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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 18
"Lord Orochimaru? There's someone here to see you."
It was morning, and while most of the compound was still asleep, Orochimaru was wide awake. So were his perimeter guards. He frowned at the two shinobi on the other side of his bedroom doorway.
"I hope there's a good reason why they're here, let alone still alive."
The two men eyed each other; they were the very pair that reported their visitor's escape with a certain nurse years ago. "It's Akira," they said in unison.
Orochimaru raised a lazy eyebrow at them. He had promised Saya he would be back in a week, and he wasn't going to be a second late.
"Have you told him Saya's still asleep?"
The two shook their head while one replied, "No, we only took him to your study and told him to wait."
Orochimaru uttered a small sound of approval as the pushed passed the two men. He also suppressed the urge to sneer as he walked up the halls. He didn't have the chance to speak with Akira when he brought Saya and Tetsuya to him, but now he did.
When he reached the study, he found two more shinobi standing outside the closed door. Not a word was spoken as he entered without knocking.
Expecting someone different, Akira grinned widely, but it was quickly dropped as he laid eyes on his former master. He didn't quite know how to feel or react. While he hated what Orochimaru had done to Saya, he owed the man a lot.
"I want to see Saya," Akira carefully told him.
Orochimaru's only response was a smirk and a harsh glare as he sat down opposite him at a table.
Thoughts racing and panic rising, Akira lowered his eyebrows. "If you've done anything to them-"
"Both Saya and Tetsuya are perfectly fine," Orochimaru casually interrupted. "They're sleeping." He lowered his own eyebrows then. "I believe the two of us have our own words to exchange first."
Akira crossed his arms and almost laughed. "I really don't have anything constructive to say about this entire situation. It's been a week. I'm only here to take them home."
Orochimaru chuckled deeply. "Not quite yet." Seeing an outburst coming from the other man, he quickly continued. "Saya has decided to extend her stay for another week."
"Saya decided?" Akira asked, disbelief clearly written on his face.
"One week is hardly enough time for us to catch up," the lord replied matter-of-factly. "And certainly not enough time to get acquainted with my son."
Akira curled his hands into fists and fought a scowl. Such obvious sarcasm about the people he loved, and at least one who Orochimaru should, made his blood boil. He had never before lost his temper with his old lord, but now that they were practically enemies, it was not the time to start.
"I want to see her. Now," he gritted though clenched jaws.
Ignoring him, Orochimaru sat back in his chair. "Akira, did you ever wonder why I never had you hunted down after you ran off?"
Anger subsiding for just a moment, Akira shifted in his chair and looked away. "I did."
"After taking you in and training you all those years, I knew you didn't have the nerve to truly betray me. I knew you weren't a threat to me. You're still not a threat to me."
Smirking, Akira replied. "And why are you telling me this? To reassure yourself or try to intimidate me?"
Orochimaru smirked at the man's snarky comment. Akira had never talked back to him before; he had ever only remained silent when he felt the need to argue. He knew their tug of war battle with Saya was a touchy subject, though, so he wondered just how far he could push until Akira snapped.
"I have no reason for either," the lord replied as he held up his hands. "We both know it was Saya's idea and decision to come back here, and we know why."
His face dropping, Akira looked off the side and to the floor. He did know why, even though Saya assured him time and again that it wasn't about her attraction to the other man. Clearing his throat, Akira asked, "And did she do what she came to do?"
Akira looked up at Orochimaru almost pleadingly, hoping his answer would be a good one.
"Yes and no," the older man simply replied. "She's slept in my bed at night for most of her stay, but-"
"She has?" Akira cut him off. Without waiting for an answer he asked, "What else?"
Crossing his arms with a raised eyebrow, Orochimaru asked, "Do you really want to know?"
"No," Akira almost growled, "but I need to." He closed his eyes and stiffened his body, clearly in turmoil. Of course he didn't want to know, but as much as he loved Saya, he knew he wouldn't get a straight answer from her. "How far have you gotten? I mean, just kissing or-"
"Yes," Orochimaru instantly confirmed.
"And did she let you?"
The man confirmed once again.
Taking a deep breath, Akira lowered his voice as to almost not let his own ears hear the question. "What else?"
"That's all," Orochimaru casually replied.
