Hooray for me feeling the need to write a Kimimaro story. And so begins my foray into the world of my OC and Kimimaro. Hope you enjoy. It will be multichapter, but I don't know exactly how many chapters there will be.

Hearing the telltale sound of battle, the black-haired former med nin felt the need to investigate. She stealthily crept along, keeping herself below the notice of the battling shinobi. Peering out from behind a bush, she blanched. He was there.

"Kimimaro," she whispered coarsely. "Why are you here?" She watched the battle proceed. The red-headed boy, who she figured to be Sabaku no Gaara because he was using sand, was quite obviously holding his own against Kimimaro. But Satomi knew from her past with the Kaguya that Kimimaro'd win. He always did. She watched the seals formed by the redhead, and realization of what he was doing dawned on her. She needed to get out of there fast or she'd get taken down in the rush of sand too. That end didn't appeal to her, so she used a substitution jutsu to get herself back on the road. She would give it a few hours and then she'd go look for him.

In the meantime, she glowered. She had to know what he was doing still alive. That fact alone was a testament to Kabuto's medical skills. But he still shouldn't have been able to reverse the effects Kimimaro's bloodline limit wreaked on his body.

Manipulating his bones had caused extensive damage to his lungs and other internal organs. Satomi had understood this, being part Kaguya herself. Her abilities were limited; she could only manipulate the bones in her hands. Making up for the fact that she could barely manipulate her own bones was that she could control the bones in other people's bodies. So the time she'd spent with Orochimaru was defined by her healing Kimimaro, making sure his bones stayed in the proper order. He was sloppy when it came to putting them back in the right places. He certainly would have died without her making sure they were aligned; she couldn't imagine why he would still be alive without her being there to ensure it.

She growled at the upwelling of old emotions his appearance was evoking. Pushing the unwanted feelings down, Satomi headed back towards the area she'd just fled, vowing that she wouldn't let her feelings for him control her. She had her own life now, one separate from the ninja world, and she couldn't be happier about it. She wouldn't let him drag her back into it. She liked her world of seclusion, where only those who wanted her to heal them sought her out.

She reached the now sand covered clearing, and with her exceptional ability to interpret details, she knew that everyone else was gone. But she heard a muffled cry from underground. Apparently Kimimaro had been buried, much to her surprise. The sand user would not have buried himself. She had to get him out, he was still alive. Her heart reached out to him. And for all her talk of ignoring her feelings for him, her resolve crumbled the moment she thought of permanently losing him again.

She sent out chakra to sooth and start healing him. Furiously she tore into the dirt, digging him up with her bare hands. She knew that she could get him out in time; the soil was loose and porous enough for him to have some oxygen.

It took an hour of nonstop digging to finally reach him. He was unconscious but still breathing when she finally pulled him out. She knew that she wouldn't have enough chakra to heal the damage that had no doubt had occurred to his rib cage and spine, but she could get his other, less intricate bones back in the correct positions.

After a while she felt her chakra reserves running low. Certainly, she could use her cursed seal, but she preferred not to. Her control over it wasn't very good, and she'd more likely harm him than heal him. So she picked him up, slinging him over her shoulder, and headed home.

When Kimimaro woke up, he was in an unfamiliar room. His chest cavity hurt too much for him to sit up, but he glanced around taking in as much of the little room as possible. He heard footsteps heading his way, so he stared at the ceiling pretending to not be paying attention.

"You're awake," a very familiar female voice said.

Trying desperately to remember how he recognized the voice, he glanced over at her. He almost gasped as he stared at her in disbelief. "Satomi?" he asked.

She nodded. "It's me Kimimaro. I found you after your battle, buried underground."

Kimimaro grunted at her. "Why do you care if I die?"

She glared at him. "I don't." After a bit of silence she asked, "But tell me, why aren't you dead? You should have died without me."

"I was not allowed to fight after you left. They didn't have the ability to heal me, but I was far too valuable to use for petty missions and risk me getting injured. I was sent out to secure a new vessel for Orochimaru, a replacement for me. It was to be my final act of gratitude."

Satomi frowned at him. "Still Orochimaru's slave, I see."

He scowled. "I wanted to do it for him."

"Just like you wanted him to take your body."

"At least it would serve a purpose in this world that way!"

"There are other purposes!" Satomi screamed at him while running out of the room. He frowned. She'd gotten what was coming. She should have known he'd rather die than serve no purpose. But still, he'd never seen her get so worked up over something.

