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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 16
White consumed Saya's vision as she stirred. Her body ached painfully, yet she felt the softness of a bed. Blinking herself to consciousness, she looked up to find Orochimaru watching her from his side of the bed. Horrified, she backed away from him.
"Calm down," he told her softly. "I only brought you up here to sleep."
"I would have rather stayed in the floor," Saya retorted as she began to crawl out of bed. She gasped as Orochimaru quickly grabbed her by the waist and forced her back down. His bare chest pressed against her back as he held her there.
Orochimaru brought his face close to hers. "Stop being so angry," he purred into her ear. His grip tightened when Saya tried to wiggle away.
"I'm tired," Saya sighed as she shook her head. "I do not want to talk right now." However, that didn't let her stop Orochimaru from lying her back down on the bed.
"That's too bad," he told her as he propped his head up and stared down at her. His bright, humored eyes were a stark contrast to her dull ones. Slowly, he ran a hand through her hair, pushing it away from her face.
Saya closed her eyes at the touch. Her head even managed to cradle against his hand.
"Let him go," Orochimaru eventually leaned down to whisper against her face.
Saya's eyes slowly opened to find Orochimaru's calmly staring back at her. She knew exactly what he meant, and she couldn't lie, she knew he was right. Akira was too good of a person to be put through what Saya made him go though: breaking up time and again because she couldn't truly be his.
They had tried to live side by side as just friends, but they always came back together.
"I've tried," Saya admitted as she looked away. "I know I don't deserve him, but it's just too hard. He's perfect in every way and I really do love him. I can't throw that away."
Orochimaru gently cupped her face and pushed it back toward him. "You need to try harder."
"I don't need to do anything, especially for you. Why can't you let that go? Why can't you free me?"
The man didn't even blink as he answered, "I can't. The curse is permanent."
Saya couldn't be angry. In the back of her mind she knew as much. She had just hoped that Orochimaru could ease her anxiety. "That doesn't mean you can't give up on me. You obviously have other women at your beck and call, so chase after them. I'm done fighting with you."
Orochimaru chuckled as he lazily straddled Saya and lowered his face close to hers. "Saya, did you ever stop to think that maybe, just maybe, I'm fond of you?"
She wanted to struggle as the man's weight pressed down on her, but she knew it was no use. She simply remained lifeless as she lay there. At first Orochimaru's words didn't register with her. Of course she had never thought such a thing. Saya raised an eyebrow.
"Why would you even say that? We both know you're not."
A wicked grin spread across the man's face as he uttered a deep chuckle. His tongue then escaped from behind his lips and headed towards the side of Saya's face.
"No," she quickly shot as she grabbed his jaw. Orochimaru stopped mid-lick. "You keep that thing away from me."
Orochimaru managed to smile before he moved Saya's hand away so he could laugh. Saya just stared angrily at his amused face. Once his quick fit of laughter was over, Orochimaru looked down at her with a grin on his face. "I've missed that attitude of yours."
Saya raised another eyebrow. "You missed me being angry with you?"
The man finally rose away from her to instead sit beside her. He closed his eyes with a smirk before he answered her. "Yes," he nearly whispered.
Saya slowly sat up to face him. "Are you serious?" she snorted at him. "You miss me making you angry?"
"Not necessarily," he sneered. Orochimaru turned so to put his back to her. "So many do what I order of them or support my actions without question. Others are terrified of me. It's…amusing to see someone who so obviously could care less, especially a woman."
"Besides," he continued as he turned to look back at her with a smirk, "you yourself admitted to missing our bickering."
Saya drew her knees to her chest in an attempt to hide the blush that was growing across her face. "Sometimes…but only if I was the one laughing."
"Exactly."
The two shared grins, but Saya's was short lived. She was in no mood to smile, laugh, or playfully fight with him. Her future with Akira was weighing heavily on her mind now. She knew Orochimaru was right, as usual. But it was also because of him that their future seemed bleak. In a sense, he controlled it, and they all knew Orochimaru was not going to let Saya out of his grasp. His pride was too great, and if Saya did become too much to handle, releasing the curse was not the only option the man had in getting rid of her.
