[[ when it’s 2018 and the novels have been out over a year but people still think that one/more uchiha could’ve slipped away from the village before the massacre….]]
In forty-three years, no one has picked up Orochimaru like that. The last one got a kick to the shins. So now, Orochimaru just looks very surprised, feathers ruffled.
Orochimaru puts a hand on his own hip, shifting his weight to that leg. At least he got a word out of Itachi. “And where are you leaving to-?”
“To my quarters.” And it’s said with the sort of tone that also demands not to be followed. The further and longer he can be away from Orochimaru, the better.
In all the cases of curse marks he’s seen in his time here– none have ever produced results of being removed. Itachi still intends to find a way.
Orochimaru takes two strides and now stands in Itachi’s path to the door, blocking him with his body.
“Shisui-kun, I don’t like being ignored when I’m having a conversation. If there is something you want to tell me, then speak up.”
That was simply too bad.
Itachi’s losing his patience.
So he will instead physically move Orochimaru instead. He won’t give Orochimaru the satisfaction of any real anger, as much as he’d like to strangle the man now. He simply collects him at the biceps, and sets him aside.
“I’m leaving.” Misinterpret that however he likes– he intends to go to his room.