Sorry... this should have been up sooner, actually over a week ago, but I sprained my wrist pretty badly on the day I was going to type it up. With taking notes at school, my hand was dead by the end of the day, but I finally am able to type it up.
I hope I kept Ibiki IC

Apparently Konoha believed him, or wanted information out of him, though Sasuke strongly believed that it was the latter. Why would Konoha believe him – a traitor who affiliated with the Akastuki? There was the perfect timing of his escape and Naruto's death. Of course, this was planning out days ahead of schedule, knowing that removing the Kyuubi was a lengthy, strenuous task. He could tell that this was Madara's word – the perfect timing, the influential words – he had laid out the pieces, forcing him to jump in the simple game of checkers. However, Sasuke wouldn't allow himself to be led anymore. He'd withhold any information unless it meant his life were to be spared, but not at the cost of Itachi's revenge, the Uchiha revenge! He realized that once again, Madara trapped him between the choice of death or revenge, and the latter causing him to crawl back to his ancestor. However, he'd wait it out, he'd provide them with truths if they were willing to listen, or willing to hide behind their own deception.

"Uchiha Sasuke?"

When Sasuke heard his name being called, he looked up to see three ANBU members standing at the entrance of his cell. They looked away to avoid genjutsu.

Sasuke smirked, but stopped the laughter bubbling in his chest to escape. "I've already said this one, even though the eyes aren't sealed, my chakra is."

"Why should we believe your lies?" On guard demanded and tied a ribbon to Sasuke's eyes. It wasn't made to seal, but to block his vision.

Sasuke sighed and shook his head. "Don't you get it? If I could have accessed my abilities, I would have done it long ago. I'm certain your colleagues informed you that I could use Amaterasu."

"They also informed us of your qualms to kill – seeing as you freed one of them from its fiery grasp."

"I don't kill pointlessly. If I see no gain in killing a person, I don't. Seeing as I could not possibly escape, I saw no need in killing him. You guys on the other hand…"

"That's enough Uchiha! You're coming with us?" Another guard said and pulled Sasuke up by the chains.

With a sigh, Sasuke obeyed.

They arrived in a medical room – Sasuke could tell just by the stench of the place.

"Remove the blindfold for now; we'll need to see his eyes for any betrayal of his body."

Sasuke knew the voice belonged to Tsunade, and when they removed the blindfold, the first thing he saw was a bed beneath large lights. Then, as he looked around instinctually, he observed two selves against a wall, Tsunade, Ibiki and somebody who looked uncannily like Ino. Taking in the information – especially Ibiki, Sasuke laughed dryly. "Now what is this? Planning to interrogate me now?"

It was Ibiki whom his chains were handed to, and the man tugged on them roughly. "Let's cut to the chase. Did you kill Naruto?"

"No." Sasuke didn't wince at the pain that was caused by the jerking of his chains and responded stoically.

"This will be a difficult task it seems. Just like your brother would have been. Pity I never could have interrogated him, but you killed him too didn't you?"

Something seemed to snap in Sasuke, the adolescent eyes shining with hatred. "Don't you dare speak to me about Itachi!"

Ibiki raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Still harbour some brotherly affection, even after what he did hmm? Even after your revenge. How did his death taste?"

A dangerous aura escaped Sasuke, murderous almost, shocking even the three ANBU in the room, leaving only Ibiki and the Hokage standing normally. "I told you not to speak to me about Itachi! You have no right!"

Tsunade glanced at Ibiki, "I suggest you back down from this approach for now. I would not like to bring in anymore ANBU at the moment. His chakra and hands may be bound, but I'm afraid that may not be enough if we push him too far."

Sasuke could tell that Ibiki was upset at having to change his approach, and it calmed Sasuke that Ibiki had backed off of the subject of Itachi.

Ibiki sat on a chair backwards, hands resting at the highest point and placed his chin on top of his hands. "So did you enjoy ripping Naruto's arms apart, mutilating his body, but kindly leaving his face alone?"

Sasuke visually winced. He knew Madara was ruthless, but he never expect this. "And where is your proof that I had done such a thing?" He asked after a moment, keeping his voice calm.

"You have acquired the Mangekyo Sharingan have you not?"

Sasuke laughed malevolently at that. "I don't even consider Naruto me friend, nonetheless my best friend. Besides, I hadn't learned of his death until those ANBU rushed me."

