While it probably wasn't as funny as I wanted it be - hardly at all, I felt like I needed to start the story out the way it did the last chapter. Anyhow..hopefully I can get things funny fast.

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In the dark, dank lair, so akin to a snake's, Sasuke found himself staring infront of his savior, the one who was to help him bring vengeance upon his bastard brother. He had been willing to give up his body, his soul, his cognance and existance to get rid of the dull, empty pain inside of himself. However, he was begining to have second thoughts.

The raspy, rattling voice of his sensei grated against his ear from his candle lit seat. "Sasukeeeeeeyyyeeeyee..." Orochimaru made certain to waggle and twist his several foot long tongue in inhumanly possible ways over the course of twenty seconds.

"..." Sasuke stared at the pale man several feet infront of him. He continued to wrythe his purple tongue.

"Sasukeeeyeeeyeee..." He sat still with his serpent eyes smiling, sprawled out in his thronelike seat. Kabuto knelt next to him obediently, looking at the taller man next to him through the corner of his eyes, head bowed. He was covered in a cold sweat. The normally poise and well mannered Kabuto shook a little at the strange behavior.

"..yes..?" Sasuke asked hesitantly. He didn't like how the tongue seemed to have a mind of its own.

"Sasukeyeeyeeeye..." He curled his tongue into a corkscrew spiral infront of his face, then with it twitching randomly, straighted it out and let it flop around in the air again.

"..uh.." Sasuke felt extremely uncomfortable, jittery in his chest. He turned to leave and managed a step. He was halted by the sound of Orochimaru's rasping voice though.

"Sasukeeeyeeeeyeeee..." Sasuke trembled slightly. He bit his quivering lip and determined to wipe clean the uneasiness inside of him, managed a straight face. Sasuke turned to face his sensei.

"Yes?" He asked, determined to be emotionless.

"..blehhehe-ahlaleehhh..." Orochimaru continued the unpredictable movement of his insanely long tongue.

".." Sasuke shuddered a little bit, one eye tightening slightly. He turned to go and took another step. The voice rasped to him over his shoulder.

"Sasukeeeyeeeeyeeee..." Sasuke stopped, cringing while facing away from the pale man. With much dread inside of him, he turned and faced Orochimaru again.

"What is it, sensei?" The man only continued to flail his tongue. Sasuke made a soft, short cough to clear his throat. "Well if that's all.." He turned to go quicker than before and took another step but was halted again by the grating voice.

"Sasukeeeyeee.." Sasuke looked ahead of him, into the light. I'm so close but so far away... He swallowed invulentarily. Obediently he turned back around to Orochimaru's unpredictable, flopping tongue. "Blehh-ahlehlelah-ehhh..." His tongue would dip, then jump in a twitch before touching the ground. It refused to stay still. Sasuke's eyes narrowed, twitching as the skin tightened over his cheeks, drawing his lips into a thinner line. God that is so gross..do I really want that thing to take over my body..?

"Sensei?" Sasuke managed to press after watching the thing play with itself in the air infront of him for several minutes. Orochimaru just stared at him, smiling his wide-mouthed smile of glee while his tongue frolicked about merrily. Instantly the mirth drained from his pale face as if something stung him. The tall and somewhat broad man quickly rose to his feet, alart. "Sensei?" Sasuke blinked. Orochimaru dashed past the startled youth, his tongue flailing lazily in the air behind his head, somehow avoiding all the man's black, limp, shoulder-length hair. The next moment Orochimaru had disappeared into the blinding light that cascaded down the stairs, leading to his thronelike room.

Kiba wavered uncomfortably, feeling the taller, older woman's presence so near him as they walked. His small white puppy, Akamaru curious turned his gaze between the two. His life long companion Kiba was looking away uncomfortably, chilled. The woman had her hands folded in her lap, smiling to herself with her cheeks tained pink, rocking her shoulders slowly. Anko would shoot furtive glances that only lasted a second or two with her half-closed, dark grey eyes. Kiba apparently was trying his hardest to not notice.

The orange and yellow sun was setting in the distance, and Kiba could feel the terror welling up inside of him. "I can't believe our first night out we're gonna cuddle all night!" Anko squealed at him in his mind. Kiba swallowed, his already small, sharp, slitlike pupils thinning. How can I get out of this..? Damn it Tsunade, how could you condemn me like this? Maybe..

"Camp time!" Anko's high pitched voice rang out later, as it became clearly too dark for them to continue. She busied herself, bustling around making a camp fire and setting up a tent. Kiba promptly set himself against a tree trunk and forcibly placed a confused Akamaru infront of him, hugging him while shaking.

"You're a life saver, Akamaru.." The dog squirmed uncomfortably.

What the hell's wrong with you, Kiba? The dog snapped at the boy's nose, threatening some pain as it kicked and squirmed. Kiba's eyes widened in horror.

"Please, please, please just do this for me this one mission.." He softly muttered through gritted teeth at the puppy. The dog eyed his companion.

You've been acting weird all day. Kiba trembled.

"Oh that's so cute, Kiba-kun!" Anko smiled with her eyes closed, hugging herself. "I wanna do that!" Kiba's lower jaw trembled as he gaped at her, then a moment later he shut his eyes and lay limp, still clutching Akamaru to him. His faithful companion growled in a grumbling sort of matter, then settled himself down on his belly infront of Kiba.

Anko sighed, apparently her love muffin had passed out from the strain of the situation. She curled up inside of the tent, and fell asleep eventually. The world was bright and cheery, full of vibrant colors streaked like pastel crayon markings that didn't exactly match their containers. Anko looked around confused, hearing a guitar strumming at a fast but unhurried pace, upbeat. Then she saw the stubby, child-like figure of Kiba happily pouncing around after a butterfly ahead of him, without another thought in the world. Smiling open mouthed, Anko began to run after him.

