It was 10 PM, and you lay on your living room couch, arms sprawled, thinking about the night your teammate Sasuke had left. It was out of the blue, you two hadn't been close, but you were certainly his closest friend, and when he had left without a goodbye or anything, it broke your heart. Afterall, you'd known each other since you were children, classmates at the academy, teamed up together, stuck on missions together... how could he just leave you like that...? You knew how, because of Itachi, his hatred, his revenge... It was far much greater than what he felt for you, something he never cared to admit to himself. His treatment of you was always hot and cold, he'd protect you on missions, and save you often, but ignore you when you tried to thank him, he'd reply rudely when you did a nice thing for him, but he'd always stare at you with the tiniest hint of a smile..... You miss him, it was obvious to tell... but you wonder, has he thought about you at all in these three years that he's been gone?

Suddenly, a knock interrupts your nostalgic memories, expecting Naruto's antics, you open the door of your cozy apartment, to find Sasuke. He's dressed in a loose white shirt revealing his curse mark, dark blue pants, and a purple cloth around his waist. He'd grown, but his stoic expression remained the same, so did his monotone voice as he said.

"I did it.... I killed Orochimaru. I'm going to kill Itachi, and I may not survive."

What does this even mean? Is he trying to give you a final goodbye...?