Kabuto let Orochimaru sleep against his shoulder for the rest of the night. He wanted him next to him, if only to assure himself of the sannin's safety. Orochimaru didn't want to argue with him; he was too tired. Tsukiyomi had really done him in.
"Well, if this isn't a cute scene."
Kabuto shrank back at the sound of Itachi's voice and held Orochimaru closer to him. Orochimaru was a light sleeper; he woke up just as Kabuto's grip tightened.
"Kabuto?" he murmured, sitting up. Kabuto pushed him down, into his chest, hiding his master's face from Itachi.
"Kabuto, what?" Orochimaru pushed off Kabuto and looked up. Seeing Itachi, he let Kabuto repossess him and pull him close again.
"Lovely," Itachi said, seeing Kabuto's possessiveness. "Give him to me."
Kabuto shrank back, holding Orochimaru tightly.
Itachi advanced on Kabuto, kicking the door shut behind him. "I thought I said, give him to me."
"No!" Kabuto cried. He began inching back on the bed, pulling Orochimaru back with him. "I won't let you!"
"You give him to me right now," Itachi growled, pacing forward, "or I will rip him from your arms and fuck him right in front of you."
"Kabuto, let me go," Orochimaru said. "If you don't, he'll hurt us both."
"I won't let him hurt you," Kabuto said. "I can't."
Orochimaru sighed and pushed Kabuto away. "I have to do this. I promise you, I will come back."
Kabuto shook his head, kissing Orochimaru's forehead with a feather-light touch. "I can't lose you…" he whispered. "I just can't. You're everything to me."
Orochimaru nodded. "Have I ever broken a promise to you?"
Kabuto slowly shook his head.
"Then just let me go, and I'll be fine."
Kabuto sighed. "Please…don't let me down."
Orochimaru nodded and stood up. "I'll be back."
Itachi grabbed Orochimaru's hands and yanked him up to his chest. "If you dare disobey me, it will be the end of your life on this earth."
Orochimaru shuddered and nodded. "All right, now can we get this over with?"
Itachi smiled. "Glad to see you're willing now."
Orochimaru felt a coarse rope wind around his wrists, and then Itachi was yanking him away from Kabuto. Hidan swept past as Orochimaru was dragged out, smirking.
Kabuto was stunned.
"You lied to me, didn't you?!"
"Of course I did," Hidan said flippantly. "You really expected me to help you? Please."
Kabuto could feel anger and tears welling up; he knew he shouldn't go after Hidan…
Kabuto shoved the missing-nin aside, heading for Itachi's room.
OOOOOOOOO
Orochimaru was thrown down in the corner and kicked back.
"Stay," Itachi commanded. "Until I feel like doing something to you."
Orochimaru sighed and shook his hair out of his face. He was miserable already, and he knew what Itachi was going to do to him later.
"And don't you dare move."
For the next half an hour, Orochimaru simply lay where Itachi had thrown him, counting the minutes. He knew it was only a matter of time now; Itachi wasn't one to wait very long for something like this.
"Come."
Orochimaru slowly found his feet and followed Itachi into a dark bedroom. Itachi closed the door firmly behind Orochimaru, and the sannin jumped at the sudden noise.
"Come," Itachi repeated, and Orochimaru walked over to him, taking as much time as he dared. The second Itachi could, he reached out and seized Orochimaru's bound wrists and dragged him into his body.
"Do everything I tell you to, and you'll live."
OOOOOOOOO
Kabuto had no idea where he was running; he just knew he was running. He vaguely heard people yelling at him, but he neither registered nor responded to the shouts. Deidara smiled as he whizzed past.
"Kid's upset about the snake, un?"
Sasori nodded. "Yeah, seems like it. I heard he belonged to Itachi."
"He does," Zetsu replied, walking up to the group. "Itachi grabbed him when they fought earlier. Orochimaru came after the boy, who he was using as bait, so Itachi could get Orochimaru. Did that make sense?"
Sasori thought for a minute. "Yeah…" he said slowly.
"Well, Itachi has him now," Hidan replied. "Kid ran so fast I thought I saw some smoke on his tail. Yeah, he split after Itachi came to fuck Oroch."
"He's not gonna be okay, is he?" Sasori said, grinning.
"'Course not, un!" Deidara said. "His sensei's being tortured by the only ninja in the world stronger than him, he can do squat about it, and Itachi's using the bitch for filthy pleasure, which makes the whole thing ten times worse!"
"Wall, floor, or bed?"
"Un…did he take him back to his room?"
"Yeah."
"Bed."
"Word."
"It's Itachi's way."
Hidan thought for a moment. "Whatever. Hey, you wanna nab the kid?"
"Not really," Sasori said dryly. "He'll probably throw a hissy fit."
"What's he gonna do?" Sasori shrugged.
The congregation froze.
"Come to think of it…"
"Get him."
