Hey everyone! Time for chapter two~ Let's see how Kabuto and Shizune FINALLY meet shall we?
And to response to the last comments
To michiko-naoki - Thank you. I didn't want Oorochimaru to be "evil" in this story (even if he was just mentioned and did not appear) just a little crazy. Because I know Kabuto originally was attached to him, so were Tsunade and Jaraiya. To make him a long lost crazy friend seemed the most friendly bet.
Anyway, Enjoy!
Sun.
Blazing sun.
Blinding sun.
He could have sworn the curtains were closed.
He wished nothing more than to have that sun burn itself away into ashes and leave him in darkness; Sweet…blissful darkness.
But now with his conscious awake, that darkness has grown less friendly.
Flashbacks of the week before rose to his mind's eye. The diner, the rented room and eventually came along remembering all the innocent faces he'll never see again. The fires consuming everything, the people fleeing from the scene, right into more fires...
Kabuto groaned and shuffled a bit in his bed. He doesn't want to think on the present or the past. He merely wants to go back to sleep and slowly waste away from the world.
His arms had found something big and soft; "Pillow" his brain said. He made a lazy grab for it and held it to his chest as tightly as he could, hoping some comfort from this cushion would bring him some relief of his past. Sleep began to overcome him yet again and he barely felt the pillow hug back.
Wait. Backtrack.
Kabuto for a minute thought he was dreaming. A very good dream in fact. Maybe he was having that old dream where he was an older man married and waking up in a bed with his wife and his kids jumping at feet begging for breakfast. That one was always a heartbreaker whenever he would truly wake up.
With some difficultly, Kabuto forced his eyes open, feeling the pain of the sunlight shining within the room. Why did the walls have to be so damn light? Who paints it light blue anyway? Some kind of boy must have lived in here before…
The old doctor forced his gaze open as he stared at the ruffled sheets hanging over the bed. Only one covered him. Four of his legs stuck out from-
"When I become an octopus?" the white haired man thought sleepily.
Something shifted in his arms and he looked down to his "pillow". He was faced with a woman sleeping on his shoulder. Short raven locks spread over his forearm. The bangs swayed over her forehead gently like glass shards never piercing her porcelain skin. Thick lashes stayed closed, deep in sleep, but he could see hints of stress and lack of sleep under the closed lids. He found himself wondering just what color the eyes behind the lashes could be.
Staring at this mysterious face reminded him of a child; Innocent and pure from evil. Or possibly an angel; just as pure and innocent but also majestic and beautiful with the grace of the heavens.
Kabuto made no movement at all. Too afraid to move and find out if this was truly a dream. Slowly his mind tried to put the pieces together (leave it to him to analyze even a dream). As memory serves, he can't recall what happened the night before to have a woman come into his bed.
Perhaps he ran into her in his sleep deprived and depressed state and they "did it" for a simple fling in a moment of desperation? She certainly looked beautiful enough, but that can't be it. Her face portrayed too much innocence to be that kind of girl. Or maybe he was drunk? He certainly felt sick and tired enough in a unlikely. He doesn't drink. He hadn't touch one alcohol drink since the start of his professional career.
Which concludes one thing.
"This has to be a dream. One that was too good to be true."
The slumbering beauty stirred again, shifting in his muscular arms. He wasn't worried. This was dream after all. He's sure to wake up soon. Best now to let the dream progress and watch what will happen next.
The rest of her body moved and it was then for the first time Kabuto felt her curves rub against his. He didn't need to look to know this woman had a fine body on her. It almost made him wish he wouldn't wake up and sleep long enough to watch her move against him. But he was so curious about those eyes...
Just looking at this fantasy angel face made all the worries in the world Kabuto had disappear in a flash. Shame she wasn't real.
The matter grew uneasy as the female winced at the light hitting her face, twisting around to bury her face in his arm. To ease this maiden's pain, Kabuto leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Good morning…" he whispered.
