#[ starter ] – kimimaro.

[hokkoshi]

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Naruto #078 Title: My Father's Temper Pairing/Characters: Sakura/Shikamaru, Madara/Tobirama Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence Stillborn child, swapping babies without consent, death of an OC child, teenagers kissing Summary: Just before Sakura turned twelve, something happened that changed her life. However, she didn’t know just how much yet. And she certainly didn’t know that in time she would help change the future for the whole world. Because, finding that she had the Sharingan was not nearly as bad as figuring out just who her father was.

#079 Title: A season for change - Iruka's experience Pairing/Characters: Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka, Hatake Kakashi & Umino Iruka, Namikaze Minato & Uzumaki Kushina & Uzumaki Naruto, Umino Iruka & Uzumaki Naruto, Rookie Nine & Umino Iruka. Also has other characters in minor roles Rating: General | G Warnings/Tags: No Warnings apply No warnings but this is a royalty AU so someone doesn't have to be a Naruto fan to draw this... Summary: To his surprise, Iruka becomes the tutor for the Uzumaki royal family and a number of other students. Life is great! He has a great job, eager students, a lovely place to live, and all the palace staff are so friendly and welcoming! And it doesn’t hurt that a certain royal guard has caught his eye. But when it turns out Kakashi isn’t who he says he was, what’s Iruka to do about that?

#080 Title: Of Monsters and Family Pairing/Characters: slow burn Hoshigaki Kisame/Momochi Zabuza, Background Terumii Mei/Hoozuki Mangetsu, focus on Found Family Kisame & Juugo & Karin & Kimimaro Rating: Mature | M Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence Alternate Universe: Canon Divergence! All the Naruto staples: child soldiers, trained killers, blood and violence etc. Kiri/Mist focused so also: That Graduation (murder) Exam, politics, mind control, wanton cruelty, and broken, fucked up (young) adults trying to "mentor" fucked up, traumatized kids. Orochimaru is his especially creepy early canon self. Summary: AO3 starter Summary: What makes someone a monster? Is it appearance, urges, or reputation that earn the labeling of others? Or is it the actions and choices one makes?

And can a monster ever become something else? Can new choices ever wash away the stain of blood?

Meeting a young boy with a monstrous visage in the middle of a destroyed village sets Kisame on the path to looking for the answers to those questions. And more.

Maybe the outcast men and woman that Bloody Mist tried to shape into monsters and demons can band together and raise a new, better Kiri out of out of the bloody ocean of its past.

Nitty-gritty spoilerific summary: Kisame falls ass backwards into a found family with first Juugo, then Karin and Kimimaro, and finally a relationship with Zabuza. He ends up joining the revolution Mei is heading, but things don't go to plan and he gets dragged into politics while officially a missing-nin (but preparing for a second go at taking over Kiri). The politics feature Orochimaru and Konoha. Also Juugo is a sweetheart, Karin is a tiny menace, and Kimimaro is handling his trauma slightly better than in canon. (and Haku is in the background being an unrepentant meddling matchmaker)

#081 Title: Out of the Mist, Into the Forest Pairing/Characters: Hoshigaki Kisame/Morino Ibiki Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence, Non-con/Rape Alternate Universe: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics (non-traditional), explicit sex, attempted rape, attempted brainwashing/conditioning, mating/in heat, mpreg (technically?), everybody has both sets of genitals/reproductive organs in this fic, enemies to lovers, no rape/non-con between listed pairing, full consent, kink negotiation Summary: AO3 summary: In the middle of a mission in Fire Country, Kisame not only discovers he's an omega, but that he's going into heat. Worse, the enemy alpha smells so good. This leads to some very unpleasant discoveries about Kiri, his master, and his own upbringing. It's a very bad week.

After receiving a very disturbing note from the Kiri mole feeding Konoha information, Ibiki leads a capture mission only to end up faced with the Monster of Kiri as an omega in first heat. Worse, the enemy omega smells irresistible triggering his rut, and things only get more complicated from there. It's a very bad week.

Finally getting to indulge in their now desperate heat-rut-fuelled desire at the end of the bad week makes everything worth it, right?