(1)This is not love

Love is not this

I love, but I am not loved

The springing puppy like boy was bounding just out of her reach, back turned to her as he continued to chase the butterfly.

By no means is this love

Sex isn't love

I love, but I do not seek love out

She fell on her knees as he bounded across a large canyon. She bit her lip and raised herself.

I lift up my body, throw down my life. I won't let my gaze waver to the sides, only be earnest

She magically floated across to find herself in a crowded city street, bustling with colorful backs and tops of people who she didn't bother to look at much. She saw the short, grass-like brown hair of Kiba walking calmly ahead of her, far down the street. Snuggle puppy! She reached out as she began to run, grabbing someone and throwing them unrealistically over her shoulder and into the air, as if there was no gravity.

Tricking Searching Interfering Trampling down other people!

And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out!

And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out! And we get the hell out!

And we get the hell out!

After what must've been a very long time, she was within a few steps of his grey jacket. Anko spread her arms, preparing to squeeze her crush to her chest.

Even if we slip on banana peels,

The worled slid beneath her, the sky filling her view as she jolted and lay on her back. The images of the towering buildings blurred as she knew she had tears welling up at the corners of her eyes.

This is all for his sake

I must say it, this is surely

A kind of loyalty you might call love

Anko winced, getting up determinedly. He was still moving away slowly, a quick dash away.

This is never love

Love is never this

This body of mine just can't take any more love!

The sides blurred as his figure grew unsteadily. He turned to her with a confused and troubled look. "You're like twice my age.." he said pointedly to her. The deafening drumming of her heart blasted in her ears. He held out a rolled up newspaper to her, and not knowing why, she took it.

Now's my chance to decipher it! Please tell me how much a gram costs

There could be a revolution of the ignorant masses but the newspapers would remain

silent!

Teeth gritted, she pulled it way back over her shoulder and head, then slashed down at the surprised youth's head.

People go their own ways

This is probably for his sake

I won't ask for anything in return

My loyalty is deeper than love
Kiba turned with his arms infront of him and began to run away. Anko found herself flying after him with one arm stretched out, something fluttering behind her. He was just about to be in arm's reach again..

I might fall down and die, and I might drown

But everything's for his sake

Anko dropped and skidded on her face. She got up a moment later, stumbling after him. The suburban world vanished and for a moment, she was suspended. Then splashed into crashing blues while her body was pushed around unsteadily by waves. Ahead of her she could see Kiba's grey figure dog paddling.

I might be an idiot, I might be a fool, but I don't care

This is a loyalty you might call love.

Her legs turned into a blurred wheel, spraying water behind her as she rapidly closed on him.

The worled melted away vertically, unevenly. The dim light green texture of her tent came into focus as Anko groaned, sitting up. She blinked. That was a dream? Anko found herself walking alongside the white dog again, much to her irritation. Akamaru didn't seem very happy either. Typically Kiba was a lot more energetic, bounding aimlessly through the trees with his buddy.

Hey, what's so wrong with that lady Kiba? Akamaru tilted his head up at the towering body next to him, whining.

"Not now, Akamaru," Kiba said edgily.

If you want me to wait until she's gone, that's gonna be a good long while. His dog pointed out to him.

"So what? How's it your business?" He said, knitting his brows. Anko raised her's, only understanding what Kiba was saying.

Look at her. You don't think she's you know, cute? Akamaru regarded the taller shinobi. Kiba choked.

"Aren't you supposed to be on my side!" Kiba demanded, vein in his temple showing.

What? You forced me into this without explaining anything, I didn't say I was too interested in helping you out. Akamaru snorted.

"Why you little.." Kiba's fingers twitched.

I'd rather ride in your jacket or something, this is a long walk.. Akamaru eyed the cozy jacket.

"N-no..please come on buddy," Kiba pleaded.

The small dog sighed. I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like she's ugly.. he growled throatily.

Kiba bit his lip. He didn't want to say anything in such a way to let Anko know he was talking about her or she might want to join the conversation. "That's..not the point.." he muttered hesitantly.

Then what is? Akamaru concidered biting Kiba's ankle.

"Look, can we just talk about it later?"

Changing the subject means you agree. Kiba winced with one eye shut, shaking.

"It does not!" Anko put a finger to the corner of her mouth. He's so cute when he gets huffy..

Prove me wrong. Akamaru tossed his head tautingly. Kiba steamed silently to himself. Humans..I would've been humping her all night long last night.

"Akamaru!" Kiba said desparately. God I don't want those kinds of mental images!

They walked on in strained silence, Kiba now avoiding looking at both of his traveling companions. Anko just outright stared at her and Akamaru walked, snorting ocassionally, looking ahead. The forrest rose up into a line of mountains, the trail continuing through the joining feet of two of the rocky, towering protrusions. As they entered the gap, a strong breeze cut against them, warning them about the barren lands ahead.

A pair of sharp, smiling serpent eyes glowed at the moving figures from a far distance. "Bleh-ehhleh.." a long, purple tongue moistened pale lips.

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Finished reading the manga up to where it is currently. Hate it. Hate nearly all the new characters and all the old ones I hated before. I think the only one that doesn't get on my nerves is Yamoto. I've also come to the conclusion this is a lot more fucking difficult than my previous story, probably should've done another drama/romance.

Author's Notes

(1) This is the opening song to Excel Saga translated (trust me, it sounds a lot better in Japanese).