spoopy sneks + sasuke

@beautyblueblossom The sannin’s right hand man turned around slightly and handed Susana the clothes. “Then get changed into them and I won’t look. Trust me, I have no interest in seeing an enemy’s body,” he told her, not sure if she could hear in his voice the snarky grin he wore.

“Orochimaru won’t be pleased to see you running around in the Akatsuki cloak either, so this will be better,” he explained, still facing the other way.

Taking the clothes while glaring at him after what he said about her cloak. Not caring about the part where Kabuto said he had no interest looking at her body. She rolled her eye at that. Replying with an attitude, “Oh, so that wasn’t you touching and saying my figure was unique earlier?”

And how dare he insults her cloak? She wore that thing with pride. She even tailored it to compliment her figure. Jerk.

Quickly, she put on the shorts first then the shirt. Trying to make it snug on her so she was comfortable. After clothing herself, she grabbed her long and started wringing it out over the tub. Letting the water from her hair drip into the tub. Not wanting to create a large puddle on the bathroom floor. She may be a prisoner, but she can be respectful and not create messes for them to clean up.

Kabuto turned around when he heard her wringing her hair out over the tub. He still wore that grin of his.

“I did say it was a unique body. Doesn’t mean it’s pleasing to look at,” he told her, purely teasing at this point. “I’ve seen many different bodies of all kinds. And I will say, I’ve seen more shapely figures on other subjects. Perhaps you should give birth a few times and we’ll see if that widens your hips out. I hear the master’s been wanting to try out his Orochimin triple X recently.” That was, and sounded like, the code name of sperm collected from various male subjects.

Preparing to be attacked or at least yelled at, Kabuto pushed his glasses up again to hide his smirk.

@beautyblueblossom The sannin’s right hand man turned around slightly and handed Susana the clothes. “Then get changed into them and I won’t look. Trust me, I have no interest in seeing an enemy’s body,” he told her, not sure if she could hear in his voice the snarky grin he wore. “Orochimaru won’t be pleased to see you running around in the Akatsuki cloak either, so this will be better,” he explained, still facing the other way.

@beautyblueblossom He smirked a tiny little bit and his tongue played with hers for a short time, pushing it into the back of her mouth and sucking on it subtly, his tongue then exploring one side of her mouth before pulling back, not wanting this to last too long. He only wanted her to understand his actual feelings for her without having to say them.

As he pulled back, panting slightly, he grabbed her lower jaw, squishing her face in his strong hand. “You’re such a naughty girl. Imagine if your carrot-top leader saw you like this, hmm~”

His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened, he was cursing the lust he felt for her. But this was the break the Akatsuki girl’s body needed to distract itself from the inevitable attraction to Orochimaru it would undoubtedly feel.

Whatever he was at this point, it was certainly not the professional doctor’s persona he prided himself on.

Whimpering a bit at how he was holding her face after his kiss. Panting as well, having her breath taken from her by him. When Kabuto mentioned Leader-sama, her heart dropped. If he was here he would of immediately killed her for kissing the ash-gray haired male. It was treason and she knew it.

Kabuto rubbing it in her face wasn’t helping. But of course, that’s Kabuto for ya.

“Susana,” out of no where she says a name. Not breaking her gaze with Kabuto. Knowing he’ll figure out why she said that name.

He at first was puzzled or taken off guard but he then recalled that he hasn’t actually learned her name yet and would need to do so.

“It’s a beautiful name,” he told her, in an actually genuine way, not in a toxic mad-scientist-trying-to-trick-you way. “I’m Dr. Yakushi— b..but you can call me Kabuto… but you already knew that. Heh..”

His nerdy personality that hadn’t shown up since his completion of medical school finally emerged again, and he cursed himself for this part of his personality he had stowed away for so long. ‘Dang it, thought I killed my emotions like Oro said to… whatever, this doesn’t count.’

