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“I will come back.”

“Jiraiya, you will regret leaving.”

“No, I won’t”

“You should say and forget the orphans.”

“Konoha needs you Jiraiya.”

“Konoha will be fine without me.”

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“Please Tsuna, don’t go.”

“I have to leave.”

“You promised Tsunade, please.”

“Bye Oro.”

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“It’s that Orochimaru?”

“You’re right. I can’t believe he chased his teammates out of the village.”

“I know right, so sickening”

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How long has it been? The years seem to fade as they go by and I no longer am content with waking every day feeling the crippling pain of loneliness and dread. Those dreams never lost their pain- each time they appear in my mind it hits even stronger than before. Now I remember it’s been 3 years since I last saw Tsunade after Dan's premature death, not to mention the five long painful years since Jiraya hightailed it during the war. My mind recalls how Hiruzen sensei still refuses to title them both as missing-nin. And the cold stares he gives me each time we mean as if I am the reason they have departed. Though death seems to loom over me every day so it wouldn't be far-fetched. I have been trying to stay together despite all the hatred, trying to ignore the pain that spread from my heart outwards engulfing my entire body til it is all I feel. Consuming me as if I have no other purpose but to succumb to its darkness. But what makes it worst, is the inside feeling I get from this odd knot in my stomach.

Getting ready in the morning has been like this for about a year and a half now- each time I wake up I feel them. When I bathe, eat, and sleep, I can feel the shiver up my spine. Someone was watching me but no matter how much I looked, no matter how much I turned and used my chakra to sense my surroundings. I met no eyes and I met no immediate danger- weren't I supposed to feel safe in the village I spent my entire life dedicating my energy to? But it was a feeling that kept me afloat and on my toes, maybe it was them watching over me from afar. I could only hope, I could only dream because this aura was different from theirs. It was heavier and feral for lack of better words. Yet this aura was somehow calming, and soft. ‘Come on Orochimaru, there is no way someone is stalking you. You aren’t worth the time and energy for someone to fall in love with you of all people.’

“Orochimaru" Hiruzen puffed out a cloud of smoke. "Pay attention.”

My vision seemed to clear from its fogginess and I blinked back to reality. I was carried out of my trance, and I had to remind myself that I was in a meeting with the Hokage- Lord Third Sarutobi Hiruzen. He always did this, always made these long lectures about mission etiquette, or how inhuman my way of solving things was. You couldn’t blame me, or well maybe they should. After all, being the only one left out of a Legend only met your time was soon approaching- but how long will it be before it either breaks or makes me?

“Orochimaru, I swear you are the worst when you are ready.”

“Pardon?” That must have been the first in a long time, I have appeared to be a complete idiot in front of the Hokage.

“Don’t pardon me Orochimaru, this is the 6th time this has happened. Why can’t you just not be you for one minute, that’s all I ask for.”

“I was just completing the orders of the mission.”

“You almost got the escort killed!”

“Which wasn’t my fault, the teammate I was assigned was in charge of the escort in that interval.”

“You were the leader of the team, so it’s your problem. Get the mission right next time or else”

“Or else what sensei? Because I do not know what else to do, I was off watch during the time we were attacked by Stone shinobi.”

I watched as he paused in his speech, surprised I after all these years called him Sensei and not Hokage to his face. I had disregarded a long time ago to stop calling him sensei after an argument we had right after Jiraya left then the final nail in the coffin when Tsunade too left the village. He was mad I watched Tsunade leave the village- I on the other hand didn't want to see her in pain. I still didn't tell him about Tsunade almost ending it all but stopped her just in time to talk her out of it.

“Don’t talk back to me- this will not go unpunished but for now I have nothing to say to you. Get out.”

I left without a word, but I did overhear his soft comment. I don’t think it was meant for my ears, I wished I didn’t have a sharp hearing. ‘I wished you left instead of the others.’ Everyone in the village thought of the same thing- though they didn't say it with their words, emotions can convey so much. Why must the brave Jiraya and the heart of gold Tsunade leave? Why must the snake-like calculating villainous one still reside in Konoha? I didn’t need more details to know that the Hokage, would rather me be dead than alive at the moment- less trouble in the future he always heard the council saying behind his back. I also know that the only reason I am still alive is that I am a valuable asset to the village. Making me their villain would be too much especially fresh out of a war going into another one. It would look bad at them if the only Sannin left in the village was suspiciously dead.

I was pushed against the wall my head seeming to lose my balance from being distracted, and who barely registered what happened was caught by big strong arms which reminded me of Jiraiya. My stomach sunk- out of all the way Jiraya could find me he didn't want to seem like a damsel in distress. That got my hopes up, I turned only to see Sakumo- the White Fang of the Hidden Leaf with a son whose mom is missing. He recalled Sakumo running into the missions hall screaming and crying that his wife was missing and he couldn't feel her chakra in the village any more. But with the look in his eyes that extremely focused silver eyes that pierced sharply into mine, I don’t think he seems to care about his missing wife- he seemed a bit too put together after a couple of months. Maybe that is the life of a shinobi, maybe he was weeping on the inside.

“Hello, Orochimaru.” he sounded too giddy and excited and he moved side to side shyly which frankly didn't fit my internal image of him. 

“Sakumo. Are you going to the Hokage?”

“I wanted to see you.”

“Me?”

“Yes, I want you to come by my house. I have a lead with my missing wife case and I think your eyes will help a lot.”

“Why not get others?”

“Well, I want you, not them. I trust you more if you would rather that.”

“I barely am worth of such praise from the famed White Fang but I will see if I can swing by later today.”

With that, I left him standing in the hallway, down the stairs and out the door of the Hokage Building. I hope to ignore that creepy smile I saw on Sakumo’s face when I glanced back through my hair. His smile was a mixture of insanity and pure content. Was he happy that I agreed or was there something more? Was there something that I couldn't put my hand on? I solemnly walked home, remembering my thoughts before about a possible stalker of mine. For the first time, I couldn't feel them on me. It was like a breath of fresh air that I had craved- still painful but appreciated. Yet all good things must come to an end. There was something on the front of my door, a blank, unlabeled box but it felt intimidating. How was there a box delivered directly to my doorstep? There were traps, and seals littered all over my yard to keep people out while I wasn't around. The stalker just shifted from an itch to reality and I hesitated. I picked up the box and went inside my abode.

Opening the box was nerve-wracking, and while examining it for any evidence to try and determine its origin- I came up with nothing. No chakra residue from someone interacting with an object, and no distinct smell other than a new box smell. Opening it, I tilted my head in confusion with such a small thing located in such a big box. There in the box was a cup of what looked and smelt like urine and a letter. 

“These get worse, and worse by the minute” I whispered under my breath.

Dear Lovely;

                  Your eyes shimmer brighter than the sun, your slit eyes are daring and are my favourite pass time to stare into. Your hair is as silky and fluid as fresh black ink. Your chakra marks around your eyes highlight your features that draw me in like a rope. When you speak it is like listening to the most wonderful melody, and your fangs that could most likely make me drop to my knees are so daring. Your skin is as smooth as the finest china, which makes me want to mark your mind over and over again like a canvas. But I should say that this must be a lot for our 94th interaction. You must be wondering why all of a sudden I am writing to you- it will soon be our 100th interaction with each other and I want to finally make you mine. I just wanted to tell you how far I am in completing everything I need for you- I can not have my future wife not live the best and most comfortable life that I could offer. Soon you will be mine and only mine. Just like you want, we will live together forever. You, me and our child.

Regards;

Your Future Mate

P.S. I urinated on your house while you were gone, I wanted to mark my territory so everyone will know you are mine. I saved extra so you can bathe in it- I can already feel myself smile in content to possibly have you smell like me. You are my property too after all.

Gently setting the letter on the low table in front of me, I shivered as I took the cup and took it to my backyard, doing quick hand signs before setting the cup on fire. I watched as the plastic melted before the liquid too evaporated and then it was no more. I could have used the urine to find out who was behind this but that sickened me. To touch someone else's waste and then bathe in it? It caused me to scrawl. They wanted me to bathe in their waste. I really couldn’t handle that- I would rather help Jiraya out of the gutters when he is drunk and that said a lot.

I looked out of the window seeing that it was almost sunset. Sunset? That is when it clicked, I should be at the Hatake residence right now. I got ready once more checking my clothes before deeming them satisfactory and walked to Sakumo’s house. It was quick to simply hop across the rooftops to get to my destination. I was met with traps and seals lining the yard, one trap almost took my leg clean off well if I didn’t have reflexes. I knocked on the door and was met with a Sakumo that expression shifted from shock to sadness to a shy smile. Once again he seemed to be shifting from side to side- he seemed jittery and painfully shy for someone he has heard levelled his enemies with just howling at them.

“Orochimaru, Come in.” Sakumo shuffled to the side.

His home was large but too large for him and his son, it was a clan home after all. Sakumo had a slouch about him that rubbed me the wrong way, he usually stands tall with confidence whenever I look at him from afar. He took me to a sitting room, where I was met with a small boy a spitting image of Sakumo as if the Sages decided to just copy and paste a more younger face unto a smaller boy. Silver hair just like his father’s and masked up as if he had allergies- was that the case? I was politely greeted and watched as the child followed his father’s orders by making tea. 

“How about we talk first before we get to business?” Sakumo twiddled his fingers. 

I blinked slowly, being too confused by this man in one day, “Sakumo, if you want your wife back please we need to start.”

For a split second, a deep disappointed aggravated frown appeared on his face before quickly reverting to a closed eye smile, “Ok fine but first, tea. Please as a thank you for helping me.”

I looked towards the door seeing Kakashi walking into the room with a tray that seem even bigger than him. There was a teapot and three cups- though one was smaller than the other two. I saw one of the cups given to me after Kakashi placed the tray on the table. I bowed my head in gratitude and waited for Kakshi to settle himself and watched as both Sakumo and Kakashi drink their cups. Gently picking up the cup and smelling it- it smelt of jasmine, Tsunade's favourite though she preferred alcohol. A sip wouldn't hurt and I was never one to pass up drinking a good cup of tea. Taking a sip, pausing before taking another I paused staring at the cup. He knew how Jasmine tea was supposed to taste and this jasmine tea had a slight off-taste about it. It tasted off and as a means as to not seem like I was being disrespectful, I made a note to slowly place down the cup. But that is when it started, black spots started coming up in my vision. I felt my hands shaking and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I couldn’t keep my head up anymore and glancing up Sakumo's eyes looked back into mine expectantly.

“Orochimaru?”

My tongue felt heavy, “Saku...mo”

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“Please let me go, I will not be a breeder just so you can brainwash my children into thinking I am not their mother.”

“Shut up you wh*re, the only reason I have you is that I don’t know if my mate can have kids or not. So shut up and impregnate so I can have a second child.”

“Dad, I saw Mom outside today.”

“Kakashi no, I am your mother.”

“My mother is not a wh*re.”

“That’s my son.”

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“Sh*t I can’t take it. I want to grab him and mark him mine already.”

“Dad controls your hormones, it is hurting my nose.”

“Sorry son but he just looks so beautiful I can’t wait.”

“With the rate you going, you might make him yours in the streets.”

“Is that an option?”

“Dad, no!”

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“Son, who is your mother?”

“Orochimaru, why do you keep asking?”

“Just making sure I taught you well.”

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Sakumo's POV

I stood over the man I had for so long thought was well out of my reach. I stood over the glorious unconscious body that finally was vulnerable and so easy to just take right now. My instincts to breed him were strong but I tried to hold myself back- it wasn't time yet. It was so hard to just sit there and not just have him- Orochimaru had long since turned into a drug that he longed to consume every waking day. I knelt on my knees reaching for his face though I hesitated for a bit wondering if he will randomly wake up. My mate, my lovely Orochimaru. I felt like singing his name on top of the Hokage Cliff multiple times but never found the time between taking care of his son, shinobi work and walking Orochimaru. He was just laying there so still except for the rise and fall of his chest, good thing my son placed the strong drug in his cup. He already picked up that it was a drug from just tasting it. He is so smart perfect for me to break and remake anew. I am going to have to buy better ones that he can't taste. 

Kakashi takes up the tea set and throws Orochimaru's cup into a potted plant- his cup was the only one poisoned after all. “Dad, I know what you are thinking. But remember the plan you can’t take Mom yet.”

Sakumo huffed, “I know, but I can touch. His body is mine anyway." He felt the intrusive thought start to kick in. "Maybe I can even finger him.”

“Dad,” Kakashi said pointedly.

A sigh rang out in the room, “You’re right, but that isn’t going to stop me from masturbating over this beautiful sight. Maybe I can use his mouth, I always wanted to feel his insides.”

“I give up. I’m going to feed the wh*re downstairs”

Sakumo paused before glaring at his son, “Seriously Kakashi. You know talking about that woman makes me very angry.”

“It’s for the better. You were about to ruin the entire plan.”

I watched as Kakashi took some of the scraps from our earlier dinner into a bowl before opening the hatchet underneath a rug in the hall and descending the stairs. I turned towards Orochimaru again smiling, I continued to stare at the body before getting an idea. I got a condom, a piece of paper and a pen. I quickly wrote a letter to Orochimaru before taking off my pants slowly and nervously. Usually, I would have to imagine this but to have Orochimaru actually in front of me made me so... excited. I was more sensitive for some reason and shivered as I put on the condom quickly. Pumping myself as I watched Lovely slowly breathe in and out. Speeding up as I got excited imagining all the things I could do to him. I want him... so badly it hurts.

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My eyes opened wide and I quickly rose from my sleep once I realized I could command my body again. I huffed and panted, my hand on my chest from the fright of being in my body not being able to do anything than just exist. I was laying on a futon, covered with a blanket, I checked myself before sighing in relief- thankfully in the same clothes as yesterday. As a shinobi, it doesn't hurt to check especially after such an experience. But this wasn’t my house, oh no this was. Wait whose house is this? Why was my mind drawing a blank now of all times? I pressed my index and middle finger on the floor and searched the building before settling on two familiar chakras on the south side of the house. Now I remember I was helping Sakumo yesterday but why couldn’t I remember anything after that? I got up wobbling a bit as if I had a concussion settling in and walked towards them, saying a quick good morning.

