Wow I got nearly double reviews for the second chapter! You guys must like this a lot.

Yeah, I fixed that problem with the repeated explanation on the bloodline so no worries and thanks for bringing it to my attention, I honestly only noticed it when I read it in the reviews. Well…I suck at this summary crap so I'll just cut straight to the chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

The sun was quite bright in the early hours of the morning where everyone was asleep. As we look around, we see a huge castle surrounded by forests and mountainous regions. The sound of bone hitting bark echoed through the area, which came from a clearing in the Forbidden Forest.

Kimimaro, despite his lack of facial expressions, was enjoying himself. He was actually training now, properly and with no annoying trash to stop him. Yes, picking this place was the best idea he had since he got her because, for some reason he didn't care about, the students were afraid of this area. He didn't see what there was to be afraid of. Sure, normal people would be scared of huge ass spider creatures trying to devour you. Some people might be scared of those half-horse half-men things. But these people were not Kaguya Kimimaro, for he feared none. Hell, he just gored a couple of the spiders, which made him reminisce about his former 'comrade' Kidomaru, with his Tessenka no Mai: Hana. The horsemen things didn't bother him too much after what they saw him do to the bugs. Yes, life was good. Suddenly, bones sprouted from multiple parts of his body.

"Karamatsu no Mai!" The insanely fast spinning of the technique knocked a couple of trees over and a few of the leftover bug remains to fly into the air. He then switched to his Yanagi no Mai and proceeded to gracefully slash up various different inhabitants of the forest. He idly noticed one of his Tenshi Sendan's lodged into the leg of one of the spiders, which caused him to ponder to himself about how he got his bloodline.

Flashback~~~~~

"Kimimaro, come here!" The clan patriarch of the Kaguya clan called the 5-year-old Kimimaro and the two began to walk together down the halls of the clan house. They stopped at a door about halfway down.

"Kimimaro, while you are constantly improving, the results are not enough. I am afraid that you will be unable to join us in the battle to destroy Kirigakure." Kimimaro's eyes bugged out.

"W-why? Am I not strong enough? Please, I can be strong, let me fight!" Kimimaro yelled in response. The clan head then slammed his hand into the nearby wall.

"NO MEANS NO!" He yelled…wait. Perhaps there was a way the boy could help him…Yes, if he could just give him the clan bloodline somehow, the boy would be able to skyrocket everyone! His own personal little bone-wielding weapon! None would be able to top that! Kiri would fall!

The problem was that no one had been seen with the Shikotsumyaku for years in the clan. The only way would be…to get the remains of the last user from the supply cabinet they kept and have Kimimaro somehow consume them by perhaps sneaking them into his meals. This was risky, for the boy might not be able to use it…no, he would make sure he could, he was a Kaguya dammit!

"Kimimaro." He said, gaining the boy's attention. "You say you want to fight? Well, I may have a solution that could help the both of us." Here the boy looked thrilled at being of use. Yes, this boy would be the ultimate weapon of the Kaguya, he would make sure.

The implantation of the remains was a success and Kimimaro had become a full-fledged member of the Kaguya clan, red dots above the eyes and even the same zigzag parting in his white hair. He then forced the boy into a rigorous training regime in the Kaguya clan dungeons. Only letting the boy come out to eat and train and practice his bloodline, which surfaced when he was 6. That was the policy of the clan, to constantly perfect your body into the ultimate fighting machine.

Soon, the clan head began to feel fear and paranoia. Fear because the boy was growing stronger, even more so than him, and had become little more than an emotionless rock. While this was what he wanted, a soldier to do his bidding, he couldn't help but feel the sting of paranoia as he constantly thought the boy would stab him with a bone sword in the back. It was this fear that made him not tell Kimimaro about the invasion that was happening that day and kept him locked in the cell permanently, never letting him out, even for food which was now brought to him.

