Something had to be wrong. She was sleeping without any clothes on, a feeling she had grown use to, and the man next to her was actually holding her. She couldn't be in Orochimaru's bed; Orochimaru never held her like this person was.

She slowly opened one eye, wanting to still have the element of surprise on her side. She was more than shocked to see Kabuto Yakushi's, the man she had wanted to kill for the past year, lying shirtless and possibly more beside her with his head on her shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly around her.

She twitched, but chose to remain quiet as she slid from his grip. She kept her eyes on him as she searched for the clothes she had thrown around when she drunkenly stumbled into the room to bawl her eyes out for a few minutes before going to shower in order to kill her hangover. The rest of the night was divided into retentions of…oh shoot.

She gawked at Kabuto's sleeping form. He looked like the most pleased man in the world.

"I have got to stop drinking." She sighed and looked around, noticing immediately the only thing she was missing.

She gently lifted the pillow Kabuto was sleeping on and pulled out her prized pistol. She checked the holes, a habit she had, and once again stared at Kabuto. This was the opportunity she had strived on for weeks. He was defenseless, naked, and she, she was hung-over enough to gather some boldness and pull the trigger for once.

All it took was a slipup and she could kill this monster for what he did.

Anko gasped and the gun toppled from her hand. She couldn't remember why she wanted him dead.

…..

She was gone when Kabuto, nude and stretched out semi-hoping to feel her there, awoke. On the pillow she had lain on the night before was a piece of paper, folded into a neat square.

Just because I didn't put a bullet in your ass while you were sleeping doesn't mean I've forgiven you for anything. Stay sharp and get back to that fucking family of yours before I change my mind.

-Anko M.

He smirked and held the note against his chest. He had actually slept with the girl who had been fueling his nightmares for so many sleepless nights.

A bomb dropped inside his stomach. Guren. Damn it what was he going to do about Guren?! He got out of bed and hurriedly searched for his belongings, simultaneously thinking of a close to truthful excuse he could give her for his twenty-four hour absence.

Papa J' was at the bar when he went out. He looked up from his work and smirked.

"From what I heard, it sounded like things went pretty good."

Kabuto forced a sincere smile. He took the welcomed seat at the bar and tried to gather his thoughts as Papa J' sat down a glass of orange juice tempered with something else. "They…did. Is she still here?"

The bartender shook his head. "Nope. Left this morning, but she did want me to tell you that she'd be seeing you again soon to…do justice?" he burst out into laughter. "I'd like to know what kind of justice!"

Kabuto twitched and stood, taking a swag of the juice. "I really should get going. Thank you very much for all your support."

Papa J's laughter died out. "Actually son, it's you I need to thank."

"Pardon?"

The glass Papa J was drying was put down. "Last night, I was thinking of going around back and putting a bullet in my head. But then that young lady of yours walked in and I had to put that idea on hold." He slowly looked to Kabuto. "And then you showed up…"

Kabuto gulped down the sour pulp. Great, he had killed several lives yet he had just saved one.

Papa J laughed again, "Maybe you two will pop out a few kiddos like me and my Tsunade."

Kabuto spat out the liquid as a horrifying thought came to him. He jumped up and dug through his pockets, feeling the object he was loathing. "Damn it…" he growled as he threw the unused condom down. "I got to go."

Papa J's chortle followed him. "Don't forget about stopping by sometime."

"…Yes…"

Not going to happen.

.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

A high force took care of him that morning. After an hour of walking, a truck driver had picked Kabuto up and drove him back to Otogakure where he ran the rest of the way home.

Guren opened the door the second he entered the gate and met him halfway. "Where have you been?" she demanded in a worried tone.

Kabuto slung his arms around her and kissed her roughly, much to her surprise. "I'm so sorry. I was in an accident."

Guren pulled back. "Accident?! How?"

"I…pulled over onto a cliff and it fell apart right under me. It was only a few feet, but it completely screwed up the car."

Guren gave him a gently peck before trapping him in a hug once more. "The car is replaceable dear, not you."

Kabuto smiled for a moment, but then the events from the night before sped across his mind and he frowned, guilt eating at him. Guren was an amazing woman and deserved better than trash like him.

"Dad!"

Kabuto looked up to see Yūkimaru bounding towards him, a fishing pole in hand.

Guren laughed. "He's been going on and on about fishing with his "daddy"."

