EDIT: OMG, my computer was acting retarded and attempted to fix the spelling on this (ie-changing kabuto into kabuki, and so on.) so i'm re uploading this chapter, so that it makes sense for once....I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T REALIZE SOONER

Hehehe...sorry about not updating long. I've had family, health, and educational issues happening for the past 3 months...yeah, but anyway, most of them have been taken care of, so i will keep on top of this story for now on. (I'm hoping to be done it within the next few months...) Anyway on with the chapter....

*If i owned Naruto do you think i would have made Kabuto disappear for 2 F**kin' years?*

Chapter 17

Meanwhile, back in Konan's apartment.

Leara sat beside Karinai on the bed, subconsciously stroking her daughter's hair. Karinai looked up. Her eyes still foggy from sleep.

"Mommy, how did it go?" she asked sleepily, siting up and resting her body on her arms. "Do we get to stay?"

Leara looked at her child, her lips in a slight smile. "Yes, we get to stay." she said gently. "Go back to bed, we'll talk in the morning." she said laying her daughter back down in the bed and kissing her head. Karinai fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. Leara lightly smiled and got up, moving to her own bed. She felt the floor tilt beside her and she fell to the floor.

"Shit!" she whispered. Her voice full of frustration. She tried to stand up once more, but her legs gave out, and tumbled to the floor once more. With a sigh, she started crawling across the room. Both hands and feet firmly on the ground. She made it to her bed and pulled herself up onto it. She closed her eyes. She felt her chakra levels weakening, and slowly slipping away from her.

It wasn't going to be long before she would pass out.

She closed her eyes only to be greeted with a room filled with blood and bodies. Her pale blue eyes shot open. She wasn't going to let this happen; she wasn't going to act like baby and cry because she relived the murder of her family.

"It was just an illusion." Leara thought, turning to look at her sleeping daughter. "He never killed her, it was just an illusion." The blonde once again closed her eyes, pushing out the sight of the horrid rotting corpses on the ground. To her luck, they disappeared.

Her whole body was almost relaxed when her memories started coming back. The paleness of his hands...the snake like appearance...the training....the horrible missions...the surgery.

"Leara, I take it the mission was a success?" her sensei asked her.

"Yes Orochimaru sensei." The young blonde of 15 responded, holding up the decapitated head of a man who was once the leader of a village.

Orochimaru smiled, "Good" he said walking over and taking the head. "This man always bothered me with his views about politics." He said looking into the heads glazed eyes. His eyes sifted to the young blond who was still standing in the doorway. Setting the head down on his desk, he turned to Leara "Leara, I've been meaning to discuss something with you." he said making his way to stand beside her. "Walk with me, will you?" he stated wrapping his slender arm around her shoulders.

With no emotion she nodded, walking in stride with him. Allowing her sensei to steer her. After a while he asked "Leara, how long has it been since you came into my 'care'?" he said, emphasizing the word care.

"2 years" Leara responded.

"Has it really been that long?" Orochimaru mused "2 whole years, since you arrived in my room. 2 years since I gave you the mark." he said looking at the back of her neck, where a spider web design of black covered her neck. "2 years since you last saw him."

Leara's eyes flicked to her side for a minute. True she hadn't seen him for a long while. True he was the one who literally sold her to this monster of a man. But what did she care? Did she even care? No? Yes?

"2 years..." Orochimaru continued, leading her into a room with a medical table. He ushered her to sit on the table while he continued. "You have grown so much since then; mentally and physically. And now i think your ready." he concluded turning away from her.

Leara's stomach gave a lurch. What did he mean by 'ready'? What was he concocting in his evil mind that needed her.

"Leara, what do you know about eye transplants?" he asked wearily, searching through a cupboard.

"Not much." Leara stated, shifting around, suddenly noticing how much of an operation room the room looked like. She did not like where this was going...

"It's quite remarkable really. The process of placing the corneal in another eye, so that the are able to see; able to use them to the fullest of their ability." Orochimaru stated turning around with a container containing two red eyes.

"Umm..." Leara said uncomfortably "...why do you have the sharingan eyes in a jar."

Orochimaru laughed. "Oh don't be scared, they wont harm you; the cells are dead." he said taking a step towards her. "However, if they were to be placed onto a living eye, they could again live and again unleash the sharing an."

"I don't like were this is going" the teen thought. She jumped when the door opened and closed behind her.

"Ah Kabuto, is everything ready?" Orochimaru greeted.

