So here it is! This is the first chapter redone, but better. There will be some changes as I now have a better idea what I want from this story and the experience to make that happen. Let me know what you think of it, and what parts about the old version where your favorite.
The son was just beginning to set, as I approached the forest. As I finally came in sight of the trees, the field of white flowers surrounding them came alive. They swayed as if caught in a breeze even though the air was still. This would be my final challenge. Once I make it past the flowers, the forest would swallow me whole and remove any trace of me left in this word.
I had nothing to live for. My revenge was taken from me, the ones responsible for all my pain where gone, I had nothing left. I had severed all ties. I was alone. No one had even said a word to me when I had left the hidden leaf village. Even Sakura hadn't tried to follow me. Not that I wanted her to, but it still hurt. I had always hoped she would outgrow her childish crush on me and we might become friends, but I will never feel anything more for her but disgust until she does, but I know she never will.
I didn't even draw my sword as I came to the white flowers. My eyes where enough to make them submit. I never could figure out how they were created, but I knew they were deadly, and they had will. They were placed here by Orochimaru to keep the forest isolated. Both the flowers and what they guarded where failed experiments.
The flower's bloom closed as I walked through them, keeping their poison away from me. I could see the chakra shifting all around me. It was almost blindingly bright, the flowers a swirl of pure white and blood red, and the forest was like a solid wall of color, not a shade or shadow anywhere, making it impossible to see my way through the trees.
Once I passed the swirl of the flowers, I let my eyes revert to their natural black. It was strange to see better without my sharigan.
I looked at the trees as I passed, looking for one that I knew would be here.
There.
It was a tree with scorch marks all over one side. I remembered setting that tree on fire the first time I had been here. I remember the fear I had felt then, the shear panic at the thought of never being able to kill those that had wronged me and my family. As I approached the same place now, all I feel is relief. Looking up to the canopy above me I saw what I had been looking for. Charka laden vines. They lay unmoving above me in the trees.
This is the end I had chosen for myself. Even now with nothing left my pride would not let me take my own life any other way.
These vines where a failed experiment of Orochimaru's. I had never found out how he had made them, or for what purpose, but I knew he had called them a failure. The snake had ordered his minions to dispose of them. To no one's surprise, they failed, and died in the attempt. In the time it took Orochimaru to send in more people the plants had spread far faster than he had ever known they could, taking over a small forest in the process.
Even I had nearly been killed by them. They first secrete a slime that is absorbed into your skin, triggering hormones to flood your body, then they hijack them. They then inject you with a poison that paralyzes your body so you cant fight back, but by that point most don't even want to.
Once the vines have you in that state, they put you to sleep, and all you know after that is a world that is straight out of your deepest fantasies. They do this so your body will still function, so they feed off your charka. Slowly killing you, while giving you the best dream imaginable. One you won't ever want to leave. I hadn't.
It had taken 3 days for Orochimaru to free me. And for three days I was in a world where I still had my family, my team and my home. Despite how hard I had fought before, by then, I hadn't wanted to wake up. When I was pulled from the vines grasp, I clung to the dream, unwilling to believe it wasn't real. It took days for me to fully wake, and weeks before my mind readjusted to reality.
The vines had done something even the Uchiha, master of genjutsus, hadn't been able to accomplish. A perfect illusion. Even the best Uchiha couldn't fool people completely. There was always something that gave the trick away, that told people that the vision wasn't real. Even if they couldn't get out, they knew what it was.
They had a way of making something not perfect, somethings you wish you could change. And with this imperfection, the illusion is perfect. Life after all, is not perfect.
I could hear the vines perking up the further in the forest I got. It may be only a slight rustling of the leaves, but I knew better. After I had walked out of sight from the flowers, I took my sword out of its place on my hip. The vines let out a slight hiss, but didn't dare come any closer, seeming to remember the damage I did the last time I was here. But I had no plans to fight today. With a quick movement I threw the sword a ways away, the metal singing as it flew, imbedding half the blade in the dirt. The vines quieted.
As I continued to walk deeper into the trees, the more curious vines became. They dropped down to hang to the side of my path, reaching out to me, but they stopped just shy of touching me. I could tell they knew what I was here for. The others in my troop had all done the same thing.
They had become addicted. One by one, they all come back to this place, back to the dream. Why would I be any different?But it wasn't the dream I wanted. Not entirely. But to simply fall asleep, never to wake from the only happiness I had know since my family had been slaughtered? That is what I wanted. To simply fade away.
Finally, after walking for what seemed like an eternity or two, I was close to the heart of the forest and its invaders. They had taken root in a large willow tree in the center of the small forest, weaving their vines along the treetops and roots, connecting everything. The vines hissed in warning as the tree came into view. They knew better than to let me get too close. I couldn't blame them after all the damage I had done before.
I stopped walking, and I could feel them tense. I turned my back to the tree and simply held out my arms.
