Sasuke stood before Naruto's hospital bed, his eyes narrowed in thought. It had been a few weeks since the battle with the Otsutsuki, and Naruto had finally woken up from his coma. Sasuke knew he had to inform his friend of the impending danger.
"Listen, Naruto," Sasuke began, "the Otsutsuki are still after you. They want the power of the Nine Tails."
Naruto sat up in his bed, his eyes wide with surprise. "What do we do?" he asked.
"We prepare," Sasuke replied. "I've been training hard, and I've even infiltrated the Kama organization to gather intel."
Naruto nodded, his expression serious. "What have you found out?" he asked.
Sasuke leaned in, his voice low. "They're planning a massive attack on the village. We don't know when, but we need to be ready."
Naruto clenched his fists. "We can't let them take the Nine Tails," he said. "We'll fight them off, no matter what it takes."
Sasuke nodded, a fierce determination in his eyes. "We will," he said. "But we have to be smart about it. We need to train and prepare, and we need to come up with a strategy."
Naruto nodded in agreement. "We'll do whatever it takes," he said.
The two of them sat in silence for a few moments, lost in thought. Finally, Sasuke stood up.
"I have to go," he said. "I need to keep gathering intel. We'll meet up again soon."
Naruto nodded, his expression serious. "Be careful," he said.
Sasuke nodded in return and walked out of the hospital room, his mind already racing with plans and strategies.
As he made his way through the village, he couldn't help but think about his brother, Itachi. He wondered what Itachi would do in his situation. He knew his brother would have a plan, a way to outsmart the Otsutsuki.
Sasuke made his way to the out of the village, where he had set up a makeshift tent hidden on ground, near the KAMA organizations branch. He spent hours practicing his jutsu, honing his skills, and pushing himself to his limits, away from the organization, he knew if they were to march their forces to the village they have to go through here.
Days turned into weeks, and Sasuke trained tirelessly, always keeping an eye out for any sign of the Otsutsuki. He knew they were out there, watching, waiting for their chance to strike.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Sasuke felt ready. He knew he could take on the Otsutsuki, and he knew he could protect Naruto and the Nine Tails.
But just as he was about to head back to the makeshift tent , he caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned to face it and was shocked to see a massive army of Otsutsuki warriors approaching.
Sasuke's heart raced as he realized the battle was about to begin. He took a deep breath and steeled himself, knowing that the fate of the villages nearby rested on his shoulders.
As the Otsutsuki army drew closer, Sasuke prepared for battle. He would do whatever it took to protect his home and his friends. He charged forward, his Sharingan blazing, ready to face the Otsutsuki head-on.
The battle was long and brutal, with neither side gaining a clear advantage. Sasuke fought with all his might, using every jutsu and technique he had learned over the years.
In the end, it was a close victory, with the Otsutsuki army retreating. Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew that this was only the beginning.