OOOOOOOOO
Orochimaru knew what Itachi was doing; he didn't have to look, and he didn't want to. The feeling was familiar now, from Tsukiyomi. Itachi's arousal invaded Orochimaru's body, and the sannin was not happy about it. But Itachi had told him not to fight, and Orochimaru doubted Itachi would take kindly to it if he fought back.
Orochimaru's harsh screams of pain echoed in Itachi's ears as he pounded the snake, again and again-
Itachi let out a deep moan of pleasure as he released into Orochimaru and collapsed on top of him, panting and drenched in sweat. Orochimaru's cheeks were streaked with tears, and his breathing was quick and ragged. He clutched at Itachi, keeping him close to his body to prevent Itachi from pulling back and fucking him again. Itachi smirked at Orochimaru's motions; he raised a hand and began gently stroking Orochimaru's hair, trying to calm him.
"You belong to me," he murmured, purring like a contented cat. "And you will learn to like it."
Orochimaru's breathing was accelerated; blood dripped down his chest from where Itachi had bit him; a white, sticky fluid was dried on his stomach and chest. Even more was dripping down his face from Itachi's last round of fucking. Orochimaru considered himself lucky to still have feeling in his ass, let alone still have an ass to feel. Itachi slowly raised his body, ignoring Orochimaru's feeble attempts at keeping him down. He pulled the sheets from the back of the bed and wrapped them around Orochimaru's body, pulling the sannin into his arms.
"All right," he murmured, still stroking his hair. "It's okay…I'm finished with you for tonight."
For tonight.
Orochimaru was exhausted. Even Sasuke didn't push him this far in training. Or maybe he just wasn't pushed in the same way…
On this final thought, Orochimaru fell asleep in Itachi's lap.
OOOOOOOOO
Kabuto was worried sick.
He had barely been able to sleep at all the previous night, tossing and turning all night. He knew Itachi was ruthless when it came to torturing his victims or making them regret the day they were born, and no doubt that was exactly what Itachi was doing to Orochimaru. Kabuto knew Orochimaru was strong, but Itachi had said it to Kabuto's face only a few days ago-even the strongest of enemies has a weakness.
Orochimaru, in the end, was only human, and Kabuto knew exactly how he could be broken. It was only a matter of time before Itachi figured out how, and went through with it. Kabuto knew every one of Orochimaru's weaknesses, and how to trigger each and every one of them. And for Orochimaru, he only had one weakness:
Knowing he had a weakness.
If you could manipulate Orochimaru's psyche in any one way, you had to make him feel inferior. You had to make him feel worthless. That was why Orochimaru had always disliked Ibiki; given time, the jounin could make the sannin beg within an inch of his life.
The door slammed open.
Orochimaru was roughly shoved through into Kabuto's bedroom, falling to the ground and collapsing, breathing hard and bleeding furiously. Kabuto leaped from his bed and ran to the sannin, tenderly taking him into his arms and stroking his hair.
Orochimaru's body was spamsing against Kabuto's, and the medic immediately drew up healing chakra. Orochimaru's hands were still bound behind his back with the coarse rope, and his blood was running hot over Kabuto's hands. Kabuto felt tears rising in his eyes as he saw how badly his master had been abused; he hated seeing Orochimaru in so much pain…
"Kabuto," Orochimaru gasped, pressing up against his servant. Kabuto understood, and had the ropes cut within the second. Orochimaru reached up and clutched desperately at Kabuto's shoulders, and Kabuto had a hunch it was not for balance. Kabuto's healing chakra sprang up again, and he began caressing Orochimaru's bruised, broken form, whispering sweet nothings to him, trying to calm him down.
"Don't ever let him back into my sight."
Itachi slammed the door on the two, leaving them in complete darkness, save for the light of Kabuto's healing chakra. Orochimaru slipped into Kabuto's embrace again, and the med-nin finished healing the bites on his chest.
"Breath," he said quietly. "You're starting to hyperventilate, just breath. Deep."
Orochimaru was obviously trying to calm down; Kabuto could hear the rasp of a sore throat gulping down air, and he healing the bruises on Orochimaru's hips next. He knew Orochimaru was traumatized, and therefore tried to go over his hips and legs as quickly as possible. But still, Orochimaru didn't even react to Kabuto's touches; he trusted him…so extensively? Kabuto's tears spilled over, falling to Orochimaru's cheeks and running down them as Kabuto's chakra was poured into Orochimaru's body.
"You poor thing," he murmured, and finished healing the last laceration. He gently took Orochimaru's hands in his own and checked them for further injury.
"You're going to be okay," he soothed, and held Orochimaru close, trying to find his temperature.
"I have to ice you down," he said. "You're burning up."
Orochimaru nodded, and Kabuto laid him down on his bed to sleep. "I'll be right back. There's no one else here, so don't worry."
Orochimaru nodded as Kabuto set him down, cleaning some dried blood from his face as he went.
When Kabuto came back, Orochimaru was asleep.
A/N: Orochimaru's hurt… I DO abuse him, I really do! But he'll live…and I'm going to bed. It's late…goodnight, and no flaming. Sparky is getting fat off flames…