MERMAIDS AT DAWN

Chapter Eight

IN THE DARK WITH NOTHING BUT THE SOUND OF FLIPPING PAGES, Shion stood, dropping the documents to the ground as she placed a hand on the tube where the child rested in suspension. He was no older than eight, and yet he looked as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. There was a pained expression on his furrowed brows, especially since his eyes were closed.

"What are you doing?" Misaki asked, but Shion was focused as she stared at the different buttons and wires. She had read up on the chemicals that filled the glass.

"There are six liquids in this container, three non-aqueous and three water based liquids. They are all non toxic to humans," Shion took a step forward, tampering with a couple of buttons. "The density of the container is not too high, but once I drain the water, he won't be able to breathe on his own. So I'm going to leave on the air going into the endotracheal tube."

"You read those articles for like fifteen minutes," Hikaru muttered. "All I found out is that I need to increase my god damn vocabulary."

The water drained slowly from the container, the moment Shion was able, she applied Chakra into her fist and slammed it into the class. It shattered on impact, leaving room for her to jump up and enter the container.

"In the end she still punched the glass," Misaki said in a deadpan, pointing at a switch that read, 'capsule open.'

Shion paid them no mind as she reached over to the boy, carefully inputting Chakra into her arms and legs. With a little difficulty, and with Hikaru eventually aiding her, she got him out of the container.

"I'm going to remove the endotracheal tube, Misaki, can you keep air going into his lungs so he can have time to regain his natural ability to breathe?" Shion asked, and Misaki quickly nodded, kneeling down and performing a quick Jutsu. She placed her hands above the boy's chest, feeling around until she felt her Chakra wrap around his lungs. It was a basic medical Jutsu, and Misaki knew all the basic ones intimately.

"I have to get him to wake up before you remove it, I'll help by sending a slight shock into his heart. Just relax him when he comes to. When the time comes to remove the tube, make sure you take off the tape around the mass first-"

"No I was just going to grab the mass by the base and tug," Shion interrupted with full sarcasm.

"Do you want to be suspended in the water next?" Misaki warned. "Keep testing your luck."

"You sounded like Tsukasa-sensei for a second," Shion muttered.

"Now. We don't have a suction catheter, so I'm going to improvise with my own way of removing it."

"You can do that?" Shion asked and Misaki's brows slightly furrowed.

"I've never done it before, but in theory...yeah I got this," Misaki shook her head, ridding herself of the doubt.

"Okay. Ready," Shion said, and Hikaru leaned off in the background with a frown.

"I'll just stand here then," he said.

As Misaki shocked the boy's heart, his eyes snapped awake and Shion immediately grasped his head. She shushed him as she ran her hand through his hair as he became hyper-aware of the tube in his throat.

"It's okay. We're here to help you. I'm Shion, that's Misaki," Shion whispered and the boy began to calm as Shion removed the tape from the mouthpiece. Misaki, with her free hand that was not creating a pathway in the boy's lungs, performed a one-handed Jutsu and removed the endotracheal tube with grace and speed.

"I need you to cough," Misaki told him and the boy hacked the mucus that had begun to build in his lungs while Shion pat his back.

"Are you alright?" Shion asked, taking notice of the damp white hair stuck to his cheeks. He was shivering and, of course, quite naked. She didn't look down, and to her, anything but his face didn't exist.

"Am I the only one who finds it creepy that this guy has a lab of naked kids, suspended in tubes?" Hikaru asked and Shion glanced at him with a slight grimace.

"That reminds me," said Shion as she pulled out a sealing scroll from her bag. She activated it and in a puff of smoke, a bundle of clothes popped out. "Here, you could use a bit of coverup."

"They're pink," the boy said, taking notice of the ruffles. On top of it rested a small necklace with a charm at the end that looked like a flower, more specifically an Aster tataricus. It was the very same flower Shion was named after.

"And you're naked," she reminded him, still only looking at his face.

"I, unfortunately, lost my extra clothes," Hikaru stated, and Misaki frowned.

"This is why I told you not to pack so messily," Misaki scolded.

The boy sipped on the outfit, slightly thankful that he was at least provided pants. The necklace fell to the ground as he lifted the shirt, and he bent down to pick it up only for Shion to grab it from his fingers and put it around his neck.

"Now you are under my protection," she promised as she gave the necklace one last glance.

