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According to Narutopedia Mitarashi Anko is the creator of Naruto's favorite female character.
"Anko," Orochimaru said.
He'd been engaged in a battle with his former student. She'd been fighting for her life, or so she thought. In reality he'd never kill hill his favorite student-plaything. Orochimaru enjoyed tormenting her mentally too much, and Anko had just had a special place in his heart. Not that he'd ever admit that aloud, or that he actually had a heart.
It was during the battle, which had consisted of him easily dodging her attacks and taunting her while she did everything she could to make a hair of his out of place that an evil idea had occurred to him. Spawned from a plant in the branches of a tree that had caught his eye; his evil grin had widened and he'd spoken Anko's name.
"What?" Anko growled, crouching defensively several feet from him.
"We're under the mistletoe," he said, and nodded towards the plant.
Anko blinked, her mouth opening, cheeks reddening…and then ran away. Leaving Orochimaru grinning like the demon he was in the woods. 'No matter,' he thought. After all there was always next year, the kisses he stole from Anko while she slept.
"I've got time to make you mine Anko-chan," he called after her, the evil grin still prominent on his lips.
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