Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Shibo woke up facing some kind of garden. She was in an exterior hall, and Orochimaru stood next to her. Kabuto was across from them, in the shadows.

"Where the…" She stood up painfully. She squirmed at the feeling of bandages on her body. What was even worst, they were wrapping her chest and making it harder to breathe.

"Father…." Shibo clinged to his arm. Orochimaru helped her to stay up.

"Are the bandages too tight?" Kabuto chuckled.

"She grew breasts-" Orochimaru shot a death glare at Kabuto.

"NO ONE SAYS ANYTHING LIKE THAT ABOUT MY DAUGHTER IN FRONT OF ME." Kabuto looked down. Shibo took a kunai and cut the bandages off. She took in a deep breath of air, her breathing wheezy at best. Orochimaru petted Shibo's back as she coughed a bit.

"You almost died for good out there…be more careful." Shibo nodded.

"That's why, for the next month before our plan gets into action, I'll train you in three new jutsu-" Shibo looked up.

"Th-three? It takes a month for me to…" Shibo started coughing again. Orochimaru patted her back.

"Kimimaro will help you…" Shibo looked up, and grinned.

"O-okay, let's see what I can do!"

Shibo stood in the training grounds wearing her typical ninja outfit. She looked up to the cloudy sky when she heard someone walking in the snow. She looked away from the skies to Kimimaro. He looked only mildly sickly, but not as bad as earlier. Shibo smiled softly, blushing.

"Are you alright today" she asked. He nodded, and stepped onto the training grounds.

"I feel fine enough to train…" He yawned, having had been abruptly awaken last night by the person standing in front of him. Shibo giggled.

"You sound too tired…wanna go take a naaap~?" Kimimaro shook his head.

"I'm not a three year old, Shibo. And I'm going to be helping you train, okay?" Shibo nodded. She got into an offensive stance, he a defensive stance. Shibo closed her eyes, focusing.

Need to be mad…unleash it… Shibo opened her eyes, charging full-speed at Kimimaro. He watched her, but knew she wasn't being serious. When she got up to him, Kimimaro slipped his hand up her skirt. She tensed up, and Kimimaro kissed her deeply. Shibo closed her eyes, but opened them when she heard someone clear their throat loudly. She looked beyond Kimimaro's shoulder to see her father, looking like he's in one of his moods.

"Kimimaro, I request that you refrain from touching my daughter in such a manner…" Kimimaro turned, his hands up.

"I-I didn't mean to…! I-I was trying to get her mad so she would get more ser-"

Shibo turned him around, and slapped him across his face. He landed into the snow, and looked up to Shibo.

"What was that for?"

"Pervert." Shibo's face was bright pink. She walked back over to her spot, her face still a bright pink.

Shibo got into her stance again, and charged. This time, past Kimimaro, and at Orochimaru. She tried to kick him, but he dodged and kicked Kabuto square in the face. She slid in the snow, and sat up. Kabuto was knocked out cold. Her foot started hurting terribly shortly after. She grabbed her ankle, crying.

"DAAAAD!" Orochimaru ran over to Shibo. He felt her ankle.

"Compound fracture…Kimimaro!" Kimimaro ran over, still a bit dazed.

"Y-Yes, m'lord?"

"Hold her for me…" Orochimaru grabbed her foot. Kimimaro held Shibo, and she held him.

"On the count of three…one…two…THREE!" He pulled her foot back into place, and Shibo screamed again. Her foot instintivly kicked up, and she kicked Orochimaru in the face. He held his nose. Kimimaro looked at Orochimaru.

"M'lord, is your nose broken…?" Orochimaru nodded his head. He stood up, and walked away. Shibo whimpered.

"I hurt daa-daa…" Shibo teared up, and Kimimaro set Shibo in his lap. He lifted her chin up.

"Don't cry. No one will yell at you…" Shibo nodded, blushing a bit.

"We-we're really close…" She could see their breath in the frosty air every time they breathed. Completely in sync, their breath molded together and vanished. She closed her eyes, and Kimimaro locked their lips together. Shibo opened her eyes, looking into Kimimaro's. They both closed their eyes, and deepened the kiss. He started rubbing her back. Shibo blushed more, and let out a loud moan. She opened her eyes, and jumped out of Kimimaro's hold. He looked at her, and she looked him. She teared up and ran off, crying.

"What did you do to her now?" Orochimaru's nose was red, it being cold and swelling up. Kimimaro stood up.

"She was about to start crying because she hurt you, so I tried to stop her from getting upset-"

"Not that, why did she moan?"

"I rubbed her back…" Orochimaru laughed.

"That's it? Geez, she gets upset over nothing!" Kimimaro glared at Orochimaru.

"You have told her not to give into temptations, yet you make fun of her behind her back." Kimimaro turned to the house, "Take some parenting skills, m'lord…" Kimimaro walked back to the house.

Shibo was sitting in front of all the makeup her father had gotten her. She had put on some pale foundation crème, and painted around her eyes like her father's. She stared at herself.

"I look…so…" Shibo laughed, and put on some lipstick. She looked at herself again, and saw someone on her bed in the reflection. This person looked familiar, like one of her father's pictures.

"M-mom…?" The figure turned. It was her mother, Ai. But, it was only a ghost.

"My Shibo…" Shibo tunred towards her mother.

"Mother, h-how long have you been here?" Ai smiled softly, the same smile Shibo had.

"I've been with your father ever since he buried me. Shibo, he's just trying to protect you from the pain he felt." Shibo rubbed her face clean.

"But, why does he have to be such an asshole about it?" Ai sighed.

"It's the only way he knows." Shibo sighed as well.

"It's not fair…" Ai cleared her throat.

"I came here to tell you that boy you love WILL die soon." Shibo went pale.

"No, you're lying…Kimi-kun is stronger than that…" Ai looked down.

"If you two meet up in the hotbath tonight two hours after dinner, I can distract your father enough so you two can…" Shibo blushes deeply. Ai stood up.

"Now, I must leave…" Shibo jumped up.

"Mom, please stay-!" Ai was gone. Shibo kicked the air.

Kimimaro laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. Then, he saw someone sitting at the desk. He stood up, and recognized the figure.

"A-Ai-sama?" Ai sat in the chair. Ai smiled softly.

"You are Kimimaro, correct?" He nodded.

"Good." She looked him over.

"I've been with Orochimaru ever since he buried me, I've watched over you as well." Kimimaro looked down.

"Th-then, like Orochimaru-sama, you disapprove of-"

"No, I want you to take her." Kimimaro looked up, blushing deeply. Ai giggled.

"Tonight, two hours after dinner, go to the hotbath. Shibo will be waiting there, I'll distract Oro-kun so you two can…" Kimimaro nodded. Ai vanished.

"Love my daughter before you join me…" Was her finals words. Kimimaro nodded and looked down.