Disclaimer thing: I do not own Naruto, and never will.

I had a hell of a time figuring this out and it took me forever and I editied it a bunch... but I finally finished it! Sorry to anyone who read my messed up versions! ( - )

This is an Orochi/Anko fic. So if you hate this parring I suggest you evacuate now. Thank you.

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The morning light was peaking through the half opened curtains as Anko arouse from her slumber. She yawned and tried to rub the remaining sleep from her eyes. As she was doing so she noticed the man beside her stirring in his sleep, muttering about that 'Sasuke-kun' again. She felt a twinge of jealousy towards him. He had potential and was Orochimaru's favorite, while she would work herself to death day in and day out only to have him smirk at her and tell her to try harder! "Great," She muttered. "I'm Jealous of a fifteen year-old. What next?" She grumbled and slipped out of bed walking towards the closet to pick out her wardrobe for the day. He face turned pink. She had always known that Orochimaru was one to dress unusually, but she never thought that he'd actually own one of those. She tossed the garment aside and picked out a white robe with purple lining for herself. As she finished getting dressed she heard someone in the shower. She grinned. Now it was time for payback.

One step, two steps, three. She walked with the stealth of a cat towards the bathroom. She smirked. Oh, this would be entertaining. As she opened the door and slowly crept in she held a bucket filled with cold water. As she placed it ontop of the door, she frowned. It wasn't quite perfect yet. Everything had to be done exactly according to plan otherwise it wouldn't work. Nothing could go wrong.Too bad she didn't know that a pair of golden eyes were watching her at that very moment with a hint of amusement. Nor did she realise that he had gotten out of the shower, and was standing right behind her. For he is much stealthier and quiter than she. Anko gasped as warm, wet arms snaked their way around her waist. If she hadn't noticed him then. She certianly did now. Orochimaru smirked. "Were you trying to pull that old prank on me Anko-chan?" He purred in her ear. "So what?" She growled. His smooth words still ringing in her ears as she looked up at her unfinished masterpiece. "It's not like it happened or anything." He chuckled as Anko glared at him. "Just what are you laugh-" She never finished her sentence because at that moment Orochimaru kissed her, putting a stop to anything she was going to say. Her eyes widened. He looked into her shocked eyes and simply said; "I'll be getting dressed now." He walked out of the bathroom leaving behind a very confused but happy Anko by herself.

As he was rummaging through the closet looking for something to wear, he smirked. He loved her morning pranks, they were priceless.

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