Thank you for your reviews, they are greatly appreciated. br / From this point forward, it may become confusing with the gender change and all. But I'm going to try to use feminine pronouns a bit more with Minato.

I don't own Naruto or anything affiliated with it but I do have possession of the plot.

"Oh nothing, just got into a little mix-up with a homicidal girl, that's all," Kabuto laughed evilly, brushing off some twigs off his shoulder.

The former Hokage crossly glared at the tall teenager. She deciphered that he was about 18 years of age and surprisingly had a headband with the Konoha emblem. A sudden tug of her hair disrupted Minato's thoughts. Her head was forced up to face the malevolent glare that Orochimaru threw at the girl.
"She has that look," he hissed happily. Minato began to scream inside, but kept a cool and collected demeanor as she stared back with equal intensity.
"And great potential," Kabuto added, smirking triumphantly. The two males exchanged pleased looks and Orochimaru turned to the young woman.
"What's your name, girl?"
Minato didn't reply.
"Well, what is it?" Orochimaru seethed. Minato turned to the ground and sighed.
"Minamo," she replied softly. Orochimaru grinned widely.
Minamo walked through a dark underground corridor, the sound of her footsteps echoed throughout the empty hallway. Kabuto opened one of the cell doors and motioned her in. The room was simple, only bearing the necessities of a bed, a desk and a mirror. Minamo heaved a sigh and ventured into the dreary and dead cell. Kabuto then shifted the bulky metal door, leaving a mere crack between it and the doorframe.
"Sorry, but I need to lock you in," he smiled, "You know, just in case,"
"Whatever," Minamo replied, sitting down on the bed. Kabuto frowned in accusation and doubt but quickly shook it off as he secured the door.
"She's no normal girl," Orochimaru stated as Kabuto locked the door.
"No," Kabuto replied, eyeing the door slowly, "She's just a bit different. Strange, yes, but different,"
Orochimaru snorted, "You haven't had anyone else your age here, have you?"
Kabuto shook his head and started to walk away. "We should get ready Orochimaru-sama, we have Chuunin Exams to prepare for," the teen said, obviously avoiding a certain subject.
"Minamo," Orochimaru grinned to himself, "I see much potential in you. You might even become my next favorite,"

"Sick," Minamo jeered, pulling her ear away from the door. She went to her bed and began to think.
"This is bad," she began to contemplate. "If I'm stuck in this body, I'm going to have to start all over again to regain my former stamina. That won't be so much of a problem since I'll be here. But another problem is when am I? How long have I been 'dead'?" Minamo sighed and began to think hard. Distant memories slowly revealed themselves, making them clearer.
"Kabuto, he was the adopted son of Hiro-san, that medical ANBU scout. He's nineteen now, that means I died 13 years ago. Also, Orochimaru isn't with the Akatsuki any longer. He left a long time ago, probably. His hideout was filled with cells all probably filled with men, women, children alike all brainwashed to stand loyal to the snake's deceit and malice. It's not a wonder why Orochimaru left after I got appointed Hokage. He left after, revealed his ghastly experiments, after I got what he wanted. He'd kill me if he found out who I am."
She paused, closed her eyes and breathed out her anxiety. Slowly she opened her eyes, revealing a spark of sheer determination.
"I'm going to have to gain his trust," she concluded.

A loud thumping sound erupted from Minamo's room and the sound of running footsteps played along with it. Kabuto groaned as he made his way to the door, wondering what the strange girl was doing. He forced the door open and barged in.
"What are you..!"
Minamo was punching at the wall of hard rock. The wall and her knuckles were covered with blood, her fingers were bruised and gritty from the constant contact.
"Nothing," she replied, her eyes not leaving the massive hole she created. Kabuto grabbed her fists at the same time punching her head in hopes to get some common sense into her. Minamo jerked his grip off of her hands.
"I'm bleeding," she said, inspecting her red hands. Kabuto's shoulders fell from the shock.
She moved her wounded hands towards him. "Here."
"Eh?"
"You're a medical ninja, aren't you?" she stated, "Fix me,"
"A-ah," Kabuto relented, rolling his eyes as he did and carefully healed the strange woman's wounds. He could feel heat rise from his temples. "Am I blushing?" he asked himself as he drew away his hands.
"Good as new," Minamo breathed in satisfaction. Kabuto shook his head.
"What were doing?" he asked, glaring at her questioningly. "Are you trying to escape?"
"If I wanted to, I would aim at the door, not the 50 meter thick solid rock wall," she said pointing at the untouched metal door, then at the bloody hole in the wall.
"Then what were you doing?" he asked.
"I need to start somewhere, don't I? That is, if I want to get stronger. And to gain Orochimaru's trust." She wiped the blood off her hands.
"That's all? If that was all you wanted you didn't need to injure yourself. Just ask." Kabuto laughed, with malice and amusement.
"I'm asking now," she asked, glaring frostily. "You and I both know that I won't get far in this shape, when can I start?"
"Now,"

