Sometimes Sakura felt bad for him, although these were rare among her moments of anger. She knew what it was like to want a family, to want your family, and Kabuto's had been taken from him when he was little, like herself. But she still couldn't forgive him. Shouldn't they have been enough? Orochimaru and Sakura were all the family he needed, weren't they? Just the three of them, or maybe just two. Orochimaru hadn't been the best father in the world. But still, the point persisted. Why did he need his clan, who had wanted him because he had been a protégée, not because of who he was, when he had her? His Nay-chan, his little sister, who needed him as much as he had needed her. She was all the family he ever needed. But he left her, tried to kill her. Tried to kill his family. Her.