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He woke up all in cold sweat. Another nightmare. If it’s going to be like this, he won’t be sleeping at all.
He felt stabbing pain in his left hand. He tried to move his finger, but he couldn’t.
Painkiller he thought when he dragged himself form bed. That was another time he thanked himself for taking part of his lab with him.
He forgot to put his slippers on and his feet were cold when he went through marble floor. That was another hideout, which Orochimaru had never used and only Kabuto knew about. For that time, he was safe here.
While he was walking through hall, he tried send some chakra to his hand, but he failed. Pain was too strong. He would have given very much if he had been person who is not feeling long term pain, because his wounds healed to fast to really feel them. That his the most painful thing in life was getting hit by Uzumaki with rasengan.
Why that was happening to him?
He heard something and that made him jump with fear. He looked around, but there was nothing. Only darkness and he couldn’t see anything because he forgot his glasses – what made him swear in mind. He was there only by himself, nobody knew where he was.
‘Kabuto’
He looked around nervously again, breathing fast. It was just impossible to be there someone. He’s here alone, only by himself.
I want morning already
He went faster and, after while, he rushed into his lab. He ran to his medicines and started looking for phials nearly didn’t see anything. Painkiller and sleeping pills.
‘Kabuto…’
That voice again. I have to be faster, I’m here alone! Where that fucking phials? Light, turn on the light!
He sought switch, but it didn’t help at all. Everything was indistinct.
‘Kabuto…’
Glasses, my glasses. They must be somewhere here.
He ran to his desk and sought only by his touch his glasses. That voice was in his head all the time. He threw down some thing but…
‘THERE!’
Broken one, but it’s nothing.
He wore it on his nose, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. There was no one, as he thought.
Why are you so scared? You’re rationalist, you idiot!
He unhurriedly come to table with medicines and at once found painkiller and sleeping pills. He turned back and went to door. He wanted to open phials and helped himself with left hand.
He screamed deeply and jumped back falling on table with medicines, which collapsed. He was on the floor among broken phials and spilling medicines wounded his right hand. However, he didn’t even notice. He looked on his left hand…
Which was covered by white scales.
He moved that hand from himself as long as he could.
‘Kabuto!’
He jumped up, reeling a little. He didn’t even feel pieces of glass in his bare feet. He looked around and almost hit ceiling by his head when jumped with fear because of his reflection in the mirror.
‘Kabuto, bring me back to life!’
Kabuto screamed again – in mirror wasn’t his face, but Orochimaru’s. He went very, very pale.
‘You’re dead! YOU ARE DEAD!!!’
‘I’m living in you. Bring me back, give me your body’ he heard voice.
‘No… no… NO!!!’ he cries. He fall on floor. ‘IT’S IMPOSSIBLE! YOU’RE DEAD! OROCHIMARU-SAMA, YOU’RE DEAD!
He tried to drown out voice in his head, but he couldn’t. His hand hurt him more. He cowered in embryonic position and started to tremble.
‘It’s impossible…. It's a nightmare... I’m rationalist… it’s impossible…’
He woke up all in cold sweat. Another nightmare. If it’s going to be like this, he won’t be sleeping at all.
He felt stabbing pain in his left hand. He tried to move his finger, but he couldn’t.
Painkiller he thought when he dragged himself form bed. That was another time he thanked himself for taking part of his lab with him.
He forgot to put his slippers on and his feet were cold when he went through marble floor. That was another hideout, which Orochimaru had never used and only Kabuto knew about. For that time, he was safe here.
While he was walking through hall, he tried send some chakra to his hand, but he failed. Pain was too strong. He would have given very much if he had been person who is not feeling long term pain, because his wounds healed to fast to really feel them. That his the most painful thing in life was getting hit by Uzumaki with rasengan.
Why that was happening to him?
He heard something and that made him jump with fear. He looked around, but there was nothing. Only darkness and he couldn’t see anything because he forgot his glasses – what made him swear in mind. He was there only by himself, nobody knew where he was.
‘Kabuto’
He looked around nervously again, breathing fast. It was just impossible to be there someone. He’s here alone, only by himself.
I want morning already
He went faster and, after while, he rushed into his lab. He ran to his medicines and started looking for phials nearly didn’t see anything. Painkiller and sleeping pills.
‘Kabuto…’
That voice again. I have to be faster, I’m here alone! Where that fucking phials? Light, turn on the light!
He sought switch, but it didn’t help at all. Everything was indistinct.
‘Kabuto…’
Glasses, my glasses. They must be somewhere here.
He ran to his desk and sought only by his touch his glasses. That voice was in his head all the time. He threw down some thing but…
‘THERE!’
Broken one, but it’s nothing.
He wore it on his nose, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. There was no one, as he thought.
Why are you so scared? You’re rationalist, you idiot!
He unhurriedly come to table with medicines and at once found painkiller and sleeping pills. He turned back and went to door. He wanted to open phials and helped himself with left hand.
He screamed deeply and jumped back falling on table with medicines, which collapsed. He was on the floor among broken phials and spilling medicines wounded his right hand. However, he didn’t even notice. He looked on his left hand…
Which was covered by white scales.
He moved that hand from himself as long as he could.
