peachpit: WOW! For once in my life I wrote a NON-ROMANCE fic! X.x

Naruto: And it's a oneshot to boot!

peachpit: Please r and r!

Terrified black eyes could only stare on in horror at the sight before them. She watched, horrified, as the body of her comrade was tossed about violently like a lifeless doll. Where had she gone wrong? What had they done to make him betray them? Had they not been nothing short of loyal? Had they not pledged to serve him unconditionally?

The body was thrown against the ground, at her knees. She couldn't get up. The older boy's hand weakly grasped for a support, only to end up with a fistful of dirt. Feebly, Zaku lifted his head towards Kin. He extended his shaking arm towards her, as if to reach out to her.

"K-kin…" he choked. "…What did we do wrong?"

She could only stare on in horror as the foot of their assaulter came stomping violently down on the boy's back, causing several ribbons of crimson liquid to be forced out of his mouth. Kin gasped, too scared to say anything, to injured to move from her spot.

Why was this happening?

Her shocked expression slowly turned to anger, burning tears welled in her eyes.

"Y-you….bastard! Why are you doing this!" She shouted, her voice trembling.

Orochimaru's cruel grin never left his face as he pulled his foot back and kicked Zaku's lifeless body in her direction. There was silence as Kin's eyes trailed to Zaku's pale face. She found herself cradling his limp head against her; in false, unreal hopes of bringing the boy back to life.

Hot tears gained their freedom as they rebelliously started streaming down her dirtied and bruised face. Now, both of her comrades were dead.

But…

…had they really been her comrades to start with? Had they not cared about her well-being at all when that loud, blonde, Konoha kunoichi had obtained control over her body? Had they not, indeed, actually attacked her while she was being manipulated? She lowered her head, clenching her eyes shut.

No one had ever cared for her from the start, had they? She had been alone from the beginning, fending for herself. The comatose corpse she held so possessively in her arms would have cared less if it had been only her with this cruel fate. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to let go the body of her fallen teammate.

Orochimaru stepped closer.

She blinked back her tears that had yet to subside. Was this really the end? Was she to die here? Alone, unwanted, and humiliated? For surley, this man she had once called her Master had used her, as well as her deceased comrades, for nothing more than his pawns? His tools that were expendable?

She swallowed the lump that had begun to grow in her throat.

Why?

Why her?

Why now?

Her aggressor stopped and kneeled to face her. She couldn't bring herself to face him. Was this the end?

"You…" her eyes shot open when she finally heard his terribly chilling voice. "…have no more use to me,"

She lifted her head slowly, clinging to Zaku's dead frame. Her widened eyes gawked in horror as Orochimaru grinned viciously.

Having no family, she had once looked up to this man as her master. She had committed her short life to serving him loyally. But the question still lingered, Where had she gone wrong? What had she done?

It was a curious thought to bring to the grave.

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