Hey guys let's just pretend chapter two didn't take a few years to upload. Got busy with school and other things. To my one follower hope you enjoy.

Anyways, I sadly don't own any Naruto still.

(Oruchimaru's Hideout)

Kimimaro's POV

I breathed deeply as I stepped into the musty compound, the familiar scent the only real scent I could align any kind of home to. I walked down the hallways many prisoners and lesser servants looking down and away from me knowing my status as a possible heir. I carried the pitiful Uchiha in my hands leading him to the throne room moving slower as I reached closer to the throne room, my thoughts racing to that redheaded idiot, his voice echoing in my mind. I wasn't brain washed I chose to help Orochimaru of my own free will. So.. Why did this feel so wrong? And why was my mind clearing? The aching under my skin leaving. Was the sickness following it? No. That was wishful thinking.

As I walked through Kabuto stopped me, his hand on my shoulder. "Kimimaro, how refreshing, You should be dead by now, or at least a miserable slop on the floor at my feet.

"Perhaps if you get out of my way I can deliver what lord Oruchimaru asked of my team."

"Your team?" Kabuto gave off a sardonic laugh. 'And where is this team of yours?"

I glared at him. My jaw clamped shut. "Most likely dead, like you will be if you do not move out of my way, now!"

Kabuto actually seemed shocked at my outburst, a small smile breaking my stoic outer shell, damn this man. Pushing past him my thoughts moved to Juugo. The man will be lost without me, my last chance at a friend and I wished I had taken it when I could have, however now I knew that I would have no new friends here, I would most likely never see Orrchimaru again after today. Yet for the first time that didn't seem like a cold hell, but a possibility.

I shake my head, that damned redhead was getting to me, how could he get to me damn it?! He was an idiot, and now he is a dead one. So why was I having these thoughts in the first place? I passed by more cells the moans and groans of the prisoners falling on deaf ears. These were just slaves to me. Tools to be broken and used. I saw though that most were gone, most men, young men. He had them slaughter themselves I guessed, finding the best possible outcome.

My thoughts halted as I reached the door to my lord's throne room. As I breathed deeply I pushed the door open. "My Lord! I have returned with the Uchiha you required." My breath halted as I looked up to see his bandaged form, only one snake like eye shining. For the first time in a long time since I met my lord, I was afraid of him, true anger shining in his eyes.

"At least one of my men brought him, though late as usual." His words coated in the venom I was so accustomed to. "Thank you for your use Kimi, now leave. Consider this a retirement, enjoy your death."

My eyes widened, I knew what the smooth words coated with sweet venom meant, I was just banished. Banished from my home. I bowed deeply before turning laying the Uchiha on the floor and shunshining out of the hide-out. One last tear hitting the floor of the throne room as I left the only life I ever knew. But was it a tear of despair, or something new?

Short chapter I know, please review. I will try to respond to any reviews and pms.