I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

├Part Thirty┤

Well that fight didn't last very long. In a matter of seconds, Kabuto managed to somehow pin my arms to my side and hold me to the ground. I tried crashing my head into his but he saw that coming…

So I had lost that battle. And the one after that. And the one after that.

That's all I ever did anymore, train. Every damn day was the same damn training. At first I only felt anger and…sadness somewhat.

Then those went away, eventually.

"I must say, you are getting better!" Kabuto said as he dodged another of my attacks, "But you still can't defeat me!"

I said nothing as I continued to attack him. I don't even remember how long it's been since I came here, leaving Konoha.

My face showed nothing as my hand turned a deep purple and I threw a kunai at him.

"What's the point of all this?" I asked in a monotone voice as the kunai exploded as soon as my hands made contact.

"Training," the silver haired guy to the left of me answered, "What else?"

"And what is the point of training?" I asked, "What purpose?"

He shrugged slightly, pushing his glasses up his nose a bit, "You'd have to ask Orochimaru on that question. It's his decision whether you live or die," he said, "Why do you ask so many questions anyways?"

"Because," I said and threw shuriken stars at him. They landed in a circle around him, "I'm just curious," I said and put my hands together softly.

He saw this and jumped up as they exploded, each with a different force, just like I wanted him to. His eyes widened slightly as he saw the exploding tags attached to the branches above his head but he was in the air so couldn't avoid it.

"Nearly got me there," came a voice in my ear. I turned my head to see him smirking. He had obviously used a clone.

"Almost," I said, resisting the sudden urge to roll my eyes.

He then yawned, leaning against a tree, "Training over for today," he said, "Well for me at least."

I raised an eyebrow, "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

He smirked again and said, "Well I can't be the only one to train you, otherwise you probably wouldn't get very far. Now I get to go and research some certain things while you train some more!"

He looked a bit odd, doing his whole fake-happy thing. I just blinked at him while he shook his head slightly and headed off for the building that served as our home.

As soon as he was gone, I sat down on the tree branch I had been standing on before and crossed my arms. I really didn't see the point in training.

A part of me wished I had never gone with Sasuke and come here while another part of me said I'd have been lost anyways.

I sighed and leaned my head against the tree, not really understanding my own thoughts. It's all Sasuke's fault, I decided, he's to blame.

Him and all of his idiocy. He just HAD to come here…stupid bastard…

Suddenly I felt something coming at me and I lifted my head in time to see this large snake come at me. It was almost the size of me!

I jumped up, my hands immediately turning that dark purple as the markings came to my hands and started to glow together.

Quickly I flipped over it, sticking a kunai in its head and putting my hands together as soon as I landed on another tree branch.

"Very good," came a familiar voice that seemed to surround me, "I see you've been training hard then."

I took a defensive stance as I looked over the forest, not finding any hint of the person.

"It's not like I really wanted to," I muttered to myself, taking out a kunai.

A creepy chuckle emitted from the trees, "You realize the color gets darker and darker, I presume," and finally he came out, that person, "Once it turns it's darkest, you know what will happen, right? What will you do then?" Orochimaru asked as he was suddenly standing right in front of me.

I frowned slightly, not dropping my stance, and not answering.

"Hmm," he said with an amused look that seemed to be permanently stuck to his face, "It seems like you don't know what you'll do. I do hope you figure it out soon though."

That's when my expressionless face turned into a heated glare, "It seems like you've got plans though," I replied bitterly.

He tilted his head a little, "I might…or I might not. It all depends on you, little Miya," he said while smiling in his creepy way. Or maybe I just found him to be creepy altogether…

"And what do you mean by that?" I asked, the glare slipping from my face as quickly as it had come.

He shrugged slightly, "You'll figure it out soon enough," he said, "But now we train."

"Why?" I asked.

"To get stronger," he said simply, like I hadn't figured THAT out already.

With that said, he attacked.

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-Jen-