“I am sorry I fell asleep unexpectedly," I said embarrassed. "I will try not to make it happen again.”

“No!" Sakumo screamed only to realize his volume before quickly saying in a much lower tone. "I mean, No, it’s fine brings a nice change of pace after my wife missing and the house being more silent than usual you know.”

Sakumo shyly turns back to his task of making breakfast even though he was cooking, he kept glancing back at me. He must be either watching my reaction to him seeming to cook a rabbit that seemed freshly skilled or watching how I am reacting to waking up in his house. The meal was quick yet delicious. But I didn't want to stay too long, I believed that I had overstayed my welcome. I said my goodbye, after convincing Sakumo to allow me to wash up as a thank you- he seemed very shocked to watch me insist so much. He stayed with me and watched as I did- I gave him the benefit of the doubt that he was scared I will break his chinas. But leaving was another thing, he seemed sad to have me leave, must be from not having a third person in his house with his son for such a long time. It was early in the morning, the market only now opening for the incoming early shoppers, walking back was calming and enough to recenter myself. Nothing can wake you up more than a fresh morning breeze. But once again, all good things must come to an end as I stopped once again at my gate like deja vu. I was meant with the same unlabelled box as yesterday on my doorstep, I couldn’t get a break from this stacker, it was as if he knew things I didn't. I picked up the box and went inside- once again while opening it there were no chakra traces and no distinct smell other than once again new box smell. But one thing was different from the other box from yesterday, I noticed a separate note on it. I reached in nervous seeming to be on high alert.

Letter 1

Dear Lovely, 

                   I can not help the overwhelming disappointment I feel in you right now. I smelt you yesterday and you didn’t smell like me, Did you not like the marking liquid I sent you? I thought very hard about what I was supposed to give you, maybe it isn't to your taste. Well, that can be rearranged. You might like this one even more. Here is my sperm, I would love it if you could put it inside you. I would indirectly be feeling your insides as I always wanted. Though another thing I must address is your stupidity, Lovely, I watched you sleep somewhere else last night, usually you do that all the time for missions but it was different today, do you know why? You are smart I am sure you can tell that I am utterly disappointed in you. Why are you sleeping at someone else’s house if you wanted to come home why didn't you say so? I’m sad. But, I hope you aren’t thinking of finding me out, I will force you into a pack which I would like not to, so please don't force my hand. Just sit and wait for me to rescue you from your pain.”

Regards;

Your Future Mate.

Letter 2

Dear Lovely,

                I’m going to send a urine sample to you again. A little birdy told me you burnt it. Why are you burning the gifts I give you- I was thinking of you when I was making that gift. You are so ungrateful, and for that you better watch yourself. The only reason why I haven’t entered your house yet is that you haven’t invited me. Once I get your permission I will make sure you appreciate the gifts I give you. You will regret it if you don’t and I think you and I would both prefer to admire your arms on your body.

Regards;

Your Future Mate.

I dropped both letters unto the floor, grabbing myself as a shiver ran through my spine. There was aggression and certainty in their words. Whosoever this stalker was, they were incredible at recon. Worse I got an innocent man involved in everything I need to be careful because now they are after Sakumo. This is bad, really bad. I need to find out who this person is fast before it is too late for me. I looked towards the used condom and stared at it before grabbing it and putting it into my sleeve. I wasn’t supposed to sign into work today or go down to Danzo’s lab, any free time away from that man was god sent. But I was free to go to my workspace since I was the only one to have access to it. Finding out who is behind all this is my priority. It was simple enough, I have completed way more complicated tasks. The paper printed out the machine and I got the DNA sequence on it, all I would have to do now was to go to the Shinobi archives and compare DNA Samples with the data there. I heard the door open and close swiftly and I turned quickly towards the door grabbing a kunai from my sleeve. No one can enter here without knowing the password on the door. Was it just my imagination? I slowly got up but before I could go to the door I was met with a rag to the face- I inhaled a sweet scent before I blacked out.

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I started to blink even so slowly from my slumber. When I woke up, I was still in my lab and was met with a scene that caused my jaw to fall open, the lab was in ruins. But what shocked me the most was that there was a figure just sitting in my chair- I was located in the far wall opposite the door the only exit. And the figure sat in my chair halfway to the door on the wet wall. I saw that the figure was turned away from me and I couldn't make out the outline since the lights seemed to have been destroyed as well. I slowly yet quietly shifted as much as I could onto all fours to prepare myself to make a break for it. I got up hurriedly, went for the door and tried to open it. But I heard what seemed to be a chair falling before a hand prevented me from opening the door. I used my free hand that had the kunai to try and stab the figure only to have my hand grabbed and slammed against the door. I released my other hand from the door knab and elbow-jabbed the person in their guts. Either this figure was made of iron or he was used to getting attacked in the gut- he grabbed my hand and pressed it far up my back and squeezed. I grunted in pain as he pushed up more, trying to dislocate my arm with brute force. I still couldn't feel any chakra radiating from them- how could they not be using chakra and still be this strong? I gulped as I felt the figure pressed against me, something poking me in my lower back- well now I know my stalker was a guy. I felt a breath on my neck and I felt like I shrank- indeed compared to the man I was shorter. His knee pressed between my legs and nudged at me and I had to bite my lips to not make any noise. I couldn't guarantee that the noise would be from fright or misplaced pleasure. 

“I thought I told you to not find me out, Lovely.” His voice was deep and commanding. "You should be punished."

I shivered to hear that, I grunted dislocating my wrist to slip my hand out of the grasp against the wall, grabbing onto his hair before dunking down. the force of my hand carrying him forward caused him to slam his face into the door in front of me. When he removed his hand, I forgot I was one of the fiercest ninjas in the whole Fire Country. I ran for my life, not carrying if people watched me running somewhere in a hurry. But I slide to a stop as I saw it once again. There was yet another unlabeled box there and I see it made me break on the inside. I broke down inside and fell to my knees. I was trapped in a game of cat and mouse where I didn’t know who was after me and I was losing.

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“Orochimaru, no one will ever like you romantically or even sexually if you continue to act like that.”

“I don’t need love I need the answers to life.”

“There you go again with your ‘answers of life’ theories. Don’t be a second Uncle Tobirama for me, please.”

“Give up Tsuna, Oro is just not built for those things.”

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“Sometimes I wonder if you ever feel.”

“I don’t know Sensei, after all the deaths I have gone through, I wouldn’t be surprised if I got a mental illness from all this.”

“That is not something to be glad about.”

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“How can I not feel even when I have a kunai to the side? But I felt when you called for help?”

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Dear Lovely;

                     I am happy to say that I am complete with my task and moving on to the other phase of my preparation for your arrival. I am coming tonight for two reasons. One is because I need things for it to feel more homey for you and two is a bit more saddening. You have been bad recently, you need to be taught a lesson. You must be so excited to see me that you are disobeying me for me to make the process quicker. Don't worry, your wish is my command.

They didn’t close it like they usually did, sending a lump in my throat. I didn’t know what else to do. What could I do? They seemed to know how to avoid my traps and seals in my yard. And it would take too long and too much chakra to replace them all with new ones when it is so late in the day already. I frantically searched my knowledge to try to find something anything to help me at this very moment. That is when I remember that if I played my cards right I could ask Hiruzen for help, after all the project I was working on was for the Hokage and if I were to tell him that my lab got wrecked he would have to intervene. Maybe that will take my stalker off my trail even for a little so I can prepare better to be on the offence instead of the defence. Sensei might know something, he always knows what is right even if it can be skewered sometimes. I raced towards the tower, hopping up the side of the Hokage building and stormed into his office throw a window that was conveniently open. Startling him a bit, but once he saw it was me his mood changed from shock to a look of tiredness.

"Noone seems to use the doors anymore," Hiruzen says irritated. “Yes, Orochimaru?”

“Sensei, I am here to...”

“Hokage.”

“.... Hokage-sama, I think you must know that something has gone wrong.”

“What is it now, I hope you didn’t create another radioactive waste again. Or is it that you destroyed your lab again with another explosive and need to rebuild it?”

“No... Yes, but-” I paused.

But what would Sensei think about me if he found out, what would happen after he did? Would he help? Would he turn a blind eye just like every other time? I didn’t feel like risking it, my relationship was already on thin ice. But I needed help, I was for the first time in a long time scared for my life. I was being hunted down like a damn mutt, should I tell this to Sensei though? He already thinks so little of me, would this ruin what little pride he still has of me?

I released my shoulders I didn't know had gotten so tense, “My strenuous situation with workspace.”

“You came to my office to ask for more office space?”

I opened my mouth before closing it- why couldn't I speak all of a sudden, “Yes.”

“That's it that you rush into my office for? Just takes what you want, I have work to do and a war on the rise. I don't get any time for you and your issues. Just behave for once please.”

“Yes, Hokage-sama.”

Instead of taking the window, I walked towards the door and opened it. I turned back to Hiruzen to say something only to be met with a glare. I hope the sorrow didn't show on my face, I bowed and closed the door behind me. I left my heart heavy and my hands shaking as I clenched the DNA sequence of the stalker I was going to show him- the evidence to stop the person in their tracks. I failed again, it happens every single time when I need to ask someone for something. Tsunade and Jiraya would ways be the ones to ask for me but now being out in the open and having to ask things for myself it was overwhelming. When walking home, I took the long route- I didn't want to get home but I had nowhere else to go. I didn’t want to go home- no I was too scared to go back home, I didn’t want to fall into the hands of my stalker. I could fight but what would I get in the end? If I fight, my stalker will be more forceful with their actions but if I don’t then- I will be giving my life to someone I don't even know. I would surrender my life to someone who is doing more harm than good to my mental state.

“Orochimaru? What are you doing here so late?”

I jumped a bit and turned around, “Sakumo?”

There stood the man and his son walking through the marketplace- in his hand was a bag of what seemed to be groceries. I looked up back to his face, the man I choose to admire from afar out of fear of not wanting to ruin his reputation with my pinning. He looked concerned. Were my emotions showing on my face? He is a part of the few people who still look at me as a human and not a machine for war. A man I love who, I fear will get hurt even more by me cause of my stalker.

“Walking.” I shifted quietly.

“This late? Shall I walk with you?”

I watched you sleep somewhere else last night, Why are you sleeping at someone else’s house that isn’t mine?

“No, I am fine.” I quickly said.

“Are you sure? You seem scared of something. Can I help?”

“No just cold, going home so I will be warm there.”

Sakumo calmly raised his eyebrow before nodding, “Ok, if you say so. Good night.”

“Night.”

I ran home, not stopping even to see that there were new boxes for me to open. I went home and locked all my doors and windows, sealing everywhere that could give someone the ability to come in. I panted as I spent an entire hour securing the house as best as I could. I walked into the sitting area leaning against the wall before sliding down utterly defeated. I looked at the kunai I held in my hand knowing that this would not help me but I wasn't going down without a fight. I stayed like that for a while before I felt a chill rush down my spine, I looked up seeing a figure with their face covered by an anbu bear mask staring back at me.

“It is cute how you think your precautions could hold me back.”

I quickly grabbed the kunai and threw charged at them, they dodged just in time. And twirled to avoid a scissor kick aimed at my neck. I saw them land roughly leaning a bit too forward and used that chance to charge at them from behind. They shifted to the left grabbing my air and throwing me to my bottom causing me to wince from my rough landing. Before I could turn to attack. I grabbed and dislocated my hand to stab them but then paused. There was a kunai above me aimed at my right eye.

“Who will win, a stab to the eye or a stab to the arm? Pick your poison lovely."

I gnashed my teeth roughly, opening my mouth and biting his arm as hard as I could only to barely puncture the skin which didn't allow me to pump my venom into them. I felt chakra resisting my efforts to pierce the skin. I froze feeling the kunai starting to place pressure under my eyeball and out of fear and stupidity. I released my kunai to grab his hand to push it away from my eyeball. I squirmed feeling the more I pushed his hand away the more his other hand squeezed my neck causing me to struggle to breathe.

“Be a good pet. I would hate to see you have a part of your body missing or worse your life being taken away from you.”

After a couple more seconds, I considered my options and I finally gave in. I slowly removed my hand from his body and raised them in surrender. He released his hold on me before flipping me onto my stomach and tying my arms from my elbow to my wrist and blindfolding me. While feeling this happy I had to try to focus on my breathing- I couldn't let them know I was terrified at this very moment- if they smell weakness I would be eaten alive. I gasped feeling something cold and ink-like run along my skin, I could feel my chakra trapped underneath my skin unable to come up, they had placed a chakra suppressant seal on me. My breath hitched as I felt the person place me into a sitting position before opening my yukata. I distinctly remembered that I wasn't wearing anything underneath under the yukata other than the more traditional underwear. And here I was feeling this man feeling my bare skin after removing the top of my clothes and having it hang from my obi. I felt them hold my face every so gently shifting it side to side slowly as if examining me like an experiment. I felt myself being pulled towards him and before I knew it, they were kissing me on the lips. No, they weren't kissing me- this wasn't kissing- they hungrily devoured me. The kiss was heated even if I didn't reciprocate it. I panted feeling myself losing my breath from the force. Our teeth collided and I yelped when he bit my lip. The kiss was too much, it felt like my life was being sucked out of me. I moaned as the kisses started trailing down my body and I gasped a bit when I felt him kiss my chest. There was a pause before lips enclosed around my left nipple and I broke out into a surprised scream- I didn't know I could make that kind of sound. I tried to pull myself away from it but I was grabbed and stilled to receive the pleasure being thrown at me. I shivered feeling him lick from my chest down to my lower stomach. Why was I suddenly so sensitive? Was it because I couldn't see? Was it because I could feel his actions or sense his chakra? I was shivering, I solemnly realized I never experienced this before, Of course, I have experienced this on honeypot missions which didn't do the full way. But I realized quickly, I was scared that this stranger was very close to being my first time.

“Please, no.” I felt myself begging with a choke.

“Oh lovely, when will you learn that your body is mine, and I do with it as I please.”

