RIG=VEDA 5: Stay with me (I like you)

And here I am, updating this fic. It's been so long, I know, sorry for the late update! From here on out, the story theme will get lighter and… happier, I guess. Even though it will still have its… moments, sometimes. I am not lying when I said it the first time around that RIG=VEDA is supposed to be a light (if slightly crack-ish) fic about family and friendship. It is simply that my muses are dicks in this fic and they decide to be angsty and a little bit crazy on their own (especially Sasuke, the little shit).

Of course, Sasuke will still have his moments (because this is Sasuke we are talking about, sudden past life memories or not) and it's not the Naruto world if it isn't a little bit dark, sooo.

Anyway, this chapter is about the wonderful early beginnings of Team 7 Dynamics! I hope you'll like this chapter!

Warnings: fluff, so much sugar, Sasuke Being Kind(?)

School.

It isn't exactly called as a… school in Konoha. Or at least, not the one intended for future generations of shinobi. School is a civilian term, and the school for young shinobi wannabes is called as the Academy here.

Still, different term or not, school is school. And while learning the aspects of becoming a ninja is very cool—Sasuke is actually quite excited, knowing he will be one step closer in becoming a shinobi just like his big brother—Sasuke remembers going to school when he was still Umi and it is safe to say that based off of some of the unpleasant memories in 'Umi Going to School,' Sasuke isn't exactly that thrilled in going to the Academy. Especially when he remembers that he's six—close to seven—years old and that means his classmates are going to be six or at least around that age and well….

He's not really looking forward to spending "quality" time—as Shisui happily put it that day after Fugaku told him he'll be attending the Academy soon—with snot-nosed, noisy, screaming, and crying brats. Future shinobi and kunoichi or not, they're still brats at this point of time—and isn't that ironic considering he is kind of a brat, especially in concerns of his admittedly fun relationship with Shisui.

If he can choose between Shisui and snot-nosed brats, he'll choose the trigger-happy suiton jutsu user any day.

Alas, he can't exactly do that, because his father is expecting things from him—whatever things they are, for all of Sasuke's love for his father aside, that man is infuriating and a bit hard to comprehend—and he cannot very well disappoint him.

After the whole Mother issues have been solved—not really, because Sasuke still wants to go to the previous universe and wring the woman's neck—he has been spending as much time with his parents as possible. Mikoto takes it in stride, smiling brightly all the while, teaching him mundane things like cooking, cleaning, some politics, the basics of spy work, and even assist him with kunai and shuriken throwing from time to time. Although Fugaku is undeniably a bit confused, he seems to be glad to be able to spend time with his younger son between his hectic schedule as both the Clan Head and the Chief of the Uchiha Police Force. There was a time when Sasuke was asking about theories of chakra natures to his father—mainly because one: he wanted to impress his father, two: because he was honestly curious and had forgotten the explanation given from The Show—that Fugaku asked him about possibly entering the Uchiha Police Force.. as its Chief.

While Itachi will lead the Clan as Clan Head, he can be the Chief for the Police Force.

It is a nice thought out plan, an equal (of some sort) position for both of them that will possibly negate any future dispute between the brothers (not that Sasuke wants to be the Clan Head. If Itachi will take the position if Sasuke dances naked in front of the Hokage, he will do it. That's how much Sasuke really really doesn't want to be the Clan Head. Fugaku doesn't need to know about that, though. Let him have this delusion that Sasuke wishes to be in a high and mighty position, thanks), though there is a doubt in Sasuke's mind that it will ever happen.

Because they're all gonna die anyway.

For all of his knowledge, albeit a very blurry knowledge and unreliable most of the time—Sasuke isn't sure how to preach about the Uchiha Massacre.

He doesn't want it to happen but come on, he's fucking six and he only recently mastered a small Teppodama (his main chakra nature isn't water, give him a break).

Preventing the Uchiha Massacre? Preventing the coup? Preventing the one eyed power hungry Konoha-nin whose name escapes him, who is a closet Mangekyo Sharingan Freak?

Psh.

Perish the thought.

Even Itachi and Shisui failed, in the original timeline.

(And Shisui died.

Sasuke needs to know if that one can be prevented or not.

He likes Shisui, okay? Suiton jutsu aside, that guy is cool.)

That's saying something about the expectation that a six year old Uchiha Sasuke armed with unreliable blurry knowledge of the future can actually make it happen.

