Children with problems like Kimimaro needed to be given warmth.
Or rather, acceptance.
That was what Orochimaru had done in the original story.
"I need you..."
Kimimaro looked at Feng Yao, a little light entering his vacant eyes.
Something stirred in his heart, too.
He needs me?
"You aren't going to kill me?"
"Kill you? Why would I kill you?" Feng Yao smiled. "Besides, we aren't from Kirigakure."
"Come with me. There shouldn't be anything in Kirigakure worth staying for."
Feng Yao held out his hand to Kimimaro.
As if under a spell, Kimimaro reached out as well.
Feng Yao took Kimimaro's hand.
Feng Yao nodded. Kimimaro was a textbook case of a child starved of love.
That also made him the easiest kind to fool.
Because people like him didn't care what you did to them.
What they needed was recognition, a reason for their existence. That was the Shinobi World. Pathetic.
All that remained was to slowly build a bond.
His sense of belonging to Amegakure would grow.
"Hello, my name is Uchiha Shin!"
Shin stepped forward to greet him, his expression friendly.
Unless something unexpected happened, Kimimaro would be part of Amegakure from now on, too.
"Hello, my name is... Kimimaro Kaguya..."
Kimimaro spoke, ultimately still giving his Kaguya surname.
Seeing that the two had introduced themselves, Feng Yao nodded.
"Have you eaten?"
"No."
Kimimaro had been wandering these past few days. When he was hungry, he found whatever he could to get by, such as leaves, dried grass, or other people's leftovers.
Hearing that, Feng Yao thought that wouldn't do!
How could he go hungry!
So Feng Yao took Shin and Kimimaro to a restaurant he picked at random in the village.
Like the other villagers, the owner was very afraid of Feng Yao's group.
Still,