He would realise his mistake on that day…the day the Kaguya clan ceased to exist…

End Flashback~~~~

Not wanting to focus on the past, Kimimaro shook his head out of his daze. It was getting close to the first lesson anyway, so he had to head back and get changed into his uniform.

As he left the common room after getting changed, he felt someone tugging on his sleeve, looking down he saw the smiling face of Luna.

"Good Morning! I hope that the Nargles didn't cause another daze for you again…" She said in that dreamy voice. Kimimaro still had no idea what the hell a 'Nargle' or a 'Wrackspurt' even was. He just passed it off as one of her strange quirks, he guessed. Many people he knew had weirder habits. Kidomaru often talked in video game slang that he didn't even bother trying to understand and Tayuya could out-curse even the foulest mouth of a sailor.

"Luna-san, do you know where the classroom for…charms, is?" He asked in Japanese because he preferred his home language. He wasn't going to conform for anybody. Luna nodded and dragged him by his sleeve to the designated room. Normally, he would have given someone a Tessenka no Mai: Hana up the ass for dragging him, but he had become familiar enough with the girl that she wouldn't just grab and run, just stroll.

However, the peaceful walk would be distracted, as they were interrupted by that blonde boy and his stooges from the train.

"Well well well! Look who we have here! It's that bone freak from the train!" The boy said haughtily. "Bet your not so big now, with so many people watching us!" He said as he gestured to the surrounding students staring at them. He then looked at his companion.

"…And your travelling with Looney! This is great, this is-" He didn't finish his sentence as Kimimaro had grabbed him by the throat, yanking him into the air. Looking at him with his patented cold impassive gaze, he would set this vermin straight.

"Let me make one thing clear to you, trash." The boy in his grip looked angry. "I may not be able to kill you thanks to that old man…but he never said anything about bodily harm." He said as the boy paled. Suddenly, Kimimaro had hurled him over his head and sent him crashing into the wall, indenting it slightly and rendering the boy unconscious. He turned to look at the brutish bodyguards of the boy, who were frozen with fear because of his killing intent.

"Take that trash away from my sight. Such a pathetic creature doesn't deserve to see my Bloodline limit…" He said as the two gorilla boys quickly ran to the fallen blonde and carried him away. Before they left however, Kimimaro gave them a message.

"Come near me again or my friend again…" He said in monotone as a bone sword erupted from his palm. "And I may just ignore the old man's warning and eradicate you pests myself." The boys paled and nodded quickly in gratitude at being spared his wrath. He turned to Luna.

"Are you alright?…" He questioned, but the girl just kept staring at him and nodded slightly. If he paid closer attention, he would have seen the girl's cheeks tinged with pink slightly but it was barely noticeable.

The next few days passed by in a blur for Kimimaro as he attended the rather bizarre lessons. He was good at some things such as Potions (he learnt it a few times with Orochimaru-sama before), Transfiguration (Similar to a henge), and to a degree, Herbology (For Poisons) but he didn't like the Defence class at all. The teacher was some weird crippled man that had a fetish for using so-called 'Unforgivable curses'. He didn't know so much as to why they were unforgivable as it is the user, not the magic that determines its nature, much like chakra. The lesson was quite boring and the only kick he got out of it, which he covered up, was when that blonde boy he trounced earlier was forced to dance on a table. Other than that, it was pathetic as a defence lesson, the man was torturing them plain and simple, not showing how to actually defend from these curses, just inflicting them for fun. The foolish trash…

Charms class was…okay. He didn't have a good feel of it though, to the disappointment of the small teacher who looked like he was expecting more. He didn't see the point of a majority of them as they sounded more like childish pranks. The only one he could see that would be of use was charming the household items to work themselves. This would save him more time to train then…

His flying class was boring to say the least. Due to his firm believing that a broom should only be used for sweeping, the flying device reflected his attitude, causing the broom to wobble. He didn't bother with it in the end…It wasn't important to him anyway.