I started crying feeling him finally removing my obi and opening my yukata fully exposing me. I shook my head vigorously, I felt his hand coarse yet soft trail from my chest towards my lower stomach. He removed his hand and for a second I thought it was over until I screamed when I felt their mouth close around my cock, it was so hot and warm- I leaned forward unconsciously shivering from the sensitivity. I shouldn’t be liking this at all I shouldn't be having this feeling of misplaced excitement. Was it the loneliness of craving attention? It was tempting to fall head first into the feeling, a good mixture of fear for my life and lust for pleasure for danger. I shouldn’t be like this, I felt so ashamed of myself but the shame seemed to fuel it even more. I couldn’t help the moans or groans that escaped my mouth. And I shivered when they hummed while having me in their mouth. I felt the blindfold soak from my tears and reminded me that I had no control over this situation which sent a gut-wrenching curl of bile in my stomach. It was too much for me, too much for me to handle all at once. All this was so new... too new. I felt a knot in my stomach before I stiffened from my simulation. Feeling myself freezing up all at once before throwing my head back shaking violently from my release. 

“Look at that sinful tongue of yours lovely." a chuckle rang through the room.

Was it always out?

"I knew you found it good but I didn’t know you felt that pleased by me. I knew we were compatible.”

I felt them nuzzle their head into the nape of my neck, they rubbed against me and I groaned.

"I'm going to rub my scent on you until the next time we met or the time I decide to finally mate you and make it official."

I felt a hand wrap around my cock and I choked a bit before trying to shake the hold off to no avail. His arm grabbed onto me roughly and I shivered weakly from overstimulation. 

“Wait. Not fully recovered yet.” I tried saying.

“You will be fine.”

It started with slow, simple up-and-down motions before giving sudden jerks and pulling roughly every so often. I gasped curling into the stalker to try and ground myself from this non-stop pleasure. I heard a chuckle before the motion started to go faster causing me to throw my head back in a silent scream.

“Just like that lovely, show me you don’t need anyone else but me to make you happy,” he said while licking my neck. "Not your sensei, not Tsunade, not Jiraya. Just me and only me- always and forever."

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“Mama, is it true?”

“True?”

“Is it true because I have Papa’s genes, I can become pregnant?”

“Yes, but be careful ok, you don’t want that information spreading.”

“Ok”

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“Sakumo my boy, one day you will see and feel what I am feeling right now.”

“How it feels to what father?”

“How it feels to own your mate. One day you will find the one and make them yours even if it means hurting them.”

“It would be for their good, right?”

“Exactly.”

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“Eternal rival kakashi!”

“What is it now Gai?”

“Is your father ok? He was been weird lately.”

“I haven’t noticed.”

“He has been lurking in a certain part of the village for a long time now.”

“I am sure he is just missing Mom and trying to look for them.”

“Maybe you are right. Wanna spar?”

“Sure.”

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The air felt dense, my body felt heavy yet relaxed as if all the tension in my body suddenly evaporated from me. I tried to blink my eyes open to see if my eyelashes would separate from each other. When I realized that I still couldn't see despite my eyes being very much open I inwardly panicked. Then it all came crashing down on me like a tsunami, all the moans all the skin-to-skin contact. I curled in on myself covering my face with my hands out of embarrassment. I was assaulted.

And.

I.

Liked.

It.

Tears sprang up from my eyes and hushed sounds escaped my mouth- I was panicking again. I would have continued panicking if I didn't feel a hand touch me out of nowhere. I let out a sound that was a mixture of a gasp and a scream. Shuffling so quickly backwards that I slammed my back against the bookshelf behind me dislodging some scrolls and books in the process. I then quickly realized that my arms were no longer tidied behind me, and quickly got up to try to defend myself. As I tried to remove the blindfold I felt a sharp pain in my neck before I went lax in strong arms- where have I felt these before? My muscles relaxed and refused to move on my command. I shivered feeling a hand run down my face before a kiss was softly placed on his lips.

"Morning, Lovely. I hope you slept well." he paused before his voice got airy and high-pitched. "You look so beautiful with my sperm on you. Although, sadly, it isn't inside you. I would love to fill you up until you beg for mercy only to eat you out and repeat the process all over again.”

“Please don’t hurt me.” my voice came out low and raspy.

Another kiss came on my forehead this time, “I won’t hurt you unless you deserve it, now come on I made breakfast.”

I felt my body being lifted into a bridal style, the stranger leaning back a bit so my head fell on his chest. I groaned in a soft plea as he walked towards the kitchen, gently pulling a chair out from the table and slowly setting me on it to be as comfortable as possible. I could smell it, even though I was blindfolded and the seal on my body prevented me from feeling the stranger move around the kitchen. I took a deep breath coaxing my body to move. I knew the layout of my own house better than anyone, if I could just find a way to crawl out of my house and outside I could cause a scene that will surely get me somewhere far away from this man. I quietly shifted, and slide myself down to the ground trying my hardest to not creak the wooden floors underneath my knees and arms. I crawled for a while, listening to the man's voice as he spoke about random things and how we would live happily ever after. I felt around and finally reached the front door, but as I was about to open it- I felt my hair being grabbed roughly causing me to scream from the pain. I was thrown some distance backwards and heard plates fall and break on the ground. The air was knocked out of me and I winced feeling as if I broke a rib in the process.

"You know it is rude to leave in the middle of a conversation."

I paused trying to catch my breath, slowly getting onto my legs that were still wobbly from the drugs and felt around the counter. I heard footsteps slowly coming towards me and I searched even more frantically. I knew I could have found something to use as a weapon if I took my blindfold off but maybe if I kept it on, the stranger won't feel the need to end my life when I am vulnerable with no way to properly defend myself. I felt a small butter knife situate itself under my hand; I grabbed it and launched it towards the footsteps I heard. Before I could use that chance to create some distance, I was met with an elbow to the stomach causing me to cough up saliva hazardously. I slumped a bit struggling to stay on my feet, I wasn’t fully awake to fight properly, my body feeling overworked from the drugs and the pain. I felt the man grab my right hand and I used that to use my left hand- though not my strongest hand to punch him in the gut. But I was grabbed and I was pulled towards him, my shoulder colliding into his stomach and was met with a hard knee to the stomach. I fell to the ground coughing even more and now tasting mercury and metal on my tongue, wincing from the pain I felt and heaved as my airways struggled to take in oxygen. I fell to my hands and knees before I frantically grabbed at the hands that grabbed my hair once again. I screamed as I felt myself lifted off the floor and then thrown across the room, landing on my table and smashing it into pieces with my weight. I tried to get up but a foot was placed firmly on my head and prevented me from moving. 

"To think after all my generosity, this is what I get." A sigh came out low and in frustration. “Stay down, I can’t feed you if you keep moving like that.”

I heard a plate being dropped onto the floor and some of the contents fell on my face. My arms gave out and I lay flat on the ground, the smell of eggs and bread filled my nose. But I didn’t make any move to eat it, I didn’t want to risk blacking out again, this man seemed to have an arsenal of drugs on him from paralytics, synthetic coma and others. There was a grunt, and the pressure on my head grew and my head moved closer towards the food.

“Please stop I don’t want to eat anything.”

I was lifted into a crouched position and there was a long pause I got a punch in the face. I fell onto my knees raising my hands as a defence, I was so scared. My arms were grabbed and another punch connected with my right cheek causing my head to spin and my world to tilt. I fell to the ground gasping once again, trying to crawl away and tried to scream even though my throat was dry.

“Ungrateful, you ungrateful person.” my attacker grabbed my arms and pinned them behind me. That is when it started, I was repeatedly being punched in the face and kneed in my stomach, “You ungrateful person. First my urine and my sperm and now my meal. Ungrateful, Ungrateful, ungrateful!”

Tears swelled up in my eyes before I screamed, “Fine, I will eat it.”

The actions paused and I collapsed on the ground roughly from suddenly being dropped onto the floor. The plate was shoved towards his face and he could no longer feel the heat that was radiating from it before. 

“Eat it like the ungrateful dog you are.”

I did, I couldn’t fight back with me being half-asleep from sleeping and the pain I was experiencing. I ate what was left of the plate, and then was forced to eat from the floor of what I dropped- the embarrassment I felt was indescribable. My head was raised again and choked in surprise feeling my cheeks being squeezed forcing my mouth to be open.

“Very good Lovely, not a single crumb of it is left, you are so good for me. See what happens when you listen to me more?"

“Please let me go.”

“Now where is the fun in that? But alas my time is up, I have truly overstayed my welcome. I washed the dishes for you- with my tongue though it was so tempting. And I may have stolen some of your clothes. You will get them back later. For now bye-bye.”

I was left there in silence, in my misery, and I didn’t want to move until I don’t know how many minutes later- my body finally processing what has happened in the past 13 hours. I removed my blindfold, squinting from the light in my eyes. The mess in my house was so saddening and caused an uncomfortable steer in my stomach. There was a mess in every room, every cabinet as if a tornado passed through my home. Even the boxes which I had sealed were opened- I didn't know if there were things that were missing and didn't care enough to find out at the moment. My stalker went through my entire home, I don’t know what he added or what he took but something told me that I shouldn't ask.

It took me all morning into the late afternoon to tidy up and took me a while to heal the wounds on my face and body- removing the seal was another issue not worthy of his dwelling thoughts of self-destruction. That is when the green-hued hand that I was using to heal the wound on my thigh caught my attention, distinctly reminding me of someone I used to know. I missed Tsunade, she would do such a better job than me- she would have had the strength to power through. And if Jiraiya was her, he would have helped me feel better and told his silly jokes even if they were rated R and overly expressive and detailed. The thought gave me a pause, if both were here would I be safer or would I have gone a long time ago? Would I have been the one to leave the village instead of Tsunade and Jiraiya? Would the Leaf Village miss me if I were to suddenly disappear? I have nothing to live for in this life, everyone either abandoned me or ignore me. I didn’t belong and I wasn’t just realizing that. 

There was a knock on my door and I froze. Was my stalker back already? Was there another box for me? Was it, someone from here to save me? So many questions, so many answers, one knock. It turned into two, I was so scared too scared to go and open the door. I didn’t notice words escaping me or how my head held low.

“Orochimaru-sensei, are you alright? You are just sitting there.”

I looked up to see Namikaze Minato- the Yellow Flash of the Hidden Leaf, at such a young age too. Tall, bright blonde hair with sea-blue eyes, and if you looked ever so closely you could see the tiny freckles littering his face likely from being in the sun a lot. That is another thing, the is the man that is a candidate to be next Hokage with him. He knelt in front of me and smiled.

“You need to stop calling me sensei.” I didn't feel worthy of such a title, not at this moment or ever in the last decade or two.

“But you taught me when Jiraiya-sensei isn’t around.”

“I am not your official sensei. And you bothered me enough so I just did it to get rid of you quicker.”

Minato chuckled before jokingly said, “Ok Orochimaru-sensei.”

“What do you need?”

“Oh right, umm. My genin team and I are going on our first B-rank mission tomorrow. And the Hokage said that even though I am a good ninja, I will be going through a battlefield so I need a ninja with experience. So would you accompany me and my team please?”

Before I could register what happened. I saw a smiling Minato leaving through the same door he came from- I forgot I gave him the keys to my abode a while back after Jiraya left to provide a safe space for the confused boy. That is when I blinked back into reality once more. Great now I have to watch out for my stalker and babysit a new jounin and three genins. Life was laughing at me, and Death was once again rearing its ugly head at me. 

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“Orochimaru you are so selfish, why do you always say those things when I try to get Tsunade to date me? If I don’t act now Dan will take her from me.”

“You chase after someone who merely sees you as a friend and not even glance at the one that thinks of you as a lover.”

“Orochimaru I don’t have many friends, you merely see me as an idiot, but at least Tsunade sees me as human.”

“I see you as my idiot.”

“What?”

“Nothing, go break your heart again you buffoon.”

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“So it is true, you do love Jiraiya.”

“Tsunade I don’t want to talk about this.”

“So it is true, why not tell him maybe he will finally get off me.”

“So I will be a pawn to distract Jiraiya for you?”

“No.”

“Bye Tsuna.”

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“Do you miss them sensei?”

“Stop calling me sensei.”

“Sorry.”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“I do not miss them.”

“Why?”

“Because I know they surely don’t miss me.”

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Kakashi’s POV

I have only seen Dad angry a handful of times- well more than a handful if you count his tantrums and his intrusive outbursts. But the anger on Father's face could put even the Hokage in a hesitant stance. He was pacing back and forth in the living room, hands in his hair and his eyes weren't focused at all on his surroundings. Every bad quality of a shinobi was present in this very moment but that is just what happens when a pureblood Hatake gets true mad. He realized a growl followed by a loud howl that caused me to cover my ears in a wince.

He finally paused seeming to register what I told him about my new mission, “My mate agreed to what?”

I sighed, I hated having to repeat myself, “To come with us on our first B-class mission. It will take 4 days to complete- we will be delivering a scroll to the Hidden Waterfall Village- the scroll must be very important if it is ranked B and requires one chunin, two genins and two jonins.”

“He agreed to leave the village because of that." Dad flawed his hands around him frantically. "Man-child? He was hesitant to come to my house when I was merely asking for help.” 

“You weren’t.” I blinked at my Dad.

"You know what I mean." He stopped pacing slowly facing towards me as if he had a fearful and shocking revolution which caused me to be concerned a bit, “Kakashi, Minato is trying to steal my mate from me. He deserves death.”

“My sensei is head over heels for Aunty Kushina, it is a matter of time before they marry each other but they have to wait since they just hit adulthood.” Dad was starting to not make sense again.

My Dad however elected to ignore my comment and continued on his rant, “Why is mate falling in love with someone who is barely mature enough to handle genin but not me? I am like 5 years older than him. Mate is attracted to older men, I should be on his list, not that flashman. I have proven my worth time and time again and he still refuses to acknowledge me.”

“As I said you don’t have to worry, Minato will do anything for Aunty Kushina so I doubt he will drop her for Mother.” 

“Kushina….. Uzumaki. The Kyuubi Jinchuuriki right?” Dad tilted his head ever so slightly in thought.

