Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
It was she! His Sakura blossom was back. But, the blood, where did the blood come from? So much blood, so much.
"Hello little brother," a familiar voice had said from behind the bushes.
"Itachi! You bastard! What have you done to Sakura?" screamed Sasuke.
"I have done nothing… nothing that she didn't deserve anyway, the bitch deserved it," he had simply stated.
"Sakura!" Sasuke screamed.
"So, little brother, what do you think of my lovely wife?" Itachi asked with a smirk.
"Bastard! What did you do?" yelled Sasuke.
"My, my little brother, why would you repeat yourself again, you just asked the same question," Itachi stated.
Sasuke gets into an attack mode. Today is the day his big brother falls. But, before he does kill him he wanted to know why he wanted to kill Sakura.
"Why?" Sasuke simply asked.
"Why? Why? Well, for the same reason I killed our clan, little brother, but of course it doesn't take a genius to figure that out," he said.
'Get ready to die, Itachi' were the last thing Sasuke had said before piercing his kunai knife through Itachi's shoulder.
'He, got me?' thought Itachi. 'I have gotten sloppy, no matter, little brother will never win.'
Itachi activated his sharingan, and immediately, Sasuke was on the ground. Itachi punched him in the face, yet then Sasuke's body turned into a log. 'Damn a substitution.'
Sasuke was in the air, no wait, three Sasuke's! One aimed for Itachi's left arm, one for the right, and the last strait at him.
They got him. And then, Itachi's body turned into a log. Fuck! A substitution.
Oh well.
Sasuke stood in the middle of the clearing, breathing shallowly. He sensed chakra coming at a fast speed strait at him.
"I'll kill you, then I'll take care of the witch!" screamed Itachi, as he pierced his fist through Sasuke's left shoulder.
A loud scream was heard through the forest, just outside of Konoha. It was Sasuke. Sakura had heard it.
She wearily stood up and saw Itachi, and he was attacking, hold on, was he attacking a copy of himself?
No, the other boy had a cold stare, yet there was, a certain softness to his eyes. The boy was on his knees, and blood was freely flowing down his shoulder.
"Itachi, you bastard," he whispered.
"What's wrong, little brother, does hurt to know someone that loved you so much forgot all about you? And, to think, you couldn't even protect her. But, I'm sure she'd forgive you, that is if you were alive to say it to her when she wakes up, no matter she will be joining you soon," Itachi said.
A shower of kunai knives hit him. He was finally dead. Itachi was dead. She didn't need to worry anymore. He was dead, and that's all that mattered. Her baby was safe. She was safe.
But, that boy, he wasn't safe. Her last thoughts were of that boy before she fell into the land of unconsciousness. And, he soon followed, thinking of her, and how she had killed his older brother.