He now looked down, then realized he shouldn’t be doing that considering the position they both were in, and so he just looked to the side, cleared his throat nervously, and pushed up his glasses with a sticky hand, looping another strand of the Akatsuki’s hair behind her ear. ‘please.. make it stop..’ he told his own heart.

He then let out a rehearsed, mechanical line. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

Hearing that monotone of his voice at his last line…she didn’t know why she told him her name. Perhaps to throw him off or just for no reason. She wasn’t going to say more about herself though. Giving her first name was enough.

Not knowing what to say next, she only nods in response. Usually she would shake the hand of the person she just met on first name basis. Being a sweet girl. But that was her years ago, before joining the Akatsuki. Now she can turn off her emotions whenever she wanted.

She mutters out, “same goes out to you, I guess….” Scowling at her little awkward moment.

Kabuto had come back to reality and had sighed softly. “Well… I better get those bandages on your eye before you start to hate me again. I.. I’m sorry about that,” he told her, apologizing for kissing her.

The excitement had clearly died down and it had indeed been an awkward moment fueled only by angst and lust. The rate things were going, the two were likely to end up hatefucking someday.

As he reached for the bandages, a giggling Kimimaro ran into the bathroom. He was clad in an old pair of underwear, nothing else, and squealed with delight as he opened a cabinet and crawled inside.

Orochimaru was heard calling from down the hallway, “Kimimaro, get back here you little scamp!”

This may have seemed like an innocent game of hide and seek, but in reality, the small bone-wielder was trying to escape from a painful examination and had managed to slip out of the room when Orochimaru had been preparing an injection and had his back turned. He was laughing because he was delighted with his victory.

As another male enter the bathroom, Susan crossed her arms over her chest even though she saw Kimimaro hide inside a cabinet. Then hearing Orochimaru not far from the bathroom, the female internally cursed and freaked out. He was close by while she’s sitting in a tub naked.

Frantically looking around the worn down bathroom for anything to cover herself up. ‘No no no no…not now!’

Quickly thinking, the gray-haired ninja sighed and stood up, opening the cabinet and easily picking up the tiny boy, holding him over his shoulder as the bone style user screamed and protested and did everything he could to try and break free.

Kabuto opened the door and handed the snowy-haired child back to the one who had caused him all that misery, explained to Orochimaru that he was disrupting a test subject’s bath (though not specifying which subject), and long story short, the only thing heard down the hall was a slowly fading away screaming.

‘Does that kid ever wear out his vocal cords?’ Kabuto wondered to himself with an irritated sigh as he closed the door again, reclaiming his place on the seat he had.

“Sorry about that. It was a close call…” he told her, worried genuinely that Orochimaru would have seen her naked and being cleaned up by Kabuto. Orochimaru was already suspicious that Kabuto sympathized with the subject, so it would not do anything good to allow him to be more so. And seeing him in that situation would have made him think so. Both parties, Susana and Kabuto, were doing heinous traitorous things to their side. That was the problem with both of them, and neither of them seemed to care.

Still anxious that Orochimaru might burst through that door, seeing the young female naked. Oh, how that situation would unfold everything and she’d probably end up dead…or violated…. Shaking her head at that thought, Susan tried to remain calm.

Then nodding her head in agreement at Kabuto’s words before asking him quietly, “Is there…anything for me to wear or…no? I think I’m done with my bath…if that’s alright with you.”

“Hmm...” He thought a little bit, trying to think of where there might be some clothes. He didn’t blame her for not wanting to walk around the facility naked, though he’d seen a few subjects do it before.

“I’m thinking there might be something in here. Many subjects of ours end up soiling whatever clothes we give them, so it won’t be anything fancy...” He placed the bandages down onto his bag once more. It seemed like he’d never get them on her eye.

He walked over to the linen and medical implement cabinet that Kimimaro had slid into previously, rummaging around before he pulled out a sackcloth material long shirt, and a pair of small black shorts. The shirt had a yin and yang insignia on its bottom half, added by Orochimaru, to signify that the wearer belonged to him if it ever escaped.