The mood swings were getting worse as time went on, a mate can only go for so long without their other mate acknowledging their destined partner. In the Hatake Clan, it was an unspoken rule that if you do not believe you are ready to take a mate then do not look for one. I didn't know the whole story and only remembered a little bit about my grandmother and grandfather before they died when I was three. They were both the same as how Dad was now, washing in each other's fluids to claim on one another, cuddling one another, and even outright threatening anyone that wanted to ruin their relationship. But he always remembered how his grandfather was slightly more unhinged while his mother seemed to be on that grew into it. Right now, Dad was looking desperate, the years of knowing who Mother was only to not be able to make an advance on them because of years of war must have been stressful. I admired my dad, he would do anything to get his mate and would do anything to protect them too. This is I understand why Dad is scared for his mate to go on the mission- we were travelling through a war zone after all.

“I think so. Minato-sensei only briefed us about it for our safety.”

I looked into Dad's eyes and saw his eyes light up, “Kakashi will you do me a favour for your little old pa?”

“Dad, what are you scheming?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I think it is time I pay a visit to Miss. Jinchuriki and... Thank her for taking care of you as if you were her child during your years as a genin.” Dad's eyes turned to slits and the smile on his face showed no teeth by seemed to stretch from ear to ear- a wolf's grin.

“I will try to see what I can do.” I shivered, not wanting to be on the receiving end of one of Dad's wrath cycles.

“Thank you.”

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I woke up feeling like I shouldn’t leave for that mission, as if the entire world was telling me to call in sick or something. Waking up to a piercing migraine was not the best start to a morning. It was a slow process of me getting ready, I had to bathe in cold water which failed to wake me up more than it was intended to. Gathering my things and running through a final mental checklist to ensure I was ready for the mission ahead. After getting on my gear specifically made for war because of the territory we will have to cross to get to the Hidden Waterfall Village, it was called for. I tied my headband over my head and looked in the mirror- adjusting my cloak to be more comfortable. Another day alone, going on a mission that wasn’t with my old team from where we were genin. It was a simple jutsu to appear in a flutter of leaves right in time for Minato and his team to arrive at the Hokage’s door.

“Orochimaru-sensei you came just in time.” Minato grinned his usual bright smile- it was too early in the morning to be so chirpy.

“Sensei?! I thought your sensei was the frogman.” a scream from the Uchiha boy that was trailing behind a bit- it was also too early in the morning to be so loud.

“Well yes, Jiraiya-sensei is my original sensei since I was his assigned genin team. But while he was gone Orochimaru-sensei was there for me. I am only showing respect.”

I saw them looking at me up and down before stepping back a bit, seeming to have remembered that I was a Legendary Sannin, “Call me Orochimaru-san please.”

“I will think about it.” Minato grinned even more before laughing.

“Morning Orochimaru-san.” a girl with a bright smile and brown hair bowed towards me- at least one of us is at a reasonable volume.

“Morning.” I turned to realize that Sakumo’s child was there. I forgot he was a part of the team.

“Ok, we will meet the Hokage for our mission instructions then it is off to deliver that scroll."

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Within the crack of dawn, we were jumping through the trees on our way to the Hidden Waterfall Village. It was a quiet affair and even though we were met with few ninjas we were mostly alright. Other than that, what was his name Obito? Obito got a cut on his cheek from almost getting beheaded by a ninja only to have Kakashi swing in a roundhouse kick the man away from his teammate. Oh to be in a team you could trust to go into the world with the innocence and shelteredness of living behind the walls of Konoha. The night quickly came and this was the problem that arose which I should have thought of. Sleeping arrangements. 

“Ok, so we have how many tents and sleeping bags?” Minato asked his younglings.

“Tents?” I asked still tending to the fire in front.

Minato turned to me in quick succession, “Yeah, we can’t sleep out in the open.”

I slowly blinked hoping it hid my perplexed emotions well because I begged to differ since that is what I was always accustomed to. Why sleep in tents when if you need to defend yourself when you get attacked, you are limited in your movements to respond quickly? Tents had one opening and the enemy would come from that open so where would I go, to that said opening? No, I would be asking for injury- one that could easily be avoided by simply not sleeping in a tent.

“I thought we carried three tents, why do we only have one?” The girl who goes by Rin asked.

“Obito, did you forget to carry the tent again?” Kakashi asked the Uchiha annoyed.

“I swear I placed it at my door this morning.” Obito was screaming frustratedly- simply too loud for a ninja so far out of Fire Country.

“Idiot.” Kakashi scoffed causing Obito to squeal in return.

“Orochimaru-san didn’t you carry a tent?” Minato asked politely.

I folded my hands in my sleeve, “Well, I usually sleep in a sleeping bag, not inside a tent. That luxury was reserved for escort missions or recon missions that would take weeks to months to complete, not simple missions such as this. So I thought it would be too much luggage to carry.”

“Well it can not be helped, Kakashi, Obito and Rin you guys share the tent, Orochimaru-sensei and I will sleep outside.”

“Are you guys going to have to sleep close to each other for warmth?” Obito blurted out which caused me to freeze.

“Maybe.” Minato laughed aloud.

The kids quickly cleaned themselves up for bed and got into the tent, while Minato and I finalized the traps we set up around the camp, quickly outing the fire properly because both prepared to rest for the night. I volunteered for the first watch much to Minato's disagreement but I felt with all the things happening recently I wouldn't be able to fall asleep as yet. There were too many thoughts about my stalker floating in my head, questions I wanted and needed answers to. I wanted to pick them apart and figure it out- my scientific mind was currently running on overdrive. I looked towards Minato shifting in his sleeping bag and he finally sat up with a sigh.

“You cold?” I asked.

“No, just jittery. We are getting closer to a war front between the Stone and the Rain.”

I nodded slowly, “Understandable. If it helps, I too am jittery.”

“Really?”

“I am not made of iron, so I do feel human emotions.”

Minato blinked before letting out a huff, “The way you put it you don’t sound human at all.”

“I guess, when you have known war and fear your entire life, you get numb in the end.”

Minato turned towards me and I glanced at him from the side, his eyes filled with hidden sadness and sadly pity, "I don't know if this means much to you but even though Sensei and Princess Tsunade aren’t here. I am, so if you want to talk you can.”

I thought for a bit and was about to give my answer when Minato and I turned our heads hearing one of our noise traps set off.

“LOOK OUT!” Minato jumped out of the way of the attack.

I turned just in time to get pushed back into a tree, The screams of the genin as they were startled awake and the smoke and dust in the air were distracting. When the smoke cleared, there stood someone, with their face covered, two swords in his hand ready to fight. I took out a kunai calling Minato's name, to tell him to ready himself for battle only to not get a response in return. Instead, I was met with two small hands gripping my vest and Kakashi standing in a battle-ready stance. Something wasn't right and looking around I found the problem immediately- Minato wasn't there anymore. I stood there as the figure dragged their swords along the ground walking towards us from across the clearing. I wondered for a fraction of a second, how the hell I was going to protect a team of younglings with a missing Minato and a rogue ninja ready to kill us on site. The migraine from this morning seemed to amplify and at that moment, I didn't know what to do in the situation at all but I knew my priority was getting the team out of harm's way and he thought of the most stupid plan that it might work.

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“Death has always been following me, from my family to my friends, I wonder when it will reach me?”

“Stop speaking so negatively, We will always be here for you, right Tsunade?”

“No questions asked.”

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“Orochimaru, talk to me. I am your sensei. I can help if you open up.”

“I am fine sensei, just tired.”

“Then why don’t you sleep?”

“Because I fear that if I close my eyes my fears will haunt me."

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“Kakashi I think I just found my mate.”

“Really father who?”

“You know the snake sannin?”

“Orochimaru-san?”

“Yes, doesn’t he look beautiful and lovely?”

“What about the rumours that he likes someone else?”

“I will find that person and erase them immediately.”

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Fear was something Orochimaru was familiar with, that dreadful tingling feeling that runs down your spine as if insects were there. The sudden chill crashed against his skin no matter how hot it might be. The drying of his mouth, the saliva no longer being enough to do its job. The slight shaking yet numbness of feeling hopelessly drained and utterly pushed into a corner. A dark corner surrounded by the thing that he fear with no means of escape. Apart from his mind wanting to give up at that moment, a part of him wanted to just accept his incoming faith- no one shall mourn him and no one cares for him so why should he stay? But the tugging of his clothes brought him back to reality, the shallow hiccups of the Uchiha boy and the girl behind him rang in his head until it hurt. Even if his life was almost a small candle compared to its once bright inferno. He had to protect the next generation, he had to protect the bonds they had so it wouldn't end up like his faith. He had to fight until his last breath to have the next generation get a better start than he ever did.

“Stand behind me,” Orochimaru whispered to the genins feeling them scramble to stay out of sight of the person that slowly creped towards us. 

Taking a deep breath in to calm his nerves, grabbing a kunai and three senbons laced with paralysis poison. Orochimaru slowly shuffled away from the target lightly pushing the team behind him to do the same. Shuffling them backwards to appear as if we were trapped, but Orochimaru had a small plan. It was a new moon which means there was little light out and the forest was thick enough for them to slip and make a run for it. They will just have to rely on their instincts, even if theirs might not be honed yet- they would have a better chance of survival. There didn't seem to be anyone else so he little shifted his head still keeping the target in his line of sight while looking to see if the genins were ready to make a break for it. Glancing towards them seeing Rin and Obito shaking in fear while Kakashi looked calm yet agitated. 

“Kakashi, you will be the leader now, I want you to disregard this mission for now." Kakashi's eyes widened hearing that but before he could protest Orochimaru continued. "I want you to run to the closest village here and hide there. Don’t you dare try something, I will meet you there and from there we will find Minato.”

Kakashi seemed to shift back and forth seeming to want to stand by Orochimaru's side to fight and not be seen as a whimp who ran away without trying.

"Kakashi, some battles aren't worth fighting, sometimes every retreat is a strategic advancement. Once everything is clear then we can go but we do not know the strength of our enemy and It would be dangerous for me to fight while always watching you in case he tries to use you to cause me to drop my guard." Orochimaru placed a small palm on his head softly smiling despite the worry in his eyes. "Please protect your friends while you have them and run."

Kakashi slowly turned, grabbing both his teammates' hands, “Yes.”

“What about you?” Rin grabbed hold of me.

“I will be fine." Orochimaru responded.

"But-" Obito started.

"On my mark.”

The figure roared out loud and we got pushed back even more due to the amount of chakra that was pushed into the environment from it, “NOW!”

Orochimaru watched as the trio quickly turned before sprinting into the forest behind me. He smiled before turning quickly to block a high attack from the target. Steadying himself with chakra before deflecting the attack. But the enemy quickly recovered before charging at him again, Orochimaru bent as the target tried to behead him. Using the same momentum, he twirled on his hands and kicked them back. Orochimaru quickly realized the disadvantage he was in and quickly regurgitated the Kusanagi Sword and blocked another attack. It seemed this person didn’t use ninjutsu or taijutsu when they fought, but their kenjutsu was awful compared to him. In a matter of minutes, Orochimaru disarmed the target with a well-placed blade twirling in his arms and pulling it from the other's grasp. After a few swings, Orochimaru tripped them and he went behind pinning them to the ground. Orochimaru took off their mask and was shocked to see Kushina lying there. Looking over he body he realized that her eyes were dull and forced her out of the genjutsu she was affected by. 

“It’s just me Kushina, calm down.”

Kushina blinked a bit before gasping, “Where are we?”

“Between Suna and Konoha borders, what are you doing out here?” Orochimaru eased off her to help her up on their feet.

Kushina rubbed her head and grimaced as if she was hit, “I don’t know, the last thing I remembered was being chased by a man, then I was drugged, then I locked in a room, a man telling me to have Minato mind his own business, then dark. I can’t remember the man’s face.”

Orochimaru froze a bit, and now it all made sense, he wondered why the feeling of someone looking at him didn't cease even after they left the village. Orochimaru was starting to think he needed mental health and was planning to make an appointment with resident Yamanaka to help him sort his mess out. He thought that the stalker who had been haunting him before was just a plain creep willing to get up in his personal space but he didn't know they were insane to the point of hurting the people around him who were more colleagues, associates, students than friends. Everything that was happening, the reason why Kushina is confused, Minato is missing and the children having to run for their lives was all because of him. His stalker attacked Minato and Kushina because of him. If he hadn't come would they have been alright, would they have been able to complete their mission? 

“Sorry.” Orochimaru was surprised when the word slipped past his lips.

“You weren’t the cause of it. We need to find Minato, then the children and get out of here.”

They both heard a rustle and quickly turned to the sound, readying themselves for another battle. Only to see a flash of blonde hair and enlarged blue eyes.

“RUN!”

We both saw a bloody Minato run towards us, before we could react properly maybe to ask him how has he not collapsed from bloodless yet. He hooked both his arms around us and ran with us in the same direction the children went before. Orochimaru blinked from having the wind knocked out of him by Minato's sudden movements, only to hear trees tumbling to the ground shattered from the force the person chancing after us was landing on them.

“Where are you Yellow Flash, you can’t escape me!” the blurred figure yelled into the night.

There was a blast of lightning and Minato came crashing down with me and Kushina. Orochimaru quickly got up, taking Minato and shifting him onto my back before he grabbed Kushina's hand to jump with her away from the feet of someone stomping into the ground with so much chakra and strength it left a crater where they stood. Orochimaru saw Minato throw his arms around him holding on tightly as he could with what little strength and chakra he had left. Orochimaru tried hard not to look as one of Minato's hands was cut off and the other hand’s fingers gone.

“Minato what happened to you?” Kushina asked finally having caught up to the situation.

“That madman cut off my hand, he cut off my hand when I tried to use Rasengan on him. Then he cut off my fingers when I tried to reach for my kunais. I was so frightened by him disarming me so quickly that I froze up and almost got myself beheaded. Although maybe when I get back to Konoha they can reattach it, I collected them as they got cut off.” Minato spoke with a slur and drag of his voice.

"Minato try to stay awake ok."

“I am sorry,” Orochimaru repeated this time he meant to say it.

“This isn’t your fault sensei.” Minato squeezed him even hard as if trying to emphasize his point.

Orochimaru sighed before speaking “It is, I have a feeling I know who the person chasing us is.”

“Who?”

“My stalker." Orochimaru felt the stares of Minato and Kushina. "There is too much to explain at this moment but long story short they are psychopaths on steroids.”

