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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 19

By the afternoon Akira was long gone and Saya was once again on her own. After the painfully awkward breakfast time, Tetsuya wanted to spend some time with Akira outside. Saya was more than happy to allow it. Any chance she had to get some fresh air and sunshine made her happy, especially since Orochimaru let the three of them go off without him. Saya was surprised by this. After all, if she had second thoughts, it wouldn't be the first time she had run away with Akira.

The three had decided to go fishing at a small pond beyond the compound's entrance. It was where Saya lay now. Her feet dangled in the cool water while the sun soaked and warmed her body. It was the best she had felt since she left home. The small creek that ran behind her place was one of her favorite spots, and this pond made her realize how much she missed it.

Tetsuya lay beside her sound asleep. Since it was an exciting day for him, Saya promised that he could stay up through his naptime, but it seemed like their relaxing spot had gotten the best of him. Saya fought her own heavy eyelids, but it was mainly from her tired mind unwinding.

While Akira's words had upset her, she couldn't help but feel freer. She didn't feel the pressure of having to "behave" as he called it. For the past few days she also hadn't felt the pressure of misbehaving. After asking her to stay one more week, Orochimaru promised to be more serious and less intrusive with her.

So far he had kept his word. Since that night they hadn't fought or argued, nor had they shared a bed together. With some harsh persuasion, Sasuke had been convinced to spend the rest of Saya's stay training on his own. It was one of the main reasons Orochimaru hadn't had enough time to spend with his son.

This week would be different, though. The man promised to spend every day of that week with them. It was hard for her to image Orochimaru interacting with children, so Saya looked forward to seeing the man continue to try to act fatherly.

"You look happy," a familiar voice said above her head.

Saya's eyes snapped open to find Orochimaru standing behind her. He looked down at her with what looked like a genuine grin.

"Peaceful," she corrected him. She hadn't even heard him approach.

Orochimaru glanced over to his napping son before turning his bright eyes back to Saya. "Should I leave, then?"

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Since when did Orochimaru care what she preferred? Saya closed her eyes again. "You can stay." Her voice was quiet as she replied. Whenever Orochimaru was being civil with her, she wanted his company. It was crazy, with all he had put her through, but because of that he was the only person who understood her. While she despised the man, she also found comfort in their calmer moments together.

That didn't stop her heart from skipping a beat as he lay down beside her, though.

"Do you like the sun?" Saya casually asked him.

"I do," the man answered calmly.

Saya opened her eyes in time to catch his own. One side of her mouth rose into a grin. "It certainly doesn't look like it," hinting at his deathly pale skin.

Orochimaru answered carefully. "I like the quiet solitude that comes with living underground. I'm not someone who thrives on human interaction or bright, sunny days like this." His eyes cut to Saya. "But I do enjoy the outdoors and the right company from time to time."

Saya bit her lip. Living in such a way would drain her of all livelihood in no time. It sounded like a terrible, depressing way to live. "The right company," she started as she repeated his words. "It sounds to me like you're lonely."

She looked over at the man, hoping for a response. She didn't get a verbal answer, but she could see Orochimaru's face twisting in agitation. Saya couldn't believe that he never felt emotions. He was human, even if he was a strange, cruel one. He had to be lonely for at least a friend or someone he could talk openly with.

"It's normal to have feelings, Orochimaru," she added.

He snorted sarcastically. "Feelings are the exact reason you and Akira are in the state you're in. You both continue to hurt each other, and why? Because you feel for each other."

Shrugging, Saya answered in almost a whisper. "When you care about someone, you're willing to risk the hurt that can come along with it. Can you honestly say you've never felt that way about anyone?"

Orochimaru turned his head toward her. "Yes," he simply replied. "I've never willingly taken that risk. I've never willingly felt care or love for anyone. It's a distraction."

Saya raised her eyebrows. "So other than your parents, you've never told anyone you love or care about them?"

The man shook his head.

"And other than your parents, has anyone ever told you they love you?"

Orochimaru kept his face expressionless as he answered with a "no".

Saya sat up slowly and quietly, pulling her knees into her chest. She checked to see if Tetsuya was still asleep before she continued. "How long have your parents been gone?"

He sighed through his nose. "Around forty years."

The nurse frowned down at him. "So, for forty years no one has told you they love you?"

Scowling now, Orochimaru sat up to level their gazes. "Yes, Saya. I believe that's what I just told you. For forty years I haven't had to deal with that..."

"Don't say distraction," Saya interrupted as he struggled for his words. "Everyone deserves and needs to feel love."

"To need love, to need to seek it out implies weakness. There are indeed things one needs in this life to survive, but love is not one of them."

Saya shook her head. First Akira and now with Orochimaru, she couldn't believe the things she was hearing. Maybe that's why Orochimaru believed such things, though. If he had never been in love or been close to anyone, how could he possibly understand the feeling? She felt sorry for him.