As he was heading back to the common room with Luna, who was amused with his attitude in Flying, Kimimaro heard that old mans voice reverberate through the halls.

"Attention students! This is Headmaster Dumbledore! Please make your way to the great hall as soon as possible, thank you!" That message repeated about five times till it finally shut up. As Kimimaro and Luna entered the hall, they were greeted by the hordes of students who were in a confused daze. Suddenly, the old man stood up.

"Students of Hogwarts, I ask that you revert your gazes to the windows, as our guests will soon be arriving." He said pleasantly as many students did so, while a few remained uninterested and remained seated, like Kimimaro.

"Wow! Look at that!" Came the excited cry from a first year.

"What the hell is that? Some kind of animal?" A second year questioned.

Things went like this until the thing came into view. Huge carriages were being pulled in the air by regal looking horse creatures. Soon, with a resounding thud, the horses landed on the grounds outside the castle. Dumbledore stood up.

"Come…let us go and welcome our guests." He said happily, as students groaned about going outside in the cold weather.

As they went outside, they were greeted by a large group of female students in light blue uniforms and a woman as large as Hagrid towered in front, wearing a similar uniform. The woman greeted Dumbledore with an accent Kimimaro hadn't heard before. (Note: I can't write the French accent so try to picture it okay?)

"Dumbledore! It is good to see you again!" She said as she hugged the smaller, older man who smiled under his obscenely long beard.

"Indeed, it has been far to long Olympe…we shall get acquainted later, my dear but for now… please, bring your students inside, they are looking rather cold." He gestured as the large woman named Olympe guided her students into the castle, to their relief, as it was quite cold and despite the old nasty looking castle they needed the warmth.

Soon after waiting for an ungodly amount of time that tested Kimimaro's patience to the limit, the last group finally turned up. Turning their gaze to the lake, due to a student informing them, they watched as the water bubbled before a huge old looking ship seemingly erupted from the lake, causing some muggleborn students to whisper about 'submarine' or something. From the boat, a small handful of people emerged from the cabins. Lead by a man with a goatee and weird hat, the students were dressed in cloaks with a fur rim. Must be cold where they're from…

After Dumbledore greeted the man, apparently named Igor Karkaroff, and had gestured everyone inside. Now that the students had joined the great hall, with the students of Beauxbatons sitting at the Ravenclaw table and the Durmstrang students at Slytherin. Kimimaro idly noted with concealed amusement that the blonde trash in Slytherin was trying and failing to strike up a conversation with, if he heard correctly, a flying celebrity called Viktor Krum. The older boy was obviously uninterested in the brat, as he constantly turned to observe everyone else in the crowd.

He noted from his own table, that the team leader for the broom sport Quidditch, along with many other boys, were trying to impress a blonde girl from Beauxbatons. Kimimaro narrowed his eyes when he detected a strange aura seeping off the girl, causing the men to fall at her feet and the women to glare, except for Luna who seemed as unaffected as he was. He attributed it to her dreamy attitude but his was different. In order for shinobi not to fall to the vices that claimed so many others, Orochimaru-sama had hired the 'services' of some women who would then try to tempt the shinobi, including him. Of course, he had quite good control of the hormones that come when reaching the adolescent stage in life so he was able to shrug off the effects. Although…some of the girls from Beauxbatons were looking at him…like the ones here at Hogwarts…great. Sighing, he returned to his meal.

After the dinner was completed, Dumbledore stood up and addressed the crowd of students. He then went on to explain about the flaming cup and how the guest students had to put their names in to participate. Unlike the students at Hogwarts, these ones were much calmer about it and just formed a line…how sensible. He had also noticed that the blonde girl from Beauxbatons had men cheering and women crying as she moved to the cup to place her name in.

As the days passed by and the time the cup would choose the representatives for each school drew closer, Kimimaro was constantly training in his clearing in the Forbidden Forest. Luna had insisted he take breaks due to the stress his regime was putting on his body. While he wanted to say otherwise, he knew she was right. So, he then spent roughly 2 hours with Luna doing random things, to keep his mind off training for a while.

