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Jiraiya strolled through the classroom block, intent on finding Orochimaru. It has been a month since the Snake Sannin have started training Anko, and he wondered if they were getting along. Knowing his friend's volatile temper, he'd count it as a good omen if Anko was still alive.
As he passed by a classroom, a familiar voice drifted through the crack in the door.
"Anko, you have to lick it properly. If it drips, it going to get messy."
"But I want to take it slow." Anko's whiny voice was distinguishable from Orochimaru's almost monotonous one.
"I'd rather you suck it in whole. That'll make this faster..."
"But I don't like the whole thing in my mouth-"
After a while, Anko's heavy breathing filled the room. "Urgh, that could have suffocated me, you know that? I told you that it was too big, but did you listen? NO, you just have to shove that whole thing into my mouth! How the heck am I supposed to enjoy the process?"
"Oh, you can talk now? I guess you're done then. Finally. Now, let us get down to the real business..."
Jiraiya's eyes widened. What in the world are those two doing...
"Sensei... Can we not do this? It hurt's... I know it."
Orochimaru sighed. "I know that you've never done this before. Just be glad that I'm the one who gives you this first experience. Others may not be as gentle as I am. As for the pain, you'll get used to it."
A pause.
"Alright Anko... I'm putting it in... And you'll have to spread your thigh wider. I need more room than that."
Anko's scream pierced the air.
Orochimaru hissed. "Shit- Anko, don't grip me so tightly. It'll be hard for me to move!"
Anko's sobbing filled the room. "I..I don't want to do this anymore Orochimaru-sensei! Please, let's just stop!"
"Anko, we have to finish what we've started. I've put it in, and that was just step one. For step two, I'm going to have to take it out. Then we'll repeat this until I'm satisfied with the results." Orochimaru said calmly.
"WHAT? There's more? Wait...are you sure you've done this before?"
"Anko, I assure you that I have had enough experience to know that it'll hurt for the first time. Especially for girls. As for guys, normally, they don't feel much. At least they don't show it though. So, yes, I've done this plenty of times-"
Before Orochimaru completed his sentence, Jiraiya barged into the room. Both teacher and student's head instantly snapped up to the intruder.
"Why, Jiraiya. A pleasant surprise for you to join us."
"Hi, Mr. Toad." Anko greeted him, albeit a little sulkily.
Jiraiya's frantic eyes slowly took in the scene. Anko was sitting on a table, holding an empty Popsicle stick in one hand, and her other hand was leaving crescent indents on Orochimaru's pale arm. Orochimaru's arm that was abused by Anko's nail was holding a needle with medical tread, the other arm holding Anko's thigh in place.
"Well, as you can see, Anko was getting her first stitching, and she is making a huge fuss about it."
"I still think that I deserve more than a Popsicle. And more time to savor it without having the whole thing being stuffed into my mouth!" Anko declared stubbornly.
Orochimaru was about to retort her statement, until he noticed something. "...Jiraiya... Is there any specific reason why your nose is bleeding?"
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