He can't very well talk to his father out of the blue about it, not bluntly either, because even if children's bluntness is something normal, he's very well tightening a rope around his neck if he ever shows any explicit knowledge about the coup and having a mind against it at the same time.

At best, his father and the whole Uchiha Clan will think of Sasuke as batshit insane.

Because the Uchiha are arrogant like him—Hey, at least he acknowledges it!—and probably doesn't really think that they can very well die and lose if they ever try to battle against whole Konoha.

Look, just imagine, the Uchiha against the Hokage, ANBU, Maito Gai, Hatake Kakashi, the whole big Shinobi Clans in Konoha and Konoha's military power… Plus the Uchiha's own two geniuses who are very loyal to Konoha.

They're fucked.

But of course the Uchiha doesn't see that. Of course.

(He wonders if his experiences as Umi are the factors that make him able to see these possibilities, and he thinks that maybe, without the blurry knowledge, Sasuke will be one of the dumb people who believes the coup will be successful.

That leaves a bad taste in his mouth—because the Sasuke he knows, the Sasuke from The Show, makes so many bad choices and he knows that he's prone to making those bad choices, as well. That's just how he is.)

Also, the idea of Sasuke presenting the idea that the Uchiha will perish at the hands of the village... They'll think Sasuke is either a chronic worrier, delusional or insane. And that's the best case scenario.

At worst, he will be executed for treason against the Clan or worse, brainwashed with Sharingan voodoo magic and gets turned into a traitor.

Not that he has any real attachment with Konoha aside from the fact that Konoha is his home.

While betraying one's own home sounds stupid, it is also a fact that Konoha betrayed the Uchiha as well.

But—

Itachi and Shisui love Konoha, and because Sasuke likes both of them, he'll settle with liking this Konoha, as well.

He's not sure he can approach Itachi and Shisui about it, though… This whole massacre and coup thing, that is.

…Wait a minute.

He can, right?

They're loyal, and Itachi is very likely to burn the whole Uchiha to the ground rather than letting Sasuke get hurt.

The only problem is how. He's not giving out that he remembers a past life and of a show called Naruto. No way in hell.

Well.

He can figure it out in time, he guesses.

Now he's letting himself to grumble freely about school—ugh, school—that will start a new term tomorrow as well as the red mark on his forehead, courtesy of his beloved nii-san who let him run head first to his two fingers!

Sasuke had thought Itachi will finally teach him something, because Shisui is out on a 'very important mission' at the moment. But noooo, they were another hard forehead poke and an apology.

If Sasuke doesn't love Itachi very much, he would have used the suiton jutsu laced with small lightning chakra—and isn't that a surprise, at least for Shisui, when his attempt to do small-scale Teppodama (aka very small stream of water not unlike the water coming out from a tap) ended up with him zapping the Shunshin Master's fingers—and zap Itachi on his private parts. The zap is small and doesn't hurt much, but it's still a zap. On his private parts.

Yeah, his brother should definitely be yodeling in joy for avoiding that fate.

Still, Sasuke managed to rope Itachi into giving him a piggy back ride ("This is punishment for lying to me!" A small sigh of amusement was heard, and Itachi complied), and they also managed to talk about Fugaku's plans when they passed by the Uchiha Police Force Department.

"Nii-san," Sasuke calls, switching from the formal 'Aniki' to a more endearing nickname. Sometimes it slips and he reverts back to the good ol' Aniki, but he's seen that Itachi somehow likes it more when he uses 'nii-san' for whatever reason unknown to Sasuke.

"Hmm?"

"Father wants you to be the Clan Head, and me to be the Chief for the Police Force."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah! Father said so himself."

"Hmm, you don't want to be Clan Head, Sasuke?"

Sasuke scrunches his nose. "No, thanks. It's too much work, I bet. You can deal with it yourself, nii-san."

A chuckle. "But if you're a chief, you'll handle paperwork as well, you know?" Because of course he knows Sasuke's main reason of avoiding clan responsibilities. Of course. "Maybe even more, because chief handles village matters. Lots of meetings, too. Not only with fellow Uchiha, but other people as well."

"…Well then you can get both of them, nii-san." Sasuke is fairly certain Itachi is holding in a snort at that. If Shisui is here, he'll be full blown laughing by now.

"Oh yeah? Then what will you do, if you're not Clan Head and Chief?"

