Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto (aka The Genius) does.
Sayomi brushed her fingers over her cheek to wipe the fresh blood away. She glanced down at her newly reddened finger tips with a smirk and licked the warm liquid off before looking at the fresh corpse in front of her. She kneeled in front of it on the stone floor and grasped the bodies neck and gave it a firm yank. Her blue-gray eyes met those of the prisoners in the cells around her. She called out to them in a harsh voice. "This is what becomes of those who dare try to escape from Orochimaru sama!" With that, the young woman tossed the mutilated body to the center of the room. "Next time, I won't be so gentle." Audible gasps of terror eminated from the cell as well as a single word.
"Siren"
Sayomi chuckled darkly and flipped her long, shining black hair over her shoulder and turned to face the young otonin who was waiting for her. "Alright, what did you wish to tell me?" she asked in her soft, dark voice.
"I- I have a message from Orochimaru sama. He's returned and wishes to speak with you." The boy failed to cover up the obvious fear in his expression.
Sayomi walked up to him and locked eyes. "Why do you seem so afraid?" She followed his glance as he looked at the corpse. "Oh, that?" A gentle, yet almost sinister smile tugged at her lips. "Only those who deserve such a fate will recieve it." The tips of her fingers ran over his cheek. "You have nothing to worry about as long as you remain loyal. Now," she took a step back, "where does Orochimaru sama wish to meet me?"
The otonin quickly averted his eyes once free of her gaze. "The study. Do you wish for me to accompany you, milady?"
"No. But if you want to prove useful, you can clean up that mess in there." She gestured to the gory scene behind her. The boy quickly nodded.
"A- as you wish. Good day, Sayomi sama." He quickly pushed passed into the prison room. The girl smiled softly to herself and hurried to the study.
It had been nearly a year since she had last seen the Sannin. He had been travelling throughout the five great nations in search of recruits, and had order a cease of all contact in case anything should occur that could give away the location of Otogakure. It's the longest Sayomi had ever been parted from him. Though she ran his village well, she knew she could never keep the the same level of order as Orochimaru could. After all, she was only fifteen.
She arrived at her destination and knocked lightly on the door. A faint, familiar voice came through from inside. "Enter." Her smile grew as she pushed into the room.
Orochimaru was sitting and pouring over a scroll, looking weary from his journies. He looked up and half smiled. "Ah, my dear Sayomi..." He stood and opened his arms. "You needn't be shy..." Sayomi grinned and ran up to him. She locked her arms around his waist.
"I missed you Otousan," she murmured. The man kissed the top of her head softly.
"As I have missed you my daughter." He stroked her hair. "I can see that you did a fine job of keeping the order here..." His half smile became a smirk. "Has the Siren image made you more fearsome?"
"Immensely so." Sayomi couldn't help but grin in satisfaction. She was his most prized possession, the best shinobi he had. Nothing mattered to her but keeping her father proud. Since she was a young girl, she had worked day and night to live up to Orochimaru's expectations. She had decided long ago that she would rather die than fail the snake ninja standing in front of her.
Orochimaru cupped his hand around her snow white cheek. "I'm proud of you, Sayomi." He brushed his thumb gently beneath her eye. "You've done very well." Her face brightened immediately.
"Thank you Otousan!" She struggled to keep herself calm. "How was the recruiting? Did you find anyone of use?"
Orochimaru nodded and let her go. "It just so happens that is the reason I've called you here, my dear. While I was in Kirigakure, I found someone of great interest. I would like you to train him." His smirk grew. "In return, he shall serve you as Kabuto serves me. I believe that's a fair trade."
Sayomi's eyes narrowed. "I don't do well with kids."
Orochimaru chuckled. "Then it shouldnt' be a problem. He's about your age." He turned to the side and made a motion with his head. A young man with light gray hair and sea green eyes stepped from the shadows. He stood cautiously before Sayomi and bowed. "I'm Kaguya Kimimaro. It will be an honor to serve under you."
Sayomi's eyes darkened at she looked at him. "I'm Orochi no Sayomi. You will refer to me as Sayomi sama and nothing else, is that understood, Kaguya Kimimaro?"
"Yes, Sayomi sama." The young man looked up at her, struck by her features. So similar to her fathers, the same skin tone, hair, and markings around the eyes; yet her face was soft with intense eyes. He couldn't help but stare at her, entranced. Sayomi glared.
"If you keep staring, I'll rip your eyes out. Is that what you want?" He quickly averted his eyes.
