@lenswritings02 Orochimaru heard the sound of his child coming home, such a strange sound, for the boy rarely came home anymore. He was too busy in Konoha, and no matter how much the Sannin asked he rarely got told anything about his sons days in the village. It did not stop the parent from going to check, he would sneak in for as long as his parole would be in the dark for, would try his best to avoid the eyes of anyone. And he succeeded many times, but as of late, it seemed as if someone had noticed, and the guards were stricter- more vigilant. A pity, but at the very least Mitsuki had come to him this time around. The serpent moved through the halls, swiftly coming to greet his child near the entrance, arriving at the same time the other ninja did. “Mitsuki-kun, I’m glad you came,” he said as golden eyes moved to his child, a gentle smile on his face, however now there was a strange look in the others gaze. Something foreign- hate- was it hate? Malice? Something dark, something unsettling, making the ninja feel uneasy, making him feel less safe than he should have around his own flesh and blood. “What’s- Mitsuki what is wrong?”