"Well. I can just stay at home, for one. And terror Shisui for life. And collect cats. I'm sure kaa-chan won't mind."

Itachi lets out a startled laugh at that.

"Niiiii-saaaaaaaaaan," the youngest of the Uchiha brothers whines, "why are you laughing? It's a nice dream! I don't have to deal with stupid stuffs."

"It is, isn't it?" Itachi says, his tone almost wistful. "Very peaceful."

Sasuke pauses, wondering for a moment on how he must respond to that before he bulldozes on. "Nii-san, I think the term you're looking for is noisy."

Itachi smirks lightly. "Ah, yes. Lots of cats, hm? Nekobaa will be proud."

Their conversation had been interrupted by his father, who wanted to talk. Of course, that talk included praises for Itachi's fast advancement within the ranks and his many accomplishments that Sasuke is proud for his brother about.

Then it went downhill when Fugaku said he wanted to go along with Itachi's tomorrow's special mission.

First of all, Sasuke—with all of his experiences as Umi which mean basic emotions and knowledge aboutschool life—doesn't mind if Fugaku doesn't come to his first day in Academy. It's just first day. Small thing.

He's Clan Head, he's busy, and he can accompany Itachi all he wants. Of course, there's this small disappointment in him, because he's still the six-bordering-to-seven year old boy who wants to have acknowledgement from his father. But Fugaku acknowledges him too, he reasons—with his worry that one time Sasuke gained knowledge as Umi, that time he (falsely) punished Itachi for Sasuke, that time he took the effort to ask Shisui to help Sasuke, and also that Chief of Police Force comment he had made before. They were all for Sasuke, and Sasuke acknowledged all that. He knows he is acknowledged—and he knows that he is loved.

Second, it doesn't have to be Fugaku who accompanies him to the Academy. Sasuke is sure his mother won't mind, even ecstatic, perhaps, so Sasuke already has a stand in for the 'required family member' rule.

That is why, when Itachi smiled at him, seemingly encouraging him to talk to his father about tomorrow's first day in Academy, Sasuke smiled back—

And said the exact opposite of what Itachi silently encouraged him to.

"I wish you luck for tomorrow's mission, father."

Fugaku had glanced at Sasuke for the first time since the talk started—

And gave him a small smile.

Sasuke almost could taste Itachi's surprise.

When the talk was done with, Itachi looked at him, and asked if it was alright, if he was alright.

It made him smile.

"I'm fine, nii-san," he had waved Itachi's concerns away, "I can still go there with kaa-chan. Goodluck for tomorrow's mission, nii-san! Can I see your ANBU mask when you get it?"

"If, would be the right word, Sasuke." But Itachi smiled at the encouragement nevertheless, and gave him another forehead poke before walking away.

He likes to think that he has avoided a potential fight between his brother and father, that time.

So all is well.

Now… back to his current problem.

School.

Tomorrow.

"Ugh," Sasuke grumbles, stuffing an empty notebook and few writing utensils into his bag. He can only hope first day in this world is similar to how it had been in Umi's, with only a small ceremony and introductions. It certainly will be a very nice first day.

Holding back a sigh, Sasuke flops to his bed.

He hopes he can get a few friends, at least.

Just… not fangirls.

Anything but fangirls.

There are quite a lot of kids attending the Academy. He can spot some of the Rookie Nine from his position, and the others are either other clan members that are not introduced in the show or civilian born kids. The parents are lined up not too far away from the new kids, and Sasuke tries to listen attentively to the Hokage. Though it's just a speech about the Will of Fire, way of the shinobi life and all that, Sasuke has to admit that Sandaime Hokage is a charming—in a way—leader that can catch your attention when he speaks.

Also, he looks like the grandpa everybody will love, so there's that.

Aside from that, though, Sasuke doesn't pay much attention to the friendly greetings, focusing on the important bits of information that is given.

At the end of the day, he has introduced himself—there is no blond knucklehead in the class, and he wonders if they will only get into the same class upon graduation—and sees all Rookie Nine except for the aforementioned knucklehead.

He lets himself worry for a little bit, but decides to shrug it off. When he graduates and there is still not even one sight of the blond, then he will worry because what happened to canon? But now he decides to let it be.