Kushina asked, “You have a stalker. Why haven't you told anyone? Someone could have helped, it could have been an enemy spying on you to kill you.”

“No, I knew it wasn't that besides when I tried to tell people they wouldn't;t believe me.”

“There you are!”

Orochimaru felt a sudden appearance of a chakra signature behind him and quickly turned around to block the attack and prevent Minato from getting any more hurt than he already was. With the momentum of the kick, Orochimaru and Minato rolled onto the ground and slammed against a tree trunk that broke. The tree branches fell and they pinned a too-weak Minato to the ground. Kushina quickly ran to get the branches off Minato while Orochimaru turned to face the person he always dreaded to acknowledge existed- his stalker. The man had a soft growl- or maybe that was a purr, emitting from him. Seeing them desperate must have set something off in the deranged madman.

“Finally, the cat and mouse are over. Now to finish you off.”

“Stop!”

Everyone watched as Orochimaru got up and trodden towards the man, Kushina yelling for Orochimaru to not do anything rash. But in Orochimaru's head, the sudden confidence he gained from all the nervousness and shock and fear went to his head. So now he was left with anger and pure frustration in the situation. The man who had his face half covered smiled showing all the rows of sharp teeth in his mouth. The man raised his hand to his face and for a split second Orochimaru prepared himself to be smacked across the clearing. But the stalker simply took Orochimaru's hair and lightly pet it. It caused Orochimaru to freeze, how could this man who gave him so much torment and instability have the audacity to stroke him as if they were long lovers? 

“Leave them alone." I pushed his hand away. "You want me right? You can have me if you let them and the children go.

The man tilted his head, he leaned closer to his face and Orochimaru had to use every ounce of his will to not back away. The stalker raised his hand again and lightly caressed his cheek before roughly grabbing his chin and making him look up.

“You never said this before? I wonder what changed your mind?”

“You went after people who have no deal between us." Orochimaru cursed.  "This man has no romantic attraction to me the woman you see before you is his fiance so leave them alone.”

The stalker scrawled. “You don’t know that, he was trying to steal you away from me I bet you that is why he asked you specifically to come on this mission.”

“No, you are a sick man. I only love Kushina, Orochimaru is only a teacher to me.” Minato choked up.

"He took me here because we would be passing through a war zone." Orochimaru sighed before looking up at the man again. "You heard him, please leave them alone.” He pleaded.

“Prove it. “ The man glanced over to a cliff that was nearby. “Push them off that cliff.”

Orochimaru's eyes widened before slapping the man's hands off his face and taking a couple of steps backwards, “No! Are you insane?!”

The stalker gave a deeper frown, “Then you are hiding something from me, Lovely.”

“I am not, I am my person I don’t have to tell you anything-”

There was a loud slap that vibrated the air around and echoed in the silence that followed. Minato and Kushina grasped as Orochimaru's head was turned to the side and watched as he fell unto his side. They all heard the force of that slap and knew that Orochimaru might have gotten a concussion from it. The stalker grabbed Orochimaru by his shoulders forcing him to stand up again before raising his hand and instead of punching him on the same side of his face. That time Orochimaru fell to the ground and placed up his arms to guard his face from another punch which never came.

“Orochimaru just do what he says.”

“NO!” Orochimaru cried out with a shakey voice.

Stalker sighed, before walking passed Orochimaru towards Kushina who was still trying to remove a large trunk from Minato's back, “Fine, I guess I have to do it myself.”

Orochimaru turned over and grabbed onto the legs of the man getting kicked in the face, but before he could get up again he was kicked into the stomach sending him towards Kushina. Kushina took a healing hand even though she didn't trust herself to heal, she could at least try to help Orochimaru with his concussion to help them survive longer. everyone glanced towards the stalker who pulled a large sledgehammer from a scroll and walked towards them menacingly. He raised it above his head and Orochimaru fearing that the stalk was going to try to crack their skull opened and pushed Kushina out of the way. But the stalker smirked not even blinking at what Orochimaru did still carrying his sledgehammer down. He had forgotten that he was the ultimate target. Orochimaru felt a shock of pain run up his body and he screamed at the top of his lungs from the pain that cause him to shake.

“Stop! You are hurting him.”

Kushina got up to fight back but she hadn't expected to have to block the stalker swinging the hammer around- Kushina placed up her arms and was pushed away from them. Several cracks came from her and Orochimaru realized that she broke her arms trying to block his attack instead of dodging it. The man turned towards Orochimaru smirking before slamming the hammer on his other leg before stopping. The stalker allowed the hammer to fall out of his grasp, slowly pushing the tree trunk off Minato and grabbing both him and Kushina by the hair. Orochimaru blinked watching the man walk towards the cliff and no matter the pain and him floating in and out of consciousness, he tried to crawl towards them. For the first time in a long time, Orochimaru just lay there crying feeling defeated, he didn’t make any sound as he cried- no noise even make out of his mouth as the Stalker strolled over to him and smiled in such a loving way.

“You see what you made me do?" Bending down and lightly patting his head. "Why can’t you listen and obey? Now I wonder if I broke you too soon. Don’t worry I will put you all together again and then break you into the lovely I want you to be."

The stalker continued to stare before quickly gathering his things, placing everything in a bag that went over his shoulders. He walked towards Orochimaru seeing how Orochimaru seemed to be frozen in place no matter the river of tears falling down his face.

"If you are wondering I won’t go after that team and Minato and Kushina are fine, that was a ditch, not a cliff." The stalker looked even deeper into eh golden eyes that shifted to look at him as if trying to see if he was lying or not. You have to promise me that from now on you won’t try to run away from me ok or others will be hurt. Promise?”

The stalker smiled even wider seeing Orochimaru slowly nodding his head. He bent down and took off his mask and watched Orochimaru staring at him with bewilderment.

“Sakumo?!” a broken whisper escaped his mouth.

“Hello mate, we will live happily ever after from now on. Just you, me and Kakashi, and we will be the best and happiest family ever.”

Orochimaru didn't know how to react at all, he was still in a state of shock after all. All this time, he was with the stalker, he was trapped since the very beginning. When he went to the man's house when he said he could come over anytime he would like. Orochimaru was starting to wonder how many things in his life he thought to be true weren't. He didn't care for how Sakumo was travelling through the forest carrying him bridal style as if they just married. He didn't care, how despite the pain he couldn't feel his legs and could feel them tug on his pelvis as they flopped uselessly. He didn't care anymore, he lost it- Orochimaru realized quickly that no one was going to save him. Despite never wanting to admit it, he was truly alone.

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Orochimaru's POV

"We are home," Sakumo spoke softly as he landed in front of his house.

He carried me towards the entrance, shifting me a bit to place his palm on the door without dropping me. There was a warm wave as seals appeared on the door before disappearing as they came to life. Once inside I was met with warmth from the cold night air. He placed me on the ground sitting upright, causing me to grunt painfully as my legs shifted. He hadn't looked at me since leaving Minato and Kushina to suffer, but he was so gentle when removing my shoes. How could he do something so sweet to me as he looked at how mangled my legs were? He took off his shoes as well, scooped me up and carried me into the bathroom. He used his foot to move a small stool in front of the mirror, placing me down on it once more. Glancing into the mirror between the strands of my hair, I looked like a ghost. I shivered as he started to undress me, first my headband, then my jacket and shirt. Going down to my pants, I cried when he started moving them. The pain was unfathomable and brought small tears to my eyes. 

"This wouldn't have happened if you just followed my orders in the first place. Your legs would still be intact and you wouldn't be wiggling from the pain."

I threw my head back, trying to control my breathing as the pants finally came off. The pain that erupted through my body hurt so much that it was the only thing I felt; the only thing that my mind seemed to focus on. Once he was done, he took me up and slowly lowered me into the bathtub. Turning the pipe letting warm water slowly fill the tub. He walked away quickly taking off his clothes, before joining the bath behind me. He carried me on his lap and proceeded to wash my hair. The rubbing motion felt so comforting, he held me so intimately- that is when it finally sank in that I was kidnapped and being held here against my will. I felt my body start to violently shake as I sobbed loudly in the tub. I didn't dare thrash or even throw punches, all my energy was sent into crying. All the emotions: frustration, fear, anger, denial, and confusion were falling off me in waves. The only thing I registered was feeling Sakumo turn me towards him- hugging me so tightly in his arms. I hated it all, I hated feeling weak, I hated the suffering, and this man was all of it yet he dared to try to comfort me. But I hated the most how I melted into his embrace.

I never knew when I fell asleep, or how I fell asleep but that night I decided to just take whatever he gave me, from bathing me to putting on clothes on my back, to feeding me, to entertaining me. For three days this routine continued, and I just let it. I was no longer Orochimaru Snake Sage Legendary Sannin of the Hidden Leaf. Now I was just a fallen shinobi, a nobody who won't be remembered, a nobody that will rot in my prison. My world was dull, without light, all my light being drained and to think I just accepted it as how it was. My legacy was officially tarnished.

Sakumo's POV

I stared at Orochimaru as he sat at the table staring at a single page for the past 17 minutes, I was busy cooking lunch for the both of us but his expression was captivating to me. I washed my hands, completely drying them with a towel before walking over to him. He didn't move when I situated beside him but he flinched away from me when I placed my hand on his shoulders. He had gotten into a habit of hiding behind his hair and keeping his eyes low whenever I was around him. I sighed before grabbing his cheeks and forcing him to look me in the eye. The dullness in his eyes, the loss of the bright flames that held in them, wasn't there anymore. Now they were like dirty porcelain useless if not clean. Yet they had their charms, the fear and submission, the underlining hidden lust deep inside them was calling towards me. He trembled in my grasp as I made him look at me, Orochimaru shook as he watched me, seeming to wait for something bad to happen to him. It almost made me feel something more for him. It made me feel so... so...

"Warm, Lovely. You make me feel so warm, whole... so good."

Orochimaru froze, hearing me say that, quickly turning away.

"So beautiful, with the fear in your eyes towards me, finally an acceptable emotion I can relish in. So magnificent, I want to hear you scream again just like how you did back in the forest three days ago."

Orochimaru tried to free his face from my grasp, thrashing and pulling. In the process of his struggle, he accidentally moved his legs unnecessarily. I pushed him onto the ground before grabbing his legs and squeezing them tightly. I saw him throw his head back, teeth clenched together, grabbing my hands to let go. He panted and gasped as I tightened my grasp until his arms fell to his side knowing that he wasn't allowed to touch me without my permission. From time to time choking on the pain, wiggling to break free only to cry out in agonizing pain. I am so glad neither he nor I have good healing chakra that will make shit way worse than it was originally. It made me so so aroused by him, that I couldn't help but kiss him, stealing the air that he tried to hold so much. I kissed him so passionately, that even I felt shivers down my spine as his tongue occasionally rubbed against mine. I pulled back looking at his blushing face, seeing a bit of colour coming back in his eyes. I chuckled loudly before going to his neck and scent him, I rubbed against him violently, hearing soft moans coming from him as I rubbed our lower regions together.

"Wait, Sakumo. Wait. No."

"I am craving you, Lovely."

I moved my hands from his legs, seeing him go limp giving me enough time to tear off his articles of clothing, proceeding to kiss his chest as it moved up and down from his desperate breaths. I went to one of his nipples, enclosing my lips around them to suck them until they were hard as a rock. I shivered feeling his hands squeeze mine in desperation- his arms didn't move as if he was confused about what he wanted. I couldn't help but glance up towards him watching Orochimaru violently quiver underneath me. I went lower to his underwear, which I used my teeth to pull off his legs. Orochimaru had taken the time to kick me in the face, and I groaned from the pain he caused me, it was even more arousing watching him run away- or at least crawl away from me. I chuckled, walking to the door, he was trying to crawl to and opened it. I watched as Orochimaru's eyes widened, and he dragged himself to the door. I watched as his face fell when he realized we weren't actually at the Hatake House but in a cabin that was built to match the house. But that didn't seem to deter him, I saw when he took a deep breath in.

"PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP ME! HELP! ME! I AM BEING HELD AGAINST MY WILL! PLEASE SOMEONE! ANYBODY! HELP!"

I chuckled as I watched tears streaming down his face as he screamed, he screamed until his face got red and his voice hoarser than it already was. I sighed as I saw him trying to get further out of the house than I would have liked- I wasn't going to tell him about the private seals just yet. I placed my right foot onto his back and pressed him to the ground. His head fell into his arms and I could hear the harsh cry of his sobbing. I bent down to him, grasping his face, seeing how beautiful the tears, and puffy red eyes made him look. I flipped him on his back, ignoring his kicks and cries for freedom, but only stayed still until he ran out of energy. He lay on the floor, looking at me while panting his heart out. 

"Why?" He paused as he hiccupped. "Why me?"

"Because you are my mate."

I slowly pushed apart his legs, exposing his pretty little hole to me, I spat on it seeing him shiver as it touched him. I took a finger gently rubbing the saliva into him, Scissoring him and watching his expression struggle to keep a straight face. I spat once more at my cock before positioning myself at his entrance. It wasn't the best prep I have done but I will just consider it punishment for him- my desperation vibrating off me.

"I love you so much Orochimaru." I moaned as I slowly pushed myself into him.

Through his cries, I heard a soft, "I hate you so much Hatake."

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Hiruzen's POV

The morning was already horrible, it started raining while I was coming to work and I had no umbrella to shelter me from getting soaked. My secretary called out sick, the cat that I usually feed before coming into work was missing and now I realized I left my lunch at home. This day certainly could not get any worse until a ninja stormed into my office, seemingly scared out of his witts. I sighed trying to rub the migraine I was having away.

"What is it now?"

"Hokage, Minato-san's squad returned but."

"But what?"

"It is very bad."

"Explain."

"Minato squad is currently severely injured from the mission. This morning Kakashi Hatake, Rin Nohra and Obito Uchiha, though having minor injuries such as a broken arm and sprained ankle, dragged back a disoriented and heavily injured Minato, and Kushina who is nursing a concussion. Kakashi said that they were attacked by an unidentified man, from an affiliated village saying he wanted revenge on Minato sir."

"Didn't I send Orochimaru on that mission? Where is Orochimaru?"

