There were a lot of corpses in front of us.
"Well look at this alignment.", Orochimaru said with smile on his face.
The lab was lit as it always was, and I was there too.
"What are they special in any way?", after working with him for about 3 months I had gained a bit of self confidence while talking to him.
"They don't have anything special about them, except they are from major Clans of the hidden mist.", he said as he moved closer to one with a bit femine feature, which I early mistook for a women.
"He is from Yuki clan, the one which posses the Ice release kekkai Genkai."
"Since when were you interested in kekkai genkai?", I asked him.
I mean in the Original Orochimaru never had any interest in natural transformation type kekkai genkai.
Orochimaru's descent into madness was less of a calculated scientific journey and more of a horrific, blind pursuit of alchemy.
Operating within the windowless laboratories of ROOT, he viewed the human body as nothing more than a vessel.
He treated the Hashirama cells as a volatile miracle—a liquid vitality that he tried to force into the marrow of infants, frustrated when their "wills" weren't strong enough to stop the wood from erupting through their skin.
He is a monster no matter how much someone defends him experiments on kids to everything.
His interest in the various Kekkei Genkai of the world was broad, yet strangely shallow.
He completely ignored the Byakugan, viewing its telescopic clarity as a mere tool for soldiers.
It wasn't until his pride was shattered by the Uchiha that his focus narrowed into a singular, obsessive point. Before Itachi showed him the true depth of the Sharingan.
"What is that supposed to mean Akira-kun, I have always been interested in kekkai genkai, it just that I never got the time to research them.",
He said when dissecting the chest of the man.
Slowly removing his lungs and heart.
"... Why the sudden need to research that then? "
"What do you mean?", has eyes and hands still on the corpse.
"I mean you probably had the chance to research them in the past, why the sudden interest do it now?"
"It's just that a certain arrogant little girl thinks there Origin might be interesting and I want to find that out before her."
A girl..... My expression slowly turned into a face of disgust.
A girl and Orochimaru in the same sentence what taboo have I just heard.
"What's with reaction.", he look that meet deadpanly.
"I mean well who could that be."
"Something tells me your mind isn't where it should be Akira-kun.... How old are you again?"
"Well I am about 11 years old."
[Author: may have changed the age due to certain lore times as the third great shinobi war was about 6 to 7 years long and Kakashi was about 10 to 13 years old during it.
So I need the Mc to be near it somewhere so I this fanfic the war I will be about 4 years long and has been going on for about 2 years since Akira was 9 and will end when Akira is about 13 or so]
"Ah just the age for marriage."
"What", my face cracked.
What the fuck you Mean marriage at 11 and also why am I hearing it from YOU of all people!
"Yes, Akira-kun but that age is usually used by major clans I remembered Tsunade got married at the age of 15 it was late rby that standard.", he continued.
Did he just chang-
... Tsunade married at age WHAT NOW!!
"Ahem ahem sensai what do you mean Tsu-(cough) I mean Lady Tsunade got married, and too who?"
"What do mean and why do you want to know?", he said just playing with the other corpse now.
Because I want to kill the person as the representative of all Naruto fan.
"I just want to know she got married too."
"... Ryo Senju my teammates."
OF COURSE THE FUCKING REINCARNATOR.
Why would he miss the chance to get the best waif-
I paused didn't I know this...
Yeah I read this in a history book as soon as I was reincarnated.
"Whats the matter, you looked dazed."
Orochimaru looked at me dazed.
"Did... Did you memory wiped me.", I confronted him.
It's not that all of my memories are, but sure most of the memories of Akira a gone.
Not to mention he told Mr my soul was a bit unstable, too big of a coincidence.
Orochimaru looked at me his hands which white gloves had blood on them.
"What are you talking about.", he said not longer smiling.
"... My memories are gone not all but most."
He moved closer to me in a flash before I could react he placed his arm on my shoulder and then.
I screamed!
What the hell it feels like hot ash is moving across my shoulder.
Then I looked at his hand on my shoulder my clothes were torn from that side.
Multiple black marks were covering my shoulder.
This motherfucker was putting a cursed mark on ME.
Then the marks disappeared with a trace.
I looked at my shoulder falling on my knees.
There was no mark not any, nor the one Orochimaru placed on Kimimaro or the sound four.
"It seems like Danzo was trying to pull something off when you where away from me.", he said while crouching to my level.
"Go take a bath and wear new clothes I will be dealing with this one.", he said while ruffling up my hair.
He walk to the door and left.
While was I was catching my breath.