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Pretty
When You Cry

CH4-
Crying leads to nowhere

It
was a well known fact that 'Rounds' was the simplest job in any
hospital, albeit it was still work but, when you're juggling a
hundred different people at once as well as the numerous emergency
cases that come by, the mundane and repetitive activities allowing a
moment to collect your thoughts process that only Rounds provided.
This, was not the case in Orochimaru's lair. The job was left to the
head of the sinister serpent's lead medical Nin', Karin. Her sensing
abilities provided accurate records of chakra levels, metamorphosis
in the DNA structure, blood levels degenerating and the mental status
to minute detail. The task was severely loathed. The first hour was
spent in the experiment laboratory where the man-made creatures of
hell lurked and rattled in their cages. Some were human, others
animal, most were hybrids and all were beyond the state of humanity.
Karin had to keep her distance in this particular room; the creatures
were kept in very tight seclusion, away from the actual lab where
they wouldn't be that much of a distraction but close enough for the
technicians to come and go with new injections. Sometimes they were
just left to die and used as meat for the ones still standing on
their new hind legs. Karin stood in the centre of the small box-like
room, where the cages were chained the walls and some where chained
together to keep them falling from the height they had all been
stacked on. Her hair was tied up tightly and her clothes fit snugly.
It for her own protection, just because she stood in the 'safe zone'
didn't mean a few couldn't reach if they tried. Tight hair and
clothes ensured, or raised her odds, of a safe exit. This was just
the first task on the list attached to Karin's clipboard. Next came
the completed projects or the 'sources' of Orochimaru's plans and
inspiration. One in particular was Jūgo.
Jūgo had came into Orochimaru's grasp before Karin even
graduated, his unique power intriguing the serpent lord to a great
extent and eventually becoming the favoured curse seal.

Jūgo
was very complex yet simple when it came to Karin's observations. His
chakra patters could mould rapidly when he became enraged, switching
from a warm flutter of a small birds heart to the violent rampage of
a rouge rhino. The young sensor had only seen Jūgo smile once
and it was in Sasuke's company. This was shortly before the bipolar
beast had been allowed out his confinement to wander open grounds.
Apparently it was an observation test, to see how long Jūgo
could go before his own thoughts began to string together in his mind
and form the knots of madness. He got about two minutes before Sasuke
used....something to keep Jūgo in place. Karin put it down to
influence or maybe Sasuke had the same effect on Jūgo as the
raven assassin had on everyone; fear at first sight.

However,
original cursed man claimed it was more than that. In Jūgo's
mind, Sasuke Uchiha was blessed with the spirit of his departed
friend, Kimimaru. No doubt there was a touch of infatuation, not even
Jūgo could hide that in his messed up chakra patterns. Nothing
would happen and Jūgo would never make a move, he had to much
respect and fear for his own state of mind when he got close enough
to anyone.

The
slot to Jūgo's cell slid open in Karin's grasp, the sliver of
light always landed directly on the wild, frantic eyes of a tormented
soul. It used to be a regular occurrence that Karin would reel away
from the door as soon as she touched it because Jūgo would
launch his entire body at the barrier, scaring the life out of the
young sensor at the thought of him breaking out. Now, she just stood
there and watched as he pounded his massive hands into the thick
metal and blocked out the sound of his murderous threats until he
calmed down. By then, the apologies would go on for a few minutes
until the rage surfaced again.

Finally,
it was the morgue inspection which happened to be Karin's favourite
part as it was in the same direction of a certain dark haired devil's
dorm. Word spread quicker than soft butter that Sasuke had returned
from his mission early in the morning and Karin couldn't wait to feel
her senses tickle with the tantalising touch of Sasuke's chakra
against her skin again. She practically skipped down the patterns of
criss-cross circles of the long hallway until the sound of a vicious
roar reached her before and her chakra senses did. Now Jūgo in a
bad mood would most likely mean death if you got too close. Sasuke in
a bad mood was worse. Karin didn't stop her pursuit to Sasuke's room
but kept her back parallel to the wall, letting her unique skills do
all the looking for her.

