DISCLAIMER:

I forgot to say this in the first or second chapters but I do not own Naruto. That honor belongs to Kishimoto- Dana. If there any references to other manga's or anime or even real life people or events; I promise it is completely coincidental. However, any new ideas I may or may not put into this story belongs to me and solely me, if you like my ideas and want to use them, pm me. This is going to be the last disclaimer. I cannot make it any clearer that Naruto does not in any shape or form belong to me. Please don't sue lol. I am poor and you won't get anything either way. Enjoy the Third chappy of Nao!

Kabuto sighed heavily. 'Can life get any more complicated?' The Genin medic didn't even care if he jinxed himself. His life was quickly spinning in a less predictable direction and he wasn't sure what to do. If it was one thing Kabuto hated, it was being unsure. As a ninja not being sure meant death was 30 times more imminent than being absolutely positive. As he saw it, Konoha was a hostile environment for him, his aunt and his little cousin. All three are vulnerable to this villages political machinations and by allowing Nao into the first stages of the political machine, KNA, he was taking a risk. Nothing was ever as it appears in a ninja village, there was always layers to shit. A proverbial onion, a rotten, corrupt onion that allows its formidable ninja to die or go bat shit insane. Letting a hint of that toxicity touch Nao's innocent mind and body was a big step in the wrong direction. At least from his view.

Nao however was adamant on going. He went through a list of the possible pros and cons of going and made it obvious that he was planning on using and abusing the system to fit his needs until they both were ready to dash. Kabuto would be lying if he said that he didn't think about just dropping everything and leaving the Hidden Leaf. Any ninja in his predicament would have to always consider going rogue, he didn't have the "rose" shades many ninja in Hidden Villages own. Not when his Kage sent his mother on a suicide mission, not when his cousin was "sacrificed" to save this village and now must deal with prejudice and hate daily and in turn he must deal with it too. Not when his aunt is in a coma that sees no end and ABSOLUTELY no one can tell him why! The Sadaime claims shock, but shock doesn't put you in a year's long coma. He's a medic, he knows. How was he and his little family supposed to thrive and grow in such a place? Why stay? When there's a whole world for them. For the so called "Will of Fire" that only the Sadaime seems to hold on to and believe in these days? The actions of the villagers, ninja and civilians alike was proof enough as to the state of this Will. Just embers and ashes, remnants of what may have been.

He was disillusioned by it all. Kabuto wanted what was best for himself. For his cousin. He couldn't bear the burden of a massive villages hate. He would never ask a child like his cousin to do so either. In the end their backs would bend, buckle and break and all that will be left is a shell of a human. To give your all and to receive nothing in return was highway robbery. Not even so much as a thank you from these ungrateful fucks in the village.

"It won't be us. I won't allow it." Kabuto's coworker, Kensuke, his sempai gave him an odd look at his quiet statement. An elder man, with chestnut brown hair, tawny eyes, relatively light skin, freckling and age spots as any man after 45 may own. He might even have been quite the looker in his youth. Kabuto believed it was true as the man had been married 3 times and was father to 9 kids. 7 boys and two girls. Both of his daughters were nurses in training. Kisa and Sayuki, both of whom fawned over him and his "exotic looks". Both were average looking girls, Sayuki being the more attractive and Kensuke's youngest child. Kensuke was very humorous about his daughter's admiration of him and seemed to hold no real problems with the possibility of him dating one of them. Kensuke's 5th eldest son was a different story which Kabuto wished not to tell. Let's just say that Kabuto beat the dog shit out of his son Daisuke for trying to attack him. His excuse was "the little snake eyed shit was trying to 'get' his sister" when the only thing taking place that late evening was Kabuto trying to 'get' his sister off his nuts! The Hokage quickly got involved and shut the whole thing down. Kensuke also had a talk with his son. Daisuke didn't like him very much. Kabuto smirked at the thought. He often wondered if Daisuke and himself were to fight again, would Sayuki and Kisa cheer him on instead of their brother? Probably. Fan girls were just built like that.

"What's on your mind Yakushi-Chan?" Kensuke's smooth baritone swept through the air like a hot knife through butter. Kabuto then decided that he hoped his voice grew to be that deep and masculine, and he figured that his sempai's voice probably pulled the ladies in as well.

