A/N: Just some Future Naruto drabbles. Spoiler Warning for those who don't read the manga. Please R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, Naruto's Level Two Kyuubi image would be a lot more refined.
Revelations: Sasuke
"You're all idiots." Wind teased his long black bangs as the stood in the middle of a windy plain, some where close to Kusagakure. Though his voice remained neutral, impassionate even, he was angry. Very angry.
Standing a few meters away were Sakura, Kakashi, and Naruto. Them. His old team, old companions. His family.
Why? Why were they here? Why did they have to be so fucking stubborn enough to sneak into another hidden village just to come after him?
Why did they have to change so much without him?
A low, menacing chuckle came from behind him. "Ah, Kakashi-kun, I knew you would be upset at losing one of your students, but I didn't think you would be suicidal." His master's tone was mocking.
Kakashi. Kaka-sensei. He had never seen such a look on his old sensei's face. Yes, he had seen the man angry, but never, never, had he seen such open hatred adorning the man's features. So much pain, as well. He could now read the man like he was a book with very, very large font. Kakashi uncovered his Sharingan.
"And Naruto-kun," His hand tightened fractionally around the kunai it was holding at the sound of amusement in his master's voice. "I hope you're feeling well since the last time we met. My associates and I seem to have a habit of seeing you unconscious when we leave." Secretly, he gritted his teeth.
Naruto. The dobe. He also wore a new expression- meaning that he didn't wear one at all. It wasn't the happy grin that he always wore when they were kids. It wasn't the angry frown that he always wore whenever he was shown up. And it wasn't the blood curdling mix of sadness and rage that he had worn when they fought in the Valley of the End. It was nothing. It was almost as if Kakashi and Naruto had switched bodies. Naruto tightened his hitai-ate.
"Don't forget Sakura-san, Orochimaru-sama." He could literally hear the very smug, very dangerous smirk that Kabuto was wearing from where he stood somewhere behind him. "She is here to fight us as well."
Sakura. The weakling. Her eyes were narrowed and look she was giving off was, for the first time since he had met her, dangerous. Her expression radiated a strength, a determination, that he had never felt from her before. Her eyes were cold. She looked ready to kill. It was shocking. Sakura pulled on a pair of black gloves.
"Shall we begin?" Kabuto, his voice was always unbelievably polite, even when he was pulling someone's small intestine out with his bare hands.
"I'll take him." It was the first any of his former teammates had spoken since the two groups had come across each other in the middle of the field. He was surprised to hear it was Sakura, especially when the others didn't say a thing to contradict her.
Stupid idiots! He's going to kill her! Still, even he didn't move.
He felt the air ripple as Kabuto rushed past him toward the pink-haired kunoichi. Kabuto's hands were surrounded with a blue aura, his chakra scalpels activated to injure organs and sever blood vessels.
He watched in slow motion as Sakura swung her arm back and aimed a punch at Kabuto.
Watched as Kabuto dodged and her fist struck the ground instead.
Felt as the ground ruptured, shaking beneath his feet, twisting itself into a big mass of rubble.
Felt as a red hot force suddenly appeared to his left.
And he realized something.
Perhaps he had underestimated their strength after all.