The most painful days and sorrowful nights

2. Lies come quickly

Sasuke had awakened to see Uzume was laying next to him.  Her hair covering her face,and her limbs stretched out like a kitten napping.  He slowly reached out and held her hands firmly.  Not enough to awaken her.  She was fragile now.  She needed every ounce of sleep she could get.

"You've awakened. .." a voice called out. He was gentle and smooth,yet his tone held authority and bitterness all in one. Sasuke looked into the darkness and saw a mask staring back at him. It was an orange color with hair spiked up. Sasuke automatically held up his kunai in defense.  He remembered that mask from when he fought a blonde hair man who ate clay. He was not going to let him lay a finger on Uzume's head. No matter how injured he was.

"You remind me so much of Itachi. from his hair color to his deadly glares."

Sasuke looked at the man passively.  He was a member of the Akatsuki-the same group Itachi was involved with. what exactly was he doing here?

"Who are you?" Sasuke asked.

"A friend of your brother's. " The man sat down and stretched out his legs.  He then turned towards Uzume's sleeping body.  where Sasuke gripped her hands tightly now. 

"She's grown up,hasn't she.? I haven't seen her in years." The man reached to pick her hair from her face,until Sasuke popped his hand back.  Glaring at him. 

"Don't touch her. " He sneered at him. He was ready to attack anyone who dared to look at Uzume differently. His eyes flickered with his Sharingan.

The man chuckled and drew his hand back onto his lap. He sighed while watching the girl stir in her sleep.  Behind that mask,his eyes softened at the sight of her. How much she looked familiar to her. She would have the world and everything in it,so long as he was around. If he was around to see her. He had watched her fall and cry when she was younger,getting back onto her feet and wiped off her legs and backside. Her eyes were his. he knew it. he had seen it. The visual prowess within her. The way she fought and kept herself together.  her thoughts were to herself.  She's a female version of himself.

Have you been weeping,My little goddess? Have you shed tears while I was away?

He thought to himself. Sasuke was staring at him long and hard. When the masked man finally faced him.

"let me tell you something,boy."

Uzume fell to the ground panting. Sweating.  Her body was bruised and there were scratces everywhere. her hands locked with her Kunai as she looked up at her opponent. 

"That was mere luck."  She said.

The man smirked under his mask and grew back into his position.  She stood up and charged towards him. her fists curving and connecting with his defense,her legs getting no where effective. She drew out her Kunai and managed to graze his arm.

She was amazed with just that small of a scratch,she was actually able to touch him. Or had he let her hit him? She didn't bother to let him tell her,she quickly pressed her fingers together and performed a few symbols. 

"Fuujin Raijinn Jutsū..!"

The wind was beginning to pick up around the man,sucking him into a massive tornado.  He looked around  for a way out.  There wasn't one. he was stuck within the tornado.

Uzume held out her hand and a bolt of lightning crackled in excitement.  Ready to be released.  She wanted to prove her worth.  She wanted to let the man know why you can never best an Uchiha.

"Your silly tricks will be the end of you.  I'll make you dance before you die. " She said, before throwing the bolts into the vortex of the tornado.  She heard the man hiss and cry out in pain. it felt good to hear that coming from a man.  it pleases her very much.