"Nani? What would make you think that?"

Kensuke smirked and chuckled. "You're mumbling to yourself and the glossed over look in your eyes doesn't help."

"I am a bit unfocused."

"What has the prodigy so unhinged?"

"Excuse me? Unhinged is a strong word."

"Only because you got caught Kabuto- Kun. But I will humor you. For someone as young as you are, you're a very focused boy. Precise and calculated. It rolls off you."

"Hmmm."

Kensuke chuckles again "It'll be fine. Whatever is bothering you. You are a smart and talented ninja of the Leaf. If you put your mind to it, you can do anything. Remember, we ninja of Konohagakure no Sato pride ourselves in teamwork."

Kabuto rolled his eyes discreetly. Konoha and that damn fire. Don't they know fire and trees don't mix.

He was aligned to Mizu. Everyone knows water douses fire.

"Yes, I know. Thank you for your concern Takagawa- San."

Kabuto was given a friendly grunt. Kabuto went back to dissecting the cadaver. Some Konoha missing ninja who was unfortunately captured by Kakashi Hatake, and tortured to death by Anko Mitarashi and Ibiki Morino. Missing several teeth, Hatake- San kicked them out. It was morbid and ironic even. Because he constantly thought about going missing nin, and for him to be cutting one up now… it was like cutting apart a possible future. It was scary. What if he or even Nao ended up on this table? A mash of tortured flesh, to be cut and examined by indifferent people enthralled by naïve ideologies and filled with Kyuubi red hate. He would have to make sure this never happened. Never.

It didn't take long to properly get rid of that body. They harvested it for all the reusable parts some unlucky loyal Konoha ninja may end up needing. He walked home, at a slow and measured pace. Daring any civilian or ninja foolish enough with his eyes. They all glared or sneered, but he wasn't a push over, he was easily high Chunin now, and his medical knowledge made him even more deadly. He could kill most of these fucks 30 ways to Sunday, no problems. They knew it so they just let their faces show their disdain. As long as no one stepped out of line, they will leave this street with their life. He never let Nao go too far by himself because of this. Nao could handle most civilians and even some low level Genin, but these Chunin ninja were a danger. Plus, Kabuto freely admitted they were more dangerous together.

One Chunin, Mizuki is the pricks name started walking towards him, twisted grin. Kabuto fixed his glasses and easily activated his Chakra Scalpels. Whatever the cretin had in mind would not come to fruition.

"You're Yakushi Kabuto, ne?" Kabuto graced him with eye contact. That riled him up. Most civilian born ninjas such as Mizuki were made of softer shit. Cold diarrhea, easily riled up, with inferiority complexes the size of Hokage Mount. Kabuto, though not from a large famous clan, was indeed from a fairly old, bloodline clan. The result of generations of ninja talent and mutated blood. Excellence most civilian born ninja must work a million times harder to achieve. Kabuto was never arrogant. His clan was unknown to him, scattered and few. But he abused his Kekkai Genkai as much as possible to get where he needs to be as a ninja. It's not his fault he was born to the mother he has or had may be more precise. Kekkai were tools, and tools are meant to be used. He didn't train as hard as he possibly can, but with Nao and his planning he may have to up his game.

"Hey you little shit! Too good to talk to us civilian born ninja you fucking freak!"

Mizuki spit venom and knives and his malicious words were starting to rile up his buddies. It was only one other ninja, another Chunin with a prominent scar across his nose, relatively new it seems; who was trying to calm things down.

"Mizuki what the fuck!? Don't incite a riot!"

The pale haired loser snapped his head towards his childhood friend.

"You defending this demon lover!? What riot Iruka!? It's just us! And honestly, I feel like he needs to get knocked down a few fucking pegs! Prodigy my ass!"

The two ugly Chunin to the left and right of the rat Mizuki seemed to agree, Kazuma and Toji, more ordinary irrelevant Chunin cannon fodder.

"Yeah! Let's show this freak!"

"Fuck yeah Mizuki! Ground this turd into paste!"

Iruka stepped back feeling a little helpless and very disgusted. How can trained ninja turn into mindless and ignorant drones of hate at the sight of one person? Even though it's against the law to fight fellow Konoha ninja unless it's self-defense. Even though attacking this particular ninja will bring down a mighty fury from their Kage.

