If I have one wish, I wish to own Naruto. In the meantime, I don't own it. Anyway, I think this is the end of "An Unwanted Situation".

Chapter 12: An Unwanted Situation (Part 3)

Kabuto's POV:

Love.

I always asked myself the meaning of it mainly because there was more than one definition of that strong, but overused word. It could be defined as something was just utterly amazing, used in a way that something was touching, or it was simply used to say make an opinion on a person's favourite thing.

Then there was the original meaning behind this word. Love: an intense feeling of deep affection and strong attachment to someone. That definition. That word. The same word I always wondered if I would ever feel in my life because of resentment from others. I thought no one would ever look at me in a different light; I thought no one would ever consider in getting to know be better. I don't blame them since I don't expect people to do so.

Then there was Katsumi Uchiha; the princess of the main Uchiha household. There was no denying her grace, elegance, beauty, intelligence, kindness, and genuine personality mainly because she was blessed to be born in an exceptional clan like the Uchiha. But her thoughts and outlook differ from all members of her clan. She saw no interest of gaining power, wealth, and fame or anything along those lines; she was solely the opposite. She loved her close friends, held great respect for her mentors, shared an undeniably close bond with her older brother, and she loved the village she was born and raised in. She was the kind of person who was always grateful of what she had. She was also the kind of person who doesn't ponder about her tragic experiences in the past and despite her grudge against Itachi Uchiha, she still decided to move on and forget about getting her revenge. Though her whole family killed and no longer with her, she still kept her head up and used what she experienced to become even stronger.

I guess that was probably why the girl caught my interest. She was like the opposite of me: she doesn't like taking orders from those who she doesn't respect or to help them achieve their schemes, she was very independent and was okay being alone or with others, she said whatever she thought that needed to be said and moved on, she didn't let others get into her head, and she wasn't afraid to be herself. She was someone I desired to be but couldn't because of lack of identity. But she made it seem like it was so easy to find an identity whereas I had been struggling for most of my life. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to be close with her.

Even if I were to decline, I was unable to stay away from her.

I slowly opened my eyes and examined my surroundings as my vision was adjusting itself. Though I currently didn't have my glasses on, I was still able to picture where I was: still in the storage room. I glanced down only for my eyes to be looking directly behind the girl's head. After a moment of my lips devouring its favorite taste of flavor, our bodies started to shut down which meant that they were coming near to the sleeping stage. Now that I had woken up, the curiosity of the amount of time we spent in the dark, moist underground basement really crossed my mind. I'd thought by now that someone would free us from here, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. In fact far from it; I was aware Lord Orochimaru was unavailable due to experiments so he wouldn't lift a finger to free us and Sasuke was still on that mission Orochimaru assigned last week.

By the looks of it, we would be stuck here a little longer than hoped.

I turned my attention towards a certain girl who sat between my legs as comfortably rested her back against my torso along with her head seated on my right shoulder. Her chest rose and fell by her breathing, showing off her perky but perfectly round breasts she had. I moved my eyes towards her abdomen; the feelings of that firm, slim, flat, muscle of hers was one of my favorite areas I laid my hands on. Speaking of which, her skin was also a favorite of mine; how soft, silky and smooth it was, it was merely mind-blowing. Her slender legs were just an awe to me; I was literally aroused by only the touch of her legs. Overall, that eventful experience I went through was something I would carry with me for a long time.

I knew she was flabbergasted that I went ahead and forcibly kissed her. What was more astonishing was the fact that I don't know why I did that in the first place. Literally my mind wasn't thinking straight when I made the first move and when I finally came to the realization of my sudden actions, Katsumi accepted the situation and she responded. That was relieving because I didn't know if I could live on with my life because of how awkward that situation would've been. But luckily that did happen and I was more than satisfied.

But the reason behind my actions… that varied when I thought about it. Despite her grudge against me, she willingly put aside her feelings and actually listened to how I genuinely felt which was both solacing and scary. I had never ever told anyone about my past and my emotions because Orochimaru threatened to punish me of spilling the truth and also no seemed to care about me at all. Not that it bothered me, but there were times when I just wanted just one person who was willing to understand and comfort me in the time of need and that person was Katsumi herself. She listened to every bit of detail coming from my mouth and she even placed some humor to make me feel better. She even did the unnecessary things like holding my glasses, physically petting me, and giving me advice based on her experiences and perspective.

The fact that she really wanted to know the issue out of empathy and compassion made me feel safe and good inside.

Or maybe it was because I was attracted to her as a whole and I simply wanted her to myself. Maybe her addictive lips were dusted with a drug that was very magnetic with mine. Or was it because she was simply too beautiful for her own good that I wanted her in my arms. It was probably because I was a typical male who just wanted to experience that part of life. Damn, I was like any other man.

There were so many variables to this reason of kissing her, but thing was for sure thought: I was wrapped around her finger. She had me attached to her puppet strings, ready to use me anytime she pleased. She had me placed on the palm of her hands, plotting her next scheme. I wasn't implying she was the type to do such things, but I was pointing out that whether she would use me for her own pleasure or something else, I would have to follow my master.

It was final, her addictive and attractive presence was taking over me which was both dangerous and exciting.