"I don't wear necklaces," he told her, taking it off and watching her frown, slightly offended, as he tossed it at her feet. Now, her offense was fully apparent as she scrambled to grab the necklace and place it in her satchel. She was about to snap at him, but she didn't, instead swallowing the comment.

"What's your name?" Shion asked, looking back towards the damp boy as she continued kneeling in front of him. She couldn't have been more than one year older than him, but she no doubt looked like a child, out of her element. For the first time, his piercing stare met her eyes.

"You shouldn't be here," he told her but didn't get a chance to clarify as the walls began to rumble. Her eyes slightly widened but she swiftly grabbed the weakened boy and dashed backward just as be ceiling fell in a tumble of rocks.

She felt her leg get hit by one of the rocks as she fell forward, shielding the boy from damage. She felt dust fill her lungs as she attempted to crawl forward, feeling a vibrant pain in her thigh. She pressed her fingers against it, feeling them soak with blood. She fell on her back, disoriented and out of breath. She knew her chest was moving up and down with great speed, but her eyes were still getting used to the lack of light.

"Son of a bitch," Shion muttered, glancing towards the boy who sat up unharmed. "Are you alright?" Her voice cracked, coughing on the dust. She waited for her answer, waited for any movement. She knew it wasn't Hikaru or Misaki next to her. The aura of the boy was different, softer somehow, cooler, like, well, like water.

"You shielded me," he said and she felt her brows furrow.

"Yeah, I said I was a friend. I think this is what friends do," she told him, limping to her feet. She glanced over to him, finding he was her height when he stood.

"Friend?" His question made her smile. "I've never had a friend before."

"Yeah, I don't have many." Shion's light-hearted smile disappeared as she stumbled towards the rubble of large rocks. It was nearly pitch black as the dust took out many of the torches, but she knew that Misaki and Hikaru were somewhere behind the fallout.

"You shouldn't have saved me," he whispered back, and she didn't look over at him. "It was pointless."

"The others in the tubes," Shion asked, her hands shaking as she limped against the rock, feeling for an opening as she felt the need to vomit rise. A clear sign of a concussion. Spectacular, Shion thought with a deep breath. "Do you think they are alright?"

"Why do you care?" His question came harsh, and she didn't bother looking for him in the dark. She was disoriented and still finding her bearings.

"Why don't you?" Shion snapped back, tired of being nice just because he was a test subject.

He was silent for a moment longer, only the sound of both of their unsteady breaths in the dark, passing between them. Shion leaned her back against the rocks, her leg throbbing, dripping wet. She didn't know what was happening. "Your hands, they were covered in blood."

Shion didn't want to think about that, "We have to find my teammates." She took a deep breath, her eyes finially adjusting to the dark. She could see the outline of the rocks, of his gaunt body, of the empty corridor in front of them and the falling ceiling behind them. "They could be hurt-"

"Shion!" Misaki exclaimed and Shion let out a relieved sigh.

"You're okay?" Shion asked, leaning against the rocks. "I'm going to break the rocks."

"I wouldn't do that," the boy whispered from behind her.

"Why not?" Shion asked and watched as the boy pointed at the crumbling ceiling.

"One move and the tunnel will fall apart."

"Poopie," Shion muttered.

"You see the cracks too?" Misaki asked and Shion pressed her palms against the debris.

"Yeah, I can't break it and risk more falling," Shion's voice was conflicted, uncertain.

"We will get the rest of the subjects out..." Misaki told her and Shion frowned but nodded her head.

"They are okay?" The relief in Shion's voice made the boy's face scrunch up.

"Yeah, whatever caused the blast, it didn't destroy the pods," Misaki said, sounding out of breath. "I saw how you did it, Hikaru, and I can finish it."

"Don't engage in any fights. I'm talking to you Hikaru," Shion shouted, hearing a slight scoff.

"You're the one who goes out half-cocked like an idiot," Hikaru shouted back.

Shion grinned and took a step back with a limp. "I'll find Tsukasa-sensei and ask her what the fuck happened to all those strategies she made."

"You would..." Misaki said with a laugh, before the relization set in. "But you can't leave. We can't separate. Not on your own."

Shion shook her head. "I have to find them. You have to help the kids. We can't get them out on our own."

"That doesn't mean you go on on your own," Misaki said back, loud enough for her voice to carry through the rocks. "Hikaru is injured."

