You will never influence the world by trying to be like it.


I accepted his offer.

He was smug, the entire time, of course. Stupid bastard. We started off with my end, coming up with a schedule.

With my job, I manage to come up with an arrangement that would suit both of us. Wake up at 6:00 AM, my work starts at 8:00 AM, that gave us two hours for me to teach him English, he would study while I was at work, then I got off at 4:00 PM. That's when we'd start up on his end.

The first day of this little arrangement went… Ok… For Orochimaru, he was at the easy part, learning the alphabet, pronouncing it, writing it all down, upper case and lower case. Then came AEIOU's.

I never thought I'd be teaching Orochimaru his ABC's….

I wrote them all down, and told him the pronunciation of each of them, in turn writing how to pronounce them in Japanese under each, and explaining the order of these letters was important, not just the writing and pronunciation. He found it irritating whenever I corrected him, I could tell by the near constant glares whenever I did so.

Then I told him that English had another set of letter both upper case and lower case, called cursive. Cursive basically just being fancy writing, more...formal. Although not necessary it did appear in some places, and knowing how to at the very least write your name is enough. Or read it.

He found cursive irritating as well.

Hah, wait till he gets to grammar. Explaining to him what a noun, verb, clause…. That will be hell.

I left him for my work, he'll be plotting how to torture me in whatever he has planned… dear lord that will hurt in the morning.


This was infuriating. Why on earth must they have two sets of the same writing?! Is one not enough? And this… this cursive? What the hell, this is just a bunch of meaningless swirls to him!

This girl was finding his struggles amusing! He could see her pitiful attempts to hide her smirks, and it infuriated him.

He would repay her, of course, in full. He would soon have her looking like the fool she is, writhing in pain from the training he had planned for her.

Perhaps they should start with Taijutsu, and then move onto swordsmanship, it has been a while since he's had a chance to spar…

Of course, that girl would hardly last a minute, but he could fix that. Oh how he wish he had his Ninjutsu…

She'd left him with homework, as well. Write down the entire alphabet, each letter filling a row on each of two pages, upper case and lower case. Then he was to write down his name, filling an entire paper, in this.. cursive.

He also had words to write down as well, in both print and cursive. Hello, Goodbye, Yes, No, Thank You, No thank you.

In rows.

He did not see the need to write them down like this… why not simply give him the meaning and be done with it?

This was children's work. No matter, he would do it anyways, and he would do it perfectly.


Orochimaru completed the writing assignment I'd given him, and now he was going to teach me.

I was worried.

The first thing he had me do, was simple exercise. I guess he wanted to see where I was at, physically. Push ups, pull ups, sit ups, jogging around the block. I was so glad to be mostly in shape. About four years ago now, I would be dead after the first round of push ups, hell I wouldn't have be able to do a single push up.

(Thank you martial arts training and yoga, or else my ass would be humiliated right now.)

That's not to say by the end of it I wasn't completely out of breath and sweating my ass off.

Next came the learning of a few taijutsu stances, then he had me attempt to hit him. I never did, but he did 'show me' and by that I mean I got a bruised rib-cage.

I was full of bruises and sore muscles by the end of it.

Next day was the same, only I woke up and felt like I'd been hit by a bus, but that didn't stop me from getting up and continuing our schedule. I was not gonna back down. When I'd first started my martial arts training it was a lot like this, only that time I actually trusted my teacher. Did a lot more slacking to, looking back on it...

The day repeated, Orochimaru making little remarks before we both ate breakfast and I gave him a set of words to write down and study. Then when I returned from work I'd get the crap beat outta m- I mean I would train.

This was repeated, and days turned into weeks, weeks into months.

I got faster, much more muscular and gained more stamina, and he got better at reading the signs on the road, until we could converse in English. I took him places on my days off, showing him where the library was. I'd made certain that, the library's manga section did not have a single book on Naruto first, of course.

So, he would spent his time at the library while I was at work. Before long, we'd gotten used to each other. While the Taijutsu lessons where still brutal at times, as well as the occasional swordsmanship lesson, I… felt easier around him. I wasn't tense, still tense but not as tense, around him anymore.

I was not a fool, however, I knew he still could be using this to get inside my head. I knew him. I knew he was perfectly capable of something like that, so I kept my guard up.

Like always.


She was improving, slowly but surely. He'd thought for sure after the first two or three days she would quit. She was stubborn.

She still hadn't mentioned a single thing of the Akatsuki, of course, and she was still wary around him. He would expect nothing less, he was finding that she was certainly more of a fighter than he expected. She showed him around her little village, to the library.

He found her worlds science interesting, though ultimately flawed in comparison to his own knowledge.

The mythologies were also interesting, the people here certainly had a plethora of religions. He found it foolish that so many were killed over practically the same god.

But no matter.

She was learning and so was he. Now there was still the matter of returning to his own world, he needed to find a way back. Though now he didn't find the need as… desperate, anymore.

He was slowly becoming accustomed to this world, it has been three months after all.

