The Sannin lead the girl through the labyrinth of his fortress. The hallways were about the widths of two average people side by side surrounded by stone, illuminated only be a single candle hanging from a bronze chain every few yards. The dirt ground was dry yet un-cracked as it was pounded until near stone-like solid. They passed by a room on the right with a metal plate on its doorframe saying 'F1' and continuing down the hall were the odd numbers on the right and the even on the left. At a crossroad they took a left and entered the first room to their right. The doorframe said 'M1'. Orochimaru pushed aside the thick black curtain that blended in well with the walls for Sennyo. She went in without hesitated and Orochimaru followed. Wires, test-tubes, papers, books, and all sort of medical accessories and equipment lay about in neat stacks and groups. "Welcome back, Orochimaru-sama," an ex-Konoha shinobi greeted, his back turned for the moment, "the boy and—." Kabuto grunted at seeing an unfamiliar young girl with Orochimaru.

"Relax, Kabuto. She has allied with us for now, isn't that right, Sennyo-chan?" he asked her, his green-yellow, snake-like eyes stared down at her without moving his face.

"Yeah…" she replied in a mutter, her eyes were cast to the body on the table covered with a white sheet up to pale shoulders and with a square white cloth covering the nose and up with several seals and notes painted in some way onto it. The males took notice to this. The old man walked to her side, his shadow overlapping hers, looming and stretching to the wall to her left like an ominous threat.

"Sennyo-chan, I want you to heal him." Orochimaru said to her. Kabuto frowned but did not comment, merely pushing up his glasses at the wire bridge with his right forefingers.

"Kabuto-san is as well of a medical-ninja as Tsunade is. I can copy that jutsu but not make it any better. I would be of no use to you but a waste of time," she explained to him, her green eyes never wavering from the body's face and chest, "but…may I…speak with him, Kimimaro-san?"

"You say that if Kabuto cannot cure him then nor can you?"

"Yes." she replied. Orochimaru chuckled and said with a charmingly amused yet disappointed smile on his face,

"Very well then, you may speak with Kimimaro-kun. Kabuto, I have need of your assistance." the villainous man said, he left the room. Kabuto proceeded to follow but paused as he held back the thick curtains leading to the hallway. With his back to her he asked her in his nonchalant of a voice,

"Did you mean it, about what you said?"

"…Yes, I'd very much like to help Kimimaro-kun—san!" she quickly said, shocked at herself for allowing herself to say 'kun' after his name, "You've done well for him." As Kabuto slipped past the curtains he said,

"Thank you, Sennyo-san." he flash-stepped from the doorway to catch up with his master. Sennyo gazed to where the young man had disappeared to. She walked over to the bed of the last Kaguya and sat on a metal stool to the left of it.

"Kimimaro-kun…" she whispered more to her heart than him, "Don't let that idiot Uzumaki ruin you. Keep your cool…"

"What is…Orochi…maru-sama doing?" the man beneath the sheets suddenly said, his voice mature and deep of that of a young man yet raspy from sickness. Sennyo gave a shallow gasp.

"Oh, you were awake. Please forgive me for waking you—." she started in apology.

"What is Orochimaru-sama up to?" he repeated, his voice now stronger.

"Right now, he should be planning out on getting his dream container." haughtily told Sennyo.

"Who?"

"He too has a Kekkai Genkai ability, is young, and is an Uchiha." she hinted.

"…Uchiha…" Kimimaro echoed, the white sheet over his face shifted a bit and he fell back into deep sleep. Sennyo stared despairingly at the sick, elite, shinobi. She got up from the stool sounding a squeaky noise from it and left the room.

A blue-haired kunoichi watched Kabuto heal an Oto-ninja, and then tried it herself like a young child imitating her idol. Kabuto frowned in annoyance then sighed, admitting defeat or that the girl was just as good as he. "You're pretty good. Who taught you medical jutsu?"