He was baffled with the girl for her concern. No one had ever really been truly looking out for his well being before, so it was a new experience for him and he was unsure how he felt about it. Orochimaru-sama usually just told him to do things and he would do so without complaint…for he was the one who saved him from hell and he would have done anything in his power to make Orochimaru-sama's ambition come to fruit. But now, he had been discarded again…first by his adoptive father, and then his saviour…

He was shaken out of his thoughts by Luna, who tugged on his long sleeve and was telling him about the tournament he had heard the students go on about. Apparently it was some kind of competition that was held between the rival schools to boost relations or something. He didn't see how as he had heard that death was a high probability…wouldn't that make the relations worse if a foreign student was killed on Wizarding England's soil? That could start a war between countries…

He heard the names of the three champions being called out. The first was Hogwarts, who had a boy from the Hufflepuff house called Cedric Diggory, next from the Beauxbatons academy was the blonde girl, Fleur Delacour. Finally, the Durmstrang champion was the celebrity boy, Viktor Krum.

He had never bothered to put his name in the cup so imagine his surprise when his name was called out after the third champion. Many looked at him in confusion and some in rage, while he thought silently to himself for a second and Luna had ushered him to go with the teacher to the champion's room. As he walked into the room and leaned against the wall, the other occupants were looking at him in confusion. Then, a sports commentator called Ludo Bagman had come bundling in like he was high on sugar. He had then announced to the group that he, Kimimaro, was to be the Fourth Tri-Wizard champion. This led to everyone being led to Dumbledore's office to avoid the coming conflict.

Kimimaro was getting annoyed. These trash were pointlessly arguing over something that was a waste of time. Nothing could be done now that his name had somehow came out of the cup. There was a thought, who the hell put his name in there anyway? He spent nearly all his time training and hanging around Luna to get any time to do such a trivial task. Finally, he tuned back in to their argument.

"Look! He's not even saying anything in his defence!" Came the cry of Karkaroff. Kimimaro sighed.

"I have nothing to say to trash like you…cease your pointless prattle and accept that I am here." He said in monotone, which caused looks of surprise, rage, and laughter from Alastor Moody.

"Now, Kimimaro, please show Professor Karkaroff the respect he deserves." Dumbledore chided, which caused Kimimaro to glare at him next.

"Do not presume to order me, trash." He spat the insult with venom. "I do not care for such pathetic worms like him…or you." He said while turning around to leave, but left one final message.

"If you have a problem with me…then stay out of my way." He then drew a bone sword from his upper arm, to their surprise. "If you fail to realise this is a warning…I will kill you where you stand, trash." He said as he left the room, where the group started to argue again.

Leaving the room, he sighed at the fools who had presumed to order him. He decided to let off some steam by training with a Mizu Bunshin. He sighed again, as he mowed through the group of clones with a Karamatsu no Mai. While he didn't mind the training, fighting clones was beginning to get tiresome and easy. Hopefully this tournament would provide decent competition for him.

Luna had come to fetch him again for his breaks, which she insisted he take. The two spent the day telling each other about their pasts, although Kimimaro kept his to vague explanations so that not much was revealed. He had learned that Luna's mother, Selene Lovegood, had passed away in an accident when she was rather young, leaving the family as just her and her father. She had taken after his odd habits (so that was where they came from…) as she grew older. Somewhere along the line, her dreamy mask cracked a little, allowing him to see the girl underneath it. The poor girl coped with her grief by turning to her 'Nargles' or 'Wrackspurts' for comfort at the time. She was strong, Kimimaro concluded, to be able to deal with pain that was similar to when he was left behind by his father and Orochimaru-sama…no, it was just Orochimaru now, for he was no longer his lord. He then did something that surprised even himself…he hugged her, which caused her face to light up like a Christmas tree light. Pulling away slowly in confusion, he was going over in his mind wondering why he did that…he never hugged anyone before. Ever.

