A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Again. I know its suckish for you awesome readers to wait so long for an update but I have other stories to attend to and the past months been filled with Birthdays and Christmas and stuff so I haven't had much time to sit down and write a decent piece. I hope this does justice to the appaling amount of time I've made you all wait.

Warning: Swearing (Tayuya mainly), General Orochimaru creepiness and some mild violence.

Disclaimer: Kishimoto is a strong man, he has refused to give into my bribe of cookies and give me ownership of Naruto. So unfortunatly I do not own Naruto, if I did Sasuke would be so dead that even Naruto himself would give up looking for all the pieces. (Sorry to Sasuke fans out there but he sucks! Big time!)

Retreating In A Different Direction.

By KittyMarks.

Chapter Five:

Kiyomi bit his lip to stop himsef from screaming, as it were a pained groan managed to slip out as Kimimaru shifted the bonde in his arms. Every breath was painful beyond anything he had ever felt before and Kiyomi knew that he'd been foolish in expecting that a fight with one of Orochimaru-samas shinobi would be easy. His mother had never worked him so hard as to break bones and this was an agonising new experiance for him. He smirked through the pain when he thought of Tayuyas angry face, at the very least he'd thought her not to underestimate him. He drew in a shuddering breath and tried to ignore the slight contempt in Kimimarus emerald eyes. The older boy was very careful, moving quickly but holding Kiyomi in a way so that his ribs would not be jostled any more, he'd carried wounded comrades before and Kiyomi wondered just how strenuous training in Oto usually was if Kimimaru was this familiar with broken bones.

"Were here." the white haired boy said stopping on front of one of the many black doors - Kiyomi hadn't even realised that they had gone so far from the training room - it opened soundlessly and Kiyomi gasped as he was taken from Kimimaru and deposited on a sterile hospital bed by a man wearing a white surgeons mask. "He's broken two ribs and one has punctured his left lung." Kimimaru supplied as the doctor ran a glowing green hand over Kiyomis chest. The doctor swiped his hand suddenly down the middle of Kiyomis shirt, the clothing parted and fell off his chest like it had been cut with a kunai, he could see where a part of his rib had pushed through the skin and a sliver of white was partially covered by dark red blood that oozed from the wound. Kiyomi coughed up more blood, his breathing sounded sickeningly wet and he grimanced as the doctor pulled out a large syringe filled with pale purple liquid, Kiyomi hated needles.

He turned his face away as the doctor plunged the syringe directly into his chest without a word of warning. The needle hurt like hell and Kiyomi bit back a yelp as it was removed with a small squelch. Soon what ever the hell had been in the syringe began to take effect and the pain from his chest started to receed into a dull ache. The doctors face was expressionless as he placed his glowing hand over his ribs and Kiyomi watched in fascination as the rib slowly sunk back into his chest, he could fell the other rib that was digging into his lung also retreat and fall back into its natural place. His lung knitted itself back together and the blood drained back out into the veins that sealed themselved back all felt weird and unnatural, Kiyomis mother was a medi-nin but he'd never seen anything like this before, it was amazing.

Kimimaru stood by the door watching with apathetic eyes, Kiyomi wondered why the older boy had insisted on bringing him to the infirmary instead of Sakon - Or Ukon, Kiyomi couldn't tell which. The doctor continued to examine Kiyomis chest, poking and prodding at the new pink skin with a glowing finger. Finally he spoke in a low voice, turning to face Kimimaru. "He will have to stay overnight to make sure the rib sets right. Collect him tomorrow." Kiyomi ground his teeth, he hated being talked about like he wasn't in the room but the doctor ignored him once again and gave a terse nod to Kimimaru. "Orochimaru-sama warned you not to badly injure him. I expect you to tell him exactly what transpired." he murmered and Kimimarus mouth twisted a little and when he answered his voice was glacier "Of course. I will return tomorrow." with a parting glance at Kiyomi the white haired boy left the infirmary, his sharp angry footsteps echoed down the corridor. Kiyomi looked over at the doctor who stared back with blank eyes and sighed. He was in for a long night.