Hot, angry tears rolled down her face as Satomi sat in the kitchen crying in her frustration. Why couldn't he see how much she cared for him? Why? She dedicated her life to finding a cure for his damaged lungs, saving his life countless times, and yet, his main focus was still pleasing Orochimaru. Why couldn't he see that he'd been sent on the mission in hopes that he wouldn't come back, that they wouldn't have to worry about his health anymore? They didn't want him anymore.

She stood up and headed to the sink. Splashing cold water on her face, she washed her tears away. She had promised herself she wouldn't get emotional over him. He had already broken her heart once before, she wouldn't let him do it again. Straightening up, she wiped the wetness from her face and made herself some dinner.

When she'd finished, she made a broth for Kimimaro. She carried it out to him only to find that he'd fallen asleep. She gently touched his shoulder. His eyes fluttered open. He stared up at her with a look of confusion on his face. "What?" he demanded, attempting to sit up. This was an unwise decision on his part because he ended up screaming in pain from his damaged chest. Satomi placed the broth on the coffee table. Kneeling by his side, she pumped chakra into him. She had enough to fix the upper parts of his ribs, so she started forming them, shaping them in her mind and her chakra working them back into the right places.

The process was long and difficult. It took an immense amount of concentration to rebuild the shattered bones. And the procedure was painful for him. He would have writhed in pain the whole time if it weren't for the chakra she poured into him to control it. She wasn't used to using this high of a flow of chakra, so eventually she started to wane. But she wouldn't let herself quit.

Her cursed seal activated. Pulling away from him at the pain it caused her, she collapsed on the floor. She clutched at the left side of her neck, her face contorting as she tried to will away the aching throb. Kimimaro glanced down at her. "Weakling," he muttered. "Why don't you embrace the gift Lord Orochimaru gave you? The pain isn't as bad if you don't fight it."

She ignored him, hurting too much to give him an answer. Eventually the pain subsided and she was left sweating and shaking on the floor. Slowly standing up, she looked at Kimimaro. She glared at him. "I prefer to do things under my own strength, not with the power some egotistical maniac forced on me. Besides, I can heal you more effectively if I'm not feeling the euphoric surge of the cursed seal."

He grunted to which she returned a scowl. "Eat your broth," she instructed him. She handed him the bowl, and stamped out of the room. He peered down at the bowl in his hands, eyeing it skeptically. He put a spoonful to his mouth and sipped it carefully. It tasted alright, so he ate the rest of it. Eventually his body demanded sleep and he drifted off on the couch in Satomi's living room.

Satomi sat in her office, pouring over the research she had disregarded for two years. She had somehow managed to collect some of the Kaguya clan's lost medical history. She couldn't remember how or where she'd found it. It had seemingly just appeared in front of her and she had hidden it, not wanting Orochimaru to seek to gain more power from the secrets the old texts contained.

Kimimaro woke up to Satomi shaking him excitedly. "I figured out how to make you better," she told him exuberantly. "I know how we can heal your lungs permanently."

His previously groggy eyes shot open. "What! I didn't think it was possible. How could you…"

She smirked at him. "I found some Kaguya clan medical history. Your condition was mentioned in it. It's called Chronic Lung Failure. From what I've gathered, if it weren't for me you'd have been dead already. The condition amplifies the effect of your bones bruising your internal organs. I'm not sure if I can repair the damage, but I can stop more damage from occurring."

"Wow," Kimimaro, said deep in thought.

Satomi frowned then. "There is a slight problem though. We have to find a special ingredient in order to make the medicine. It's called a Bone Flower. I tried to find it in one of my books, but it wasn't mentioned. It's probably a nickname the clan gave it. But I think I know someone who does."

Kimimaro eyed her skeptically. "But aren't I still hurt?"

She nodded. "You are still hurt, but I'm going to finish healing you right now and we'll take it easy. We're not in any real hurry, and it's not very far."

"Exactly where are we going?"

She smiled. "For the moment we're going to head to the Leaf Village. Their medical techniques are amazing. I've helped them out on occasion. And they have Lady Tsunade. She just might have heard of the flower we're looking for."

Kimimaro looked at her like she was crazy. "I honestly don't think it's a good idea for me to be going to the Leaf Village. I just fought with one of them and the guy from the Sand Village might still be there too."

"Silly Kimimaro," she said with a grin. "You're forgetting that I know how to fight."