Three months of waking up each morning with Aria there, ready to teach him new words. That turned to simply conversing in English, and her leaving now he was tasked to read a book, and watch a movie. He was also left a dictionary on the event he did not understand any of the words.

At first she'd left children's stories, stories about flying children, mermaids, and princesses. Though he did like one about a boy with a scar, what was it, Harry Potter? Yes, the series wasn't as bad as the others.

She also made him watch a movie called Star Wars… he didn't understand why he had to watch the fourth one first, at least not until he watched the fifth one.

Next was something called The Avengers.

Now that gave him ideas.. perhaps he should tie her to chair and have her escape? That would be amusing… Titanic was… idiotic. That board was clearly big enough for the couple. She told him after watching it, that what they just witness was actually a reenactment of historic events, save for the couple.

She had him watched other shows, some of which were very much for children, like the Lion King, Moana, Mulan and Frozen.

He believe that she was forcing him to watch them as payback for 'beating her up' every evening.

What utter foolishness.


Two blades clashed, the sound ringing throughout the forest as two people fought, one panting and sweating while the other just looked amused.

Stupid Bastard. Smug son of a bitch. One of these day's I'll get him. This was the eighth round, after the twelve rounds of Taijutsu, of course.

Aria had learned to channel her frustration into her fighting, that's when she starting striking harder. Of course she was still no match for Orochimaru, but just last week she'd easily stopped a fight in the bar she was working at, things had gotten a little out of hand when a gang of men entered the bar and got a little rowdy.

She flipped one over a table, then knocked another one out before restraining the third. There have been no fights in the bar since. She done things like that in the past, and by 'things' she meant just one of those things. She could run for longer, now, and he seemed to be adding parkour to there little 'training.'

At this point she was pretty satisfied with herself, as far as her skills went, that is, in the normal world. Against Orochimaru… yeah she was still having a hard time. Still couldn't beat him, but she could last.. a little longer against him.

That backfired when Orochimaru decided to 'let loose' and she ended up visiting the hospital because she'd 'fallen out of a tree' and broke her four of her ribs and wrist. Also had a black eye and lots of bruising.

Luckily she saved enough "back up" money so she could afford to miss a week of work, in that week Orochimaru taunted her and mocked her for being weak, so she made him watch Disney movies. Taijutsu lessons still continued about days after she rested, though they were much slower. He complained, taunted and mocked her for this. She perfected her death glare.

In time that has past she had discovered one single thing about this man.

When he wasn't being all evil and threatening... he was hilarious. Honestly she didn't think that much snark and sass could come out of a anime villain but here we are. Oh, and the faces he made when he was annoyed or confused...

She found his reactions to things hilarious, like the vacuum cleaner, oh how annoyed he looked when she first used it while he was trying to concentrate on something. The memory still makes her laugh.

She faltered upon the memory coming to mind, before quickly moving out of the way of Orochimaru's blade (yes blade, he insisted on using real swords now) as it buried itself into the tree.

Aria blinked, Orochimaru yanking the blade free looking at the girl who'd stumbled. "What's wrong, giving up so soon?" He questioned, the smug look still on his face.

She shook her head, still determined not to give up. "No way."


The next morning was the same as all the others, save one thing.

Aria felt.. uneasy. Something felt off, and it wasn't the S-rank criminal. It was like she was being... watched? On her way to work she felt eyes on her the entire way, and there was always a familiar looking car that followed her. At first she brushed it off as paranoia, after all staying with an S-rank criminal will do that to you.

But, then at work she felt it to, that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach just grew, and she kept her eye out for anyone suspicious. She asked one of her coworkers to walk her to her car in the event it was a potential stalker or kidnapper.

Not that she wouldn't be able to handle him- but she just didn't really want to get into a fight anytime soon. She was already in trouble for an earlier incident, after all.

She wasn't as worried about being followed home- if he tried to break in she would be the one pitying him regardless of his intentions. There were some benefits of living with Orochimaru, namely being that she was almost never concerned about anyone robbing her property. He was there almost all the time now, to her knowledge at least.

It was entirely possible he just waited for her to leave and went off to his own devices, she didn't doubt for a second he was plotting some way to return to home, or at the very least he was trying to figure out how to regain his Ninjutsu abilities.

The eyes followed her for the next few days or so, and the wait to see who and what was following her was trying Aria crazy.

She never once brought it up to Orochimaru, though she suspected he knew. Not that they were following her, but that somebody was watching the house. Judging by how he lingered at the window every now and then, she guessed he knew and wasn't telling her. Or assumed she knew, though with his arrogant nature perhaps not..

Nevertheless she needed to do something about her little stalker, and she needed to do it soon for her own peace of mind.

This was the third day, and her drive to and from work was starting to make her paranoid to leave the house.

Yes this pest must be dealt with, soon. Aria mused, before pausing going over her own thoughts,and a revelation hit her resulting in mixed emotions, mostly horror and disgust.

Damn I sound like him.


Well, here is the latest chapter! Reviews are magic! Let me know what you think of Orochimaru's portrayal, is it accurate? I hope so.