Three chapters in a week...I think I'm out doing myself. ^^

Anyway, I just wanted to add that the poem-thingy (it'd be an insult to all poems out there if I call that a 'poem', cause it's pretty pathetic) is only there to spice up the story, to give the readers a hint of what is to come. So, I'll only add it in at certain times.

And, about the titles of the chapters...I took lesser than thirty seconds to think of and decide on them, hence their crappy-ness. It'd help greatly if you do not pay much attention to it, cause it does not carry hidden meanings or anything.

Finally, I want to add that I do not write the intimate part of make-out scenes. In fact, I just skip them. Apologies for any hopefuls out there. Kissing and the rest is fine though. Hence, I'll be changing the ratings to T as of now.

Whew, and now...ON TO THE STORY! ^_^

Thanks to those who reviewed!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and any of its characters.

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Her eyes followed the trail of a drop of water from his midnight black hair, trickling at a teasingly slow speed down his collarbones, down his chest, down his lean stomach, before finally being adsorbed by the fluffy white towel at his waist.

Anko stared.

And stared.

And for good measure, stared some more. She knew that she should be remembering something very important... something along the lines of collecting information. From the person in front of me. Collecting information from the half-naked person in front of me. I'll use the best of my ability to map every contour, every muscle, every-

NO. That was wrong. She should be concentrating on getting away, seeing that she can hardly pull off the task properly anymore. Because of the person who was in front of her. Who was half-naked. Who-
Right. Concentrate.

Orochimaru cleared his throat, causing Anko to snap out of her thoughts only then did the full weight of the situation hit her, as her eyes snapped up to meet Orochimaru's. It hit her in the face. Literally.

Suddenly, someone screamed. Ear-piercing? Checked. Head-splitting? Checked. High-pitched? Checked and double-checked.
However, Anko did not know who. Correction, she didn't want to know who did it. As her her panic went into over-drive, her mind conveniently went on auto-pilot.

She reached out and yanked on Orochimaru's arm, her sweaty palm meeting damp skin, pulling him out of the door way. A flash of disbelief flitted on his face. But that was not the end. Anko dashed into the room, before slamming and locking the door. All the while screaming.

Anko sank against the door, panting heavily. What just happened? WHAT JUST HAPPENED?
As the scenes instantly played before her eyes, she groaned. That was unbelievable! The least she should do was to make a snide remark on how much weight he have gained since they last met! Not ogle like some teenage girl!

A knock on the door, accompanied by an "Anko, if you do not open my door to my room this instant, I promise that I will break it down regardless that it so happens to be one of my favorite."

Oh, boy. She is so screwed.

Slowly, the door opened a crack, before widening a little more, as Anko stepped out.

Orochimaru eyed her, amusement hidden behind indifference. "What, pray tell, is this morning madness about?"

Anko swallowed, as her eyes darted around, finding a hole that she can bury herself in. There should be a law, a universal rule against being too handsome for words. It should be a sin, to be so sexy, to be able to turn the temperature up by just being in the same place as her. Clad in only a towel.
Then again, it's not like Mr. I-Am-Too-Sexy-That-I-Can-Burn-My-Towel-Off follows any rules, except maybe his own. But just maybe.

"Um...I couldn't find the medical ward." She blurted out, off the top of her head. Which was half true, as she had been unaware of where she was headed to, until she saw him.

A smirk adorned his features, as he stepped walked towards Anko, forcing her to back away, into the room. "Why? Are you hurt? Perhaps I can help in nursing you back to health?"

Anko shivered, although it feels as if the temperature have just been knocked up a few notches. "Actually, I feel fine, just fine. A lot better. So, if I can just go back to my room-"

"But why the hurry Anko? At least allow me to make sure that you are as fine as you insist."

A small yelp of surprise escaped her lips, as she backed into the bed, successful toppling on top of it.
Shit. Not at all a good position to be in. That was further confirmed when he leaned down on top of her, hands by the side of her head, pushing down in to the soft material of the bed. One of his hands reached out to caress her face, stroking her hair, as he looked into chocolate brown depths, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Anko found herself lost in his eyes, as her breath hitched at their close proximity. She was drowning in a pit of never-ending golden. But a part of her mind was still screaming at her. Telling her to keep her sanity and shut him out. He only wanted to use her for whatever evil plans he have in his mind. She must not, cannot fall into his trap, not another time, not this time.

"Why," Anko asked, mildly surprised that she still could talk given how breathless she was. "Why do you want to keep me around, when you know that I will not serve you? Why not let me go and make your life and my life easier?"

Orochimaru stopped his actions, his face going into expressionless once again. As he removed himself from on top of Anko, she let out a breath she wasn't aware of holding. He seemed to contemplate the question for a while, as Anko slowly stood up, all the while painfully- ahem, uncomfortably aware that he was dressed in only a towel.

"Because, in this long period of normalcy, I require a suitable source of, ah, distraction." His impassive eyes betraying his humoring tone.

Anko's eyes narrowed. So he think he can play around with her, does he? "We see about that."
Her tone was cold enough, to almost match his expression.

She exited the room, but not before slamming the door.

Alone in the room, a light frown played on his features. Orochimaru ran his fingers through his hair. Why, why indeed. The reason eluded even him.

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Those who were expecting...something, sorry to disappoint.
This chapter and it's contents may seem redundant, but trust me, they are needed. ^^

Anyways, tell me what you think of this chapter! XD