I snapped myself into reality when I heard said person's yawn softly as she fluttered her eyes open. As her vision adjusted to her surroundings, she adjusted her position between my legs as she slightly glanced aside towards my head in which I responded by glancing at her myself. The look she had in her eyes were so pure and clear, as if she was studying the look within my own eyes; her eyes without her visual prowess were so deep and had an onyx sparkle in them. She then blinked a couple of times and yawned once again but covering her mouth this time to prevent her morning breath come in contact with me. I wouldn't mind really; he didn't have to be so formal around me since I wasn't formal around her most of the time.

"No wonder I slept so well, you were my sleeping cushion." She spoke a matter-of-factly tone in a groggy voice.

I let out a soft chuckle. "If you're curious to know, you looked exhausted and you seemed uncomfortable so I placed here for better comfort." I justified as my lips slightly brushing her cheek as I spoke.

I studied her facial expression hardly and I noticed a microscopic smile on her lustrous lips. Oh, how much I wanted to kiss those tasty, plump lips of hers.

"You know you didn't have to." She pointed out softly, sounding a bit negative about it.

I shook my head and removed a strand of her bangs away from her face.

"You saw my distress and sorrow, you wanted to hear my situation to help me, you listened to everything I had to say, you made several attempts to make me feel better, and you gave me advice that you used yourself. You literally did anything in your ability to help me out… and for that I owe you…" I told her in assurance as I placed my hand on her stomach.

Katsumi didn't seem to mind as she breathed heavily.

"You own me nothing, Kabuto…" She pointed out nonchalantly. "I know behind that fake façade of yours, you're just a lost puppy in society who has no clue of who they are, where they come from, what purpose they carried and desperately waiting for someone to help find themselves. I simply didn't want you to lose to harsh reality."

Hearing her humbleness made me attracted to her even more. Her words were so soothing and down-to-earth that my ears were eagerly feeding off her voice. Every angle of her was downright amazing.

"I didn't want you to end up walking on the same path as Sasuke." She added dejectedly, sounding disappointed in herself. "He too didn't know what purpose he served after Itachi murdered our whole clan. I thought he would accept the situation and use it to make himself stronger like how I did, but instead he decided to get his revenge on him in which he called himself an 'avenger'."

I puffed air through my nose as I rested my cheek on the side of her head as she continued to speak.

Her voice got shakier as she said, "I always thought that it's my fault that my brother is stuck in this mindset. I continue to feel the guilt of not being there for him when he needed me the most. If I'd just known what's really going on with him, then maybe…" She paused to hold back possible tears from coming.

I don't know why, but I could feel the exact guilt she felt. Not out of empathy but out of sympathy. Was I that attracted to her to the point where I felt what she felt? Dear god, I was in emotional danger.

On a serious note, seeing Katsumi down on herself really bothered me in a bad way. She was always confident and always put on a brave face in bad circumstances, and now that this was possibly the first time I saw for taking the blame of something she had nothing to do of. It made me have a pit in my stomach just thinking about it. I subconsciously used the hand on her abdomen and caressed her in consolation which she responded by resting her own hand on my lap as she gripped on my pants.

"You shouldn't feel bad for your brother's behaviour and actions, they have nothing to do with you. You did what you had to do, but Sasuke is simply too far to reach, even for you. He doesn't deserve your concern…" I commented bluntly.

Though it might sound a bit inconsiderate, what I just said was the truth. She shouldn't have to stress herself over her brother when her brother wouldn't even look at her concern for him.

"When you have an older sibling, you'll understand…" She commented lowly as I received the feeling of her smirking.

I giggled at her comment and mused, "There's a possibility that I do… but due to my memory loss, I'll never know…"

Katsumi scoffed. "Never say never. You should know that since you're such a bookworm."

I placed an offended look on my face. "Are you implying that it's a bad thing?" I playfully accused as I nuzzled her silky dark hair.

Katsumi shook her head. "Not at all. I'm actually one myself, believe it or not." She replied a matter-of-factly as her fingers playfully tapped on my thigh.

I was stunned by her answer. Katsumi Uchiha… a bookworm? Yet she had made fun of me for being one for a long time? This girl… was something else indeed.

"I believe not." I commented hardly, raising an eyebrow. "You're actually the last person I would ever think is even close to a bookworm."

Katsumi simply shrugged at my critique. "Think what you want, it's true. Reading is one of my favourite hobbies; I literally spend most of my days reading anything I can get my hands on." She justified nonchalantly.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I knew we shared some similarities, but being this compatible with her with something I desired? We both loved reading anything factual or the opposite, and we spent a lot of time just opening up a book and scanning the words written in them. My mind system was still trying to process this new detail that doesn't seem to get through cleanly.

I rested my head on hers as I sighed with a smile. "It's not that I doubt your statement. I'm just shocked of how someone like you is interested in books to begin with…"

"What do you mean?" She questioned suspiciously as she turned her gaze over to me, giving me a hard look; I heard the displeased tone in her voice.

I blindly gave her a soft kiss on her cheek, resulting her breathing to stagger. I moved my lips away from her skin and smirked at her as she frowned at my sudden act.

"Let's just say… you're look too good to be a bookworm, unlike me." I clarified slyly.

