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Epilogue 2

Three years later.

River Country.

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"She wasn't all that tough..." Kakuzu looked at the glaring jinchuuriki, her hands nailed to the wall.

"True." Hidan sighed forlornly. "I didn't manage to reach total annihilation today. What a shame."

"...you and your freaky religion." Kakuzu scoffed. "When will you learn that if you destroy everything completely it means no profit?"

"...blasphemous heathen...!" Hidan growled. "Jyashin's way is-"

The wall of the cave crumbled slightly, before blowing inwards.

"...what in Jyashin's name?!" Hidan coughed from the dust, staring at the scene of, well... total annihilation.

"I dunno who was the stupid fuck to do this but-"

There was a low, steady hum, like the sound of wind moving and twisting rapidly as the blue ball bloomed in the middle of the dust cloud.

When it dissipated, Kakuzu's eyes widened.

The man was a dead ringer for Yondaime Hokage, down to the very details sans the hair color. The fact that he held the Rasengan in his palm only made it even more surreal.

But the man was obviously younger than Yondaime was even when he died, had snow-white hair and lacked a hitai-ate of any kind.

"How the hell did a punk like you managed to get a hold of the Rasengan?" Kakuzu asked curiously, while Hidan grabbed his scythe.

The jutsu was supposed to be uncopyable - he knew it well. Rock was willing to pay an absurd sum of money for anybody who'd provide them that jutsu, as well as the scroll for Hiraishin.

"So you know what it is?" Naruto cocked an eyebrow. "Cool."

Kakuzu's eyes widened as the dreadfully familiar blond haired woman walked in, her mouth set in a scowl as she cracked her knuckles.

"...Tsunade..." Kakuzu swallowed.

The no-name brat was no problem, even if his Rasengan raised an eyebrow.

Tsunade-hime who had, as of late, been rumored to roam battlefields once again even more terrifyingly strong than ever was another matter entirely.

Especially after she happened to squash the Akasuna no Sasori two months ago.

Sasori learned in a very panful and quite final way that making puppets out of a woman that can crush castle walls with her bare hands was a big mistake. From what Kakuzu heard, they had to scrape Sasori from the landscape all over to find his ring.

He heard a nasty chuckle and blinked, only to notice that the one laughing was their captured jinchuuriki.

"What took you so long?" Yugito frowned at the young man.

"Hey there, killer kitty. I love you too." The bleach-haired brat smiled at the woman. "I'll be getting you out in a sec."

Yugito smirked, despite the pain.

"As long as you smear them across the whole cave, I can wait a bit." Her grin turned decidedly bloodthirsty. "So you don't need to rush on my account."

The bleach-haired young man sighed, turning to Kakuzu and shrugging.

"Women." He said philosophically. "Anyway." His eyes narrowed and the air was suddenly thick with almost unreal amount of killer intent. "My name is Uzumaki Naruto. You have kidnaped my fiancee. Prepare to die. Slowly. Painfully. Preferably in many very little pieces."

The Rasengan's hum intensified as Tsunade cracked her knuckles with a grim smile.

Yugito smirked as Nekomata purred with contentment at the killer intent filling the air.

She hated the whole 'damsel in distress' thing but seeing the two Akatsuki fucks being ripped into itty bitty little pieces and pulverized by punches that could split small mountains would offset that particular discomfort quite nicely.

Besides, Naruto was just so romantic when he promised to rip people apart for her.

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