'Kabuto is a just a little boy! And even though his cousin carries the Kyuubi, he's still a child! Ninja or not this is fucking wrong!' But the words couldn't come out. Iruka felt like he had a stone in his throat, he felt frozen. Back his friends in their hate, defend the Kyuubi boy's cousin, or do nothing at all?! What could he do!?

Mizuki smirked nastily and readied himself for attack. How would he know this Genin had already planned 5 different exits and killed him and his buddies 100x already?

He moved quicker than any of the tense civilians could see, his friends reacted a little slower than him. 3 Chunin on one Genin Medical assistant (Genin couldn't hold the title or rank of Doctor unless Tokubetsu Jonin or Jonin) seemed unfair and cruel. Some of the civilians who were previously hoping for a fight soon found themselves guilty and a little frightened. Even if the Genin was related to the Kyuubi brat, he WAS NOT the Kyuubi brat. Others simply left the scene, knowing that the Sadaime will serve them on a silver platter to the Hebi Mistress and the villages resident Punisher. But the few who remained wanted to see blood. They wanted Kabuto to die, to get seriously injured or maimed. They wanted a sick version of revenge for something Kabuto or even Nao had no control over. Kabuto memorized their faces.

Mizuki came in with an axe kick. Kabuto, being smaller, faster and more flexible than Mizuki easily slid through his guard and extended an open palm to his abdomen. Mizuki could barely register the pain never mind scream. Kabuto had just liquefied his right kidney, appendix, and a part of his right lung while simultaneously shattering 3 lower ribs. Toji came from below trying to sweep his legs.

Kabuto grabbed Mizuki by his arm and used the grievously injured man as a bludgeoning tool and swung him into Toji, stepping over the leg meaning to put him ass first on the floor. Mizuki's shins and feet met Toji's neck and Kabuto heard that satisfying snap. Using the built-up momentum, he threw Mizuki towards a shocked Iruka, slid behind the broken neck Chunin, and popped his neck in a particular way before vaulting off his left foot and slamming his right into Kazuma's collar bone before he hit the ground from swinging the wide, but powerful haymaker to what would've been his cheek. The man screeched violently, but Kabuto would have none of that. He swirled behind the buffoon and slammed his hand into the back of his neck in a chopping motion, sending the reckless fool into La La Land.

This took almost a minute.

The civilians who stayed behind hoping for a brutal massacre stood slack jawed and frightened. How? Chunin were stronger than Genin right?!

Kabuto pushed his falling specs back up on his nose. His hair, which he kept up into a pony tail was now loose and swaying in the breeze. His shoulder length tresses smelled of honey and a work day. The Genin prodigy looked at his attire. His long white medic coat, his dark blue cargo pants, the black short sleeve shirt with his clan emblem emblazoned on the front (Yin-Yang symbol with 7 Sakura petals going around the perimeter) and finally his black ninja sandals. All spotless. Wonderful, he hated to clean blood out of his clothes, the metallic smell seemed to stick no matter what. He checked his pierced ears, three holes in each lobe, and three metal earrings for each ear still very present.

Kabuto hummed lightly to himself. Not really thinking about anything. He stuck a pinky in his ear, and looked towards Iruka. Who was holding his half dead friend in utter horror. Kabuto smirked maliciously, did the idiot believe he would be beat up? Bullied by his loser friends? Heh. Cute. He wasn't a prodigy for no reason. Besides, when a ninja goes off into psycho diatribe, leaving themselves open to attack or thorough evaluation like that they deserve whatever comes there way.

"If you don't take him to the hospital he's going to die Dolphin." Iruka shuttered. Kabuto wasn't sure if it was fear, shock, anger or a combination of all three. The Chunin stood from his hunched position, carefully holding his friend to his chest. Iruka didn't even look at Toji or Kazuma.

"Will you attack me Yakushi- San?"

"Wakaranai! Do you feel froggy Dolphin?"

The Chunin simply took off in the direction that the older Yakushi came from. Kabuto chuckled lightly. To the civilians, he probably looked and sounded like a demon. The ANBU in the shadows didn't bat an eye. The Yakushi wondered why they didn't intervene in the first place. Probably bored and wanted to see some action. Glorified fucking shadows.

