hey dear readers I had to rewrite this story for a second time I promise this new version is much better than the last and I hope you enjoy. there is a major overhaul I removed the shitty lemons and most the swearing that didn't fit also I don't really see Orochimaru being a rapey kinda asshat sure he is hella creepy and suggestive sometimes, but he is also a great character with depth that needs to be shown and expressed. hope this is easier to read and grammatical errors are corrected feel free to make constructive critical comments they are greatly appriciated also if you notice any errors feel free to point them out :) happy reading I am currently updating chapter 2

I do in no way shape or form own any of the naruto characters they belong to the respectable owner and creative mind of Masashi Kishimoto.

I do Own Shira.

Shira POV

My Feet Pounded against the cold hard ground, my heart beating wildly within my breast.

My mind kept repeating "must get away, must run, must find a safe place" it became my mantra I needed to get away from the danger that was pursuing me, the danger that was him in all his beautiful dangerous glory the danger that was Orochimaru.

I had no Idea how long I had been running my legs felt as if they were about to give way any second, my ribs ached my lungs burned, and yet I willed myself forward to keep going and not look back.

suddenly my legs would no longer obey my mind and gave way under me, I fell to the cold earth ragged breaths escaping my pale pink lips. I tried to will myself up again yet my body would not allow it, so there I laid with my cheek against the cold earth. I was helpless and vulnerable against my will and afraid of what was to come. I was gasping for much needed air I desperately needed to fill my greedy burning lungs with sweet Oxygen I needed to keep running he wasn't the Orochimaru I used to know this man was an S ranked criminal capable of heinous things Buddha knows what he wanted with me.

A tall figure suddenly loomed over me I recognized the graceful figure as Orochimaru "hello Shira it has been a long time" that voice so sweet, so hypnotic, silky smooth poison to the ears. I was paralyzed unable to move chilled to the very core "O-Orochimaru" was all I could manage in one painful gasp to this he smirked and licked his lips like a snake who had seen a tasty morsel and was at any moment about to strike.

"Of course," he purred which made him sound eerily creepy. I so badly wanted to escape from the monster who hovered over me, once I had loved him over all else, but that was before everything he had done before my brother said he was past saving. I loved him back when I was a child but now gone were the days of our youth gone was all the love and respect I had once had for him.

"g-go t-to h-hell y-you s-son o-of a b-bitch" I surprised myself sometimes with the things that came out of my mouth. Orochimaru glared down at me dangerously then the next thing I knew he had hauled me over his shoulder like a worthless sack of potatoes. "Asshole I'm human not some inanimate object to be tossed to and fro" I thought bitterly as I thrashed about twisting violently trying to get myself free of his iron death grip I soon gave that up and instead started beating the shit out of his back with my tiny fists which annoyed him. I thought he was going to put me down because of the abuse I was giving his back like the optimistic idiot that I am instead that bastard sat down flipped me belly down upon his knee and gave me a hard spank on the ass before hauling me back over his shoulder and continued walking again "now shut up you annoying woman...for kami sakes your worse than your forsaken brother..." and with that he chuckled to himself.

I was still in shock he had spanked me like some child who was being a brat to their parent because they wanted candy or a teddy bear before I could cause him any more annoyance he told me to sleep and with that I felt a pressure point being hit and then I fell into darkness.