Exploring the unknown... | By : guesswho Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This is where the story begins
Orochimaru found a letter on his desk from Jiraiya. The bastard had rushed to drop it off.
“I don’t want to know what he has written inside here…” Orochimaru said aloud, he decided to open it regardless.
Then he stopped, what if Jiraiya demanded sex? Well, either way it could be worse. All men wanted the same thing anyway... and why is he thinking about this?
Orochimaru started reading:
I’m eager to see you at the date Orocat! Surprise me!
“What?” Orochimaru said shocked. And a cat? Where did the names ‘skinny snake boy’ and that go to? He didn’t even look like one…
He stood in front of the large mirror and arched his back.
“Hmph, he’ll pay for this… kukuku.”
Orochimaru walked over to his wardrobe beside his mirror and rummaged through his clothes. He pulled out hot underwear but discarded it as it reminded him of his first date. Next he pulled out a flowery soft pink yukata. He laughed at it. He next pulled out a pair of black leather pants which suited him perfectly. He put them on and looked to see how they were still tight and fitting.
He opted for a flaring shirt. Black? No he was too pale. Red? No, too much. Pink? No he wasn’t that much of a fag. He liked purple more than pink anyway… no, maybe the black… or a dark purple or the red… or… arrgh!
“Why do I care what I wear for that bastard!” He said, it had been nearly an hour now, he pulled at his own hair in anxiousness. But perhaps, if he donned something nice it would be an enjoyable evening. No, a durable one he quickly corrected.
“Okay make a decision!” He told himself, he only had two hours. Hurry Oro he thought. Purple? Red? Purple? Red? Favourite colour? Purple… Red is sexier... No, red is too much, think straight. Think about this calmly. This is only for Jiraiya. The bastard is probably watching me struggle right now!”
Orochimaru went to the window and yelled for the man to come out from the bushes, but it was silent. He moved back inside and looked at the mirror. He found all his faults. He was to skinny, his skin was to pale, his mouth to wide. He felt a tear run down his cheek until he finally started sobbing.
This was Jiraiya’s fault, he was doing this on purpose.
“I don’t want to go.” He sobbed, he fell to the floor with his arms clasped around his knees.
Another expensive hour vanished.
“I am so pathetic.” He said looking at his own reflection. Perhaps make-up could solve his problems… maybe not. He got to his dresser. There on the glass was written “you look beautiful”
Orochimaru said out the written words quietly. "Jiraiya..."-he whispered.
Jiraiya was his old childhood friend. How could the date possibly be that bad. He felt butterflies in his stomach. He decided to put on make up to hide the tear stricken circles around his eyes.
Done!
He then added base to his cheeks and mascara to his eyes to make his eyelashes appear longer.
He stared at his own reflection again noting how much prettier he looked than he originally gave himself credit for.
Lastly he made for some shoes in his shoe cabinet. He leant down and took out a pair of black shoes. He took a moment to decide then realized he only had an hour to get to the other town. He hurried out the door. He just needed his bag. His bag… where was his bag?
Damn, he had given it to Tsunade to use weeks ago. Damn that woman. He looked for his mobile phone.
Why was he panicking for Jiraiya? He was his type of man… arrgh, no he was just average. A childhood friend at best. He rushed to his room to find his phone under his pillow. He picked it up and dialled Tsunade.
“Pick up. Pick up your phone.” He whispered.
“Hello?”
“Tsunade!”
“Oro?”
“My bag, I need my bag back now!’
“Huh… how does it look?”
“My conventional bag! The black one, you know… ahh.”
“Okay okay, you on a date?”
“Just bring the bag.”
“First answer why you need it.”
“Arg, I’m gonna kill you.” He hissed.
“You can tell me… I’ve kept THAT secret too.” She replied.
“Will that be your trump card forever?”
“Come on Oro, I tell you about all my guys.”
“Why must you know?”
“I thought we were friends.”
“We are. Bring the bag I’ll tell you when you get here.”
“Ha! I knew it! Oro has a date! So exciting!” She said, “By the way what happened to Mr last?”
“Things didn’t go well… he turned out to be an aggressive asshole.”
“Did he hurt you!?” She asked.
“Tsu…” He said.
“I’ll punch the freaking asshole!”
“I’m fine, it’s over now.”
“But really, tell me next time I’ll-“
“Please bring the bag I’m in a hurry!”
“Haha, date saving hour has begun!”
“Just hurry!” he hissed.
“Alright alright.”
He idly walked around as he waited for her mentally asking her to be quick.
She arrived in under five minutes… she was fast…
Orochimaru opened the door.
“Here’s the bag.” She said panting.
“Thanks.” He said, “Did you run?”
“No no.” She said, “I mean yes.”
“Now what?” he asked as she moved around him.
“Nice panties.” She said.
“What?” he asked. He followed her eyes to his open drawer. He looked back at her slightly embarrassed.
“The pants are too good, you should wear a thong with them.” She stated.
“No, it’s a thin piece of lace…I can't wear that whole day.” Orochimaru argued.
“Come on!” She said.
“It's just a date, no more!” He said.
“Fine… so who is the lucky guy by the way?” She asked.
“I can’t tell you his name.” Orochimaru said.
“Secret? You can tell me anything.” She said.
“Tsu…” he said.
“Curiosity will kill me, you can’t not tell me!” She said.
“No.” He said angrily.
Orochimaru realized he had to go, he was running out of time. His hair!
“Throw me a hairbrush!" He said on his way out the door. Tsunade threw it at him but it slammed into his forehead. She apologized profusely.
“It’s fine.” He said, “you have a key to my apartment, lock behind you!”
He disappeared down the path looking at the time once more.
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