I
had head his mission was to find out whether the rumours of the
Kazekage's resurrection was true or not. Sounds like Sasuke didn't
get the answer he was looking for. Or....maybe he did and the master
was 'pleased' to hear it.

There was a very
strong mix of chakras in the air, a few the sensor had grown familiar
to; the anger was prominent as always but it was stemming into much
more complicated and vengeful emotions. There was definite aura of
disgust and rage exploding both internally and externally thought
Sasuke's tantrum against the walls of his room. There was no need for
guessing as to who those emotions where directed to.

You're
still not satisfied with your strength are you, Sasuke.
You've
been strong enough to kill our master for a long time now but you
know he still has something to teach you.

It was not secret
the kind of duties Sasuke was obligated to abide by when it came to
his Lord and Master. It was a tit for tat deal; you'll learn what you
need when you do what you're told. It was getting to point where
Sasuke's immune system could actually handle the venom of
Orochimaru's snakes, as long as the dosage wasn't too sever. Karin's
loyalty would always be to her Master but her heart was always poured
over the wounds of the man she loved, even if it was never
reciprocated. The young sensor jolted as a particularly strong chakra
vibe pinched her neck and she grinned at the rush it gave her when
she picked it out as sexual frustration.

Despite the heated
excitement trickling it's way through her blood, Karin remained where
she was outside Sasuke's door and waiting patiently for her man to
settle down. Little by little the noise began to settle, the
incessant sound of the walls chipping and cracking beneath Sasuke's
fists turning into the exhausted pants of a work out warrior. And to
Karin's utmost delight, her man was sweating and shirtless, only clad
in those form fitting leggings as sat on his bed with his back to the
wall.

Just
so delicious. Karin
positioned herself very seductively against the door frame, letting
one leg rise enough to show a small portion of thigh that wasn't
scarred with teeth marks while pressing her breasts together with one
arm and hiding half her face behind her fusia tinted fringe.

“Anything
I can do for you, Sasuke?” The sensor whispered in a low hush
to the dark haired figure resting on his nice long bed. . Sasuke just
responded by bringing one knee up to rest his elbow against and
placed his head against his hand.

“You'd
better be packing pain killers, Karin or I might just hit you again.
It better not be any of that vicodin shit. Give me the stuff that
actually fucking works this time” Karin sighed internally.
Looks like the bait was left to soak in empty waters again. However,
she was growing concerned to Sasuke's frequent request for pain
killers lately. It wouldn't matter if she told him that, he wouldn't
see the long term problems if he kept this growing addiction of his
up. Still, maybe there was a way to work it to her advantage. Tucking
her hands behind her back, Karin sauntered over to bed side, keeping
a straight face as best as she could. Once there, she bent forward
until her weight rested on her palms on top of the dry sheets.

“Orochimaru
won't like it if I keep doping you up, Sasuke. I can easily say I was
following orders from you but he'll still punish me for not at least
trying to stop you”

“Like
I give a fuck, woman. Now give me the god damn meds!” The
Uchiha hadn't even looked Karin the eye to shout at her, his forehead
still nestled in his palm where drop of sweat still lingered. Karin
took a chance, feeling she a good shot of playing Sasuke's submissive
side when the traces of lingering lust still had a pulse. The neck
was the most exposed and became the target of Karin's lips. She
started lightly in case she had to duck to avoid a smack to the face.
But, when it didn't come she seized the naked flash, trapping it
between tongue and teeth and leading it up to Sasuke's ear. Gently,
she brushed away a small spike of black and whispered to her man.