His mother greets him at the Academy gate, smiling brightly and ruffling his hair, much to her amusement and his ire. And around that time, a big—an Akimichi? Maybe not, he must not think every fat ninja are Akimichi. That's insulting—chuunin, probably a teacher, approaches them.

"Well…" The man starts, glancing down at Sasuke with a small smile, "I still remember the day when Itachi entered. As expected from siblings."

Sasuke smiles back at the man, a bit shyly because this is his actual first interaction with an adult who is not an Uchiha, and Mikoto smiles, nodding.

"Thank you for taking good care of my sons, as well."

"No, no, it's nothing!" The man waves the compliment away with a boisterous laugh, "There hasn't been such a genius… Such quality student at the academy ever since… There wasn't enough need for my care!"

"Why, that compliment is too much, don't you think?" Mikoto's smile doesn't falter, her hand reaching out to touch Sasuke's shoulder in a silent support. Sasuke appreciates the sentiment; his kaa-chan is here for him.

"No, no! Nonsense! You should expect this from them, shouldn't you? Such genius! I bet your younger son will be the same—"

"I think," Mikoto cuts in, smiling pleasantly, "that every children has their own capabilities. My first son may be a genius," the Uchiha Matriarch gazes down at her youngest, her eyes soft, "but I believe Sasuke is amazing on his own way."

"Oh…" The shinobi trails off, a bit stunned.

Sasuke, uncaring of what the chuunin may think, simply smiles brightly at his mother.

It's a good day.

It takes him a week before he finally sees the main character.

It surprises him that it takes him that long, and it also surprises him that he forgets the main character's name, most of all. He's not exactly great in remembering names—though with faces, it's all going smoothly—and has forgotten like 90% of his classmates' names. He only remembers the names of the people he talks semi-often with, or students like Shikamaru who get scolded at a lot by the teacher and thus gets called out a whole lot.

But even he thinks he's supposed to remember the main character's name, at the very least.

Gazing at the figure sitting on the swing, Sasuke distantly thinks the main character looks exactly like the underdog he is supposed to be.

Alone, obviously lonely, clad in a dirty white shirt too big for him…

Oh, and he's glaring.

Sasuke wonders how he can glare and look so sad at the same time.

(Sasuke wonders if that is how he will look like, after the massacre,)

Blinking in surprise, it takes him a second too late to realize the main character has noticed his gaze and is now glaring at him.

Sasuke blinks again, looks behind him to make sure that yes, the main character is glaring at him.

He looks back, and the blond's glare intensifies.

He points at himself, the glare gets even darker.

Blink, blink.

Well, then.

He's curious about the blond anyway, so…

With a mental shrug, he makes a bee line toward him, ignoring how the blond stiffens at his approach.

"Hey, you," Sasuke starts with his nonexistent tact, "who are you?"

It is the blond's turn to be surprised.

Though the surprise doesn't last long and the previously wide clear blue eyes turn less hostile and more wary as he blurts out.

"I-I can say the same about you, bastard!"

"Teme!"

"Dobe!"

Blinking the sudden flashback (futureflash?) away, he answers as neutrally as possible.

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke, asshole."

Neutrally.

"Who you callin' an asshole?!"

"You." And as an afterthought, "idiot."

"WHO YOU CALLIN' AN IDIOT?!"

Sasuke sighs through his nose, already annoyed. God, he doesn't remember the dobe being this loud. He's attracting a crowd, already.

"You. Whose name I don't know. Whose name I asked the first time around." And because he's a bit of an asshole himself, he adds endearingly. "Idiot."

The dobe jumps off of his swing, pointing rudely at the Uchiha, ranting loudly about how Sasuke's a bastard and an asshole and the dobe is certainly not an idiot, thank you very much!

He blinks, and he stares at the blond some more.

…He wonders why he feels a sudden need to punch that face.

He keeps the urge to himself, though. Because there are people watching.

The blond has stopped his rants about Sasuke's stupid greeting and finally goes to introduce himself.

"My name is Uzuamki—I mean, Uzumaki—DON'T LAUGH, BASTARD! I'm Uzumaki Naruto! You better remember that, you get it?!"

Oh, yes. Naruto. How can he forget that? That's the Show's title, for God's sake.

"Okay, Uzuamki Naruto."

"IT'S UZUMAKI!"

"Well you said the first time arou—"

"THAT WAS A MISTAKE! A MISTAKE, I TELL YOU!"

Sasuke can't hold in the snort.

