Akatsuki Second Coming

The cold, naked body of Sayuri lugged about through the barren streets of Konohagakure. Several hours ago, The Land of Noodles had met it's untimely downfall, which Sayuri couldn't entirely take credit for. In due time, she would seize credit for her faults, though with the entire landscape wiped out, no one had knowledge of the battle. Darkness overtook the streets of Konoha, as Sayuri continued to limp about, her naked body aching with the pain of prolonged usage of her several S-Rank techniques. Having resorted to the first pillar, Sayuri's wounds had been cleaned quite sometime ago, though the exhaustion that came with it began taking it's toll on her body. Her eyes began to close on their own accord, forcing the woman to once again conserve bits of her chakra by transporting herself into her bed. She fell with a light thud, the softness of her bed sheets clinging to her body. Extremely exhausted, Sayuri still managed to retain the sharingan within both her eyes, as she called for her 'son'.

"Kenpai-san!"