“You
need natural relief, Sasuke.” A hand that normally only ever
touched the skin of the dead or experimented slid over Sasuke's
shoulder and trailed lightly along the collar bone, working it's way
closer and closer to what she wanted to give her stressed out Sasuke.
“I can help you if you'll let me?” Karin was surprised to
see the Uchiha let his head fall back against the wall and watched
him curiously as his as a pair of eyes nearly hidden completely in
the shadows turned to face her. Sasuke's face seemed to have fixed
itself into an impassive expression, even when Karin had began to
massage the Uchiha's crotch through the material. What really caught
Karin off guard was the hand reaching out to her, taking hold of the
end of a lock of the sensor's hair. Karin's fanatic imagination
picked out the old bit of gossip she once heard about Sasuke liking
girls with long her and her obsessed imagination conjured up the
notion that the Uchiha was attracted to the almost blood red shade
the shadows applied to Karin's usual hair colour.

“.....Ok....go
ahead” Sasuke said in a sombre tone, still holding into the
strand of red hair.

Karin could
literally feel her man's spirit depleting. Her infatuation with
Sasuke was fuelled by his burning chakra levels and the aura he
emanated. But now, his body just oozed with depression. It was the
equivalent of a cold shower. But, she had already offered herself. It
would be such a waste.

The process became
almost mechanical as Karin kissed her way down the bare torso, light
patters of the lips tracing the abdominal indents. Sasuke didn't seem
to want to move much so all Karin was able to remove was the just the
top of the Uchiha's leggings from his half hard dick. She had to use
one hand to keep the elastic fabric down and use the other to hold
Sasuke's cock at the right angle to her face. The silent raven seemed
too focused on the strands of red still between his fingers to give
Karin more leverage. Gently, Karin slipped her lips over the head of
the cock, letting her throat relax just enough to take the full
length inside her. The young sensor had always imagined that when her
man would allow her to do this, she'd feel that surge of amazing
energy that always surrounded Sasuke's form. The fiery glow that
pulsed so sexually though the air like a volcanic heat wave.

Sasuke's aura had
less life in it than a grave yard. The Uchiha's body was doing
nothing more than reacting in the way evolution had programmed it
too. The skin began to stretch around the hardening flesh and lightly
pulsed any time Karin ran her tongue along a particular pleasure
spot. That dead pan face was beginning to irritate the young sensor,
she was doing everything that man would adore and she couldn't even
get an eyebrow to twitch! The only sign she got was a brief closing
of the eyes before a shot of hot liquid spurt from the tube of flesh.
The elastic snapped back in place, once again clinging Sasuke's hips
and Karin sat up on her knees.

Ungrateful.....

She went to wipe the
overspill from her mouth and nearly choked on the seed in her throat
when the reflective flash of kunai came into view. Oh
Shit....There was no time to brace, block or even flinch but she
tried to anyway when the blur of metal swung towards her face. No
metal or pain came, just the feather soft touch of lose strands of
hair falling by her cheek. Eyes opened timidly, lashes rising slowly
to reveal to the sensor what the Uchiha had really been targeting. In
his hand was a small lock of Karin's hair, no longer attached to her
head any more. The dim light of the room caused the the thin fibres
to take on even darker shade of red than before. The hand holding
them grasped the lifeless strands tightly, took them and the rest of
the Uchiha's body with it to the bed. Karin stood back from the
mattress and looked down with her hands close to her chest, the
breath finally coming back to her lungs. She began to take a few
steps back towards the door as Sasuke turned himself around, lying on
his side to face the wall and bringing his legs up just slightly.

Karin remained very
silent, keeping her eyes on Sasuke in case he suddenly sat up and
launched himself at her in a fit of rage. But Sasuke never budged,
not a sound and barely and breadth could be heard even in the dead
silence that filled the room. Just as Karin was about to close the
door behind her, Sasuke spoke.

“Karin”
The sensor flinched. “Could you....please....bring some pills”

“Uppers
or downers?”

“Just.....anything
that'll block out what I've already got in my head. I wanna actually
sleep for once”

Then she left
without a word.

XXXX

It
was the stand-off of the century. Leaders of two nations colliding
together for the ultimate battle. In one corner; the maiden of
poisons, the queen of slugs, Lady Tsunade! In the other corner; the
saviour from sand, the head so hot his hair burns with red fire,
Subaku no Gaara!