(Eventual happy ending)

Quick and dirty (pun intended) spoilery Summary: Kisame is an omega, goes into heat on a mission where he's opposed by Ibiki's squad. Ibiki is an alpha and the attraction between them is instant and intense. But they're enemies so they fight anyway and all but them and one member of their squads (Miru) is killed in the fight. Ibiki is captured and there is sexual tension on the trip back to Kiri. Kisame is having doubts because he just found out Suikazan is a traitor.

Suikazan is also a VERY BAD MAN who's been planning on forcing Kisame to become what amounts to breeding stock. Kisame resists, and kills him, and then things go from bad to worse because somebody else is controlling the Mizukage. Short version: Kisame and Miru decide to defect to Konoha and flee Kiri with Ibiki. Much sex is had on the way.

But at Konoha, Danzou is a scheming bastard and needs to be dealt with. But spoiler: he is indeed dealt with. Epilogue is years later with Kisame happily integrated into Konoha and a Most People Live ending.

#082 Title: An Echo of Things to Come Pairing/Characters: Sakura/Itachi Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence, Chooses not to use Warnings, Temporary Character Death, sort of underage except they are 28 and 33, Summary: Sasuke dies, and that is unacceptable to Itachi. He falls back on a plan that he never thought he would need to try, but in his grief he fails to notice that someone is following him. In her grief, Sakura does not stop to think, she just acts. And that has far-reaching consequences. Far into the past.

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[kiigan]

very inspired starters @osteus requested: [ BEHIND ]: upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

ㅤFor how long had he been standing there by the window, a breathing statue, bathing in the sight that was the large full moon outside ruling the night sky? Easily taken as the sort of infatuation that visits poets and artists alike, and yet... in Itachi's case, it was no more than the revival of most-agonizing memories. This very same full moon, in all its beauty, the sign that heralded a massacre all those years back. How to look upon it now, and see anything at all beyond the slashed throats of parents and own hands forever stained with blood and guilt, as whatever remnants of innocence he might have had died screaming?

ㅤLong enough that the bottle of sake in his hand was near empty, tentatively successful in its task of drowning intrusive thoughts and mellowing rage. Long enough that he could feel its effect fully spreading, leaving his body lazy and his mind swimming. And, clearly, long enough that it dulled his senses to the point of only registering another presence in the room as gentle arms coiled around him. There was an initial second of tension and alert flaring up, mostly out of startle, but that quickly eased into welcome acceptance.

ㅤOnly one person would dare to act so bold; catch a demon in their hold unprompted. It was an unspoken game the two of them had been entertaining as of late, to cheekily push boundaries and see where it might lead. Thus far, Itachi had absolutely no complaints. And it well showed in the way he nuzzled back into the embrace, a perfect excuse to steady his slightly wobbly stance while, at the same time, indulge in the extra warmth that Kimimaro's body was now providing. «How'd you get here?» Words coming out with a soft slur to them, as he tilted his head toward the non-blind side to glance back with the hint of a smile; the cascade of his jet black hair loose and hanging leisurely over the opposite shoulder. «Thought you were sleeping.»

[kimimarothechosenvessel]

From „Nonverbal RP Starters“

😊

Out of breath, with his chest aching, Kimimaro plopped down on a bench and coughed. He sat there for a few moments, trying to rest, when he heard footsteps approaching. He groaned inwardly at the prospect of fighting right now. But when he opened his eyes, a harmless-looking girl was sitting next to him. He didn’t think he knew her. He wiped the blood from his lips.

“Er…hello?”

[erimeows]

Ten Years

Since his promotion to Kazekage at fifteen years old, Gaara has received a letter with a gift on the anniversary of his promotion each following year. Just like every letter of adoration he’s received since becoming Kazekage, he keeps them, but these letters are… Special. In them are very ardent confessions of love from someone who clearly knows him, but since they’re not ever addressed with a name or a location, he can’t figure out who it is.

It’s weird, too. Most of the time, he only receives these sorts of things from his admirers on special holidays like his birthday. But this one person has been writing to him for ten years, sending him things he loves like new cacti starters and special herbal teas. Each letter is increasingly intimate, too, wishing him good fortune and telling him how well he’s done for himself. Part of him likes these letters. The other part of him is just confused by them- at least until today. 

