Sasuke Uchiha. Last of the Uchiha's. He had seen to that months ago, using his skill, knowledge, and strength to best his brother. Itachi had been slow to realize how much stronger his younger sibling had become, so it was no hard thing for the boy to kill Itachi in the cruelest manner possible. Slow...deliberate...one body part at a time. His sword was meant to slice...and slice it did. Each fragment of Itachi's person hit the ground, until nothing remained but blood, gore...and blood!

It was with this conscience that Sasuke Uchiha returned to Konoha, to be in his city once again. The streets that night were quiet, and the boy walked beyond the main gate towards the Hokage Tower. On his way, he was stopped by a girl. Her pink hair flowed in the breeze, and for a moment, she smiled, seeing her lost love return to her.

"Sasuke-kun...I...when..." He smiled, walking to her and grabbing her around the waist. She gasped as his face came closer to hers, until they were inches apart. "Sasuke...kun..."

"Sakura-san...hello." She blinked, then smiled shyly.

"Sasuke-kun...hello to you...to." She fluttered her eyelashes coyly, smiling at the boy. Her lips pursed, and she began to inch forward.

"Yes, Sakura-san...hello...and goodbye!" His movements were much faster than she could imagine, and his sword barely swished the air. Her medical techniques never lasted...when her head was detached from her body. Ripping the shirt from the slain girl, Sasuke smiled as he wiped his blade on the fabric, throwing it back down. "Hn...stupid insect." Resuming his walk, he found himself in the front of the Hokage tower. Smiling up at it, he ascended the building, no sound or movement coming from him. Upon reaching the top, he glared into the Hokage's chamber, where Tsunade slept peacefully, probably drunk as always. Slipping in quietly, he went to her, kneeling down and sighing. "Tsunade-sama..."

"Hmmm...what?" Blinking, she looked up, seeing the boy. "Sa...Sasuke?" He smiled, nodding.

"Hai...Tsunade-sama." It was then she noticed the blood on him.

"Wait...why are you here? What?" Jumping up, she got into a fighting stance, her hand out. "Infamous outlaw Sasuke Uchiha, what are you thinking coming into my room like this? I'll have you arrested!" Her hand shot out, connecting with the boy's face. All her might...her strength...her sheer tenacity, struck in one blow. She smiled, but gasped as the boy's face moved her arm back.

"Tsunade-sama...you grow weak with age." His sword flashed out, and even the Hokage, a Sannin, and the legendary medical nin, couldn't dodge fast enough. Slashing her from stomach to chest, she was thrown back, coughing blood as Sasuke stood.

"Sas...uke...I...will...kill...kill..."

"Now now, Tsunade-sama. Is that any way to speak...to an old teammate?" His foot lashed out, catching her in her stomach. Winded completely, she bent over, the perfect target. His sword flashed once, and she stood, half-bowing, as it crunched into the wood of the floor...despite her heart being the first thing it passed through. She fell, the floor reverberating. "Hn...stupid woman. Never understood the power of immortality!"

"Sir...is it clear?" Sasuke Uchiha smiled, turning around to face his own medical nin.

"Hai, Kabuto. Please...tell the others to begin the assault. This shouldn't take long." Turning around, the boy felt the other leave. Kneeling, he caressed the face of the previous Hokage. "You were so beautiful, Tsunade-sama. Shame that age makes one frail...weak...ugly!" Getting up, he walked to the balcony, seeing shapes beginning to stalk the houselines and roof tops. His Sound soldiers would make quick work of the city.

"Sasuke!" Turning, he addressed the boy...who must have come to speak with Tsunade.

"Ah...the jinchurriki. Hello...Naruto-kun." Naruto blinked, but glared back.

"What have you done...teme? HUH! WHAT!" His hand flew into a hand-sign, and four Naruto's stood there. Sasuke shook his head at the boy's tenacity.

"A shame. You would have made a fine pupil...if you hadn't been so stupid and obsolete!" His sword lashed out once, catching all four Naruto's and slicing them in half. The real Naruto gasped, staring down at his middle...as it disconnected from the rest of his body. Before his eyes closed, the boy glared up at the raven haired elite.

"Sasuke...why?"

"Oh? Why, you say? I don't know why. Perhaps I was tired of this place. It was always so boring. It needed to move, if you understand?" Of course the boy didn't. He went on. "By the way, you should stop calling me Sasuke."

"That's...your name." Sasuke smiled, then laughed...then roared.

"Kukuku!" Taking out his hand, he ran it over his face. "Does this...help?" His hand removed, he stared at the boy, who was falling to the floor. He died with one word on his lips.

"Orochimaru." The man in question went back to the railing, staring down as fires erupted into the night. His assassination squad was doing its work fine.

"No more Konoha. Shame. So many fine test subjects here. Oh well. On to the next one, I suppose. Ku...kuku...kukukukuku!" Turning back to the inner sanctum of the Hokage's tower, he opened a bottle of fine sake, one from Tsunade's secret stash. "A toast to me! A toast...to the Sharingan...and it's new owner!" The wine spilled sloppily as he threw it away. "Disgusting drink. In my world, no one will have need for alcohol...because no one will want anything but what I give them!"

(Orochimaru smiled at his computer, turning around. "Kabuto! What do you think, hm?" The medic nin in question glanced down, his eyebrow raising.

"You know, Orochimaru-sama. That is quite good."

"Yes. I also killed Itachi. Did you see?"

"Yes, well done, Orochimaru-sama."

"Thank you. I threw in that part with Tsunade so people would know that I'm straight." Turning back to the computer, he grimaced. "Though the thought of calling her beautiful fills me with loathing."

"Plus the fact that you don't like women." Orochimaru blinked, turning to address the empty room.

"What was that? Who said that? Show yourself!" A snicker was his only answer, and he stalked off, intending to kill people because he could...and because he would feel better for it.)