Missing Link

A/N: This is part of a Roleplay between myself and kitti-pixie@yahoo.com, we decided to share it with you. Please let us know what you think! Flames are welcome too!

Again I own nothing, I only write for fun and I make nothing-- sad really.

Warnings may grow more serious as story moves on.


Chapter One


Tsunade turned off her desk light and closed her book; these college courses were killing her. Who'd have thought making clothes so complicated? She had intended to become a fashion designed since middle school and here she was well on her way. Her eyes drifted to a tiny silver framed picture on the corner of her desk of her and Jiraiya-- his way-to-long white hair blowing in the wind as he held her bridal style in a pink bikini. Looking at that gave her chills-- she missed his touch so much. But Jiraiya was a playboy and not long after this shot he had been caught by Tsunade in a hot tub with another woman. It hadn't taken her long to start dating again but now she wondered if that had been the smartest move..

Orochimaru sighed as he took his thin-framed glasses off his face; he only needed them for reading. He put them in his pocket, smiling as he made his way to his love's office. Tsunade, the A-Star of her major, was only his second girlfriend; Orochimaru had high-standards when it came to his women and only few met them. Like Tsunade, he was the A-Star of his class, majoring in the study of reptiles (mainly snakes). The work wasn't very tiring but the major responsibilities that came with it could wear you out. His smile returned as he spotted the door to Tsunade's office. He opened it quietly, peering in. She had closed her book and her desk light was off; she was done. "But why is she just sitting there?" he wondered, narrowing his eyes a bit, unable to see what she was doing in the dark. He walked in a bit more, smiling as he was made it to her side. "Finished?" he asked her.

She jerked at the sudden intrusion and then hearing the familiar voice she cringed and then turned to face him. He was handsome-- a bit pale-- but he was definitely handsome. Her smile was automatic and for no real reason. "Hello, Orochimaru. I was surprised you weren't over here sooner-- such a lovely day I would think you'd want to spend it outdoors with me."

She stood and smoothed her sundress over her voluptuous curves. Orochimaru just smiled and shrugged; he didn't go outside often, thus the pale skin. He preferred to remain indoors and work; on the other hand, spending time with Tsunade would piss Jiraiya off to an impossible measure.

"Forgive me," he said. "My work called me for me longer than I expected." He gave her a friendly smile. "Forgive me?" he asked, holding out a hand to her. A real lady's man he was; kept his eyes on her face, never made moves until the mood called for it, and always quick to please her. All the girls wanted him and only select few made it as close as Tsunade.

She took his hand, "Why of course I will, you really are a charmer." She allowed herself to be embraced, yet she could not shake the feeling that this was all wrong. Orochimaru had creepiness about him that she felt sometimes and it perturbed her. Shrugging it away she smiled again, "Orochimaru-- there is a party tonight at one of the dorms. i was thinking of going but I'm not sure its your thing."
Orochimaru smiled down at her, holding her close to him. Yes, he was creepy, but he had his 'human' moments; like this. He loved to feel Tsunade close to him, to hold her and know she belonged to him. He blinked and looked down at her; party? Had anyone asked him it would have been an immediate no, but it was Tsunade...Slowly, he forced a smile. "It's fine with me," he said. "I don't mind as long as I'm with you." He swore if anyone hit on her, they'd pass in their sleep.

Girls would most likely be all over him, but he could handle that. What he couldn't handle is someone taking Tsunade. She was his and it would stay that way.

She smiled, "Great. Jiraiya may be there-- in fact I know he will. Pervert wouldn't miss his chance with teenage girls with their tops off..." She muttered. "Baka."
She still loved her ex, deep down she always would. He'd been her first really. Shaking her head she turned back to her current lover and blinked. "So then want to pick me up at 8?"

Orochimaru tensed at a certain name, frowning deeply. "He'll stay away if he knows what's good for him..." the snake-expert thought. He pushed his frown back before Tsunade could notice, smiling at her again. "Of course Tsunade-Chan," he said. There was no need for the suffix, they were the same age, but it was sort of a nickname/pet-name for her. He gently held her hand in his own, rubbing it softly. "Shall we go then?" he asked. "I'll walk you home." He smiled at her, looking into her golden brown eyes with his own bright gold.

She nodded, noticing that her lower abdomen seemed rather tense today, warning her that she was becoming fertile and that taking extra precaution was a necessity if he planned to walk her home. That usually meant they would end up in some romantic position. Her quick feeling of dread was overcome by the excitement for the party. Perhaps she could put him off until later. He was not a bad lover-- simply put; he just wasn't as good as Jiraiya.

