Twenty
He waited until dark before calling Kai.
He had to do something about the boy. Before he talked.
And it was only a matter of time. He knew his position was in jeopardy. He couldn't keep Kakashi quiet for much longer, and with evidence from the boy, Orochimaru knew he'd be exposed. But without the evidence from the boy, there would be nothing Kakashi, or anyone, could do. The boy was living with two police officers. He knew he would talk, if left. Kabuto had links with the police, and informed him the boy was to make another statement, this one about the... incident that he'd been... involved in.
He would have to do something about the boy.
Before he talked.
He would have to... dispose of him.
The phone rang four times, private number, a new phone, provided by Orochimaru himself, before a gruff voice at the end of the line murmurs:
"'Allo?"
"Kai?" He had to check.
"Yeah, s'hat you 'Rochimaru?"
As Kai pressed his ear to the receiver he was met with cold, unyielding laugher.
"We need to something about that boy."
"We do?"
Orochimaru sighed; Kai really wasn't playing with a full deck.
"Of course we do." He snorted impatiently "He'll tell them where you are Kai." As far as Orochimaru knew, the boy had no idea where his foster father was "You don't want to go to prison, do you?"
"No. For fucks sake, no."
"Then we'll have to... dispose of him" Orochimaru grinned. The 'we' part, he decided, meant only Kai. Orochimaru was a background man. The man running things. In charge. Schemes and plotting – check. Doing the dirty work himself – not likely.
"What we gonna do?" The idiot asked.
"We are going to sort out our little... problem, once and for all."
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A/N: DUN DUN DUUUUN! :O
Another really short chapter! Sorries! Will have to write more! :D
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