Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Note: There is mild, miiiiiild incest in this chapter, but not enough to make it an M.

Shibo was looking out to her village from her balcony. She was wearing her thick night gown and staring at the stars when Hebi called for her.

"M-Master, your father wants you." Hebi said through the door. Shibo turned, and went to the door.

"For what reason, Hebi?"

"H-he said you need to start training…" Shibo groaned. She knew what this training was for, and she didn't like it. Lately, she had been nearly unable to control her vampiric blood, and has killed a few villagers. That time of the night was when it was the worst.

"M-master…?"

"Yes, now let me get changed." Shibo walked to her closet, and took out a short yukata and shorts.

Once Shibo was changed and downstairs putting on her boots, Orochimaru walked in with an old-looking katana.

"You won't need boots." Orochimaru closed the door behind him, taking off his jacket.

"Wh-what? Th-then my socks'll get all wet-"

"You won't need socks either." He looked around,

"We'll just need some old blood…" He took out a beige-ish bottle from a wine cooler. Shibo took off her boots and socks.

"F-father, what happens if I get sick?"

"You won't get sick. I only let you wear boots so that way you don't step on something sharp outside our home." Orochimaru opened the door, and signaled for Shibo to go out first. Shibo walked out into the fresh snow, and shivered. Orochimaru trooped on past her and towards the side of the house. Shibo followed, her feet freezing with each step into the snow she made.

They finally came to Ai's memorial, and Orochimaru opened the small doors to the shrine-like building. He took out a roughed up and bloodied white kimono.

"Change into this." Shibo looked at it in disapproval. Orochimaru raised a brow,

"What is wrong, little one?"

"It looks…used…" Shibo felt the fabric, and it did feel used. Orochimaru sighed,

"This was your mother's old training uniform-"

"That you forced her to wear?" Shibo looked up at him in disapproval. Orochimaru shook his head. Shibo sighed, and held the kimono. She unraveled it, and put it against her body, comparing her height that that of her mother's. The ends of the sleeves were frilled, and anything where the fabric ended, it was blood-stained. Shibo sighed, and went inside. After a few minutes, she came back out with the kimono on. Her pale skin was a lighter tinge than the grayish-white fabric, which was torn in places and patched in others.

"Father, what is the purpose of this?" She walked down the stairs, weary of each step and the possibility to slip.

"Yes, and you know what it is-"

"Not for the training, buy why I have to wear this?" Shibo gestured to the kimono, and Orochimaru sighed.

"It's to help pull that side of you out. Now... attack me with your full might." Shibo looked at him in shock.

"B-but father, what if I hurt you…?"

"Doesn't matter. Now, come at me!"

Shibo gulped, and started focusing. As soon as she opened her eyes, Orochimaru was in her face. She dodged one, two, three punches, but got side-sweeped. She fell to her knees, and dodged another kick.

"Fight, don't dodge!" Orochimaru didn't let up on the assault. He continued rapid, constant attacks, knowing this would anger the blood within Shibo.

Shibo continued dodging, getting some damage from the attacks.

Let me take over, child. A voice called to Shibo.

Why should I? I barely know you… The attacks were starting to tire Shibo, and she was receiving more damage.

I will save you from this. Now, if you let me…Shibo was punched against a tree as she coughed up blood. Her head went limp. Orochimaru looked at her, only to be grabbed suddenly. Shibo's hair fizzed out to twice its normal volume, her eyes glowed a blood red, and her fangs were elongated. Orochimaru looked at her in sheer terror for a second, then smirked.

"You finally show your face, vampire." Shibo smirked evilly.

"Hold your tongue, boy. I've lived for 500 years; I deserve as much respect as a god." The voice wasn't Shibo's. It was too demonic, too…seductive. Shibo licked her lips.

"Do you wish to be my first real meal, boy?" Orochimaru shook his head.

"No, I was only trying to get my daughter to suppress your cravings." The demon laughed, and hummed a note. Orochimaru glared at Shibo.

"What are you thinking?" Shibo smiled evilly, fully exposing her fangs. Orochimaru gasped, but Shibo grabbed his neck. She started singing something, and Orochimaru tried to cover his ears. But, she only sang louder. And louder, and even louder still. Orochimaru started feeling dizzy. The same as Ai's…

Ai was sitting on a tree stump, listening to some opera music. Her face made her look like she was in a trance, and Orochimaru was starting to get worried. He waved a hand in front of her face. She snapped back to reality, and looked up at him.

"What's wrong, love?" She smiled softly, and took off the headset. Orochimaru sighed,

"You were zoning off into deep space. I was worried I wouldn't get you back." Ai giggled, and hugged him tightly.

"I may seem like that, but I'm not! I can find my way home!" Orochimaru chuckled, and hugged her back.

"I know. But still-" Ai closed his lips shut, her way of silencing him.

