Author: Flamist.Rika PM
As an early birthday present, her friend got her a plushie of her favorite Naruto character, and she treated it kindly. Suddenly, she waked up to Orochimaru, who seems to be able to change into the plushie- at will. Now, he's repaying her 'kindness' OroOCRated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Orochimaru - Chapters: 21 - Words: 64,036 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 31 - Follows: 16 - Updated: 07-21-10 - Published: 08-14-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5302649
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"Night Oreos." She said, hugging her stuffed Orochimaru plushie to her chest, before closing her eyes and falling asleep. When both her and her sister had fallen asleep, they transformed. They looked at her; an arm lazily draped over their neck, the girl fast asleep. They smiled, and as they had done many nights before, they rested their cheek on her chest, and hugged her waist, before falling asleep them self.
She blinked sleepily, sitting up in her bed, "What's wrong?" She looked to her right, a male figure, lying on their side, their head propped up by their elbow on the mattress and their cheek in their palm, looking at her. She stared at them, the entire room black, aside from a single candle, and the pale glow of their skin. "Want your water?" He asked, and she opened her mouth to scream, but, they put a hand over her mouth, muffling it. "SSH!" He hissed, pointing to the top bunk. "You have no desire to awake your sister, do you?" She shook her head in a 'no' fashion. "Will you scream if I let go, since you're fully awake?" She raised an eyebrow, but, nodded. "Ok." He held up three fingers, and put them down, counting down from 3, before releasing her.
"Y…y-your O-O-Orochimaru!" She stammered, and he nodded.
"I am." He said, looking at her apathetically. "Did you have a nightmare?" She looked at him as if he was unreal. He didn't move, as she reached over and- poked him in the cheek, withdrawing abruptly, after she had done so.
"Ohmygod, I don't think you're a hologram-" He reached over, taking her hand, messaging it between his own, grinning at her. She slowly started feeling sleepy.
"Mm-hmm, that's right, I'm NOT an illusion or a figment of your imagination. Are you thirsty?" She found herself nodding, and he leaned back, his hand slipping past the fully-unzipped sleeping back, that hung from the bar of the bunk above hers, and served as a curtain. He grabbed her water bottle from the book shelve, within arms' reach of her bunk, before pulling his hand back and offering it to her. "Here you go." He grinned faintly, and she took it, unscrewing the top, and drinking the last of it, before re-screwing the cap and he took it from her, setting it back on the bookshelf, before laying back down. He pulled her down as well, covering her with the blankets, as she closed her eyes. He reached over, but she squirmed to the wall, pointing to him.
"Stay over on that side." He blinked in surprise, before sighing, and pulling her over to him.
"Ok, but come over here then." He said simply, and she closed her eyes. "Night." Was all he said, as she fell asleep.
She groaned groggily, pushing back the curtain, to reveal her alarm clock. With another groan, she let the curtain fall back to covering everything beyond it. She rolled onto her side, her back, facing the curtain, coming face to face with a familiar black-haired male, who slept quietly. Her eyes widened, and he blinked sleepily, looking at her, before grinning faintly. "G' Morning." He said, and she just stared at him. "Mmm- what's wrong?" She sat up, shaking her head, tossing her hair, before blinking. "I'm going to get some toast. Do you want any?"
"Oh? You're offering me breakfast? That's a first." They purred, smiling. "Well, in that case, I'd love some." She looked at him, and he raised an eyebrow. "Hm?"
"Are you really sitting in my bed, under my covers, or am I going crazy? And when I say crazy, I mean like mental-institute crazy." She said to him, and he smirked.
"Oh, I'm here, I'm here."
"Prove it." She taunted, before she was pulled down on to the bed, and he climbed on top of her.
"Enough proof for you?" He asked mockingly, and she nodded, before he got off of her. She looked around, as he lay back down. "What's the problem?"
"Where's my Orochimaru plushie?" she asked, looking around. He took her arm, and wrapped it around his neck, drawing her attention, and there, was her Orochimaru Plushie. "What the hell?!"
"What's going on?" Her sister asked, as the girl grabbed the Orochimaru plushie, and slipped out of her little den.
"Cheri, my plushie is Orochimaru!" She said, holding her plushie to her sister, Cheri. Cheri looked from the plushie, to her sister.
"Uh- yeah. It's an Orochimaru plushie. Of course its gonna look like him." Cheri said, laughing a little. "God, you're so crazy."
"No, I'm fucking serious! OreosISOrochimaru!!" She whined. "He cuddled with me last night!"
"Girl, you hug him into your chest. If he was the real Orochimaru, he'd probably run." Cheri said bluntly, and her sister growled.
"You're such an ass hole!" She snarled. "Whatever, I'm outta here." She said, going to the kitchen, her brother, not home. She set the plushie down. "Change back!" It did nothing. "Fine, you're not getting breakfast." Suddenly, Orochimaru appeared, poking her in the cheek.
"You drive a hard bargain." He joked, as she put two pieces of white toast in the white toaster.
"Why didn't you change when I showed you off to Cheri?!" She asked, and he rolled his eyes.
"You didn't request it. Besides, I'm not some dog who does tricks." Orochimaru said plainly, looking at the glass doors that lead to her backyard. "It's bright here."
"You'll get used to it. Why are you here, anyways?" She asked, and he looked at her, before looking at her refrigerator.
"Not sure, but your chest is really warm at night, because it's awfully cold in your room." She blushed, glaring at him. "What's in here? OH!" He noticed the pantry, opening it. "Do you cook all these things?"
