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Nurse Me	By : AccioLucius Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 12
Intensity that could have created lightning streamed between their eyes. Saya and Orochimaru remained with their foreheads pressed together and eyes staring at each other. Their breaths were still slightly uneven from their deep kiss. A full minute passed after Orochimaru asked his question.
Saya backed away from him as she stood. “Your bandages need to be changed.”
Orochimaru laughed. “While that is completely irrelevant, it’s not a ‘no’.”
She closed her eyes and crossed my arms. “I’m neither obligated nor interested in acknowledging the question. Besides, we both know what my answer is.”
“Then why did you back away from me?”
Saya’s eyes shot open as her brow narrowed. “Shut up. This is why I’m passive with you. You have a smartass answer to every response I make. But since I’m going to get one regardless, I’ll tell you that my answer is no.” She paused when she saw him grinning at her. “Stop smiling!”
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes as his grin spread further.
Saya turned with a huff. “Get undressed while I get my supplies.”
“Gladly,” Orochimaru told her as she left the room, laughing as she scoffed outside the door.
Saya matched to her room and all but slammed the door shut. She knew no good would come from kissing him. No he would press her into doing more progressive actions. Her stomach turned at the thought.
With a sigh she rummaged through the clothes Akira had brought her and found a navy kimono. She slipped off the wrinkled black dress she had been wearing and slipped the new material over her skin. Saya was satisfied that the clothes fit her properly, but she also wondered who they belonged to. There were only a few people Saya had seen since her stay and they were all men.
Maybe Orochimaru used to have a girl that took off in a hurry. Saya wouldn’t have blamed her if he treated all women like he did her. She suddenly felt uncomfortable in the clothes as the thought crossed her mind.
Saya grabbed her bag of supplies as she pushed the thought aside and made her way back to Orochimaru’s room. She would much rather be on her way to the kitchen for something to eat. There hadn’t been many opportunities for her to eat.
Bracing herself for a smirk and another sarcastic comment, Saya reentered the man’s room. He had taken his night clothes off and folded them over the bed. Instead of smirking, Orochimaru laid back against his pillows with his eyes closed, still clearly exhausted. He stirred as Saya sat down next to him.
“So, how are your ribs?” Saya asked with a self-satisfied smirk of her own. She knew she had hurt him when she punched him earlier.
“I wouldn’t act so pleased,” he told her. “The worse I get only lengthens your stay.”
Saya peeled away the bandage that covered his forehead. The cut was healed to a mere scratch now. She almost grinned at the fact that part of his face wouldn’t be covered up anymore, but she quickly bit her tongue to hold it back. “The longer I stay, the more I get paid.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “You are going to pay me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Orochimaru sighed as she peeled away the bandages on his neck and collar. They too were quickly healing. They weren’t as small as the scratch running along his forehead, but they were well closed. Saya shared this with him.
“My stay may not be lengthened after all, but you’re still weak and susceptible to a fever,” she added.
Orochimaru clenched his jaw and remained silent as Saya pulled back the bandage on his hip. A bruise had spread across his pale skin and the edges of the wound were cracked open. “I’ll be deducting you for that.”
“You asked for it,” Saya quickly shot. “Besides, it’s not that much worse.”
“It hurts like hell,” he snapped back at her with sharp eyes. “Not to mention my ribs.”
Saya rummaged through her bag until she found a bottle of pain pills and set them down on his bedside table. “You should have told me.” She softened her expression as she looked him in the face. “Why is it so hard for the two of you to admit you need help?”
Orochimaru looked away. “It’s a sign of weakness, just as in nature. The sick and injured are the ones preyed upon. Hiding it is instinct.”
“But not from the one who’s supposed to fix the weakness.”
Saya watched him and noticed an inner struggle that was playing out across his face. He even started to respond but failed. She assumed there was more to it. If he was a great of a ninja as he said, then being injured and having to heal this way must be working on his pride. And he had a lot of it.
Orochimaru eventually closed his eyes. He was weaker than Saya thought.
“I can come back later if you’d like to go to sleep.”
“I’d like that. But first, could you-” Orochimaru placed his hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
Saya almost laughed. “Sure,” she told him as she moved to sit behind him. Her hands dug into his muscles as soon as they hit his skin. Orochimaru jerked forward slightly in pain. “You don’t get this often, do you?” Saya eased up on her pressure.
“Never,” he breathed. He arched his back as Saya went lower and dug into his shoulder blades. “Careful.”
“Careful?” Saya asked. “You must feel absolutely terrible if can’t even snap at me properly.”
She raised an eyebrow when there was no reply. It wasn’t certain whether it was from exhaustion or if he had nothing to say to her, although that was a stretch. He could always tell her to shut up. It was an awkward moment as Saya began to blush. He was exhausted because of her.
She debated on how to handle to situation. Saya wasn’t convinced he had healed her just because Kabuto was out of line. He didn’t know her very well and had shown he didn’t have any respect for her.
That said, she couldn’t deny that she was gaining interest in him. How would she react to it, though? Did she want to give in to his advances and have a quick fling with him or did she want something more? Saya hadn’t been open to serious relationships for some time. A long-time relationship that ended horribly had turned her off of dating.
But more importantly, what did Orochimaru want? It would only be a disaster if he just wanted to play with her while she was around and Saya wanted more. Maybe it would be best if she went back to ignoring him.
“It hurts, doesn’t it?” he asked her.
Saya blinked several times when she noticed her eyes were out of focus. “What?”
“Your hand. That’s why you stopped.”