The woman fluttered her eyes open. Kabuto felt his heart grow warm as he finally saw the eyes of the woman. Deep blue, with bits of purple shined behind those thick lashes. Almost inky black.
Kabuto did nothing and said nothing and merely stared back at the woman, drinking her beauty in as much as possible.
The eyes of the woman squinted a bit to get a better look at his face, but proved difficult because of the glare from the sun behind him. He supposed he looked strange without his glasses on and most likely his hair tie falling off during the night. She moved a little closer to his face, which he in turn, did not mind in the least. He did in fact, leaned in closer to her face and his forehead brushing against hers. This was his dream after all, and he intended to get the most out of it.
The woman blinked once. Twice. Five times, before her eyes went as large as saucers and stared at his face in shock. Kabuto raised an eyebrow at her questionably.
"What's the matter?"
The only response he got was a high pitched scream and a fist sent flying to his chin. He, being caught off guard, felt the full force of the punch and was sent backwards off the bed. The woman continued to scream at the top of her lungs, bringing the sheets up to her chest as though she was naked instead of fully clad in a button up shirt.
Kabuto meanwhile laid on his back on the side of the bed with his legs hanging off the side and his cheek burning and head spinning. He stared up at the ceiling bewildered and concluded one thing.
Not a dream.
"PERVERT!" he heard the woman scream as she rushed out the door still clinging the sheet to her body and slamming the door behind her.
Kabuto rolled to his side and letting his feet fall to the ground. He then struggled to climb the bed sheets in his half awake state, feeling more like a mountain climber breathing thin air than anything else. After cascading the black and white checkered pattern blanket, Kabuto sat there staring at the door in his think white button up shirt and boxers bewildered. He leaned his chin on his hand and gave a struggling noise.
"What in Heaven's name did I do last ni-"
"WHERE IS HE?" the door burst open by a wild, long haired man, standing there in nothing but a robe loosely tied and holding a rifle in hand. A mad look was seen in this man's dark eyes as he scanned the room while snarling angrily. His eyes landed on the meek doctor and they widened in shock. "YOU? Don't you have no shame?" he shouted. Kabuto jumped at sight of the rifle aimed at his heart and held his hands up high above his head.
"Yeah!" Shizune cried out from behind him glaring at the white haired doctor. "You tell him uncle-"
"You should have taken her clothes off first, and then things would have gone more smoothly."
A silence dragged on, both ex-nurse and ex-doctor staring at the man unbelievably stupified. Kabuto was the first to regain his composure.
"I didn't do anything with her!" Kabuto exclaimed feeling his cheeks flush.
"Oh? And why not?" the wild haired man said. Oddly enough he cocked the gun after his next words, "She not good enough for ya?"
"I don't know who she is!"
"That never stopped me before." the old man leered. Kabuto just blanched at the perverted man until he caught sight of pigtails entering the doorway.
"Ain't that the truth." came a fourth voice from behind. Tsunade stood there in her robe looking less than pleased. Her husband gave a humored chuckle.
"That is, until I met the most beautiful woman of all time!" he grinned. Truth was in his words obviously, and no one was about to argue with him with the shapely woman standing there in the bunny slippers.
Tsunade gave a small grin herself and looked into the room to wave at the doctor. "Hello there doc!"
Kabuto, ever so lost, waved back. "Um…good morning?"
"AUNTY!" Shizune screamed in horror. "You know him?"
"Hmm? Yea he paid last night. Why?" the woman replied casually. She glanced up at the motel room number and slapped her forehead. "Oh yeah! I knew I forgot something!"
"Forgot what? That a man was sleeping in my bed in my room before I got here?" Shizune screamed.
"No, that I forgot to watch my favorite show last night."
The black haired woman gave a strangled cry and slammed her face against the wall. Tsunade ignored her for the time being and entered the room to pick up the young man by the shirt. For a woman looking so petite, she sure was strong. "I can trust your word if you told me you didn't try anything with my niece, can't I?" the old woman said in a low tone through a kind smile. Kabuto heard the threat to her words and gulped nervously.