My left hand went ahead to move its way towards Katsumi's hand that was resting on my upper leg. My larger hand folded with her hand as my fingers entwined with hers. To my surprise, she accepted this act by gripping my hand tightly in a wanting matter as I did the same to her. Her hand in my grasp really made me feel really good and calm while my fingers adjusted themselves in between her own fingers. Once our hands were locked comfortably, she let out a sigh through her nose.

"You're not that bad, to be honest…" She implied briefly.

I blinked incredulously at her words. "Well, that was very humble of you to say." I stated smugly.

Katsumi shrugged her shoulders once again. "I'm just being honest. You're not as repulsive as you think you are." She specified softly as I watched her gazed deeply at our entwined hands.

I had never been so flattered by a person before. The fact that Katsumi of all people said I wasn't repulsive made me feel both relieved and shocked. However, I— for some reason —trusted her judgement a lot so her compliment was definitely true to her.

"Don't care if people think otherwise…" She added gently, tightening her grip on my hand.

I cuddled her from behind as my lips were slightly touching the shell of her ear.

"Thank you…" I breathed delightedly, tightening my own grip on her hand.

We sat there for a while in silence. It wasn't awkward but was more comforting. I was zoning out of reality until I heard a familiar voice referring a question to me.

"Kabuto…"

"Hm?" I hummed blankly, not really there at that moment.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed Katsumi pausing her speech. I nudged her to continue what she felt that needed to be said.

"Why… why did you kiss me?" She asked shakenly with a quiet voice. "Why did you kiss me like that?"

I remained quiet after hearing her question. Why did I kiss her? And in that way? I wasn't certain myself. Curiosity maybe? But what was there to be curious about? It definitely wasn't because I simply wanted it in that sense; that was far from me to say the least. Then why did I kiss her? And how should I answer her question?

I inhaled the stuffy air as I rested my eyes. "If I knew the answer myself, you would be the first person to know." I told her simply.

Katsumi rotated her head on my shoulder until she was eyeing at me, giving me a look that told me to be specific.

"Honestly, I don't know why I kissed you. I wish I did…" I confessed disappointedly.

I could tell she was disappointedly to because she wanted to know the answer as much as I do.

"All I can tell you is… that I wanted to kiss you. I've been trying to avoid my temptation, but it was too much for me. I had to kiss you…" I admitted hesitantly as I bit my lower lip.

I used the hand that laid on her abdomen and slowly sneaked it under her shirt, caressing slim figured torso

"I see…" That was all she said, which made me even more curious.

Speaking of which, I had a similar question I wanted the answer to for a while now, and since we were talking about this particular topic, I decided it was the perfect time.

"Speaking of which, why did you kiss me during our mission?" I blurted the question subconsciously.

I didn't realize the context of my question until it was already out. I gritted my teeth for my stupidity; damn, because of her, I couldn't even think straight. Katsumi was a rare type that messed up my way of thinking and disorganized my priorities, which was unhealthy for me. Normally, I would erase her from my mind as if she'd never existed, but I became so attached to her, I couldn't care less if I still had my priorities.

I still waited patiently and anxiously for her answer as said person placed her free hand on my knee which was positioned near her side.

"I guess the same reason as yours…" She simply replied with a shrug, dropping her head on my shoulder.

It was as if we were born with duplicated minds and personalities. The fact that we both wanted to enlightened each other with our physical attraction, it showed that we both had feelings for each other. But what on earth was holding us back from moving forward? I knew I barely had any worries except for Lord Orochimaru, but I doubted he would punish Katsumi or myself for something that wasn't getting in the way of his goals; as long as that was the case, he'd possibly be okay with us. However for Katsumi and likely myself, the main thing that stood in our way was that damned Sasuke Uchiha. Personally, I disliked him mainly because he was controlling his little sister like his own puppet just to get what he wanted. I knew that I had no right to mind my business in their personal bond, but ever since I had grown to like the girl, I offhandedly had the urge to defend her despite her being able to take care of herself. For an older brother, he wasn't doing a good job with that position.

Then again, it was an understatement since the only importance I saw behind his actions was the fact that this was all controlled by Lord Orochimaru. With all respect given to my Lord, it just didn't sit to well with me that if it weren't for him wanting Sasuke in the first place, Sasuke could've been more bearable to handle for Katsumi. However that was in the past and there was nothing I could do to change that. And secretly, sometimes I felt like it was partially my fault that this was happening but of course it was just me being overdramatic just to sound humble for Katsumi.

'The things I do for the girl…' I sometimes questioned myself.

"Do you think… this means something… between you and I?" She then asked shyly as the hand that held my knee tightened its grip.

Like I said before, if I knew the answer, I would tell her. I accepted the fact that I was attracted to her and possibly had feelings for her that weren't accepted just yet, but I wasn't too sure about Katsumi. She was attracted to me, which was all I knew. Feelings? That all depended on her. But now, she was asking if our attraction meant something real. I hoped it did because the ravenette was the first person who genuinely cared for me at the time of need and who understood my feelings. Plus, she went through a similar fate, she claimed. Regardless, I wished she could see it and admit that she felt the same way as I do.

She doesn't realize that she made my life a little happier than it ever was.

I huffed the stress out of my system.