Looking at Luna, who was surprisingly red faced, he quickly said an apology before heading back to the common room to find the reasons for such a troublesome dilemma. Lying in his futon (he refused to sleep on such an uncomfortable bed), confusion would plague him throughout the night.

The next day…

This was it. This was the day that the first trial of the tournament would begin. He had heard from Hagrid that it was some kind of winged beast that he would be facing. He was excited even if he didn't show it. Finally! He would show the world to fear the Shikotsumyaku…

Looking at the other champions, he could see various emotions play on their faces. Cedric looked nervous, Fleur's hands were shaking slightly, and Viktor was scowling. Suddenly, Ludo had bundled in again bouncing…damn sugar fiend.

"Alright gentlemen…and lady!" He said. "In this bag here are four different statues, each portraying the beast you will be facing?" Kimimaro watched as the other three pulled out statues of winged lizard beasts. Ludo offered the bag to Kimimaro last and he pulled out the statue of a black winged creature with bone like ridges. He was shocked when the mini-statue moved and looked at him.

"Ohhh…looks like you've got the Hungarian Horntail!" He said with some dismay. Kimimaro stared blankly at it, then at Ludo who continued to go on about the order of who goes first. Kimimaro had chosen to go third, as he wanted time to prepare. Returning to the room where the champions were after a quick workout, he found that Fleur was holding onto a golden egg and she looked slightly ruffled. A few seconds later, Viktor came in staggering a little as he clutched a similar egg. Now, Kimimaro was thinking that these eggs must be some rite of passage to the next trial.

"Now, boys and girls, men and women, please give a round of applause to our third contestant representing Hogwarts, Kimimaro Kaguya!" He heard Ludo yell as he made his way into a rather large arena that was covered in a rough ground, with jagged rocks and other mountainous looking settings. He wasn't paying attention to that, more to the creature in the middle. The huge beast was of a size comparable to Manda, Orochimaru's snake summon. It looked at him with disdain before charging.

Kimimaro was getting irked. His bones weren't doing too well against this huge beast called a dragon. Sure, he had managed to get a few okay shots in, but not many could penetrate its thick hide. He came to a decision and leaned forward in a hunching position and released the first level of the Curse Seal, causing line markings to run around his body like a tribal tattoo.

Dumbledore narrowed his twinkling blue eyes at Kimimaro. What the boy had just done to himself was reeking of a foul energy that was similar to magic. This energy felt even more disgusting than Tom Riddle's did. Those ominous black lines practically bled the energy, seemingly increasing the boy's power.

"To think I had to use my Curse Seal of Earth…on trash like you." He commented to the dragon, who roared in rage. "I pity you…Yanagi no Mai!" With that cry, he pulled out twin bone swords from his arms and charged behind the beast, slashing its tail off. This caused a huge cry of agony to rip from the beast's throat.

"Yes…I am much stronger now!" He yelled and began to use his Karamatsu no Mai when the thing breathed fire at him, allowing him to escape with a slight burn on his left arm. Frowning that the beast was still stronger than he was, he decided to go to level two of the Curse Seal.

Many watched in morbid fascination as Kimimaro's skin darkened to a brownish red and black markings appeared above and below his eyes. A loud thud echoed as a tail sprouted from his back, and crashed onto the floor. Then, three columns made of bone sprouted on each side of his back, creating six in total. He raised his head, exposing red eyes and black sclera, and glared at the creature.

Dumbledore gritted his teeth a little. The dark energy was coming off in much larger waves, repulsing his light magic greatly…someone shouldn't have so much power like that. It was like an Unholy force of nature, unnatural and disgusting in every sense of the word. He watched on as the boy, or 'creature', circled the beast.

"Allow me…to show you…the true strength…of the Shikotsumyaku!" He yelled and placed both of his hands on the floor.

