Kin's POV

"Are...you...kidding...me?!" I screeched angrily at Kabuto then promptly toppled over on the chair I was sitting on due to my weak, poor health.

"Are you alright?" He asked, helping me up.

"No, no, no, no! Get back on topic! Restate what you just said twenty seconds ago," I hissed, glaring at him. Kabuto adjusted his glasses and repeated his words, while picking me up and setting me somewhere else.

"And how am I supposed to send this information back with my corpse?" I snapped, swinging my legs. I was sitting on a metal table, probably for experiments and stuff, but I could care less about that right now.

What? What's going on, you say?

Apparently, I am not allowed to send the book that had the "ultimate cure" back to Konoha. Or back to the Cloud Village for that matter. First of all, Orochimaru had a sick idea to place a self-destruction jutsu on the stupid book! Like the name of the jutsu goes, if the book is taken past a certain distance from its original spot, the thing burns up! So what am I supposed to do?!

"Oh I know! You can copy it!" Kabuto said brightly, crossing the brightly-lit surgery room in the hideout. He found a notebook and a pen and handed it to me. My angry face vanished, and hope filled my heart again.

"Okay then. I'll do that," I said agreeably, taking the items. Kabuto helped me get off the table, then led me outside to my room. I had a nice, decent room to sleep in. Kabuto spends a lot of time with me, so I'm glad to have a friend. He's a nice guy, but he does have a sick sense of humor. Great guy.

"I'll come get you in a few hours," he reminded, shutting my bedroom door.

"Okay! Bye!" After hearing his footsteps tread away, I flipped open the book in my hands, fingering the worn-out pages.

Two hours later, Kabuto and Orochimaru came back. I willingly went with them to the surgery room and lied down as they strapped me down.

"This is going to sting a bit," Kabuto warned, taking out a syringe.

"Sting?" I growled playfully at him. "Your idea of 'sting' is completely different from my--OWWW!!!"

"Be nice, Kabuto," Orochimaru hissed in a friendly manner.

"Yes, Lord Orochimaru," Kabuto replied. Then, I was subjected under experiments done on me, one after another.

This is what I said:

"Ow."

"Hey! Watch it!"

"This kind of reminds me of a time someone had eaten an apple halfway, then left it sitting in a cup of vinegar." (Kabuto frowned at that. He said something like, "What does that even look like, anyways?")

"Owowowowowow!"

"Are you going to stab me with that?.....You're totally going to stab me with that."

"For the love of medicine, be gentle!"

"Oh no no no. Don't you dare poke me with that--ouch! I said don't!"

"The time periods between every time you start a new experiment is killing meeee."

"This is taking forever....."

"Are you done yet?"

"What time is it?"

"Am I bleeding?"

"Is that blood?"

"Do you clean your facilities?"

"Did you wash your hands?"

"I think.....my stomach just growled."

"I. Am. So. TIRED!!!"

"Am I dead yet?"

"That looks gross."

"I think you look funny at this angle."

"I'm dddrrruuunnnkkk!"

Yeah, that's pretty much everything I said the entire time.