"I'm fine," Hikaru said, but his voice wasn't right, weak and raspy.

"We can't touch the rocks and risk upsetting the tunnels," Shion said, knowing her earth-type Jutsu could very easily go wrong and bring the entire corridor down if she got it wrong. She couldn't risk it knowing that others might be hurt by her practicing a technique she didn't really know. "I can't stay here. Someone has to go on and it can't be you or Hikaru." Shion leaned her head against the wrongs, trying to regulate her breathing. "It has to be me."

Misaki was silent, her panic tangible as the dust in the air. "It doesn't have to anyone."

"Misaki, we have a job to do," Shion reminded her, her fingers digging into the rocks as she tried to block out the pain in her leg.

"Our job was to make the Jounin food, shadow them, and keep the fire burning," Misaki all but shouted.

"How can we shadow them if they aren't here right now?" Shion retorted. "I'll find them and bring them back."

Misaki was sniffing from behind the debris, and Shion was glad they couldn't see each other. The argument would surely falter if Misaki saw the state of Shion's leg. Finally, after a long pause, Misaki spoke again. "Be careful okay. You're okay, right?"

"I was born to be okay," Shion said with a confident grin.

"What about you mystery boy?" Misaki asked, and the nameless boy didn't answer. "Just watch out for each other."

"Yeah," Shion whispered, and she tore herself away from the fallen rocks. She tried to control her breaths as she limped away. "Don't worry. I'll save the day."

"Be safe, Shion," Hikaru told her after a pause, raspy and weak and Shion made eye contact with the unnamed boy before they both made their way down the dark, winding tunnel.

"You didn't tell them you were injured," he observed.

"You didn't tell me your name," Shion said with a grin, changing the subject.

"The names Hōzuki Suigetsu. Future swordsman of the Mist," he told her with an air of pride before he began to cough once more.

"I don't know what that is, but good luck with that," she said with a slight grin. "Future savior of Konoha."

"Like the Hokage?" His question made her nose wrinkle.

"Ew gross no. That sounds boring. All the Hokage does is sit in his chair and get old," she said with a laugh. "I want to travel and help as many people as I can. I can't do that from a swivel chair."

"Why did you help me?"

"I just answered that. I want to help as many people as I can," she said, using the wall as a clutch as her leg began to feel numb.

"Even at the cost of your own life?" His question came quickly and felt sharp like a whip.

She came to a halt, pulling out some bandages and sitting down. She carefully began to clean and dress her leg. "I don't plan on dying, I just wanted to get far away enough so that those two wouldn't know."

Suigetsu went silent, watching her carefully wrap her wound. The gash had been shallow, but big and nasty looking. He might have offered to help, but he didn't. He wrapped his own wounds, his brother wrapped his own wounds. The only person who can save you is yourself, his brother Mangetsu had told him. Rely on no one but yourself.

"When we get to Konoha, you can stay with me if you want," Shion said, hopping up onto her one good leg. "I have my very own apartment now."

"You're naive if you think I'm leaving this place," Suigetsu told her, glancing down, refusing to meet her gaze. "You'll end up dying here and I'll be taken and moved somewhere else, back in that container." How ironic, Suigetsu thought, escape from the Water country's Kekkei Genkai hunters and into a new kind of hunter. He just couldn't get a break.

"Now that's a very negative thought." Shion whacked him on the head with her knuckles. "I'll have you know that I don't plan on dying and I especially don't plan on leaving you here."

"Things don't always go according to plan," Suigetsu told her. None of his certainly ever did.

Shion grabbed his hand, causing his eyes to sightly widen as her vibrant gaze met his stare. Her eyes seemed bright despite the fact that the nearest torch was a long distance down the tunnel. The rough skin-on-skin contact, combined with the fact that her hands were still covered in blood, didn't revolt him. He had been covered in more blood than this and would certainly be covered in it long after she left.

She intertwined their fingers and placed her forehead against their conjoined hands, also not minding the blood, almost as if she couldn't even see it. "I, Kurama Shion, promise that I will get you out of here. I swear it. I will not rest until I do."

"I do like the confidence," the boy told her and Shion's grin grew. When she let his hands go, she had left the necklace in his clutches. This time, he sighed and held it up.

"Why?" Suigetsu asked, staring at the flower.