"Well I hate to imply that you have a weakness," Saya started with a scoff, "but you do care about two certain people to a degree."

Orochimaru furrowed his eyebrows and opened his mouth to speak, but Saya stopped him. She checked on Tetsuya once more. "May I remind you who it was that passed out while healing me from a fatal wound? Or who's put aside the entirety of this upcoming week to spend time with a son who they never even planned on having?"

"That is quite a large assumption, Saya." He whispered as he told her this, almost as if he didn't want her to hear it. "Does it make you feel less guilty?"

Saya cocked her head and looked away from him at the mention of "guilty". Her eyes rolled as she sneered. "It has absolutely nothing to do with that," she half-growled. "And if I am only assuming, it's based on what I've seen from you.

"You admitted it yourself, I'm not just anyone to you – not some random woman you decided to seduce. Even if I was, I would be easily replaceable. When Kabuto tried to kill me, you panicked and saved me. You said it just because Kabuto disobeyed you, but if you really didn't care, you would have let me die and punished him later.

"And Tetsuya…I was worried sick about how you respond to him. You took him in without me even having to ask you. You've been so patient and haven't even raised your voice to him. To some men he would just be some kid, but you've actually tried to step into the role as his father."

Saya paused to stare deep into the man's slitted pupils. "That says more than you think it does."

At first glance it would seem as though Orochimaru sat staring blankly at Saya, but as her words sunk in his face slowly changed to one of disbelief and shock. His jaw tightened, and Saya watched as his pupils expanded.

A moment passed between them. Saya watched a slight breeze blow the man's long hair as he kept staring at her. She finally smiled at him, almost laughing as she spoke. "It's ok to like and care about people, Orochimaru. It doesn't make you weak. If anything, daring to take the risk of getting hurt because of that care implies strength."

Face calming, Orochimaru leaned in close to Saya. In a low voice he told her, "I don't want to hear another word about this. I mean it, Saya. Not one. More. Word."

As he pulled away, Saya couldn't help herself as a smirk formed across her lips. She was right. For once during their arguing, she was finally right about something. Even if it was for his own entertainment and enjoyment, Saya knew that Orochimaru cared what happened to Saya. He certainly cared when she had left; she knew that now.

"So, what all did you tell Akira?" Saya asked as she changed the subject.

Orochimaru closed his eyes. "That only our lips have touched."

Saya half-laughed as she gazed across the pond. She imaged the two of them adolescently bickering about who kissed who. As she kept staring across the pond, the silence between the two of them left her mind to unwind once again.

It was nice having Orochimaru behave differently now. She left like she could actually talk to him. Before, her words and thoughts had to be screened around him, lest he use them to his advantage. Saya eventually glanced sideways at him. His eyes were still closed, and his face looked uncharacteristically calm. It was that much more calming to her.

"Is it going to stay that way?" Saya finally asked.

Orochimaru turned his head to stare blankly at her. He looked Saya up and down, the very same way he had when they first met. Narrowing his eyes with a smirk, Orochimaru bent close to Saya's face. "Now who's playing games?"

Saya produced a smirk of her own. Shrugging, she replied, "I'm not playing games. I'm merely asking a question."

Staring deeply into her eyes, Orochimaru watched Saya as he delicately traced along one of her ears and down her neck. "Whether or not it stays that way is up to you. I'm only playing nice because I know you're tired. I'm tired." He paused as he moved to speak lowly into her ear. "I do want it to stay this way for now, but you should know that I'm aching to pin you down to the floor…against a wall, ravaging you as hardly and as loudly as I possibly can, while you enjoy every moment of it."

Saya could feel her heart pounding at his comment. She could also feel her shoulder prickling, as it somehow knew she was intrigued by the mental image the man had created.

"If emotions are nothing to be ashamed of," he continued, "then neither is lust. I know you have pride and dignity, but the only person judging you is yourself. I want this to be the last time we talk of this, as well. It's all up to you now."

Orochimaru slowly moved away from her, smirking when their eyes met. Saya stared back at him with no words nor expression to even hint at what was running through her mind. What she didn't know, however, was that the silver of her irises was expanding. Orochimaru smirked that much more, his curse causing Saya's lust to surface and show itself against her will.

The two adults shifted their attention as Tatsuya began to stir awake. As he stretched, he grinned sleepily up at his parents.

"But for now, there's something more important we need to focus on."

AN: Just a quick chapter to introduce some more feels. Saya's going to try to break this man, the stubborn woman. I'm looking forward to the next chapter. Some father/son bonding moments that are much needed. I just have a feeling it's going to be hard for me to write. It's certainly a challenge putting Orochimaru into the role as father, but I also like playing around with it.
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