"It all depends on what we think. And if yes… should we move forward to the next step… or stop it before it gets too far…?" I inquired, laying out the options in front of us.

Katsumi turned to face me once again, giving me a gentle but firm look. What was she thinking in that head of hers?

"What do you think?" She asked me curiously as I gazed deeply into her eyes.

It was then I noticed that my lips were barely half an inch away from the girl's, I could no longer hold back my hunger for her any longer. I leaned in and gave her a soft but passionate kiss on her lips. Though she didn't expected it, she still went ahead and responded my moving her lips in the same rhythm as mine were. I pulled back but my lips were hovering slightly above hers as the look in my eyes showed as much passion as my lips did. She seemed to forget the question she asked when she turned away and placed most of her weight on me.

"Katsumi…"

Said person heard her name being called by me, and she hummed in response, letting me know that I had her attention. I was trying to get the words out to get them out of the way. I wanted to tell her this since she treated me with such care when I was on the verge of breaking down. The anxiety building up within my chest was overwhelming, I felt like my heart was stuck in my throat as it palpitated rapidly. My lips were trying to make out words, but the anxiety of blurting out the wrong thing was too much, I simply just bit my lower lip.

'Damn, why couldn't I just say it…?' I thought angrily to myself, growling lowly to myself.

To my unfortunate, Katsumi noticed me torn from within and she rotated her upper body to face me as she cupped my cheek. With this grip, she forced me to look at her face-to-face so that she could get out what I was trying to say. Good luck on that because I too was trying to figure out myself.

"Just spill it, Kabuto…" She encouraged hardly, looking at me firmly.

With this, now I knew there was no turning back; I had to tell her despite the huge difficulty. With that thought, I inhaled the courage and exhaled the stress and gaze into her eyes.

"Well… the truth is… I-I…"

If it weren't for my harsh stuttering, I would've felt the huge disappointment in my whole life. Luckily, I saved by the sounds of banging above our heads which made both of us flinch in shock. Katsumi turned her attention to the noise as I felt my cheeks turning pink, hoping that she didn't notice this. Speaking of which, I too was curious about the loud banging from the ceiling. Were we under attack? No, that was very unlikely since Orochimaru would've already been aware of this and killed them off. The only possibility I could think of off the top of my head was that someone was trying to break through the ceiling— or floor from their position —which would eventually lead to this room.

It was about time. Someone was finally here to free us. Though I was relieved that we didn't have to stay in this tight space any longer, I enjoyed Katsumi's company throughout this predicament very much. From kissing her and holding her in my arms to just having a decent conversation… it was something I would cherish for a very long time. I hoped that she felt the same way since she wasn't repulsive at all with my actions and the fact that I embraced her lovingly; it was possibly she was feeling something about me too. I hoped for that. I wouldn't mind at all if I was locked in a room with her again; that meant I could get the chance to kiss her again and maybe make her fall for me. I smirked at that thought as I watch the basement door on the ceiling beginning to crack from the blows it was receiving.

'That was the one thing I want… for her to feel the same way as I do…' I thought to myself wishfully, hoping that moment would come sooner rather than later.

Katsumi's POV:

I was surprised that someone finally realized that there were two of Orochimaru's main subordinates were missing, and however the genius was that got that thought in their head, they were my hero. That or it was possibly that it was Orochimaru who realized this fact and ordered one of his henchmen to find them. Either way, we were getting out of the lair dump or whatever the hell this place was.

I used my sensory ninjutsu to determine exactly who our saviour was, until I gasped in horror when I immediately identified who was standing above us by one floor.

'No, it's him…!' I thought in horror as my body shook.

Since I was sitting against Kabuto, it was no surprise that he caught onto my panic attack as he leaned over my shoulder to get a good look at my facial expression.

"Katsumi, what's wrong?" He asked concernedly, grooming my hair in comfort.

I didn't say a word until we both jumped by the sound of the door finally giving in and broke into pieces as said pieces fell on the floor in front of us. I glanced up and saw a newly-made hole on the ceiling. I squinted my eyes harder and saw a very slim shadow that covering a fraction of the light shining through the hole. The second the shadow moved, I heard the sound of high-pitched chirps as another bright-coloured light ignited which made me even more anxious because that alone confirmed the identity of the person I feared at the moment. Then the shadowy figure walked towards the hole, possibly preparing to jump in and investigate what was inside.

"S**t…!" I exclaimed in horror as I jumped, causing Kabuto to wince in confusion.

Without thinking I pounced from Kabuto's embrace, using him as a jump board, and semi-settled myself next to him as I earned a painful cry from the boy as I did so.

I probably should've given him some warning, but it couldn't be helped now. 'My bad, Kabuto…'

The moment the dark figure jumped into the hole and landed skillfully in front of us, I finished dusting myself off. Kabuto and I eyed at the figure who basically saved our lives. Their lightning style jutsu was dismissed when the figure realized that there was no danger upon him and the two held captive. I placed a small smile on my face as Kabuto had a wary look on his face, knowing exactly who this person standing in front of us was.

"Look what the cat dragged in…" I heard Kabuto mused smugly, placing his obnoxious smirk on his face.

To be honest, when he wasn't directly giving me his smirk, it looked kind of attractive; it simply suited that face of his.

