A/N: This is an extremely short two shot. The idea came to me last night, also known as 3:00 in the morning. So if it does not make sense, that is why. And if there is any OOC-ness, I apologize. And if you are so inclined, please review. You can also flame. Just have a legitimate reason if you do flame. One other thing, I do not own Naruto or any of the characters. They all belong to Kishimoto (who I am not happy with!).

It was a secret that she would take with her to the grave. And at the rate she was going, the grave was not that far away. Anko Mitarashi sighed. She had just gotten back from a hard three day mission where she had gotten less than three hours of sleep the entire time. Her body was attempting to shut itself down so she would have no choice but to rest. She was fighting it though. She wanted to at least get out of her clothes and into her bed before she succumbed to peaceful slumber. All plans flew out of the window when she opened the door to her bedroom.

He was there. It had been so long. Ever since she had turned sixteen, they had met in secret. He was the one she had given her virginity to. He was the one who she felt some sort of emotion toward. He was the one who made her sigh and cry out in the dark. He was the one she was trying to protect and yet not arouse suspicion. He was the one who taught her almost everything she knew. He was the one had given her the curse mark at such a young age. He was the one who had left her all alone on a mission. Yet, he was also the one who she would run to when she felt the world closing in her. He was the one who would make the pain go away for just a little while. He was the one who had caused her pain that had not gone away in the past two years. Orochimaru was sitting on the edge of her bed looking like he did not have a care in the world.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Anko spat out. She was tired and now, to top it off, she was angry.

"Tsk. Tsk. Is that how you were taught to greet your superiors?" Orochimaru slightly taunted his former pupil. "And it has been a long time since we have met. That is not the proper way to greet an old friend."

"Old friend my ass." Anko said, her voice edged with steel. "Now answer my question. What the hell are you doing here?"

Orochimaru stood up and walked over to where Anko was barely standing. He did not say anything but instead took off her trench coat and threw it on the floor. Anko growled and attempted to push him away but that only made Orochimaru laugh a little. "No need to get so frisky, Anko. There will be time for that later."

"Like hell there will!" Anko moved away from him.

"You were not there two years ago. You left without a word! And then you just waltz in here like you own the place. You have some nerve, Orochimaru." Anko said as she moved toward the door. If she needed to make a quick escape, she wanted to be as close to an exit as possible and she did not relish the thought of jumping out of a window.

Orochimaru just moved over to where she was. Damn! Anko thought. I had forgotten how fast he was! And in my state, there is no way I will be able to outrun him! "Anko, you always did have a tendency to hold grudges. I was not there because I knew that there was an ambush waiting for me." He smirked at the cold glare Anko was giving him. "I knew that you had set up a little surprise for me. Though it probably did not occur to you that if I did show up then your cover would have been blown."

"I couldn't get out of the village any other way! The Third was beginning to question my reasons for leaving the village so many times especially since you decided to attack!"

Orochimaru placed his hand on Anko's cheek and said, "You couldn't risk your village finding out that you were sleeping with an S-class missing nin. You couldn't bear the thought of betraying your precious village that only uses you. You couldn't-" Whatever else Orochimaru was about to say was cut off by Anko who was now running on pure adrenaline.

"You are one to talk about being used. You use people all the time! You used that Uchiha kid who came running to you after you promised him power. You are still paying for that mistake! He almost killed you! If Kabuto had not been there, you would be dead. He became stronger than you expected in such a short period of time. And you used me!"

"Yet you still came back to me." Orochimaru sneered.

"And for the life of me, I sure as hell don't know why." Anko replied as the weariness began to creep back into her body. "Now get out. I don't know why you are here, but just get out. You have hurt me more times than I can count and I don't want to be hurt again."

With that, Anko turned from Orochimaru who was a little stunned at what she had said. She must have been extremely pissed that he had not had any contact with her in the past two years. She must not have noticed the fact that she always returned from her missions unharmed. Or that some kind stranger who had mysteriously paid for her rent and utilities never dared show his face or mention a name. She never noticed his ways of caring for her. Orochimaru saw Anko strip off her clothes and pull a t-shirt on.

She fell onto her bed with a thump and pulled a blanket over herself. She sighed in relief at the feel of her bed. The sigh of relief soon turned to a sigh of annoyance when she felt the bed dip on the other side as a body climbed in beside her. She wanted to put up a fight but did not have the strength. She needed to save her strength for the next day, or whenever she woke up. She doubted that Orochimaru would still be there, but if he was, there would be questions that she would have to answer, and it was questions that she did not want to answer.