On a small island in the southern Land of Lightning, the sun shone brightly and a pleasant breeze stirred the coconut palms.
Killer B lay on the damp grass beneath a coconut palm, hands behind his head, staring straight at the blazing sun through his sunglasses as he reflected on his narrow escapes from death.
He had sneaked away two months ago. During that time, the Sharingan had found him twice, and both times he had barely survived, saved in the end by Samehada.
Gurgle, gurgle... Wearing a straw hat Killer B had woven from coconut leaves, Samehada sipped coconut juice through a pencil with its lead removed.
Killer B sat up and smiled, patting Samehada's handle as he rattled off an improvised rap.
"Right here, right now, I wanna sing 'Uchiha's Revival.' But thinking it through, 'Auld Lang Syne' deserves a recital..."
Killer B lay back down, but he no longer felt like rapping.
I've been gone so long. Older Brother must be worried sick, huh?
The air suddenly fell still.
The sky, clear just a moment ago, was covered in dark clouds.
"The world outside ain't as exciting as I thought."
"I'm tired. I miss home."
The Eight-Tails said, "Seriously, B, it's time to go back. Things have been unsettled lately, and I've got a bad feeling. You should tell the Raikage what happened to you as soon as possible, then let Dodai and the other advisers analyze it. We don't want to jeopardize anything important."
Killer B said, "I'll leave when the rain stops. I'm worn out, body and soul. I ain't ready for Older Brother's fists to take their toll~"
"Unfortunately, you won't be leaving."
Whoosh!
A sinister vortex churned the falling rain!
Rumble!
Lightning flashed across the sky!
Obito arrived in a black robe, an