"We sent a search team to locate him sir, but according to Kakashi, they left him to fight off the enemy and when they went to retrieve him, his tracks went to a dead-end cliff. Kakashi explains that Orochimaru might have been injured during the attack- but he also says that with the way Orochimaru was long injured and sick. Kakashi thinks."

"Yes?"

"Hokage-sama, Orochimaru might have died."

The pipe I held in my mouth fell with a heavy thud on the ground, I froze from the news it couldn't be. it just couldn't.

"You go get some more ninjas in that search party and go search for Orochimaru and make sure to carry him back alive!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

The ninja ran out of the room and I fell back into my chair staring into space.

"Tsunade and Jiraiya are going to kill me."

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Pain, unbearable excruciating pain, that was all Orochimaru felt when he woke up but what could he do? Being trapped in the same small cabin out in the middle of nowhere with no will to escape can change a person. He counted and waited but for some reason, Sakumo wasn't back yet.

"48hrs, 12mins and 34secs and counting." Orochimaru whispered.

Sakuma had been gone for that long, honestly, Orochimaru didn't know if he should have been relieved or frightened by it. Days had gone by with Sakuma never leaving his side and never allowing him out of his sight. Days since he was taken and worried to his core if Minato, Kushina and the children made it back to Konoha safely. Days to have Sakumo dote over him, causing it to briefly slip his mind that he was royally disabled. Looking at his legs, they were getting better- they still looked as if they rivalled pancakes but Orochimaru was proud to say that he was able to walk when leaning against the wall for support. Well, that was until Sakumo saw him and tripped him, in a way that ended up spraining his ankle.

"Sakumo never gave me permission to walk did he?" 

Crawling ever so slowly to the kitchen, every single day Orochimaru cleaned and made food- in hopes that when Sakumo got back from whatever he did wouldn't get beaten like last time. Sakumo had one day come in drunk and screamed at him- yelling how an obedient stay-at-home omega shouldn't have him come home to a dirty house and no food to eat. Orochimaru had begged to differ, yes he could cook and clean but he was no slave. At that moment in time, it didn't feel like it but was a skilled fighter and felt like being treated like a trophy wife wasn't in his resume. Little did he know a drunk Sakumo wasn't a patient Sakumo- the black eye he had gotten had hurt for weeks. Orochimaru knew that every couple of days Sakumo would leave the cabin and put a seal on both the cabin and Orochimaru that could cause him to get violently electrocuted if he stepped foot outside. Orochimaru had found that out the hard way, after watching Sakumo activate both the seals before throwing him outside. Watching him scream, vomit and shake violently from the volts running through his veins. Afterwards, Sakumo had taken him back in the house and whispered sweet-nothings to him. 

'It is for your good, I can't have you going out there in danger when you are so hopeless. I can't always protect you so you have to live like this ok?' Sakumo said before kissing him

"Sakumo should have been back by now. It has been more than a day." He said sitting at the door frame, not being outside but waiting on Sakumo like the man wanted him to be.

Orochimaru was tired and recently all he wanted to do was sleep, that was how he spent most of his days anyway. Whenever he wasn't needed, he would go to someone dark, quiet and cold and just fall asleep. Sakumo had once thought he had run away and had torn the entire house up thinking that he escaped. Orochimaru remembered the day when he was woken up by a loud feral howl and had crawled out of the closet he was hiding in. He had simply crawled to the door and watched Sakumo until the man saw that it was indeed him and he did not run away. Sakumo stared at him in shock and cried. That night Sakumo had cuddled towards him so tightly that Orochimaru couldn't move at all for hours. 

"Hello is anyone home?" a knock rang through the room.

Orochimaru froze, he turned to the door that he had started crawling away from and stared. Was that his imagination? Was he so desperate to escape that he started imagining being helped?

"It seems like anyone is here. As a matter of fact, it looks as if it has been abandoned." that voice sounded familiar.

"You think we could say here the night then?"

Orochimaru watched as the door rattled which caused him to finally move. He quickly crawled out of fear, if Sakumo found out that he allowed strangers to see him, he wouldn't hear the end of it. Orochimaru didn't want anyone to lose their lives because of him. He didn't want anyone else to get injured or lose limbs because of him. While crawling, he hit against a table in the hallway and groaned as a vase fell beside him. He heard the people at the door rushing to get the door open. Orochimaru hurried and opened a hidden hiding space Sakumo told him about in case situations like this happened. He grabbed the board and situated it just before he heard the door forced open. He shivered and used his hands to cover his mouth as he cried. 

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"There is no one here." A large untamed white-haired man spoke to his team. "I could have sworn I heard movement."

"Jiraya-san, I did tell you I didn't smell anything did I?" Another white-haired man spoke up but his hair was pulled into a simply low ponytail.

"Sigh, I told you that Sakumo-san would smell if someone was here. If he said that no one was here, then no one is there." I short black-haired man spoke up. "But looking at it now, I don't think this place is abandoned."

"Did your Sharingan pick something up Fugaku-san?" A woman with blond hair spoke.

"Mhmm." Fugaku looked around for a bit before spotting a hair on the ground. "Found something."

Fugaku turned to the others, and they slowly gathered around him. There in his hand was a long, shiny strand of black hair and looking at it they got their hopes up.

"You think this could be his hair?" Jiraya asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

"It sure looks like it. To think after 3months of no leads we finally found one. Orochimaru was here, I know his hair from anywhere." Tsunade smiled taking the hair and looking at it closely before frowning. "Though it seems weak and lacks what a normal hair strength is supposed to be. From the looks of it, he is very malnourished."

"Yeah, it looks like there is some breakage." Fugaku looked closer. "I can look for some other clues."

"Something smells of iron." Sakumo took a good whiff of the air. "Blood, I smell blood."

"Blood?" Tsunade froze up and only slightly calmed down when Jiraya rubbed the small of her back for comfort.

"Fugaku search upstairs, Jiraya you take the basement, Tsunade the surroundings and I will search this area. If Orochimaru was here then we will know." Sakumo said.

Sakumo waited a bit for a bit and when he was sure he was out of eyesight and earshot. He opened a small compartment that was in the stairs and took out a rope, a piece of cloth and a gag. He took them up and went knocking on the walls before hearing a hollow area pulling on the wooden plank and smirking. Sakumo smiled widely as he saw Orochimaru staring up at him in fear. Holding up the rope and watching as Orochimaru squirmed to get away really did something to him.

"I can't have you giving us away now, can I? So I got a gift for you."

"Please Sakumo," Orochimaru whispered. "I will be quiet promise."

"I know you will, I will make sure of that."

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"Did you find anything?" 

They were all not sitting in the supposed living room of the cabin, they were all now sitting around the things they all collected: Fugaku had found torn clothing that was covered in bodily fluid and according to Tsunade there were blood and urine stains. Jiraya had found metal cuffs that had blood and pieces of skin remains on them. Tsunade had found multiple traps and seals surrounding the cabin that either locked or prevented people from coming near the cabin. Sakumo had found in the kitchen leftover food and a drawer filled with different drugs and poisons. Sitting there in the living room did not paint a good picture of what possibly happened to Orochimaru. Looking at it now, it seems as if whoever took Orochimaru had kept him here for a long time. 

However, that didn't answer the question of who took Orochimaru as a prisoner, and where were both of them now. But it did answer why Konoha had not received a ransom note from any of the villages, or any bounty hunters. Whatever happened in this cabin, the people or person were acting on their own accord and had no intention of returning Orochimaru or even having the end goal of killing him. The cabin had everything the residents needed to survive on their own, a garden in the back growing vegetables and fruits, access to a river for water, lanterns for lighting, bedding, clothes, food, everything. This was someone trying to make Orochimaru live with them for however long they wanted him to stay. 

"This just got even more serious than before," Tsunade whispered.

"Don't lose hope yet Tsunade. We promised Sensei, Minato-kun, Kushina-kun and the kids that we would bring him back home." Jiraya clasped her hands. "Even if the bastard is going through all this, we will find him and bring the people responsible to justice."

"The anbu are going to have a warm time with them with all this evidence we have gathered. Sakumo could one of your summons deliver what we found so far back to Konoha?" Fugaku asked.

Sakumo stared at the things blankly with an unreadable emotion on his face. He was only brought back when Fugaku had raised his voice louder grabbing the attention from not only Sakumo but Jiraya and Tsunade as well. Sakumo had looked up with anger then confusion on his face. Before looking away in embarrassment, the others were drawn back from his expression.

"Sorry, yeah sure I can do that," Sakumo whispered.

"Wait a minute." Jiraya suddenly spoke up before looking closely at Sakumo.

The tension in the air had increased, what was Jiraya getting at now? Did Tsunade have to get ready to punch Jiraya for asking something dumb? Did Fugaku have to activate his Sharingan to quickly deflect whatever fight was about to break out? Jiraya narrowed his eyes before raising his hand in the air, everyone got ready for some kind of fight to break out even when Sakumo had moved his hand to his bag to grab a kunai. But the only thing that occurred was everyone's shock as Jiraya slammed his hand against Sakumo's back causing the man to release a loud gasp.

"I know that face from anywhere, you like Orochimaru don't you?!"

There was silence for a bit before loud 'What' rang through the room. Followed by a scream as Tsunade punched Jiraya in the head and a sigh coming from Fugaku.

"Jiraya don't say random stuff like that. Besides how would you know that? You haven't even stepped into the village until Sensei called you for this mission." Tsunade screamed.

"Like you are any better, you ignored the letter Sensei set and then proceeded to add yourself to this search team because you didn't want to step foot in Konoha yourself," Jiraya exclaimed. "Besides look at his face, I wasn't wrong look at his face."

Looking at what Jiraya said, everyone turned to Sakumo and was startled to see how red Sakumo's face was. 

"How did you...?" Sakumo started but seemed too in shock to finish.

"Cause I have had that look on my face before. The face you make when someone you care about is in danger and you would do anything to get them back to you safely." Kiraya elaborated.

"I thought Sakumo was married? Don't you have a kid too?" Tsunade asked.

"Oh, you didn't hear what happened cause you were out of the village," Fugaku said.

"What happened?"

"I don't think that is my story to tell." 

Sakumo sighed before saying, "A couple of years back after my wife had our son, she went missing with no traces of her whereabouts. Years I had tried looking for her and after some time the Hokage pronounced her missing for 2 years as her being dead. Little by little people stopped helping me search for her, there were only two people who still helped me look for my wife: Fugaku-san and Orochimaru-kun." Sakumo then closed his eyes as a tear fell down his cheek. "Even after all that, they were the only ones that helped only for..." Sakumo paused as his face fell into his hands.

Everyone could tell he was trying to be strong especially not wanting the subject to switch to him while they were all trying to look for Orochimaru. 

"After years of searching, her body shows up on the outskirts of Cloud Village territory. Her body showed signs of years of torture and pain- her face contoured into agonizing horror. Years she suffered until she was no longer of use to her captors. I just fear that the same thing is happening to Orochimaru right now. While we struggle to find him, he suffers every day. He helped me over all those years of pain and suffering and helped me to feel less lonely and desperate as a single parent. I only discovered my feelings after I came back from a mission and heard that he was gone." Sakumo removed his hands from his face and blinked away the tears still left. "I can't have the same thing happen again. Which is why I joined this team to help search for him."

"I am sorry for your loss," Tsunade whispered.

"No need, I am comforted that my deceased wife is finally at peace in the afterlife after all those years. I would rather her be dead than in pain because of being married to me."

"Don't worry Sakumo, Jiraya and Tsunade. I may not have known Orochimaru outside missions and meetings but I can tell that they give their all for Konoha and it is our due as Konoha shinobi to bring back our comrades home no matter what. If there is a chance that Orochimaru is still alive then we will find him." Fugaku promised.

"Right, I can feel it we are that much closer to finding him I can feel it," Jiraya spoke up. "But now it raises a question, what do you even see in that snake bastard- AH!"

"While you stop disrespecting Oro each chance you get?! Seriously what has Orochimaru ever done to you?!"

"A lot of things, uptight bastard thinks he so smart and untouchable."

"But isn't he recognized as a once-in-a-generation genius?" Fugaku asked.

"Yeah but that doesn't make him smart now does it."

"Jiraya, you aren't making any sense again," Sakumo said. "Orochimaru is... Lovely in every day know to the world." Sakumo had a dopey look on his face.

"Ew, he down bad for him." Jiraya got up and started walking to the kitchen of the cabin. "I will not have my friend be given to a man I barely know and has years on us, I know what is good for my friend so I know... OOF!"

A loud thud rang through the cabin as Jiraya fell on his back in an ungrateful fashion. This had caused Tsunade to laugh her ass off as Fugaku and Sakumo chuckled at Jiraya's floundering.

"You alright there Jiraya-san?" Fugaku asked.

"I am, I slipped on something though. It is wet right here."

"Wet?"

"Yeah, look."

They all got up and looked at the ground and saw a puddle formed on the wooden floor which was strange. The house had no running water and the only bathroom that existed was the outside bathroom that was on the opposite side of the house. Checking the vases around the hallway none had water in them and were simply used for decoration. 

"Where could this possibly come from?" Tsunade asked.

Jiraya touched the liquid before carrying it to his nose before grimacing and wiping it on a cloth decorating the hallway in disgust, "EW, I slipped in piss."

"Piss? You aren't joking are you?" Tsunade asked.

"Nope," Sakumo sniffed it as well. "It does smell of urine."

"But where could it have come from?" Fugaku said activating his Sharingan. 

He looked down and tracked the liquid down the hallway until he turned to the wall that was underneath the stairs and placed his hand on it. 

"If is coming from behind here," Fugaku said knocking along the walls until he heard a hollow sound echo through the hall. "There is something here."

"I think I can get it open," Jiraya said.

Everyone stepped back as Jiraya pulled open the wooden plank and they looked inside. 

"AH!!!!!!" Tsunade screamed.

"Oh my god," Jiraya whispered.

"How could someone do this."

Inside, they found an unconscious Orochimaru chained to the wall by a heavy metal chain, his hands and arms tied tightly around his side and his back. His eyes blindfolded and a gag lodged so tightly around his face that it had cut open his mouth. Looking around, they quickly realized that Orochimaru had indeed pissed himself while unconscious and if by the syringe they found discarded beside him, he was drugged. 