“Would this be ok? Not that you have much of a choice...” he asked her, holding up the shirt and pants.

@beautyblueblossom He smirked a tiny little bit and his tongue played with hers for a short time, pushing it into the back of her mouth and sucking on it subtly, his tongue then exploring one side of her mouth before pulling back, not wanting this to last too long. He only wanted her to understand his actual feelings for her without having to say them.

As he pulled back, panting slightly, he grabbed her lower jaw, squishing her face in his strong hand. “You’re such a naughty girl. Imagine if your carrot-top leader saw you like this, hmm~”

His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened, he was cursing the lust he felt for her. But this was the break the Akatsuki girl’s body needed to distract itself from the inevitable attraction to Orochimaru it would undoubtedly feel.

Whatever he was at this point, it was certainly not the professional doctor’s persona he prided himself on.

Whimpering a bit at how he was holding her face after his kiss. Panting as well, having her breath taken from her by him. When Kabuto mentioned Leader-sama, her heart dropped. If he was here he would of immediately killed her for kissing the ash-gray haired male. It was treason and she knew it.

Kabuto rubbing it in her face wasn’t helping. But of course, that’s Kabuto for ya.

“Susana,” out of no where she says a name. Not breaking her gaze with Kabuto. Knowing he’ll figure out why she said that name.

He at first was puzzled or taken off guard but he then recalled that he hasn’t actually learned her name yet and would need to do so.

“It’s a beautiful name,” he told her, in an actually genuine way, not in a toxic mad-scientist-trying-to-trick-you way. “I’m Dr. Yakushi— b..but you can call me Kabuto… but you already knew that. Heh..”

His nerdy personality that hadn’t shown up since his completion of medical school finally emerged again, and he cursed himself for this part of his personality he had stowed away for so long. ‘Dang it, thought I killed my emotions like Oro said to… whatever, this doesn’t count.’

He now looked down, then realized he shouldn’t be doing that considering the position they both were in, and so he just looked to the side, cleared his throat nervously, and pushed up his glasses with a sticky hand, looping another strand of the Akatsuki’s hair behind her ear. ‘please.. make it stop..’ he told his own heart.

He then let out a rehearsed, mechanical line. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

Hearing that monotone of his voice at his last line…she didn’t know why she told him her name. Perhaps to throw him off or just for no reason. She wasn’t going to say more about herself though. Giving her first name was enough.

Not knowing what to say next, she only nods in response. Usually she would shake the hand of the person she just met on first name basis. Being a sweet girl. But that was her years ago, before joining the Akatsuki. Now she can turn off her emotions whenever she wanted.

She mutters out, “same goes out to you, I guess….” Scowling at her little awkward moment.

Kabuto had come back to reality and had sighed softly. “Well… I better get those bandages on your eye before you start to hate me again. I.. I’m sorry about that,” he told her, apologizing for kissing her.

The excitement had clearly died down and it had indeed been an awkward moment fueled only by angst and lust. The rate things were going, the two were likely to end up hatefucking someday.

As he reached for the bandages, a giggling Kimimaro ran into the bathroom. He was clad in an old pair of underwear, nothing else, and squealed with delight as he opened a cabinet and crawled inside.

Orochimaru was heard calling from down the hallway, “Kimimaro, get back here you little scamp!”

This may have seemed like an innocent game of hide and seek, but in reality, the small bone-wielder was trying to escape from a painful examination and had managed to slip out of the room when Orochimaru had been preparing an injection and had his back turned. He was laughing because he was delighted with his victory.

As another male enter the bathroom, Susan crossed her arms over her chest even though she saw Kimimaro hide inside a cabinet. Then hearing Orochimaru not far from the bathroom, the female internally cursed and freaked out. He was close by while she’s sitting in a tub naked.

Frantically looking around the worn down bathroom for anything to cover herself up. ‘No no no no…not now!’

Quickly thinking, the gray-haired ninja sighed and stood up, opening the cabinet and easily picking up the tiny boy, holding him over his shoulder as the bone style user screamed and protested and did everything he could to try and break free.

