Warnings: Orosaso, Deisaso (or SasoDei, it's currently undecided), short, fluff, angst, suicidal thoughts, a bit of OoCness

Orochimaru, Konan, and Sasori belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Plot, the murdered chick, and the police person belong to me aka petite-neko/vatelle

'In order to form new bonds, the old ones must be broken.'
My science teacher.

I watched as the cars, trees and buildings whip past me as I sat in the passenger's seat. I didn't trust myself to driving. Knowing my current status, I probably would have caused an 'accident' on purpose.

"We're here," the taxi driver spoke to me, "it'll be 1500 yen please."

I paid him the money and left the automobile, shutting the door loudly. I looked up at the prison, my mind refusing to accept the details, to accept the facts. I walked through the gates numbly, signing in and being checked for any harmful materials. I told them that I was visiting Orochimaru - his name fell off my lips with a dead tone.

It was then when I realized that I had not only blamed myself and that insolent female, I also blamed him. It struck at my broken heart. I couldn't bear to blame my lover, I couldn't give him the title of 'murderer' or that it was 'his fault'. I believed he was innocent; it was the only thing that kept me going. I couldn't see the flaws within Orochimaru. He was like me wasn't he? He wished for eternity… he desired for pure art. He can't have flaws, he had to be perfect. We were made for each other, we were the perfect couple.

They lead me to a room with a plastic border separating us. I looked anxiously up at the door where he would enter. Thousands of thoughts were running through my head, 'Has he changed? Does he still have his hair? Did they beat him? Is he unhappy? Would he turn around if he saw me? Does he still love me?!' I refused to let myself cry.

I heard the jingle of keys, and my heart stopped. I haven't seen him in person for what seemed years. I missed him. I wanted him back. I watched the door open, seeing a guard block my lover's face, my lover's body. My eyes glued to the spot where Orochimaru surely stood, restlessly, I couldn't wait. I hated it, I hated waiting.

I didn't know what to expect when the guard moved. I didn't know if he had changed. Orochimaru seemed sense that, he seemed to know. It puzzled me how he knew how I felt. It seemed so... eerie.

I felt another stab to my heart. 'Why am I always thinking of the flaws now? No... There is none. My mind is just creating scenarios and exaggerating ideas... he's perfect, we're perfect. He knows me, he needs to know me so he can help me,' I reassured myself, but, I just couldn't rid myself of the doubt that still lingered in my heart, my mind. Though, I had no time to think of it; because I didn't notice when I moved my gaze.

I raised my eyes and all of my doubts seemed to disappear, "Orochi-san..." I whispered, smiling weakly.
"My little scorpling," he hissed in that lovely voice of his; his hair was the same, his eyes still had that out worldly glow to them. The pale skin that he wore looked so smooth; it still looked white yet never placid. But, they put him in that horrid orange jumpsuit. I hated it. It clashed with his entire being… yet… it oddly befitted him. 'It's because it matches his uncontrollable malice,' the though rushed to me. Shock ran through my being again.

"Hnn… why must you look away like that my little scorpling… it feels rather insulting… as if you actually blame me…" his voice seemed to seethe, yet, that seducing, toxic tone remained, that tone that I adored. His words hit too close to home. His knowledge for the first time scared me. I didn't feel comfortable around him, I didn't feel desired.

"Scorpling?" His voice was sincere now, trying to comfort me. My body moved on its own accordance, being accustomed to wanting to caress his cheek and tell him I was alright.

"Yes Orochi-san?" I whispered quietly. I didn't feel right. Something felt so off, so awkward.

"Why… Why is your frame so tiny, so minuscule?" Concern was clearly evident in his voice, but I felt as I it weren't real. I wanted to know why I kept thinking such thoughts, "why haven't you been eating… you surely cannot be that far within your experiment…"

I bit my lip and fell silent. I couldn't tell him it was because of him. No, that would be putting the blame on him… I couldn't do that. Yet… at the same time I felt that it truly was his fault. I felt like screaming at him and yelling, blaming him for all of this.

I smiled weakly, and spoke in a truthful manner, but I was positive that he knew otherwise, "I am calculating out where I must conduct each action, therefore, I must have a smaller frame, only able to survive off the bare minimum Orochi-san." My voice sounded so dead and lifeless.

"Excellent…" his voice seemed creepy yet alluring, I couldn't decide, "you know scorpling… I can't have you starving yourself on my behalf… I was so worried about your safety… I'm truly sorry for what happened…"

For some odd reason, I didn't believe him,

"My poor little scorpling; you must be so guilty, you must miss me… I will be out soon enough and we'll be together again, won't that be wonderful –Sori-kun? We can spend eternity together," suddenly he moved closed to the screen, "because you're mine right…?"

"H-Hai…" I breathed quietly, my voice shaky.

"You belong only to me… you're only mine…. Only me…" he continued to whisper seductively with a sly smile in his face. I remained silent, letting him continue, "we need each other… nothing good can happen with us parted like this can it…?"

I looked down, feeling rather guilty. His words made me think, and I didn't like it, 'Could I live without him?' I didn't like this.

"Sasori…" he seemed mad at me, using my actual name, "why are you so… silent? You know… we need each other. Yet, are you thinking of leaving me, are you thinking that you can survive without me? You know you cannot; you need me. Without me, you cannot fulfill your dreams… you cannot be immortal… you cannot last an eternity."

I stood up and glared at him. How dare me. How dare he suggest such an action? How dare he know of my thoughts? "Shut up Orochimaru!" I yell. I'll show him I can live on my own.

He chuckled darkly, "Even if you do manage to be immortal, will it be art? Will it be beautiful? You can't be lonesome and beautiful at the same time… in no time... you'll slither back to me because you're mine…"

I turned my back to him, clenching my fists and walked towards to the exit, "Shut up."

Took me awhile to write this
I had trouble with Orochimaru's character so I read a lot of Orochimaru fan fictions (rosaso and OroKabu XD and then one poem about him and then that made me able to write again hehehehe)
So yeah HERE IT IS!
My friend actually helped me (RL) because I needed her suggestion on a few things and so she said that I should have Orochimaru say something to Sasori that Sasori didn't like XD Then I got stuck again on what Orochimaru should say... so I asked my Idol-sama and she helped me again XDD SO HERE IT ISH yay XD