It’s about to be the eleventh anniversary of his promotion to Kazekage. Gaara, who’s about to go to Konohagakure for a meeting, goes to check up on the man that Kakashi- Konoha’s most recent Hokage- sent as his escort. In the back of his mind, he’s looking forward to whatever the eleventh letter and gift will be.

Rock Lee is staying in a guest bedroom in the Kazekage compound, just a few doors down from Gaara’s personal suite. Gaara is honestly more excited to see his old friend than he should be, but then again, he figures his feelings for Lee go far beyond ‘old friend’. Since their battle with Kimimaro, his feelings have only grown and evolved into something much more romantic. Why he hasn’t acted on it- well, being Kazekage is complicated and he doesn’t want to drag Lee into it, even if he does return the sentiment, which Gaara knows he has no reason to.

But then, he checks the knob to Lee’s room and opens the door when he notices it’s unlocked. He sees the ravenette sitting at a desk writing something on paper, to which he blinks. Lee’s hobbies include training, exercising, fighting, gardening (something he picked up because of Gaara), and woodwork- all very physical things that involve you standing, moving, and being outside to some degree. 

Seeing Lee sitting at the desk of his guest room is odd. Aside from the little notepad that Lee carries around and refers to as his ‘ultra secret ninja tips’, Gaara isn’t sure he’s actually seen Lee write anything. Not mission reports, not songs or poems or stories, not letters, nothing. 

Lee hasn’t noticed him, so with his interest piqued, Gaara quietly sneaks behind him and looks over his shoulder. He expects to see he draft of a mission report or maybe the ‘ultra secret ninja tips’ notepad. Instead, he’s faced with a familiar stationary that makes his face burn the same shade of red as his hair.

Gaara can’t see the words Lee is writing, he’s just not close enough, and he doesn’t have his reading glasses. He does, however, recognize the silly white stationary with multi-colored leaves around the border as well as the dark green pen ink and the green envelope that sits to Lee’s left. To Lee’s right is a gift wrapped with the exact wrapping paper that Lee has apparently been using for the past ten- now eleven- years. 

Gaara wants to scream. He has a million things he thinks to say- proclamations of love, yells of frustration, demands of when and why and how. All that comes out is a choked-

“So it was you the entire time.”

Lee turns around, seemingly startled by Gaara’s presence, but he doesn’t look upset. His face doesn’t drop. He doesn’t appear distressed in the way that Gaara feels like he should be considering the circumstances.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Lee asks casually.

“The letters, and the gifts,” Gaara reiterates, clearing his throat and averting his gaze. His seafoam eyes are trained on the boring hardwood floors as if they’re the most interesting thing he’s seen in his entire life. “They’ve been from you?”

“Are you telling me you didn’t know?” And that’s when Gaara realizes that he may have sorta maybe probably messed up really badly here- or, for the past decade. With the letters having very specific details about his life and promotion, the author would’ve had to have been someone who knew him, and with the gifts always fitting his tastes, the author also would’ve had to be a good friend who Gaara would divulge his interests to. Plus, rather than the usual ‘you’re hot and I love you’ letters that Gaara has grown accustomed to from his admirers, all of the ones he’s received from Lee have been very wholesome and heartfelt. Finally, with the green wrapping paper, green pen, green envelope and leaf-themed stationary… He should’ve guessed that it was Lee years ago. Apparently, even Lee thinks he should’ve known. “My handwriting is very distinct! I assumed you’d recognize it.”

“Honestly, I should’ve guessed…” Gaara sighs, a little disappointed in his own lack of deductive reasoning skills. Lee just sits in the chair, unbothered and beaming up at him. “But are you seriously telling me you confessed your love to me through letter a decade ago and you thought I just ignored it? Why would you keep talking to me after that?”

“I dunno, I just thought you weren’t ready yet or something and that you’d come to me when you were!” Lee shrugs. 

Gaara isn’t sure he gets the line of thought. If Lee assumed Gaara wasn’t interested at the time, why would he continue to send letters and gifts for years after the first one was supposedly ignored?