“Lee!
For God sake, quit commentating or I'll have you on D ranks for a
month!”

“A
firm punishment, my Lady! If I fail to comply with your orders then I
shall perform a full two months worth of D rank missions!”
Tsunade could only glare at the only person her threats were empty
against, regardless of whether she meant them or not. The Hokage drew
another card and, like a master of the game, she covered her smirk
for her sudden stroke of luck. That red headed brat was in for it
now. Poor Shizune was shaking like a little lost leaf. Why? Why did
Lady Hokage have to bet the village? At first it seemed like a joke
but the Kazekage took it so seriously which meant Tsunade had pretty
much signed a verbal contract. This was a damn obscure way to get out
of doing paper work. Surely the Kazekage would see sense and fold?

The slug queen
arranged her cards, making sure her hand was aligned and coordinated
so that when she slammed them down it would be a perfect ending for
her victory. Lee was practically bouncing in his seat with
anticipation. He'd only came into the office to hand in his report
and now had a front row seat to a one-on-one card game between two
great leaders. It was quite a substantial bet too; Tsunade's position
over the entire leaf village against Gaara having to pay off the
Legendary Loser's debt from four countries. This was way out of Lee's
competitive league which made it all the more enticing to watch. The
look on Naruto's face would be priceless when he found out Gaara was
both Kazekage and Hokage before the blonde had the chance to sit his
Jounin exams.

“You
know”, Gaara started, adjusting his cards, “it might be
appropriate to start the business I came here to discuss”

Tsunade smirked.
“Quit trying to distract me, Brat. It doesn't work. Now draw
your last card so I can have my victory sake” Like she needed
the excuse but it probably kept her skittish aide in the calm zone.

“Fair
enough” Gaara placed his cards down almost gracefully, letting
his chair fall forward as his did so he was no longer tilting. “I'll
be taking your village now”

And the stoke of
luck delivered it's climax. “Guess again, Brat!” She
swung her full arms against the table, her winning hand lying flat
against the surface as the rest of room shook a little from the
force. A bottle bigger than Kakashi's porn collecting sprung from a
hidden drawer. The cork popped, letting the brew breadth before being
poured into a convenient cup. “Lee, Shizune, would you mind
leaving so I can enjoy my victory with Kazekage alone please?”
It seemed Shizune could move quicker than Lee when she when her
relief metre was high enough. As soon as the door closed and Lee's
whining went silent, Tsunade chilled back in her chair, feeling quite
smug and proud of herself.

“I
take it only the winner is allowed a cup of the hidden stash?”
Gaara stated a little less flatly than usual, as if he was actually
irked at the slug queen winning.

“Only
when they're under aged” Well, that seemed to push a button
since it got the red head glaring out the window. That's when Tsunade
noticed the odd discolouration on boy's shoulder. He was wearing more
casual clothes than usual, a loose, black shirt that showed off his
neck and collar bone if he leaned forward slightly, as opposed to his
standard full length coat with the buckles to carry the gourd. Even
the uptight can dress a little less formally when the wanted to it
seems. “Nasty scar. Who left it?”

Gaara looked to his
left shoulder, examining the darker tone of skin like it was
something he had never noticed before. His fingers brushed over it
briefly before stating the name of the culprit.

“Sasuke
Uchiha”

“Recently?”
She asked before taking another sip.

“No.
Two years ago at the chunin exams when my people infiltrated your
village through Orochimaru's manipulations” He said like he was
sharing a recipe. But there was something strange about the way he
was looking at it. Almost as if he couldn't decide whether he wanted
to remember why it was there or not. “It the first time I
experienced the sensation of bleeding”

A knock at the door
interrupted the odd conversation that seemed to be forming but never
got the chance to sprout because Lee popped his head through the
door. He stepped through, bowing emphatically. There didn't seem to
be much the green devil could do without putting all his effort into
it.

