The wheel of fate set in motion. Their goal is..?!

Even though the him, The Madara, and the 'god' Pein were on equal terms, he felt as though they held more power than he did. Making decisions behind his back, causing him to become suspicious of their shadowed movements. His coal hues drifted over to the male placing his hand against his shoulder, feeling the weight of it against his body. Listening to their words about attacking Konoha, there wasn't much he could do. Both Konan and Pein were treating him as if he was some small child, reminding him of his duties about the Eight tailed beast. Right now, he couldn't help but wonder why they would risk such an attack against the village for him...Naruto. The thought of him caused a slight twitch in his heart, but it was quickly subsided upon hearing their plans, his coal hues becoming narrowed as he switched his gaze over to Pein and Konan. "I know what I have to do. I just don't think a rushed attack is very smart on your behalf."

His eyes narrowed down to a glare almost as his gaze met Pein's. The room would be able to feel the tension between the two. It was in his mind to be against the attack, feeling as though he should be the one to lead it. After all, it was the Elders that decided to have Itachi murder his entire clan, leaving him alone to suffer and be miserable for the rest of his life. His fists began to ball, until finally he brought his self-control. His eyes began to soften, the coal hues becoming more visible towards the group. Looking over from Pein, then Konan, and then Finally Madara. His eyes narrowed at him, letting the male's words flow through his mind, about attacking Pein instead of lashing out at Konan and the others. Who was he to try to goad him into getting into a fight, which appeared more to be a lost cause than something that could be useful.

"Then its settled." Konan muttered softly as she pressed her palms down on the table and pushed her chair back. She stood gracefully and reached a careful hand up, adjusting the paper flower in her hair. Her eyes slid to Pein and she nodded softly to him, backing up and moving for the door. Her business here with them was done for now. There would be no more discussion on the matter and it seemed for now the Uchiha would listen to the elder for now.

Konoha was going to fall soon, one way or another and they had the upper hand for once. The bijuu would have no chance up against them all for now.

"We leave on Pein-sama's mark." Konan stated to Sasori before she pushed out the doors and left the conference room, for now she'd stretch out and meditate before the rains.

"Do not worry, Sasuke. This won't be a rushed attack. We have been planning this for quite some time and with Konoha still in a slight wreck from all the battles they've been involved in. It is an opportune time to attack." The Auburn haired male spoke in a low tone as he stared down at the Uchiha before shifting his gaze to the rest of the group, nodding to them all, signaling that there was no more he had to say, "As soon as everyone is done and packed. We will all meet back here to prepare to leave."

With that said, the self-proclaimed God shifted and sat down at the seat at the head of the table, waiting to see if any of the remaining members still had anything to say or question about the upcoming invasion. "Sasuke, you may leave whenever you and your group is ready." He murmured out with a quick glance up at Sasuke, giving him a soft nod in the process.