Leara turned to see the silver haired man carrying a tray filled with needles, scalpels, and other things. "I don't like this at all..."

"Yes Orochimaru. The sedative is all ready."

"Sedative?" Leara whispered, looking at Kabuki.

"Yes, sedative." Orochimaru said turning her chin to face him. "It's to help you be more relaxed during the procedure."

"Procedure?" Leara croaked.

Orochimaru smiled, his yellow eyes gazing directly into her blue ones. "It's been 2 years since you came. 2 years since the Uchiha massacre. I think it's time I put what 2 objects I collected that night to good use and combine them." he said stroking her cheek lightly. "I was planning on using the eyes for myself, but i have another plan on how to get my own. So I'm giving you these eyes, in order for you to become even stronger in serving me."

Leara pulled away. "N..No" was all she managed to say.

Orochimaru looked to Kabuto who gave a curt nod before grabbing her arms, pinning her to the table.

Orochimaru looked over her, a needle in his hand. No doubt filled with sedatives. "Just think of it as a promotion" He said as he pierced the needle into her arm.

At first the blonde struggled to get free, but within minutes she felt her body going numb. Soon her vision blurred, the last thing she seeing is the image of Orochimaru, her master, placing a scalpel just above her eye....

.....Leara's eyes shot open as she bolted up from her bed. Her sweat covered top clung to her body like an extra skin. A pain erupted in her eyes and she brought her hands up, clutching her face. Her clammy hands clutched her face, Leara's nails digging into her skin. "Just breathe..." was all she thought. "It was just a memory" the blonde whispered as she pulled her hands away. She shuttered as she saw that her hands were covered in a thin layer of blood.

"Fuck"

Getting up, she silently made her way to the hallway just outside her room. Konan's soft breathing was herd to her left.

"where was the washroom again?" she questioned, looking around. She saw a door that was shut, and made her way over. She turned the handle and walked in. Moving her hand along the wall she found the light switch and flicked it on. Her reflection stared back at her; crimson tears streaming her cheeks.

Leara shuttered again, closing the door, and turning on the tap; filling it up with Luke warm water.

Leara found a cloth, and pushed it into the water. Again pain emerged through her body. Clenching her teeth together, she brought the cloth up to her cheeks and washed away the blood. She had to repeat the process quite a few times until the blood was completely removed from her face. The blonde then rinsed the cloth, emptying the sink at the same time.

With the cloth still in hand Leara made her way back to her room. She passed a clock, hung on her bedroom wall, as she re-entered the room. 2:30am was what it read.

With a sigh, Leara made it back to her bed. Lying down, she placed the wet cloth over her eyes. Letting all her senses relax, she silently fell back asleep, letting the memories once again take over.

Blackness is what greeted her. Leara woke up completely surrounded by darkness. "Ha...what happened?" the teen thought.

"The surgery went very successful." Was the answer she received.

"Surgery?..." was all Leara thought. The memory then hit her. The scalpel, the sedative, the eyes...

She felt someone behind her; Her body tensing naturally.

"It's okay Leara, it's only me." orochimaru's's voice whispered in her ear. "You're blindfolded right now. I'm going to untie it, do you want me to?"

Leara nodded.

"Good girl." He said moving in front of her. "Now you may not be able to see very well when i take it off..." Orochimaru said, removing the blindfold. "...But it should pass." he concluded.

Leara attempted to look into her master's eyes. Something that was attempted but failed. Dizziness was an understatement to what the blonde was feeling- Drunk was more like it. Eventually, however, her eyes adjusted and she clearly saw the yellowness of Rochambeau's snake eyes.

"Aren't they beautiful" The pale man whispered, holding up a small pocket mirror.

Leara looked at her reflection, two red eyes greeted her instead of her pale one's. However, as soon as she had seen them, her eyes returned to their pale blue they had always been. Leara placed the mirror down, confusion placed on her brow.

Orochimaru smiled. "Don't worry, your sharing an has just hidden itself. When the time come to using it, it will reappear." He said moving towards the door. "Your mess are on the tray beside you. You may want to wait a few minutes before you stand up and leave to your room." He said walking out of the room; his long hair gliding after him. "Oh, and just so you know." he said stopping "your sharing an training starts tomorrow at 8 and you have a mission that needs to be completed soon. So, you might want to get a good nights sleep."

With that Leara was left alone.

At first she didn't know what to feel. Leara first felt tears, then she felt scared, but then she felt anger. An anger which she hadn't felt in a long time, picking up a scalpel beside her, she through it to her right; letting it smash into an empty vial.

