Ankox oro-an extremly short fic for you to read for about 5secs while I think on the next chap of More than you'll ever know.
As Orochimaru stared at the young woman dead in her own blood,
he kept his face emotionless, as usual. No emotion on his face, just like the snakes he symbolized. He showed nothing, said nothing, even
as he stared at his own dead apprentice who had killed herself.
He simply stared, until something like regret flashed over his eyes, the closest thing he had had to an emotion in nearly over ten years.
Then one tear dropped down.
He regretted pushing her away, he regretted everything.
Because, in the end, all Mitirashi Anko had wanted,
was love.