I do not own Naruto! Or any of the music in this fanfic! I will do my best to cite my music sources in the end of the chapters in the A/N! I do, however, own the OC's.
Orochimaru had put all training on hold until the wedding was over for who-else-knew why. I, of course, disobeyed and continued working on the second stage of the Rasengan training. It had now been four months since he'd done so, and quite a few of the Sound Shinobi were commenting that he was more short-tempered than ever and was acting quite oddly, as though he constantly had a sour taste in his mouth. I already knew for a fact that it was because of the position that he and I had put each other in.
"Sarah, honestly, if Orochimaru-sama wanted to put your training on hold, he wouldn't have done so!" Guren spat. Orochimaru had called her out of hiding to protect me, and I was busy with the Rasengan, so I didn't care. "It's bad enough that he decided to let you get married. Although, I'm curious as to who the unlucky bastard is. I pity him."
"Him," I retorted, finally creating the full-fledged Rasengan. "Yes! Finally!"
"What about – oh, no… you can't honestly mean that Orochimaru-sama would honestly choose you to be his wife? Hah! Don't make me laugh," she mocked, and I flinched at her cruel words. "He's only using you for the jutsus and the sex!"
I walked off to work on the water-walking technique while trying to hold back tears, but I didn't care about anything like that anymore. I channeled my chakra into my feet, and hesitantly stepped out onto the water. Out of nowhere, a large crystal appeared and then created large waves. I couldn't keep my balance, and fell into the hot waters of the natural hot springs I'd discovered a few days before. The surface became pink crystal, and I panicked, unable to breathe. I knew it was Guren, angry at the revelation I'd given her, but I didn't care anymore – well, almost. The one reason I had for living had just been questioned down to my core, and I didn't like it at all.
"No…" I gurgled out, and closed my eyes to prepare for death, picturing the man who'd spared my life and saved it. The one I was hopelessly obsessed with and going to marry in a few days' time. The one who I was in love with even though he terrified the crap out of me.
"Breathe," I heard him order trhough the darkness. "Breathe!"
"She can't," I heard Guren say, right as yellow dots went into my vision that were the exact color of Orochimaru's eyes.
"Leave! If it weren't for your kekke genkai, I'd be killing you for that!" I heard Orochimaru yell angrily, and I heard Guren's footsteps recede as she began cursing me out. Could it be...?
"She's sucked in a lot of water, Orochimaru-sama. She'll live, if we can get her breathing," I heard Kabuto say. So much for me dying.
"Damn it, Sarah, breathe!" I heard Orochimaru order as he pushed down cruelly on my chest. I didn't want to, but I coughed up the offending water, and began breathing once more.
"Oro…chi…"I croaked in realization that this was real, and he ran his hand through my wet hair. I dimly realized that we were both soaking wet.
"Hush, pet. Kabuto, get us some dry clothes. Now," he ordered, and Kabuto also vanished. "What were you thinking? You could have died!" he growled.
"I wanted to train some more on the walk on water technique since you put the Rasengan training on hold. I wanted to get away from Guren since she…she…" I croaked, then became silent as tears began to flow down my face.
"Do not cry, it's a sign of weakness," he snapped, but this only made my crying turn into sobbing and worsen.
He remained still, not being used to being put on the spot like this. After a few minutes, he began petting my back hesitantly, then more steadily and it became rubbing as he grew accustomed to helping me.
"But I don't understand! Why would you care about me?" I asked in desperation, loneliness and sorrow through the sobs.
"But I need you to be more careful next time. I already lost one woman to a talentless idiot. You're the only other one to have captured my heart. Even Anko couldn't," he smirked. "She was worthless to me, nothing. Tsunade was Tsunade – I loved her, until she went with Dan. When he died, I knew she would never recover. But you – you're pure, innocent, and a natural genius like me. All you have to do is stay by me, and I'll make sure you never die," he soothed, although his words pierced like a sword through my chest.
"Is that all I am to you? A tool for sex and jutsus?" I asked hurt, looking him in the eyes.
"No," he growled, clenching a fist in anger. "Is that what Guren said to you?"
I nodded, my throat hurting more than ever.
"Sarah, I wouldn't have agreed to marry you if I didn't love you," he murmured into my ear, and I began wailing onto his chest. I needed to vent, and this was the quickest way. "I love you, and I will never, let anything happen to you, you little prodigy."
Prodigy? Did he just call me a prodigy? Holy cow, I think I just died and went to heaven in that water. Well, I could still smell him and hear his heartbeat, so I guessed I'd fainted.