"Just put it on," she told him, and he looked irritated, but he also put it on.

"I do have that going for me. Now, let's find my irresponsible sensei," Shion took a step forward, feeling a rush of pain dart up and down her leg. She grew thankful for the dim lighting as she continued to walk forward.

For a moment, Shion heard the sound of a woman speaking, and she quickly grabbed Suigetsu's hand, bringing him to her side as they glance behind a sharp corner to a dimly lit area. From there, they were able to see a white haired woman and white haired man who appeared to be having a very tense conversation. If it weren't for the obvious signs of malicious intent, Shion might have thought they were siblings.

"His name is Kabuto," Suigetsu whisper to Shion and the girl nodded her head. "He's the one who helps conduct some of the experiments."

"And her?" Shion asked, but Suigetsu shrugged.

"I've never seen that one, but look at the mark on her neck," he whispered, pointing out a spiral design that was a tacky looking tattoo on the side of her neck. "That's bad news. You see one of them with the curse marking, you run."

She glanced back towards him. "What is it?"

Suigetsu's face was serious, his arm pressed against hers as he spoke, "I don't know where it comes from. All I do know is that it gives a boost to the ability of its wielder. We go up against that, and we are both dead. No questions or buts."

"It can't be that strong," Shion whispered, the hair on the back of her neck standing on edge as her skin prickled with goosebumps.

"Even if it wasn't," Suigetsu said, his tone unyielding and confident. "Orochimaru doesn't give the mark to just anyone. You don't just run because of the power it gives, you run because the ones who get it are sadistic and they won't play around with you. They go straight for the kill. Ask questions once your body is cold."

Shion's eyes went back to the two white-haired shinobi, one being Kabuto, the younger of the two with glasses and looking more like a book reader than a soldier. The other was a beautiful girl, dressed in layers of silk of a short, expensive kimono. She was, objectively speaking, pretty, but she didn't look like a killer. Yet, Shion's instincts were screaming at her to run.

"Is he strong?" Shion asked with earnest curiosity, eager to not look at the girl.

"I wouldn't want to get on his bad side," Suigetsu warned her in a low whisper.

"I can imagine that Orochimaru has never shit a day in his life with how far up your lips are wedged up his asshole," the white-haired woman's comment was ruthless and Shion saw the younger man, Kabuto, visibly appalled, but it was hard to fully see it with his back to them. The woman's voice didn't sound like the image Shion had in her head of a ruthless killer. It was soft, whimsical, and it was difficult for Shion to put Suigetsu's word's together with what she was seeing.

"I've never seen Kabuto so angry before," Suigetsu whispered and Shion felt her hands shake and her heart freeze when the white-haired girl's honey-colored gaze flicker over to her. Suigetsu grabbed onto Shion's shoulder, as if about to run. But the girl didn't attack. Didn't kill them and ask questions later.

"Seem like some of the test tube babies have gotten free with all this commotion," the woman said and Kabuto's hand ignited with Chakra that nearly looked sharp.

"No doubt thanks to your information. I doubt it's a coincidence that Konoha Shinobi showed up just as you arrived. I'm shocked at how quickly you lie and manipulate."

"Really? Now in what way does that seem out of character for me?" The girl asked and before Kabuto could lunge into an attack, she spoke again. "Boy and girl, about 6 years old." Despite the fear, Shion almost wanted to say that she was not six years old. "They look like Orochimaru's normal subjects. Tell me I'm wrong."

"Shion, you have to run," Suigetsu hissed, grabbing the girl who had slightly frozen. The moment his hand squeezed around her arm, she jumped into action, rushing away from the white hair villains as quickly as she could. She expected them to follow, to run after them, but Shion didn't hear them.

"Did we get away?" Suigetsu muttered, his breathing labored.

"My thoughts exactly," said Kabuto in a whisper that still managed to send shivers down Shion's spine.

Shion quickly took out a couple of shurikens and tossed them towards the white-haired man. He swiftly caught them with a bored smirk.

"Is that all?" Kabuto asked and Shion gave him a cheeky grin.

"You're right. Consider my plans thoroughly foiled. I mean, you even defused the bombs and everything," Shion said, grabbing ahold of Suigetsu's hand.

"Bomb?" Kabuto asked just as an explosion resonated between them.

