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“SHANNAROOOO!” Madara heard an outsanding female voice, he moved his eyes had a glimpse of real destruction of an opponent for the first time he was reanimated. Swiping the Ten Tail fissions to nowhere. He even bet the Fox Brat can’t do the same destruction with his bare bare hands, he always needed a helping hand.
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He was steadily on top of the Ten Tails with another Uchiha beside. Or should he say, pawn.
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He forwarded the beast’s attack to the acquired alliance of the major countries, all was another pure explosion.
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He drove the right hand of the beast to swipe the fog reaching his eye, he saw a group of more shinobi underneath.
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He saw how they manage to get more shinobi to drive towards death, which is exciting.
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Unknowingly, a small tingly feeling was felt behind his back. He rolled his eyes to the right, so does his head. He saw a Haruno shard. Rage was immediately followed by irritation. Damn these bastards, they still exist!?
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The shard was one true pain in the ass, it was able to absorb most of his unlimited chakra somehow and exploded right after wards which created a hole behind.
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He followed information, the pink thing was a Haruno, supposedly the last one. But how did she even reach behind him? Though, what a marvelous feat.
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One thing that gets on his nerves on how incompetent this force of nation is, they waited for the pink thing to pursue them to fight, hilarious.
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Scratching his cheek, he was getting bored, though his mind was slightly combusted with thoughts on how to control this damn beast using some imaginary telekinesis.
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All he saw was light red chakra filling the battlefield, strong chakra scattered everywhere he sees. This must be the Uzumaki’s doing.
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Fucking Hashirama had to come in, same with his annoying Hokages. Why did he even agree to make a village in the first place.
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He won between the battle, him kneeling infront of him, remains of his edo tensei cells falling apart, him absorbing his chakra was another delight.
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Of course, someone had to interfere, and it had to be her. The fight was sloppy, her style was basic but it had a powerful charging, he knows chakra built up in her fists. One punch would send him flying to oblivion.
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The fight was long and honestly was more exciting than the previous fights he received through out this merry war. She seems not tired yet, so he’ll have to spice things up.
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She was panting, her chakra almost halfway to depletion, and where is her teammates?
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There they are, Obito’s seems to be having the same fun he’s having right now. He’s continually repeating kamui for almost a hundredth time.
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The chakra from the Fox boy was spasming in and out, means he was near his limit.
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This was really taking a long time, he was getting bored again, but he shouldn’t have slowed down, he got punched in the face. Oops.
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Here he is again, flying throught mounts of rocks and mounts of dirt. Damn this fight.
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He reached the same destructive battlefield that him and the Cherry has occupied. Before he can land the first hit, the body disappeared before him, a poof was heard. He was fighting and wasting time for a shadow clone!?
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The conclusion awhile ago raged inside him, he was awfully disturbed by the fact that he of all people can’t sense a mere clone.
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The original was in the north, her slug was left with Uzumaki?
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He confronted her again, this time he made sure that she wasn’t a shadow clone, he checked it then his irritation was growing again, it’s another damn clone, where could she be?
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He left the darn tailed beast to Obito’s hands for the second time, running through the weak shinobi to the West where he hopes to see the original.
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A medic area? Is she a medic? Interesting.
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Doing the transformation technique was a jutsu that hurts his pride every time he does it, first, it was made by a fucking Senju, and second, he had to hide his image and he thinks it’s cowardly.
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There she was, wearing a white garment around her red(?)—or was it a shady pink—sleeveless qipao.
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He approached her with an alias called Madoka as it literally represents the Haruno’s clan symbol, a circle.
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She was absolutely stunning, a beauty, a perfect goddess of her own right. She was more beautiful than the Uchiha widowed women in his old days. She was like a wallflower made out of Sakura Blossom’s, she’s magnetizing him.
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“Hello there Nin-san, where are you hurt?”
her voice was like an angel’s voice, and he thinks that Goddesses with an Angelic voice is real.
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He can’t take it anymore, he’s doing it.
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He revealed his sharingan and immediately struck her with a short genjutsu. He carried her bridal style, he smelled her hair. And she smells like heaven.
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He was halfway to Konoha. Just a bit more effortless running.
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His queen is waking up, she looked up with dizzy eyes. Her eyes widened snd she developed a silent scream. Of course, she was waking up with Uchiha Madara infront of her.
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“I-“ she gulped. “H-how- you-you must be fake somehow!” She was clearly going insane, her insides told her, because no way that warmonger is infront of her. But all that came southward when her face paled. The bastard smirked at her!
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She was petrified, paralyzed, frozen, everything you call someone not moving an inch!

