"Pregnant. As in with child. As in . . . pregnant." Orochimaru stood there stupified. It quickly passed as he was overcome with anger. "As in with child!?" Why he was angry was no surprise. She had exagerated the fact that she couldn't have kids. . . But that was out of protective necessity. At least he didn't know her pregnancy from before was false. Kiki was a big girl who could admit her mistakes and she just made a big one. This is where the fear crept.
The shocked expression in his face (oh how seemingly innocent) was betrayed by the radiating anger in his eyes. Raw fury. A devastating shiver ran up her spine, not the quick pass of fear that you can so stuff and squeeze into a tiny crevice, but rather the type of uneasiness that branched out. Creeping oh so quickly yet slowly in every nerve. Making a certain degree of paranoia. A devouring sense. The fact that somehow she, Kiki herself, had broken the stability of Orochimaru's mind (well the little he had in the first place) was not at all reassuring.
He laughed. A sick laugh, grating to the ears. An imaginary boundary that was set the day a twisted love bloomed was overstepped. And the repeating thought crossed her mind in such a way that it was a stuck record. Understandable gibberish. DeathdiemenostandnotolerateendendSUFfeR. She felt him now standing next to her, breathing down her neck, dragging his nails across her skin, inhaling her. He hadn't moved. Still in the corner he laughed. She sensed him but he hadn't moved!
He stopped abruptly and made his way towards her. Then he came. "Orochimaru-sama? Their is a request to see you from some townsfolk." Orochimaru turned, completely composed.
He walked away, but not before giving a final warning. "This isn't finished. We will discuss this matter further in the future." I stared at the receding back of Orochimaru and wandered to the bare chest of one certain Kayuga.
"Konban wa." I nodded not so talkative. We stayed in an akward silence, unsaid words hanging in the air, suffocating. Finally my friend began to talk. "I will do anything for Orochimaru-sama. I owe him everything. I have grown to . . . how you say. . . enjoy your presence." I offered a weak smile, in wait of the but. "However, if you become a hinderance to my lord in any way, I will take it upon myself to dispose of you. Right now, Orochimaru-sama is. . ." Kimimaro shifted uncomfortably. A subject such as this probably had no real need to discuss before I came. "Distraught? . . . Yes, distraught. And I believe the reason is you. Fix it or else." I wanted to speak, but what would I ask was the thing. I knew what I wanted to ask, but how could I make someone else understand it?
"Kimimaro-kun? I'm not sure how well you can understand but please try to follow along." He nodded curtly, giving me all his attention. "I need to ask you a question. . . "
As I explained, his face betrayed nothing. His body gave no language. His voice was low and serious. "Even someone who worships and follows Orochimaru-sama, cannot know how he would respond to such a situation. Only he himself could decide. Maybe instead of running so much, you should turn around and fight. It won't end until you do." Gracefully, Kimimaro stood. Silently, he left. An impression of his burning passion that his last few words held hung in the air.
Kimimaro's POV
I walked stiffly forward. Words echoed through my head. My body felt on fire. The paths in front of me swirled together creating one narrow line, devouring itself. I know it an hallucination, yet i can't help fidget and contemplate each step. My end is nearing and I need to fix these final things to have peace in death. Kiki will not destroy Orochimaru-sama anymore. I stifled a cough. I didn't wish to draw attention to my self because it would only line me up to become a living corpse once again, strapped to a bed, hooked to a machine. If I am to die, I shall do it with dignity and grace. I won't shame Orochimaru-sama's name.
The absence of pain, when was it replaced by such a tingly feeling. It wasn't bothersome or anything like that, but it was consistant and gave such an odd sensation. I had to hold myself in reassurance. It was something I used to do when I was a child. The iron bars that taunted. The meager rations of food slipped in. The feeling of loneliness was lingering and unmeasurable. Then I met Orochimaru-sama.
I had stopped walking. When?, I wondered. I had stopped everything. I saw everything. I stared down at myself. If I was on the cold floor, why could I watch myself? Why could I watch the nin rush to assist me, if I was unconscious. I felt odd. I felt light, airy. I felt bound, trapped. I existed in oblivion. I understood nothing nor could I begin as a tug at my side pulled me away to fade from existance. Gomenasai Orochimaru-sama. I hope Kiki can fix it. I won't be able to help.
Kiki's PoV
The commotion I heard. I flocked amongst the crowd, pushing and slipping past to the front. I saw the body. I saw the stillness. I saw the pale skin, gleam under the light. I saw Kimimaro dead. I heard the screams and barking command break through such a surreal world. A voice holding so much confidence, that acted without hesitation. I think it was me.
I landed right beside Kimimaro and checked his vitals. There was no pulse. His chest was still. I began CPR using chakra to try and jumpstart his heart. I felt the faint tugging of a shinobi by my sleeve. I didn't bother to look. I spread my chakra into his lungs. The problem area. They were filled with blood. He had suffocated with his own blood. "We need-" The pull on my sleeve became a grasp on my arm. I turned to look into the eyes of Orochimaru.
"Leave it." It. It has a name and an importance. It is a person, one of the very few, whose company I honestly enjoy. "He is of no more use." I wanted to cry. Before I could make a scene, I was picked up bridal style and dragged away.
"Orochimaru I love you. Take me to your room." He shot his head up in surprise and faded into anger. "I wanna be happy. I wanna marry you. I want us to be surrounded by our own children. Please Orochimaru?" He stopped in front of his door. "When we get inside, I have a lot of explaining to do."
A/n : Short but an update. Next chapter will be the last. But hey! I was thinking of a sequel cause now I wanna multi task.