Kabuto opened the door and handed the snowy-haired child back to the one who had caused him all that misery, explained to Orochimaru that he was disrupting a test subject’s bath (though not specifying which subject), and long story short, the only thing heard down the hall was a slowly fading away screaming.

‘Does that kid ever wear out his vocal cords?’ Kabuto wondered to himself with an irritated sigh as he closed the door again, reclaiming his place on the seat he had.

“Sorry about that. It was a close call...” he told her, worried genuinely that Orochimaru would have seen her naked and being cleaned up by Kabuto. Orochimaru was already suspicious that Kabuto sympathized with the subject, so it would not do anything good to allow him to be more so. And seeing him in that situation would have made him think so. Both parties, Susana and Kabuto, were doing heinous traitorous things to their side. That was the problem with both of them, and neither of them seemed to care.

@beautyblueblossom He smirked a tiny little bit and his tongue played with hers for a short time, pushing it into the back of her mouth and sucking on it subtly, his tongue then exploring one side of her mouth before pulling back, not wanting this to last too long. He only wanted her to understand his actual feelings for her without having to say them.

As he pulled back, panting slightly, he grabbed her lower jaw, squishing her face in his strong hand. “You’re such a naughty girl. Imagine if your carrot-top leader saw you like this, hmm~”

His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened, he was cursing the lust he felt for her. But this was the break the Akatsuki girl’s body needed to distract itself from the inevitable attraction to Orochimaru it would undoubtedly feel.

Whatever he was at this point, it was certainly not the professional doctor’s persona he prided himself on.

Whimpering a bit at how he was holding her face after his kiss. Panting as well, having her breath taken from her by him. When Kabuto mentioned Leader-sama, her heart dropped. If he was here he would of immediately killed her for kissing the ash-gray haired male. It was treason and she knew it.

Kabuto rubbing it in her face wasn’t helping. But of course, that’s Kabuto for ya.

“Susana,” out of no where she says a name. Not breaking her gaze with Kabuto. Knowing he’ll figure out why she said that name.

He at first was puzzled or taken off guard but he then recalled that he hasn’t actually learned her name yet and would need to do so.

“It’s a beautiful name,” he told her, in an actually genuine way, not in a toxic mad-scientist-trying-to-trick-you way. “I’m Dr. Yakushi— b..but you can call me Kabuto… but you already knew that. Heh..”

His nerdy personality that hadn’t shown up since his completion of medical school finally emerged again, and he cursed himself for this part of his personality he had stowed away for so long. ‘Dang it, thought I killed my emotions like Oro said to… whatever, this doesn’t count.’

He now looked down, then realized he shouldn’t be doing that considering the position they both were in, and so he just looked to the side, cleared his throat nervously, and pushed up his glasses with a sticky hand, looping another strand of the Akatsuki’s hair behind her ear. ‘please.. make it stop..’ he told his own heart.

He then let out a rehearsed, mechanical line. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

Hearing that monotone of his voice at his last line…she didn’t know why she told him her name. Perhaps to throw him off or just for no reason. She wasn’t going to say more about herself though. Giving her first name was enough.

Not knowing what to say next, she only nods in response. Usually she would shake the hand of the person she just met on first name basis. Being a sweet girl. But that was her years ago, before joining the Akatsuki. Now she can turn off her emotions whenever she wanted.

She mutters out, “same goes out to you, I guess….” Scowling at her little awkward moment.

Kabuto had come back to reality and had sighed softly. “Well... I better get those bandages on your eye before you start to hate me again. I.. I’m sorry about that,” he told her, apologizing for kissing her.

The excitement had clearly died down and it had indeed been an awkward moment fueled only by angst and lust. The rate things were going, the two were likely to end up hatefucking someday.

As he reached for the bandages, a giggling Kimimaro ran into the bathroom. He was clad in an old pair of underwear, nothing else, and squealed with delight as he opened a cabinet and crawled inside.

