Greensleeves chapter three was written over a weekend while the Internet was cut off (and typed over a week with no Internet. This is becoming a bad habit.)
This, as you all will probably notice, is not quite the same as the other two. I don't focus on Sakon as much, but instead hop from character to character. There are a couple plot twists and changes that you may notice such as how much people know about Ukon's sexual preference and Orochimaru's perverseness.
Oh, and I'm actually starting a contest. It's very simple. Count how many times in the series Tayuya swears. The winner (first person to PM me with the correct response) gets a customized One-shot. Do note that this is not just for the first three chapters, but for the entire series. You have time to count and double check. TRUST ME.
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Days turned to weeks and weeks into a month before anything particularly noteworthy happened in Orochimaru's lair where the Sound Four resided. Kimimaro's health had not improved, Kabuto and Orochimaru still schemed behind the backs of everyone else, and Sakon ad Tayuya had not acknowledged each other's existence. That month-long silence was broken on a cold winter morning not too long before Christmas.
"Sakon, you mother fucking asswipe!" the kunoichi known as Tayuya screamed, pounding on the identical twins' bedroom door. "Don't you dare pretend you aren't in there, I know you are!" There was a few seconds of silence before Ukon opened the door.
The younger twin blinked wearily before recognizing his teammate. "Oh, Tayuya, it's just you. Look, it's not a really good time right now. Sakon was out really late last night and got drunk off his ass with Kiddomaru-"
Tayuya placed her hands on her hips. "That's why I want to kick his ass!"She fumed. "Spiderman told me the whole thing this morning when his hangover died down. Apparently your god-damned moron of a brother attempted to murder- I repeat, murder- Kabuto last night in my fucking honor! I don't care if that bastard is in a fucking coma; I want to talk to him!"
Jirobou opened his door just enough for him to shush the screaming female ninja. There was a small pause in her ranting before Ukon stepped out of the doorway. Taking his place was Sakon. The twin looked like the living dead, staring at Tayuya with half-closed eyes that showed no emotion, no thought… nothing.
"You shouted?" He asked; his normal, crisp voice hardly distinguishable from a bullfrog's croak. However much Sakon had had to drink the night before was taking an extremely harsh toll on him.
"Sakon, you look like shit!" Tayuya guffawed, surprised at how horrible her teammate looked. "How much sake did you drink last night?"
Sakon shook his head, trying to remember. "We shared six bo-"
This time it was Ukon to shout. "You guys drank six bottles between you?!"
"That's three damned bottles each, you retard!"
"No, only two each," Sakon objected. "There were three of us, but I don't know who the third person at the bar was."
Tayuya rolled her eyes in disbelief. "You mean your hangover is too damn bad for you to remember who it was," she said, trying to figure out the validity of Sakon's testament.
Sakon shook his head furiously. "I mean I don't know who he was! The bloke was half-liquored when we got there, and he wore a mask covering the lower half of his face. I would tell you his hair color, but he was wearing a hooded cloak," he reasoned before swooning slightly. Ukon was immediately behind his brother.
"Tayuya, honey, please do us a favor and stop yelling now," Ukon said, closing the door. "It looks like Sakon-niisan is on the verge of passing out again." As the large slab of wood known as the door closed, Tayuya stood in the hallway alone and stunned, only a faint sense of guilt accompanying her in the corridor.
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Jirobou shook his head, pulling his hulking form away from his door as te conversation in the hall came to an end.
"Kiddo, you just had to do that, didn't you?" he asked, watching his teammate pace the ceiling of his room.
Kiddomaru shrugged.
"Instigating will get you nowhere," the Sound strongman pointed out gruffly. "I won't cover your back if this comes back to bite you in the ass some day later on."
"What is it to you, anyway?" The mutant spider boy jumped from the ceiling to the wall, and then down to the floor. "I chose my side; the side that keeps me alive and that has the greatest chance of getting rid of Sakon. Admit it, that obnoxious twin annoys the piss out of you, too, Jirobou!"
"But I don't want him dead. Sakon as a corpse is no use to anyone. Not you, not Kabuto, not even Orochimaru-san." Jirobou and Kidomaru just stood there, boring holes into each other's foreheads for what seemed like countless minutes before there was a knock at the door.
Kiddomaru bolted back to the bed, dived under the covers, and played passed-out, leaving an irate Jirobou to answer the door.
"Yeah, whaddya want?" the behemoth asked before resting his gaze on the silver-haired medical ninja who had knocked. "Oh, Kabuto… it's just you. What an unpleasant surprise."