“So you… Kept sending them even after you thought I brushed off your love confession and just… Didn’t bother addressing it with you.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Nothing- well, aside from the fact that we could’ve been dating ten years ago,” Gaara huffs. Sure, his position is complicated, and he knows the council will throw a hissy fit about him dating a man and not producing a biological heir at some point, but he would’ve been willing to deal with that back then and is still willing to do so now if it would mean being with Lee. He always thought that Lee wasn’t interested, though, which is why he didn’t bother in fear of ruining their friendship. “It’s just… A tad overwhelming, but in hindsight, it was obvious. You are quite persistent like that.”

“Wait, you love me back!?” Lee practically cheers and stands from his chair at the desk, his pen still in hand.

With the force of how fast Lee rises up to his feet, the chair clatters to the floor and makes an obnoxiously loud noise that Lee doesn’t even bat an eye at.

“How could you not know that by now?” Gaara groans and buries his face in his hands. “Lee, for the love of God, I’m the Kazekage and I do not need an escort but every time I have to travel out of town, I request you specifically. Why do you think that is?”

“Well, I thought it was because you wanted to catch up with your old pal Rock Lee, but I guess it was a little more complicated than that!” Lee laughs, blushes, and scratches the back of his neck. “Huh, what a relief!”

“At the very least, I’m glad you return my feelings…”

A pause, and then, Gaara is leaning forward to press a chaste kiss against Lee’s lips. It’s warm and sweet, even with Gaara being anxious that he didn’t do it quite right. Lee briefly kisses him back, then pulls away to ask-

“What now?”

“If you don’t mind, could I read the letter you were planning on sending this year?” Gaara requests and points to the stationary Lee was writing on before he interrupted. “That’s it on the desk, isn’t it?”

“Oh, uh, sure! Here!”

Lee hands the letter to Gaara. And so, the two men sit on the floor of Gaara’s guest room, reading the new letter Lee has written and laughing about the ten years they wasted.

[thatsneakymedic]

(Edo Tensei) “Why do you have horns now?”

Some Non-Human Sentence Starters

@kimimarothechosenvessel

"Out of all of the questions you have after I resurrect you from the dead and that is your question?" He said in amusement as he reaches up to lightly press at his horns by the tip to see if they're sturdy.

"It's part of the training and the alterations I did on myself so that I can surpass the Sage training from the White Snake Sage from the Ryuchi Cave." He then smiles at them. Despite the black sclera, Kimimaro looked just like how he was before the illness took over him.

"Yes, those same stories that Lord Orochimaru and Juugo told you."

[kyugens]

@damnedreams  –  starter call.

The moon was high, Kimimaro remarked to himself, his irises scamming through the foliage – the light brownish tone painting the trees indicated that autumn was coming in its full glory. He filled his lungs with the chilly air and set eyes on the dark figure towering over the lake's edge, his bare feet clutching at the cold grass underneath for some sense of– grounding. The undisturbed water mirrored the stillness of the moment – and as uneducated as Kimimaro was, he saw the irony in that. He felt quiet reverberating through him, but the last thing he felt was at ease. The rumors about a new Otokage ruling the Land of Sound had been as shocking to him as learning that, perhaps, he couldn't outrun his past so much as it would always claw it's way back to him. He sighed silently, approaching the infamous Uchiha survivor but keeping a distance between them nevertheless – a mere precaution, one would say. “ — I see you are still... you. What changed? ”

[hatredcurse]

