The last thought of mine before I drifted off into slumber was, I'd die for this.

The first thought of mine as I wake up is, I need you more than anyone.

If I was told to choose which statement I mean more, I couldn't. I was able to forget about everything for that night. I had so many conflicting emotions, such a burden on me that I was just spent. I never did anything like that before, and sure as hell never dreamt of doing it. You know, giving myself, ALL of myself to someone, body and mind. A little bit of soul too. But it's okay because I want him. I need an escape badly enough to just say fuck it to everything I stand for. Maybe if I give this man total control, I can find some peace. He can protect me, he can give me the answers to things I've been looking for, he can...he can make my body shake to its core. Over and over and over. I really liked that. That's what I really want. I peek over at him, and he's staring at the ceiling with a distant mind. "Good morning, Lord Orochimaru."

"Hm, you're awake now. You're glowing."

I don't know what that means. Glowing? Does he mean happy maybe? "I guess... Thank you, for that. I needed that, last night."

He smirks at me. The look in his golden eyes provokes an ache between my thighs. I squirm under his gaze. "I love how badly you want me. I can almost smell your arousal. You are so exquisite. My, how I've been wanting you. Thank you for learning obedience. Now I can do all sorts of things to you that we can both enjoy."

"Can we do them right now," I ask eagerly.

His honey dipped chuckle teases my ears. "As much as I'd love to see that pretty face while you come again, we have business to attend to."

Ugh. How can he say things that get me off like that then leave me hanging? I swear man, this is the female's version of blue balls. This ache is becoming ridiculous. I try persistence. "You know, I really don't think I can stand this. I've never felt so needy for anything in my life. Just a quickie? Please?"

"You're so persistent. You are used to getting what you want from men."

"I'm used to getting what I want in any case," I retort flirtatiously and climb onto his naked body. "I want you. Please?"

Orochimaru's finger traces my bottom lip, then enters my mouth. I moan and suck on it lightly, watching his face. He's clearly turned on, so he can't deny me now. I release his finger to kiss his neck, grinding my naked hips into his. He groans and takes a fist-full of my long locks and tugs my head down to his. He kisses me roughly, biting my bottom lip. "You should learn how to beg," he says in between kisses. "It might convince me at least a little."

I groan, irritated. "Come on, Lord Orochimaru. You want it as bad as I do."

With one last kiss he tosses me aside. "I have much more self control than you think. I have things to do. Are you joining me for a shower?"

I smile, . "Are you gonna fuck me in there?"

"Not with that mouth."

"Then no, I'm not fucking joining you."

He looks at me with cold eyes. "You curse so much. Such a naughty mouth. I wonder how I will take care of it."

"I have an idea how..."

"Mmm... I'm leaving. As I said, I have things to do," he dismisses me and he gets up.

"Really? You're actually leaving me like this?" No response. He wraps a silk robe around his god like body. "Fine. I'll just have someone else take care of it. Maybe Sasuke. I know he wants me," I spit at him.

He walks to my side of the bed, slowly and menacingly. He motions with a finger to come to him, which of course I do and crawl over to the edge. Without warning he snakes his hand through my hair at the back of my head and grips it tightly. His other hand wraps around my throat. Should I be scared? It occurs to me that he might hurt me, but his man-handling me turns me on even more. It's so damn unbearable. "Shani, I am going to hurt you," he hisses, in some fit of jealousy at the mention of Sasuke's name. Oops. "I'll give you what you want, my precious girl. But there is something I want to give you. It will hurt, far worse than anything you've ever experienced."

"I don't care."

He smirks at me, letting me go and walking away. Leaving me in my hormone-driven, sex crazed state. Bastard.

Orochimaru POV

The girl is proving to be quite the handful. I thought her defiance was bad initially, but when paired with her libido she is frustrating. Soon enough, though, she will be receiving the mark. And she will grow in power. I am excited to see how far I can take her as a reborn kunoichi. Today I will be able to witness the jutsu that Kabuto spoke so highly of. He was greatly impressed by her ability. I can only imagine how powerful she will be once she has the curse mark. She will be one of my most powerful tools.