Kimimaru walked briskly down the corridors, his hands clenched into fists at the subtle barb from the medi-nin. The man was an ex-Konoha nin and had worked with Orochimaru-sama longer than anyone else, he had supplied him with subjects to experiment on back in the shinobi village and had left with the snake sannin when he had been discovered by the Sandaime Hokage. He was very loyal to Orochimaru-sama but mistakenly assumed that none could match his loyalty, that none could be level with his devotion, Kimimaru hated that man with a vengence and despised the insinuation that he would be anything less than completely honest with Orochimaru-sama. He turned his thoughts onto the new recruit to stop himself from punching through a wall in anger.

Kiyomi showed promise but was hopelessly naieve when it came to living with shinobi within Oto. He was, Kimimaru conceeded, extreamly skilled for a five year old more skilled than the others had been and he could only get better but he was soft in a way that made the Kaguya wonder if he would ever be of proper use to Orochimaru-sama. He could see an innocence in the blondes eyes that was not present in any of the Sound Fives, even when they had first been brought to Oto they never hesitated when it came to killing, to surviving. It was a dog-eat-dog world in here and from the moment the others had set foot in Oto they'd understood that. Kiyomi did not, Kimimaru knew with one look at those wide blue eyes that the blonde would never be able to take pleasure in killing someone, he would never be able to harden his heart and become perfect shinobi and he would end up being more a hindrance than a help in battle. After all a shinobi who cannot kill is not really a shinobi at all.

His musings made the time pass quickly and before he knew it he was in front of Orochimaru-samas personal quarters. He hesitated slightly before knocking three times in quick succession. The door opened silently inwards, Kimimaru walked inside and closed the door softly behind him before turning to face Orochimaru-sama and bowing from the waist. The snake sannin raised an eyebrow at his student from where he stood next to a large desk stacked high with papers and folders. Being a Kage meant that he had to oversee the comming and goings from the youngest gennin to the most exceptional hunter-nin, it also meant signing an awful lot of tedious documents and release forms for said shinobi and handling the accounts of the village treasury.

Orochimaru rubbed his temples at the beginings of a headache and thought that he mightn't have been so angry at not attaining the rank of Hokage all those years ago if he'd know the amount of paperwork involved, he would have graciously stepped aside watch the Namikaze brat bore himself to death confined behind a desk while he, himself continued to exploit his freedom as a Sannin.

"Orochimaru-sama." Kimimaru said softly catching the Kages attention again. "Kiyomi-san has been injured during a spar with Tayuya, he broke two ribs and punctured a lung. He is currently residing in the Infirmary and is to be released tomorrow." he recited with his hands clasped loosely behind his back. Orochimaru frowned thoughtfully and murmered "Did he now? And what of Tayuya? Is she injured too?" Kimimaru nodded sharply. "Tayuya has fractured her tibea and has some muscle bruising but is probably on her way to the Infirmary as we speak." he answered. "She didn't go with you?" there was a note of annoyance in the snake sannins voice and Kimimaru quickly told him that Kiyomi had been on the verge of blacking out and needed immediate medical attention while Tayuyas wounds were less serious and could wait until after Kiyomi had been seen to.

Orochimaru nodded and looked down at a partiularly large stack of papers with barely concealed irritation, he was going to have to get one of his more competant shinobi to do this instead of him. "I thought I warned you not to injure him too badly. I fail to see how a talented boy like Kiyomi could attain two broken ribs within the five minute time limit."he murmered, lifting up a piece of paper from the top of the pile and glancing over it. He could sense Kimimaru tense anxiously. "Tayuya went to far and over the time alloted Orochimaru-sama." he whispered and the snake sannin smirked nastily.

"Bring her with Kiyomi tomorrow when Mako-san releases them from the Infirmary. I am not happy with Tayuya. Leave now." Kimimaru nodded and bowed again before hastily walking back out the door. Orochimaru was both bored and annoyed and Kimimaru, for all his hero-worship, knew that if he stayed any longer than neccisary he might end up with a few broken limbs himself.