@bestninjaclub // Anko closed starter

It was like all the other times. That antiseptic smell mixed with the brisk cold that burned Kimimaro's nose. Only this time, the smell was sweet; lacking the bitter tones of embalming fuild. Something about this didn't feel right... This pain ridden body bolted awake. Eyes focused on white-tiled ceiling while the feeling never returned to the rest of his body. No, he did have feeling. His wrist, ankles, and every flexible appendage was bound down to this soft medical cot. First was anger, then came panic. Orochimaru never bound him down, why would he do this— He wouldn't. This wasn't Orochimaru, nor was it the workings of Kabuto. This was somewhere entirely different. A place so foreign that they took the extra precaution to keep him delicately wrap together; a prize after his humiliating defeat. He remembered now. That red-haired boy and the other that fought against him. The finale was hazy and it faded until now, so it's only natural to assume that he failed his mission and ended up in enemy hands. "Where..." He spoke aloud without intention. The analgesics weighed on his body and made it difficult for his mind to decipher the situation. What he did recognize where the tall windows next to his bed and the table full with unused forceps and tidy gauze. Likely restocked for the next nurse to come back and nurse his worn wraps. Aside from that, it was hopeless. No one was here for him to confirm his suspicions of who was unfortunate enough to end up with his expensive and complicated care. It was all he could do is lay back and wait for whatever terrible thing his captors had in store.

[musaics]

               “Would— Would you like some miso?” Hinata asks, reaching into her pack for the thermos of soup that she always carried with her.  Was it strange to carry soup with you everywhere? Maybe, but—

                “I made it this morning, s-so it’s fresh.  I added extra tofu, too.”

[shinobisms-blog]

STARTER CALL for kimimaro !!

[phantommalice]

Masakaki? Yeah, he's...acting different(Ch.1 preview)

(cnfueowverjlk IT'S FINALLY DONE GUYS, THE WAIT IS OVER, CHAPTER 1 OF THIS FANFIC IS PUBLISHED! Hopefully it's not as bad as I think it is lmao)

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Currently, Kimimaro was in the financial district, he had a deal in probably a few minutes and wanted to go there earlier than needed, not really for any particular reason, he just didn't have anything else to do and was a little bored.

Kimimaro was standing on the rooftop of the many tall, white buildings in the district, hands in his pockets. He was simply taking in the view, even seeing a few explosions and smoke coming from deals already taking place from afar.

Mysu was still in Kimimaro's Midas card, she was stretching as a sort of warm-up for the deal, plus she felt a little stiff for whatever reason.

Kimimaro was collecting his thoughts, he and Msyu didn't exchange any words with each other, they just quietly waited until a certain representative came to tell them that it was time for their deal- Oh! Almost like one cue, Kimimaro's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of coins clinking together and a voice behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Yoga, I'm here to inform you that it's about time for your deal." Of course, the voice belonged to none other than Masakaki, Japan's financial district's representative.

"Already? All right, go ahead and bring me there then." Kimimaro sighed, but when he turned around to look at Masakaki, he instantly noticed that something about him seemed...off, and not just physically. Kimimaro felt a tense feeling coming from the representative in front of him, Masakaki didn't look or feel as cheery as he always did, which Kimimaro found odd.

The way Masakaki was always playful and cheerful I mean, he always wondered how Masakaki managed to stay so happy all the time, but Kimimaro came to the conclusion that maybe Masakaki was just crazy and there was no deeper meaning. However, Kimimaro was curious as to when he would snap, or if he was even capable of doing so...

Anyways, what was so obviously off about Masakaki you may ask? Well for starters, he looked like he was forcing a smile, and- Did his eye just twitch? Along with that, every few minutes he would let out a chuckle, a very chilling one at that. To Kimimaro, it was honestly pretty eerie.

"Certainly, Mr. Yoga," Masakaki said before letting out another bit of laughter, right now Kimimaro honestly wanted to get away from Masakaki, and yet he was a little intrigued as to why Masakaki was acting off. Oh, I forgot to mention, Masakaki was staring at Kimimaro pretty creepily, and it wasn't like his usual stare, no, it was somehow different, very different, like it had a hint of craze mixed with aggressiveness, Kimimaro felt pretty nervous by this.

In a blink of an eye, Kimimaro was teleported to a street somewhere in the district.

"Now, Mr. Yoga, I feel I must warn you that your opponent is quite powerful compared to you, so I wish you and your asset good luck! You'll need it..." With that, Masakaki teleported away with the sounds of coins following him. Forr some reason, Kimimaro felt that Masakaki's sentence had a slight hint of annoyance, and felt that he wanted to say something else, but decided to shrug it off and not overthink it.

