A-catch-sasuki

"She's a main character, isn't she?" Megumin drawls as they leave and allow Shizune to bring Tsunade back to consciousness.

"No way, what makes you think that?" Michael sarcastically retorts, "Is it her terrible luck? Signature abilities? Close companions who also has a comedic pet?-"

"It's the boobs. It's always the boobs." Megumin deadpans.

"I didn't think that needed to be said... She rivals Tiff in that regard..." Michael chuckles.

"I thought you said she was one of the strongest in this world?" Saeko inquires.

"I mean, kind of? She gets her ass beat by a lot of people, but they're all at the top of this world... She's like, the level of a dragon in our world, not God-like but not a push-over either. She'd have you beat five times out of ten anyway." he explains.

"And who is the top of this world anyway?"

"Er, that's a difficult question that I doubt even the 'Author' of the world has. The Rabbit Goddess, Ten Tails, Sage of Six Paths, and other Otsutsuki are all around that level from what I know? All either God or Demi-God level."

"Are you going to fight any of them?"

"No..."

"So we're only here for the 'Kick Ass Demon Eyes' then?"

"Yep..."

Saeko lets out a sigh, "I get to fight the next enemy, if I wanted to sit around and do nothing all day I'd have stayed in Skyrim."

"Roger, roger."

-------------------------------------------------------

A week or so later :

*Knock, Knock, Knock.*

"Room cleaning?" Naruto asks as he hops towards the door. Jiraiya had willingly left him alone to go run after some whore, so he was pretty sure the place was safe enough that his teacher didn't have to worry...

Except, when he opened the door he was greeted by two men in black robes with red clouds on them. One who looked suspiciously like his teammate Sasuke, and the other, a huge man with blue skin, gills, and a large sword on his back

"Missing Nin?" Naruto can't help but utter as he sees the slice-mark across their headbands...

"We're not room cleaning, but you'll need to come with us, kid." the blue one states, hand already resting on the handle of his sword that poked over his shoulder. "Unless you want to refuse, but, that wouldn't go well for you... Brat."

"I-I'm not going anywhere with you!" Naruto shouts after mustering up his courage.

"Itachi?" the blue man asks the other as the Sasuke-lookalike's eyes turn crimson, the Sharingan. "Shall I cut his limbs off, it'll save us the struggling."

"Hn." Itachi agrees, only to go stiff, "Long time no see, Sasuke."

Naruto looks behind Itachi and spots Sasuke standing at the end of the hallway, a rictus of absolute fury etched on his face.

"Who's he then?"

"My younger brother..."

"Hah? Then I guess you should handle 'family matters', take your time, this kid ain't-" Kisame starts but a sudden explosion draws everyone's attention, Kisame had disappeared through the wall and a strangely dressed horned-man with his fist extended had replaced him.

Itachi immediately reacts at this, flipping a kunai into his hand and stabbing it towards Michael's neck, but when it hits it encounters strange blue scales that prevent it from penetrating.

"Finally! I was getting bored waiting!"

"No you weren't, you've been gambling the entire time we've been here." Saeko remarks as she hops through the hole in the wall, blade ready to be drawn.

"This is Akatsuki business, leave or perish." Itachi emotionlessly states as he abandons his kunai and takes a step back, his Mangekyou Sharingan spinning in his eyes.

"Don't think I'm letting you get away!" Sasuke interjects himself with a roar, charging at Itachi's back with a Chidori crackling in his hand.

"Cease, weakling!" Itachi growls, flipping over Sasuke's jutsu and breaking his nose with a kick that sends him spinning across the hallway.

"Sasuke!" Naruto shouts, summoning thirty clones that try to pile onto the rogue Uchiha, only for all of them to be dispelled with a few deft movements.

"Be quiet and sleep." Micahel says, casting some spells that send both Naruto and Sasuke into unconsciousness.

"Genjutsu?" Itachi questions, unable to tell what'd been done.

"Something like that."

*BOOM!*

Outside, Saeko and Megumin were fighting Kisame, the fish man on the ropes, unable to defeat the Werewolf swordswoman quick enough while under duress from Megumin's spells. This was further aggravated by the fact that his sword couldn't absorb magic, only chakra.

"Sounds like our friends are getting to know each other." Michael idly remarks as he pulls an Ebony Sword from his inventory... Derflinger at been left at home to keep Tiffania company, hopefully he wouldn't get cucked by a sword or something...

"Who do you belong to? The Akatsuki won't allow your interference." Itachi asks while simultaneously trying to put Michael into Tsukuyomi... He feels his technique latch onto something and pulls on it hard, forcing both his and Michael's minds into his realm.

"I belong to me, myself, and I." Michael says, completely unaffected by the technique. He stands opposite Itachi in the endlessly black realm, untouched by any of the Uchiha's attempts to torture him.

"How are you doing this!? Tsukuyomi is unbeatable... I should be god here."

"Well, I doubt your technique can affect actual gods... Bad luck?" he offers factitiously.

*CRRACK!*

The realm splits and returns their minds to reality, causing Itachi to grab his head and drop to a knee with a shout of pain.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you and your brother..." Michael say was he steps towards the two downed Uchiha.

"No... Stay back!"

"Alright, I'll give you a choice then." Michael says, subtly casting innervate on Sasuke, "I'll take and dissect one of you. You can choose, who will it be?"

...

Sasuke raises his head and glares at Itachi's back, but is shocked into a stunned silence at his older brother's answer...

"Take me..."

"Good choice."

*PUUUCHII!*

"ITACHI!"