Hey everyone this is my new story called, "Orochimaru's Child". Down below is my OC, Akira's description. Please don't flame me! Also don't complain about the pairings, it really urks me when people complain! Dx
Name: Akira
Age: Fifteen
DOB: November 2nd
Gender: Male
Height: 5'4"
Hair Color & Length: Black; white highlights ends at shoulders
Eye Color: Amber; pupils are slits
Occupation: Apprentice of Orochimaru (also his and Jiraiya's son)
Skill's: Has snake-like abilities like Orochimaru, knows genjustu, taitjustu, excellent in hand-to-hand combat, swordsman
Village: Sound
Personality: Sweet, cute, sadistic, perverted (gets it from Jiraiya), clueless (sometimes), funny
Background: By some miracle jutsu and the power of the great snake sannin, Akira was born into the world. He technically doesn't have a mother; both of his parents are male. Theirs names are Jiraiya and Orochimaru, two of the great sannin's. Life for him though was quite difficult growing up. Jiraiya lived in a complete different village and could only sneak out of Konoha into the Sound to meet his lover and public enemy number one, Orochimaru. So he barely ever saw his father. His papa (Orochimaru), was a busy man but did have enough time to spend with his child. He noticed that Akira had gained most of his abilities from him. He had his raven hair with tiny hints of white in it; he had his golden snake-like eyes, even his creamy white skin. Though at an earlier age, since he was living in Orochimaru's hideout he was introduced to Kabuto. The silver hair teen wasn't the nicest of people in the hideout. He used to mess with him, make fun of him, and once he even broke his arm! Akira never understood why he was treated with such cruelty but he later discovered was that he got all of his papa's attention.
It's a stupid reason to hurt someone and treat them with vile behavior but it didn't end there. When Akira was only three, Kabuto wanted to experiment on him to see if his implications on the DNA of the great Akamataa, a powerful snake spirit. He injected him with the spirits DNA when he was fast asleep and somehow the DNA molded itself with his own and his human feature began to change. His canine's turned to long fangs, his finger nails grew to a point, his legs began to mesh together till it created a amethyst colored snake tail. Akira's organs had moved and shifted into different areas to match his changed figure. He himself had turned into that of a naga! Kabuto of course was impressed with this experiment but not with Orochimaru. The Sannin was shocked by the transformation of his own and only offspring and he sent Kabuto into one of his many dungeon's where he kept his prisoners for when he needed a new host. The once human appearance of Akira had changed and now he was going to live a life as a experiment for his 'mother's' own pleasure. Orochimaru used his new appearance and skills to his advantage and he still loved his son whether he was normal or not. Jiraiya on the other hand wasn't to pleased witht he results. Akira one night could here his father's screaming at each other, arguing over him and what had become of him. It seemed like the yelling had never stopped till finally Jiraiya ended it with a 'goodbye' and stormed out of the room leaving behind a broken, angered, a greived Orochimaru. Of course Akira was to young to understand the meaning of what had laid out before his eyes but he did realise one thing.
He was the reason that Orochimaru grew to hate Jiraiya, Konoha, and himself.
Chapter One: Am I the Reason Why?
(This scene takes place after Akira watches his father leave)
He could hear crying. Welts of sobs wracked through his papa's body as he peered through the closet door. Why was papa crying? He was only three at the time and couldn't comprehend the meaning of the situation. Creak. The closet door gentley opened as a the small Akira slithered out with wide, hurt, amber eyes. "Papa?" Orochimaru slowly turned his head, his golden eyes landing on his only son. "What's wrong honey?" The newly changed naga slithered over towards his papa and tightly wrapped his delicate arms around the older mans waist. "Why papa crying? Akira don't like papa sad." The three year old mustered up. The sannin sighed as he held his son close to his chest and rubbed his back. Your father left us...and he isn't coming back. How was he supposed to say this to a young child? The boy wouldn't understand. With a shallow breath his golden eyes locked onto the boy own amber ones. "He is mad at papa and Kabuto. So he said he's gonna go back to his village for awhile..." Akira's eyes widened at Kabuto's name. He hated that man. He truely, truely hated him for what he had done. He could understand why father would be mad at that but...why was he mad at papa? "Is father coming back?" Orochimaru stilled at the question and he slowly nodded, even though it was a complete lie. "When?" "In time. Now I think it's time for little snakes to go to bed." Orochimaru laid his son down on his bed and pulled the covers over the boy, except for his scaley amethyst tail. The sannin laid a gentle kiss onto his son's forehead before laying down beside him, wrapping his arms around the young naga and brought him close to his chest, letting his son know that everything would be fine. Akira slowly drifted to sleep in the warm comfort of his papa's arms but one thing kept plaguing his mind, Am I the reason why?
(Seven Years Later)
"Papa! Sasuke nii-chan is being mean!" A pitched whine shattered through the underground hideout that was the legendary sannin's Orochimaru's. A ten year old was running as fast as he could to get away from the raven haired Uchiha that was dashing after him. His red eyes filled with rage after what the young boy had interuppted his training with Orochimaru by taking his sword and swinging it around as if it was a regular old play toy. From within the training hall, Orochimaru was rubbing his temples. His son was starting to become a hassal ever since he began growing curious about what he did in life and why Sasuke had showed up with a bunch of weapons. Of course the young boy didn't know what a weapon was yet but that didn't stop him from 'playing' with it. "Come back you little runt!" Sasuke's voice could also be heard through the hallway. Damn, maybe I should have one of my other servants watch over the boy instead.. Orochimaru soon walked out into the hallway only to be thrown off balance as Akira latched onto his leg, wanting to be protected by the fiery rage of Sasuke. Speaking of Sasuke, the Uchiha slid into the snake's view. The boy was seething with rage and maybe a hint of jealousy as he stared down at the amber eyed ten year old. "Papa! Sasuke nii-chan is being mean! Tell him to stop!" Orochimaru eyed the boy for a moment at his plea before picking the boy up into his arms and leaning him against his shoulder. "Akira you know your not supposed to bother Sasuke-chan while he's training. It's rude." Akira stared up at his papa with innocent eyes before a small 'ooh' slipped out. He turned his head to face the cold faced Uchiha with a small frown. "I sorry Sasuke nii-chan...didn't know I was bothering you." Sasuke sighed at the young boys apology before nodding with a 'hnn.' Orochimaru placed his son back onto the floor before saying, "Now why don't you go to your room and study, alright? You still need to figure out if you want to keep your tail or not." The last sentence came out as a whisper into the boy's ear. "Hai!" Before Orochimaru and Sasuke knew it, the young charge bolted down the hallway towards his room. He kinda acts like the dobe.. The raven's thoughts moved on towards his life back in Konoha when he was with his dobe, Naruto. He missed the blonde but gaining more power to kill his brother was his main goal in life and he was only holding him back. "He's quite the handful, Orochimaru-sama." "Yes but he'll be a strong shinobi one day. Now let's get back to your training, Sasuke-kun." "Hai." The pair of raven's melted into the darkness of the hallway before being led back into the training hall.