"I think I know a way to fight alongside you, too!" Ai giggled, blushing a bit. She set Orochimaru on the stump, and handed him her CD-player. She took a few steps back, and took in a breath. She started out at a soft singing voice. Then she started going louder, and louder still. Orochimaru fell backwards at a certain pitch, completely passed out. Ai gasped, and ran over to him.

"O-Oro-kun, are you alright?" No response. Ai held him close to her, singing a lullibye. He slowly came to, and looked at her.

"Ai, you have a lovely voice, wh-what did you do…? What did I do…?" Ai sighed.

"I have found a way to incorporate my chakra into my vocal cords, thus emitting a voice that can destroy the ear canal. But, I guess it just knocked you out." Ai looked down, sad. Orochimaru hugged her, and petted her head.

"I think it's perfect for you."

Orochimaru looked up at Shibo. The demonic singing stopped, and she kneeled down next to him. He looked into her glowing eyes, and she looked back into his.

"Shi…" Orochimaru's voice was extremely hoarse. Shibo smiled softly, and licked his lips.

"Don't talk, boy. It's no use…" Shibo lifted him up, and bit deeply into his neck. Orochimaru grabbed her hair, trying to pull her off. Shibo snarled lowly, but this tone was mixed. She's fighting it… Orochimaru thought. He continued struggling, his energy being drained out of him. He eventually couldn't handle the struggle, and his arms went limp. Shibo released her bite, panting heavily. Her eyes had returned back to normal, and she was panting heavily. She started crying, and held her father close.

"Da…daaa…" Shibo's throat was sore. Her mouth had that bitterness she never wanted again. She continued crying, and Orochimaru gently pet her head.

"It…will be…'right…" At that, he passed out. Shibo screamed out loudly, awaking everyone in the village.

Kimimaro was the first to run out. He looked at the pair, in sheer horror. Shibo continued screaming into the sky, and finally blacked out. Hebi ran up to them, and collapsed.

"M-Master…" Kimimaro quickly picked Shibo up.

"H-Hebi, get Orochimaru-sama and let's go to the hospital!" Kimimaro ran off with Shibo in his arms. Hebi nodded and grabbed Orochimaru. He groaned as she did, which made Hebi tear up. She hurried to the hospital as quickly as she could.

Shibo was binded to the hospital bed, asleep. Orochimaru was asleep as well across from her, three IV's in each arm. Kimimaro watched the two of them, Shibo looking like she was in more pain. Hebi walked into the room with two glasses of water.

"A-are you thirsty, Kimimaro-sama?" Hebi offered him one of the glasses. He nodded, and walked over to Hebi to get the glass. Shibo groaned loudly through the seal over her face, and tried to open her eyes. Hebi looked at her, then set the tray down on the table next to Shibo. She peeled the seal off of Shibo's face, and Shibo opened her eyes. The unders of her eyes were stained with blood, and her mouth was still stained with her father's mouth. She looked around, then saw her father. She teared up, but she couldn't hide herself because of the restraints on her body. Hebi gasped, and ran out to the nurse's station to get the doctor. Kimimaro calmed Shibo down, and started letting Shibo drink from his glass. She drank every drop, but yet her mouth still felt dry. She made saliva in her mouth, and tried to wipe her lips of something dry on them. She groaned loudly as her wrist almost snapped in half trying to get the restrains loose. Kimimaro started wiping her mouth with his sleeve.

"Now, now…calm down…you're safe now, just let me clean your face up." He wiped the unders of her eyes, and she licked his hand. He smiled, and held her restrained hand.

"The doctor should be here soon. Don't worry, you'll be freed soon."

"I-It's my…fault." Shibo coughed up a bit of watery blood,

"I…did it-"Orochimaru woke up, and set his hospital bed so he could sit easily.

"It's not your fault…Shibo-chan…" Shibo looked at him, and teared up.

"But…"

"I shouldn't have…tried to tame it. Only y-you can tame the blood, n-not me…" Kimimaro looked at the two, confused.

"Wh-what do you mean, m'lord? Wh-when I found you two last night, she was-"

"I was trying to train her to control her vampiric side. A-and you see the result…"

Hebi ran in with the doctor, who had three other nurses.

"M-master, they're going to free you." Shibo nodded, and the nurses freed Shibo's restraints while the doctor checked her stats.

"Well, she's doing great. We can release her today." Shibo hugged Kimimaro, and Kimimaro hesitated for a second before hugging her. Orochimaru watched the two as the doctor checked on his stats.

"I'm afraid you'll have to stay another day, m-lord. Your blood pressure is still too low." Orochimaru sighed.

"If those two get any touchier, it'll skyrocket…" The doctor chuckled.

"I have two teenage daughters and a son. I know what you mean by that." Shibo looked at him, blushing a bit.

"I'm not like that, daa-daa…"