Feeling a sense of hope, Akira grinned awkwardly. Maybe Saya still had some fight left in her after all. However, sensing this hope, Orochimaru felt the need to elaborate. He countered Akira's awkward grin with a devilish one.
"But only because that's all I've attempted."
Anger surfacing once again, Akira shot a glare at Orochimaru. It took everything within him to keep from pouncing across the table to bash that grinning face of his onto the floor. He knew better, though. Akira had seen enough of Orochimaru's skill to know he would rip him to pieces without a second thought.
Knowing he had gotten the best of him, Orochimaru watched with that same grin as Akira quickly stood and left the room.
Akira flew down the hallways of the compound until he reached the room that belonged to Saya during her last visit. Despite what he had just heard, he smiled at seeing Saya just as she was waking her son up.
Tetsuya's eyes instantly grew wide at seeing the man, but it was Saya who jumped to throw her arms around him. Akira sighed as he ran a hand over her hair. While he was hurt, he couldn't be truly angry at Saya.
"Did you miss me?" he asked in a mocking tone.
Saya hugged him harder and laughed. "Of course I did." She looked to her son as he began to wiggle between the two of them. "We both did."
"Are you going to be staying with us this time?" Tetsuya asked as Akira bent down to give him a hug.
Saya sighed and put a hand to her face. She didn't want to tell Akira about her extended stay as soon as he walked through the door. She sat back down on the bed as Akira stole a quick glance at her before turning back to the boy. He grinned sympathetically.
"I'll try to stay a little while today, but that's it. This is time you're supposed to spending with someone else."
Tetsuya looked toward his mother. "Where is Dad?"
Saya watched as Akira blanched at the word he was trying to avoid. She could feel tightness in her jaws as she felt a wave of sadness rush through her body.
"He's in his study," Akira answered for her. "Tell you what, you go find him and get breakfast started. Your mom and I will be along soon."
Tatsuya smiled. "You promise?"
Akira smiled back. "Of course."
Saya continued to fight back tears as the two shared one more hug before the boy left the room. She hated sending him away all the time, but there were too many conversations surrounding her that he was much too young to hear.
She looked apologetically up at Akira as he sat down next to her on the bed.
"One more week?" he asked her.
Saya sighed. "There hasn't been time to talk about everything. The majority of the week was just spent getting past the awkwardness. How did you find out, anyway?"
"Papa Orochimaru told me," Akira almost laughed.
Saya clenched her hands into fists and looked away from Akira to stare at a spot on the wall. "What else did he tell you?"
Akira put a hand over one of Saya's fists. "Enough, but much less than I was afraid of."
He didn't trust me, Saya thought. But then again, he was partially right. She bit her lip. "You know I love you, Akira."
The man stiffened, but he looked down at Saya. "And I don't doubt that. I just think I finally understand how difficult this situation is for you." He gave Saya's hand a squeeze before he continued. "Look, Saya, I know we've been off and on a lot and I know we've been on again for just a short time, but I don't think we're ready yet.
"Until this Orochimaru thing is over, we don't need to be together. It's obvious there's something between you two; there had to be in order for you to sleep with him and keep putting up with him. It's too hard for us to try to keep this relationship serious and committed with him still having a hold on you. To be quite honest, I'm tired."
Saya had turned her head back to Akira, but that didn't mean it was easy for her to look at him. Her eyes were teary and on the verge of spilling over. It was a talk that wasn't new to either of them, but this time was different. Akira knew the only thing keeping Saya and Orochimaru apart was their relationship.
"For how long?" she asked in a whisper.
Akira shrugged. "For this week, maybe longer."
What Saya wondered but was too afraid to ask was what if it was much longer than that, if ever? "I just don't want to lose you for good."
Akira grinned at her. "I may be tired, but I won't give up for good."
Saya returned a slight grin of her own. "Good, because really I don't want you to. And you're not mad at me?"
"Not at you, but him. He's an alluring, persuasive bastard and he knows it. I was around him enough to know it, too." Akira sighed once again. "That leads me to what I can't even believe I'm getting ready to say, but I want you to do whatever you think will help ease your frustration and anxiety."
Saya raised an eyebrow at him. "You really can't mean that."
