Naruto: We are invincible

He was going to the Uchiha's secret base, where he would settle things with Sasuke.

"This is Itachi..." Tobirama stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "I thought the Uchiha clan were all stubborn guys, it seems that this Itachi is not bad."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had a look of shame on their faces. In Tobirama's eyes, are the Uchiha clan so despicable?

"Lewd Sage, you know what to do, right?" Naruto asked. Jiraiya nodded.

"I'll inform my intelligence network," Jiraiya replied.

Afterwards, everyone dispersed and returned to their companions.

### A few days later - Uchiha's secret base ###

"If you want to kill me, then hate me, despise me! Live in painful memories..." While recalling the conversation with White Zetsu, Sasuke walked towards where Itachi was. White Zetsu told him where Itachi was hiding.

"Run... keep running... live desperately! And one day, when you have eyes like mine, come find me..." Sasuke thought, as his scarlet Sharingan slowly turned and turned into a three-magatama pattern.

"You're here." Itachi said with his eyes closed.

He sat on a high platform, like a king, looking down at Sasuke standing in front of him.

Sasuke wore the traditional clothing of the Uchiha clan - a dark blue robe with black trousers, a blue belt around his waist, and a sharp samurai sword on the belt. The Uchiha clan emblem was printed on the back of the robe.

"This pair of Sharingan..." Itachi slowly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in his scarlet eyes, "How much can you see?"

"How much can you see?" Sasuke repeated Itachi's question, his tone full of sarcasm, "With these eyes, I can see your death, Itachi!" He looked directly into Itachi's eyes and said word by word.

"My death?" Itachi repeated softly, "You are really confident, Sasuke. Never underestimate your opponent." Itachi said, leaning back and closing his eyes, "Come on." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot.

The next second, Itachi appeared beside Sasuke, and the kunai in his hand went straight to Sasuke's vital points.

Sasuke was prepared, his Sharingan quickly captured Itachi's movements, he turned quickly, drew the samurai sword at his waist, and blocked Itachi's attack.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal colliding echoed in the room. The two men were in a stalemate for a moment. Sasuke seized the opportunity when Itachi retreated, jumped back, and quickly formed seals with both hands.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!" Sasuke shouted, and a huge fireball shot out of his mouth, instantly illuminating the entire room.

Itachi calmly threw a few shurikens from his sleeves, which pierced through the flames and headed straight for Sasuke.

Sasuke was forced to interrupt his ninjutsu and swung his katana, knocking down the shuriken one by one. His movements were smooth and flowing, without any unnecessary movements, as if he was dancing.

Just when Sasuke shot down the last shuriken, Itachi suddenly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the abdomen. Sasuke was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily with a dull sound. Before he could react, Itachi's attack came again, nailing him to the wall.

"It's over." Itachi said, stretching out his fingers and grabbing at Sasuke's eyes.

"Let me receive your eyes." Just as Itachi's fingers were about to touch Sasuke's eyes, the curse seal on Sasuke's body suddenly activated. His skin turned a strange brown, and a pair of wings grew behind him.

The next moment, the whole world was like a broken mirror, shattered. All the damage in the room disappeared, and Sasuke and Itachi returned to their original positions.

"It's useless, Itachi." Sasuke sneered, "I am no longer the same person I used to be. Your illusion has no effect on me." His Sharingan emitted a strange light.

"It seems you are very confident." Itachi said, standing up.

"But, for now... I choose to believe you." Itachi said, shifting his gaze to Sasuke's eyes, "Foolish brother... I told you a long time ago that only when you have eyes like mine can you come to me." Itachi said, walked down the platform, and stopped a few steps away from Sasuke.

"I already got it." Sasuke said, his Sharingan spinning rapidly, "I killed the only person I cherished just to get these eyes, Itachi! I will use these eyes to kill you! To avenge our Uchiha clan!"

"Foolish brother..." Itachi said, and his Sharingan also began to spin, turning into a pinwheel-like pattern. However, Itachi's Mangekyo did not stop spinning, it continued to spin and change, and Sasuke watched in shock as Itachi's Mangekyo turned into a pattern he had never seen before.

Accompanied by a strong chakra fluctuation, Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan stopped rotating.

"How could it be..." Sasuke took a step back in fear, "How could you possibly possess the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?"

"You ask me why?" Itachi sighed, "This is... a gift from Naruto."

"You...you exchanged eyes with him?" Sasuke asked in disbelief.

"It doesn't matter what I did, Sasuke. What I have to do now is to make up for the mistakes I made." Itachi said, and his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan emitted a strange light.

"Kukuku...you don't mind if I join?" A gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

Both Sasuke and Itachi were surprised by the sudden sound, as neither of them were aware of any other chakra nearby.

They looked in the direction of the sound and saw Orochimaru leaning against the door frame, his greedy eyes wandering back and forth between the two brothers.

"Sharingan..." Sasuke and Itachi both noticed Orochimaru's eyes. They were a pair of scarlet Sharingan, and black magatama slowly rotated around the pupils.

"Where did you get your Sharingan?" Sasuke asked through gritted teeth, but in return he got a creepy sneer from Orochimaru.

"Answer me!" Sasuke roared, but Orochimaru just smiled contemptuously and ignored him.

"Amaterasu!" Sasuke was furious, and the black flames instantly engulfed Orochimaru.

"You are still so easily angered." Another Orochimaru's voice came from above the platform.

Sasuke looked back and saw Orochimaru sitting there intact. There was only a puddle of mud on the ground, and there was no trace of the black flame.