"Sawarabi no Mai! (Dance of the Braken)" and with that yell, the field was covered in huge colossal bone spikes, some of which pierced through the dragons wings and preventing it from moving in the tight space. Kimimaro allowed a smirk and held out his left arm. Suddenly, his arm transformed into a bone white drill-like object. He jumped up at a surprisingly high speed towards the imprisoned beast.

"Tessenka no Mai: Hana!" He screamed as the bone drill smashed into the chest of the beast, causing it to cry out in pain. Soon, the bone towers collapsed along with the beast that was unconscious due to blood loss. In the clearing, Kimimaro was panting heavily as the Curse Seal returned to normal. It always left the user feeling drained after going into level 2. He suddenly reached his hand to his upper back, and pulled out his spinal cord, causing some of the people in the audience to throw up. He then hurled the whip towards the fallen beast's nest and snatched the golden egg lying within. Having a good hold on the egg, he went back to the champion's room, not wanting to hear Bagman ramble about 'scores' or useless things. Of course, many would wonder why he didn't use the whip in the first place, but he couldn't guarantee that the beast wouldn't destroy it…plus, he had been looking forward to fighting a strong opponent.

"He was a strong piece of trash, I'll give him that…" He said as a small trickle of blood escaped from his mouth. Even if the wand he held on his person was there, it couldn't stop every negativity his disease gave him…

Suddenly, he collapsed against the wall, vaguely hearing Luna scream his name.

He woke up a few hours later, feeling a lot better. He noticed that, to his surprise, Luna had stayed with him, as she was resting her head on his bed. Not wanting to wake her up, he slowly slid out of the bed and got dressed. Looking around the medical wing, he spotted others in the beds.

Cedric must have taken a beating, for he had a tone of bandages over his arms and his left leg. Fleur was resting in the next bed with mild burns, with a small girl resembling her sitting next to her looking on in worry. Viktor Krum looked the best off, as he had only a minor strain on his right leg, causing him to have a crutch to support himself. He nodded at Kimimaro as he hobbled by, receiving another in turn. It would seemed Luna had awakened as she was looking around frantically for him and then, upon spotting him, surprised him by hugging him, hard and was actually sobbing a little…something he had never seen before.

"D-don't ever be so reckless again, you hear me?" Wow, she was really pissed off and actually yelling at him. Kimimaro, due to his not having much knowledge on dealing with hysterical people (or people at all), awkwardly patted her on the back in what he hoped was a somewhat sympathetic or comforting move. The poor girl just continued to cry onto his lavender tunic.

"…Why?" He said in monotone as Luna looked up at him with puffy red eyes in confusion. "…Why do you care about me?" The girl looked affronted.

"W-what are you saying? Why Shouldn't I care about you? You're my friend!" She cried, which caused Kimimaro to go wide-eyed. She had truly considered him as her friend? Had anyone ever called him that before? All he ever had was someone to serve…never forming bonds of friendship. Now though, it seemed as though one had unknowingly formed between him and the blonde haired girl currently sobbing into his chest…he didn't know how to feel about that or what this supposed bond was as she continued to cry.

A few days later…

Kimimaro was now annoyed. Supposedly, there was to be some kind of dance event happening called the Yule Ball. Sighing angrily, he had been told that he would have to find someone to go with him, as it was required as a champion. He contemplated levelling the whole castle with a Sawarabi no Mai and be done with it, but that would just be a waste of chakra for useless trash.

He had actually been taking a longer break from training, much to his chagrin, as this tournament was taking up far too much of his time. Another annoying piece of trash kept on interrupting him when he wanted to do his training so that he could focus on the tournament. He idly recognised the man as the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. The crippled man was starting to seriously get on his nerves, but as a shinobi, he never let it show even in the more extreme circumstances. However, there was the moment where Kimimaro lost all sense of self-control.