"I can't cook." She admitted, shutting the door, the toaster beeping. The toast surfaced, and she pulled out a paper plate, putting the toast on the plate. "Do you want butter? We also have honey, peanut butter, and grape jelly, unless you want something else on your toast." He thought about it, as she put two more pieces of toast in the toaster, pushing down the toaster activation level.
"Well, what do you usually put on your toast?"
"I used to use black berry jam, but, we ran out, so, I just slap on some butter." She said, and he grinned.
"Well, then I'll have butter." She said nothing, as she opened the fridge and pulled out the butter tub, before opening it, getting a knife from a drawer to the right of the stove, and putting some butter on the toast."
"What do you want to drink?" She asked. "There's milk, water, beer, grape juice, and Sobe water."
"Can I have you as a drink?" He mused, but, she rolled her eyes.
"No, pick a liquid from the selection given." She said, and he nodded.
"I'll have milk then, my dear." He smiled, sitting down at the table. She set the toast in front of him, and poured him a glass of milk, setting it down to his right. She put some butter on her own toast, as she sat down at the south chair, while Orochimaru, sat in the west chair (if you think of it going by the compass rose) He looked at her. "You're not going to have anything to drink?" Cheri walked into the Kitchen, looking at Orochimaru, blinking.
"What the hell? Who is this guy?" Cheri demanded, her sister looking at Orochimaru.
"Um- It's an Orochimaru Cosplayer, Cheri." She said, Cheri nodding. "It's Tony, cosplaying Orochimaru." She smiled, and Cheri nodded, getting herself some breakfast as well.
"Well, when did he get here?" Cheri asked, and she sweat dropped.
"Erm- L-Last night! Yeah, he got here last night, came in through the window."
"Can I borrow your head phones again?" Cheri asked, holding them up, and her sister nodded, before Cheri got her own breakfast. Orochimaru drank some of his milk, as she finished her breakfast, and stood up. Cheri went to the laptop, in the office corner, putting the headphones on, plugging them in, and going to whatever she was going to go.
"Um- what does she normally do?" Orochimaru asked, and Cheri pushed down the head phones, looking at him.
"Well, Miguel isn't home, and he won't be fore the next two days or so. I'll be leaving soon to go to my friend's as well. But, aside from that, she'll be on the computer usually." Cheri answered. "The Home computer, or the one in her room, it varies." Orochimaru nodded, getting up, and going to the sisters' room. She sat at the computer, typing away. He snuck up behind her, the radio playing the song, 'Birthday Sex' by Jeremih. Orochimaru scooped her up on the 'If I were a broom I might just sweep you off your feet.' Orochimaru grinned, holding her in the air.
"I've always been rather fond of this song." Orochimaru said, and she pushed him away.
"Put me down!" She demanded, and he shook his head, walking to the bunk bed, leaning into the lower bunk, and tossing her onto the mattress, before getting on himself. "What are you doing?" He gave her an apathetic look, before he lay down on his side, beside her.
"I'm planning on taking a nap, your bed in unbelievably comfy." He told her honestly.
"Duh, that's why I have it!" She snapped, before he smirked at her, as she froze. "S…S…" She cautiously looked behind her, to see snakes, going up her shirt. Before she could scream in hysteria, the Snakes pulled her to him, and he pinned her to the mattress, kissing her. She pushed him off, covering her mouth. "What are you doing?!"
"I've always been a man with a rather…hm…forward, approach, when it comes to women."
"My boyfriend said you were gay!" She said.
Orochimaru glared at her. "You didn't really believe that, right? You saw that filler episode where I had a Geisha. OBVIOUSLY I'm not GAY if I have a Geisha."
"Geishas are whores and entertainers, so could have been banging Sasuke…" She argued, and Orochimaru thought about it, nodding slightly, looking away.
"Indeed…" Orochimaru said, lying down on the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Well, she died. Care you be my replacement?"
"Um- FUCK YOU?!" She hissed, wiggling and squirming in his hold.
"Aww, but I'm tired. Sing to me or something." Orochimaru said. "I've heard you do it before too!" She blushed.
"I don't dance, I don't sing either." She said, and he pulled her closer, his right arm around her waist, his left hand, to the side of her face. She looked at it, as he smirked; a snake slithered out and licked her cheek, making her shiver.
"Come on, just something. Hum at least." Orochimaru purred, and she turned away from the snake that slithered out and rubbed against her cheek making her shudder. "Hm? I only want one song- just to go to sleep." He pulled the snake back, slipping his hand up her shirt. "Or shall I convince you this way?"
"Ok, ok, I'll hum!" She hissed, and he stopped, resting his head on her chest, as she hummed 'Hush-a-bye Baby' to him, and he closed his eyes. He exhaled deeply, relaxing, as she continued to hum, as she attempted lying down trying to relax herself. He withdrew, letting her lie down and get comfy, before he returned to his 'position'. She stopped mid-hum, and looked at the ceiling of her bunk- the plywood that was on top of three ivory -wood planks, that supported her sister's mattress. "Why are you being really nice? On Wikipedia, they say you're a complete sadist and will eliminate anyone on the spot."
"Well, when I was given to you by your friend, that very night, you cuddled with me and kept me warm. You've shown me kindness, so, I thought, I'd try to return the favor." Orochimaru replied. "Oh, and by the way, I'm not a Sadist."
"Says you." She muttered, and he poked her rather unsightly stomach. "Hey, don't do that!"
"You've lost weight. You look about 2 months pregnant then, those 5 months a few weeks ago." He commented, and she ignored him. "Where's the humming? Hum." He said, and she looked at him, listening to his pitiful attempts as humming 'Hush-a-Bye Baby'. She rolled her eyes, but began to hum it once more. He closed his eyes and fell asleep, arms around her waist. Unfortunately, she wasn't the least bit tired.