Tayuya was pissed off. No, pissed off was far too mild a word, she was so fucking angry she wanted to kill something and Sakon was so fucking lucky that she could barely stand because the smirk he was wearing made her want to shove his head through the wall. If she was being completely honest she was really just angry at herself and how she'd let her fucking superiority go to her head when fighting the blonde asshole. The little fucker made Kimimaru look manly and that was saying something, he didn't look like a five year old and he sure as hell didn't act like one, he held himself like he was some fucking noble and they were all his servents, the hired help. The red head had an arm thrown across Sakons shoulders, just above Ukons head, it was a freaky as shit and she seriously wondered why the fuck she hung around with these nutjobs. It was then that Sakon spoke out with an amused glint in his grey eyes.

"You just got your ass handed to you by a tiny, gender confused five year old. That must suck huh.?" Tayuya shot him a dirty glance and hoped his sarcasm choked him. She clenched her fist over his shoulder but refrained from hitting him. The evil little shit would probably leave her to make her own way to the Infirmary if she did, broken leg or no. Speaking of broken legs, hers really, really hurt. "Fuck you." Tayuya hissed at Sakon and he chuckled lowly in response and deliberatly shifted so she stumbled and shot her injured leg out to steady herself on reflex . . . "FUCK!" the red head screamed in pain as the broken bone pressed agonisingly close to breaking the skin. "Play nice Tayu-chan." Sakon chided and she held up her middle finger in response, panting harshly and trying her fucking hardest not to scream again as Sakon half dragged her around a corner and into the infirmary.

Tayuya narrowed her angry brown eyes when she saw Kiyomi propped up against two white crappy hospital issue pillows, his shirt was gone and she could see the angry red mark on his chest where a rib had pierced through the flesh, Tayuya grinned savagly at him as she limped past over to the creepy doctor and he looked back tiredly with a hint of annoyance. The doctor eyed the exchange with uncaring eyes and Tayuya wondered why a guy so apathetic became a medi-nin of all things. Mako was by far the scariest person in Oto, Orochimaru had nothing on this fucker in the creep department. He had pale, dead eyes and even paler skin, his hair didn't seem to have a colour either, it was an odd non-blonde that wasn't thin nor thick and fell down to his chin. He had thin pointed features that were half hidden behind his surgeons mask, adding to the whole pedophile look and he hated everyone who was not Orochimaru.

"Tayuyas broken her leg. Fix 'er up Doc." Sakon said cockliy, shrugging Tayuyas arm off his shoulders, careful of his twins head and stepping backwards. Tayuya stumbled a bit and grabbed onto the side of Kiyomis bed to steady herself, she shot both the blonde and Sakon filthy looks before glancing up at Mako. He regarded her with disdain and Tayuya felt her lip curl in contempt as he lifted her uponto a hospital bed next to Kiyomis without a word of warning. "Watch it perv!" she hissed as her leg caught on a bar at the edge of the bed, she supposed it was used to hang clipboards on when it wasn't being a fucking nuansince to her leg. Sakon gave her and Kiyomi a mocking salute as he sauntered out the door, ignoring the snarl she gave him in response.

She glared over at Kiyomi who was still watching her with wary bue eyes. "What the fuck to you want princess?" she spat and the blonde flushed angrily and looked away as Mako began to heal her leg. Tayuya scowled and mentaly ran through ever swear word she knew - quite a few - to stop herself from punching the cocksucker of a doctor when he poked at the growing bruises on her leg to ascertain the damage. She had to recite the whole damn fucking list again when he informed her that she would be spending the entire fucking night next to the blonde wannabe girl so that her leg could set right. Tayuya glared icily over at Kiyomi and swore that she would cut of every last lock of his pretty ass hair until he actually looked his gender.

A/N: Blegh, it's short I know! I am sorry but long chapters are beyond me. Please review and let me know if you liked it. Thanks! You guys rock!