Kabuto made his way home. Those assholes. Nao was probably a little worried and miffed at having a late dinner. The boy has been studying and training harder since he concluded he wants to attend Academy. The late dinner will push his training schedule and routine back some, he guesses that Nao will be pissy about it for days to come. Kabuto sighed deeply, turning down a back alley. A short cut he rarely takes since civilian thugs lie in wait, hoping to make someone their victim. The Hokage told him to stop taking this short cut.

'Nao will piss and moan forever! Kinda makes me wanna go back and poke the turds with a stick.' Kabuto was literally knocked out of his train of thought as his back and skull met the alley wall.

Training kicked into over drive as he activated his Chakra Scalpels and went to break himself out of the hold the bigger human, likely male, had on his neck. Futility, as a knee entered his diaphragm, faster than he can ever react at his level.

Spots. He was seeing white. Gosh it fucking hurts.

His blurred and frenzied thoughts quickly pulled a few facts together.

This isn't a mugging. If it was, whoever hit him would've been took his money after dazing him.

This person is obviously male, big rough hands. Superior height, and from how much pressure is on his jugular and trachea, much heavier than he.

This mystery butt head was also a ninja. Too fast, and too powerful to be an untrained civilian.

He wasn't dead yet, so this Jonin or higher ranked male ninja wanted something from him.

But what?

A blood sample maybe? Though his Kekkai wasn't flashy or world renowned like Sharingan or Byakugan, for a ninja it was very useful and powerful. Instantaneous healing as long as you have at least Genin amount of chakra and regeneration if you have high Chunin or more level chakra. Near invincibility and a high pain threshold, this means training your body or chakra coils aren't near as strenuous as it would be for the average ninja. Even clan born nin. Maybe this freak wanted the secret to the Yakushi bloodline. Kabuto grimaced, well who ever this is was better off sicking their daughter on him. She would've came back with a viable sample, a pretty mouth filled with cum….

"You do not fear death. It is admirable."

Kabuto shivered in disgust and fear. This man (proven by the deepness in his voice) had a voice that can only be described as a talking snake. His words were slow, measured, calculated and whispery even. A hiss of vowels and consonants. It was attractive in the 'my mom doesn't want me to date you because it's a 99.9% you kill small animals and enjoy it but fuck look at that 6 pack' kind of way.

Kabuto's breathing was reduced to pained huffs and wheezing. He still shook a little, not from pain his body soon eased that away. Nothing but a distant memory almost. Pain was fleeting for Yakushi's. He dared not speak.

"So confident only seconds ago. Smart boy, learning the pecking order so quickly. You'll live long surely. Knowing when you're the predator or prey is crucial to survival. So many young ninjas enter the ninja world thinking of saving Princesses and battling samurai, and they die painfully. But you… fufufufufu you're different."

Kabuto almost… almost shitted himself. This man, wasn't ordinary. Not with a serial killer laugh like that. He refused to make eye contact. He didn't want to know what this creep even looked like. He knew he would make it out alive, because he wasn't dead yet.

"I'm not into men sir. Please do not sodomize me in this dirty alley." Kabuto toned monotonously. What else could a stronger male ninja want from him? Honestly, he attacked him in a dark alley!

The man cackled. It was horrifying.

Kabuto hoped to never hear such a laugh again. In his young pre-teen mind, he was unfortunately stopped by Uncle Chester the Molester.

"Look at me boy."

Kabuto rapidly shook his head in disagreement. Who knows what would happen if he stopped looking at the puddle of piss on this back-alley floor.

"LOOK. AT. ME."

'Oh what the hell, why cause trouble?' Kabuto thought sarcastically.

Gold. Just like his. Intense, deep, rare and beautiful. Not too many people were born with eyes so gold that they can rival the sun. Eye color he inherited from his father. He knows because he remembers. His mother told him so.

"You look like your mother boy. Nothing of me. Only my eyes. And my scent."

Orochimaru no Hebi.

Pale, almost grayish skin.

Long, silky black hair.

Tall. 6'4ft.

Slender and muscled from years of training.

Fangs. Like a snake.

Even talks like one.

Infamous.

Notorious.

S fucking ranked nuke ninja.