"O-Of course I didn't! I would never think of doing anything! Honest!" Kabuto stammered with an uneasy smile. The blond woman gave a nod. He glanced over her shoulder to the man to see him smirking amused. Were they enjoying this?
"Ok then." she said and dropped the man back on his rear.
"Ow…"
"Well, since you are a paying customer, we can't kick you out…so, you'll just have to stay here." she concluded. Outside Shizune gave a shriek.
"WHAT? You can't be serious!"
"Shizune, relax. You really too uptight." the woman said walking out the door. She glanced at the other people in their rooms peeking out of their doors to see all the commotion at so early of an hour. Shizune blushed deeply and hoped they wouldn't find out she was the one who was screaming.
It was then she realized she was still only wearing her small white shirt with nothing but a sheet to cover her shivering body. Her face heated up to a deep red and hid behind her Aunt embarrassed.
"What's all the noise about?" said an angered man storming out of his room. He had a mask wrapped around his mouth and chin with his cold steel eyes filled with anger. Behind him a young kid with long dark hair came out yawning. "Go back to bed Haku." the man said without turning around. The girlie looking boy obeyed and walked back inside.
"I'm sorry sir. Just a little misunderstanding. Nothing to worry about." Jiraiya said with a practiced, calm grin. The man eyed the rifle in his hand and he gave a chuckle. "Um…well, maybe a bigger misunderstanding than usual."
"Nothing to see here, go back to bed. Free breakfast for everyone for the rude intrusion." Tsunade said curtly to all her customers. Her hard gaze was sent to any who dared say otherwise to her kind action. They all shuffled back to bed, but not before the man glared at Shizune at the corner of his eye in his doorway.
"Damn woman can't keep her mouth shut or her business in her pants." he grumbled. The man was suddenly met with the barrel of the rifle pointing to his face.
"Say that again wipper snapper?" Jiraiya said glaring daggers at him.
The man didn't back down and met the rifle head on, his gaze never faulting from the old man. "You heard me."
"Come on Uncle Zabuza. Let's go to bed. It's too early to kill." his nephew called from within. The man did not move at first but then nodded. "Sure whatever." he said and entered the room, slamming the door in Jiraiya's face.
"Honey…why did you let him have a room?" Jiraiya asked eying the door for a minute.
"He won the room out of a gambling match we had the other day." Tsunade answered. Shizune at her side dropped her head into her hands, completely humiliated.
"I hate my life." she muttered.
"Ah don't say that." Tsunade said patting her on the back. "It's only morning. Your day's just beginning."
"That helps." the girl grumbled.
"Good to hear! Now get ready! I want you to get another job so that you won't be stuck here for long!"
"I thought you said I could take my time!" Shizune cried out.
"I only said that to make you feel better last night! Now get over it and get to it!" her aunt yelled. The poor ex-nurse groaned until her uncle patted her back comfortingly.
"Don't worry. You can still stay for a while. It's been so long since we saw you." the white haired hermit said grinning. Shizune nodded at her step-uncle and gave him a hug.
"Yeah…already I'm reliving the memories." she said more in despair than happy. Jiraiya let out a laugh and walked off leaving the girl to wallow in her misery.
That is, until she remembered the man inside.
Shizune looked back into the room to find the gray haired man was placing his circular rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, pulling his hair back. He glanced at her and gave a boyish smile. She only blinked confusedly at this.
"Hello. I don't believe we came off on the right foot." he said walking around the bed holding out his hand. "My name's Kabuto Yakushi. And…I think your aunt called you Shizune?"
The woman didn't answer him; only glared at his ink colored eyes. "What was that back there?" she said.
Kabuto blinked. "Pardon?"
"This morning!" the nurse exclaimed, but then covered her mouth blushing. She glanced at the closed doors, as though expecting the same angry man come barging out. "Come in here!" she growled, grabbing the man by the arm and pulling him inside while slamming the door behind her. She whipped around and pointed at his face. "What were you thinking when you holding me like I was your girl this morning?" she asked. Her irises darkened with furious fumes.
