AN: This came to me after reading a kind of depressing JiraOro. Hope this is good enough for those of you who missed my writings this week. Also, the italics mean Jiraiya is thinking over some of the old things that happened...it isn't from Jira's POV, but it's Jira-centric. Pairing: JiraOro Yaoi, Lemon, Young Sanin, Jiraiya-centric chapter ****************************************************************************
Without fail, Orochimaru was always the same; quiet, brooding, thoughtful and distracted from normal human 'rituals', as he called them. He was focused on learning, knowledge, becoming the greatest being in the world, and it almost seemed like there was nothing that could deter him. Well, there was one thing that Jiraiya knew would switch his personality completely.
"I want mooooooooooore, Jira-chaaan~!" The soft whine had the white-haired teen shelling out another couple hundred ryo to feed his friend's need. The man ordered several more glowing purple drinks before tossing them back like a pro and wriggling a little beside Jiraiya before clinging to him, "You're so warm, Jira-chan~." He complimented with a giggle. If there was one thing that the toad sanin had never heard in his life, it was a giggle out of Orochimaru's mouth.
But alcohol changed him. Sure, it wasn't quite the loving all-the-time thing that Jiraiya would have been content with, but getting Orochimaru was worth the complaints and generally upset noises he made the morning after, when his head and rear hurt. It was times like these, though, that the slightly younger male wished his love could be drunk all the time. However, he had no idea that a new jutsu he had to learn to summon his toads quicker and with a little less problem...well, he didn't know that it would have such an affect on his snakey friend.
As soon as he had entered the room, something was up. Oro-chan was swaying a little as he stood in the doorway, looking a little drunk. He peered around a moment, sniffing softly, before he dropped onto the couch that Jiraiya sat upon. The snake crawled up and took a big whiff, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he rest his head against his friend's shoulder. "Jiraiya..." His voice sounded thick with arousal and his eyes swam in a pleasurable fog, "What is that delightful smell?"
These thoughts going through his mind only further prepared the white-haired sanin for what he was going to be doing tonight. He wanted Orochimaru to be his, at least at night, and he would make sure that the snake would continue to be his for the next week. Of course, he had to repeatedly summon Gamakichi, and the toad was getting on his nerves, but it was for a good cause.
Before Orochimaru arrived back at home, Jiraiya made sure to get the self-mix recipes for his favorite drinks and to smell hot and heady of that jutsu to get his way. He'd definitely have his snake to himself, after this. With the way he'd seen Orochimaru go, they'd be trapped in the house for weeks, with only minimal breaks for bathroom and nutrients lapped off of each other's bodies. Ooh, he was excited already.
*********************************************************************** AN: I know this was short, but this is just an introductory chapter for what is to come. There will be one more, Oro-centric, and then the fun will start. :3