"Oh really?" he asked her, a mocking tone in his voice.

She glared at him. "With my knowledge of the human body and my ability to manipulate the bones of others, I only have to land one blow to cripple my opponent. I haven't ever used it before, but I developed it in the last few years."

He stared at her. Shaking his head to bring himself back the real world, he said, "Well go on and heal me then." She nodded and went to work fixing his lower ribs. He stared at her in amazement. She had never been that powerful or confident in her abilities when she had worked with him. She had changed a lot in two years.

She finished and told him to stand up. He did so with a little pain shooting down his spine as he did so. She was good. He had been expecting to at least feel a little pain from his chest and ribs, but there was none to be had. She pulled his shirt the whole way down and moved behind him so that she could look at his back. She located the source of pain, a tiny chip in one of the vertebrae, set to healing it. She finished and Kimimaro could move around with no pain.

"Don't push it," she warned him. "You can only use the bones in your arms on our trip. I have too much else to worry about besides you hurting yourself by doing more than you should. Now go eat breakfast."

He did as instructed and went into the kitchen scrounging up whatever food he could find. After he finished eating Satomi walked in. She threw a pair of clothes at him. He turned to say something to her about it, but instead gaped at her appearance. She had on a corset and her breasts looked glorious. Her black hair hung loose over her shoulders. Tight black pants stopped above her knees, and she wore ninja shoes that revealed her toes. A thick black choker covered the curse seal mark on her neck. He couldn't help but stare at her.

Satomi noticed his attention and smirked. After so long she had finally caught his attention. She cleared her throat, startling him, and said, "You need to change. The Sound's clothes don't exactly blend in."

He looked down at the simple shirt and pants in his hands. Loose tan pants and a red shirt. He stood up and went to change in another room. Satomi took this opportunity to eat some food herself. She packed up some of her medical equipment in case she needed it, and when Kimimaro came out, the two headed out for Konoha.

The journey had been fast, just as Satomi had promised. They were in the village before noon. The guards at the gate had immediately recognized Satomi. After asking about Kimimaro's identity, she brushed the question away, saying, "He's one of my patients."

The two made their way into Tsunade's office. "Ah, hello Satomi. What do you need?"

Satomi gestured to Kimimaro. "He's the last full-blooded Kaguya clan member."

"You mean the one who worked for Orochimaru?" Tsunade asked in concern.

Satomi nodded. "He did, but I can assure you that you will have no problems with him. I have his situation under control. Anyways, being a Kaguya has wreaked havoc on his body. He has a condition where his lungs are failing. There is a way to heal him, but I have to find a plant called a Bone Flower. I was wondering if you knew what it is and where I could find it."

Tsunade seemed to pause. "Hmm…I have heard of it. But I have no idea what it does. It's said to grow in an underground forest below the old home of the Kaguya clan. They kept it close so that nobody could steal it and they hid it so that nobody but them could find it. Maybe you two could be lucky enough because you both have the distinguished Kaguya blood within you. Also, if you find it, could you bring me back some as well. I'd like to run a few tests on it."

Satomi nodded. "It is agreed then. Thank you, Lady Tsunade. Come on Kimimaro, let's go find some supplies. Who knows how long our journey will last?"

The two of them left the Hokage office and headed to find some supplies. They bought a decent amount of food to carry with them and filled canteens with water. The two were about to leave the village when they heard a voice call, "Hey! What are you doing here?"

They turned around to see a boy in a green body suit. "It's one of them," Kimimaro whispered to Satomi. Satomi nodded her understanding and stood between Kimimaro and the boy.

"I thought you were dead."

"Well, he isn't. I saved him," Satomi retorted.

Lee charged her then. She envisioned his ulna bone being split in half and focused her chakra into her hands. As he ran at her, he threw a punch which she somehow managed to avoid and got her hand on his side. He fell to the ground, holding his broken arm. He looked up at her in shock. "What did you do?" he demanded.

She smirked, "I broke your arm. If you stop fighting now, I'll heal it for you, and you'll let us go on our merry way."

Lee nodded. Satomi undid the damage she'd done and she turned, marching out of the village. Kimimaro followed her, staring at her in amazement. She'd gotten good. She was powerful and beautiful and at the moment Kimimaro wanted nothing more than to make her his.

So there will be more eventually. I adore Kimimaro...but his character is a little hard to discern. So if you think he's OOC all I'm going to say is I don't know what in character is for him, so your best guess is mine.