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"That wasn't very nice of you… heh, heh… Kabuto." Orochimaru's voice swarmed over my body. I was stiff, every movement I attempted ended with me screaming in my head.

"He agreed to kill us, what was I supposed to do let him… What do you see in Sasuke, Orochimaru-sama…" Kabuto responded with a soft hint of pain in his voice. I opened my eyes to find him peering down at me. He was as ugly then as always.

"Bastard…" I coughed from massive pain in my chest. "What did you do to me?" I glared at him, my eyes glazing with red.

"Kabuto, was it necessary to hurt him so badly?" Orochimaru slithered over to me. I stared blankly at him, my eyes void of emotion as always. He lifted hia hand to my face, stroking it gently. I shifted my eyes to him, tightening the glare.

"Baka!" I pulled away from him, throwing my arm up to stop him from trying it again.

"Nani, Sasuke-kun?" He laughed his rough sinister laugh. I lifted my nose, anger filling my body.

"Don't touch me." I let my arm fall. His golden green snake eyes stare pierced me like a scalpel. Images of my dreams rushed into my mind. I tightened my fists and threw it into the bed. I jolted out of the bed and ran from the room. I started down the hall, running as fast as I could. I rushed through the purple halls that appeared sepia from the candles. I stopped at the sight of some of the cracked ceramic.

That's how life is… a crack that builds and builds until it all crumbles. That's what I've done… haven't I? I'm a crack in the wall. I'm a hole that ripping it way through anything it can. I'm going to tear this world he's built all apart.

I had come to a full stop, staring at the hole. My life was falling apart. I came to grow, to learn, to gain power… And I was having dreams… Dreams I shouldn't have had.

All this reasoning… all the fantasies, what's wrong with me? How can I desire such disgusting things from a man nearly 5 times my age?

"There's nothing wrong with desiring that… Sasuke-kun…" Orochimaru's voice sent chills down places on my body I normally ignored.

"Shut up." I stared down at the ground, trying to disregard him.

"Why should I?" He stepped in front of me.

"I don't want to hear it." I turned my eyes to him, glaring with my Sharingan.

"You think that scares me? Do you think that I'm afraid of you Sasuke?" He grabbed my throat pinning me against the wall. I clawed at his arm. For him having been injured so badly, he still out powered me by a lot. The lack of oxygen made my skin feel tight.

"Are you afraid of death Sasuke-kun?" He leaned to me, whispering against my neck. His earring fell loosely on my skin sending another jolt of shivers down my body and straight to my member. His free hand slid down the wall. My eyes trembled. He must have been aroused by that. His grip around my neck loosened enough for me to take in short gasps. He slid his other hand to the front of my pants. I squirmed beneath him. He… wouldn't… would he?

"O-rochimaru…" I held my hands on his wrist, pleading for air. His hand massaged me on the outside of my clothing. I yelped slightly.

"Nani, Sasuke-kun?" His voice was delicate, and loving. I was becoming more than a pet to him now. I wasn't just a vessel… he needed more from me.

"What are you doing…" He tightened his grip again, feeling annoyed by my ability to talk. He pushed harder pressing against all the right spots.

"What do you think I'm doing Sasuke-kun?" His words rolled down the side of my neck shooting pleasure all over my body. I wanted to pull away and make him work for what he wanted, but I couldn't. I was more disgusted with the fact that I enjoyed what he was doing…

"Sto–" He chocked me, stopping me.

"No." He laughed his evil laugh, letting it role through the air. I couldn't give in yet, there was still too much I had to do before I could let myself become distracted by him. I bit roughly onto my lip, piercing the inner skin and naturally drinking the blood that dripped into my mouth. Orochimaru slid his two fore fingers into the front of my pants. He started to push them down, glazing his thumbs over the delicate skin.

"Orochimaru-sama… please, don't…" I opened my onyx eyes, gazing at him with fear. I knew he wouldn't hurt me…

"Nani?" He lifted a brow, caught off guard by my choice to call him lord.

"Please… stop… dana." Even though I begged for him to stop, my body wanted more. I imagine it was annoyed of always waking up without a relief, and now it was paying me back.

"But you seem to be loving this…" I cringed under his breath, tingling in any sexual area on my body. I wanted to leave, but I wanted to stay and let him press himself into my virgin body.

The idea of his body on mine, our juices mixing, and him pressing deep into me sent wild fantasies through me. My body pressed firmly to his. The only thing I could control was my words.

"Don't, don't do it because of how… I'm moving…" I pressed rougher into him, my body whining for more.

"I can't just leave you all flustered like this." Orochimaru slid his hand fully into my pants, skin on skin. He smirked, staring his gleaming eyes down at me. My brows lifted to the center as his hand massaged the tip of my member. I licked my lips, letting soft quiet moans escape the depths of my body.

"See, you like it…" I opened my eyes to his words. His eyes were closed… Is he trusting me? Why would he do that? O-rochimaru…

"I can't do as you asked yet…" His hand pulled away from my body, holding my pants away from my hips. His tongue extended from his mouth and disappeared in the shadows my body cast. It's warm wetness traveled over the slit, pressing against it. I lifted my arms instinctively and held Orochimaru's shoulders. His tongue continued, wrapping itself around me and moving in a rhythmic way. I pressed against him, enjoying every moment. His tongue unwound itself and found its way to my entrance.

My eyes shot open at the strange feeling. Orochimaru smirked, sliding his snake tongue into my body. I tightened from the feeling. He must have had a strong tongue to make it inside me. Which was no surprise seeing as he threw people with it. I let out a few soft moans feeling much more pleasured now than before. I dug my nails into his back, and pushed my body to his, my front to his front, and my back to his tongue. It felt so dirty and yet, so perfect to be like that.

His tongue traveled deeper making me yelp a bit more. He wasn't too large to take, he was perfect, the way he was now, tasting my insides and moaning from the pleasure. I thrust my body onto his grinding my hips on his. I knew I was incomparable to him. Orochimaru was smoother about his movements and much more graceful. Even still, he was enjoying my naïve-ness. He pushed against me, a soft smile lifting to his soft lips. I desired to taste them, to slide my tongue in swirls and pools of love with his. But the only thing I wanted to know was if it really was love, or if it was just lust…

I want this to be love… Orochimaru… tell me you love me… please? I can't just be your toy, I need something else to live for after I kill him… will you be that reason? Sama… Dana… Please…? Please call me yours forever… I can't believe I'm even being so weak to you… What's gotten into me? Why do I feel so broken when I'm away from you…? Why can't I think straight!!? Oro-dana… please?

I felt tears begin to roll down my eyes. I had become a silent crier ever since I left Konoha. I learned to be that way the first night I arrived. I was in so much pain, and the first thing he did was make me feel comfortable. I hated it… I hated him touching me, and caring so much. I wanted him to let me cut off every emotion… but he wouldn't.

Can't it be like that again? Can't I just keep training, why do you have to give a damn? Why does anyone? I want to kill him, I want to watch him suffer, but… if you go on doing this… making me feel so good and happy… I won't be able to… I won't be able to gain the hatred… to kill… him…

"Hn… Sasuke-kun…" I looked at him. He opened his eyes and stared at me, pain filling his eyes once he caught notice of my tears. He slid his hand to my face and wiped them away.

Orochimaru-dana… stop loving me…

Please… just stop loving me…

I can't handle feeling so good…

I released and continued to gaze at him. I hoped he loved me… I didn't know…