Kabuto smiled and ruffled Yūkimaru's clean locks. "How about this weekend?"

"Really? That sounds great dad!"

The sound of a phone ringing from the house redirected the family's attention.

"I'll get it." Guren said, but was stopped by Kabuto.

"I need to freshen up anyway, I'll get it." He ran up the stairs and hurried to the phone, catching it by its eighth ring. "Hello?"

"Hey partner. I need to know where Anko is."

Kabuto's blood ran cold at the familiar buzz of Orochimaru's tone. He swallowed. "A-Anko?"

"Yes," Orochimaru hissed teasingly. "She never came home last night. And judging by the fact that I'm speaking to you right now, she didn't kill you either."

Kabuto's free hand clenched, his defensive nature suddenly rising. "Stay away from her you son of a bitch!"

Orochimaru chuckled on the other line. "Sorry Kabuto, but she belonged to me first." His laughed rattled Kabuto, the only escape from it was the dead dial tone as the Orochimaru hung up the phone.

"Orochimaru?!" Kabuto screamed into the beeping phone. "Orochimaru, don't you dare hurt her! You understand me you bastard!? Stay the fuck away from her!"

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again."

Kabuto dropped to his knees instead, the phone colliding beside him. His mind swarmed with the things Orochimaru could do to that poor girl. He had a feeling death would be the worst of her problems.

.,.,.,.

A month had passed since the horrific incidents. Kabuto's life slowly spiraled back in control. He and Yūkimaru became closer every day and spent every moment they could together before Yūkimaru had to go off to register for school. He and Guren had finally talked about having a baby of their own, just something to make the paradise around them official. They had a few problems however, and based on a doctor's advice, decided to put it off for a little while.

He was currently alone, having a light drink by the pool as she shimmering waters became darker with the setting sun. There was something less deadly about it, less sinister. Maybe now that he knew the truth about the former residents of it, the darkness couldn't eat at him.

"That's it then." He whispered out loud, watching the teardrops on his glass fall. "I don't see ghosts anymore."

.,.,.,.

Anko hacked up another load of warm, acidy vomit. Her lungs were burning and she was shaking so much she couldn't even move from the toilet. She could only let her head fall on the cool seat and wait for she waves of nausea to recede.

She pushed herself back with the last of her strength and curled on the floor, gripping her stomach tightly. "What's wrong with me!?" she wailed into the empty hotel room.

She had been like this for the last couple of days, so sick that she could only crawl to the bathroom. She wondered if maybe someone had broke into the room and snuck something in her food while she was out. But she had made sure no one could find her, even someone as swift as Orochimaru. She even checked in under an assumed name to make double sure no one could find her. So if she wasn't poisoned, what was it?

Her eyes widened when a very blurry, but realistic thought came to her. It was something she had learned frequently about in the orphanage, considering that the nuns didn't think there was anyone insane enough to adopt her. But she and Itachi did there research when they became obsessed with the "lovers" thing and learned about the consequences of sex.

She scoffed, clutching her stomach and rubbing the creature that could possibly be in her. "So…who's your daddy kid?" she whispered.

It couldn't be Orochimaru's, she only had to think of his face to figure that out. Orochimaru knew the first time he took her clothes off that she could become pregnant and took major precautions. There had been several close calls, but Orochimaru thought there was no way he could have made a mistake.

But then, there was her drunken moment with Kabuto Yakushi…

She slammed her head onto the floor; if she didn't have the heart to kill him then, she did now.

But maybe she wouldn't have to. If she found him and told him, maybe he'd help her Jse it.

Anko quivered with faith. Kabuto was as close to a gentleman as one could get, so he'd help her without a second thought. But…what about that family of his, the family he actually wanted? He wouldn't give it up for the likes of her.

She sat up, gripping the toilet to hoist herself to her feet. "I guess were at it alone kid." She sighed. She flopped down onto her bed, thinking the whole matter though. She wasn't the least bit scared, despite being a barely sixteen year old mother, but something inside her twisted and turned each time she thought about the being inside her. Maybe those were "motherly instincts"; like the ones Mikoto showed that night when she used herself as a shield for her babies.

"How am I going to do this mom?" Anko sighed. She turned onto her side and hoped that sleep would bring her an answer. Barely five minutes into her nap, the phone beside her ring. Anko groaned and picked it up, knowing that if she didn't the manager would come up here himself.

