She sat on the ground next to his throne, today. Originally, she sat there, on a large, lush, purple pillow. But, in time, it changed to her usually sitting in Orochimaru's lap, or on the arm of the chair. But, she sat there today, a purple and gold sheet, wrapped around her, her hair in pig tails along with all the jewelery she normally wore.
Ryu switched, to laying on her side, on the pillow, before closing her eyes
"You either sit up here with me to sleep, or you go back to bed." Orochimaru said, looking at her. Ryu gave him an unhappy look, similar to a look of disappointment.
"I'm comfy." She said.
"And I refuse to let you sleep on the floor." He countered.
"No arguing. Bed or chair, pick. Now, would be preferred."
She got up, and plopped down into his lap, pouting.
"Oooh, are you mad at me?" He teased,making her look away from him.
He chuckled, pulling her closer. "I can fix that-" He purred seductively, kissing her neck. She shivered, and squirmed in his arms.
"You're so cute when you're mad."
She blushed at this, giving him the opportunity to steal a kiss. Ryu whimpered submissively under him, sliding further down in the chair.
Orochimaru released her lips slowly, sitting back in his chair, as she got on the arm of his chair, and he looked at her with calm & loving eyes. He played with her short pig-tails with his finger tips, thinking about the soft, silky texture- and how she got it to be so- bouncy.
"You're so beautiful-" He said quietly, making her giggle, blushing lightly, while shaking her head.
"I'm not pretty." She said modestly, looking at the ground.
"Are you calling me a liar?!" He said with fake shock. The doors opened, and a guest walked in to the Throne Room, as Ryu got up to run to take shelter behind the curtains of his bedroom. He grabbed her arm, making her stop and look at him, embarrassment evident on her face and in her eyes.
"B-But I look like a prostitute!" She exclaimed.
"I don't think so." He said, pulling her over, gently leading her in front of him. "Who else matters?"
"No one." She said, just as he wanted, as he twisted his fingers with hers, pulling her hand closer to his face, closing his eyes.
"Will you stay?" Orochimaru asked innocently, opening his eyes to see her response. She nodded slightly, and sat in his lap obediently and quietly.
Orochimaru smiled, looking at their guest. "Welcome to my fortress, Kazekage-San!" He greeted openly, as a red-haired boy with a red tattoo over his left eye, walked into the light.
"Orochimaru." He said, walking up the floating crystal stairs, that Orochimaru had so cleverly hidden. He smirked, patting Ryu's right thigh. A signal, that he had to get up, meaning she's have to move.
"Ah, yes- you said you'd come over for those documents," She stood up, letting him get up. "If you could wait here for a moment, I'll go get them from my desk." Orochimaru smirked. "Oh, and this is Ryu. Ryu, this is Gaara, the Fifth Kazekage of Sunagakure, the Village Hidden in the Sand."
Ryu bowed to Gaara. "Good evening, Kazekage-Sama." She greeted politely, before sitting in Orochimaru's throne, as he vanished to get said paperwork.
There was silence between the two for a minute. Before the Kazekage's eyes wandered.
"Those are some nice cuts there-"
Ryu jolted, snapping her head to the side, to instantly look at her left arm. The blanket had slipped, showing the paper-thin cuts on her arm. Some, as old as a month, some, as fresh as a day or two ago. She pulled up the blanket to cover her arm once more, holding it there, looking at Gaara.
"It isn't the easiest thing, being the Ruler of the world's play thing, you know." She said quietly. "It's very depressing sometimes."
"So you did not give consent to being his bride, I presume?"
Ryu shook her head. "He's been nice to me though. My family was abusive and they'd take their anger out on me. He's never hit me once, not even the slightest bruise." She said quietly. "It's depressing, because he goes on 'trips', and doesn't return for days- weeks, even."
Orochimaru returned, holding a manila envelope, out to Gaara. "The papers." He said simply, getting a nod. Gaara bowed to them both, and left with the envelope, as Ryu sat back down in Orochimaru's lap. "What were you two talking about?" He questioned.
"I was telling him about how nice you are, and how you take long trips." She smiled,but her smile vanished as Orochimaru pulled down the blanket covering her left arm, frowning, at the fresh cuts.
"I'm sorry I didn't ask you for your permission, to be mine." He said but she put a hand on his arm.
"If it bothered me, I would have left a long time ago. And I would've been crying after I gave it up-but I just- fell asleep."
He smiled at the memory. "You're always welcome to go back home, you know-"
"Please don't make me go back!"
His smiles faded into a gentle smirk, as he pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her waist. He buried his face in her hair.
"Ryu...do you blame me?" He asked quietly, as she shook her head slightly.
"No." She said, listening, hearing steady breathing. "Orochimaru?" She looked at him, before an anime vein appeared on the side of her head.
'He fucking- fell asleep on me! GOD, he's heavy!'