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Mend Me	By : AccioLucius Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 4140 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15
The sun was beginning to set, casting a pink glow over the tops of the trees. The group of five settled atop a large grassy hill overlooking a pond. Despite claiming he wanted to spend time with his "family", Kabuto and Sasuke were urged by Orochimaru to tag along for the day.
Saya was slightly put off about it. She wanted the three of them to be alone to bond and reconnect. Sasuke and Kabuto made her feel restricted from relaxing and expressing herself. Orochimaru's concern for safety was understandable, though, which is why she accepted with the fact that hidden Sound ninja stalked and guarded the area surrounding them.
Tetsuya was a bundle of energy that refused to slow as they day wore on. The closer night came, the more visible fireflies became. He begged and begged Sasuke until the older boy smiled and they began hunting them together. Sasuke was actually becoming interested in Tetsuya. He reminded him of himself when he was the same age.
Kabuto sat on the outskirt of the group. His eyes would occasionally follow the two boys, but what he was really interested in was the interaction between Orochimaru and Saya. With their history, it boggled his mind at how calm and friendly the two could be with each other.
And they were.
Genuine smiles and laughs passed between the lord and the nurse as they sat on the edge of a field of flowers.
"I think he's made a friend," Saya laughed as Tetsuya dragged Sasuke in circles by the hand. Both of the boys seemed to be enjoying themselves.
"He seems happy," Orochimaru agreed.
Saya stole a quick glance at the man. "I bet this is like going back in time and watching yourself, isn't it?"
"If so, it would be for a short time," he mumbled in response. "I didn't have quite a fulfilling childhood."
"I'm sorry." If there was anything the two of them had in common, it was being orphaned at an early age. Saya sighed nervously. "Hopefully he can," she commented as she heard their son laugh.
"We should discuss his future," Orochimaru chimed as he laid back. "But not tonight."
There's a lot we need to talk about, Saya thought as she joined him. Her eyelids blinked heavily as she looked up at the sky. Breathing slowly through her nose, she felt amazingly at ease.
As darkness continued to grow across the sky, the stars began to blink into focus. But that wasn't all. Trickling at first, streams of light danced across the sky. Saya smiled widely as shooting stars began to pass over their horizon. Never would she have thought she would see such a thing while in Orochimaru's company.
"Mom, look up!" Tetsuya called as he ran towards his parents, lying down between them when he reached them.
"I know, it's gorgeous." She looked over at Orochimaru, breath hitching in her throat when she found him staring at her. Eyes glassy, the man watched her with a warm grin on his face. Saya's heart began to pound, mixing with a swimming feeling inside of her head. She turned her eyes back to the shooting stars.
Sasuke and Kabuto became all but invisible to the three as the shower passed well into the morning.
When they returned and reached the compound, Saya watched carefully as Orochimaru carried their sleeping son to bed. Seeing Tetsuya cuddled in the arms of the man that had been so sadistic to her was almost as amazing as the sky.
"I don't even know what to say," Saya told the man as he followed her to her room. "This can't be the same Orochimaru."
He leaned on her bedroom door and crossed his arms. "Is this not what you wanted?"
Saya smiled. "Of course." She turned to face him and shook her head. "I guess I just didn't know what to expect. You've changed so quickly. The way you talk, the way you act, the way you look at me – I love it. I really do, but after what's happened between us I feel like there's something missing. I just…"
Orochimaru raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"I'm expecting you to, you know, slip up. Put your hands on me, kiss me-"
"Do you want me to?" he interrupted.
Saya crossed her arms as Orochimaru stepped closer to her. She cocked her head at him. "I told you, I love Akira."
Orochimaru smirked. "I didn't ask you if you loved me. Let's not go in circles once again, Saya. We both know we're not in love with each other. We know what it is we have. So I'll ask you again," he stepped even closer, "do you want me to?"
Saya hit the edge of her bed before she even realized she was stepping backward. Orochimaru was almost nose-to-nose with her. She looked calmly into his eyes as her mind kept her from answering. She had no correct answer.
Deep down inside she wanted him to, but she also knew dwelling too much on that thought would destroy what she had with Akira. There was also her curse.
"To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure." Saya put a hand on her right shoulder. "I can't exactly think for myself. You made sure of that."
Chuckling, Orochimaru slowly shook his head. "No, no, no. Every thought and feeling you have is your own. What I did to you only made it easier for those thoughts and feelings to push you."
Sighing, Saya sat down on her bed. Yes, he was still the same Orochimaru. She kept her eyes away from his. "That's why you did this to me? Branded me and tied a leash to me just so you could sleep with me?"
"I am in no way, shape, or form a saint, Saya. I will get whatever I want however I want. That included you."
"Then take it away," Saya shot at him. "What's the point of it now? You got what you wanted." She looked up at him with sad eyes. If she was hoping to instill the same emotion in his, she failed.
Orochimaru moved swiftly as he nearly pounced and pinned Saya to the bed. His fangs flashed as he failed to contain his humor. "You have no idea what I want, Saya." She moved her head to the side to avoid his hot breath. Failing to say more, Orochimaru smirked and slowly pulled away from her.
Saya lay there shaken for a moment before she sat up and saw that he was leaving. "Wait," she called as she rushed to grab his wrist. Orochimaru stopped and turned to face her. She swallowed hard. "Then what do you want? I don't want to fight or play games. I just want to know what you truly think and want of me."
