Insanity rise: Hiya! I'm back from my trip and back to this story! Peeps, I read over this story around fifty times while sitting in the car and discovered how horrible some of my writing was! I humbly apologize (oh that sounds mature…ah) for my stupid typing skills! There were sooooo many times when I was missing words and spelled things in a different tense or way! I am sooo sorry! I also noticed that in chapter five; twice Tugaki's name appears as Taguki, I am very sorry for that mistake! Anyway, I would like to ask that readers would at least tell me what they think of my story! I have gone ten chapters without a single clue as to what other people think of my story and it makes me wonder…I would really like to know if people are enjoying this story or hating it…and why. Thanks for your time! Enjoy the story please!

Chapter 10

Unwanted guests

Dosu groaned softly, opening his only eye slowly. He heard the soft pitter-patter of the rain drops falling outside, telling by the dark shadows over the window that the weather wasn't what you would call pleasant. Suddenly he gasped, where was he? The memories of yesterday's fight came back to him in a flood, drowning out his mind to a pint where he could barely understand what he was thinking. He gazed about, his eye darting around the corners of the room. Sighing, he became a great deal less tense, realizing he was in his own room. He winced with a burning pain, finding himself wound in tight bandages. He couldn't help but wonder if he would be stuck in bandages all his life. Yawning sleepily, he shook his head as to keep himself from falling back into a world of dreams. He didn't want to go to sleep right now, not when he felt so overwhelmed. His mind was buzzing with questions, of which he himself was answerless. He stood up, gritting his teeth as a sharp pain filled him. He told himself he would just have to get used to this, that this pain would follow him the rest of his life however long it might be. But it hurt to think such upsetting thoughts, and he pushed it to the back of his mind.

"Mom," he called out, frowning when only silence answered him. He wondered exactly how late he had slept. Sighing, he walked into the hallway, scowling when he noticed that the scattered shards of glass had been cleaned away. His mother was no where to be seen, probably already headed off to work. He knew she'd definitely disposed of the shards of glass, probably thinking it would sadden him if she didn't. He sighed and stepped out onto the front porch, feeling rather bored, but suddenly wincing. That Kabuto kid had sure beaten him good, the feelings of pain still clinging to his tired body. Rain fell in heavy sheets from the skies, a chilling breeze blowing softly. Dosu scowled and walked back inside, the cold outside only deepening the cold in his heart…

Orochimaru sat at a large desk, deeply in thought. He questioned on what he should do; without another ninja for his squad soon he wouldn't be able to send them to this years exams, and then his plans would be ruined. He wasn't so stupid as to not know that there was a whole school of ninja just waiting for his orders. However, he wasn't looking for some stupid nin who would take everything like a joy ride, no he needed someone different. What he need was some idiot who was too hurt and scarred to realize his master's plans. He needed someone who would follow him and do as he said no matter what happened. He'd considered using Kabuto, but his most trusted spy was already entering the exam under a Konoha headband. Besides, Kabuto could get annoying sometimes, and Kabuto knew too much for his own good. No, he needed someone who wasn't at all like Kabuto, but still as cold and complicated. Then, his thoughts drifted to that boy he'd seen the other day in the street.

"Orochimaru sir," his thoughts were shattered as his silver haired apprentice stepped warily into the room.

"What do you want," Orochimaru sneered, turning so his back faced Kabuto, annoyed by his sudden approach.

"It's just that…sir," Kabuto pushed his glasses over his eyes, hiding any signs of his emotions, "the other Nin are awaiting their orders, they're growing bored."

"Do I look like I care," Orochimaru snapped, jumping from his chair so quickly that it toppled over, "get out of here you blundering idiot!"

"I'm sorry Orochimaru-sama," Kabuto stumbled back, "it wasn't my place-"

"I don't want to hear your sorry excuses," Orochimaru growled; Kabuto hurrying out the door. Then, an idea hit the man's dark mind, causing him to grin evilly, his eyes blazing with a sudden fire.

"And Kabuto," he looked to the boy who stood ready to close the door.

"Yes Orochimaru sir," Kabuto choked with fear.

"Tell the others…," Orochimaru smirked, "their new teammate will be arriving soon."

"Who-"

"Just do it," Orochimaru barked. Kabuto hurried away, stopping when his master called to him again.

"Oh and Kabuto," Orochimaru cackled evilly, "you'll be accompanying me on my trip to town tonight…there's a certain family I need to pay a visit too…"

"Sweetie," Dosu's mother called, bursting through the door, soaked to the bone with cold rain. She sighed and closed the door behind her, the world outside already beginning to darken. Now that the weather had begun to get closer and closer to the wintry seasons, the day light had come in shorter periods. Darkness would creep over the land hours earlier than in the warmer weather, causing Mrs. Kinuta's once bright walk home to be a race against the shadows. Mrs. Kinuta brushed strands of long black hair behind out of her face as she stepped into the kitchen, feeling impossibly overwhelmed. She gave a weak smile when her son appeared in the doorway, a solemn look on the little she could see of his scarred face.

"Hello sweetie," Mrs. Kinuta smiled as warmly as she could muster, "you wouldn't believe what someone told me in town today."

"What," Dosu gave an agitated sigh, wishing she'd simply tell him and not make him guess like some silly child.

"We're going to have a very important guest to dinner tonight, "his mother announced, her eyes shining with excitement, "the creator of our village! Orochimaru!"

"Wha…," Dosu stared at her, dumbfounded, he was busted now, and Orochimaru had only one reason to come here. He was probably mad that Dosu had picked a fight with the man he'd been with. He'd probably come and take him away, punish him severely for acting so stupidly. Dosu shook his head, his thoughts racing as he gaped at his mother, unable to muster a word. His mother smiled and gave him a tight hug, obviously excited by the chance to meet the powerful sannin who had created the sound village.

"Oh sweetie you look scared," his mother said softly, "I doubt he'll say anything rude."

"But mom-"

"Not another word," his mother shushed him, "you can't go moping about feeling sorry for yourself all the time. Orochimaru is a very important person and I can't imagine why he would want to come here, but we must make him feel welcome."

"Whatever," Dosu winced as a sharp pain shot up his spine, "just stop hugging me…it hurts."

"Sorry sweetie," his mother released her tight grip, looking abashed, "I didn't realize it, well I'd better be preparing dinner, I've got to fix up something presentable for tonight."

"Oh joy," Dosu sneered, feeling the same discomfort as when Mr. Kogaru came for a visit.

His mother didn't seem to hear him, and if she did she was paying no mind to it. She simply hummed a soft tune and began pulling items down from cabinets, obviously wanting to please such an important person. Dosu sighed and stepped out of the kitchen, hoping Orochimaru wasn't coming to do anything but have a nice chat. After all, he could still see the look in that man's eyes when he'd seen him in the street and it had chilled him to the bone…