Yet, somehow Saya felt that Orochimaru wouldn't go that far. She didn't feel special to the man, but for some reason she sensed that he would never kill her.
The lord awkwardly cleared his throat. "You're also strong, brave, and very forgiving."
"No I'm not," Saya mumbled. She could have just as easily laughed, but his calm and honest tone told her he wasn't mocking her. He was serious.
"Being here proves that. I had…have a great life, but I ran away from the only man who's truly loved me to see you. He's scared to death I'm going to leave him - that Tetsuya's going to completely forget about him. I knew that, but I still came. I knew you were dangerous, but I dragged my son out here with me not having a single clue as to how you would react."
Saya paused to bury her face in her knees before a sob escaped her lips. Her fingers dug into her clothes. She hated crying in front of this man. "I'm so stupid," she finally choked out.
Orochimaru sighed loudly. He wasn't fond of anyone showing their sadness; it was a sign of weakness and extremely irritating. Saya was becoming especially frequent in showing that weakness. But, he also knew he was the cause of that weakness. As he listened to her, his hands curled into painfully tight fists.
"Saya," he started firmly. He paused long enough for her crying to cease, but to also gather his own emotions. His tone softened. "I know what I did to you, and it's because you are strong and brave that I did it."
"Why did you do it?" she instantly shot back. Their eyes then locked, where hers practically pleaded with his. "I don't care what your answer is, just give me the honest reason why."
Orochimaru blinked lazily. "Because I wanted to."
Saya cocked her head at the man. "Meaning, you had no reason?"
Golden eyes tore through her silver ones as he quickly spun in his seat to glare at her. Placing the curse on her was not something Orochimaru had planned; it was an impulse reaction, and for that he was ashamed.
"I use whatever means necessary to get what I want. Even though I enjoy your ability to put up a fight, your stubbornness also infuriated me. You pushed me too far that night, so I made sure from that night on that at least some of it would be broken."
Orochimaru clenched the edge of the bed again as he turned back to face the other side of the room. "But it didn't go quite as planned. Healing you so early after receiving the curse and before it had a chance to take its full effect on you changed things. It still had a degree of an influence over you, and it still does today, but you were able to do what I hoped you wouldn't.
"You left. I'm not a fool; I knew given the chance you would, but…"
Orochimaru trailed off as he struggled with his words. The fact of the matter was that he was furious that Saya had left. He had also felt a pang in his chest that morning he followed her footprints throughout the forest. It all angered him to no end, but above all the fact that this woman had gotten under his skin.
"But what?" Saya asked cautiously.
"I both cursed and healed you for a reason: to keep you here. I'm aware of how much it has impacted you and how I've treated you, but what Kabuto did crossed the line. I do not want you dead, Saya. I won't deny that I have abused you; I can't promise I will never do it again, but I want you here…with me.
"As for why," he continued as he took a deep breath, "I enjoy your company. When we're not arguing, your presence is quite calming. That is an extraordinarily hard thing for me to come by." Orochimaru paused to hang his head, something he rarely did.
"Six months or so ago everything went to hell. I literally stared death in the face, I suffered in agonizing pain, I took my village to war, and that is just to skim the surface. I am still picking up the pieces, and the end is far from near.
"There were days I would lie in bed and think about you, about how you would have taken care of me, calmed me."
"Orochimaru," Saya finally stopped him.
The man turned to look back at her. His body was tense, but his face was even worse. Saya didn't know what to say or even react. She shook her head as her eyes stared to well up with tears.
"I can't listen to something that deep from you, not right now."
Orochimaru angrily narrowed his eyes at her, but he nodded his head in acknowledgement. He stood and reached for his discarded night shirt on the floor.
"There is nothing more private than my emotions, Saya. Do not make me disappointed in sharing them with you." Orochimaru pulled his shirt over his head and headed for the door. He didn't look back at the woman still in his bed.
"I think it's best we spend today apart. Think about what I've told you."
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