The man frowned as he looked away from her. "If I wasn't in the picture – if you and I were just friends or we had gone our separate ways a long time ago, what would be stopping you from being with him, even if it were just once?"
Shaking her head, it took Saya just an instant to reply. "It's not like that at all. I'm not dying to jump into bed with him. I never was five years ago. I had thought about it and eventually did, yes, but I would like to think that now I would have enough pride and disgust toward him to keep from doing it."
"Just know that I won't be mad at you, whatever you do or don't end up doing."
"How can you tell me you love me, yet not care if I sleep with another man or not?"
Muttering under his breath, but still loud enough for Saya to hear, he replied. "How can you tell me you love me, yet kiss another man?"
The tears Saya had been fighting finally fell. The comment was so harsh and so true that she couldn't even properly cry; she just let her eyes empty. "But I do love you," she half-choked.
"And I love you, Saya," Akira assured her as he pulled her into a hug. "I'm willing to let our relationship slide this week, and all because I want you to have at least some peace. It's not an easy thing to want, but I want you to be happy.
"And if by the end of the week the sex count is Orochimaru:2 and Aikra:0, then so be it. I'm the one going back home to love you and watch Tetsuya grow up. He will never be able to have that."
Saya clung to Akira's clothes. She still couldn't believe what he was saying, partly because what he said was true, but the fact that he knew continuing to fight Orochimaru was useless made her feel like their relationship was gone forever.
"I don't know what to say," she whispered. "Just promise me this isn't it for us."
He hugged her tighter and grinned. "I know it sounds like I'm giving up, but I'm not. If giving you some slack helps, then I'm willing to give it."
Saya pictured her curse mark in her head as she began to calm. If it wasn't for it, she could have put her lust of Orochimaru behind her a long time ago. "And when we do get home, we're going to spend every free minute we have researching curses. There just has to be a way to get rid of this."
"No, I'll start as soon as I leave here."
Saya pulled away from Akira and grinned sadly at him. She sighed heavily. "Do you really think the four of us eating breakfast together is a good idea?"
Akira almost laughed, "It will be awkward. I'm very close to punching the man in the face, but I'll keep my hands to myself. It's important for Tetsuya to see us all getting along."
With the premise of adding even the slightest bit of positive interaction into her son's life, Saya couldn't help but agree. Plus, Akira had promised.
"Just remember," Saya added before they joined the other two, "he does like Orochimaru and he does know he's his real father, but he also knows who's raised and loved him. Don't let the word 'Dad' get to you."
Even with heavy hearts, they both managed actual smiles then.
As they finally made their way to the kitchen, they found Tetsuya patiently waiting at the kitchen table while Orochimaru finished whipping up some rice and eggs.
"It's about time," Tetsuya half-whined as they entered the room.
Orochimaru turned to find the two other adults smiling. He fought the urge to raise an eyebrow at them, thinking that their discussion of Saya's stay couldn't possibly make them happy. Instead, he finished setting the table and took a seat beside his son.
Akira sat down opposite of his former lord. He had gotten the best of him earlier, but after his awkward talk with Saya, he couldn't help but feel like he was the real man coming out on top. They glared daringly at each other. Saya naturally took a seat beside Akira.
They began to eat and act casually. Saya bridged the conversation gap between the two men, mainly discussing the child appropriate moments of their stay with Orochimaru.
Kabuto eventually popped into the kitchen. He and Akira stole glanced at each other – sharing the frustration that their jointed plan on having Saya begging to leave by now ruined. He didn't bother to take a seat at the table with the awkward, makeshift family. He just leaned against a counter, nibbling on what food was left over. He would have left, but he was almost amused by the obvious tension between the two other men.
All was going relatively well until, innocently outspoken as ever, Tetsuya asked, "Why haven't either of you married Mom?"
Everyone in the room froze, save for Akira and Orochimaru who shared widening eyes. As the seconds ticked by without an answer, Tetsuya looked back and forth between the two men who he had come to know as fathers.
Saya began to fidget in her seat, uncomfortable and preparing for what she knew wouldn't be terrific answers from either man.
However, with a snicker it was Kabuto who broke the tense silence. "Oh, this is just hilarious."
AN: Tetsuya, you are one adorable little stinker. Look over any typos; I haven't proofread this yet and wanted to hurry up and get it uploaded.
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