The man simply looked her up and down. "You never answered my question," he nearly whispered.
Saya dropped his wrist with another sigh. "Apparently you already know the answer."
The woman then turned her back to him and bit her lip. Yes, she wanted him to. She had always wanted him to – even now. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she thought of Akira. She truly did love him, but there was no denying the lust she still felt for Orochimaru.
"I do," Orochimaru agreed.
Saya turned her head to face him, half expecting the man to be leaning down to kiss her, but instead he was once again heading for the door. He looked back in time to see a tear falling from her face.
"Goodnight, Saya." he said softly.
She almost protested as the man left her, but she actually managed to smile. Saya would have completely broken if she let herself melt in his arms once again. Instead, Orochimaru spared her. She was grateful, and hopeful that he really was changing.
The late hour quickly brought sleep to her troubled mind.
Saya's vision was flooded with the orange glow of candles that lined the wall of a dark room. She saw the bed she had seen only once before in another dream, the bed where they shared an intimate moment while she was pregnant with Tetsuya.
Two people were huddled on the floor up against the door. Orochimaru held the other, who was sobbing uncontrollably. A gash was visible in Orochimaru's side, but he paid it no mind as he comforted his partner. As the person turned their head to the side, Saya saw her own face, and it was smeared with blood.
She watched herself as she clung to the man's clothes as she cried and cried until her voice was gone. While he did not share her sadness, Orochimaru was also seemingly shaken.
As Saya looked past herself and Orochimaru to scan the room, she noticed that they were alone and her son was nowhere to be seen. Her heart began to pound, yet soften at the same time as she once again noticed Orochimaru's body language. He was tense, but as he held her, he lovingly tried to soothe her.
Heart actually pounding, Saya woke. Her eyes darted frantically around her room, but naturally it was too dark to see anything. She knew this, but it was a habit that couldn't be broken. It was the second time she had seen that room, yet it was one she had never actually seen with her eyes.
But what bothered her even more was her shoulder. For the first time since her stay, it radiated a dull ache. Saya sat up in bed and held her head in her hands. She had hoped since she had come back and since Orochimaru had been behaving differently, the curse mark would let her be. The sudden increase of nightmares also worried her.
Slowly and shakily, she stepped across the hall to Orochimaru's room. "Orochimaru?" she asked gently as she knocked on the door. There was no answer, which was no surprise considering how late they all had been out. Saya turned the handle and quietly entered the room.
"I need to talk to you-"
A gasp filled the room as Saya entered, and it wasn't from her, but from another woman.
Saya stared open mouthed as her eyes took in the sight: a shirtless Orochimaru was lazily spread atop his bed, while a woman dressed in nothing but a Sound Village headband wrapped around her arm straddled him.
Her long black hair shielded most of her body, but that didn't keep her from trying to cover it. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she hissed at Saya.
Saya didn't even have time to examine the look on Orochimaru's face as she quickly snapped her eyes to the other female. "Who are you?" she snorted in response. The woman had bright red lips and stunning cheekbones, but Saya did not let the woman's appearance intimidate her.
"Leave, Ruka," Orochimaru ordered as he sat up.
Saya and the woman stared daggers at each other, both still as stone.
"Ruka," Orochimaru growled again.
The woman dropped her hands from her body and turned to face him. She even dared to cock her hip. "But my lord-"
"Just get out!" Saya yelled as she rounded Orochimaru and pushed her away from him.
With a sneer at Saya, Ruka stalked out of the room. She failed to pick her clothes up off the floor.
When the door was closed, Saya turned and looked up at Orochimaru. Her anger was written all over her face, but that didn't stop Orochimaru from asking, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Saya whispered in disbelief. She pointed to the door. "After today, after what we did and what we talked about, you have the nerve to drag in some slut?"
Orochimaru chuckled at her. "I hardly think you have permission to say such things about a person, Saya. And Ruka is one of most dedicated followers."
"Fuck you, Orochimaru," Saya spat before she turned to leave.
She cried out as the man grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her to the floor. He slowly kneeled down to join her. "Listen to me, Saya," he began through gritted teeth before he applied a harder squeeze to her wrist, "I wanted you. I still want you. Don't you think that with all of the frustration and hurdles I have to jump over, that I just may decide to get relief elsewhere?"
"You did have me," Saya replied as she pointlessly pulled at his grip. "There is nothing left between us except the relationship we share as parents."
Orochimaru's glare cut into her like ice. "I will never believe the lies that come out of your mouth, Saya. Especially when you yourself can't believe them. Just earlier-"
"No," Saya pushed as she cut him off. She pointed a finger at him with the hand he still restrained. "You are to never touch me again. I may have been unsure earlier, but now I am."
"There is not a single thing you are sure of, Saya," Orochimaru snarled at her. "You claim to be love with one man, but fight the urge to touch another. You want nothing to do with me, yet you get upset when I direct my attention to someone else. You…"
Orochimaru trailed off as Saya's eyes finally registered with his. Whether it was from anger, jealousy, or sadness, tears began to fall from them once again. Now angry with himself, Orochimaru gave her wrist one last squeeze before the tossed it away from him.
Saya covered her face and brought her knees to her chest as sobs escaped her lips. He was right; he was always right.
The man watched with conflicting emotions as Saya battled with herself. She was much more confused and disgruntled than he thought. He rolled his serpentine eyes before he grabbed a handful of her clothes and pulled her body into his.
"What do you want, Saya?" he asked her one final time.
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