Hello all this is my first fanfic., ever. I hope you enjoy it. R&R, this is an OroAnko- something I'm not entirely sure how this will play out.

Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Naruto, nor am I using this to make money in anyway… etc. etc.

Anko sat against a tree with the remains of her lunch next to her. She finished the last of her dango. Anko had just returned from her latest ANBU mission. She stared at the clouds, processing the information she had received from Tsunade-sama. The Kyuubi kid was back. That was a sure sign things would start happening soon.

She twirled the dango stick in her fingers, thinking of the events that had passed three years earlier. She snapped the stick when she felt the old frustration rise at her failure to help Sasuke. How could she have let Orochimaru take him? She flung the pieces away, trying to fend off the confused feelings she felt. Mostly she was angry, but she felt the green tint of, well, jealousy on the edges.

She shook herself mentally. She refused to let those feelings return, she had given him up. She hadn't been cast off she had chosen not to go with him. Then why did she still feel abandoned. Anko scooped up the trash from her lunch and found a trash can to dump it into. She needed to do something she had too much time on her hands if she was going to think those thoughts again. It was time for her to find a distraction. Training that was what she need; she hurried off into the forest. She was so absorbed in that thought she didn't even notice the pretty rainbow circling the sun.

Anko had so immersed herself in rigorous training; she had successfully forgotten her earlier troubles. She also forgot the time of day. She finally remembered herself when a sharp pain surged through her shoulder. The sun had just set as she could tell by the, oh so faint, pink on the western horizon. She clutched her curse mark, her heart began pounding. A big snake slithered across the ground and made straight toward Anko.

She gasped the pain from her curse mark increased. She felt the all too familiar sensation of pain writhing throughout her entire body. Her senses were becoming blinded by the pain. She saw the snake slither around her legs. She liked snakes, normally but this was not normal. It acted as a rope to bind her legs. Then she heard what she had been dreading.

"Hello Anko long time no see." She tried to find the source of the voice, the cold, evil, deceptive voice. The pain was getting worse, so was her temper. She hated his guts, what was he doing here? If she could think straight she would have run straight to the Hokage for reinforcements. Unfortunately, she was not thinking straight.

"Where are you? Orochimaru, you bastard! Come out and fight me!" She tried to take a step forward, forgetting the snake. An unfortunate mistake; she ended up face first on the ground. She heard his cold laugh.

"Is that any way to greet your old sensei?" His amusement was clear, Anko heard him slither towards her. She struggled to get up. She saw the hem of his robe in front of her. She rolled in a last desperate attempt to escape. An elastic arm shot out and grabbed her drawing her up. She swallowed closing her eyes.

"Why are you here?" She asked her voice rough from pain. Her shirt stuck to her back from sweat. Orochimaru brushed the hair that had fallen over her eyes back into place. He gave her a sadistic half-smile.

"It's a secret," his eyes glittered, with pleasure, "however; if you open your eyes everything will become clear." She clenched her lids shut, it would probably be genjustu. "Not going to play along, then. You always were a rebellious student." His pitiless smile deepened. He grabbed her roughly, bringing her in closer. His lips crashed against hers. She opened her eyes in shock, to be met be twinkling, yellow, snake eyes. His plan had worked Anko felt the world getting darker.

"You bas-tard…" she managed before she went completely limp. The last conscious memory she had was Orochimaru caressing her cheek like he had three years ago in the woods, smiling his twisted smile.

The genjutsu was garbled like a dream, but she was sitting in room wearing a purple, floral yukata. A soft-spoken girl with long black hair and sad blue eyes, attended her, leading Anko through a room with a high vaulted ceiling held up by ornate pillars. The girl hugged Anko, and ran. Anko turned around and was confronted by a pair of large, yellow snake eyes. Then everything was blank.

So, I hoped you guys enjoyed this story, tell me if you want more. Thank You