Sannin.

Snake summoner.

Had his eyes.

Why?

"How do you know my mother… my mother never spoke of you… you can't possibly know her!?"

The Sannin seemed to hiss in amusement.

"I knew your mother very intimately boy. She, like many other Kunoichi was infatuated with me. NoNo was lucky enough that I felt she was worthy enough to lie with me. Let alone carry my seed."

Tear welled into his eyes. Impossible. His mother was an introvert. With no romantic relations. Most thought she was even a virgin! They called her a prude! Orochimaru was here for his blood.

Yes that's it.

Everyone knew the man went insane when Sadaime chose that blonde idiot to be Yondaime and all of his maniacal experimentations came to light. This psycho was here to harvest his genome and his organs for his twisted plans for whatever!

He- he was sure of it.

That twisted laughing again.

Kabuto looked up, wet eyes, crooked glasses. Disbelief.

The snake seemed to be able to see through him. Like glass and he was just nothing.

"It is true Yakushi Kabuto. You were made in lust. Your mother bent over my couch, begging for love I can never give. So I gave a little piece of me for her to love fufufufufu. NoNo soon realized that I am incapable and I assumed she was satisfied with what I have given her. She was talented in her own niche, if she wasn't I wouldn't have graced her with my presence, a rival to even the famed Senju Tsunade. And lo and behold, she went and got herself knocked off by this septic tank of a village! I offered her a place by my side, when I left. Her loyalty was screwed. I would've killed her then boy, but I took pity on you. Besides, you were right in the other room."

Kabuto was hyperventilating. Was this Genjutsu? An ANBU punishing him for beating up on those Kyuubi haters?

"Well that is general thought isn't it Kabuto?"

Sniffle. "N-nani?"

"The Sadaime sending your mother on a suicide mission in Iwa. That is what the higher ups whisper whenever they believe you to be out of ear shot, ne?" His voice took on an almost secretive lilt. Kabuto nodded numbly in affirmative.

"Fufufufufu. They lie. Everyone does. NoNo isn't dead Kabuto. I know what they did, and I know where she is. I've been monitoring you and her. I know you want to leave this village Kabuto. I heard you and the boy conspire against all that this village stands for."

Kabuto was now weeping pitifully. "I don't understand."

Orochimaru, his father only tsk'ed him.

"We are ninja Kabuto. Our very lives are built on secrets that have secrets. This is not for you to… understand. Right now, you WILL listen."

Kabuto only shook more.

"Good boy. I need a medic. A talented one. There is only so much I can do for myself and learning medical skills formally right now is not possible for me. I have other plans in motion, so I need a trained medic to help me in whatever medical endeavors I will most definitely take up. It will be you. Your mother was foolish and naïve. You are not. You and that boy can see clearly, disillusioned to the fraudulence around you. With you being so young, and with my help I will mold you into a superior medic ninja. Not only do I need a medic Kabuto. I need a spy. A spy with position. What better position than the villages doctor?"

"What about Nao?"

"He can help too Kabuto. I wouldn't mind having the Jinchuriki around. He is just in possession of a tool. A very powerful tool."

Kabuto wiped his nose and eyes on his precious Medical Assistant coat and mumbled "And if I refuse?"

Orochimaru stared long and hard, unnerving Kabuto thoroughly.

He stared so hard and so long Kabuto almost thought he snapped and was seeing things.

"Then I'll kill you Kabuto."

Kabuto knew immediately he wasn't going to refuse. Not only did he not want to die, but Orochimaru claimed to know where his mother is and he is willing to train him.

"What do I need to do?"

Orochimaru suddenly reached his hand out. Kabuto flinched so hard his glasses fell off his face, he hit his head on the wall and clacked his teeth. He felt rough hands move a strand of hair behind his ear.

Kabuto flustered. This was odd, why was this psychopath touching him in an almost loving way? He just threatened to end his existence!

"I'm so glad you did the smart thing Kabuto- Kun. It would have brought me discomfort to kill you. Watching life bleed from your eyes would have seemed almost like a premonition. Like considering my own eyes as I murder myself…"

Yes. 'He is insane.' And now he was stuck with him indefinitely. And he was his father, supposedly. Oh, and how the fuck will he break this Nao?