The mysterious character slid its feet towards the light where his identity was now clear for the both of us. Said person gave a familiar 'hmph' at the medic-nin's comment.

"Sasuke, what are you doing here? How did you know we were here?" I asked curiously at my older brother.

Sasuke shifted his dark pupils towards me and gave me a soft look that only I could see through his monotone, stoic gaze.

"I just arrived from my mission and I was checking up on you before I gave my mission report to Orochimaru. When you weren't in your room nor the medical labs, I knew something was off. I also noticed that Kabuto was nowhere to be found either, which hinted me that he was with you." He briefly answered, laying all of his attention towards me and none on the male next to me.

I smirked at Sasuke as his height towered over me. "Let me guess, you used your Sharingan to locate our chakra and found that we were here." I summarized slyly.

With a microscopic smirk, the raven nodded.

Sasuke then asked, "Why are you here in the first place?"

"Orochimaru ordered me to find sealing scrolls in this room…" I answered.

Sasuke then turned his attention towards Kabuto who just looked at the raven with a dull look in which he returned with a glare.

"Then why is he here?" He inquired coldly, referring to the grey haired male next to me.

"I'm not sure myself. I remembered him saying he wanted to keep me company or something like…" I replied unsurely, side-glancing at him.

Sasuke made a 'tsk' sound at this reason and turned his attention to Kabuto, who held a hard glare himself. The sudden animosity between the two males made me all the more uncomfortable; anything could happen at this point.

Not getting the bigger picture, Kabuto smirked at my brother's glare. "Calm down, Uchiha. I didn't do anything to hurt nor provoked your precious sister. I have no interest in that sort, I can assure you…" He defended cockily, taking his attitude for granted.

Sasuke subconsciously activated his Sharingan as he continued to throw him the death stare.

"You make sure of that… because that could determine whether you live or die…" He threatened venomously, gripping the handle of his sword.

I decided that it was time for me to step in before things got uglier than the stuff in the dirty basement. I cleared my throat loud enough for both Kabuto and Sasuke to hear what I had to say. I was able to look at my brother with a straight face regardless of his piercing, crimson glare he now had on me.

"Like he said, Kabuto didn't do anything inappropriate nor dangerous to me. He simply wanted to keep me company and assist me in finding the scrolls Orochimaru needed." I justified straight-forwardly, backing-up Kabuto's earlier claim.

Hearing that made Kabuto's smirk stretch which made me roll my eyes. My statement was also convincing enough for Sasuke when he finally deactivated his Sharingan. He swiftly turned on his heel and walked towards the hole on the ceiling. He effortlessly hopped out of the hole and I noticed that he stood there just on the edge of it above my head. I assumed that he was waiting for me to give him my hand so he could help me out of the room. With that thought, I stood up and slid my feet towards the hole and glanced up only for my eyes to receive a strain feeling due to the light that I hadn't been exposed to for a while.

Once my eyes accustomed to the light coming from above, my hunch was correct when I saw my brother standing on the edge of the hole once again. What was new was that he was in a crouching position and his hand was extended at my way, which hinted that he wanted to pull me out if I gave him my own hand. However the height of the room was about three times my height and I don't have enough energy to jump and reach his hand myself. Sasuke could tell what the holdup was and he threw me an annoyed look.

As I tried to think of a solution, I heard footsteps in the room I was in and I looked over my shoulder only to see Kabuto walking towards me, looking as if he was planning something in that mind of his. He paused his feet when he stood right in front of me as I waited for him.

Seeing this made Kabuto put on his signature smirk. "I'll boost you up." He simply offered and he linked his fingers together, placing himself in a balanced position.

I immediately comprehended what he meant, and gave him a nod. I placed my foot on his linked hands while I placed my hands on his shoulders so I could keep my balance. When he made sure I was ready, we simultaneously used our energy to lift me off of the ground as he used his strength to heave me up towards my brother. As I was lifted, I stretched my arm at Sasuke as he did the same until he successfully grabbed my hand. With his power, he easily pulled me up from the hole and the next thing I knew, I was finally out of the damn dump. I took in a breath of "fresh air" and sighed happily; I never thought in a million years that I would miss being in these long hallways again. Sasuke saw this and I could see him giving me a weird look; thinking what the hell is wrong with her?

I then realized that Kabuto was still in that room and my first instincts was to help him out of there. I rotated my body and scanned through the hole. Sure enough, said person was standing there looking back at me with his smirk still on his face; he too was expecting me to pull him out too since he assisted my flee. I glanced at Sasuke and he gave me a stoic look, but I knew right away that he was letting me do this on my own. I huffed heavily at his stubbornness and reached both of my hands downwards for the medic-nin to grab. His smirk stretched and he leaped from the ground he stood then he grabbed both of my hands. I tightened my grip on his hands as he did the same while his body was hanging from below. I was lucky enough to have the strength to pull him out after a couple of failed attempts with his assistance of pulling up a part of his weight.

Kabuto nodded a thanks as I let out air from exhaustion. I heard a grunt sound from Sasuke while he lifted himself on his feet and he strongly looked at me; I had no clue what he was thinking that very moment. I stared up at him back, waiting for him to speak or to just walk away.