"Forgive me, Sayomi sama. It won't happen again."
"I should hope not." Sayomi turned to Orochimar once more. "Shall I show him to his room?"
"Yes. He'll be staying next to yours in case you need him. I want you to come back here once you do that, alright, Sayomi?"
She nodded. "Yes, sir. Understood." Her fingers locked around Kimimaro's wrist and she pulled him out.
Their walk began in silence when he spoke up. "... Am I the first student Orochimaru sama has given you?"
Sayomi looked at him briefly. "No. I've had one other before. That doesn't matter though; it's ancient history. A failure that I will never again have." Kimimaro looked at her tentatively.
"How was it a failure, Sayomi sama?"
Her head whipped around and her eyes flashed. "You know what I hate? Nosy people. If you keep asking questions, I swear, I'll kill you and I won't lose a wink of sleep over it. You're lucky that Orochimaru sama had you put with me, otherwise you'd have been tossed into the labs and disected inch by inch at the hands of Kabuto! The least you could do in return for my protection is keep out of my personal life!"
Kimimaro winced and quickly lowered his head. "Forgive me, Sayomi sama. I didn't realize it was so personal..." She just hissed and started dragging him through the maze of halls again.
"You might want to memorize the way, it'd be a shame if you happened to get lost." the Kaguya nodded and started scanning the different hallways for familiarities.
She stopped in front of a row of spread out doors. She pulled one open. "This is where you'll be staying while you're here." Kimimaro stepped inside. It wasn't a particularly large room, and had only a bed and a table for it's contents. "You won't need much, and clothes will be provided later. My room is the one on the left. Don't come in unless i call, if Orochimaru sama sends you, or if there is an emergency. Is that clear?"
Kimimaro nodded. "Yes, milady." He bowed his head. "Do you request anything else from me?"
"No. Get some sleep, you'll need it for training tomorrow." She smirked, making the young man shiver, and shut the door. She stared at a key in her hand then at the lock for a second then sighed and shoved it into her solemly used kunai holster. This one wasn't going to run, she could sense it. She turned and walked briskly back to the study. Occasionally an Otonin would pass her, pause, and bow their head with a slight look of fear in their eyes. She would simply pass them with not even a glance. Their respect was out of fear. If she should show them compassion, then it would show weakness. That couldn't happen.
She pushed open the door to the study once more where Orochimaru was waiting, now seated. "Well? What do you think of your gift?" Sayomi sighed.
"He's nosy, but shows more promise than the last one."
The sannin's eyes flashed. "You do understand, Sayomi, that I will not tolerate another failure like that one."
"Yes, Otousan, I wouldn't imagine. I swear to you, there will never be a repeat of that." Shame flowed through her being. "That was an unfortunate occurance, but not a common one. I can tell that Kaguya Kimimaro will far surpass Ishi."
"You realize that if you're wrong, my dear, there will be consequences. Not just for him, but for you as well. The incident with Ishi is one that I never wish to see again." His eyes flashed menacingly. Sayomi winced and took a small step back.
"U- understood, Otousan. I won't fail."
"Good. Now, I want a full report written up on what has happened over the past year by tomorrow. You're dismissed."
Sayomi bowed her head. "Yes, sir. I'll have it to you by morning." With that, she left her father and to the entrance of the complex. She stepped out into the forest surrounding her; hunting. It was twilight by the time she found her prize. A beautiful, white orchid. She uprooted it and hurried back to the village and to her room. She pushed open the door while being careful to not alert anyone of her presence. She looked around. Orchids, similar to the one she held in her hand, were scattered in various vases all over her room. She pulled out a new one from underneath her bed and replanted her newest in it. Sayomi admired it's delicate, white petals for a moment then layed on her bed, staring at the cieling.
Don't let me fail again... Please don't let me fail...
Author's note: So here is the first chapter of my new fanfiction! I will be getting back to "The Demon's Angel" (my GaaraxOC fic) as soon as I get over my cursed writer's block. So to clarify a few things, I did change the timeline a bit and change the ages in order to make this story work a bit better. This story is going to be WAY darker than my first chapter story so I might put a mature rating on within the first few chapters, but for now, it's going to stay teen. I would love some feedback, it's really helpful! Also, I'm waiting for the revised version of this. When I get it, I'll put it up (I'm too impatient for my own good XD) For now, enjoy, and thank you for reading!
-MelloDramatic