‘Kabuto!’
He jumped up, reeling a little. He didn’t even feel pieces of glass in his bare feet. He looked around and almost hit ceiling by his head when jumped with fear because of his reflection in the mirror.
‘Kabuto, bring me back to life!’
Kabuto screamed again – in mirror wasn’t his face, but Orochimaru’s. He went very, very pale.
‘You’re dead! YOU ARE DEAD!!!’
‘I’m living in you. Bring me back, give me your body’ he heard voice.
‘No… no… NO!!!’ he cries. He fall on floor. ‘IT’S IMPOSSIBLE! YOU’RE DEAD! OROCHIMARU-SAMA, YOU’RE DEAD!
He tried to drown out voice in his head, but he couldn’t. His hand hurt him more. He cowered in embryonic position and started to tremble.
‘It’s impossible…. It's a nightmare... I’m rationalist… it’s impossible…’
Literature
Seeing Is Believing
You only ever see one side.
The darkest side. The side with a clever tongue and cruel thoughts.
You think thats all there is, but if you could see
If you could him as he sleeps, his silver hair loose and free, his mouth half open as he breathes, in, out, ever so softly, his breath the only sound in the still night as the moonlight pools on the rumpled covers of his bed.
If you could only see his eyes, eyes so worn after a long, long day of tension, destruction, and lies. If you could only see him resting his tired frame for what feels like seconds before he is summoned yet again, pulled by chains he doesnt even realize h
Literature
Ways to irritate Kabuto
Ways to irritate Kabuto
1) Ask him if he is Orochimarus butler and if he has to scrub Orochimarus scaly back (ewwwwwww)
2) Steal his glasses and put them in the toilet
3) Ask him why he bleached his hair and to make him feel better (more like scream), dye his hair pink in his sleep
4) Put your hyper active dog in Kabutos room full of glass jars and watch as the jars drop like flies
5) Fill his entire bedroom and bathroom with stink bugs
6) When he is not looking fill his tub with bubble bath and electric eels
7) Knock him out with a full moon frying pan and then drag him into a room full of spiders
8) Stick one of Ze
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Ways to annoy Orochimaru
Ways to drive Orochimaru insane
1) In his sleep, give him a bowl haircut like lees
2) After #2, then the next day shave all of his hair off (Orochimaru: Not my precious hair!!!)
3) Replace his shampoo with dog poop (fresh from the front lawn)
4) Put a bunch of fire ants in his underwear
5) Call him by the nickname of Drag Queen of the century in his presence
6) Shout out calling him a child molester. When tries to deny it, shout Then what do you call that!!*points to Sasukes outfit* (Sasuke: -_-; )
7) Sneak a bunch of cockroaches into his bed
8) When he is away from his lair, floo
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Is this for real or only in my mind?
I had that idea long time ago. I wrote it in my language and in polish it's a lot better. It's very hard to me to write something non-polish, but, well – if I did that in polish probably no one would read that.
I will be content if someone could check it and tell me where I made mistakes and which parts you couldn’t understand. I’m simple in English and gome for that.
Inspiration was one fanart – but I just don’t remember which one and whose. Sorry for that.
Well, I will never understand why Kabuto absorb Orochimaru’s DNA. What exactly made him to do that. Maybe he wasn’t thinking at that time. But after – he gone insane. And that I can understand. Orochimaru is slowly taking him – slowly, not at once, in my opinion. I totally understand how he could feel. His body never belong to himself, he got no freedom. And now, even his mind isn’t his. He’s most tragic character in Naruto. Even Haku or Kimimaro were happier, ‘cos they didn’t want to live for themselves. Kabuto – we don’t quite know.
I feel sorry for him.
I like him being badass (dark son of a bitch – well girls love that kind of characters, they are fascinating), but I can imagine him as Konoha medic in hospital – given to children lollipops and smile kindly. If not Sasori, if not Orochimaru… poor Kabuto.
Yakushi Kabuto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto
I had that idea long time ago. I wrote it in my language and in polish it's a lot better. It's very hard to me to write something non-polish, but, well – if I did that in polish probably no one would read that.
I will be content if someone could check it and tell me where I made mistakes and which parts you couldn’t understand. I’m simple in English and gome for that.
Inspiration was one fanart – but I just don’t remember which one and whose. Sorry for that.
Well, I will never understand why Kabuto absorb Orochimaru’s DNA. What exactly made him to do that. Maybe he wasn’t thinking at that time. But after – he gone insane. And that I can understand. Orochimaru is slowly taking him – slowly, not at once, in my opinion. I totally understand how he could feel. His body never belong to himself, he got no freedom. And now, even his mind isn’t his. He’s most tragic character in Naruto. Even Haku or Kimimaro were happier, ‘cos they didn’t want to live for themselves. Kabuto – we don’t quite know.
I feel sorry for him.
I like him being badass (dark son of a bitch – well girls love that kind of characters, they are fascinating), but I can imagine him as Konoha medic in hospital – given to children lollipops and smile kindly. If not Sasori, if not Orochimaru… poor Kabuto.
Yakushi Kabuto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto
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Yay!
Why don´t you write a story about this?
It´s AWESOME !