"Good form," Kabuto commented as he oversaw Minamo's ability as she sparred against one of Orochimaru's lackey. Her speed was good, her body enabled her to have a greater agility and grace than she had in her past life. And she still had that kick-ass aura when she fought, giving her adrenaline and pleasure as she brought her opponent down. Her adversary was a young teen by the name of Abumi Zaku. He coughed from the constant attacks as he fell to the ground, unable comprehend his defeat.
"Are you alright?" Minamo asked, bending down to him.
"Do you think I am?" he asked testily.
"Yes," she replied; then chuckled. "You're completely uninjured, that is, except for your pride," she laughed, pulling him off the ground. "Never got beaten by a girl before?"
Zaku grunted and jerked her hand off of him, making him fall to the ground again.
"But I got to say, you do put up a good fight."
The boy remained silent. Minamo sighed, and then got up to leave. She turned to Kabuto.
"Kabuto," she stuffed her hands in her pockets, "Is that all?"
The man shook his head and then signaled a host of masked ninja all of whom charged at the girl, giving her the challenge she wanted. Her eyes narrowed in pleasure.
From not too far away, a pleased Sannin watched, observing the girl's movements with complete enjoyment and satisfaction.
"I was very lucky, to stumble upon someone as her," he cackled, proud of having found someone with her caliber. Her eyes were filled with pleasure as she fought; they were filled with shrewdness and strength. It was something that the Sannin hadn't come across in a long time, it was raw power. But what troubled him was whether or not he, himself, was in control of that power. She came along on her own will, but without any deal made, without any compromise. She just came. Followed them actually, saying that she'll tag along. She wanted a challenge, something to get her body moving.
It was too strange, too perfect. Orochimaru smiled evilly to himself believing that she could even become an alternative body for him, if Sasuke wouldn't meet his standards. But he doubted that.
"How can I use, such an amazing body?" the snake asked itself. "What can I do to her that will make me interested for a bit longer?" Then an idea struck his head. In three months the Chuunin exams would take place at Konoha. He's been planning for that day for three years, perfecting every attack, every move, disguising every loophole so that none could be found. And through the assault, he will gain not only Konohagakure, but also the Sharingan, through Sasuke. Putting Minamo into the picture would be simple. What better way to gain the trust of the naïve Konoha genin, then with the affection of a woman? There was none.
"So?" Orochimaru asked. Minamo laughed silently.
"Basically you want me to seduce them?" she asked. The Sannin just informed her of his thoughts and plan. She understood it fairly well.
"Sure why not?" she laughed, "I could use another challenge."
Three weeks had already passed when Minamo set foot in Orochimaru's dreary, wet, cold, frosty, moist, murky, disgusting lair. During that time, her talent was molded and perfected. Her former techniques were in complete form, except for the ones she needed to practice in secret, like the Rasengan and the Hiraishin no Jutsu, as to not reveal her identity. But everything else was fine.
As well as that, Minamo also captured Orochimaru's attention, it gave her the edge that she needed. The snake was still skeptical of her but trusted her enough, enough to put her own plan into action.
Her own plan was simple.
It was interference. And everything was working out beautifully.

The next few weeks were irksome, not only did Minamo have to travel with the slimy snake of a man and the perverted teenage medic to the Sand, but she also was in charge of baby-sitting the three Sound-ninja that would partake in the Exams. The baby-sitting she had no problem with, the trip to Suna, she wished was put out of her mind forever. Too many familiar faces and deaths were met.

But soon enough, when her patience was about to dim, the date of arrival approached. She was going back to Konoha. She was going back home.

So that's the 2nd chapter, the 3rd will be out in about a week.
Hope you enjoyed the story so far.

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