"We need to talk to him Konoha right now!" Jiraya said breaking the chains and grabbing Orochimaru out of the small hole he was cramped in.

"Be careful, he could be injured," Tsunade said quickly having her hands cover Orochimaru to start healing him as best she could.

"Sakumo can your summons carry him safely to Konoha?" Fugaku asked but turned around once he didn't get a response.

Looking he saw that Sakumo had stepped away from them closer towards the front door that was down the hallway. Seeming as if his legs gave out on him, slid down to the floor. Having one hand on the door and another over his mouth. Fugaku turned feeling Tsunade holding him on the shoulder and shaking her head. Fugaku turned to Sakumo as he said how his eyes were unfocused and he was violently shaking. Watched as he covered his ears as he curled into a ball.

"He isn't in the right space right now. The situation with his wife must have traumatized him." Tsunade whispered.

"Yeah, but how are you not... after everything... you leaving and all." Fugaku asked.

"Who said I don't want to do the same things Sakumo was doing? I will do that when I know Orochimaru is awake and well and after I beat the person who is responsible for this." Tsunade sighed. "Besides, I have to stay strong for him just as he was staying strong for me during the war."

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Bright, why is it so bright? I feel like I am on a cloud, so soft. Orochimaru opened his eyes and he realized that he was floating in the ocean. Around him, he saw shadows swimming around him ranging from small fishes to large whales. It was so tranquil and free, but he could still feel stuck, the kelp around him held onto him and kept him from moving. His lungs felt full of both air and water but for some reason.

"It's so quiet. I like this."

'Oro...ru'

'O...maru'

"Huh?"

'Orochi...'

'Orochimaru'

"Tsu..nade?"

Orochimaru gasped as he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling seeing the bright lights assaulting him. Some chemicals were assaulting his nostrils causing him a headache. He then turned to his left and for the first time, he was greeted by blurred faces. 

"AH!" Orochimaru screamed. "Get away from me. GET AWAY!"

"Oro? What's wrong?"

"Get Away Get Away. I'm sorry PLEASE! I didn't mean to run away!"

"Orochimaru!"

Orochimaru froze as he felt someone hug him tightly causing him to relax. He remembered this feeling, it was familiar to him but not. It had been a long time since he felt these hands wrapped around him. Was he finally safe? Was he no longer alone? He blinked a couple of times before the faces formed properly. Above him, he saw a crying Tsunade and a relieved Jiraya. 

"Oro. You are awake?" Tsunade cried. "I am so glad."

"Tsuna, Jiraya." Orochimaru gasped. "Is that you? Am I back in Konoha?"

"Yes, you cheeky bastard." Jiraya smiled. "You are home."

Orochimaru closed his eyes before opening them again seeming to start crying I am so happy. They stayed like that for a while, until they heard the door open. Looking over three men walked in: Uchiha Fugaku, Sarutobi Hiruzen and Hatake Sakumo. Orochimaru froze in place, seeing that Sakumo was there. Was he mad that Orochimaru got caught? Was he going to have to beg Sakumo to spare everyone's lives?

"Great news everyone, he is finally awake!" Tsunade cheered.

Orochimaru held his breath as Sakumo rushed over towards him and hugged him tightly. When Sakumo calmed off, Orochimaru stared at the man smiling lovingly at him. But that confused him a bit, was the Sakumo he knew not the man sitting in front of him right now?

"I am so glad we found you Orochimaru. We are still investigating the cabin we found you in as well as if we can find any evidence of who took you. You are ok right?" Hiruzen asked softly with worry written on his face.

"Yes, sensei," Orochimaru whispered. "I am fine now."

"This may be too early to ask but we still should even if it might cause unpleasant memories..." Fugaku sighed. "Do you remember who took you?"

Before Orochimaru could answer he felt pain in his arm, glancing down he saw how hard Sakumo was gripping his arm. On the surface, it looked as if Sakumo was just as eager to discover who was behind it. But after knowing how to read Sakumo's expressions- Orochimaru knew if he spoke he would regret it. Sakumo had told him this before and had made plans if this were to happen. But the ball was in his court. Should Orochimaru risk saying it was Sakumo and then either get killed in the crossfire or Sakumo being released and hunts him down because he didn't have any evidence? Or lose the one chance he has to escape his hell hole? The pain, the fear it was too much.

"I don't... remember. Sorry," Orochimaru finally whispered.

"Are you sure?" Sakumo asked.

"...Yes," Orochimaru says avoiding eye contact. "The memories are blurry."

"It must have been because of the drugs that were in his system. There is a high chance he won't be able to remember who kidnapped him. We will just have to see what else we can find at that cabin." Jiraya said. "Oro, we are just glad that you are ok. Minato, Kushina and the kids were so worried for you."

"Well, the threat is still at large and based on the evidence in the cabin, whoever kidnapped you might try to get you back so until then I have assigned you to be under Hatake-san's care. Once you recover you will be staying with him until the threat is nullified." Hiruzen said.

Sakumo smiled, "I will not disappoint you Hokage-sama."

After a while, everyone left leaving Sakumo to begin his mission to safeguard Orochimaru. Sakumo closed the door behind everyone and then slowly turned to Orochimaru smiling. Walking over Orochimaru felt the need to escape but he was frozen in place by Sakumo's sudden chakra dumping on him. Once Sakumo was closer, he gently lifted Orochimaru off the bed and situated him on his lap. Orochimaru was confused, wasn't he going to punish him for getting caught? That was when he felt it, hands running up and down his body. Sakumo snaked his hand up his neck and into his yukata causing Orochimaru to gasp.

"Come on be quiet for me now, we are still in a hospital after all."

"Please Sakumo... I." Orochimaru gasped.

"Sh!." Sakumo licked his neck. "I was away for so long. Did you miss me? Were you worried about?" 

"I... waited. You never came. I'm sorry. I didn't..."

"Sh. it's fine. You didn't mean to get caught, did you? Lovely wanted to stay mine forever." Sakumo speed up his hand on Orochimaru's cock smiling as Orochimaru squirmed and moaned from the pleasure. "You stuck with me. I will work everything out and then we will be together forever. Don't you want that? You, me and Kakashi? We will be the best family in all of Konoha right lovely? Answer me, promise me that you will forever be mine!"

"Ah¬!" Orochimaru moaned as he cummed on Sakumo's hand. "Yes, Sakumo. I am yours."

"Good. Very Good. When you get discharged, I will make you mine and we will live happily ever after just as fate intended us to be."

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Orochimaru didn't feel safe anymore, the hospital was supposed to be a safe place for civilians and shinobi but he didn't feel safe at all. How could he be safe when the very man he feared was with him every single waking hour except when Sakumo either went to freshen himself at home or when the medics entered the room? Orochimaru needed help to move after his legs were properly healed, he couldn't stand for long minutes to do anything. What embarrassed Orochimaru even more was having Sakumo stare at his naked body with lust and desire while the nurses helped him clean himself. 

The four months were unbearable, but Orochimaru dreaded the day the nurse and Tsunade came to confirm that in a couple of days, Orochimaru would be discharged. He didn't want that, he knew it was arranged for him to stay at Sakumo's abode when he left. But remembering those brutal months- Orochimaru would rather do anything than relive those days again. Worse Sakumo kept whispering in his ears, 'Such a good boy to be so quiet about us.' 'I can't wait until we leave this hospital, I have been craving your body, lovely.' 'How I want to just make you scream my name for all of Konoha to hear.' 'I can't wait for the day for everyone to know that we will be together forever.'

Orochimaru was hyperventilating at this point, he was scared but he couldn't tell anyone. Not a single soul, because for some reason he felt like his life wasn't the only one endanger of being affected by Sakumo's wrath. Looking across the room where Sakumo sat, he was peacefully staring out the window towards the Heads of the Hokage Monuments. Sakumo had felt Orochimaru's stare and simply smiled so gently and lovingly. Why did it make his heart skip a beat? Why did he feel his skin getting hotter? Why was his body reacting in such a way that confused him to no end? Was he falling in love with his kidnapper, his r*pist, his tormentor? No, Orochimaru couldn't allow himself to fall victim to human emotion, especially to the emotion of love. Orochimaru hiccupped when he felt a hand touch his cheek and glanced up to realize Sakumo was staring at him as if he were a dinner platter. 

"Today is the day you get discharged, aren't you excited lovely?" Sakumo whispered leaning in closer to Orochimaru's and his lips only a pinch away from touching. "To hold my excitement, it's almost unbearable."

"Sakumo,... please. Don't do this." Orochimaru placed both his hands on Sakumo's chest to try to create some distance. "I don't want this, please."

"Oh, Lovely. You know how to say the most funniest things."

Sakumo closed the gap between them, closing his eyes to savour the moment, and all Orochimaru could do was accept it especially with Sakumo's hands pinning his wrists to the bed. Orochimaru could only pull back from it to try to catch his breath before his lips were captured once again. Whenever Sakumo got like this it was always better to just give in, and allow him to use his body however he pleased. The more he did, the less pain would occur. This way Orochimaru dissociate from the man's actions. To not allow his mind to record these actions within his memories, and most importantly to not allow his heart to think of his actions as love. Sakumo finally separated from Orochimaru when the door was knocked on, a string of saliva connecting their lips. Orochimaru started panting from the lack of air. Sakumo licked his lips before walking to the door and opening it to reveal Tsunade with papers in hand.

"Oro, I got your discharge papers, all you got to do is sign them and you will be free to go." Tsunade handed the papers and pen to Orochimaru.

Orochimaru stared at the papers handed to him, hesitation in his eyes which confused Tsunade resulting in her placing her hand on his forehead. Orochimaru blinked for a bit confused but relaxed into her touch. Tsunade hummed and smiled at Orochimaru, which Orochimaru returned solemnly. With a heavy heart, Orochimaru signed the papers- handing them back to Tsunade and starting to pack up his things. Sakumo then excused himself to report to the Hokage leaving Tsunade and Orochimaru in the private hotel room. Orochimaru was frowning and slow to pack up, distracted by his thoughts that when Tsunade hugged him from behind- he had genuinely melted into her touch. 

"Oro, you don't know how glad I am to see you safe at sound. I am so glad we were able to find you." Tsunade patted Orochimaru on the head before grasping his hands. "You are like a little brother to me, when I got the letter about you getting... Even if this place had a lot of ghosts, I had to come back to make sure you were safe."

Orochimaru turned towards Tsunade hopefully, "Does that mean... you are staying in Konoha?"

"For a while yes." Tsunade smiled. "Until you are safe and sound."

Orochimaru frowned, "Wait, you are still planning to leave? But you said you are staying. You can't go now."

"Orochimaru, we had this conversation. Konoha doesn't need me anymore."

"I need you... Tsuna. Please. Stay."

Tsunade gave a small sorrowful smile and grasped Orochimaru's hands as she looked at the small tears forming in his eyes. Tsunade hugged Orochimaru as tight as she could before releasing him, to see a more relaxed look on his face.

"I... wanted our Team 7 to be back like it should. Just like the old days. But." Orochimaru paused for a bit. "But I guess it is I who hasn't seemed to grow up yet. If you feel better not being here in Konoha then I will not hold you than I should. But please allow me to cherish the time that we still have. Just like old times."

"Yes." Tsunade smiled. "Just like old times."

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"SURPRISE!!!!!"

Orochimaru stood at the front door to Sakumo's house flabbergasted. In front of him were Jiraya, Minato, Kushina, Obito, Rin, Kakashi, Sakumo and Fugaku all with opened party poopers- the confetti slowly falling to the ground. A couple landed on Orochimaru's hair and one on his nose which caused him to sneeze. Tsunade had all but screamed in his ears as she opened to door for him, what was this even for anyway? 

"What is this all about." Orochimaru dared to ask.

"I don't know, I dragged here against my will," Fugaku grumbled before grunting as Jiraya pushed him out of the way.

"It's a small party for your discharge. These things should be celebrated especially after everything that has happened." Jiraya's thoughts seemed to trail off before he continued. "So we thought you could use the small cheering of the ups. Courtesy of yours truly."

"You mean it coming from mine and Minato's pockets." Sakumo scoffed playfully.

"Well..." Jiraya smiled. "It was my idea."

"Thank you for saving us the other day Orochimaru-san." Obito came forward and bowed followed by a grateful rin and a moody Kakashi.

"Oh, no need to thank me. You children are the future generation of shinobi- it would be a loss if someone like me were to be out of the picture." Orochimaru responded softly.

"Nonsense, you are one of Konoha's great assets not only as a shinobi but as a wonderful role model for the next generation right squirts?" Kushina asked the genins.

"Yeah, I guess," Kakashi responded. "Orochimaru-san is way cooler than my goofy old man."

"Hahaha, Kakashi you wound me." Sakumo sighed.

"Your father has a reputation of his own. The White Fang of the Hidden Leaf isn't a title to scoff at dear child. Your father is a far more capable shinobi than you believe he is not many people have a 'Flee-on-sight' mark beside their name in the bingo book." Orochimaru responded instinctively before he paused.

What was Orochimaru doing? He was complimenting this man, the same man who...?! Orochimaru had opened his mouth to more inform the child than compliment but it was an indirect unintentional compliment. Orochimaru didn't want it to be mistaken as Orochimaru having an interest in the man.

"You flatter me Orochimaru-kun." Sakumo shyly rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hi, why are we still standing here anyway?! I know there is food and better yet booze inside. Let us get this party started." Tsunade said pushing everyone inside.

The party was fun, to say the least especially with Tsunade and Kushina having a drinking contest with Fugaku and Sakumo nursing their cups. The children were busy outside training with Kakashi after they had their fill of the wide spread of food that was provided. Jiraya who was currently clearly drunk but refused to admit it was telling the tales of his adventures to Minato who he held in a headlock. And by his adventures, he meant all of them, which left Minato in a daze of embarrassment and terror. Watching all these unfold was 'new' for Orochimaru, but it was a 'good new'. The last time he could say he was at a gathering such as this was... well it was when he, Tsunade and Jiraiya were all officially recognized as Jonins in Konoha. And that had been years ago, yet this caused Orochimaru to smile because he was at peace with where he was. 