The blond is loud, he thinks.

Though, very amusing when angry.

"Well, okay," Sasuke shrugs, smirking when he notices that Naruto is still fuming, his face red. "See you around, Naruto."

And the Uchiha spare turns around, missing the stupefied look Naruto sends his way.

"…Huh?"

He meets Naruto again a few days later.

Again, he is the first to approach, taking note of the surprise written clearly on the blond's face.

In a way that Shisui will probably be proud of, his first greeting is of an endearing insult.

"Uzuamki," Sasuke nods at Naruto.

The response is instantaneous.

"IT'S UZUMAKI!"

Sasuke smirks as Naruto hollers in fury. Hey, at least he remembers his name. It's definitely better than when he smiles blankly at his classmates because he can't remember what their names are.

"What are you doing here?" He asks, finding no topic to talk about.

That catches Naruto off guard.

"H-Huh? What do you mean, ttebayo?!"

"This place is for Academy students only."

"Huh?! I'm an Academy student, teme!"

Sasuke blinks. "You are?"

"Of course I am! I got in early!"

Oooh. That explains why he's not in Sasuke's class, certainly.

Nodding, Sasuke hums lightly and turns around, his curiosity done with plus not knowing what to really say, about to wave and leave when Naruto speaks up.

"O-Oi, teme!"

Sasuke turns around, blinking.

"Hm?"

"Y-You—" The blond falters, before squaring his shoulders and speaks more confidently. "Why did you talk to me, 'ttebayo?"

Sasuke tilts his head, genuinely confused.

"Why not?"

The blond doesn't answer, looking stunned.

Shrugging, the Uchiha waves as he walks away.

"Bye, Uzuamki."

"IT'S UZUMAKI, BASTARD!"

Sasuke chuckles.

"Uzuamki, Uzuamki. Who does he think he is? My name is Uzumaki Naruto, ttebayo!"

"Butchering someone's name like that… Wait until I call him Sauske! Hah, I'll call him Sauske the next time I talk to him!"

.

.

"Why did you talk to me, ttebayo?"

"Why not?"

.

.

A small, hopeful smile blooms on his lips.

"….Bastard."

"Look at that forehead!"

Sasuke pauses on his walk home.

"Whoa, creepy! Who has forehead that big?!"

A small noise of surprise leaves his lips, not enough to alert the bullies—not like they seem to care, anyway.

"Ugly, uuuugly!"

His eyebrows furrow.

…Are those real insults?

…They seem very petty and… uncreative.

Granted, they're children, just like him but—

…Big forehead?

Really? As if someone would get hurt by tha—

Oh.

Oh. Someone's crying.

…He guesses the person is sensitive about their forehead.

"Sakura has a big foreheaaaaad! Sakura has a big foreheaddd!"

Sakura.

Just like that one time, the name brings forth a sudden input of small knowledge.

"Forehead!"

"What did you say, Ino-Pig?!"

Sasuke shakes the dizziness away. Girl rivalries, filled with insults. Huh. But at that memory, she doesn't seem to care when she's called forehead? So why is she crying now?

…

"Forehead! Forehead!"

…Hmm…

"Stop calling me that!"

…Hmmmmm…

"Oh yeah? Well, you're ugly! Ugly!"

"Uwoaaahhhh!"

"Haha, she's crying!"

….

He's going to blame Shisui's teaching for this.

With handsigns—some sloppier than the others—he builds up enough chakra for a medium sized teppodama, successfully drenching the bullies.

Some probably gets onto this Sakura, but shhh, details.

"Gyah! What is this?!"

The bullies turn around—oh look, typical all-girls bully group, and they're all from his class to boot—to glare, before stopping short at Sasuke's sight.

"S-S-Sa-Sasuke-kun! Oh my!" They stutter, making Sasuke raise his eyebrow.

They know him? …Well, of course they do.

He doesn't know who they are, though.

"Who are you?" He says truthfully, a bit amused when they look crestfallen.

One of them brightens, and introduces herself. "My name is Ami! Ami, Sasuke-kun! Surely you remember me, right?!"

"Hmm, I don't remember."

Ami looks crestfallen once again.

"A-Ah, Sasuke-kun, do you see who poured water over us? You see, we were just playing over here and suddenly—"

"It was me."

"H-Huh?"

"It was me. The one who drenched you."

"W-Why would you do that?!"