Subconsciously, the sleeping Leara took the cloth from her eyes and whipped it across the room; hitting the wall with a thud.

Leara's memories started shifting around, fast forwarding through the next half of a year. The teen would train day after day. Go on mission after mission. Kill after kill. Rushing faster and faster, until it came to a complete stop.

The 15 ½ Leara rushed through the trees. Running from the shouts of her persuers.

"God dammit! How could I have gotten so sloppy?" she thought closing her eyes. Opening them, her sharing an was activated. "I need to find an open space where I can end this..." Looking around she found a field meters away. "That should do." She thought re-closing her eyes, deactivating her eyes.

The blonde landed swiftly on the ground, her long hair touching the ground as she crouched. Her 3 persuers stopped dead in front of her.

The tallest one, male, stepped forward. "Okay, little girl, just give us the necklace that you stole, and we'll leave you alone." he said smartly. "Or maybe you can keep the necklace, but give us, uh, something in return." he smirked looking her up and down.

The response that he got was a Kunai in his both head and his 'private' spot.

"Fuck you ass hole." Was all Leara said running and attacking the other 2 men in front of her.

Killing them had proven easy enough, however it was after she was finished gutting them that she noticed that another chakra level had entered the fight. Standing up cautiously, she held tight to a Kunming. Swinging around, her wrist was grabbed. Out of instinct, she responded with a kick to the stomach then the head. She only hit the stomach. Her leg was caught as it touched the head of her attacker. Not knowing what to do she used the first attack she could think of...Looking up her eyes weaved into the the black cobwebs that made up the sharing an.

However, her attack was never completed, for the same eyes stared back at her.

Immidiately, both of the sharing an users let go and stood in front of each other.

"You" they both said in unison....

Again her memories started moving all together. That wasn't the last time she saw him again. Her memories produced several other memories of them together- laughing, walking, talking, holding hands...Leara never told about their meetings with Orochimaru-sensei, why should see? She knew he hated him anyway. And as far as she could tell, he never told his friends about her...

...It was their secret, their affair, their love. A certain memory proved to show such physical love that only someone truly in love could show...It was also that memory that lead Leara into her sense's main quarters one evening not to long after...

"For the last time who is the father!" The snake man demanded.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Was all the 16 year old replied.

"You try my patience girl..." Orochimaru stated, pacing in front of her. "How long do you intend to keep it a secret for me? You've already been there for 2 weeks?"

...no response...

"Fine! Stay up there!" He shouted storming out of the cold, damp room.

Leara shuttered. He was right, she couldn't keep it up anymore. She had been hung up against the wall like a rag doll for so long know. The rope was digging into her ankles and wrists so much. The blonde drew in a deep breath. "I have to get out. Tonight." .....

Escaping had proven to be more exhausting then planned. Her body still ached from swinging back and forth to dull the ropes. None the less, she had escaped. She had gotten out unnoticed, and had even been able to grab a few of her belongings. Now, as she hurried along the deserted path towards the small village, which she had commonly gone too to get feminine supplies, she couldn't help put shed the tears of pain she had felt for the past few weeks.

When she got to the town, it was early morning. She hastily made it over to a small dinner which had just opened, and ordered a large milk. After it came, she pulled out a pen and paper which she a taken and wrote. After paying Leara made a quick dash to the washroom and proceeded to puke up the milk which she had just digested.

"I guess I'm gonna have to get used to that in the next few months."

The blonde left the dinner feeling worse then what she had during her puking. She made her way to the small post office. She dropped the letter inside and walked away. Hoping that her companion would soon read the words which she had wrote:

'I know I haven't written for the past few weeks. I just haven't been able to bring myself to write what I am about to say. I'm pregnant, you're the father and I want to keep it. I am no longer under the command of Orochimaru, having just escaped hours ago. I know that the letter will take 2 days to get to you, and i am anticipating that in my plan. I plan to leave 4 days from now by train. I hope that you will be able to join me. I want the child to have a normal life, the life you or I never had growing up. I, again, hope to see you at the station-platform 3.

Love,

Leara

Please don't be afraid of what will happen.

Please...Itachi...'

...And for the second time Leara shot up, a new layer of sweat soaking her top. This time, however, in stead of crying blood, it was salty tears that stained her cheeks.

The blonde turned her head to look at her daughter. 'He never loved me...if he had he would have come..." turning her head back, she again closed her eyes and attempted to fall back asleep. Thankfully she was greeted with the utter blackness of sleep with no more hauntings of her past...