“I
apologise for the intrusion my Lady but, the elders request your
presence for a meeting. It seems you were due nearly twenty minutes
ago” Looks like whatever Gaara was going to divulge would have
to wait. Can't keep old people waiting, they might not be living any
more by the time you get there. The slug queen sighed heavily,
squeezing the cork back into the mouth of her victory bottle.

“Old
coots. They're never happy unless there's a least five meetings a day
to discuss more bull crap. If you''ll excuse me boys” Gaara
left the room before Tsunade did, all three of them standing in the
hallway as the door locked behind them. As the Lady Hokage made her
way to the meeting room on her own, she looked over her shoulder and
gave a slight wave. "Watch over my lost sheep if you happen to
see him, OK?"

Gaara's forehead
wrinkled a bit before nodding to her.

“As
long as you watch over my Brother in arms” As Tsuande turned
the corner out of sight, she was starting to see what brought her
blonde and red headed brats so close besides their demons. A hand
slapping Gaara's shoulder took him by surprise only to see it was Lee
smiling at him.

“Naruto
did say she had a Motherly side to her”

“The
unnatural kind”, Gaara retorted.

“Feel
like sparring?” Any excuse with this guy but the temptation was
there. You could always count on Lee for a pick-me-up. His way may
not be suited to most but a good fight was welcome to any Shinobi.
There were a lot of things that you could trust Lee with. As idiotic
and loud as he usually is, Gaara often found this touch of wisdom in
his old opponent. The kind the red head wished he'd had around him a
long time ago. Maybe if he had, then his head wouldn't be so messed
up for certain other person he trusted something with.

“Yes.
I'd like that very much. But if I win, you have to pay 'Mother of the
year's' debts”

XXXX

There's a feeling
you can only describe as an echo that moves like an entity inside
your stomach when your name is called by a certain person. It could
be worse though. Sasuke's insides used to churn with dread, loathing,
disgust and whole load of suppressed fear for the serpent charming
his blood given name though the shadowed tunnels. Weeks, months and
years are long enough to develop the hard skin you need to live in a
snakes hole. You need to build a layer of steal though when you're
the snakes plaything. Lord Orochimaru sat in he beloved throne, one
hand propping the ever present smirk and the four-eyed lackey firmly
in toe just off the left of the master.

“So”,
came the low, almost seductive drone of the pale skinned serpent,
“did we find out what we wanted, Sasuke?” The Uchiha
stared with unblinking eyes and replied with silent nods to his
master's questions. Sasuke always kept one hand on the hilt of his
sword, a habit now burrowed into him he had developed shortly after
receiving the weapon nearly two years ago. At one point, it was the
only thing keeping him safe, now it was just for show. That, and it
scared the shit out one person in the room.

“Answer
Lord Orochimaru properly, Uchiha. Show respect for once!”
Kabato repeated for the umpteenth time this month alone before taking
the umpteenth loogie to the glasses. The ex Konoha medical ninja
always looked so shocked at Sasuke's ability to aim saliva so
precisely from a thirty foot distance but any ten year old could do
that. It still gave the Uchiha an inner chuckle though. Sasuke just
wished it didn't make the snake hiss with laughter so much. The snake
lord smoothly rose from his throne and descended down the wide steps
towards Sasuke. That slick grin with the Siamese eyes used to have
the young Uchiha trembling on the spot, his body weakening under the
husky, hypnotic glow casting over him. Nowadays, a statue of freshly
carved stone couldn't keep a straighter face or a more solid pose.
Sasuke already knew what his master wanted him to do so, he turned
around and the let his back face the serpent lord. The palm resting
around the handle of the blade drew the weapon from the hilt, the
beautiful gleam of the alloy capturing what little light there was
before being casted across the room and embedded into the old wall
between some old water pipes. The piercing of plaster faintly echoed
but it was quickly drowned out by the maniacal chuckle of an amused
snake. Footsteps stopped behind the smaller figure and a door in the
distance closed, leaving the Sanin and his pet alone in the massive,
dark and empty room. Sasuke barely budged, only the shallow breadths
giving away his living existence. The Uchiha only closed his eyes as
the touch of cold skin came into contact with his neck. The collar of
his uniform was tugged slightly, revealing the black embellishment
upon the white skin. Pretty soon Sasuke's upper half was stripped
bare but he still didn't move and he never would until his master
instructed to do so. The Uchiha wouldn't give the snake lord the
satisfaction of responding to the touching. It didn't make much of a
difference though. Orochimaru enjoyed the noise, the whimper and the
desperation to hold back the moans. Keeping quiet only gave the
serpent the drive to go on longer until he got what he wanted.
Staying silent, was the only was to hold on to the last thread of
dignity.

