Meds

Chapter 2: Tranquility in Chaos (Orochimaru’s world)

Authors note: please forgive me for my laziness, I’m kind of a sloth ^_^ ’ . For all of the idiots who do not know; there is no such place as Konoha in Japan. Umm . . . Koi means love (or fish LOL!) in Japanese.


Orochimaru had driven down the highway on his way to Konoha, a small community outside of Japan. The highway was heavily wooded with trees. Not an ounce of plains was seen for miles.

Orochimaru’s mind wasn’t completely on the road. He was thinking about the kiss him and his sensei shared. His body was physically reacting to the memory. He had wondered why he had called his sensei koi. ` It must have just been hormones, Orochimaru!’ He tried to convince himself. ` You’ve never been with anyone before and it was just a hormonal reaction!’

He remembered the warm weight of his teacher on top of him. He groaned in pain because the pressure of his shaft to his pants. Sensei Yakushi’s hot breath on his neck . . . ` Come on Orochimaru!’ The nineteen-year-old argued with himself, making the last right turn heading towards his home. ’You practically joked that Yakushi getting a career in education was a scam. Why the hell are you falling for him?’

He pulled into the driveway. The complex housed about a dozen orphans, most of them going to leave as soon as they reach twenty-one years of age. His foster dad Sarutobi, didn’t mind having all of the late teens in his household. The seventy-year-old man knew that the teens were making an effort around the house and in college. Orochimaru got out of his car, grabbed his keys, and shut the door.

The very seventy-year-old man who raised all of the kids at the residence including Orochimaru was pulling weeds out in the yard. His wrinkled hands were dirty with ground soil. He grinned sincerely at the pale teen, `` hey Orochimaru-kun! How was school today?’’

`` It was fine, Sarutobi-sensei!’’ Orochimaru replied. He, Jiraiya, and Tsunade were not given the last name of Sannin by the their foster dad who had them home-schooled from the time they were twelve to the time they were fourteen. They were given the last name the time they had first arrived at the house from a strange individual who was a friend of Sarutobi’s. The three nineteen year olds had assumed the guy to be dead since he had never returned. The three Sannins’ had called themselves siblings afterward.

His foster dad’s yelling and a large bang coming from the back of the house snapped him back to reality, `` Kami-sama!!! Itachi Uchiha!! Sasuke Uchiha!!! The Naras’ are going to get on our asses again about how many deer you two kill!’’

The two Uchiha brothers lost their parents due to a cruise ship accident that was heading to America and back. Sasuke Uchiha was the one who Orochimaru had mixed feelings about. He was both impressed by the brat and well as annoyed with the twelve-year-olds hissy fits and attitude complex. The youngest Uchiha kind of reminded Orochimaru of himself at that age.

However, Itachi Uchiha scared the shit out of him. The eighteen year old Uchiha had an even more unapproachable demeanor than Orochimaru. The story that Jiraiya told him when the Uchihas’ first arrived to the foster home. The story pretty much was that Itachi cut open the stomach of a squirrel and consumed its’ insides that spilled out with the blood.

As soon as Orochimaru shut the oak door behind him, Jiraiya was heading out with a joint in his ear. The pale teen sighed at the white-haired pervert’s ``other’’ habit besides peeping in on unsuspecting women. Jiraiya mischievously grinned at Orochimaru, `` I’m going to get Chinese eyes in the forest. Will you come get me when dinner’s done?’’

`` Whatever,’’ Orochimaru replied as he watched Jiraiya leave. He gazed up at the clock, it was only three in the afternoon. Jiraiya, unlike Orochimaru and Tsunade, never knew his parents. The white haired nineteen-year-old had spent his first eight years in a state run orphanage until he was adopted right along the same time with Tsunade and Orochimaru. Orochimaru’s hypothesis was that Jiraiya used drugs and women to avoid inner psychological pain. The pale teen walked past the living room where Naruto and Sai were competing against each other in Tekken Tag Tournament while Kakashi and Iruka watched idly.

Orochimaru gazed into the kitchen and gagged when he discovered that Tsunade was cooking again. Tsunade’s food was either burnt to a crisp or tasted like an old shoe. Orochimaru would volunteer to take over with the cooking, but he didn’t fancy getting punched through the nearest wall. Tsunade gazed up at the black haired teen and replied, `` dinner will be served in an hour, Orochimaru!’’ Tsunade had came from a prominent family before becoming an orphan. Unfortunately, her greedy distant relatives on her dad’s side got the family fortune and didn’t leave the then six-year-old a cent. They didn’t even bother to adopt her, so she was sent to an orphanage in Kobe and was adopted a year and a half later.

`` Alright, Tsunade-chan!’’ Orochimaru replied, heading up the stairs to his room. Orochimaru flopped down on the bed and looked at his rare purple boa he called Manda. Manda was an extremely unfriendly snake that bit everyone including his owner. Orochimaru would have to head out to the local pet store in a couple of days to get a mouse for Manda to eat.

The dark purple walls of the room was halfway covered with posters. The posters consisted of the song artists/ bands Zeromancer, Velvet Acid Christ, Type O Negative, The Smiths, Smashing Pumpkins, Sisters of Mercy, Murderdolls, Mindless Self Indulgence, R.E.M, Fiona Apple, Bush, Depeche Mode, Billy Idol, Alice Cooper, Killing Joke, Danzig, Ministry, 3 Doors Down, Pet Shop Boys, Orgy, Deadsy, Berlin, A Perfect Circle, Marilyn Manson, and the Cure.

His CD collection consisted of the same artists that he had posters of. His black carpeted floor was littered with his dirty clothes, dog-eared novels that he already read, and old book bags. His shelves were just as cluttered with novels he haven’t read yet, figurines of white snakes, candles, occult paraphernalia, decorative weapons, a large purple rope centered on top of his deep green bed frame, old chemistry sets, horror movie DVDs, and Manda’s cage at the center of the clutter.

Orochimaru got up and removed his silver earrings and set them by a long sword. He took off all of his spiked jewelry and his black jeans and tee shirt. He gathered up and wore a purple yukata with snow white cranes as its’ design. He put on a pair of black cotton slacks over his boxers. He rested upon his bed, not hungry for Tsunade’s disgusting cooking.

To be continued . . .

Author’s note: I hope I didn’t bore you guys too much with the glimpse into Orochimaru’s life in this fan fiction. Anyway, next chapter is a glimpse into Kabuto’s life with a guest appearance with Kabuto’s ex-lover; forty-year-old Sasori and even possibly an appearance with Sasori’s current lover (in this fan fiction) Deidara. Stay Tuned :D