Kimimaro turned around to look at his opponent, it was a man in formal clothing who was about 6 feet tall. Kimimaro knew this man wasn't a rookie since he could see he had a gold Midas card, Kimimaro was slightly worried by this, but didn't let himself be too intimidated. However, what did intimidate him was the violent look on the man's face, looking like all he wanted to do was cut Kimimaro into ribbons. Sheesh, what was it with everyone he's encountered in the financial district today other than Mysu having a sort of aggressive stare?

He took out his own Midas card and swiped his fingers across it, a bright, white silhouette of his asset was shown before Mysu stood before him.

She turned her body around just as Kimimaro did to look at their opponent, then turned her head to look at her entre. Mysu honestly wasn't as intimidated by the man as Kimimaro was, but couldn't let her guard down.

"You ready?" Mysu asked, going into a fighting stance.

Kimimaro nodded in response. He wasn't entirely confident, but he couldn't let his nerves get the better of him.

The man as well swiped his card, a very tall(about 6'7) humanoid asset(which looked like a man) stood in front of him, it was dressed in very fancy and colorful clothing. The man's asset also went into a fighting stance, none of them saying a word to each other and not even exchanging glances.

"They look serious, it'd be best to keep your guard up and not get too intimidated," Mysu said. Kimimaro glanced at Mysu, he saw a very determined look in her eyes. Then, they all heard a voice that ensured the deal officially began.

"OPEN DEAL"

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[kimiguya]

OPEN STARTER ;

–the rain had finally relented in its endless torrent .

Kimimaro glanced at the skies, double checking that the dark clouds were truly separating, and not planning to unleash a second attack from above. Once a few rays of sun hit the trees surrounding him, he continued onward through the forest. They didn't know this place very well, but they had no concerns over losing their way- hard to get lost, afterall, when you don't even have anything to find.

After some time of silently traversing over the wet forest floor, Kimimaro stops.

“ i can tell that you ’ re behind that tree. how long have you been following me ? ”

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Naruto #080 Title: Of Monsters and Family Pairing/Characters: slow burn Hoshigaki Kisame/Momochi Zabuza, Background Terumii Mei/Hoozuki Mangetsu, focus on Found Family Kisame & Juugo & Karin & Kimimaro Rating: Mature | M Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence Alternate Universe: Canon Divergence! All the Naruto staples: child soldiers, trained killers, blood and violence etc. Kiri/Mist focused so also: That Graduation (murder) Exam, politics, mind control, wanton cruelty, and broken, fucked up (young) adults trying to "mentor" fucked up, traumatized kids. Orochimaru is his especially creepy early canon self. Summary: AO3 starter Summary: What makes someone a monster? Is it appearance, urges, or reputation that earn the labeling of others? Or is it the actions and choices one makes?

And can a monster ever become something else? Can new choices ever wash away the stain of blood?

Meeting a young boy with a monstrous visage in the middle of a destroyed village sets Kisame on the path to looking for the answers to those questions. And more.

Maybe the outcast men and woman that Bloody Mist tried to shape into monsters and demons can band together and raise a new, better Kiri out of out of the bloody ocean of its past.

Nitty-gritty spoilerific summary: Kisame falls ass backwards into a found family with first Juugo, then Karin and Kimimaro, and finally a relationship with Zabuza. He ends up joining the revolution Mei is heading, but things don't go to plan and he gets dragged into politics while officially a missing-nin (but preparing for a second go at taking over Kiri). The politics feature Orochimaru and Konoha. Also Juugo is a sweetheart, Karin is a tiny menace, and Kimimaro is handling his trauma slightly better than in canon. (and Haku is in the background being an unrepentant meddling matchmaker)

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[kiyokokaguya]

Get out there and make some friends || @cc-naruto-s-rank-shinobi || For Kakashi || Plotted Starter!

Anko approached Kakashi with a smile on her face, "hey there long time no see!" She greeted him, hiding something or someone behind her. There was a bit of hope that maybe the one following her would trust someone if she met them with her present. "I have a small favor to ask of you." She tugged at Kiyoko's hand, "come on, you'll be fine with him, promise."

Kiyoko would have a disgruntled look on her face, frowning at the situation she found herself in. She got tugged along and looked up at Kakashi, not sure what to think of the man.

