"He wants WHAT?"
- the bitter man changes EVEN his glance, in getting angry and saying this. The teenager 'answers':
"You're Uchiha… like him. You know Sasuke?"
The bitter man stands up and walks to the teenager, grabs his collar ad lifts him from the ground:
"What – does – he – want – from – Sasuke?"
"I don't know if I understood…"
The blond guy:
"Yeeees … maybe … "
The teenager goes on:
"I – I think there's something about – I don't know – he made him a seal – and"
The bitter man is white like a sheet in face, but gets paler at this word:
"Seal – he wants to use him – why."
"You neither use tone for questions, huh?"
- says the fish-man freeing the teenager and putting him down:
"Don't hurt him. He's funny"
The blond guy interferes:
"What difference then?"
"If you hurt him, he'll get sad and won't be no more funny"
The teenager was thinking of something totally different:
"Sasuke wants to kill someone. He looks for power. I think he will go away – I don't want him to go. If you don't want him to be caught by Orochimaru – "
The bitter man interrupts him:
"He's going there with his own feet. I can't deter him from doing it."
"But if he does, help me stopping him!
The fish-man returns:
"You'll die tonight, you really don't want to get it, huh?"
The teenager answers (to the bitter man):
"… - So do it you. Stop him"
Then he stops, looking down, sad. The fish-man comments:
"I told you! Now he's no more funny!"
"So cut his tongue off."
- says the bitter man, with a voice tone like he was laughing. The teenager, angrily:
"I guess you don't care, like him, huh? You're just like Sasuke"
The bitter man doesn't answer.
He turns his back to him and goes back, to sit where he was before.
The teenager gets really upset. There' something beasty in his looks, when he shouts to his back:
"WON'T YOU SIMPLY TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"
The bitter man stops and watches the wall, while the teenager continues -
"You can stop him! Ok you're killing me – but why the demon? Why the demon? To do what? You are bad… I can … please… at least Sasuke…"
The blond guy laughs again, spiteful:
"Oh, he begs you to save his own friend – he's so craven. He pretends he doesn't understand that we're murderers enough – and with the Kyuubi…"
"What? The Kyuubi what?"
- asks the teenager, anxious.
"We'll use it to kill so many people that it will be hard that someone survives to remember your friend"
The teenager is baffled. He stares at the bitter man – still turned to the wall.
Then he UNDERSTANDS – he sits down:
"Better you don't think about Sasuke. You're bad"
The bitter man returns:
"You got it".
He sits down too.
The teenager is angry, sad, worried, afraid. Angry more than everything.
Angry – he thinks of this wrong, wrong thing, dangerous thing that is happening – of all the people out there.
Then he ends up saying:
"You really look like him. It's like y-"
"He's my brother, ok?"
The fish-man watches him, perplexed. The other explains:
"At least he shuts up."
The blond guy and the puppet-like one resume their argument, and the teenager now understands it was about art.
Art? Here?
After half an hour of complete stillness, the teenagers says:
"I'm hungry…"
"How can he stand you?"
- the bitter man stands up and goes away. The teenager tells the fish-man:
"You see? He's really totally like him. He's really similar to Sasuke…"
The fish man reflects before speaking:
"I thought he had no siblings"
The teenager laughs:
"But no one has no siblings!"
The fish man looks glad, but replies seriously:
"He doesn't. He killed them all…"
The teenager looks in the void for a moment, with his mouth open, then shouts:
"Oh…Then he wants to kill YO-"
The bitter man is already gone, but he remembers it now:
"It's you, then…"
He stands up, still for a moment, then turns in the direction the man is gone and goes on shouting:
"CAN'T YOU GO TO KONOHA AT LEAST? You can't let him go with that – Orochimaru – and by the way"
He turns angrily to the blond guy, who looks him like saying 'you. noob. you. dare?', and says:
"You didn't answer me! Are you with Orochimaru?"
"HE – was – with – US. No. We are against him".
"Huh. So he is his brother…"