Maybe, in another world, Orochimaru spent the week in village. Maybe, in another world, Tsunade was alone as Dan Katō bled out. That is not this world. / "Tsunade?" Orochimaru prodded. She remained frozen. Battlefield shock? In a medical situation? He looked at said medical situation – at Dan, her lover – and hissed. "Sentiment," he cursed, and lunged towards Dan. / (Oro/Sakumo)