XXXX

Sasuke held the red
threads in his hand, staring at them intently and trying to let the
after effects of letting Karin get close to him send him off to
slumber land. His thumb and forefinger rolled back and forth over the
thin fibres, not quite sure what to make of them or why he bothered
to take them in the first place.

Such
a weakling, Sasuke heard his
thoughts tell him. You've let everyone play with you so
easily. Your leader, your teachers, your Brother and now that pasty
piece of snake shit! What have you got left? Some female who'll
spread her legs the moment you tell her. That's all you have. Your
life is no longer yours.

Was that really all
that was left now? His mission to infiltrate and spy on Orochimaru
and destroying his murderous Brother, was it even worth trying any
more? One look into his eyes and everyone would know how much a slut
he'd become. The number of times his master controlled him, touched
him and abused him. It might as well be tattooed on his face. The
strands of red slipped between Sasuke's open fingers and small whisp
of air carried them away into the dark corners of the room where they
would be never seen again. Just sleep. Just forget for a while. Just
make it go away.

Some wishes never
come true no matter how hard you try though.

Sasuke screamed
until his throat became raw and didn't stop for a long time. The mark
had never burned this bad before. A hot red poker would have more
mercy on the skin of an angel than this. The young Uchiha hadn't even
noticed he'd fallen from his bed or that he scrapped a chunk of skin
from his shoulder before the pain finally subsided. His master was
calling him. What now? What the fucking hell did he want now? The
mission was complete and he'd already stuck his ass in the air. What,
obedience and humiliation just now fucking enough any more now?!

End
it. Right now, end it all. Take his life, gain yours back. Do it all
your way from now on. His blood will be the first to stain your sword
and more will follow. Your Brother will pay, the village will suffer
and the world will become your to play with like it's played you. Do
it. Kill him. KILL! KILL!

“I
won't show you any mercy either, not even if you beg for it”

XXXX

The Soul Transfer
Ritual. Sasuke stood before the deformed creature that had once been
a great title among men. A genius outside a clan. A once in a decade
prodigy. No match for an Uchiha. Not even close. But this place, this
dimension of trapped souls used to rebirth a serpent who refused to
shed his final skin.

“Those
eyes, they will be mine, Sasuke” The Uchiha just sighed,
shrugging off the blobs of white snakes that seemed to form this
world and using a shield to keep them at bay. The old creature smiled
so sinfully, his crooked jaw salivating like an overflowing fountain.
Sasuke drew the blade that had been given to him by this thing
wanting his body. It would cut the old snake up, slice and slaughter
until the life that it had been hanging onto finally disintegrated.
That is, if his path wasn't blocked by a pair of paper white arms
crawling from the unstable surface that made the floor. The shoulders
soon followed, dragging the head out heavily like it was emerging
from thick quick sand. There no distinctive features, just a blank
doll shaped like a human. Bit and pieces began to form as the blank
figure stood up straight; a nose formed, a mouth, eyes and soon
colour filled the empty space. A shade of red like a field of
poppy's, pale green like a precious jade vase tinted the eyes and a
thick rim of evening black outlined them.

Sasuke hadn't
realised he let his concentration slip until a pair of sharp fangs
punctured his ankle. He stamped the nuisance under his foot and
regained his shield. He looked back and the face that had caught him
off guard was still there. The figure was naked, bare skin with all
the right parts in the right places. That face, once again it had
come at the wrong fucking time to distract him but there was
something strange about it. That brat never really had much in the
way of expressions but this time it was like his features had been
painted onto a blank Anbu mask.