"Do you think you could help her get used to the village? I've been trying to make her go out and meet others her age but she's…" Anko stopped for a second, trying to find the words, "maybe you already know of her situation? She came from Orochimaru's hideout looking for her brother. I took her in after we found out what had actually happened to him." Though it wasn't clear HOW Kimimaro died to Kiyoko. "I figured she'd trust someone I knew personally." Another gentle nudge from Anko, "go on kid, introduce yourself."

Kiyoko took a deep breath to calm herself down before she spoke up, "I'm Kiyoko Kaguya." Unfortunately, the last of her clan as well. "I've been wanting to make friends." It was hard to breakthrough her nervousness, a new village that she was technically an enemy to. It was a bit difficult going out, even with Anko with her.

[kimimarothechosenvessel]

Garaga looks at the individual who has entered and he was none too pleased about it. "Hey You HUMAN, Who are you and why do you intrude on my territory?

Even in his excitement to visit the Ryuchi cave, Kimimaro remembers the one very temperamental snake Orochimaru-sama mentioned, the one missing an eye. “Greetings, Garaga-sama,” Kimimaro replies, bowing politely. “I am Kimimaro, the last Kaguya. I am here to study so that I may better serve Orochimaru-sama.”

[dokuhebi]

♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up

Manhandling symbol starters ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up // @cxmellia It has been some time since the serpent had found their former companion and brought him back to Otogakure, but it feels as if no time has passed at all between the day Kimimaro vanished and the day he returned. They have known him too long, and too well, to feel any sense of strain due to the absence of one another. The way fate ripped them both a part when two false deaths claimed them both. Suigetsu or Rogu typically accompanied the Sannin when they left the hideout, but as of late, Suiegstu had lost his place as their righthand man. Making way for Kimimaro instead, for so long as his health permitted it.  It would come as a surprise to anyone who could recognize the young male, to see him alive once more. If only everything the serpent did wasn’t a surprise, making this oddity almost seem normal when the infamous rogue and necromancer - escaping more deaths than just their planned execution after the war - was the one accompanying him.  Kimimaro and Orochimaru would be staying in the Land of Lightening for the next few weeks. The latter trying to make amends with the Hidden Cloud, trying to forge some pathway to tolerance. Whether anyone knew the Sannin was to blame for the Riakage’s demise, letting his tailed beast free and ravaging his body in the process, the don’t know. It is as risky a mission as they come, but essential. With Mitsuki needing monitoring, the Sannin asks their eldest son to stay with the boy. Leaving only one other trusted companion to call upon. Kimimaro would reside with them in their inn, he would stay with them on the pathways to and from Kumogakure, and he would sit in on any and all meetings.  To think the serpent needed a body guard was perhaps laughable, but not more laughable than thinking they wouldn’t bring aid along just in case. They hadn’t outwitted death by taking unnecessary chances on their own life. 

The final meeting of the evening had been going well, or so the serpent thought. It is only when the conversing has concluded, with the Lord the Sannin speaks to reassuring good ties to come and offering a friendly uniting handshake, that they feel a hand suddenly placed on their leg. Kimimaro’s silent request they stay seated, that something was wrong, as he looks readied to place himself between them and threat. Golden eyes are cast to him momentarily, but there isn’t even a second spared for deciding who they trusted. Their own perception of the amicable meeting and the Lord’s generous hospitality and promises, or Kimimaro’s warning. The latter wins in less than an instant.  Whether it is because there is a potential ambush, a cleverly crafted seal on the Lord’s hand that would ensnare the viper the moment contact was made, or any other deception being played out, the serpent was most displeased. They didn’t like their time wasted, they didn’t like being lied to.  “It is a pity we could not work something more mutually beneficial out,” they say, not needing to question Kimimaro’s instinct, his decision. If the young man decided they shouldn’t trust him - then they no longer needed to waste their breath on such a conversation.  “More your loss than ours of course, we will be taking you up on your generous offers. Whether you live to be the one handing it out of course, is another matter,” they finally rise, placing a hand to Kimimaro’s shoulder in silent approval and praise as they turn gracefully for the door, “make it clean and quick, dear.”