A/N: Second chappie is here! I need inspiration! If you have any twists or ideas you're wanting to send, just PM them to me or whatnot. I'll give credit in the chapter it's used, if I decide to use it.


After Kabuto had clicked the blue link with his cursor, he started to read. Kabuto leaned forward slightly in his chair, reading the text that had just filled the screen. "What fuck is this...?" he gasped. He blinked a few times. No, it wasn't a sick illusion. Some pervert had sat down and typed a horrendous story including him, Orochimaru-sama, and Kimimaro-kun. Kimimaro tugged on the older boy's sleeve insistently.

"Let me see-" Kimimaro began, but stopped when he saw Kabuto's expression. He was NOT a happy medic-nin, to say the least. Kabuto abruptly sat up, obscuring Kimimaro's view of the moniter, and clicked out of the offending window. "I'm taking a shower," the medic-nin murmured, obviously embarrassed, angry, or a mix of the two.

Kimimaro waited until Kabuto exited the room, and sat down in the chair. The Kaguya boy opened the web browser, and pressed "ctrl+H", which opened the history, and he found Kimimaro found the same document, and opened it. He skimmed the wall of text, and his mouth dropped open in a mixture of utter shock and disgust at some of the racy things said. This was a lemon? Kimimaro felt his cheeks burn, and vowed to kill the author of the story. How could the imbecile who wrote that actually be pleased enough to post that where everybody could find it? Was the author sick in the head?

Kimimaro got to his feet shakily, and slunk out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Unfortunately, he hadn't clicked the oh-so-important red X that was valuable in getting rid of sick stories written by twisted, perverted psyychopaths who can't get laid. He accidentally clicked minimize, which made the fanfiction available to anybody who happened to walk into the room and browse the Internet.

As he turned the corner, he saw Sasuke, who merely raised an eyebrow at Kimimaro's presence. Stupid arrogant bastard. They passed each other without a word, and Kimimaro hurried away from that hall, not realizing his folly until he had gone to almost the other side of his master's lair. Wait. Kimimaro stopped in his tracks. The only room of interest to Sasuke would likely be the computer room. The only other rooms in that hallway were a small restroom and a closet. Immediately, he spun on his heel and hurried upstairs. Nobody must see that disgusting story, he though. Kabuto and himself had been tainted already, but really. The humiliation of it all. Kimimaro almost collided with Tayuya, who cursed violently at the near-accident.

"What's with you?" she snarled. "Looking for your boyfriend, Kabuto?" Oh, shit. Had Tayuya also seen it? No, he was being paranoid. But maybe... "I don't have time for your unimportant comments." Kimimaro said, and promptly dismissed the redhead. "Bitch," he whispered under his breath. He continued on his way to the computer room, hoping to Kami that Sasuke-san wasn't reading the fanfiction


"Why was Kimimaro-san blushing?" Sasuke thought to himself as he entered the computer room, wanting to play Madness. He never told anybody, but he liked to pretend his virtual enemies were Itachi. That was better kept a secret. Sasuke also needed to ask Kabuto how to send a virus to that clown, Naruto. Sasuke made a mental note of that, and sat down in front of the screen. There was a window minimized. He should leave it alone, but he couldn't resist.

"What the hell is a fanfiction?" he wondered as he clicked the window to full size, curious to read the text that had been so terribly concealed. Famous last thoughts.


A/N: Poor them. PLEASE REVIEW!