Shion jumped back, her leg numb and her muscles screaming at her to rest. She approximated that she had roughly five minutes before her leg actually gave out. It wasn't much time, but in battle, five minutes was a lifetime.

"I hope you didn't think that tiny bomb had any effect," Kabuto said, and Shion slightly smiled.

"The bomb wasn't to hurt you, Kabuki," Shion informed him.

"It's Kabut-" but before he could finish the sentence the rocks of the tunnel collapsed before them while Shion grabbed ahold of Suigetsu and pushed them both away from the falling debris.

"You okay?" Shion asked, and the boy glanced towards her.

"Why do you keep helping me?" he asked and she tilted her head, helping him stand up.

"I told you, I want to be a hero," she said and glanced towards the rocks that now separated her and Kabuto. Before they could so much as jump away, the white haired man blew a hole into the rocks.

"Then how about you be like every great hero and die tragically," the man hissed out.

"Kabuki looks mad," Shion told Suigetsu, but the shaking of her legs gave away her own personal fear.

"You're scared," Suigetsu was oddly calm considering the situation. The moment he pointed out the weakness, Shion stopped shaking as she began to mold her Chakra into a ball before she felt it gather in her throat like a slow burn.

"I'm not," she informed him. She did a few more quick hand signs. "Fire style. Fireball Jutsu." The fire rushed out in a heated blast, burning past the two children, and headed straight for Kabuto, who had earlier deemed the child nothing but talk, only to be slightly surprised by the amount of power behind her attack. Shion was as well, as she had never been able to get the Jutsu to work before.

Unfortunately, it wasn't enough as Kabuto almost immediately rebounded with a quick earth Jutsu, bringing about a wall of earth to block the move. Shion, having seen this coming, was quick to use her own clone as a distraction as she dashed behind him to rebound her injured leg into his ribcages. She paid no heed to her own injury as she suppressed the flinch that wanted to make its claim against her nerves. Instead, she quickly swiped her arm up, simultaneously summoning a clone to flank Kabuto's sides.

As if he were dealing with a child, he popped both her clones like balloons and swiftly motioned to stab her with his kunai. She jumped back, feeling her leg soak with blood.

If I attack, his Taijutsu will be the end of me. I go for the jugular, he goes for the blind spot just under my arm. My leg will slow me down. I can't go hand to hand. At the same time, Ninjutsu such as fire and earth would do me more harm than good in such close and compact quarters. My Genjutsu isn't strong enough either. If I get too close, he'll kill me and then Suigetsu will be taken back. I could run, but on my leg, I will not be getting very far.

These were somber thoughts, but they didn't make her panic. The humbled her and she swiftly began to strategize a new plan. I can't run. I can't hide. I can't use Ninjutsu. He is stronger, faster, and he has the advantage.

Shion raised her hands and put them together, slowly closing her eyes. She felt Kabuto's confusion but he still darted forward to attack. In her calm state, she noticed his own frustration had blinded him. "Try not to embarrass yourself, Kabuki."

She heard him growl and lean forward for the killing blow. As if the world had slowed, she duck and lodged her kunai into his leg, right into the thigh. He let out a slight groan and jumped back while Shion opened her eyes.

"I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to destroy you," he warned her, taking out the kunai.

"Can I get that back? Those are surprisingly expensive in a ninja village," she told him. He scoffed, tossing it onto the ground. "You could have just said no, Kabuki." Kabuto pressed his hand against the wound, and the moment the green Chakra emitted from his palm, the wound began to heal.

We are on even ground, but I won't last much longer with this wound. I can't let him heal himself.

Shion darted forward, doing a barrage of hand-signs before fire erupted from her throat. Victory, however, was not to be as Kabuto was too swift to parry her blow with a water attack in the shape of strong bolts that rendered her flames useless.

The bolts of water went through her fire Jutsu and headed straight for her. Her reflexes were normally quick, but she felt something hold her in place. She looked down and noticed a hidden clone of Kabuto's was holding down her legs.

She didn't have the appropriate time for an Earth type Jutsu and she couldn't move. She squeezed her eyes shut, awaiting the water type Jutsu that was certain to seal her fate. Instead of that, Suigetsu darted forward, his body stretching as the water bolts hit his body but sunk in like ripples as if his body had absorbed it.

"How very out of character for you, Suigetsu-kun," Kabuto told him, lowering his hand. "But it's not going to do that girl much good. She's got a couple of seconds more life. Your actions are fruitless."

