Title: A Doll's Strings
Author: kajamiku
Characters: Sasuke, Orochimaru
Rating: PG-13 I guess…
Warning(s): Angst
Disclaimer: "Naruto" belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not to me
Summary: The game may be over, but the fun is just beginning. (No there is no necrophilia!Orochimaru in this fic; you dirty-minded buggers XDD)
"A Doll's Strings"
That was it.
The Game was over.
His toy was broken. Hollow. Empty.
Perhaps, in the end, he had pushed too hard. Drained away his sanity at a pace too quick for him to really get through it. Perhaps he had overestimated the boy's capacity…?
No. He had intended this from the beginning.
Yes, his toy was broken, but that didn't mean he couldn't be used.
In spite of everything, it was his pretty puppet's mind and soul that were fractured beyond repair, not the shell that held them.
Sasuke-kun's body would still be of use to him; his doll's beauty had not faded after all.
End.