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Our Truths	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 45
Characters: some Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Kabuto
Word count: 1,275
Warnings: Nothing, yet
AN: So this is a little late (it's about to hit 8PM here you guys), but today hasn't been kind to me. But! I'm back to my twice weekly posting schedule so I'm hoping that you're all going to enjoy this fact!

Enjoy.

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“Well then, I do think that we’re all done here,” Jiraiya sighed as he rolled up the scroll that had all of the information that Orochimaru had given him, Kabuto adding what details that he could, tucking it into his bag. “I think now that I’m going to be myself,” he said, standing up and smirking at his friend, getting a narrow eyed look from the man. Kabuto just rolled his eyes in amusement and removed the guards that he wore on his arms and legs.

“And I’m sure that you have a room for yourself yes?” Orochimaru asked, Jiraiya smirking and nodding. “What is it and where is it?” he asked him.

“The one that I’m actually gonna stay at is in the Prish Inn in room 233. It’s an old favorite and one that I’ve sealed up tighter than your priss ass,” Jiraiya teased. He smirked again as he pulled his bag on. “I’m off.”

With that taken care of, the Toad Sannin walked out of the room with a smirk, leaving Orochimaru to snort as Kabuto shook his head. “He has always been so damn confusing,” the Snake Sannin sighed, looking to the medic next to him. “Is your mission still going well?” he asked, concerned for the younger man.

Kabuto hummed and nodded his head, smiling at the other man. “It is going just fine. Danzo is actually in a bit of a tizzy and he’s not going to like the fact that the chunin will have gotten all of his files last night. At least when they finally tell him that they got them that is,” he said. Orochimaru chuckled softly, sitting back on one hand.

Kabuto looked over at him out of the side of his eyes, gazing at the long body of his master and friend. Orochimaru had always been androgynous but he was even more so now that he was back in his original body. There was just something about the way that he felt in his own body, a smoothness that came from ease of comfort. It also helped that he had been rather young when he had done his first body jump so he was closer to Kabuto’s physical age.

“Orochimaru-sama,” Kabuto started, watching as yellow-gold eyes turned to him as a slim brow rose up in silent amusement. He blushed slightly at the silent chastement. “Orochimaru, I have a question but I’m not sure if it would be considered intrusive or not.”

“You are always so polite around me, Kabuto-san,” Orochimaru teased softly, shaking his head as he rested his arms on the table. “Do not be afraid to ask your questions. I do not have many things that I would hide from you,” he said, getting a small smile from the younger man.

“I’m rather curious about this, but were you and Jiraiya-sama lovers at one time?” Kabuto asked, tilting his head to the side. Orochimaru hummed softly as he sat up straighter, reaching out for his tea cup and sipping at the now perfect tea.

“Once upon a time, a long time ago. When we were still young and fighting a war that was slowly driving the nations into insanity,” Orochimaru admitted as he shrugged one shoulder. “He loved, and still does love, having women in his bed more often than not. But with the two of us, it was more of a connection that we needed at the time. It had nothing to do with our hearts, but instead was just a connection that we needed. It worked for us at the time,” he said.

“Would you ever think of getting back with him if you had the chance?” Kabuto asked, picking up his own tea cup.

Orochimaru shook his head with a smile. “We wouldn’t work now. He is quite happy to be a bachelor with no real urge to settle now that there is just so much going on that he needs to be focused on. And I myself have my eye on someone else,” he said.

Kabuto looked at him in interest, trying to hide the fact that he was curious about who that could be, but not quite pulling it off. “Do you?” he asked as he shifted in place, the Snake Sannin smirking smugly at him.

“Truly, Kabuto, you are not that oblivious. Do work on that particular acting skill,” he purred, reaching out with one hand to poke Kabuto’s nose, watching him blush as he wrinkled it.

“Yes, I do suppose that I shall have to work on that,” Kabuto hummed as he smiled shyly. Orochimaru could feel nothing but feel amazement at just how much the young man could change when he was relaxed and opening up about his own feelings. He was surprisingly sweet. Shy. Almost like the young Hyuuga Heiress was most of the time.

It was rather arousing to him.

Shaking his head and pushing those thoughts to the side for the moment, Orochimaru stood up and walked to the door, making sure that it was locked and sealed before doing the same with the two windows in the main room and the bathroom window. Walking up to where Kabuto still sat, he extended his hand in silent question, allowing the other man to decide on what he wanted to do. He smiled when the medic took his hand and allowed him to pull him up into a standing position.

“I hope that you realized that I am not like what I used to be. Both before Madara’s hypnosis got to me and while I was under it,” he said, pulling his soon to be lover close, arms wrapping around Kabuto’s waist.

Kabuto sighed softly as he rested his forehead against Orochimaru’s collarbone, hands coming to rest on his shoulders as he nodded. “I know. You have all of those experiences now in your past, both good and bad. I want to get to know you again, but…”

“But you are tired of waiting?” Orochimaru asked, raising an eyebrow and getting a soft blush from his soon to be lover.

“Exactly.” Kabuto smiled softly as he lifted his head, looking up into caring yellow-gold eyes. It had been rare to see any kind of emotion in the usually guarded eyes when Orochimaru had been under Madara’s hypnosis, but to see such softness sent shivers of delight through him. Smiling lightly, he decided that just for his Orochimaru-sama he would shed the facade that he had adopted over the years.

It wasn’t as if the chunins and Tsunade-san hadn’t already seen the softer side of himself as it was.

“We’ll have to get you some help for everything that I have put you through over the years,” Orochimaru mused, brushing his lips over Kabuto’s forehead. One hand removed the bandana that held his lover’s silver hair back. Dropping the piece of cloth down onto the table, he smiled at the fact that his young love had once more starting to take better care of his hair, actually having a reason to do something with it.

The locks were still thick, and he had no doubt that they always would be, but they still had a silkiness to them that came from proper care.

“Tsunade-san drew me aside after one of our meetings and told me that she had set me up with someone to help me. Inoichi-san is under a clause to never speak about our meetings until things are fully fixed,” Kabuto admitted, even as he leant into the touch with a sigh of pleasure.
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