So far everything has been going wrong for her and she will not stand to be humiliated in front of a crowd again! The memory of the doctor was still fresh on her mind. She pushed the thought away and folded her arms. "Well?"
Kabuto scratched the back of his neck. "Hoo boy…he was in trouble now". Things just weren't going his way lately. First the fire, now this. He hardly considered this any worse than the fire, but the look in the girl's eye did give him a bad feeling. A feeling like she's going to remember this for a LONG time and won't let HIM forget.
"Um, look I'm sorry. I was kinda in a dream and thought you were a part of it." Kabuto said still smiling, though a little uneasily now. He was never good handling women unless it was in an office.
"Yeah right! You expect me to believe that?" Shizune snapped. "I bet you were trying to feel me up last night!" she said growing embarrassed at what she was implying.
Kabuto bit his lip and glanced away irritated. He already considered the woman TOO loud, TOO hyper, and much TOO annoying. Did he really think she was gentle and sweet like he dreamed? "Well, don't flatter yourself. I wasn't thinking of doing that. Not much to feel." he said. Total lie, but he didn't feel like flattering her.
The flame in Shizune burst open and she let her mouth gape open like a fish in shock! "Oh no he didn't! That little-"
"Excuse me? Who was the one kissing me on the forehead, saying, "Good morning" and all that crap!" she yelled.
Kabuto blushed. He turned to frown at the woman. His patience was running thin and a headache was gathering. "Look! I said I was sorry, I was dreaming, and I thought you were some beautiful woman I slept with last night! I Guess I was wrong." he said smirking slightly.
Shizune trembled with fury now. She narrowed her eyes at his glasses and hissed, "Well I hope you enjoyed it. Because I just know with that smart ass attitude, it'll be the last dream of ANY kind woman in your bed you'll have ever again!"
"I can dream plenty on my own thanks."
"Which is all you'll get!"
"That's fine so long as your not in them."
"I wouldn't be caught dead in your dreams..."
The two medics glared at each other angrily for a full minute and turned away from each other in a huff. Shizune gathered up her sheet from the floor and walked to the bathroom, holding her only cover like a dress. "I'm taking a shower. And when I come out, I expect YOU to be gone!" she yelled.
"Ah, I do believe your aunt told me that I was a paying customer? Unlike you?" Kabuto gloated, smirking at her angry and surprised features. "This room is as much of mine as it is yours." he grinned. "I'm not going anywhere."
Shizune stuttered out some incoherent words before running back out of the bathroom to face him once more. "You can't do that!" she exclaimed. She didn't bother to lower her voice anymore. "This was my room first! So I demand you out of here! Get another room, there are plenty."
"Sorry, but I am paying for my stay in THIS room. And I won't be kicked out by some spoiled little priss!" Kabuto sneered.
"I swear…" Shizune growled, holding out a finger to his chest. "If you don't leave, I'll-"
"You'll…what?" Kabuto said leaning close to her face, smiling not-so-innocently. Shizune clamped her mouth up, leaving her finger to tremble under his chin. Her narrowed ink colored eyes stared into his smug face until she dropped her hand with a frustrated grunt. "You're made of shi-"
"Ah, ah, ah!" Kabuto said waving a finger. "Respect paying customer's please." he said. "Don't worry. I'll be gone soon anyway. I'll be looking for a job."
"I pray you get one soon." Shizune growled and turned on her heel to stomp back into the bathroom. She failed to notice the sudden draft.
"Oh, and nice legs!" she heard Kabuto laugh. Shizune gave a shriek as she realized she dropped her blanket when she stormed out of the bathroom! The woman pulled her shirt as far down at it could, but only came to brush her thighs. "Ass hole!" she shouted and threw the door shut.
Kabuto only chuckled and went to change. He may have had a rough two days, but he had to admit he just had the most fun in years!
THese two...they really do hate each other don't they? Kabuto seems to have a new hobby though, messing with Shizune is too much fun. Enjoy the anger and tantrums!
