"Little Itachi, let me handle this."
Tobirama spread his hands helplessly and took control of Itachi's body.
Yes, the Mangekyō really did work well.
Tobirama tested the Mangekyō's power and nodded in satisfaction.
"What, want to fight? These brothers might not be too willing, though."
"Itachi" rolled his neck, twirled his sword, and pointed it flippantly at "Sasuke."
"Tch." "Sasuke" spat a mouthful of air to the side.
Why did it have to be Sasuke's older brother? That really made it hard for him to attack.
After some thought, "Sasuke" closed his eyes, and his Mangekyō disappeared. He wasn't going to fight.
How boring. He couldn't hit that evil white-haired bastard directly; instead, he'd be hitting a younger Uchiha who was somewhat modeled after his own older brother. Although his behavior wasn't very good, he still had Uchiha blood.
Besides, he had the Mangekyō.
Back in the day, Tobirama had loved developing forbidden techniques targeting the Uchiha, designing them specifically to counter the Sharingan.
From Shadow Clones, the Bringer-of-Darkness Technique, Mutually Multiplying Explosive Tags, and the Flying Thunder God Technique...
It was only because the Uchiha had run out of powerful fighters later on. Otherwise, who knew how far Tobirama's research would have gone?
As for the current Tobirama, Izuna couldn't guarantee he could defeat him. If things got out of hand, it wouldn't be good for Sasuke's life, either.
Seriously, having so many bonds was a pain. If he were alone, he could just fly away in his Perfect Susanoo and bombard this place.
Shisui: I'm familiar with that move.
Danzo: I know...
"Tch, giving up already?"
"Itachi" lowered his sword, then opened the door and led "Sasuke" out.
"Sit down. Let's talk."
"Itachi" spread his arms and plopped straight onto the sofa, crossing his legs.
"I have nothing