"Room 201." Anko sighed.

"Hello my dear."

Anko's blood ran cold at the hum of the silky voice on the other end of the line. She shot up and gripped the phone tighter to her ear. "How the Hell did you find me?"

"Now Anko, I thought I taught you how to greet your superiors."

"How did you know where I was?!" Anko growled again.

"Heh. I always keep track of what belongs to me dear girl, you know that."

Anko slowly stood and reached under her pillow to bring out the handgun she always carried. She moved to the window, the phone still at her ear, and tore the curtain open. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of Orochimaru just outside her window, waving at her as if they were next-door-neighbors.

"You don't look to happy to see me dear."

Anko threw the phone down and ran to the door. She tripped over the cord and spent a few seconds untangling herself before throwing the door open to shoot Orochimaru. She almost pulled the trigger but saw that he was nowhere to be seen. She lowered the weapon only slightly and moved back inside, locking the door as she did.

"Was it…just an illusion?" she whispered out loud. She looked down at the phone and could just barely hear the dead dial tone. She sighed and picked it up, replacing it in its cradle. She laid back down but kept the cool piece of steal close to her.

The phone rang again, and Anko felt like screaming. She picked it up. "What do you want?!" she screamed through a sob.

"Meet me at our apartment; we'll finish things there."

The line went dead again and Anko snatched the cord out of the wall and threw it across the room. She dropped lifelessly into the mattress and pressed the gun to her head, wanting so badly to pull the trigger.

Was Orochimaru going to try to kill her?

She couldn't let that happen. It wasn't her life she had to worry about; it was the one growing inside her.

It was Kabuto's child she had to protect.

.,.,.,.,.,

Midnight

Kabuto groggily awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He felt for his glasses so that he could answer it before it woke Guren up. He yawned and answered the screaming tool. "Yakushi residents…"

The other line was silent.

"Hello?" Kabuto said again. His heart raced slightly as an old paranoia came over him. He was about to slam the phone down when a cough on some sort spoke up.

"Kabuto wait…don't hang up…"

Kabuto's senses fully sparked as the familiar voice flowed to his ears. "Anko? Anko is that you?" He was answered by a laugh.

"Yeah, it's me…"

He smiled slightly. "…How you doing?" Once again, he earned a moment of silence before he earned his answer.

"Okay…I guess…look Yakushi…I…I'm just calling to…"

Kabuto heard a burst of static that covered up a sob. "Anko? Where are you, I can barely hear."

"I'm outside Orochimaru's place…"

"What?!" Kabuto yelled, jumping out of bed. "What are you thinking, get away from there!"

"He's going to try to kill me...and...someone else." Anko whispered. "So I have to get to him first."

He heard the faint sound of car horns and other outside noises, but he wanted to hear Anko's voice. "…Anko wait! Please talk to me, reconsider!"

././.

Anko pulled Kabuto's shrieking pleas away from her ear and placed it back on the payphone's receiver. The coldness in her stomach was deeper now, but she felt just a little better that she got to talk to him one last time before she went into open fire. She patted her stomach. "Don't be afJd little guy, mommy's going to be all right."

With that, she pulled out her gun and dashed into Orochimaru's home.

././.

Kabuto stared into the moonlight in fear as the dial tone became more increasing and unbearable. He dropped the phone back in its place and rushed around for clothing.

"Kabuto, what's wrong?"

Kabuto glanced at his wife, who he had woken during his spur. He quickly thought of a lie; he was not ready to tell her about Anko. "There's a problem at the shop, just a couple of kids creating a ruckus and breaking a few windows." He pulled on his shirt and walking back to her, giving her a quick kiss on the head. "I'll be back in the morning."

Guren hummed something and went back to sleep.

Kabuto watched her for a moment. A voice in his mind told him to crawl back into the warm covers with her and let Anko do what she felt she had to do, but of course, he ignored it and ran out the door.

.,.,.,,.,,.,..,.,,

Anko's footsteps echoed through the seemingly empty apartment as she traveled up the stairs to the room where the monster laid. It seemed odd, coming into the bedroom where she and he had spent many… rememberable nights at. However, she really wasn't going to miss them. She realized during her month of solitude how stupid she had been. Orochimaru was only using her for his demise and sexual needs; he never cared about her.