"Y'know, lad. I heard from the old sorting hat that you used to be someone's servant…" Kimimaro paused to look at the man with a monotonous expression. "He never said the name though…Can't have been a good master if his pet is so rubbish at defending against the dark forces." That comment had cemented it. This man had to die for disrespecting Orochimaru-sama! Even if he no longer served the man, he would not allow someone to make fun of a person he respected so highly! He drew his bone whip from his back, to the surprise of the cripple.

"You filthy trash…I will not allow you to make a mockery of Orochimaru-sama! Even if I no longer serve him, I refuse to tolerate such blatant disrespect!" He yelled and wrapped the bone whip around the man's real leg and pulled, dragging him to Kimimaro and causing him to lose his wand in shock.

"Die." With that word, he drew a bone sword and plunged it into the man's chest, eliciting a cry of agony. Then much to Kimimaro's surprise, the man's face had melted, in similarity to Orochimaru's face stealing technique, and a much younger man was now glaring at him.

"B-bastard! L-Lord Voldemort will kill you for this! I-I'll have you-" He was cut off as Kimimaro lodged a Tenshi Sendan into his skull, killing him brutally. Turning away, he moved at a slow pace back to the common room, where hopefully he wouldn't be disturbed by the trash who had been sending him funny looks because he was in the tournament. He had a lot to think about…such as who this Lord Voldemort is…he decided to ask Luna.

"Oh? Voldemort?" She said, causing gasps amongst the crowds, much to Kimimaro's annoyance. He had to threaten some kid in green rimmed robes to spill the secrets or face death because everyone he asked just shivered in fear. Like a true snake, he gave the information to preserve himself…the trash, tarnishing a great animal like a snake. Anyway, he turned back to Luna to hear her explanation.

"Apparently, he is supposed to be a Dark Wizard that used to attend here years ago…although he disappeared somewhere along the line a few years ago…no one knows what happened although there are theories that Harry Potter, the Boy-who-lived, was the one to bring his downfall." Here, Kimimaro paused. That old trash had called him that name when they first met…Oh well; he didn't truly care as it had little to do with him anyway. After thanking Luna, she again surprised him with a small hug, which he still didn't know how to feel about.

As he left the common room, he was contemplating about what the next portion of the tournament was going to be when he unknowingly collided with someone…that red haired manner-less trash he saw on his first day. He was apparently with his friends trying to bother some little blonde girl that resembled the female Tri-Wizard champion, Fleur Delacour if he remembered correctly. So she was the girl sitting by her bedside. Turning his attention back to the red haired boy, he found him glaring with barely suppressed rage.

"Watch where you're going!" He yelled at Kimimaro, who looked blankly back at him, causing the boy to lose some of his bravado.

"Hmph…I don't have the time to deal with insignificant pieces of trash like you…leave my sight immediately, vermin." This naturally didn't get the most positive reaction, for the boy gaped a little then charged at him in anger.

Sighing in agitation, Kimimaro easily side-stepped the boys pathetic fighting skills. He was like a brawler with his fists going in all directions. His friends seemed to be cheering him on in trying to land a hit. Kimimaro, now getting bored, grabbed the boy's incoming hand and squeezed it. Hard.

A loud crunch was heard as the boy screamed and dropped on the ground, clutching his injured hand. His friends looked flabbergasted and moved to help their friend, who was crying in pain, to the hospital wing. Kimimaro watched this with his unnerving impassive gaze.

"Trash…" He said in disdain before they ran around the corner. Why was this castle filled with such weak trash? The only one he hoped to get a good battle with was Krum, as he looked built for combat and might have been able to keep up with him…

He was broken out of his musings when he felt a small hand tug on his sleeve. Looking down he saw the red face of the girl he saved, looking around sheepishly. Yes, she was quite the opposite of the proud champion of Beauxbatons.

"T-Thank you for saving me…" She whispered before running off, leaving Kimimaro staring in confusion. Shaking his head, he continued down the hallway and into the school library.