Orochimaru was heard calling from down the hallway, “Kimimaro, get back here you little scamp!”

This may have seemed like an innocent game of hide and seek, but in reality, the small bone-wielder was trying to escape from a painful examination and had managed to slip out of the room when Orochimaru had been preparing an injection and had his back turned. He was laughing because he was delighted with his victory.

@beautyblueblossom He smirked a tiny little bit and his tongue played with hers for a short time, pushing it into the back of her mouth and sucking on it subtly, his tongue then exploring one side of her mouth before pulling back, not wanting this to last too long. He only wanted her to understand his actual feelings for her without having to say them.

As he pulled back, panting slightly, he grabbed her lower jaw, squishing her face in his strong hand. “You’re such a naughty girl. Imagine if your carrot-top leader saw you like this, hmm~”

His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened, he was cursing the lust he felt for her. But this was the break the Akatsuki girl’s body needed to distract itself from the inevitable attraction to Orochimaru it would undoubtedly feel.

Whatever he was at this point, it was certainly not the professional doctor’s persona he prided himself on.

Whimpering a bit at how he was holding her face after his kiss. Panting as well, having her breath taken from her by him. When Kabuto mentioned Leader-sama, her heart dropped. If he was here he would of immediately killed her for kissing the ash-gray haired male. It was treason and she knew it.

Kabuto rubbing it in her face wasn’t helping. But of course, that’s Kabuto for ya.

“Susana,” out of no where she says a name. Not breaking her gaze with Kabuto. Knowing he’ll figure out why she said that name.

He at first was puzzled or taken off guard but he then recalled that he hasn’t actually learned her name yet and would need to do so.

“It’s a beautiful name,” he told her, in an actually genuine way, not in a toxic mad-scientist-trying-to-trick-you way. “I’m Dr. Yakushi— b..but you can call me Kabuto... but you already knew that. Heh..”

His nerdy personality that hadn’t shown up since his completion of medical school finally emerged again, and he cursed himself for this part of his personality he had stowed away for so long. ‘Dang it, thought I killed my emotions like Oro said to... whatever, this doesn’t count.’

He now looked down, then realized he shouldn’t be doing that considering the position they both were in, and so he just looked to the side, cleared his throat nervously, and pushed up his glasses with a sticky hand, looping another strand of the Akatsuki’s hair behind her ear. ‘please.. make it stop..’ he told his own heart.

He then let out a rehearsed, mechanical line. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

@beautyblueblossom He smirked a tiny little bit and his tongue played with hers for a short time, pushing it into the back of her mouth and sucking on it subtly, his tongue then exploring one side of her mouth before pulling back, not wanting this to last too long. He only wanted her to understand his actual feelings for her without having to say them. As he pulled back, panting slightly, he grabbed her lower jaw, squishing her face in his strong hand. “You’re such a naughty girl. Imagine if your carrot-top leader saw you like this, hmm~” His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened, he was cursing the lust he felt for her. But this was the break the Akatsuki girl’s body needed to distract itself from the inevitable attraction to Orochimaru it would undoubtedly feel. Whatever he was at this point, it was certainly not the professional doctor’s persona he prided himself on.

@beautyblueblossom Kabuto did look concerned for her. Something was undoubtedly wrong. Perhaps she needed time to be alone indeed. But he did have a conjecture as to why she was acting in such a strange way.

In an attempt to calm her, holding in one hand the bandages he was going to use, he placed his other hand on her forearm and squeezed it, leaning close and whispering.

“I know it seems frightening… but Orochimaru knew it too. He wants you to be his, no matter how badly he seemed to treat you. He usually goes for younger lovers, but I think he’s desperate now. So you’re really going to have to watch your emotions. I can help persuade you away from him… and…” he leaned closer in case someone from the outside may have been listening. You can never be too careful, “I’ll show you greater love than he can. Promise.”

He had made this own promise to himself as well, so that hopefully, if the mark did make her feel an extreme sense of love, it had a slight chance of being redirected towards the ashy gray medic than towards the snake Sannin.

