So, I just realized that I never put what chapter the first part coorelates to. (It's before First Impressions, if you wanted to know). Anyway, this segment is meant to be read in between Jinchuuriki and Captured. Also, there is no particular order to the segments. I post them when I thin of something, and they don't strictly follow the chapters of Similarities.

Hiei snarled, striking down yet another advance scout. Just his luck, to have his mission hit. It was just like Koenma- damn little demi-god that he was- to neglect to tell him that this precious, ningen village had a damn war going on. A chilling smirk worked its way across his face.

Well, as long as there was killing going on…It'd really be a shame if he missed out on that…

"Orochimaru-sama!" One of the scouts knelt before the Sanke-Sannin. "How goes the infiltration?" he asked. "The unfortunate Oto-nin trembled, scared of being the one to bear this bad news to his master. He opened his mouth, but no sound managed to escape. "Well?" Orochimaru hissed.

"I-it…doesn't, s-sir." he stammered finally. "G-go, tha-that is."

"Explain." the Sannin ordered.

The lackey gulped. "There-there's something o-out there, s-sir…" he mumbled. "A-and it's pick-picking us off!"

"Well…that is unfortunate…" Orochimaru mused. "Kabuto…?"

The Oto-nin stiffened. He hadn't realized the silver-haired medic was in the room. But, Orochimaru was still talking. "Yes, that is unfortunate indeed…" he said. "…for you."

The lackey felt a shock of pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a gleaming chakra scalpel poking out of his torso. "Or-orochimaru-s-s-sama…" he whispered, blood burbling out of his mouth.

The Snake-Sannin watched him die, curiously, like a cat watching a fish in a bowl. When he finally stopped struggling, he addressed Kabuto again. "Get that thing out of my sight." he ordered. "Yes, Orochimaru-sama." the Konoha traitor bowed. "Oh, and Kabuto?" "Yes, Orochimaru-sama?" he asked.

"Whatever it is in the forest…bring it to me."

Kabuto watched in awe, at the terrible creature decimating his troops.

It was amazingly fast.

It was frighteningly powerful.

And- judging by the multitude of dead it had strewn around its section of the forest- it was ruthless.

But, most strange of all about it, was…it took the form of a child.

A very deadly child, with red eyes, and strange hair- though Kabuto had seen weirder- but it was a child, nonetheless.

Kabuto smirked, thinking of the praise Orochimaru would give him, if he managed to bring this child-killer back to Oto. But, how to go about it…?

The smirk faded, replaced by a thoughtful frown, as he studied the boy. The bandana around his head had slipped, revealing…a third eye.

The boy was a Jaganshi, and obviously older than he looked.

Of course Kabuto had heard of the Jaganshi, the people who were either born with, or had undergone the agonizing surgery to receive, a Jagan Eye.

A Jaganshi. That would make things…difficult.

The frown deepened., as he noted the slash on the Jaganshi's forearm.

Before he'd been cut down, one lucky Oto-nin had managed to score a deep cut on the boy's arm. It had occurred mere moments before, and the cut had been almost guaranteed to scar, but, right before Kabuto's eyes, the cut was being knit up.

So, 'collapse-due-to-blood-loss' was out of the capture equation.

'Hmmmm…' Kabuto tapped his chin thoughtfully. 'How to go about this…?' He thought a few more moments, shuffling through his options- evaluating some, discarding others- and finally…

'That's it.' He reached down to his senbon pouch, to a specific compartment, and his smirk returned.

Hiei grunted, slicing an attacker's arm off. Let the fool bleed to death. And, if by some miracle, he lived, he'd lost the arm, testimony of Hiei's legendary swordsmanship.

And, suddenly, something pricked the back of his neck. He reached back, plucking a thin piece of metal, smeared with his blood, from where it had lodged in his flesh. 'Senbon.' he thought disdainfully. 'As if that would-'

He crumpled to his knees. "What the-" he hissed, senbon falling from suddenly numb fingers. "Ah, I see my little concoction works on the Jaganshi, as well." A silver-haired ningen stepped into Hiei's line of sight. "I was a little concerned it wouldn't, but it all seems to work out fine."

Grey was creeping into the edges of Hiei's vision. "Ningen…what did…you do?" his words were forced.

Another chuckle, and Hiei decided he really didn't like this ningen.

"Not to worry, Jaganshi." he smirked. "It'll wear off…eventually."

The ningen's face was the last thing Hiei saw before he blacked out.

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