Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Waking ❯ the first meeting of old friends ( Chapter 3 )

Technical: this is a rewrite of the LJ community “nsn_roundrobin.” Anyways, this is from the “serious, plot-driven story.” So, Waking is a blend of LJ user etsumilau's “Icha Icha Paradise” (Chapter One), and LJ user blck_hyacinth's “Infection” (Chapter Two). Seeing that I wrote the third chapter (which some of you may or may not have read), I couldn't let my section of the story stand still...so, being the bored kid I tend to be, I wrote. Please note, though, that this is largely new prose, with some quotes from our celebrated author's chapters. While there is a huge emphasis from their works on the first ten sections (25 pages or so), it is primarily my words, and not stuff you've read. So, don't forget to follow the Main RR's progress, `cause we're going completely different directions, I'm sure. XD

 

Waking Despair.

Aching memories of a sun and moon

the first meeting of old friends
Chapter Three, Sasuke…by Taes


This time, it's my heart
that's lodged in my throat.

I can feel it beating, taste the acrid, salty blood. The warmth floods my face (that isn't really mine) and his eyes glint.

Sasuke... he smiles at me, and inside the chapel that is my mind, he puts a long, graceful hand on my shoulder...then he smoothes my hair, just as a mother might...

or a brother.

Soon you'll be home... a quiet smile into my raven-wing hair, safe and sound oh, how his lips twitch, again, with lords at your beck and call... the image of that rat-faced man pries into my thoughts. So don't you worry now...it'll all be over soon.

Unbidden, the image of a porcelain mask finds its way to me. Eyes tilted so gently, mouth so red (as blood), reaching out for my body—

And Orochimaru laughs.

Your girl has brought me a present, Sasuke... he holds me in a python's embrace, this charmer of snakes and devil thoughts. Open your eyes. he commands, and I know.

Why he's talking to me.

Those Fire Lords have gotten a contract with him...but they do not respect his mind. Only his body's prowess...and this puts Orochimaru off guard, strips him of his cold pride and impenetrable arrogance...for what ninja would ever disrespect him so?

None would.

So...something as simple as that has pulled the confidence from him, and instilled instead a sense of helpless rage.

The realization makes me smile, makes me wince.

Sasuke, the serpent sings, open your eyes.

Images fill all that I am, pull me apart and seal me as one. Noise (high-pitched whimpers and lowly moans, breath so fast it seems like a small bird's flapping) breaks my eyes.

It all swirls into un(warranted)wanted focus, and the deep, gray-blue light opens up to me, showing that face I've dreaded (yearned for) for six years. The boy I've dreamed about.

isn't she charming? Orochimaru chuckles, and my tongue snakes out of its confines to taste the air. This brat can satisfy both our desires...our body.

My eyes widen, and I realize exactly who the gray girl carries. Golden skin, sun-stricken hair...

...wide blue eyes that meet my (Orochimaru's) gaze for only an instant before that face is forced down. A tiny whimper escapes locked lips, and his shoulders tremble...

Orochimaru smiles with my lips. “Naruto...” he cups the blond's chin in my hand, and forces the cerulean eyes upwards—

nothing there
but madness
a shard of the
once-brilliant eyes.

My stomach drops, my fists tighten (eliciting a gurgled moan that shuts those eyes) and my blood rises.

How could he?

That fucking idiot got himself caught—

how could he?

My face flushes despite Orochimaru's control. I'm undeniably humiliated.

While I try and gain control over my mind, the gray girl is swiftly turned away. “Leave us,” Orochimaru chuckles, stroking that golden face with my callused finger tips.

“...we have work to do...”

damn him.

...damn Naruto...
for making me feel this way.

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Next time: Naruto. the sun and moon

 

Comments? Please? For my aching head?