"Where are the scrolls you were assigned to find?" He asked monotonously, giving me a blank expression on his face.

It took me about a few seconds to process his words as I blinked innocently at him.

"They're right here…" I answered as my hand rummaged in my weapon pouch.

I pulled out said scrolls and I held them out to him, giving him a better look at them.

"I'll just give them to Orochimaru on your behalf, since he probably needs them and I still have to give my mission report." He suggested lowly, taking the scroll from my grasp.

I gaped at the sudden thievery from him as he turned away from me. Just when Sasuke was about take his leave, Kabuto stepped in without warning.

"Hold on just a second, Uchiha." He ordered nonchalantly as the raven continued walking. "This errand was assigned to her, not you. She's the one who accepted his request and she's the one who found them in the first place. So she should be the one to give the scrolls to Lord Orochimaru."

It was then Sasuke halted his footsteps immediately, which made anxious. It was bad enough that my brother couldn't stand even looking at Kabuto for more than ten seconds, plus the fact that four eyes being an idiot didn't care if he didn't like him at all. But now, he had the nerve to boss the raven around? Even I don't do that… mostly because he was that stubborn.

Was he just asking for a death wish from him? Guaranteed he would do just that if he kept this act up.

Sasuke snapped a side-glare over his shoulder at Kabuto as he reactivated his Sharingan. "I don't care what you have to say nor if what you're saying is true. It makes no difference if I give him these scrolls or if she does." He gritted exasperatedly, narrowing his eyes at him.

Kabuto just gaped with a smile in a sarcastic matter. "Well, at least she took the time to do this errand instead of being rebellious about it." He hissed with a devious grin.

By the look on his face, I knew Sasuke was at the point where he had the urge to just kill the man instead of exchanging words. I also knew that Kabuto didn't care and that he was ready to defend himself. God, could anyone be the bigger person and just back down before things got ugly?

Nope, that was my job.

I placed my hand on Kabuto's shoulder and gripped it tightly, telling him to stop talking. Before, he would just give me a smirk and continue doing the opposite. However this time, he nodded in acceptance and remained silent, making it all the more easier for me. I sighed and glanced at my brother whose attention was now on me.

"Just ignore him, Sasuke. The fumes in that basement must've messed with him a bit, so don't think twice about it. As far as those scrolls go, you can go and give them to Orochimaru. The only thing that matters to me at the moment is getting them to him." I told him sternly, hinting him to not engage any further.

Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows at me, but he still did what he was told and walked away. From then on, that was probably the last time I would see him until later. I puffed out air from all the stress that was piling within me since getting locked in that room. That was the last time I would ever step foot near that place. I heard a scoff from my grey haired companion in which I turned towards him only to see him stretching out his muscles from being cramped in that dark place.

"The nerve of that boy… he really needs to know his place, that ungrateful snob." He grumbled in annoyance.

I squinted my eyes at his comment. "Need I remind you that ungrateful snob is my brother? Plus, you're no different from him." I responded smugly, placing a hand on my hip.

Kabuto stretched his right arm and glanced at me with a smirk. "At least I know my place, princess. Besides, I still can't comprehend how he's your brother; you're nothing like him…"

I rolled my eyes at him. "We're siblings. It's common to have different characteristics and traits between each." I pointed out.

Kabuto just shrugged at my comment and eyed at the hole on the ground deeply.

"Great…" He huffed in bore. "The one thing I wanted to prevent was damage to the lair, and what does Uchiha do? Make my job more difficult…"

I overheard him talking to himself, which was sort of new to me.

"I still don't see the big deal. Just tell Orochimaru what happened and he'll get his men to fix it." I stated simply, not seeing the situation at his perspective.

Kabuto just scoffed at my words as his pupils turned to me. "Do you honestly believe that's the case? Lord Orochimaru can be reasonable, but not that reasonable…"

I waved my hand dismissively. "Well, you're his favourite and he holds you highly. I highly doubt he'll do anything harsh to you." I assured tiredly.

"Speaking of which, I should probably head on over to Lord Orochimaru. There's some things I have to tend to so I'll be leaving now…" He notified brightly and he too started walking away from me.

I gasped in realization as the boy's body distance himself from me. I quickly walked behind him and grabbed his shoulder, forcing him to stop. He stood there with his back facing me for a moment, then he gave me a side-glance with a soft but blank look.

"You forgot something, Kabuto. Something very important…" I mused playfully, throwing him my own smirk.

Kabuto got an instant liking to my new demeanor and he too gave me his smirk. However he was curious as to what he was forgetting because he was one of the few who forgot nothing. He shifted his position until he was completely facing me, waiting for me to tell him what he was forgetting. With a grin, my hand slipped inside my pouch and after seconds of searching, I pulled out his well-known glasses that he couldn't live without. Because of his lack of vision, the grey haired male had to squint his eyes to see what I was holding. When he finally realized that it was his glasses I was holding, he made a face that hinted he felt sort of stupid. In my opinion, that wasn't really the case because of his sight so I was in no position to judge.

"Really? You haven't realized that you didn't have your glasses till now?" I questioned incredulously, raising my eyebrows at this fact.

Kabuto's first instinct was scratching the back of his head nervously. "On my defense, I know my way around all of the lairs that my vision isn't needed most of the time." He reasoned sheepishly.