"Well? How is she?" I heard Orochimaru ask.
"She'll be alright. She's just tired. Give her a few hours, she'll be fine, I can assure you. I got some medicine into her bloodstream – a relaxant for stress, and some herbs for sore muscles and water damage," Kabuto reported. "Truth be told, I wouldn't be surprised if she can hear you right now."
"Good. Make sure that Guren never comes near her again, will you?" I heard my monster, my savior, command. I heard receding footsteps once more. I could feel him lift me up gently, and feel his warm, firm hands peeling my wet clothing off of me. I could tell he was behind me as he changed me, but it felt strangely good.
He snaked his tongue up my legs, but stopped at about the halfway point between my hips and knees. Yikes. At least he had self control now. That was a plus. I lay there, as still as could be, his every touch bringing pure ecstasy into my dark void. I dared to open my eyes and instantly regretted it almost.
So much for my innocence.
"Nnng…" I murmured, trying not to vomit at what I'd seen. He was more than amazing – he was everything I could have dreamt of and better! I heard him dress quickly and race to my side.
"Sarah," he said gently, and my vision came in and out of focus onto his face and golden orbs.
"Sexy," I moaned out, meaning to say 'snakes'.
"You saw," he said.
"Perfect," I murmured, nuzzling his hand with my cheek.
"You saw, didn't you?" he growled, and I hesitantly nodded.
"Not all of it – only a blur," I said truthfully. But, alas, I could still make out the outlines on him, so I knew what was what.
"Well, then, you've managed to keep your innocence after all, you naughty girl," he crooned, and my breathing hitched up again.
I was just about to reply when I fell victim to some syndromes that almost every ninja is terrified of. Dreams of memories. Memories unwanted – very unwanted. My head felt like it was on fire, so I let myself fall asleep once more.
My brothers were at a gravesite, my parents and cousins alongside them, and quite a few of my friends were there. Even Zoe and Jazmin were there, their friendship rekindled by my death, which I never thought possible. I flinched, and found a person who stood out from the others, murmuring things that most others wouldn't. One of my college classmates had come to pay respects, and even quite a few of my old teachers from high school and such had. I was, in a way, attending my own funeral.
I watched as my classmates completed my eulogy, and a few of my church leaders also gave their own versions. I vaguely heard someone make lyrics to the Song of Storms from legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, then morph it into the Nocturne of Shadows from the same game, and finally into River Flows in You from Twilight. At the burial, as the clan was gathered around the casket, I heard them sing a different song, one that I'd sung frequently throughout my childhood.
My Heavenly Father Loves Me. That song, in its entire simplicity, was what I needed to hear in that moment. It calmed my aching heart, and warmed me to the core. I knew I was missed, but I couldn't go back. Not now that I'd finally gotten what I'd never been able to in their world.
I could barely hear Kabuto and Orochimaru talking about me, but I shoved it away as I watched them bury an empty casket. I watched my mother sobbing, and my teachers were all in mourning. Heck, the school had even set up a shrine dedicated to me. My friends from the Fayetteville Public library were also sobbing their hearts out, the librarians and youth alike, and there was one in particular that I noticed was missing: Josh, my phsyco stalker. No surprise there. Then I realized where he was – hiding in the back, a knife in hand.
I looked around once more, and branched out to find what someone else was doing. Hotspur, the only male librarian, was manning the Children's Desk at the library, and I gently typed something up on his computer.
I'm alive. In the Naruto world. Getting married soon. Miss you all lots. - Renate/Sarah
"Oh my god," I heard him murmur, and he instantly texted Shay and Kena, who were at my funeral. I'd tell them later at Anime club. They'd figure it out.
I dimly realized it was the second Monday, and everyone was at Anime Club to mourn my passing after the funeral was over. Nobody was behind the pulpit, and I cracked my knuckles to get ready to type. Kaitlyn and Jennifer screamed as I began typing the message that I'd given Hotspur.
I'm alive. In the Naruto world. Marrying Orochimaru soon. Sasuke's in the Sound, but he won't be killing anyone anytime soon. I'm glad nobody came with me – I'm a mess! I was right – Snake is the one for me, and holy crap is he protective of me! Miss you all lots. I'll visit when I can, I promise. He'll probably let me once I've mastered the Rasengan. Yes, I stole some jutsus from Jiraiya and have been using my knowledge of the Naruto-verse to my advantage. Keep up your amazing lives, my totally amazing (and hyperactive) friends! - Renate/Sarah PS. Don't let Might Guy get under your skin. He's gay.
