Itachi was still sleeping, but the familiar voice rang out through the halls. He groggily rubbed his eyes and activated his sharingan.

"Hm?" he groaned a little, pushing himself up. "What'd he bring?"

Unfortunately, Sasori was the poison specialist, and Itachi didn't know all of the ingredients that went into his medicine. He picked up one of those ingredients a couple of times - from a particular apothecary in the Howling Wolf Village. But that man was the only man who could make that particular compound. Had the crow found something comparable here?

"Careful, Sasuke... If it's the real thing... we should keep the package closed, until Renji can examine it." By itself, this ingredient wasn't a good thing. Itachi knew that much. "...It's poisonous."