Wᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ Sɪɴ | Iᴛᴀᴄʜɪ Uᴄʜɪʜᴀ

Epilogue

He slowly opened his eyes. The room was poorly lit with one candle. The shadows danced on the walls making the surroundings look more ominous. Sasuske sat up. His body felt light and healthy, as if the battle with Itachi never happened. Sasuke looked at his hands: Itachi was dead. He felt nothing. There was no happiness from the victory, no grief from the loss, there was nothing.

"Your little friend treated your wounds," someone's deep voice said from the shadows. "Even in her state she managed to fill you with life," the stranger chuckled. "You won."

An image of bloodied Itachi appeared in his mind. He could still hear Mei's cries as she hovered over Itachi's body. Sasuke did not reply. A dark figure stepped out into the light. A tall man wearing a mask looked familiar.

"I even felt a little sorry for her," he said. "She got involved with two foolish brothers. She must have been devastated watching you fight, knowing that one of you will end up dead." The man stepped forward. Sasuke clenched the thin blanket in his hands. "She did leave you something," he took out an object from his pocket and thew it at Sasuke. Sasuke reached out and caught it. He opened his first and his jaw tensed. He clenched the Uchiha Clan pendant wanting to destroy it. The stranger watched him carefully.

"Ironic." He finally said. Sasuke glared at him. "But let us put your fruitless love affair aside. We've met before, but last time it was as enemies," the man said. "I brought you here to tell you something...about Itachi Uchiha."

Sasuke's eyes twitched.

"Let's start the introductions," the man reached out for his mask. "Similar to you, I am a survivor of Uchiha Clan massacre,"

Sasuke's head shot up and eyes widened. The Sharingan activated and turned into Mangekyō Sharingan, causing his eye to bleed. Something appeared around the stranger, causing him to drop to his knees in agony.

"What was that?" Sasuke spoke.

"The Amaterasu, which Itachi implanted inside you," the stranger chuckled. "He managed to surprise you even after his death. Amusing. He must have done something to you before his death. At the end, for your sake, he must have transferred his own ocular powers to you." He sighed. "In order to protect you...you think you know everything about your brother, but you know nothing."

"Shut up." Sasuke spat. "If you continue talking, I will kill you."

The stranger crossed the arms on his chest. "He must have told you about his accomplice that night. I am that Madara Uchiha."

Sasuke grabbed clenched his teeth, his eyes were glaring daggers. "Shut up! It does not matter! Nothing else matters!"

"No." Madara objected harshly. "You will listen. You will learn the truth about Itachi Uchiha."

***

The night was young. Naruto paced around the kitchen trying to prepare ramen. His mind was occupied, making it hard to concentrate on cooking. The blonde hissed as he once again burned his fingers. He sighed heavily wondering if he should give up when someone knocked on the door.

"I'm coming!" he yelled. The door swung open and Naruto froze. The goofy smile on his face was replaced with the look of worry. He stepped aside allowing the visitor to step in.

"I must be the last person you'd expect to be knocking on your door," she said removing the hood from her head, allowing the hair to fall freely.

"No. Sasuke is the last person," Naruto replied finally recovering from the shock.

Mei looked at the blonde. Her exhausted expression did not escape his gaze. She nervously fiddled with her robe. Naruto waited patiently until she finally spoke again.

"I need your help."