he could remove a bar. To his great surprise, he found a kunai. Sasuke's brows creased as he pondered the probability of a kunai actually being in a whole in the wall.

Who would do that? A prisoner trying to hide his last weapon, but forgot about it? That was unlikely. It would make more sense that they had been killed or moved before they could retrieve it, but being a ninja, Sasuke was naturally suspicious of such a gift.

He sat examining it for a couple of hours, but it was just a normal kunai. He finally decided that it was simply coincidence. Being on his guard just in case was unnecessary, since he was already doing so simply because he was in a cell held by the enemy.

Sasuke then pondered how he could use it. Madara had the pesky space/time warp to overcome before a kunai did any good. It was really a matter of getting him to use it and then striking when he solidified, before he could use his technique again. He supposed he could conserve some chakra and settle for a mediocre chidori. That way Madara still had to use his jutsu, and Sasuke could use the concealed kunai to hopefully strike a death blow.

It was highly improbable that it would work. The chidori alone wasn't guarantied. Not to mention the precise timing required. Sasuke sighed heavily, weighing the benefits of waiting to develop a better plan against an immediate strike.

On one hand, his only shot at escape might lie with using the kunai, and strategizing to find the most effective way to utilize it would produce the best chance of killing Madara. On the other hand, the longer he waited, the more time Madara had to discover his kunai, and he had the element of surprise now.

Sasuke finally decided that leaving immediately would be best. There was no guarantee that his injuries would be treated, therefore he wouldn't get much stronger than he was at the moment. Madara would not expect him to try something so soon. And he defiantly didn't expect him to have a weapon on him.

Sasuke was pleased with his decision, and slipped the kunai behind his waistband, hidden but ready for use. He was glad that he did, for not a few seconds later, Madara returned.

He was carrying a sack over his shoulder, and briefly Sasuke was tempted to ask, but decided to focus on meditating to help build up some chakra. Madara didn't speak as he turned on the light, and threw the sack into a cell three cells down from his on the opposite side of the hallway.

Madara swung the door closed, but didn't lock it. Sasuke's brow creased as he listened for the sound, but only heard Madara's footsteps approaching his cell. Madara opened his door with a little bowl of something that didn't smell edible.

As Madara set the bowl down, Sasuke struck. Sending his electric chakra to his right hand, Sasuke barely managed to produce a spark compared to his typical chidori, but it was enough. But before he could follow through, Madara had already slammed him up against the cement wall.

"I warned you not to cross me Sasuke. But just so you know, I planted that kunai myself, because I wanted to show you what would happen. You just don't know how hard it was to wait for you to decide to use the kunai. I was about to break down and just do it. But thankfully you went along with my plan," Madara chuckled darkly, before suddenly dropping Sasuke.

"I doubt you would be able to see what I want you to see with this poor light, so if you don't mind sit here while I light the torches." Madara slammed his cell door closed, and then he performed a small fireball jutsu that when down the hallway, lighting the torches as it passed. Sasuke winced slightly at the sudden light, but kept his eyes fixed on Madara.

Madara dragged out the sack he brought in earlier, and dropped it in front of Sasuke's door. He pulled the bag off, and Sasuke inadvertently sucked in a breath.

It was Sakura. A very angry looking Sakura bound and gagged.