OroKabu number threeAs Kabuto sat in a chair at Orochimaru's table he was feeling excruciatingly awkward. Here he was, being served breakfast my his master who had witnessed extreme weakness [on his part] AND slept in the same bed as him the night before. It was like a bizarre nightmare... except that in some part of his brain Kabuto was immensely satisfied. Which made it all the more embarrassing.OroKabu number three
"Tea?" asked Orochimaru as he stirred some eggs in a pan.
"Yes, thank you." Replied kabuto, sounding much more grateful than he origionally intended. It was only when he actually had food in front of him that Kabuto realized he was ravenous. Perhaps all the stre
OroKabu number twoChapter twoOroKabu number two
When Kabuto woke up he glanced at his small window. There was a dust mote coming in from the side of the curtain. He checked the time from a clock on his wall.
"...Nine forty-five..... NINE FORTY-FIVE???? Crap!" Orochimaru-sama will be so mad! He made to get up but there were still arms wrapped around him.
"Uunnmm... why are you yelling Kabuto?..."
Oh yeah. Orochimaru-sama was in his bed. Right beside him.
"I was supposed to check on the south wing test subjects at six!"
'Oh... well they won't all just drop dead from not seeing you one morning..." said Orochimaru, propping himself up against the cool head board. [ironically, some
OroKabu"I think I should get the next hide out properly insulated..." the villain muttered as he paced his labyrinth of hallways. Sure it's less expensive and more fitting for it to be cold but this is ridiculous. He thought to himself as he tried to warm his hands up. Subconsciously he found himself making a right turn to the south wing of the hide out, where his most useful servant's quarters were. As his eyes began to take in where his feet were going, seemingly random blurrings of memory floated through his mind... "...-nk you for giving me the room with the fireplace, Orochimaru-sama..." there was also an image of his servant Yakushi KabuOroKabu
*revives and jumps out of flaming torrent*
Sweet
"matthew... i love you... i want you.."
"f-france? what are you-- ahh!!"
"you are mine... be mine... be mine..."
"ah... stop!! we should not--"
the french man tugged lovingly at the younger man's waist band...
"francis... stop..." whined matthew as he shifted uncomfortably and blushed. he could usually deal with bonnefoy's habits, but this was too far. the northern country was way out of his comfort zone... and france knew it.
wonderfully vague yes?
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but sometimes they don't make sense
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