"But don't you at least notice that your sight isn't good?" I wasn't comprehending his logic as well as I hoped.

"Yes, but I'm used to it so it doesn't bother me as much as you think."

The fact that Kabuto doesn't really need his sight really amazed me. Being in the Uchiha clan, we praised our eyes very much and though we were phenomenally skilled, our eyes was where our true powers lived. I literally told Sasuke years ago that we would be so screwed if we ever lose our sight out of nowhere. So considering how Kabuto could rely on his other senses rather than sight made me impress of his capabilities.

With a smile I moved myself closer to Kabuto and graciously placed his glasses where they belonged as said person allowed me to do the honors. Once I modified its position, he gazed deeply into my eyes as I was captivated by his dark pools. I could instantly sense that he inching closer and closer to me, wanting to kiss me once again which made my anxiety levels skyrocket. We were standing in the long hallways in which anyone who passed by could easily see Orochimaru's favourite subordinate making out with the vessel's sister; oh, the horror if that happened. Just when I thought his lips was going to capture mine, he halted just when the edges of his mouth brushed mine, sending shivers down my spine. I gathered the courage to look him in the eyes as he did the same. I watched his lips forming not a smirk, but a smile which caught me off guard. However the meaning behind the smile was still the same as the one behind his smirks and that thought made me both cautious and curious. He then went ahead and rested his forehead on mine, releasing a sigh that heated my face.

"It's a shame…" He whined mockingly as he pouted his lips a bit. "Leaving you when things between us are starting to get good…"

I frowned upon that comment and I pulled my head away from his face.

"Hear me loud and clear when I say this…" I gritted down firmly, giving him a strong stare. "There is absolutely nothing between us and there never will be…"

Kabuto's smile turned wicked as he snickered, "Well, that's not what I see… or felt. You seem to love sharing that moment with me; kissing me and my hands touching your bare skin… it's surprising that you're not even admitting to liking it."

My lips parted at his reply then I gritted my teeth tightly, growling at him. "I was simply not thinking straight because I could barely breathe in that pit. Besides, what happened in there has nothing to do with my feelings for you. You are nothing more than a fellow medic-nin…"

Kabuto chuckled at me which angered me even more. Then he did the unexpected: he grabbed my chin and forcibly crashed my lips on his. I groaned in pain and pleasure as his lips moved hastily against mine. Though I was pissed at him for kissing me in such a matter, the way he did it was hot and I gave him credit where credit was due. However, that doesn't change the fact that he had no right to kiss me anytime he wanted. So with that, I pushed him away from my mouth as I threw him a livid look that expressed my anger towards him. I should've known that I was dealing Kabuto and people like him doesn't give half a damn about others being mad at them because he was a psychopath, which was both annoying and scary. I stood my ground and threw him a glare that warned him that he was one step closer to his grave.

Kabuto, being the psychopath he was, gave me a wicked smirk as he licked his lips. "What? It's not my fault that your lips are plump and sweet. I can't help the urge of wanting to taste them…" He defended seductively, gracefully touching his lower lip.

I couldn't hold back the blush that appeared on my face from flattery and fury. Kabuto right now was really pissing me off, even more than he ever had. I missed the other Kabuto who was very open and honest with his feelings; that one was the good one while this one should just go eff himself. Just looking at him made me even angrier and I thought that telling him off wouldn't do any good for me. So I decided to just leave him be and go to my room before I lost my cool. I started marching away, not batting an eye at the jerk as I headed towards my room.

"Where do you think you're going?" He questioned mockingly, putting on a smug look on his face.

I paused my steps and glared at him over my shoulder. "That is none of your business. I've had enough of your smug, snobby attitude. You being the hypocritical jerk you are, you pull me into your drama and just when I offered friendly advice and went ahead to say that you're a good person, you continue with your psychotic antics, proving me that you're not human at all, you good-for-nothing bastard." I snarled at him.

I hadn't realized my anger caused my Sharingan to activate on its own until my sight turned slightly red. Kabuto seemed to notice this too because he was looking at me nervously; he wasn't expecting me to react in this way. Well, it was his fault for learning it the hard way. After a moment passed, he finally gathered just enough courage to speak, probably to redeem himself.

"I… I wasn't trying to anger you…" He defended shyly as he took a step back. "I didn't mean to—."

"Of course, you didn't!" I interjected venomously, sharpening my glare at him. "You always have a damn excuse for your unforgivable and twisted actions, seeing as this wasn't your fault to begin with."

Kabuto remained quiet after I interrupted him which was a smart move. I disliked those who stopped me from making my point out there and clear.

"First, you pretended to be an ally with my team then you went ahead and backstabbed each and every one of us." I continued in a hiss. "You even tried to kill us, Kabuto!"

As I lashed out the jerk, I started to feel overwhelmed and actually hurt as every single word flew out of my mouth. I never took into consideration that his betrayal actually affected me in a personal level. Why did it mattered so much to me?

"And now, you promised me that you won't touch me for your desire and pleasure. You swore that you won't use me as your toy." I grumbled lowly, my eyes glistened. "Yet, you physically forced me to kiss you…"

Kabuto's eyes slightly widened at my words, finally realizing the problem and he attempted to move himself closer to me but I stopped him with my death stare.

