Sasuke's brow suddenly furrowed, and he looked at Toru Kujyo in confusion. He instinctively touched his throat, then his chest. Finally, his hand slid hesitantly toward his groin.
"Hey!" The moment Sasuke touched himself, Toru Kujyo swiftly raised the camera in his hand. With a click, the flash went off, perfectly capturing Sasuke's bewildered, embarrassed gesture and the expression that instantly froze on his face.
"A historic moment deserves a keepsake." Toru Kujyo blew on the photograph, admiring his "masterpiece" with satisfaction.
"Toru Kujyo! You bastard!" Sasuke's pupils abruptly contracted, and fury rushed to his head. He sprang off the operating table and lunged at Toru Kujyo faster than ever before, trying to snatch back the camera. His lightning-fast movement stirred up a gust of wind, drawing sidelong glances even from Orochimaru and Kabuto Yakushi.
Yet Toru Kujyo moved even faster. He lightly sidestepped Sasuke's lunge while holding the camera high above his reach.
"Hey, hey, Sasuke-kun, don't get so worked up. This is a priceless work of art!" Toru Kujyo teased with a grin as he dodged. Sasuke roared, the Mangekyō Sharingan in his eyes spinning rapidly. He darted through the laboratory like a phantom, every strike brimming with lethal intent as he tried to seize the camera. But Toru Kujyo was as slippery as an eel, always evading him at the last possible instant.
Orochimaru and Kabuto Yakushi stood where they were, watching with interest as the two chased each other around the spotless white laboratory. Every attack Sasuke launched carried astonishing force, yet Toru Kujyo handled them with ease, as though he were playing with a child.
"Stand still!" Sasuke was beside himself with rage. He had never been so humiliated. Driving strength into his legs, he kicked off hard and shot toward Toru Kujyo like a