"I watch and imitate or I am told to do so." Rei dead-panned. The side-kick looked at her oddly with suspicion and shrugged. He helped the Sound-nin back to his feet and told him to wait in the next room. The pilot looked over to the isolation-tank of green water, inside it was the unconscious Hoshi with nothing but white boxers on. Tubes connected to his eight chakra points and his where his heart should be with thin white gauze with a jutsu seal of some painted on it. "Hoshi-kun," Rei said to Hoshi through her cyber-brain com, "Hoshi-kun?!" No response came from the boy. "Sennyo, where are you, Sennyo-chan?! "

From elsewhere in the building was Sennyo. Rei-chan?! What is it, are you two all right? Where are you?!

"Medical Room, M8. Please, hurry."

"Room M8?" Sennyo muttered to herself, "Why, that should be just over there—." She dashed down the long hallway in search of the room. M4…, M6…, M…here it is! This time the door was not consisted of a thick black curtain but a black door with a small, tinted, rectangular window no taller than the length of you're the beginning and end of one's middle finger and about five inches long. Please, be okay she thought. With earthbending she slid the heavy door open to see Ayanami IV standing next to a tall and wide, cylindrical, giant fish-tank with faded neon-green liquid within. She ran to her and was about to ask 'what's wrong?!' when she saw something in the corner of her eye. "What…happened, Rei-chan?"

"They threatened us with abilities we have not yet acquired so we went along with them to escape any discrepancy. Also, knowing you, we thought that it'd be better if we tried as best we could not to meddle with the story. Orochimaru-san seeks or sought eternal life regardless that he says that he's immortal. He is studying Hoshi-kun on how he is immortal yet without jutsu. I have not told him of anything in Kingdom Hearts." Rei explained as if she were an NPC.

"Oh, I see. Thank you so very much, Rei-chan." Sennyo commented. She slowly put her hands on the glass as if afraid it would break upon touch alone. It was cool and refreshing as light danced off the glass and water within casting an eerie yet calming glow on the characters. "I could transmute the glass but the liquid would spill out, and this liquid could be what is keeping Hoshi-kun's existence together right now."

"Anything wrong, Sennyo-chan?" Orochimaru suddenly said from behind them. The girl whipped around in fright and shock. The spoken-of girl bit her lip and cried,

"Why? Why Hoshi-kun, Orochimaru-san?! You have Sasuke-kun and Kimimaro-kun!"

"Don't be silly. I don't want Hoshi-kun as a container but as a source of life. As long as Darkness exists in the human heart than he shall live, no? I will use his immortality after I use my next container." The Sannin explained to her.

"Give him back to me and Rei!"she rashly said, "Let him free!"

"Or else what, Sennyo-chan? " he said in a mocking taste, "You aren't allowed to touch me, let alone kill me."

He's right, I can't kill him. If I kill him then revive him with Curaga or with a Phoenix Down―no, I don't know if or what the side-effects of that could be, if perhaps even with my magic, it would revive him only to near death. Also, I don't know the timetables for tomorrow is the invasion of Sunagakure and Otogakure on Konoha and I absolutely cannot jeopardize the timing for that. The story has long been written ago. Sennyo hurriedly to him, "I'll give you much needed information that you'll need for you next two visits to Konoha. That includes tomorrow."

"Can I keep your word on that?"

"Yes."

"Hmph. If you don't, I'll make sure you pay the honorable price for breaking promises, Sennyo-chan," Orochimaru said to her, keeping his eyes on the two young girls he said to Kabuto, "Kabuto, release Hoshi-kun."

He frowned as if in disagreement, but then adjusted his glasses: sending a strong reflecting glare back at them.

"Yes sir."


Please, tell me your opinion so far on the story. Do you think the writing style has changed...? The characters...? The genr.e..?This sounds like a damn essay for school or something, I know. But, is Sennyo selfish? Thirteen I's and me's together I counted just in this chapter said by her. Thanks so much for reading!