He had been meaning to do this earlier but due to people paying attention to him in one way or the other, he never got this chance. After sitting in the library with Luna one day during his break from training, he questioned her on the locked room at the back of the library that was marked as sectioned off. This room was said to contain a fountain of forbidden knowledge and techniques according to Luna and that piqued his interest. This sounded a lot similar to the paranoia that his former master once exhibited; shoving all of that knowledge in a private area that only those of a high official rank could enter, such as himself.

As he stealthily moved through the darker hallways of the Restricted Section, he picked up a few books and minor accessories that seemed interesting to him. After happy with his haul, he was about to leave when he spotted a rather mangy looking cat staring at him with its beady eyes. Narrowing his eyes, he threw a Tenshi Sendan at the mongrel and watched in amusement as it roared angrily and ran off in fright. Soon, he exited the dark halls of the forbidden library.

After returning to the common room, he sat down on the floor in a cross-legged position, looking over his stolen property. Most were just history books on Dark Wizards so he moved those out of the way in one section. The next was the more interesting and it had baffled him as to why it was kept in a dirty library. The book was about something called a barrier that separated the two worlds…wait. Didn't that old man say something about a barrier when they kidnapped him? He continued to read into the night…

Kimimaro woke up from his futon in a good mood for once since he came here to the school. Realising it was the weekend, he decided to try one of the skill scrolls of another element to boost his arsenal of Jutsu. Looking over them, he was a little off balance in what to decide. He came to the conclusion that seeing as he was aligned with water, fire wouldn't be the best to learn. So that left Lightening, Earth, and Wind. Earth was out as his bloodline sometimes made use of the soil, like Sawarabi no Mai, so it was unneeded. Wind wouldn't work out so well as he was a close combat fighter and a majority of wind techniques he had in the scroll were mid-to-long range, with the exception of the Kaze no Yaiba (Blade of Wind, which he would remind himself to learn at a later date as it was quite deadly). So it was to be the lightning element then for the speed it provided…

After doing some light training he decided to finally get started on the lightning technique, Raiton: Gian (Lightning Release: False Darkness). According to Orochimaru's attached notes, he stole and copied the technique from a member of his former organisation, Akatsuki, though never mentioned the man's name. Kimimaro suspected it was because Orochimaru wanted to forget everything about his time with the group.

It took a few days to truly master the technique as one had to create spears made out of literal lightning. This required a large amount of his chakra that could have better use for his Shikotsumyaku, but he supposed that having a backup was ideal, even if he didn't like it. So engrossed was he in his training that he didn't see the pale blue eyes staring wide-eyed at his display.

The next day, Kimimaro had finally had it up to hell. Many women were trying to seduce him in getting him to accompanying them to the dance. Hell, he had to hide from some of the more frisky members of the crowd in his common room where a lot of the other students didn't bother him. As he looked around, seemingly thinking of something, he walked up to Luna, who looked at him curiously while she was reading a newspaper.

"Luna-san, would you please accompany me to the dance." He said in Japanese, not wanting any unwanted eavesdroppers. The girl had turned red a little at his bluntness.

"A-are the Nargles affecting you, or did you actually ask me to go with you to the dance?" She questioned, and was rather shocked when Kimimaro nodded. "W-well, I'll have to mail father for one of mothers dresses but yes, I'll go with you." She seemed a little happier for some reason unknown to Kimimaro. Inwardly sighing in relief, though no expression played out on his face, he nodded with a small barely noticeable smile. Well, at least those troublesome women would stop asking him to go to the dance…

END OF CHAPTER 3

Sorry if it feels that I rushed the relationship a little, but I had to get it moving SOMEWHERE. Don't worry, they most likely won't get into a serious relationship until later. Right now, Luna is now just noticing him as more than a friend and Kimimaro is just confused at her behaviour as he never had anyone truly like him in that way. I just wanted to establish that so the pairing would progress. Thanks for reading.

Endogetsu