The blonde’s fake smile fell as she listened closely to the ash-gray medic. She didn’t know what to say at the moment. So many things happening at once. Learning about the curse mark, making her force to feel something for a man who experimented on her, his right handed man telling her that he will show her love. Better than Orochimaru. Inhaling sharply as he got closer.

Every part of her wanted to yell at him, telling him that she couldn’t do this…but something inside told her to fuck it and try to survive. She couldn’t believe Kabuto was saying this to her.

“You promise?” Surprised she asked that to him, and leaned her forehead against his. Not knowing why she’s doing it.

“Hmhm… does this answer it?” The medic said in a purring yet croaking voice, before moving his lips 3 inches closer and then pressing them against his subject’s lips.

His hand remained on her forearm, only twitching slightly because he was worried she’d reject his promise. He himself was nervous about engaging in such a thing with a subject, though his thumb did caress the skin of her arm tentatively.

Never have been kissed before, one blue orb widened at the feeling of her lips being touched by another. Feeling his hand rub her forearm, as if he was trying to reassure the Akatsuki medic.

Without realizing it, her lips started to move against his, kissing him back. Closing her one eye as she did so.

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He smiled a tiny bit into the kiss. Now reaching one hand up and rubbing it along her cheek, tracing a strand of her hair and placing it behind her ear as he saw she was becoming more comfortable with it.

His fingers rubbed the back of her ear a little more, just wanting her to know he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her, and almost wordlessly saying he didn’t agree with what Orochimaru had done to her.

He wanted to get her wound bandaged as fast as possible, but he had to build the utmost of trust with her first. And thus he licked her lips softly.

One of the weirdest misconceptions about the Naruto setting I’ve ever had was the thought that bingo books were something that were universal and collaborated, like all the villages contributed to one single annually updated book based on the information everyone had gathered about the infamous shitheads (missing nin and not) of every other village.

The (correct) idea that every village would have their own book and obviously wouldn’t share their intel with everyone else didn’t hit me until like… years later.

After the fact I still have no idea why or how I thought that was the way it worked, but I had all these headcanons about bingo book writers and investigators and how they might be treated in ninja society, which were all very silly in retrospect.

#bingo book #naruto #akatsuki #missing nin

I didn’t know that either for the longest time. I just had assumed the bingo books were shared information on international criminals, but it does make more sense that each country would place a focus on their own criminals (or those threatening their village directly) than on those of another (unless they happened to be a world-renowned hated criminal like an Akatsuki member). They’d have no need to share such information with members of another country.

To add to that, I literally have thought that Bingo Books was a weird name until I learned from the wiki that bingo literally means wanted person in Japanese. Which makes a lot more sense than the English definition of bingo lol.

Lowkey Oro’s favorite cuddle time sweater

#orokabu #orokimi #Orochimaru #Naruto #Naruto shippuden

@beautyblueblossom Kabuto did look concerned for her. Something was undoubtedly wrong. Perhaps she needed time to be alone indeed. But he did have a conjecture as to why she was acting in such a strange way.

In an attempt to calm her, holding in one hand the bandages he was going to use, he placed his other hand on her forearm and squeezed it, leaning close and whispering.

“I know it seems frightening… but Orochimaru knew it too. He wants you to be his, no matter how badly he seemed to treat you. He usually goes for younger lovers, but I think he’s desperate now. So you’re really going to have to watch your emotions. I can help persuade you away from him… and…” he leaned closer in case someone from the outside may have been listening. You can never be too careful, “I’ll show you greater love than he can. Promise.”

He had made this own promise to himself as well, so that hopefully, if the mark did make her feel an extreme sense of love, it had a slight chance of being redirected towards the ashy gray medic than towards the snake Sannin.

The blonde’s fake smile fell as she listened closely to the ash-gray medic. She didn’t know what to say at the moment. So many things happening at once. Learning about the curse mark, making her force to feel something for a man who experimented on her, his right handed man telling her that he will show her love. Better than Orochimaru. Inhaling sharply as he got closer.