"So you murdered another, perhaps from Sound?"

"Surprisingly, I killed no one. Each found his own death, but not by the means of my hands. However, I did beat them to a bloody pulp beforehand." Sasuke added with a chuckle.

Ibiki stared at his in disbelief, and Sasuke was about to continue, but Tsunade interfered again. "Inoichi, find the truth behind his eyes of deception."

Sasuke laughed, "I suggest against that Tsunade, unless you desire to have your deception revealed – the one that the village and I have been led along for that past eight years."

Confusion tainted Tsunade's face as she looked at Sasuke, "And what deception may I ask that you are referring to?"

Sasuke raised his eyebrow arrogantly. "Oh? You don't know? I suggest you ask your precious council that then. I'm most certain that they will know, seeing as they are the ones who forced Sarutobi after all.

Tsunade grumbled, but decided not to doubt Sasuke's words this time. It would be better to play it same, and ordered, "Take him back to his cell!"

Again, Sasuke sighed but obeyed his orders, being led back to his cell. He was brought what he presumed to be lunch immediately after he arrived, though the attendants also blindfolded him again. After supper was served, Sasuke put his head back, intent on getting some rest. He really did hate meal time, seeing as he had to be fed the food, his hands bound behind his back. He tugged on the chains agitatedly, and found out that, if he wanted to, he could break out of them if he tried, However, he also knew that there would be no point and would be captured immediately after, seeing how many ANBU guarded the place now – not to mention his chakra was also sealed. Trying to escape would also prove Madara right, not to mention that it wouldn't please the council. (It wasn't as if it would matter though, seeing as they were set for his death eight years ago) Sighing, Sasuke closed his eyes and calmed his breathing.

Perhaps halfway in achieving sleep, his cell door opened and he opened his eyes, only to see nothing but the blindfold.

"Sasuke…"

The voice provoked a curiosity in Sasuke. He knew he heard it before. He twisted his head, wanting to see the stranger, but failed and gave up, knowing it wouldn't work. The lazy voice, he couldn't decipher its speaker. Then, he felt gloved hands wrapping around his head and he heard the cloth rubbing against each other before it fell.

Blinking, Sasuke quickly became adjusted to the darkness. When he looked at the squatting stranger, their faced was covered by a worn feline ANBU mask. There were several chips, unique in their own nature. A sword was on his back, and the black fabric stretched from his neck and over his torso. The shoulders were bare, displaying the tattoo, and below the, the black fabric continued down to his fingers. The traditional white armour covered his body, and Sasuke still couldn't place this person from his memories. Perhaps it was due to the hair being covered, seeing as most ANBU didn't cover their hair.

"Who are you?" Frustration took over, and Sasuke just wanted to know who this person was, now.

"Ah, don't you remember that the ANBU must keep their identities secret Sasuke?"

Even the tone seemed familiar and the jesting attitude that came with it unnerved Sasuke. Why could he not remember this person? With the annoyance, his eyes scowled, but he didn't say any further words.

"Everybody though you were gone for good, though it does surprise me that you wandered into our borders of your own free will. I want to ask you a simple question, even if I have heard of your answer, I desire to hear it out of your own mouth myself."

Sasuke arrogantly raised his eyebrow, though also somewhat quizzically – it wasn't as if the man could tell the difference anyway. He wondered why the man wanted to know the answer himself; did he actually have somebody who believed him? "What? Did I kill Naruto? No, I had the opportunity to kill him at the Valley of the End, but I didn't then, so why would I now, especially in the brutal was he apparently died."

Even though you have the Mangekyo Sharingan? You could have had another kill him, or indirectly killed him and felt the loss of his death. He was close to was he not?"

There was a bitter tone to the other's voice, but Sasuke dismissed it because the other was presuming far too much. "First of all, he is – was – not the one I considered closest to me! Secondly, I considered him no longer a friend, but a hindrance to my revenge. And thirdly, I never wanted these cursed eyes! I never wanted to follow Itachi's path! That was why I left him alive during our final battle!"

"Now, now, enough yelling. I believe you Sasuke. I never thought you were guilty for his death, I just wanted to ascertain that." Te ANBU stood up from his squatting position and turned around, a silver strand slipping from its cover and something clicked in Sasuke's moment.

Kakashi!

The door closed and he walked away, unknowingly leaving Sasuke speechless.