End of Part 1

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Sakura’s POV

“What the actual fuck are you doing—“ She shoved him away causing her to fall to a rough landing. “—where the hell are we you bastard?!”

The insane Uchiha chuckled, “Where do you think, Haruno ?” Sakura then felt a hand grip her elbow, causing her to jerk upward and meet the fucking Uchiha of all dead people.

“What the hell.” Immediately, she is carried bridal-style which made her more confused than ever but still. Sakura maneuvered then popped—or more like jumped—like a cat that had it’s tail stepped on.

“Your shard was a pain in the ass you know that.” He gripped her chin then her wrist harshly, completely making her immobilized—which was a pain as the imbecile’s grip is like a fucking vise. “For a reanimated person of course.”

“Shard? Tch! I do not know what you’re about you monster.” She lied. Of course she had to, but she doesn’t know if she needed to. “And it’s not like you know me and shit,” Her other hand grabbed the hand that’s crushing her wrist. “Now let,” Crushed it the same using her chakra “Me,” ( which seems absolutely  useless since the fucker is a reanimation.) “Go.” Then she was off to a chase that she definitely can’t win.

He chuckled loudly enough to echo through the dimmed and gloomy forest—and to represent an evil laugh instead. “Isn’t me calling you a Haruno antagonizing enough?” Then he was off to a chase as well. “Don’t make this harder girl.”

She looked behind her. Seeing the nightmare in action— (but instead of fighting the alliance, he was chasing her!) . Sweat framed her face, “Fuck.”

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Sasuke’s POV

This war was a hassle, a fucking troublesome experience like the pineapple head said. First, he could see they were losing tremendously then the next thing, he saw shit go down, and it went down hard.

“Ask the Hyuuga on where the holy fuck is she!” Sasuke raged.

“You find her instead you dumbo—“ Naruto missed another rapid kick from the broken-faced Uchiha—who he likes to call stone face because literally. “Shit—Or help me instead! Kurama ain’t havin’ it y’know?—“. Naruto then teleported the fucker and himself to another side of the field.

Then the Yondaime faced him in a blitz, “I’ll help Naruto,” He set up his signature kunai and placed it infront of the foot of Uchiha. “Please find his girlfriend, Sasuke-san.”

Everything happened so fast that he can’t even comprehend on what the actual fuck is going on. He was sure it wasn’t like this minutes ago. Sasuke teleported near the nearest Hyuuga. “Oi you. Come with me,” He palmed the shoulder of the nameless shinobi, causing him to face him and teleported themselves near the forest. “Go find any signature in that area,” he pointed to the deep burrowed forest. Sasuke saw the shinobi to hesitate. “ Now .” Then he was off to a start.

After seconds of running, he finally got answer from him. “I can’t sense anyone—my radius isn’t far enough!” Then chakra filled his eyes. “Wait. I can sense one—“

Then adrenaline filled him, “Whose chakra?”

“It’s Sakura-san’s chakra! She’s getting closer—“ Then a pink ragged looking bob can be seen meters away, tree jumping into an unusual fast pace. It was a relief that she was safe, but definitely wasn’t sound from his ancestor. “Is anyone following her?” Then the byakugan-user worked again.

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Sakura’s POV 

Sakura wasn’t really kilometers away, maybe just a bit over 2 kilometers from the outside of the forest meeting the battlefield. After she looked behind to see if the bloody fucker is on her tail, she sees his predecessor.

Green Emerald green eyes clashed with eyes, red brighter than a lightsource and decorated with that awfully familiar pattern from meters away.

The next thing she knows he paced behind her.

And the next thing she knows that two Uchihas, the same blood and flesh but  morbidly different power levels are in a standoff.

“Sasuke! You can’t face him now!” She shouted with a worried tone.

Then the next thing she knows that they were in a Susano’o. Black and black, red and red, purple and blue.

Like what she said just minutes ago,

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“Fuck.”