Every part of her wanted to yell at him, telling him that she couldn’t do this…but something inside told her to fuck it and try to survive. She couldn’t believe Kabuto was saying this to her.

“You promise?” Surprised she asked that to him, and leaned her forehead against his. Not knowing why she’s doing it.

“Hmhm... does this answer it?” The medic said in a purring yet croaking voice, before moving his lips 3 inches closer and then pressing them against his subject’s lips.

His hand remained on her forearm, only twitching slightly because he was worried she’d reject his promise. He himself was nervous about engaging in such a thing with a subject, though his thumb did caress the skin of her arm tentatively.

@beautyblueblossom Kabuto did look concerned for her. Something was undoubtedly wrong. Perhaps she needed time to be alone indeed. But he did have a conjecture as to why she was acting in such a strange way. In an attempt to calm her, holding in one hand the bandages he was going to use, he placed his other hand on her forearm and squeezed it, leaning close and whispering. “I know it seems frightening... but Orochimaru knew it too. He wants you to be his, no matter how badly he seemed to treat you. He usually goes for younger lovers, but I think he’s desperate now. So you’re really going to have to watch your emotions. I can help persuade you away from him... and...” he leaned closer in case someone from the outside may have been listening. You can never be too careful, “I’ll show you greater love than he can. Promise.” He had made this own promise to himself as well, so that hopefully, if the mark did make her feel an extreme sense of love, it had a slight chance of being redirected towards the ashy gray medic than towards the snake Sannin.

@beautyblueblossom

“No problem. I am a doctor after all.” He smiled at her more and then placed his hands over the curse mark, knowing that was especially a source of pain for the Akatsuki woman.

He knew that he could not heal the curse mark, and even if he could, he wouldn’t want to take the heat from Orochimaru. It was a strange thing, that mark. And he knew that when it took hold of her, it would transform her into quite a strange sight. Hopefully, she would never come into contact with the sealing Jutsu that would enable her second state.

Wondering what was on her shoulder that was making Kabuto touch her like that, her right hand reached up to touch the mark. Slender fingers just lightly grazing Kabuto’s hand just before pulling hers back.

“What did he place on my body? Was it…a curse mark? He said I would become his pet because of this. He bit me because I provoked him…that was my fault.” Whispering that last part, not able to look at the medic next to her.

Kabuto noted to himself that her hands were undamaged, and felt the slightest bit of happiness after she’d touched him. He needed to not show it though, as he wasn’t some child that got excited over infatuation.

He continued placing his hands on various areas for short periods of time to focus healing chakra there. “He put a cursed seal of heaven on you. It means… well… it means you’re going to have to try very hard not to fall in love with him,” he simply stated. “Very hard.”

He was upset that he’d had to tell her this, but essentially that’s what curse marks did. Originally, they were a genetic unfavorable mutation, and a person condemned with them was seen as a barbaric, insane blemish on their clan.

However, once Orochimaru had learned to take hold of the potential within such a mutation, he’d altered the genetic code through lengthy research and had not only made it transferable through blood, but had also made any recipient of it become infatuated with him. Him specifically, Orochimaru. This side effect was pleasing to the Sannin, as it worked especially on young children who were impressionable such as Kimimaro and Anko at the time. They hadn’t known what true love was, so their minds interpreted it as obedience and they saw Orochimaru as a god.

Kabuto only hoped the amegakure ninja would not fall victim to it as other subjects had. But that required an extremely strong sense of self, and even then it wasn’t 100% avoidable.

For a second, it felt like Susan’s heart stopped at those words. Her only working eye widened in disbelief. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Try very hard not to fall in love with Orochimaru? No…no. That’s not what he’s saying, is he?! The young female never experienced love in her entire life so far. How will she be able to tell if she’s already doing it?! Last time she checked, the Akatsuki medic hated him. So, nothing yet….