"I'm sick and tired of males wanting my attention just to screw with me. Just because I'm pretty and attractive to you horny perverts, doesn't mean I don't have feelings too." I shakenly blurted out, avoiding eye contact. "I hate it when people see me for my looks and not for me, alone. It just shows that no one cares about me and only cares about having me for themselves…"

I could feel the tears coming and the last thing I wanted was Kabuto seeing this again. First time was during our mission and I had regretted exposing myself to him since; I never wanted that to happen again. Since then I tried to keep my emotions intact. I wanted nothing more than to go back to my bedroom, crawl into my bed, and hide from the world until God decided to save me. With that, I started walking away again but at a quicker pace, trying to get away from Kabuto as quick as possible. Of course him being annoying, he followed me as he tried to convince me to stay.

However the one thing that took me by surprise was the fact that he grabbed my hand from behind, which eventually forced me to stop. Even though he stopped me from leaving, I refused to turn and to look at him in the eye because there was not telling what I would do. So instead, I let my head hanging down as my eyes were glued to the ground.

"Katsumi, please let me explain myself." He prompted in a begging matter, tightening his grip on my hand.

The first thought was that Kabuto really did cared about me and wanted to explain his actions so I wouldn't be mad at him. But now that I thought about it, I knew he couldn't feel remorse because he was nothing but Orochimaru's little, medical psychopathic servant; he was trained to not feel anything. So the fact that he wanted to express his "feelings" to me made me want to laugh. But the mood I was feeling wasn't the urge to laugh. It was the urge to not make myself scream under pressure. I pursed my lips as I thought of a response to give to Kabuto hardly as my head hung even lower.

"Do me a favour… never speak to me again." I mumbled coldly, making sure he got my message clear. "And don't ever think you can get away with it this time, because I'm officially done with you."

Kabuto grip on my hand twitched at my harsh but honest words which instantly told me that he was hurt by my demand. As much as I didn't like hurting others, the grey haired medic-nin was an exception. If anything, he was using his elite lying skills to let himself off the hook because that was who he was sadly. I would never give him satisfaction, I would never let him drawn me into his "drama", I would never let him get the best of me, and I would never let him touch me or kiss me or anything else along those lines. I was officially through with Kabuto Yakushi.

Speaking of which, I didn't need to look at said person to know that he felt both hurt and guilty for my distress.

"Katsumi, just hear—."

"No, I'm done with your excuses, and I'm done with you…" I cut him off harshly as I forced his grip off of my hand.

Without wasting time, I slid down the hallway towards my room without turning back because it would pained me to see Kabuto "heartbroken" by my rejection, but it was what it was and he had to move on and so do I. In all honesty, I enjoyed his company when we were stuck in that dark room and I couldn't help but cradle him when he was telling me about his past; I was on the verge of caring for the male because I thought I saw the true Kabuto. But I was wrong. He would never be the person he acted when he was at his weakest and that sucked a lot. At this point, it was best to cut off all ties with him and move on with my life.

I made to my room more quickly than I thought and the second I stepped foot in it, I slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside. I laid against the door as I let out a relieved sigh; I was finally alone and away from people. I never thought that human could stress me out so much, I sometimes questioned why I wanted friends in the first place. No offense to them, but there were times where I wanted to be a loner… alone.

I pushed myself off of the door and walked over towards my mirror. I gazed aimlessly at my reflection, curious about my current appearance. 'I really need a shower.'

But before I made my way to the bathroom, I noticed something peculiar on my neck. I examined it hardly and gasped to see love bites all over my neck. I mean, I wasn't surprised that I got them in the first place; I knew I was going to get some type of marking on me made by Kabuto, but I wasn't expecting this. This was the first time I had received one and the doer wasn't even someone I had feelings for. It seemed to me that the fling was much more than just a fling.

I wondered about Kabuto's hunger for me.

My fingers delicately touched the love bites and it instantly brought me back to the very moment he kissed my lips, and my neck. I could distinctly remember myself moaning desperately at his alluring movements on me. I sent shivers down my spine thinking about the fact that I enjoyed every moment with him. I enjoyed it so much, I actually went and kissed his neck when it exposed itself to me. I still had no clue why I did that, but all I could say was that I regretted feeling attracted to it.

Then, a flashback of harshly telling Kabuto off appeared in the depths of my memory, causing my body to shake. I couldn't help but feel a bit bad for things I said. Yes, he was being a bit arrogant and attempted to take over my body, however it was I who was tempted; I was the one who had the choice to stop it and I didn't. To be honest, it wasn't really his fault for not knowing that I didn't want it because in actuality, I did.

It doesn't matter anymore, that was the last time I would experience this with Kabuto or anyone for that matter.

And I honestly hoped he didn't hate me for it because of the possibility of feeling something more for me.

Maybe I was the jerk.

I huffed loudly, trying to remove as much guilt and stress I carried within me which wasn't the case. My gazed became glossier as my eyes couldn't prevent themselves from looking at the love bites on my neck.

'What are you doing to me, Kabuto…?' I thought hardly to myself, begging to know the answer.

This is probably the longest chapter I've ever did. Was it worth it? That's all up to you guys!