17 Orochimaru's Motives 6.

Time: 2.5 weeks after Shirai's kidnapping, Half a week before the discovery of the Root Base.

A boy, having silvery white hair, grey eyes, perfect facial symmetry and slightly tan skin, the boy were round glasses. This boy was none other than Kabuto Yakushi, Orochimaru's most loyal and trustworthy servent.

He was the adopted son of a root member, Nono Yakushi, a medical sin of the hidden sand. Although he was trained to be Orochimaru's right handed man due to his immense talent in Medical ninjutsu. He held no recollections of the memories he had before meeting His master.

The boy was quiet and mysterious yet followed his master around like a lost puppy, obeying his every command and order.

A few days ago, he was assigned as the guard of a Boy, Younger than him by a couple of Years, A boy named Shirai Having distinctive Pink hair. An unusual trait.

He watched as the Pink haired boy screamed and screeched in agony, as he tumbled and rolled, clutching his chest. Tears and blood escaping his eyes, his nose and mouth spilling with foam, mucus, saliva mixed with blood.

The Yakushi could only look in terror as the boy yelled the name of Orochimaru, cursing and damning him til the shad did pink the boy once held was a lighter shade of pink, due to the greying of his hair from the agony and pain.

Periodically, Kabuto delivered Painkillers to the boy and gave him food to eat and water to drink, as a form of pity and mercy, he felt good when the boy thanked him for his good deeds. It made him feel alive inside instead of the usual lack of emotions.

For the four whole days that he'd been the jailor of the Pink haired kid, he felt more alive then he had ever in his life. It was a strange sensation, the feeling of having a companion, a friend perhaps?

(No, Kabuto is not gay, I don't intent him to be.)

But as he inspected this Shirai kid for the fifth day, he noticed that the kid was solid like a rock, curled up. His skin had many sore marks, likely from the cancerous cells, a by product of Hashirama cells, which developed rapidly but were just quickly exterminated by the strong immune system the kid possessed with his fast healing.

The sixth day was the same except the sore marks in his skin were gone now. Was it because his blood flow had stopped or did he just exterminate the cancer cells all together? His chakra didn't seem to be too turbulent, it was calm, likely because if the lack of the turbulent chakra that Kabuto had gotten used to over the first four days.

But it was unusual to see the kid so silent, had he finally managed to finish his fight against the Hashirama Cells, did he win? Or did he lose, Perishing in the process?

There were many questions yet no answers. For two whole days the kid remained silent, not moving an inch, curled up in a fetal position, did he die? Was he Sleeping to recover the energy and fully heal his internals?

In the sixth day, Kabuto was extremely curious. His duty was to inspect how the Shirai kid was doing yet he didn't even know if the kid was dead or alive.

Kabuto put the key tied to his waist into the key hole, a "click" sound was heard throughout the room as the lock was opened. The lock dropped to the floor. He slowly pulled the pin holding the doors, it dropped to the floor as well.

Kabuto pulled the door back, cautious and careful. He reached his hand out, touching the boy. He felt the seeming corpse In front of him twitch. He pulled his arm back.

Again, he reached his hand out and poked the boy's head with his finger. Kabuto's eyes widened in a instant as his hand was grabbed by the Haruno.

Shirai rose up and pulled the Yakushi towards himself, the Haruno flipped the Yakushi in the air with a single swing a kicked him with enough force to make the White haired boy collide with the bars on the other side of the Cell.

He was suprised at the strength at which he kicked the boy, his strength had increased to triple, No, Pentuple his original amount before the Cells were injected in him. He grinned toothily as he looked at his hands,opening and closing his palms to stimulate his hand nerves.

He walked over to the edge of the cage, glaring at the Yakushi, Orochi's disciple.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt ya much, Just sleep for now." Shirai told the Yakushi with a small smile, the Yakushi in the other hand was terrified and awed at the pink haired boy. His eyes emotion less as ever.

A punch to the face insured that the Yakushi wouldn't wake up for some time, he didn't use his full strength, just enough to knock the White haired boy unconscious. The kid had fed and watered him for almost the last week.

Who knew being able to simulate training in your mindscape was such an awesome thing. Shirai thought as he cracked his knuckles. Now that he was free, it was a good time as ever to escape.

The last two days of his were spent in his mindscape, Training and honing his skills and taijutsu with the newfound strength, the mindscape was a figment of his own imagination, so his strength was a little more than he had initially felt it was.

He grew a couple of inches taller because of the constant break down and healing of his body, his hair had grown a little longer as well, now reaching a little below his shoulders. His face fat had reduced a bit and his muscles were more prominent than before.

His chakra was like a surge of water instead of a splash it was previously before due to the adaptation of Hashirama cells into his body, being the only one to survive with sheer will and resilience of suffering 4 days of the hellish torture, causing his Yin chakra to increase as a testament to the strength of his Soul and mind.

Due to the adaptation of his cells with Hashirama's, He could be considered as an "illegitimate" child of Hashirama. His chakra capacity was in total 50 IP, fifty times the chakra he had when he first unlocked it, the average of his Yin and Yang Chakras at 49 and 51 IP respectively.

Yang obviously boosted by the Senju life force and his Yin boosted by his mental and spiritual resilience has caused almost complete harmony amongst his Yin and Yang chakra.

Every time Shirai moulded his chakra, spiritual and physical harmony befalled his being. His dense and large chakra reserve, aka the Pond in his mind was larger than he could have ever imagined it to be, almost like a small lake more than a pond.

His chakra control was ass though, the increase made it difficult for him to even cast a Great Fire Ball without burning his entire surroundings. He would need to practice chakra control sometime soon in the future.

As Shirai walked through the halls of Orochimaru's secret lair, he noticed no one in the halls. The place was entirely empty, did the snake only have a couple of subordinates during this time?

The answer to the question was more than likely to be a resounding Yes. Orochimaru was still a member of konoha but the snake Sannin would be soon framed traitor after Shirai escapes this Hell hole.