The scarlet harlot and I are both bathed (and I gave in to her physical needs) and fed, and walk down to my most prized lab where Kabuto spends much of his time. She slyly interlocks her fingers with mine as we walk down the way, smiling at me with a rosy color forming on her cheeks. Her adoration is my discomfort, but if it allows me to control the girl at my will then so be it. The feelings are not requited anyways. "Hey, you," she says softly. "I wanted to thank you again for all that you've done. And...and I don't care if you're using me. I owe you everything I got. I owe you my world, so use me up. Use me up until I'm nothing more than a toy."

She speaks as if she can read my mind. I wonder if my body language had given me away. Something to reflect on later. For now, I must convince the girl otherwise. "If I were to only use you you'd be with the rest of them and not beside me. The fact of the matter is you want me, and I want you in the same way. Moreover, we can help each other." I stroke her face lightly. "I have no reason to treat you less than what you're worth, my darling little girl."

"You're the greatest man on this earth, Lord Orochimaru. The fucking best."

Ignoring her swearing I smile at her, hoping she will not see what's more behind the smile. She's a clever one who knows people very well, and can easily figure out how to push one to their limit. I tighten the hold on her hand to provide a reassuring squeeze, the most I could do for now. I consider the possibility that she may leave, if things continue to go awry as they have, but it does not seem likely as her loyalty is still so very strong. Once we reach the lab I find my right hand man cleaning off scalpels, as usual. Immediately upon my presence he stands.

"Good morning my lord...Shani."

She snorts disgustedly in response. "Play nice," I whisper to her, nipping her earlobe.

She groans."Good morning, Kabuto."

Kabuto wastes no time getting down to business. "So, Shani. I have examined your blood, your injuries, your body, and I found several interesting things. My lord, you will be intrigued by this information. Let's start with the girl's blood. Oh, Shani you may have a seat on the table over there." Reluctantly she let's go of my hand and sulks over to the table childishly. Kabuto continues. "Anyways, this is a sample of her blood."

"It's...black."

"Exactly. And thicker than blood is supposed to be. I ran some tests on it, and she has no blood type. As I stated to Shani before, back at the hotel I noticed some of the blood that belonged to the others was in fact the usual color and consistency." He leans in closer and whispers. "Her sister, I sampled her blood as well. The same thing. I came to the conclusion that it is a trait that comes with being of the original bloodline."

"How very interesting. Shani?"

"'Sup?"

"Come to me, girl."

Eagerly she hops from the table and stands beside me, cuddling into my open arm. "Now, what was it that you said you are able to do with that ninjutsu of yours, being of the original bloodline of the Daisuri?"

"Oh! Um, well we can all control the flow of liquid, a mass containing liquid, but being one of the originals I'm able to control the flow of blood inside another living being. Animals, bugs, humans...why?"

"So what you're saying," Kabuto starts. "By control the flow of blood in a living being...essentially you mean cut off their circulation, and stop their heartbeat?"

"That's right. But I've never done it. My sister has, plenty of times too. The rest of my clan can't do it unless they perform the ritual, where they consume the blood of the person they killed. Then they put it on their forehead, shoulders, and chest, then they do some sort of weird dance around the body. Once the ritual is done they will be able to wield the same powers as myself. I can do more than what I've told you… It lasts only so long with them have to refrain from killing too many, or you'll lose the ability to do it sooner than you want. They perform the ritual by the cycle of the moon."

I pat her head affectionately to disguise my irritation. "Well. You did not explain that in such detail when you told me before. It would make sense that they are attacking now. The lunar eclipse just occurred. Kabuto, this ritual. It reminds me of somebody. One of the Akatsuki we've had our eyes on."

"That'd be Hidan."

"Yes, that's right."

"Who's that? Is he a Daisuri too?"

Kabuto chuckles at her ignorance, and I have to suppress my own laughter as well. "Just an Akatsuki member. I watch them closely, for several reasons. The man Hidan has a ritual in which he consumes blood, draws a mark on the ground beneath him, and as he stands in the middle of it, his movements become the movements of his opponent's whose blood he ingested. Hidan is immortal; he can stab himself right through the heart and live, while his opponent will perish."

