Omake:Loyal

As he lay on a roof, staring up a the night sky, Kimimaro wondered-for not the first and not the last time-why he was even here. The answer cam immediately, like it had always done.

Orochimaru-sama.

But now, Kimimaro had wondered if he'd made a mistake. No including Kabuto slowing the advance of his disease, Orochimaru hadn't bothered to at least try and find Tsunade's location. And earlier today...

His eyes wandered to the moon, full, round, and silver. It reminded him, only slightly, of his childhood. The moon was a bonfire compared to the twinkling stars around it. Just like him. Even when the Kaguya hadn't discovered that he could wield the Shikotsumyaku, his hair had been a blinding white and he was a quiet, but prodigious child. When they'd discovered that he had the Shikotsumyaku, he'd been immediately thrown into a secret room, boarded up that room, and only the only interaction that he'd had was eating food that they provided, aside from sleeping. His hair had been a bonfire in the dark room. Much like the moon.

Those experiments...

They were much like him. Stranded, alone, helpless.

Honestly, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to serve Orochimaru anymore. Sure, he had saved him, given Kimimaro meaning to his life, but still.

And the Seer.

The arguement today had finally broken the barrier, and now he was doubting Orochimaru-sama.

It's her fault.

Even he didn't believe himself. He sounded fake.

Orochimaru-sama. He saved him! So why was he teetering on the edge?

And kami, whywhywhywhywhy.

Fake. Was the only reason Orochimaru had accepted him was because of the Shikotsumyaku?

True. Orochimaru-sama cared for him. Orochimaru-sama loved him.

He didn't realise that he was using past tense.

Then Why?

whydidnthehealhim?

whywashedoubtinghim?

whydoeshehavetheshikotsumyaku?

whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy?

In. Out. In. Out.

.

WHY?

He sighed, a loud sound in the silent night.

A raven cawed in response.

An owl hooted.

And Kimimaro was wondering.

Why, Orochimaru-sama? Why?

Even when he didn't know what he was wondering about.

AN: Just a extra, most of this fanfic (except for the first chap) will be told in Midori's perspective. Sorry if the chapters are short, I'm more of a 'lot of chaps but little words' person. The cover image is made from an app called Avatar Creator - My Avatar: Anime Avatar Maker by Fei Ling Zhou.

~Torch