The club stared in horror as I typed my message with flying fingers. I'd always been a fast typer, but now that I was weaving hand signs like crazy and working on my finger speed, I'd typed the message in a minute flat. They all stared, and Kena spoke up first.
"Sarah? You're- here?" she asked hesitantly, and I typed a 'yes, in spirit. I'm asleep, so I can travel, apparently. I can summon my Pokémon team from Black version! Orochimaru fell in love with my Serperior and Reshiram. They're the only reason I'm still alive right now, and probably what swayed him into marrying me...'
"Are you okay?" Zoe asked protectively. Fine, just wore out. One otonin tried to kill me via drowning, but Orochimaru-sama dove in and rescued me. He even resuscitated me! His lips are strangely warm, his hands firm, but holy snakes, he knows how to save a girl's life!
"He – gave you mouth to mouth?" Jazmin stammered out. Yup. Felt great! He even went to – I hit backspace, not wanting to corrupt the preteens' innocence. He even had Kabuto get me some dry clothes to change into, and stayed by my side the whole time.
"Wow, how…romantic…for a villain…" Katlynn stammered. I know some of you don't know who I'm talking about, but trust me – he's worth staying in this world for. I miss you all a lot, but it's better than going back and failing my college classes. There's no way I'm coming back till summer!
"What jutsus have you learned?" Makayla asked. Doppelgangers, tree climbing – no hands! – and I almost got the walk on water, till Guren screwed me up with her attempted murder. Let's see, I got summoning down, I can perform a few basic snake ones, courtesy of Orochimaru, who has so graciously taken me on as an apprentice, and I managed to learn the one that allows you to shed your skin without dying to heal yourself. I haven't mastered that one, though. Sensei says to give it a few more years to let my chakra mature some more.
"So, Orochimaru's really your Sensei? How'd you pull that off?" Josh scoffed, and I glared at him. Go to Manda. See if I care. But, to answer your question, he made the transfer, I explained all my circumstances about finding him, and showed him Reshiram. He took me on saying that he could make me more powerful than him, on the condition that I never turn on him. I obviously swore on my life that I wouldn't, and he sealed the deal by biting me on my neck.
"He gave you a hickey?" half the club gawked. Yes. What of it? He's a virgin, I see nothing wrong with it.
"Nothing wrong? Nothing wrong? He could have been using that to give you a curse mark!" Zoe objected. Suddenly, a second screen came up in the internet browser, translating from Japanese to English. Oh, oh. I knew what was coming. He's gotten into my head. He'll be using Google translate to communicate with you guys. It's not very good though.
What, my translation skills? Or your friends' translation skills? Speaking of which, one of them has a knife in his sleeve. Bronze hair and glasses. The one you nicknamed "Phsyco Stalker" in your Sophomore year, if I'm correct.
Joshua Spann, I'm going to hit you with a Rasengan if you don't drop that knife. Don't test me – I will. Wait, how did you know about that?
I would listen to her if I were you, boy. She's already killed a man. You explained why you were afraid of boys to Kabuto, remember? I was listening behind the door.
One of these days….Ah, forget it. Besides that, the man was trying to rape me! What was I supposed to do, let him?
Scream out for me to help would have worked. Your Rasengan was horribly performed, might I add. Your kerei kurai has already been pushed to enough limits. That is part of why I make our wedding plans currently and put your training on hold.
I love you. You know that, right?
And I, you. As for the love bite – that was in no way intended to be a curse mark. Sarah is one of the few people I refuse to give one to. I'm not going to corrupt that little ball of… energy. Has an almost endless supply, too – until she's half dead. then she's depleted. Which reminds me, you need to wake up. We've things to do today, young lady.
"Wait, did you just say that you love her?" Zoe, Jazmin, Mykayla, Arron, Bradley and Kena gawked in disbelief.
Yes. Why else would I agree to marry her?
For the sex, I typed while Zoe said it aloud.
Why did you have to listen to Guren, Sarah-chan? And for the love of snakes, get your mind out of the gutters! I don't care if you look like a Tsunade miniature with black hair; get it out of the bloody gutters!
She's the one who toughened me up to the level I was at when you found me, you know.
…We're leaving. Come, Sarah. We've got training to do.
Bye guys! See you next summer!
I opened my eyes to find Orochimaru's fingers on my forehead, peering into my mind.
"I'm in trouble, aren't I?" I asked, and he smirked.
"Interesting choice of company that you kept. As long as you don't shower or bathe, you'll look like you wandered to Konoha. Now get going, and don't forget to work on the Rasengan," he teased, and I nodded an affirmative.
Dimension Transfer will come in later on, I promise.