"...Holy shit. That's the craziest thing I ever heard. What if the Daisuri learns that!? What if they're able to do that!?"

Kabuto snickers again and I glare at him. "Kabuto, stop acting childishly! The girl does not know much, that is clear. But she is powerful, and she is witty. All we must do is properly inform her. Then, she will be stronger than you, which will give you no place to laugh now will it?"

Ashamed, he looks down at his hands. "Sorry, my lord. You are right. I'm sorry Shani, I didn't mean to offend-"

"You stop at nothing to make me hate you, don't you? You're so condescending. You're a mean man," she pouts.

He flushes and says nothing. I've never seen Kabuto so worked up and uneasy. How entertaining is this? I love it. I turn to the young red haired girl. "Please relax yourself, I will take care of it. Kabuto will treat you much better than that, as will everyone else here."

"Oh yeah, that reminds me...where the heck are all these other people you keep talking about?"

My protégé interjects, answering her question. "They're kept away. Which brings us to the demonstration. We want you to show us what you can do."

I feel her discomfort for the request, so I must reassure her that everything will be fine. "We just want to see, Shani. We must know where you stand in your ability. Can you show us?"

"You're asking me to kill one of your followers."

"You don't have to-"

"But that's what I'm gonna have to do! Once I start, I don't know how to stop it."

I pull her into my arms. She's shaken and clearly disturbed by some past actions of hers. "We will help you learn to control it. The only way to do that is to see first hand what the problem is. My Shani, you sweet girl. Was everything you told me a lie? That you are grateful and indebted to me?"

"No," she denies, panicked. "I would never lie to you! I am indebted to you. I'll do it! I'll show you guys what I can do. Just lead the way."

I smirk at her. "Are you sure? I don't want you to feel forced or obligated-"

"I am obligated and I don't care. I want to do this for you. Show me where to go, where they are, and I'll show you."

Taking hold of her hand once again I start for the door. "You heard her say it Kabuto, we will take her to the cells."

"You keep them in cells? Why would you keep your loyal followers in cells...are they the bad ones, did they defy you?"

"Yes they did, Shani."

Kabuto's snickering could have potentially given away my facetiousness. She's silent as we walk through the hallways, which is unlike her as far as I know her. Quiet and vulnerable as she cuddles into my arm. It won't be too long that I will have to keep this up. Once she's just a bit stronger and is given the Curse Mark, I will have no need for her. As long as she has that, she can always manage to find her way back to me if ever I need her if she leaves. She will be mine to own. Just like my little Anko. Just like Sasuke. Her soul, his body, are mine.

We reach the cells where the many of my belligerent...followers cause a commotion at my presence. Kabuto is leading the way, to pick the proper tool for my Shani to demonstrate her powers. Her hand slips out of my grasp. "Are you alright?" No response. She looks into one of the cells with empty eyes. I take her face in my hands to face me, which she does, but keeps her eyes fixed on the cell. What is in that particular cell? I press my lips to hers softly, hoping for a kiss to suffice as a distraction. She kisses me back, but her eyes do not leave the emptiness behind the bars. She whimpers into my mouth, and I pull away. "Shani, darling, you look as though you've seen a ghost. What's wrong?" I ask as softly as I can manage.

She whispers almost inaudibly. "He was there, the boy."

"What boy, Shani?"

"I don't know his name. I can't remember." She looks up at me with disturbed eyes, sad and searching. "He's blonde...blue eyes...short...whiskers..."

"Kabuto...is she speaking of Naruto Uzumaki?"

She jerks away from me and runs to the wall, slumping down and hugging her knees to her body. She's shaking all over. I turn to Kabuto. "What is the meaning of this?" He shrugs, unsure as I of what to make of the befuddled girl. I kneel down to her and watch her, face blank but eyes wild. I reach out to touch her and she flinches away from me. She points slowly to the cell, and looks at me as if she's upset that I can't comprehend her but should. With slow and stiff movements, she gets up on all fours and leans into me and whispers something.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I said...Naruto and Mina-chan said...that this is going to be my cell."