Wow!!!!! People actually like my fanfic!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! Sorry,
I'm just brought to tears... I thought I had no talent.... sniff thank you
all so much. THANK YOU!!!!! See, I was just having fun one day, I didn't
really intend to write this whole story... then in chapter four they... well,
you know, then I was like, wow, if it's that intense I should finish it,
then my friends (who I will not let read) told me to post this on the
internet. I said no, it's stupid and people would hate it, but I guess not.
I love you people. I do, I really do. I LOVE YOU!!!!!!! If any of you are
male, I will marry you. Not that I have anything against females, I'm just
not that way. Oh yeah, if you're a male, and NOT twenty years older then
me.... Yeah, that might help.
Chapter Eight
Orochimaru woke up when he felt something lightly touching his lips.
"Good morning, master of which I adore, how can I please you today?" Destiny asked.
Orochimaru couldn't believe what she just said. Music to his ears.
"How can you please me today?"
"Perhaps another kiss?" Destiny suggested.
"Yes... yes I would enjoy that very much."
Destiny leaned forward and kissed his cheek, then lightly brushed his lips with hers.
"My, my. You are the good little pet," he sat up, "now, come here," he held his arms open.
"Yes master." She moved forward and he wrapped his arms around her.
"Is this not much better then when you fought me?"
"Yes master."
"Ah, but, it was fun..." he thought back to the first time he had hit her, that first night that she was his. She had an astonished look more then pain. Then she looked up at him with cold defiance in her eyes. He loved that. Her face was so beautiful, her eyes, sparkling with such determination. He looked down at her eyes and how they were now. Lifeless. A dull green, not the strange mystifying color it was when he had first seen her.
"Master?" She looked back up at him.
"Yes?"
"You seem worried, discomforted, why?"
"I just... nothing. 'Tis nothing, my pet." He held her close and began to stroke her hair.
"Master... that feels... nice...."
Orochimaru looked down at her again, "you enjoy that?"
She smiled, "yes master!"
Gods, her smile! Only once was he graced with such... such beauty. He had made her happy again. For some reason that pleased him more then the fact that she was now his ever-obedient slave.
"Ah, Destiny. Perhaps you would enjoy this better," he turned her around and began to rub her back, then massage her shoulders.
"How does this feel?" He whispered into her ear.
"Oh Orochimaru! It feels so good..."
"Ha! You said my name!"
Destiny's eyes widened, "forgive me master! I didn't mean to! Please! I'm not worthy!"
Orochimaru shook his head, "no, no, please. I love to hear you speak my name. Your voice makes it sound... makes it sound as if I am not a person that people despise and fear."
"Master, you are not despised."
"Yes! Yes I am!" He stood up, "people hate me! I'm evil!"
"No master! No! You are not hated."
"You hate me!"
"NO! No I do not! Master! You are my master! I cannot hate you! I will not hate you!"
"You said it before! I could have your body, never your mind! Never your soul! Never your spirit! Never your love!!!!!!! I took everything away from you! Tell me this, am I not despised?!"
Destiny shook her head, "master-"
"Stop! I am not your master! I will never be your master!"
"But, but, you are! You are my master! It was so when lord Ranef gave me to you!"
"You were not lord Ranef's to give!"
"But I am yours none the less!" She stood up as well and held him tightly to her.
"I am yours..."
"Destiny stop it." He looked into her face.
"Destiny, I cannot hold your spirit captive, I know not why I did not know this earlier. Please, return to your normal self."
Destiny shook her head and smiled, "it's about damn time!"
Orochimaru cocked his head to the side.(CUTENESS!!!!!)
"See, I knew you would realize that you didn't like me that way."
"You clever little vixen!" He held her by her waste and smothered her lips with his.
"Oh my!" Destiny blushed like hell as Orochimaru removed his tongue from her mouth.
"Ah, my pet, this it what made me fall in love with you..." he kissed her cheek.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the fact that you were you and did not want to be changed. That made me fall in love with you."
Destiny slowly sat down on the bed, "in love?"
"Yes, I said that. Twice, in fact."
