"I killed him," Kadaj said, his eyes unnaturally wide and his reiatsu still creeping upwards. "Nnoitra and I," he said, his gaze fixed on Hojo, "we both did."

He adjusted his grip on Souba but didn't draw her. "And I'll kill the next scientist that tries to touch me without permission, too."

No samples, no experiments, no data. Kadaj wasn't being turned over and studied and mentally restrained to be someone else's subject ever again. Orochimaru had done enough for one lifetime.