"Old man. Time to finish what I've started." Orichumari looked menacing, threatening and kinda gay and emo.
"Well, as my new Sensei says, that's two wrong." The Sandaime smiled serenely, arms tucked into his robes.
Orochimaru considered this for a moment. "...Have you gone mental?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No. Three strikes..." *Bang!* "You're out." The Third smiled serenely as Orochimaru fell backwards, most of his head missing.
Then he burnt the thing that emerged from the body - The thing that Orochimaru had turned himself into - With a fire technique. To ashes.
As he turned away, he began going over his mental schedule. 'Hmm...The new hydro and geothermal plants should be ready soon. After that, we can get the factories up and running and...' Humming idly, he wandered past his gaping Anbu, the equally-gaping Sound Four and greeted his new Sensei.
"Naruto. How are the other things going?"
Student and teacher fell in beside each other, discussing their combined takeover of the world.
Economically and culturally. So much more reliable than militarily. One *Does* need worthy causes to keep oneself busy...