She came to the door and pressed her ear to the dense wood. There wasn't any sound, but she knew Orochimaru was in there. She kicked the door down and pointed the gun towards the bed where Orochimaru was sitting so comfortably.

He looked up at her and smirked, that sly, lustful look in his eyes. "Well well, if it isn't Anko." He stood. "I was starting to think you had forgotten about our little reunion."

Anko stared at him coldly, the gun just itching to go off. However, her instincts weren't as agreeable for she didn't pull the trigger when he walked up to her and ran a hand over her burning cheek.

"You're burning up dear…" he drawled, one of his hands sliding down. "Maybe we should remove some of this hot clothing to cool you off."

Anko threw him off of her, pulling the trigger and sadly missing him. "How fucking dare you!" she yelled at him.

Orochimaru picked himself up and hid his irritation with a ruthful smirk. "I see that you're still mad at me for the bullet I planted in your chest."

"I'm not here because of that." Anko snapped. "You've been lying to me all this time!"

"I don't quite get-"

Anko pulled the trigger again barely missed his arm. "I missed on purpose; don't ask me to do it again." She reloaded it and continued. "You told me Kabuto was the one who slaughtered my family that night, but you just happened to forget to mention that you tagged along!"

Orochimaru remained completely impassive. He had known that this subject would come up eventually and had prepared for it.

"You killed them too!"

Sounds of gunshots rang through her ears.

"I remember now…you killed my mother!" the gun in her hand flinched. "You killed her and then laughed as she bled to death!"

"And where were you!?" he yelled over her screams. He smirked at her surprised expression. "Where were you, when I blew her bJns out, Anko?"

Anko's mind went blank as struggled to remember what happened that night. But it didn't take long.

.,.,.

The footsteps were louder now, just outside the door in fact. Mikoto was press against them so tightly that Anko was smothered with her heat as well as her brother's and her own. Itachi suddenly grabbed her arm, his grip sweaty and shaky.

"Anko," he whispered. "there's a closet to your right. I want you to get in it, and stay very quiet."

"What?" Anko hissed. "What about you, and Sasuke, and Mom?"

"It'll look suspicious if we all just suddenly disappear. But you'll be fine."

Another crash made them jump.

"But what if-"

"Don't you get it?!" Itachi hissed. "They won't even be looking for you! No one knows that you live with us."

The knob to the room twisted.

Itachi jumped up and grabbed Anko, dragging her to the closet and throwing her in it.

"Itachi!" she squeaked. Itachi crouched down and kissed her on the lips, a first on his part. He stopped as quickly as he had begun and closed Anko in. He ran back to his confused mother and grabbed Sasuke just as the door opened and a dark figure with a shiny gun entered…

.,.,.,

Anko dropped to her knees, her gun still clasped tightly in her grip.

"You hid to let them catch the blunt." Orochimaru answered. "You ran away like a cowardly bitch."

Anko's tear-stained face shot up. "Shut up!" she screamed at him. "Just shut up!"

Orochimaru leered. "Truth hurts, don't it sweetheart?"

Anko jumped up and ran as fast as she could out of the house. She would blow her own bJns out if she stayed another moment.

Orochimaru watched her out the window and licked his lips, slithering after her.

"Please please please please…" Anko found herself praying as she ran through the dark, empty streets. She had no idea where she was going, neither less were she could go. She wanted Itachi. She wanted Kabuto. She wanted Orochimaru to die. She wanted her mother, and her father, and her little brother. She wanted so many things that she could never have.

Her lungs were burning now so she had to stop, causing her to lose balance and drop to her knees. She was sobbing now. She couldn't help it; she had been holding it in for too long. She absently rubbed at her stomach. This was part of the reason she went after Orochimaru that morning. She wanted to kill him to revenge her fallen family as well as give the child inside her a chance at life.

She stood and stared at the building in front of her. She had instinctually ran to the Cathedral. Even with lacking faith, this was one of the few places she was drawn to. She felt a sting of evil though the godliness and shot around. Orochimaru was watching her, as he always was. She glared at him and charged into the church, cranking her gun as she did.

(WHOA, CRAZY LADY IN CHUCH!)

The priest looked up as the door slammed. He smiled, well familiar with the face that had entered into the candle-lit room. "Hello again Miss Anko." He greeted. "A little early for Sunday services isn't it?"