"Damn, that's a hard blow..."
"Yes, I know, someone like I can love. Who would've thunk it?" (Like he would actually ever say that... oh well, my story, my rules.)
"Shut up."
"Yes, 'mistress.'"
"Shut up and fuck me."
"...." his jaw dropped.
"Now."
"Yes mistress!!!!!!!!!!"
Orochimaru woke up when he felt something lightly touching his lips.
"Good morning, master of which I adore, how can I please you today?" Destiny asked.
Orochimaru couldn't believe what she just said. Music to his ears.
"How can you please me today?"
"Perhaps another kiss?" Destiny suggested.
"Yes... yes I would enjoy that very much."
Destiny leaned forward and kissed his cheek, then lightly brushed his lips with hers.
"My, my. You are the good little pet," he sat up, "now, come here," he held his arms open.
"Yes master." She moved forward and he wrapped his arms around her.
"Is this not much better then when you fought me?"
"Yes master."
"Ah, but, it was fun..." he thought back to the first time he had hit her, that first night that she was his. She had an astonished look more then pain. Then she looked up at him with cold defiance in her eyes. He loved that. Her face was so beautiful, her eyes, sparkling with such determination. He looked down at her eyes and how they were now. Lifeless. A dull green, not the strange mystifying color it was when he had first seen her.
"Master?" She looked back up at him.
"Yes?"
"You seem worried, discomforted, why?"
"I just... nothing. 'Tis nothing, my pet." He held her close and began to stroke her hair.
"Master... that feels... nice...."
Orochimaru looked down at her again, "you enjoy that?"
She smiled, "yes master!"
Gods, her smile! Only once was he graced with such... such beauty. He had made her happy again. For some reason that pleased him more then the fact that she was now his ever-obedient slave.
"Ah, Destiny. Perhaps you would enjoy this better," he turned her around and began to rub her back, then massage her shoulders.
"How does this feel?" He whispered into her ear.
"Oh Orochimaru! It feels so good..."
"Ha! You said my name!"
Destiny's eyes widened, "forgive me master! I didn't mean to! Please! I'm not worthy!"
Orochimaru shook his head, "no, no, please. I love to hear you speak my name. Your voice makes it sound... makes it sound as if I am not a person that people despise and fear."
"Master, you are not despised."
"Yes! Yes I am!" He stood up, "people hate me! I'm evil!"
"No master! No! You are not hated."
"You hate me!"
"NO! No I do not! Master! You are my master! I cannot hate you! I will not hate you!"
"You said it before! I could have your body, never your mind! Never your soul! Never your spirit! Never your love!!!!!!! I took everything away from you! Tell me this, am I not despised?!"
Destiny shook her head, "master-"
"Stop! I am not your master! I will never be your master!"
"But, but, you are! You are my master! It was so when lord Ranef gave me to you!"
"You were not lord Ranef's to give!"
"But I am yours none the less!" She stood up as well and held him tightly to her.
"I am yours..."
"Destiny stop it." He looked into her face.
"Destiny, I cannot hold your spirit captive, I know not why I did not know this earlier. Please, return to your normal self."
Destiny shook her head and smiled, "it's about damn time!"
Orochimaru cocked his head to the side.(CUTENESS!!!!!)
"See, I knew you would realize that you didn't like me that way."
"You clever little vixen!" He held her by her waste and smothered her lips with his.
"Oh my!" Destiny blushed like hell as Orochimaru removed his tongue from her mouth.
"Ah, my pet, this it what made me fall in love with you..." he kissed her cheek.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the fact that you were you and did not want to be changed. That made me fall in love with you."
Destiny slowly sat down on the bed, "in love?"
"Yes, I said that. Twice, in fact."
"Damn, that's a hard blow..."
"Yes, I know, someone like I can love. Who would've thunk it?" (Like he would actually ever say that... oh well, my story, my rules.)
"Shut up."
"Yes, 'mistress.'"
"Shut up and fuck me."
"...." his jaw dropped.
"Now."
"Yes mistress!!!!!!!!!!"