"Because…" Sasuke glances behind them, finding startled green eyes staring back at him, before he settles his gaze back to Ami and her friends.

"Because you're acting like a bitch."

"B-Bi—?"

"Huh?"

"What does that mean?"

Sasuke almost snorts. Ah yes, small children. Doesn't know a curse word when they hear one. Except for Naruto, perhaps.

And thus, he settles with the basic insult.

"You're ugly."

They freeze, staring at him wide eyed.

With a crooked grin, he continues, "your forehead is too small. Who has forehead that small?"

They're gaping, mouth moving but never closing at the same time. Sasuke has to suppress a snicker. This is the most fun he has in awhile. Shisui's been busy these days, he hasn't gotten any real chance to insult and throw water jokes at him. These girls will do as a replacement for today.

"W-Wha—"

"Sasuke-kun what are you—"

"You're so ugly," he repeats. "Go away."

True to kids fashion, the girls seem to be on the verge of tears and runs away, screaming meanie at the Uchiha who could care less.

He's left there, to stare at green eyes, half covered by pink hair.

Oh, so Sakura's the bubblegum girl! The one who destroys mountains? Makes craters on the ground with one punch?

She looks like a beaten kitten right now, though.

He wonders what makes her so strong and fierce, as she is seen in his Umi memories.

Dammit. This is why he needs enough information about canon. His knowledge is already unreliable as it is.

"U-Um…" Sakura starts, but at his attention, she quiets down.

"…So, why were you crying?"

"T-They teased my forehead…"

"…Why were you crying?"

"Um… My forehead…?"

"Why?"

"Because it's too big!"

"No it's not."

"Y-Yes it is!"

"It's not," Sasuke huffs. "And besides, it doesn't really matter."

"It does! Y-Y-Yo-You don't understand!" The pink haired girl is close to crying now, but she makes an effort to try to glare at him.

Ah.

There's the fierce bubblegum girl he remembers.

"Well, your hairstyle is very ugly," he amends, watching her flinch at his insult, though he pays no heed to it as he steps closer.

"You know if you keep on crying about it, they're going to tease you more, right?"

"H-Huh?"

"And if you keep on trying in hiding it, people will pay more attention to it."

"B-But…"

"Why don't you just show part your bangs from the middle?"

"N-No way! They will see my forehead!"

"…Foreheads are never meant to be hidden," Sasuke mutters under his breath, though he hums and swipes her bangs to the left, ignoring how she twitches at his touch.

"How about this?"

"Huh?"

"It's not parted from the middle," he explains, hands hovering near her hair in emphasis. "But it's certainly not as ugly as before."

"R-Really?"

"Well, you can just go look at the mirror and see for your self."

Standing up, Sasuke turns around. It's almost curfew, kaa-chan will be expecting him!

"H-Hey!"

The Uchiha turns back, blinking.

"Was… was it really ugly?"

"Very ugly."

"Oh."

"Yep. Bye, ugly."

"Y-You said it's not ugly anymore!"

"Bye, Not-Ugly-Anymore."

He doesn't hear her answer.

"B…. Bye…"

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The next morning, he finds himself under the adoring stare of Haruno Sakura, and regains a small memory.

"Sasuke-kun! Kyaaaaaaaa!"

…

Out of all people, he helped a fangirl?!

As you can guess, I get unmotivated the very moment I reached the Sakura part.

I don't know what makes canon!Sakura fall in love with Sasuke, but here? It's because he helped her.

Also, Ami and his goons started using makeup to seem pretty in front of the Uchiha spare.

Sasuke is just very weirded out and thinks they're crazy. What kind of seven year olds wear make ups!? So Ami and friends aren't that successful in seducing him, at the moment.

Previews:

Shisui's next words make Itachi's blood run cold.

"Kill me… Itachi."

RIG=VEDA - Goodbye (We will meet again)

"It's not—I mean—I—I'm just…"

My words are cut off abruptly as Orochimaru's hand lands on my head.

Erasing Impossibility – Bad Start

"N-No—No, no, no— Give her back—"

The young Hatake drags his fingers on the dirt, in a feeble attempt to get her back, to take her back—

"No—Please, please no—Give her back, give her ba-ack," his voice cracks, "please, please, please."

Orochimaru stares down at him.

Coldly.

Mockingly.

Pityingly.

Other Side of Impossibility – BAD END II - Orochimaru