Anko stared at him impassively. She really hated to do what she was about to do, but she didn't need anyone else to get hurt because of her mistakes. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at him. He turned pale.

"Leave this place." She ordered. "Do not come back."

The priest nodded and slid past her, his glassy eyes still locked on her.

"Thank you." Anko whispered, watching the door close as he hurriedly left. She then turned to the Virgin Mary statue and knelt down. "Sorry about that," she apologized a little sarcastically. "I just didn't want one of your followers to watch something like this." She was quiet after that, trying to put together what she wanted to say. "Listen, I know I've fallen so hard this time, but I need your help right now. If not for me, then how about for this baby, okay?"

The Virgin seemed to be listening.

"You had a kid too, you know what it's like to have one and then have it taken away. Please, don't let me go through that."

The sound of the door opening brought her out of her pleading state. The incoming footsteps entered, and the door closed once more.

Anko slowly stood, her back to the person entering. "Please," she whispered once more. "please keep it safe." She turned to Orochimaru and pointed her gun at him, only to discover that he had one aimed at her as well.

"Don't be too hasty dear." Orochimaru jeered. "You might do something you'll regret later on."

"The only thing I regret," Anko said dangerously "is not doing this sooner, you murderous lout!"

"Watch your mouth, we're in a church."

"Like you care." Anko scoffed.

Orochimaru suddenly lowered his gun, the most sincere look on his. "You're right, I don't care, because every action I've done was never governed by the idols you so strongly worship." He nodded towards the Virgin Mary to emphasize what he meant, earning a glare from Anko. "How can anyone look up to something that doesn't look them directly in the eye?"

"It's a little something called faith." Anko spat. "Try getting some."

"Faith, my dear girl?"

"It's what I thought you were the day you came into the hospital and told me that horrid lie." Her free hand absently slipped into her pocket and fingered at the Queen. "It's what brought Kabuto to me so that I could learn the truth." She gulped and forced her next sentence out. "It's what my child is going to grow up on."

Orochimaru's face went pale.

"I'm pregnant Orochimaru, and after today, I'm not going to pick up another gun if I can help it. My child is going to be Jsed by the grace of God. But first," she unlocked the safety. "I'm going to wipe you out so that my kid doesn't have to know what kind of a monster my "lover" was."

Orochimaru just watched her, shock mixed with confusion etched on his face.

Anko smirked. "Nighty-night." She pulled the trigger.

POP.

Anko's eyes widened when nothing came from the chamber. She pulled the trigger again and was given nothing. She quickly opened her gun to discover the horrible sight of empty shells. Orochimaru began to laugh and she looked up, his full gun back on her.

"Don't worry darling, you weren't cut out for motherhood anyway."

\./././.

Kabuto slammed on brakes as a man ran out in front of his car. "Damn!" he cried, jumping out to make sure he hadn't killed anyone.

"Help!" the man scream, grabbing Kabuto's shirt.

"Look sir I-" he saw the white collar around the man's neck. "Oh, my deepest apologies Father."

"Please, there's a woman inside the Cathedral with a gun! I'm afJd she's going to shoot herself!"

"Wait," Kabuto gasped, gripping the holy man for dear life. "A girl? What does she look like?"

The priest managed to sputter out an answer. "She's young, very young. She comes to the church at least once a week to pray but…oh please help me. I don't want to see her die like that."

Kabuto pulled away and ran towards the church up the street. "Anko!" he screamed through the emptiness just in case she was able to hear her. "Anko hold on!"

./././.

Anko let her useless tool fall to the ground. Her mind was racing for ideas, but the only thing that came to her was stalling.

She pulled out the Queen of Hearts, her only weapon. She held it up so that Orochimaru could see it. "Why did you give this to me?"

Orochimaru smirked. He knew what she was doing and decided to play along; he wasn't it too much of a hurry to kill her anyway. "It was just a random act of persuasion; something to draw you to me."

Anko stared into the Queens eyes. "All this time, it had been about you hypnotizing me, about bJnwashing me?"

Orochimaru chuckled. "You fell for it gracefully, my dear."

Anko ripped the Queen in two, throwing the shreds on the ground. "Why didn't you leave me in the hospital!? Why did you have to put me through all this!?"

Orochimaru tilted his head in a questionable matter. "You really are beautiful you know."

Anko gawked at him. "What?!"

