]]>The Sharingan's greatest single use to him was not expanded perception, or the ability to copy others' techniques, or even intimidation value. It's greatest use was as camouflage. No one had to wonder why the man with a thousand jutsu kept winning; the answer was self evident.
It was also wrong.
]]>She blended into the torch-shadows like they did, now. The one thing Orochimaru had done, in the three weeks she'd been waiting, was give her the run of Sound's outfitting supplies. Sakura suspected it was a test of sorts, but that was all right. She was done hiding what she was (and that made the best cover of all). She'd tossed her chuunin uniform into storage and chosen instead a snugly zipped leather vest, loose pants, and half gloves. All in black. She was done trying to be pretty and unthreatening, too. Orochimaru had chuckled.
]]>They began with the Vongola itself, because Mukuro was well aware of the psychological asset that taking out one's strongest opponents first could be, and because he wanted to test the mettle of his new acquisition.
]]>He leaves a message behind for whatever Estraneo survivors there might be. It's written in smoke and blood, and it says, quite simply, Don't do this again.