Kabuto pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and brushed a couple of his bangs form his face. "I've come to check up on Kiddomaru. Is he still asleep?"
"Like an eight-armed log."
"No vomit?"
"If there was, you'd have heard me cussing him out."
"Has he been having any thoughts about turning back on our agreement?" Jirobou's eyes narrowed at Kabuto's last question.
"What is it that you want to result from this, anyway? And why did you choose Kiddomaru to do your dirty work? He's the least trustful of all the Sound shinobi and we aren't exactly known as a truthful bunch."
"As of now, I cannot tell you the exact reasons. All I can say, however, is that Kiddomaru came to me; not the other way around. Now, if anything in his condition changes, be sure to contact me immediately," he said, walking away.
"Oi, wait!" Jirobou called after Kabuto, following his superior. "What exactly do I have to do to get you to tell me what your elaborate scheme is all about?
Kabuto stopped and ran his fingers through his bangs as he turned to look at Jirobou, one of his signature diabolical smirks plastered to his face. "Well, Jirobou, I'm very glad you asked. I have a small chore for you, and it involves your best friend, Ukon."
"I won't do anything that will harm my friend," Jirobou growled, setting his shoulders back, ready to attack if needed. Kabuto just laughed.
"Oh, Ukon will not be hurt at all. That is, if you do exactly as I say."
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Ukon took Sakon's temperature for the third time that morning. One-hundred and two point seven degrees; half a degree higher than it was earlier.
"It's official, no more sake for you. You obviously can't handle your liquor," the younger brother said, turning the thermometer off.
Sakon rolled his eyes. "I'm fifteen, Ukon. Did you really think I could drink that much and not have it come back and bite me in the ass?"
Ukon grimaced and shook his head. "No… not really." His mind was going a mile a minute trying to figure out his brother's ailment, and there seemed to be no end in sight. As the habitual drinker of the two twins, Ukon knew that sake, even if consumed in as high of quantities as his brother had, never gave a person high fevers.
"Sakon, do you remember anything that happened last night after you left the bar?" Sakon made a genuine attempt to remember. He, however, remembered nothing, and told his twin so with a series of vibrantly worded mumbles.
Ukon let out a grave sigh.
"Hey, it's not my fault, I was dru- oww.. My head…." Sakon winced and calmed down. It hurt too much to yell.
"I was hoping that my keeping you two apart would make you settle down about her," Ukon said. "You know, find other girls? Maybe a nice guy, perhaps? Heck, life isn't too bad as a gay."
Sakon wanted to throw a pillow at Ukon, but it hurt too much to move. "But there is no one else, Ukon. That's half the problem. Tayuya's always been the one... even when we were still kids. She is, and always will be, my fickle lady Greensleeves."
"Why on Earth do you insist on naming her after that stupid song, Sakon?" Ukon half-snapped at his brother. "It's depressing, and the only things depressing about Tayuya, in the words of Lord Orochimaru, are her foul mouth and her small breast si- Hey, don't give me that look! He said it!"
"Ukon… just shut up…" Sakon grumbled, turning towards the wall.
The room became silent then except for Ukon's footsteps and the door closing as the younger twin went to go get Advil from Kabuto's stores.
"I swear I'll find out what's wrong with you, Sakon," Ukon muttered. "I'll find out even if it kills me."
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Tayuya's wandering feet lead her outside, as they had a horrible tendency of doing when she had nowhere in particular to go. The outside air was frigid, but, to the kunoichi, bearable.
Once exiting the lair, Tayuya began to climb up her favorite tree. Something in the back of her head said that Sakon might find her up there. After all, he had the last time.
"That's fucking impossible," the Sound kunoichi said, raising her prized flute to her lips just before a startling gust came from the west.
"God damn, it's cold! Good thing I'm wearing a sweater," she muttered, rubbing the emerald green yarn that made up her favorite turtleneck sweater. Leaning against the base of the tree, Tayuya gazed across the forest canopy, her mind wandering back to earlier that day; especially the sight of Sakon the almost-zombie.
Tayuya let out a frustrated sigh. Why was she even bothering to feel sorry for that jerk? He tried to kill Kabuto; she should have killed him, whether he was hung-over like hell or not!
Seeing Sakon's image in her head again, the kunoichi placed the flute to her lips yet again.
"Ass hole…"
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There you guys go! I hope you enjoyed reading this past chapter.
This will be the last chapter of Greensleeves put up before school starts for me again, and, if you are a watcher of my other fanfics, there will be one more chapter of Fold! Cut! Boom! Criminals in Love! coming shortly. I still have yet to send it to GoodGoodSmile for editing.