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Naruto Defying Orders Starting Anew Introduction Post Tayuya Get me Sasuke Uchiha! It had been a simple order, really. The orders had come from none other than Orochimaru himself. While Tayuya could never say she had any sense of pure love for the man, she did owe him. It was an equally brutal, easy fact, one the Sannin had no qualms in reminding her about. Everything, from her mere existence to the very clothes she wore, it was all thanks to that unnaturally pale man that Tayuya - as well as the other Sound Five members - had anything at all. Otherwise, they'd all be in the same, shitty mess they were in when Orochimaru found them all those years ago. It wasn't a pleasant thought, but it was difficult not to think about it. Without Orochimaru, she'd be in the streets, living through stealing or - gods forbid - worse measures. Ones that would make her disgusted and likely cry herself to sleep every night for being forced to resort to. But she had avoided that sort of life because of everything Orochimaru had done for her and the others. So, when they got the orders to retrieve this young man, no one questioned it. At most, it was asked where they could find this Sasuke. After getting that answer, though, they headed off into the night, refusing to second guess the command they'd heard. It had been about one year since then and regardless of what anyone else was thinking, Tayuya knew her stance on accepting and completing the task of getting Sasuke ot Orochimaru. Simply put, she was all but kicking herself for complying. It had been by far one of the worst things she'd done for him. Who the fuck does that brat think he is? Tayuya muttered, hiding away in Kabuto's room. The second-in-command was, thankfully, out and about. While he was busy, Tayuya took full advantage of that. Rather, she had been pretty much right after Sasuke was delivered to Orochimaru. No one had really ever gotten the full details, even to this day. But Tayuya didn't need them. She just needed her wit and common sense to help understand one simple thing. Orochimaru had a very ... unhealthy obsession with this Sasuke brat, and that was putting it as nicely as possible. She hadn't cared, not at first. But when the neglect and abuse got so bad that he forgot about Kimimaru --- that was when Tayuya put her foot down. Although he was the leader of the Sound Five, he was by far the most frail due to an unknown disease he had obtained or been born with somehow. All of the details were in Kabuto's files which, unfortunately, were locked away. His books filled with various technique, however, were out in the open. Summed up, Tayuya was peeking through the multiple scrolls and books in hopes of finding something - anything - that could be used to help Kimimaru out. Unfortunately, it appeared Four-Eyes had been honest about that much. He really hadn't been able to find a cure just yet. The best was a way to keep her comrade alive, though many could argue it was just as bad as Death itself. Most of Kimimaru's days were spent on a bed, one that was now almost never visited by anyone. Half a dozen IVs, possibly more, were hooked into various places of his body. Most were around the arms, some were lower or even higher. He looked ... horrible. Pathetic. And that was exactly why Tayuya hated going to see him. Just being in the same room tempted her to break down and cry. But with Kabuto and Orochimaru having all but given up on helping him, it was the least she could do. Wasn't it? Her teeth latched onto her lower lip. There's gotta be something else! she hissed angrily through gritted teeth, sighing as she made herself put the book back in its original spot as opposed to throwing it like she so badly wanted to do. She'd only earn more trouble if it was discovered she had been in Kabuto's office - again - without his consent. What the fuck can I do?! Run away ... The quip caused her to roll her eyes. Heh. Yeah right, she mumbled, That won't go well ... Got anything else that'll work? The grip on her lip tightened yet again. Days like this where she had to face the harsh reality of things were the worst days for Tayuya. But ... she knew she was right. Kimimaru was practically on an invisible timer. A year in itself was another miracle for him. Hell, the fact he was eighteen and still alive was something that - going off of the statistics Kabuto repeatedly spouted - should never have happened. Tayuya's head bowed as she slowly stood up, deciding to mull over the thought for a bit longer. It was at least something, and if only because of that, she wouldn't outright refuse to consider it. But if she could find something else, something smarter , she would do that instead. Her concentration went to the here and now as she silently navigated herself into the kitchen. Without saying anything to any of the servants already inside, she grabbed an empty cup and filled it with water. Tayuya then pivoted on her feet and slowly began walking through the halls. She gulped softly as the same wooden door she'd seen time and time again came back into view. Keeping the water held in her left hand, she clenched her right, raised it, and knocked. Kimi? It's me. Tayuya. Her voice barely stayed stable. Visits were the best and worst parts of her own day much like they probably were Kimimaru's. Half the time, she ended up caving in and crying in front of her friend. Even when she didn't, it was obvious she wanted to with how much her body or voice - if not both - trembled. I won't today, I won't today ... Or at least she tried to promise herself that much. Either way, it was just too wrong, too ... fucked up to not take the time and effort to see one of the few, actual friends she had. Among all of the residents in Otogakure, Kimimaru was one of the few - maybe only - people she genuinely respected and even liked. Hence why she took the risk of sneaking into Kabuto's room and trying to find a cure, or something more reliable, to help him out. Her head tilted up as Tayuya breathed another sigh, waiting as patiently as possible to hear some sort of reply. Normally, he'd give more affirmative answers. There had, however, been days where he didn't want company and would reject even her. So while she figured he'd give consent for Tayuya to walk in, she wouldn't outright assume the outcome. Most days were the same, yes. But most didn't equal all, either.