The vines wasted no time in descending on me. They wrapped around me, listing me into the canopy. I could smell the same sweat smell of flowers as before, could feel the slick coating the vines coming off on my skin. It was warm, and it made my muscles relax. I remember feeling revolted before, but now I leaned into the feeling. The slick itself wasn't harmful, but it did cause my body to heat up as it coaxed my body to release hormones. That would allow the vines to do as they wished. People, even ninja, can't fight pleasure like they could pain.
The vines needed to invade their pray so they could supply the body with what it needs to survive. This way they could feed on their chakra for longer. It wasn't perfect, as they couldn't supply everything a human needs for a long life, but it would keep the chakra supply as high as posable for as long as posable.
Unlike last time, the vines where actually gentle with me. I also wasn't fighting this time though. They curled around me, lifting me from multiple places so as not to pull on me too hard in one place. Whereas last time they grabbed me from any point they could reach, this time the touch was soft, almost careful.
They didn't hang me or try to pin me like before but let me lay on them comfortably. However they seemed to be just as impatient as I was getting as the ripped my cloths off me. I had chosen this hideous outfit just so I could watch it be destroyed, a one final small pleasure for myself.
I could still feel their slick bodies running over my warming skin. The feeling as the slick was rubbed into me was starting to get to me. I could already feel my body responding to them. My skin flushed as my breath increased. I could hear my blood begin to rush in my ears and felt it flowing down south.
I didn't bother to fight them. Even this is what I wanted. I knew that I will never be touched by the one person I would want to touch me. It was easy to close my eyes, and imagine. To picture their hands on me instead of a plant. The vines seem to realize what I was doing, because they gathered into small groups shaped like hands. They traced along my skin, the warmth spreading with them.
I felt the first finger prod at my entrance. I didn't even flinch. I was ready for it, had waited for it…
I remembered this part. The feeling had disgusted me before. I was galled at the thought of being touched so intimately by anyone not to mention a plant. I had fought hard till my body had betrayed me by giving in and succumbing to the pleasure the vines gave. This time I had nothing to fight for. No reason to resist. They rewarded my submission with gentleness.
The slick vine was hesitant at first, testing my body but I was willing and relaxed. Soon the small vine moved easily in and out, relaxing me further and making my breath hitch as it brushed the sensitive spots inside me. I didn't resist as another vine joined the first and began a scissoring motion only reached out my hands for something to hold, and the vines provided.
I did tense as I felt a third begin to prod at me, warning me. I remember this part hurting. But they took their time and waited till I relaxed again. Instead of pain I felt a shock of pleasure run up my spine as the three began to press against that bungle of nerves.
The vines didn't rush, they took their time making sure I was not only not resisting but enjoying it as well.
By now I was panting harshly, pleasure running up my spine in waves, my body shivering with it. The slick of the vines on my skin kept me warm even when the chill of night came over the forest. They were all over me, keeping me warm and sending shockwaves of sensation over my every nerve.
The pleasure sudden spike caused me to cry out. All three vines inside of me had decided to take a stab at my sweet spot. I was a mess by this point. My hair stuck to my face, I couldn't catch my breath anymore. The pleasure was washing over me in tidal waves, pulling me further and further under. I felt the three vines flatten themselves against my walls and another, larger, vine press against my thoroughly stretched entrance.
Still panting harshly, I was unprepared for what happened next. The large vine pushed into me so fast the smaller ones didn't have the chance to get out of the way. I gasped as I was nearly torn in half by the large invasion. I knew that it should have hurt. That same thing had been agonizing before, but now it was all I could do to just breath though the pleasure it had caused. Even with my eyes still closed I could see the stars.
'So, is that where that came from?
I never understood that before. I didn't have much time to think about it as the vine chose that moment to begin moving. Slowly at first, letting me get used to the feeling, the faster and harder. As I began to thrash with pleasure, the vines wound around me, holding me steady with my legs open for them.
A vine slid along my mouth and I knew what it wanted. I open for it, and the taste exploded across my tongue. It was unlike anything id ever had before, and only added to my pleasure. I was still thrashing despite the grip on me, so lost in my pleasure that I didn't notice the vines when they pierced my skin, holding on tight to the places on my body where my chakra was strongest. Finally one griped me around my neck, and as I felt the sharp teeth pierce the back of my neck the coil of pleasure snapped.
My body tensed spasmodically as my orgasm shot through me like lightning. Waves and waves of it washed over me. If I didn't have the vine in my mouth, I might have even screamed.
As I came down from the high, I could feel a softer warmth spreading from my neck, the vine using my hormones to potentiate itself, and help me slip into sleep. As my mind began to drift, I thought I heard someone call out my name, but I was gone before I could even form another thought.
So here it is. I think this chapter has more words than some of my completed stories! I will be writing this for as long as my collage classes leave me time to. The next chapter is already in the works, but i make no promises about when it will get done, only that it WILL be done. Let me know what you think.