@KUNOllCHl A hand immediately raised to grip her wrist, just enough to pull it away from his chin.
โYou aren't to use the puppet against Lord Orochimaru in any way, Misaki.โ
@KUNOllCHl โTreat me. See if you can come up with any solutions that Kabuto couldn't.โ
Kimimaro's eyes narrowed, studying her nonchalant attitude.
โWhile you treat me, you can conduct whatever experiments you feel like. I'll even allow my bones to be used for a puppet.โ
Puppet master. They threatened each other often, but he could tell his presence this time was particularly aggravating.
โI'm not here to mock you. Our pasts are one of few things we have in common.โ
A tiny, amused smirk appeared over his pale features. It was always humorous when she threatened him, as if there was anything she could do.
โYou'd be wasting your blades against my bones, Misaki. We both know that.โ
His smirk faded, arms folding as he studied the โ
Know the story of this building, but it didn't take a genius to know that the only time anybody visited a dust filled abandoned home like this was for sentimental purposes.
โChildhood home?โ
He asked, stepping into the room and looking down at his. . acquaintance.
There were two people in Sunagakure that Kimimaro enjoyed keeping an eye on. The Kazekage, and then the apprentice of the scorpion.
His visit to the sand this time was for the latter. Yet, he couldn't have guessed that this would be the place he followed her to.
He may not โ