Sound suddenly
filled the air from an unseen source. The unmistakable groans and
grunts of two bodies very close together touched the ears of the
serpent and the stricken Uchiha. Orochimaru took the shape of his
human-like form and walked towards the bare back figure facing away
from him.

“Well,
well”, the snake hissed through his grinning teeth. “It
seems you have been having fun without me, Sasuke” With each
step the snake drew closer to his pet's playmate, the shapes of
snakes emerged from the ground, taking hold of the expressionless
idols legs. The scaled creatures coiled around those stiff legs,
roaming higher and higher, touching everywhere with their flat
bellies and flickering tongues. The largest of them all let the tip
of it's tail wrap around the slender, exposed neck and tightened it's
grip like the final knot in a noose, squeezing out the first and last
sound of this helpless piece of flesh.

The snake lord took
hold of the chin, tilting it to side before taking a long lick all
the way from the collar bone to the ear. Sasuke suddenly felt that
old snake's tongue against his own skin despite it not actually
touching him and instinctively tried to wipe it off his neck.

“Your
body has been mine for a long time now, Sasuke. Soon, I'll be using
as my own”. Orochimaru let his cheek touch the face of the
doll, making sure the lifeless eyes stared right into Sasuke's. “And
it looks like I'll have a new pet waiting for me to” A maniacal
laugh cackled through the snake's whole body and the burning in
Sasuke's shoulder returned, more intense and fierce than ever. The
Uchiha looked away for just a moment, gritting his teeth enough to
grind them to dust but holding in the urge to cry in pain. When he
looked back, a pair of very familiar eyes were looking back at him.
Not the subtle shade of green, but the endless pools of black with
the dot of demon gold in each. Sasuke could only laugh, letting his
head fall forward at the absolute irony and the delicious coincidence
that fallen into his lap.

“You
couldn't handle a body like his you pale assed fucker. Just ask him
yourself. I bet he agrees” Taken aback for the first time in
years, Orochimaru looked down at the figure that seemed to have his
pet so amused. The crick of bones nearly made him jump but the stiff,
almost clockwork movement of the doll's neck turning to face him
despite the grip of tail around it's neck had the old snake shaking.
A grin stretching from ear to ear looked up at Orochimaru, hunger
drooling from the sharp, prominent fangs. A feral, guttural laugh had
the tamed tentacles hissing in agony as they fell to the ground,
sprawling until the ground swallowed them back up.

Sasuke continued to
laugh in the manner you would associate with the mentally deranged as
sand began to swift through the air left and right, clutching and
grabbing Orochimaru's limbs from multiple directions. The snake lord
struggled against the restraints, his human form trying to wiggle
free by morphing into a shapeless blob but a grip of pure chakra kept
him from doing so. The doll with the demon face turned toward the
snake lord, it's mad smile cracking it's face, literally, into chunks
of hardened sand falling into dust piles. Orochimaru looked on as his
disobedient pet moved forward, his body coming closer to the one
lifeless doll and physically stepping though it.

Sasuke stood in the
exact same spot as the demon who had saved his soul from the snake
lord. His chakra merging with it, becoming one, creating something
new and forming an entirely intoxicating feeling all through his
being. It was almost succulent to the senses. His head dropped, chin
touching his chest and arms hanging heavy like dead weights until he
raised himself again, slowly and intently. The figure of the Kazekage
may have vanished but the eyes of the demon were still there, glaring
inside the terrified soul of the serpent through Sasuke.

“Still
think he can be your plaything, Orochimaru?” Sasuke closed his
eyes once more only to open them with the colour of blood pooling in
the centre, his sharingan pulsing wildly. “You don't even know
the rules of our game” The Uchiha threw his arms out wide and
with them came the limbs of sand, tearing the last of Orochimaru
apart

Now
I'm in control. And I feel thirsty.
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