Orochimaru chuckled. He wanted to touch her but couldn't let his guard down. "Do you want to know what I was feeling the night Kabuto and I slaughtered your family?"

Anko gulped. Honestly, she didn't.

"I felt so invigorated to watch them go down. Call me sick all you want my dear, but that's how I felt. To watch people die, especially people as young as those little boys, is really quite interesting."

Anko glared at him. "Shut up."

"The oldest boy was my favorite." Orochimaru continued. "He was filled with so much fire, so much hate. He was a delicious opponent."

"Stop it!" Anko screamed, covering her ears. "Just stop already just shut the fuck up!" She dropped to the floor and blocked the sounds out.

Orochimaru stared at her. "And then I opened the closet…" he gripped the gun to keep it from falling from his sweaty hands. "I wanted to blow your head off, but something else other than your blood caught my attention. I wanted your body Anko, and I finally got it. I still want it."

Anko glared up at him, still able to hear every word that came out of his vile lips. Her glare stayed as Orochimaru crouched in front of her, his familiar head drowning her.

"I think you started to want it to," his hand brushed her cheek. "didn't you?"

Anko looked away from him. "Don't give yourself too much credit; I did what I had to do to get my information."

"That's very unfortunate." Orochimaru growled. "I can already see that there's a very little chance of you coming to your senses and coming back with me."

Anko nodded. "I'm through with you."

Orochimaru sighed and backed up, getting his gun ready. "Such a pity, I was hoping to get one more in before I blew your head off in your sleep, but oh well." He angled it at her head. "Give my regards to Kabuto when he joins you."

Anko smirked suddenly, causing Orochimaru to pause. "You know," Anko said "Maybe if I had just gone after him myself instead of following you around, I would have gotten to know what a really okay guy he was."

Orochimaru arched an eyebrow. "You've forgiven him?"

"No," Anko laughed. "I've simply let it go." Her hand rubbed her stomach added to herself, "For my kid's sake."

Orochimaru shook his head. "I'll let him know that before I kill him."

Anko kept her eyes on him. She was not afJd to die. She had said goodbye to Kabuto, prayed for her soul as well as her child's, and would see her beloved family in a moment. "Bring it."

Orochimaru smirked; he did not have to be told twice.

The doors behind them burst open. "OROCHIMARU!"

Orochimaru turned around just in time to see Kabuto pull out a gun and point it at him.

"Anko, move!"

Anko jumped behind the Virgin Mary statue and listened as the gunshots went off.

Kabuto ducked behind an alter as a bullet grazed his head. He waited until he heard Orochimaru re-load his gun before he jumped up and shot a bullet stJght in Orochimaru's chest.

The evil man gasped as he hit the floor, withering for a few seconds before stopping completely.

The church went quiet, with exception of Kabuto's heavy breathing. He slowly stood, his gun poised at Orochimaru's head. He walked over to him and walked over him. His eyes were closed and for the first time since Kabuto had met him, looked peaceful.

Kabuto sighed in relief and put his gun away. He looked up to see Anko edging out from behind the statue to him.

They stared at each other, like long-lost friends.

"You've been working out." Anko commented, stepping forward.

"And you look as if you haven't slept in days." Kabuto retorted, meeting her.

She stared at Orochimaru, the man who had taught her everything plus some; the man who had shared a bed with her and taught her to kill a man in several creative ways. He was dead, and Anko was overflowed with happiness.

She turned back to Kabuto. "Why…"

Kabuto reached out cautiously and rubbed her cheek. "Because sorry isn't enough."

Anko smiled and blinked back a few tears. She hit him playfully in the shoulder before grabbing him and kissing him on the lips. He responded a second later.

Neither one of them noticed the pair of eyes watching them with shock and malice. Orochimaru didn't know if it was hurt or jealously that was running through him, but whatever it was, it burned. That child in Anko womb…it wasn't his. It was Kabuto's! They had slept together!

His fingers circled the gun and picked it up, pointing it at Anko' stomach. "Deceptive bitch…"

Anko pulled from Kabuto just in time to see the gun pointed at her. She had barely enough action time to grab Kabuto's weapon and level it with Orochimaru's sick smirk.

"ANKO!"

The triggers were pulled, and a pool of blood surrounded the Queen of Heart's remains as a sob went off elsewhere.

.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,

Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me!

Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me?