Orochimaru smirked faintly, sidestepping the incoming attack, but not a bit disappointed. He deflected the incoming sword with a firm kunai, gripped Kadaj's other arm, and pulled him in too close to strike with that silly zanpakutou, drawing the kunai up to Kadaj's throat, and stopping just short of slicing it open.

He smirked with delight as Kadaj's eyes went wide, and leaned in to whisper, intimately, "You've improved, but you're not disciplined enough to defeat me that way, Kadaj."

He felt the sword drop, resting harmlessly against his leg.

"Geostigma."

He moved away from that sword quickly, letting go of Kadaj's arm, but it was already too late, and the sickly feeling of a whole host of powerful status effects shot through him and he staggered.

"Ungrateful whelp," Orochimaru hissed, angrily. He swerved out of the way of Kadaj's answering slash with his sword, and tutted to himself.

He'd have to put Kadaj down properly.