But that was short-lived when he felt a heavy and hot hand resting on his thigh, he glanced down at the hand and realized bitterly that it was Sakumo's. His hand rubbed up and down his thigh causing Orochimaru to have a light blush spread across his face. The alcohol licking at his senses wasn't any better, Sakumo leaned into his ears and whispered, which seemed to cause Orochimaru to freeze. That was when Sakumo licked Orochimaru's neck and grinned.

"Having fun lovely?" Sakumo asked. "It's only getting started. Don't worry I promise not to hurt you... too bad."

After some time it was nighttime, and that is when everyone decided to call it quits. Tsunade and Jiraya who were both shit-faced held onto each other for dear life as they waltzed away from the house. Fugaku who was tipsy and wobbly said his farewell before ushering both Obito and Rin home since they were all going in the same direction. Kushina had stormed off before Minato had a chance to catch her saying she could handle herself. And Minato stood at the door placing his shoes on having been the only sober one the entire night. 

"Goodnight Minato. Please get home safe." Orochimaru waved.

"Yes, goodnight Orochimaru-san. But my night won't be over until I can make sure Kushina gets home."

"She is a spark isn't she?"

"A never outing one," Minato started to blush. "Just the way I like her."

Minato was about to leave before he paused. Turning around to Orochimaru, words being on the tip of his tongue. Orochimaru waited patiently as he always did, he never liked interrupting people but he gave Minato his full undivided attention to encourage the words out of the man.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you and all. I just wished I could have protected everyone better, especially as the Jonin who was in charge of the mission. Maybe if I was stronger or faster then I would have been more helpful. And you..." Minato had the words stuck on his tongue until he felt Orochimaru's hands grasping his right hand before he continued. "Wouldn't have had to suffer the way you did. What happened to you, I wouldn't wish it on the worst of my enemies."

"Nonsense Minato. If I ever got back into that situation, I would make the same decision all over again. Better me than the children."

"But still, you are human Orochimaru. You didn't deserve the faith you got on that day."

"Minato, you precious child. Thank you."

Minato glanced up at Sakumo who loomed over Orochimaru and seemed to be spaced out and had a light blush on his face- most likely from his drinks earlier. Minato smiled before bowing once more and walking from the porch to the gate and down the road.

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Orochimaru watched the door close and could feel himself shiver under the chakra behind him. Orochimaru held his breath as he felt Sakumo pressed himself against him- the man having his manhood rub against Orochimaru's arse. The friction causes Orochimaru to grasp the door and start panting feverishly. Sakumo pressed his chest into his back and breathed into his ears.

"Sakumo, please." Orochimaru tried to voice.

"My cunning little snake, my lovely little snake..." Sakumo bit Orochimaru's ear and pulled before continuing. "Don't think that I didn't see what you were trying to do with Minato?"

Orochimaru paused, "Sakumo... please."

"Shhhhh... I'm too washed to care at the moment. Just stay still."

Sakumo tried to open Orochimaru's kimono only for Orochimaru to push him off. Sakumo landed roughly on his back grimacing as his head swirled from the impact and the alcohol. Orochimaru panted when he saw what he did and feared for what Sakumo was gonna do. Orochimaru watched as Sakumo slowly got up groaning as he did so. That is when he heard small footsteps and looking behind the man- Kakashi stood still as he watched the entire ordeal. Sakumo growled, at Orochimaru and he placed his hands up in defence.

"Sakumo think about Kakashi, please. He is too young."

This gave Sakumo a pause turning around to look back at his son before turning back to Orochimaru, "Kakashi is an adult in shinobi world. He is old enough to see what happens to misbehaving wives who don't listen to their mates."

"Please not tonight. It was a good night. I just want to lay down." Orochimaru begged.

"Are you saying that I won't make it even better?" Sakumo seemed to start to get angry. "Are you saying I will make it even worse?!!" Sakumo growled.

"No, Sakumo you misunderstood me. I am just tired." Orochimaru looked everywhere else to avoid eye contact with the crazed wolf. "How am I supposed to please my husband if I am tired."

Orochimaru didn't know what he was saying but he sighed when it gave Sakumo a pause. Sakumo looked up to the ceiling and then down to the ground, before leaning back with his hand over his eyes.

"Lovely, I may be drunk but I ain't an idiot to believe such a bald-faced lie." Sakumo glared at Orochimaru. "Why must you reject my love."

Orochimaru screamed as Sakumo grabbed his hair and dragged him up the stairs and into a room at the far end of the hall before throwing him in. He landed roughly on his back, having his hands pinned above his head and his legs being sat on with Sakumo's weight. Orochimaru tried to wiggle his way out to no avail. And the weight on his leg was too heavy for him to try to kick his way free. Glancing at the door, Orochimaru felt his eyes widen as Kakashi grabbed hold of the door to close it.

Just before it was fully closed, he heard Kakashi mumbling, "Mom you need to stop making Dad angry, we will mate you by force if you do that."

Once the door was closed, Sakumo ripped Orochimaru's clothes open causing him to scream bloody murder. Sakumo wrestled with Orochimaru for control and grunted at their struggle for dominance and control.

"Please Sakumo, I beg you. Let me go."

"Let you go?" Sakump paused. "Let you go? To go where exactly? You have no one to receive you?"

Orochimaru froze in his struggle as Sakumo's words touched a nerve which caused small tears to come to his eye. Orochimaru tried to use his chakra to place a mental front on his mind to prevent whatever trickery Sakumo was trying to pull. But little did he know Sakumo was saying things that were affecting his heart more than his brain.

"There is no one there for you Lovely. There is only me and Kakashi for the last 3 years. You can't rely on Hiruzen-sama because he has long dismissed you as his student and is too busy as Hokage to care about you."

"No. Not true."

"He didn't come to you himself? And then what about Tsunade? She is planning to leave again right? After the death of her little brother and her fiance? She wants to leave this Konoha. She doesn't even consider you to be something she wants to stay for. You aren't enough for her to stay in this hellhole of a village."

"Sakumo... please."

"And what about Jiraya, he only goes where his d*ck takes him. He sees you more as a burden than an actual teammate and a friend. He prefers the company of orphans from the Hidden Rain Village to you. Don't think I don't know about the crush you had on him when you were oh so young and vulnerable." Sakumo opened up Orochimaru's kimono and pulled away his underwear to look at the half-hardness of Orochimaru's c*ck. "You think Fugaku now cares about you? He would jump at any opportunity to be seen with the Legends of Konoha to gain a better standing, especially with the majority of the citizens seeing the Uchihas as threats to the village. If you weren't a legend he wouldn't even blink twice at you I don't think he would even know you exist."

"You..." Orochimaru hiccupped. "You don't mean that."

Sakumo pushed Orochimaru's legs up to expose his pink hole to him and licked his fingers before placing one finger in. Watching Orochimaru tensing up in a silent scream, Sakumo pushed his finger in and out and smiled at Orochimaru's quivering legs and quick rise and fall of his chest.

"Then there is the fact about Minato and Kushina. Minato has a team of genin to worry about and Kushina has to worry about the Kubi inside of her. You think either of them has time to think about you. But let me entertain your crazy imagination for a bit. Suppose Minato and Kushina came to your aid? What can they even do against me? You know for a fact that you are stronger than both of them, but you know that I am immensely more powerful than you. You say how they crippled under my power didn't you." Sakumo purred having a second finger enter Orochimaru seeing moan from his action. "You know if I want to, I can just kill them. Are you willing to jeopardise their future by having them experience my wrath? There is no one out there waiting for you Orochimaru, no one out there is willing to deal with a lonely, depressing, critic like you. Every time they say the name Orochimaru it leaves an awful aftertaste in their mouths."

"Saku...mo... Please."

"Who would even want to look at someone like you huh? I wouldn't be surprised if you fell off the face of the Earth and no one. Not a single person would care. After a while yes they would search but after a couple of weeks, or months? You will be forgotten, buried and grave pat on by all your enemies. Not one person out there will remember your legacy, your accomplishments. The only thing they will remember you as with always be that godforsaken snake shinobi who got what he deserves."

That was it, the tears flowed, and a loud hiccup echoed in the room from Orochimaru's cries. Sakumo released his hands and watched as Orochimaru cried loudly and miserably as he allowed Sakumo's words to sink in and resonate with him. Allowing them to scar him and pierce him open. Orochimaru for the first time allowed the words that were thrown behind his back to finally hit him. He allowed the dark words from the back of his head to flood his memories. He cried and cried, it didn't even matter anymore where he was, or how Sakumo was fingering him. Orochimaru felt worthless and vulnerable. He felt his hands be moved from his eyes as he felt kisses showering his face.

"But that's what the people on the outside think. I on the other hand see you as a god that deserves to be worshipped. I see you as my past, my present and my future. I see you for not only your mind but your body. I have admired you from afar, I have been with you from the very beginning Orochimaru. I will love you and fill the void inside your heart with my love. Because we are mates and that's what faith intended for us to be. Together forever."

Sakumo pulled out his fingers and lined himself up before pushing inside the warmth of Orochimaru's arse. Both of them panting, feeling Sakumo's d*ck enter him having his walls being stretched even more than normal with the ever-growing knot at the base. Sakumo groaned and smiled feeling Orochimaru's insides hugging so perfectly. Sakumo sat back on his knees, having Orochimaru's arse on his lap as Orochimaru was arched off the floor for the perfect angle to drive himself in fully. Orochimaru shrieked feeling Sakumo settled inside him.

"When we are bonded, when we are one of the same person. We won't need anyone else. We would only need each other. Us and the lovely pack you and I will create. That is what faith intended Lovely. We don't need outsiders who will only serve as a distraction from our love. They won't understand our love because they aren't us."

Sakumo set a brutal pace, in and out, in and out. Sakumo smiled seeing his c*ck moving inside Orochimaru- it felt like a drug that he was quickly getting addicted to. Seeing the outline of his manhood inside his mate made him swoon and immediately bend over the kiss Orochimaru. Orochimaru had his mouth wide open with the most beautiful expression on his face- tongue sticking out from the pleasure. Orochimaru grabbed Sakumo's back, ripping his clothes before proceeding to claw his fingernails into the skin of his back. The pain causes Sakumo to moan before quickening his movement. He was getting slopped too quickly, he wanted this moment to last forever. All Sakumo could think about was finally having everything he wanted and so much more. His father was right, oh dear his father was right. Even if it hurts them, even if he has to do the most violent actions to get what he wants. In the end, it was to have his mate all to himself.

"Shit Lovely, can you feel it. Can you feel us becoming one? Please tell me don't you feel happy for us to finally be in our nest? In our forever home?" Sakumo licked Orochimaru's neck. "Tell me Lovely. Scream it at the top of your lungs! You love this just as much as I do."

"Sakumo... close. Please." Orochimaru clasped Sakumo's face- they made eye contact and Sakump paused.

Sakumo leaned back a bit as Orochimaru pushed himself up before anchoring himself. Sakumo shivered, feeling Orochimaru bounce happily on his c*ck. His head was thrown back in pleasure and bliss. Tears ran down his cheek, and mouth allowing moans to flow out without care. Sakumo at first was shocked but quickly snapped out of it when Orochimaru spoke again.

"Wolf...heart."

The nickname did a number on him as Sakumo sped up his ace forcing his knot into Orochimaru and didn't stop instead grinding forcefully once the knot was in. Sakumo looked at Orochimaru's neck and at the moment bit down hard on his neck causing Orochimaru to scream before cumming a long thick line of cum. Sakumo who felt Orochimaru's arse squeeze him with a vengeance spilled himself inside. Shivering as his knot seemed to want to drain him. But how could he blame himself, his mate finally accepted him- he was going to breed Orochimaru no matter what, his mate will have his cubs.

*End of Trigger* *You can start reading right here now*

When the next morning came, Sakumo woke to a cold bed. Getting up and looking around, Sakumo found Orochimaru sitting in front of the medium size mirror he kept in the room. Looking closer, he could see Orochimaru shifting his hair to one side while the other touched the bit mark on his neck. Sakumo purred softly seeing the Mating mark starting to form so well. Crawling over, he sat behind Orochimaru and pulled him backwards. He was satisfied with the no resistance and grinned wider to see Orochimaru's face- eyes blank lacking emotion other than underlying obedience and lust. Finally, his mate had no more fight inside of him- Orochimaru was officially...

"Mine," Sakumo growled very satisfied with himself.

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*Hours before with Minato*

Quickly teleporting to his abode, Minato saw that Kushina had somehow indeed arrived home and was now passed out on the couch. Minato sent a quick blast of chakra around him to make sure no one was near. When he was certain that he was indeed alone, he leaned against the door placing his hands over his mouth not trusting himself to not scream in terror. 

"It can't be. It just can't."

But then Minato remembered, and it all started to fall into place. The stranger stalked him in the market, and the stranger Kushina complained about that followed her everywhere she went. The mission reports did not add up with the number of absences Sakumo had occurred with him using the vacation days that he never used before. The fighting style of the ninja from all those nights ago on that awful mission. The downcast look Orochimaru gave after it was revealed that he was staying with Sakumo. The complete fear Orochimaru held in his body sitting beside Sakumo. The lips he unconsciously read at the party. It was all adding up, causing him to slide down the door, grabbing his hair in fear and terror as he started hyperventilating. Minato remembered what Orochimaru tapped on his hand using the Konoha's dot code.

.... . .-.. .--. / -- . .-.-.- / .... . .-.. -.. / .... --- ... - .- --. ./ -.. .- -. --. . .-. (Help me. Held Hostage. Danger)

Minato at the time barely understood the tapping but had grasped Orochimaru's in a silent mean that he paying attention and taking his time to say his piece. Even risking dragging out and holding onto his hand to have him have time. It all made sense, Minato didn't want to believe it, especially about one of the most respected men in Konoha. But Orochimaru would never lie about something so serious right?!!!

Sakumo was the abductor. 

Sakumo was the stalker.

Sakumo was the culprit.

Sakumo was a sick f*cking man in the head.

Minato paused before tears that threatened to fall finally did when he realized that they all left Orochimaru alone with his nightmare. And Minato not knowing what to do simply cried.