"You can go straight to hell, Kabuto," Suigetsu told him and Shion grabbed his hand pulling him back.

"What are you doing?" Shion asked, and Suigetsu scoffed.

"Saving your ass. You're welcome, by the way," he told her and she shook her head.

"I guess I'm not a very good hero, am I?" Shion looked disappointed in herself, but Suigetsu squeezed her hand.

"You're an awful hero. Just awful," he agreed, letting her hand go and taking a step forward. "Hey dickhead, guess your new opponent is me." Suigetsu didn't sound too menacing especially since his serious tone was offset by the pink frills of his shirt.

"I'm getting really tired of people's disrespect today," Kabuto muttered, moving his hands in a swift Jutsu. "But it's fine, I suppose if you two die together it's not the worst thing. We still have your blood samples."

"I hate to say it, but Kabuki is a real assface," Shion said and Kabuto rolled his eyes doing a quick Jutsu.

"Quicksand no Jutsu," he said and Shion grinned.

"Quicksand no Jutsu? That's literally the dumbest name I've ever heard," she told him, just as the ground began to sink. She moved to jump up, but almost immediately a clone Kabuto's hand came back down to pull her in while Suigetsu quickly darted forward to attack Kabuto with a barrage of Ninjutsu and Taijutsu.

Shion quickly filtered her Chakra out through the ground, crystalizing the sand in one place. She winced, feeling pieces of sand and dirt go in through her bandages. Using her free hand, she quickly did a Earth type Jutsu, bringing the ground from under her feet to rise like a pillar and allowing her to escape the sand.

"Oh no," she muttered, feeling the pain shoot up her thigh. "It's definitely infected." She performed a couple of hand symbols and rushed forward with a furious set of fire projectiles just waiting to come out. "Suigetsu, hold him."

"Yeah, can you rephrase that? Kabuto's not really my type," Suigetsu said with a wry grin.

"Very funny," Shion commented as Suigetsu quickly wrapped around Kabuto's legs. There wasn't enough time for the man to dodge the attacks, and Shion's Jutsu hit him head-on.

She would have expected there to be more noise or a scream at least, instead, she got the silence in response. She couldn't see past the dirt that had flown up in response to the commotion and a thick smoke had begun to fill the tunnel. If she stayed much longer, she would lose the ability to breathe.

She didn't get much longer to process the lack of noise as pain went through her shoulder. She turned around to see Kabuto behind her, his hand raised and pointed with a sharp Chakra emitting like a knife. From his fingertips rested her blood.

"Don't feel too bad, you never stood a chance from the beginning."

Her eyes widened and just when he swiped low to end her life, his hand went to block perfectly aimed Kunai that came his way through the thick smog that surrounded them. Shion didn't get a chance to say anything else as Itachi's arms wrapped around her and he carried her out from the nearly collapsed tunnel.

"Did you see his stupid surprised face," she whispered with a grin, mid cough.

Itachi chuckled, "I was a little preoccupied with getting you out of there."

"Where's...Suigetsu?" Shion asked as she felt her lungs burn, but Itachi didn't answer for a moment.

"I didn't see anyone else but you," he informed her, and his vibrant Sharingan eyes connected with hers. "The enemy quickly retreated. He seemed reluctant to show his face to me."

"We have to go back..." Shion attempted to shift, to sit up and escape Itachi's arms, but her body had begun to go numb. "I have to go back for Suigetsu."

"The tunnel collapsed, Shion. There's no going back. Only forward. The mission was a success with no casualties and the base is taken. It's time for you to rest," Itachi, having sensed her reluctance, quickly put her to sleep through a deep Genjutsu that hallowed out her mind and made her collapse in his arms.

"I have to...rescue..." Shion's closed her eyes and fought the Jutsu no more.

Author's Note

Shion is such a fun character to write. Unsurprisingly, her name is actually a flower that means lost memory. Ironic and an accident considering she has forced amnesia.

I put Suigetsu in here for shits and giggles, but I enjoyed it and I'm going according to the timeline I have written for this story. Overall, I have the next couple of years of Shion's career all planned out, so I'm just waiting on the inspiration to follow.

Kabuto really doesn't like the nicknames, unfortunately, I do so suck it.

Thank you for reading everyone! Have a great day~ ^_^