Reborn as Sakura and Hinata: Lost in the Wind

Unexpected Girl Time

I sat cross legged on the cold stone floor. Everything was as it should be. Circle? Drawn. Candles? Lit. Incense? Burning. Reptiles? Vibing.

I pulled out my notebook, turning to the page on muscle fiber composition. I just needed to have a mastery over my anatomical knowledge in order to advance my new technique in development. I hummed to myself as I read, slowly transitioning into actually singing. This was just what I needed, quiet time. Alone. With my reptile babies. With a book. In the dark.

Something about the vibes in the room encouraged me to sign my favorite gregorian chant, Dies Irae.

I had managed to get through about five pages of my notes before a sound at my doorway drew my attention. My eyes traveled up from my book to see Orochimaru standing in the entryway of my room, eyes narrowed in bewilderment at the scene in front of him.

Said scene being me and my four turtles sitting at the five corners of a candlelit circle with strange smelling herbs being burned and me singing in a foreign language at the head.

"Is... this what you do with your freetime?" He asked quietly, scanning the scene.

"Um... yes?" I answered awkwardly.

He gave a small nod before gesturing to the turtles, "Who are your friends?"

"Aristotle, Socrates, Plato, and Pythagoras?" I set my notebook fully down, eyes moving over the turtles who were seemingly still quite content to stay in place. His eyebrows went up as he returned his gaze to the turtles.

"An odd company you keep." He noted with another small nod, turning to leave, "Carry on."

"Did you need something, sir?" I shifted uneasily, a tad embarrassed from my little 'pastime' being figured out. He paused, contemplating.

"I was going to ask to check on your abilities." He said, "I was quite impressed that you were able to return the scroll. I also had the sense that there was something you wanted to discuss with me."

"Well, sir," I stood up, "I have a new technique that I have been wanting to test. I haven't had a chance to actually perform it and frankly am itching to see it in action."

"Alright," he smiled, "Will your... friends need any attention?"

"Oh, them? They'll be fine. They don't complain much." I walked past him in the doorway.

"I would dare say you've gone mad." he smirked, following behind me.

"I won't argue." I scoffed, glaring at Kabuto as I entered the training room.

"Ah, Kabuto," Orochimaru greeted pleasantly, "Would you mind lending a hand?"

"Sir, it frankly doesn't matter if I 'mind' or not." he huffed, earning another smirk from Orochimaru.

"For once, your presence doesn't disgust me because you're actually going to be useful." I growled.

"What makes you think I'd help you?" Kabuto glowered back.

"I have a new technique. I need a living person to use it." I gestured to Orochimaru, "He wants to see it."

"Won't you help us out?" Orochimaru purred. Damn, that man was fucking shameless.

"I-" Kabuto's words got caught in his throat, "Yes, sir, I will help." Anything for his 'master' I guess.

"Good." I walked up to him, quickly drawing out a syringe and jabbing it into his shoulder, causing him to flinch and jump back.

"What the- What the hell did you do!?" He clutched his shoulder, horror written across his face.

"That was a few of my stem cells." I folded my arms over my chest, "I need them in you in order to do the technique."