Reika and Kimimaro had not spoke a word in three months. As soon as she got in the base that day, she was released from his arms and walked as carefully as she could to her room. Cold and stinging tears fell down her pale cheeks and that left everyone in the base thinking of what was going on.

Three Months Later

Kimimaro had stopped being Reika's body-guard as soon as they got back to the base. She had Jirobo replace Kimimaro and that was that. Over the next three months she had gotten a bigger stomach and had gotten awfully sick. She sat criss-cross in her single bed and watched the brawny and fat man with orange hair eat a dango-stick.

"J-Jirobo." she whispered. Jirobo looked at the pregnant maiden and gave her an astonished look. "Mwwisshh! Ouu Shhpookkee!" His mouth was full with chewed up dango pieces and she nodded. "I won't be needing your services for today." she whispered. Jironbo got up and left the pregnant kunoichi to herself. (Miss You Spoke)

Reika sighed to herself and the door opened slightly. The pale and scrawny figure sauntered in. She looked him in the eyes for one second and then turned away. She clutched her stomach in a protective way. "O-Orochimaru..." she trailed off in a whisper. He said nothing but approached his daughter and sat on the available spot on her bed. He touched her cheek and a cold tear fell down into the palm of his hand. He lifted her chin up and pecked a soft kiss on her lips. Reika grimaced at his touch and he lifted up her shirt. Under her baggy tank-top revealed her buldging and pale stomach. His finger-tips brushed sligly at it and she immediately felt kicks to her lower stomach.

"Hmmm, Reika how are you feeling?" Orochimaru questioned in a hiss.

"Fine... now can I please have some peace?" she pleaded in a whisper.

Orochimaru clicked his tongue and left out of her room.

*Reika's POV*

After a nap, I got up feeling refreshed and left out of my room. Walking down the darm and dim-lit halls of my fathers base made me feel uncomfortable. *Sigh* I walked slowly pass every door and walked as fast I could pass his door. I then reached the door I was hoping for and opened it. I waddled in and gasped at what I saw. K-Kimimaro was strapped to a metal table and had all sorts of tubes plugged into his body, there was experimenting gadjets all over the room and there was an oxygen tank giving him support for breathing. Tears overflowed my eyes and they came out fastly. I made a vow to not care for him anymore but I couldn't help it. I started to feel heavy kicks from my baby and I held on to my lower stomach and walked forward ignoring the pain I felt from it. Kimimaro was asleep. He looked so sick and I heard Kabuto's voice conversating with my father.

"He's contracted some sort of illness, my lord."

"Hmmm, so is there any way to cure it?" Orochimaru hissed; there was disdain written all over his muscular and pale face. Kabuto shook his head 'no'.

He clicked his tongue and the doors opened only to reveal Reika curled up on the flor. She was crying like there was no tomorrow and Orochimaru walked over to her. He stroked her cheek and sat on the floor with her. He lifted his heavy and pregnant daughter on his lap and let her cry into his arms.

This is sort of a filler and not that important but I just had to update for all readers. And for The Past Should Stay Dead, it will be updated and finished sometime, so I can continue this story. Next chapter will be about Kimimaro and Reika as they rekindle and for The Past Should stay Dead, it's all done and written up, it just needs to be typed and submited.

Thank You,

Kumi-Chan/Tobi-Is-Fluffy-Chan