AN:Even though I .. ah.. really really don't like Sasuke all that much, this Story idea's kind of ... old-ish, and was originally written for one of my friends almost a year ago. 8D So yeah.
Plus, there aren't any good SasukexOCs out there, or they're all humor. WHY ARE THEY ALL FUCKING HUMOR FICS!?(I started one, and the writing style was kind of intolerable. The OC seemed rather like a self-insert, too. 8l AND A MARY SUE DAMMIT. )I also really really like Arashiri, as an OC. (Even though I've been working on plans to flesh Maigo/Agari Arashi out really well, I like this OC a bit more for some reason.) AND HUSH YOU, I WAS LAZY WHEN COMING UP WITH OC NAMES.
A bit on cursed seals: I'm not sure which names have and haven't been used for seals(except gaia, earth, and heaven, I think.), and Hiraishin means, roughly, 'lightning rod'. 8DDDD
Sasuke waited as the doors to Orochimaru's inner sanctum opened millimetre by millimetre. Some part inside him screeched in irritation. He ignored it. Orochimaru had an important mission for him, and somebody besides Kabuto as an accomplice, Sasuke thought Orochimaru had hinted at.
When, finally, he was able to step in, Orochimaru was seated in his throne, a thoughtful expression on his mildly reptilian face.
"Ah, Sasuke-kun. I asked Kabuto to find somebody that needed field experience. And what he found was wonderful!" Orochimaru closed his yellow snake eyes and smiled.
Sasuke found it was mildly creepy, but didn't feel like making any snide remarks. Taking a deep breath, he was about to ask what was so fucking wonderful—mildly snarky, he realized, but no way around it—about this person, when Kabuto burst through one of the side entrances.
"Orochimaru-sama! Here she is!" Was that a smirk on glasses' face?
With that, Kabuto turned, the light glaring off his glasses (hence Sasuke's annoying nickname), and tugged on a previously unnoticed chain. Sasuke watched as somebody shuffled out, arms and ankles bound by heavy cuffs.
Orochimaru smirked a ghastly smirk at Sasuke's confusion. "You see, Sasuke-kun, Arashiri here has a slight problem with self-control. I had nearly forgotten about her before Kabuto suggested it; in fact, she was one of my earlier experiments with sealing techniques."
"Which seal?" was all Sasuke asked, quickly settling his face back into the usual mask of neutrality.
"Hiraishin."
Lightning seal. Sasuke had heard about it every once in awhile. Supposedly one of the earlier seals, only three or four people had survived it. And only one escaped execution. The seal had been named so because of the element it affected, and how the person drew chakra from both the seal and others.
So this was the one that had escaped execution, eh, Sasuke thought, giving her a brief once-over. Expression; she looked like the waterworks could start at any moment. A short mop of black hair, a few long, thin braids, extremely long sleeves on short robe, black shorts, black sandals, black shin guards, pale skin. Instead of a thick rope belt, however, she sported a cord wrapped around the belt at her waist, and tied in an intricate, loopy knot.
Not all that impressive.
Kabuto cleared his throat and snapped Sasuke out of his reverie.
"Kabuto, take her bonds off."
"A-are you..."
"I'm quite certain."
Reluctantly, Kabuto turned around, stepped over the dropped chain-link, and bent over to unseal Arashiri's bonds. That done, he cautiously backed away. Who knew what she could do?
Sasuke rolled his eyes a bit at Kabuto's blatant display of fear. What could there be to possibly instill that kind of fear in somebody like Kabuto? Even Orochimaru seemed to look slightly...nervous. Really, was this the survivor of the tales he had heard, this pitiful, sad, miserable excuse for a kunoichi?
"Sasuke-kun, I'm sure you would like to know what your and Arashiri's mission is about, correct?" Orochimaru broke the silence.
"Hn." Sasuke gave his usual noncommittal reply.
"You and Arashiri, your charge," Orochimaru rasped, "Will head over to the Lightning region to take care of a few hotheaded informants rumored to have decided to give away our position. This scroll has their names and contact details. Shouldn't be too hard, even with you watching your back at every moment."
"When will we leave?" Sasuke ignored Kabuto's nervous chattering and protests.
"Today, if you wish." Orochimaru shrugged.
"Very well. I would prefer to leave now." Sasuke glanced over at Arashiri, who seemed to perk up ever so slightly at the suggestion.
The reptilian man sniggered before tossing the aforementioned scroll to Sasuke. "If you can get her out of this room, you may leave now."
Sasuke thought for a moment, and glanced at Arashiri. Her lips had parted a bit, and she was staring at him with a barely hidden desperation. He jerked his head towards the door, and she took a shaky step forward, then another, and another.
As she walked, Sasuke noticed that her sleeves reached a bit past her knees. Why would that be? No matter; Arashiri was standing directly in front of him. She was several centimeters shorter than he, and mouthed something.
It looked like the word 'please.' Over and over. Sasuke closed his eyes and nodded.
"We'll be off, then."