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"Aww," a mocking voice said. "How sweet." Team Yamato spun round. In front of them stood a man with a swirling, orange mask and short, raven hair. Sasuke hissed furiously.
"Madara."
"Nice to see you too, Sasuke," Madara Uchiha said sarcastically.
"Get lost."
Madara huffed.
"That's not very polite, Sasuke," he said.
"Hn. Whatever," Sasuke replied.
"And I'm not going until I get what I want," Madara added, glancing at Naruto. The Kyuubi host scowled.
"That's me right? No thank you."
Madara laughed.
"You have a choice. Come quietly without making a fuss or I'll kill your friends."
"You can try to kill my friends, but you won't manage it," Naruto countered. Madara looked at Sasuke.
"My clan member will be first to die," he said. Sasuke scowled.
"Get. Lost."
"Let's start with the basics, shall we Sasuke?" Madara asked, forming familiar handsigns. "Fire style: Fireball jutsu!" A giant fireball raced towards Sasuke, who dodged. They both activated their Sharingan. Mimicking each other's movements, two 'Phoenix Flower Jutsu's appeared, cancelling each other out.
Behind his mask, Madara grinned. Everything was going to plan. A ball of lightning chakra formed in Sasuke's palm – the trademark noise accompanying it.
"Chidori?" Madara remarked. "That's all you can do?" Sasuke glared at him. The Lightning Blade lengthened rapidly. Just in time, Madara dodged to the side. Distracting him with the lightning, Sasuke threw a handful of kunai towards the older Uchiha. To his astonishment, Madara managed to evade both the kunai and the jutsu. The beginnings of panic started to invade his mind, although he kept his face carefully emotionless. His chakra wasn't fully built up after his brief but intense suffering at the hands of Danzo – in fact, he'd only been running on about 30% chakra all day. Having used Chidori three times, as well as the Sharingan, he was down to about 2% - he'd have to deactivate his kekkei genkai soon.
Madara activated his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan and produced a mass of black flames – Amaterasu. Cursing, Sasuke activated his Double Mangekyo Sharingan – Susanoo, which shielded him from the unnatural fire. Feeling his chakra ebbing, the used the Dragonflame jutsu. Madara jumped out of his way. His chakra exhausted, the Susanoo disappeared and crimson eyes turned back to onyx.
Seemingly out of nowhere, a hand holding a ball of chakra similar to Naruto's Rasengan punched his chest. Hard. Blood spurted from his mouth and he flew backwards. He landed on his back, more crimson liquid erupting from his mouth. Madara advanced on him, glee clearly evident, holding Sasuke's katana. It swung down and Sasuke rolled out the way – he wasn't beaten yet. Staggering to his feet, he made the correct handsigns for his major technique.
"You're drained, Sasuke," Madara said. "You don't even have enough chakra for the Sharingan." Sasuke shrugged as dark thunder clouds formed overhead, brought into existence by the heat of Amaterasu and the Dragonflame jutsu. A single, white-hot, bolt of lightning struck Sasuke's hand.
Sakura screamed "Sasuke!" Without warning, the element leapt from his hand and sped towards Madara. It was so fast that even he didn't have a chance to avoid it. He dropped like a stone. Sasuke stumbled over to him. Madara Uchiha was dead.
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Tsari