She looked down to see that her hands were lying dormant against his skin. She hadn’t realized she had stopped. “Oh, well yes. It does.”
Orochimaru once again offered to heal it. Saya once again turned him down.
“You’ll just pass out again. I can tell by looking at you that you’re barely able to sit up. You’ll be out for days if you try it again, especially since you’re apparently new to it.”
She had been surprised that he was able to heal her in the first place. She had been alert enough to hear Kabuto, a medical ninja, advise him against it. Orochimaru had to be highly skilled in order to perform on that level.
Ignoring her, Orochimaru reached over his should and grabbed her injured hand. Saya was pulled forward as he brought her hand around to look at it. She watched over his shoulder as he gently unhooked and unwound her bandage. Bruising was spreading on the top and bottom of her hand along the stitching on both sides.
“You’re made of steel,” he told her, “being able to stitch your own self up.” He turned her hand so that her palm was facing him. “Especially so well in such a tense moment.”
Saya shrugged. “I do it on others all the time, and I really didn’t have much of a choice.”
“No, you’re strong Saya.” His tongue brushed against her wrist before his lips followed. “Even earlier,” he continued as his mouth gently ran up and down her lower arm, “while you were pinned to the floor with your blood running out of you, you were calmer than I was.”
Even though she was pulled up against his back, Saya couldn’t see his face. Therefore, his soft tone was taken sincerely. What she couldn’t see was his narrowed eyes and almost scowling expression. Even as he continued to caress her wrist with his mouth, Orochimaru stared ahead at the wall and let his mind tick.
“You’re very strong willed,” he added when his lips stopped.
Saya then felt an odd sensation spreading across her neck. It felt as though both fire and ice were licking her skin. She felt Orochimaru sigh against her arm as he kept it against his mouth. Dizziness took over her and Saya put her other hand to her head. Her eyelids began to droop when he started licking her wrist again, causing her eyes to eventually close and head slump against his shoulder.
He’s doing this, she thought.
Trying to push the feelings aside, Saya willed herself to open her eyes. They ended up wandering over Orochimaru’s muscular back and shoulder. She closed her eyes again as if to hide herself when she moved her head to let her lips meet his shoulder. Orochimaru skipped a breath when her hand dropped from her head to roam over his back.
Saya tried to stop herself, but she couldn’t. Part of her both wouldn’t let her and didn’t want her to stop. Her eyes tightened as she found herself moving his hair aside so her lips could travel up to his neck. To her surprise, Orochimaru arched his back with a gasp. He just as quickly relaxed and titled his head back with a smile. He let go of Saya’s hand, chuckling as it snaked under his arm and rested on his chest.
“You have no idea how long it’s been since I’ve felt this,” he whispered. Orochimaru’s smiled dropped and raised an eyebrow as Saya suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at her.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” she told him shakily.
Orochimaru turned his body to face hers and gently lifted her head by her chin. “But do you want to?” he asked with heavy eyelids.
Yes, Saya instantly thought, but she stayed silent.
“Then stop this nonsense,” Orochimaru purred at her as if he read her mind. He jerked her chin up to roughly kiss her. “Your teasing is getting tiresome,” he breathed against her mouth.
A brief flash of anger shot through Saya at his comment. Orochimaru watched as the edges of her irises grew dark, the same as they did after he bit her. He smiled as he could sense her body tensing. “Did I hit a nerve?”
His smile quickly changed to a scowl as Saya grabbed him and pinned him to the bed. Her nails dug into his skin as she pushed against him with shocking strength. Her eyes were as harsh as Orochimaru’s as she leaned into his face. “Shut. Up.” she growled.
Orochimaru looked up into her eyes with both determination and humor. Saya’s irises were almost completely black by now. He continued to stare at her as a grin formed on his face. Saya slowly cocked her head until her neck exploded with pain. She immediately cringed and cried out in pain. Now having an opening, Orochimaru pushed her to the side to pin her down instead.
“How many times must we do this?” He held Saya in place as the pain washed over her and her eyes returned to normal. He also had to pause to let his own pain in his torso calm. “My patience is wearing thin.” His grin escalated into a smile as he watched her breathing heavily beneath him.
“Get off me,” Saya ordered him. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She didn’t know why she had jumped at him like that or why such an intense feeling of hate hit her. The fact that only a sheet kept the man’s naked body from touching hers didn’t help.
Orochimaru did raise himself up on his good arm, but he still loomed over her. “I’m not going to hurt you, Saya, but I’ll only get up on one condition.” When Saya raised an eyebrow, he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Stop fighting me. Stop fighting yourself. We both know you want to, so just do it. I’ll keep getting under your skin until you do.” Orochimaru made his point by letting his tongue trail down her neck.
Saya shook her head in frustration. She had lost. There was no way she could go back now, especially after what she had just done. There were no threatening comments that drove her to it. “I just don’t know what I want out of this,” she admitted as she closed her eyes. To make her answer clear enough for him, Saya put her hand on top of his.
After looking away from her for a moment, Orochimaru leaned down long enough to gently kiss her before sitting up. “If you wish to stay longer that you’re needed, you’re welcome to. If not, then you’re free to leave when Kabuto and I are well again.”
Her wet eyes opened slowly and looked at the ceiling. It was an open situation that could go either way. It was the perfect option, and she was surprised he was offering it to her. Saya sat up and looked him over before settling on his eyes. They weren’t harsh or lit with humor. In fact, they were almost soft. Still, Saya took him lightly.
“Fine,” she barely said.
“Good. Now then,” Orochimaru started as he draped her arms over his shoulders, “where were we?”
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