Clutching her head suddenly, desperately wishing it wasn’t happening. This was all her fault! She poked the snake and it bit back. Literally.

And now she might not be able to stop herself from feeling something that she never had felted in her life! Towards an enemy of the Akatsuki. That’s treason!

‘I should of died back there! It would of saved me from this torture! I can’t betray the Akatsuki! No, I won’t fall prey to this!’

Kabuto pulled his hands away. “Hmm... your heart seems to be racing. Did I say something that scared you?” He asked curiously, wondering what she’d gotten so worked up about.

He turned away to go through his belongings and look for bandages, feeling that maybe she had felt intimidated by his closeness.

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“No problem. I am a doctor after all.” He smiled at her more and then placed his hands over the curse mark, knowing that was especially a source of pain for the Akatsuki woman.

He knew that he could not heal the curse mark, and even if he could, he wouldn’t want to take the heat from Orochimaru. It was a strange thing, that mark. And he knew that when it took hold of her, it would transform her into quite a strange sight. Hopefully, she would never come into contact with the sealing Jutsu that would enable her second state.

Wondering what was on her shoulder that was making Kabuto touch her like that, her right hand reached up to touch the mark. Slender fingers just lightly grazing Kabuto’s hand just before pulling hers back.

“What did he place on my body? Was it…a curse mark? He said I would become his pet because of this. He bit me because I provoked him…that was my fault.” Whispering that last part, not able to look at the medic next to her.

Kabuto noted to himself that her hands were undamaged, and felt the slightest bit of happiness after she’d touched him. He needed to not show it though, as he wasn’t some child that got excited over infatuation.

He continued placing his hands on various areas for short periods of time to focus healing chakra there. “He put a cursed seal of heaven on you. It means... well... it means you’re going to have to try very hard not to fall in love with him,” he simply stated. “Very hard.”

He was upset that he’d had to tell her this, but essentially that’s what curse marks did. Originally, they were a genetic unfavorable mutation, and a person condemned with them was seen as a barbaric, insane blemish on their clan.

However, once Orochimaru had learned to take hold of the potential within such a mutation, he’d altered the genetic code through lengthy research and had not only made it transferable through blood, but had also made any recipient of it become infatuated with him. Him specifically, Orochimaru. This side effect was pleasing to the Sannin, as it worked especially on young children who were impressionable such as Kimimaro and Anko at the time. They hadn’t known what true love was, so their minds interpreted it as obedience and they saw Orochimaru as a god.

Kabuto only hoped the amegakure ninja would not fall victim to it as other subjects had. But that required an extremely strong sense of self, and even then it wasn’t 100% avoidable.

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oro-chii:

Orochimaru noticed that Sasuke looked significantly cleaner and he began to feel somewhat insecure about his own matted hair as well as his dirty hands and face that had 3 days worth of pale makeup caked on.

“Ah… I’m going to take one now.” He stood up slowly and grabbed his own bag. “Please do tell me you left some warm water available.”

He made his way to the bathroom with his bag in his hand, not trusting Sasuke as Sasuke had trusted him.

“Sure.” He didn’t shower long, there should still be plenty left.

Sasuke isn’t a disrespectful snoop like Orochimaru is. He simply goes over his information and sends a hawk away while Orochimaru takes his bath.

Orochimaru focused on getting his face and body clean, just the way he liked it. He washed off all that makeup and found that he had gotten a blemish on his face, so he then proceeded to use his deadly filed nails to pop it and squeeze out whatever was inside.

When he’d extracted the stuff, he let out a satisfied, gross sounding sigh.

@beautyblueblossom

“No problem. I am a doctor after all.” He smiled at her more and then placed his hands over the curse mark, knowing that was especially a source of pain for the Akatsuki woman.

He knew that he could not heal the curse mark, and even if he could, he wouldn’t want to take the heat from Orochimaru. It was a strange thing, that mark. And he knew that when it took hold of her, it would transform her into quite a strange sight. Hopefully, she would never come into contact with the sealing Jutsu that would enable her second state.