Orochimaru wasn't like Jiraiya at all in many ways; he wasn't as good with sex but, unlike Jiraiya, if Tsunade said 'No' that was the end of it; he didn't try to persuade her otherwise. He gave her a gentleman's smile and took her hand gently before leading her out of her office. All the time he had been in there, he had ignored that picture of her and her ex on her desk. He had never asked her to get rid of it, knowing for now he was the 'rebound relationship'. Maybe when they got closer it would be safer to ask her of such, but for not he gritted his teeth and bore with it. As he walked her out of the building, her hand in his, he was mostly silent, leaving her in her thoughts and thinking to himself as well. He had noticed signs of her missing Jiraiya, such as she falling silent when he entered a room or even catching her staring at him. Only once had... she called Orochimaru by the pervert's name; she had caught herself and apologized greatly for it. He merely let it go, saying it was only a mere mistake but it had bothered him for a while. Now, later tonight, they were going to a party where he would be and Orochimaru swore never to let Tsunade out of his sight or to let Jiraiya near her; he wasn't going to hurt her again...not now or ever again.

Tsunade chattered away from inside her closet, most of her words muffled by the vast amount of clothing but she had selected five dresses for tonight for Orochimaru to judge. The one she stepped out wearing was a rather cutesy pink number-- simply a pink jean skirt with a white blouse that made her look almost school girlish had it not been for the basketball sized breasts.

Orochimaru smiled as he sat on Tsunade's bed, rather casually; he felt like he belonged there, so why not act casually? He listened to every word she said, nodding at her every now and again to show he was paying attention. When she stepped out in her first outfit, he smiled and laughed a bit. "A bit 'high school'," he said, kindly. "Unless that's what you're going for."

She chuckled, "Kind of-- I was thinking of fun and flirty, it is a frat party." She nodded and moved closer to him, placing her hands on his shoulder.

Orochimaru smiled at her. "Hm," he said. "So, it’s an immature fest then?" He chuckled a bit and moved a bit closer to her. "If that's the case, I'm glad I dressed casual."

She nodded, "Ya know it isn't quite my thing either but I figured what the hell? I need some fun -- I have been so bored lately." She turned around quickly, fearing he might see it on her face that the real reason for this party was she wanted to see Jiraiya and yet she denied it to herself as well.

Orochimaru smiled at her gently and gently caressed her face. "No need to turn away from me, I won't judge you my love." He smiled and kissed her cheek gently. He was completely obvious to her real reasons, thinking she was truly just bored. "Forgive me for leaving you bored though," he said. "I'll do better come around." He gave her a gentle hug.

"I didn't mean by you silly." She twirled around to face him. "I meant that work has us so busy and I just haven’t felt well lately-- I am afraid I haven't um-- entertained you properly." She replied quietly. She was referring to the fact that she just couldn’t give in and make love to him as much as he would like. It was difficult when she was doing it and opened her eyes to find black ebony hair draped across her shoulder instead of the startling white of Jiraiya’s.

Orochimaru placed his hands on her shoulders now, gently hugging her from behind. "Our majors will keep us busy," he told her. "I'm afraid that's our life right now." He nuzzled gently. "And you don't have to worry about 'entertaining' me. I don't require that from you." He kissed her cheek. "As long as you love me, you can take your time. I'm in no rush." Complete gentleman, a guy all women said didn't exist. He smiled at her, nuzzling her neck a bit.
She wanted to say it, it only seemed right to return those words to him right now. But she couldn't. Instead she returned his cuddle and surprised herself with a wave of emotion that came over her. Forcing the smile to curl her lips she pushed away lightly. "I need to shower and such-- see you at eight?"
"Alright," Orochimaru agreed, taking his cue to leave. He gave her one more kiss on her forehead and gently stood, waving good bye to her before leaving.

Eight-thirty p.m. at night, the party was raging with the typical college teens drinking, dancing, and secret exchanges of drugs and sex upstairs in secret rooms. As Tsunade and Orochimaru entered, they were both greeted by classmates and friends from previous semesters. Orochimaru put on a small and greeted all his 'friends', at least the group thought so. He kept his eye on Tsunade, making sure her girlfriends didn't take her too far. If Jiraiya was here, he didn't want her to be near him.

For some odd reason it didn’t seem as if the white haired play boy was anywhere around, odd too. Tsunade looked around discreetly for him and felt her heart sink when she saw nothing.

"Psst, Tsunade," her friend and classmate, Shizune, whispered to her. "He's upstairs..." She gave her a friendly wink and smiled at her.

Tsunade felt dizzy suddenly-- a sick feeling creeping over her. "He's up there banging some two bit bimbo isn't he?" She whispered in return-- ensuring that Orochimaru was lost in some boring conversation with a fellow herpetologist
Shizune frowned and nodded. "Yeah, 'fraid so..." She looked back at her friend. "I'm sorry Tsunade; I tried to stall him until you got here! But he was already buzzing and the girl was eager." She looked down, disappointed in herself

Tsunade touched her shoulder softly. "Not your fault. The man's never been able to keep it in his pants." She gave Shizune a sweet smile-- then excused herself to the bathroom. She found the door locked and a wash of anger almost sent her fist through the door and possibly skull of whoever dared be in there. The sounds of a sick- as- a-dog human made her withdraw the punch. "Damn it," She said to herself. "Now I have to go upstairs don't I?"

As she made her way up the stairs she found herself listening to the sounds that penetrated the closed doors. Video games, laughter, talking, glass clinking-- but no beds squeaking or screams of passion. Maybe he was done-- but that was weird-- Jiraiya was not a minute man.

Shizune smiled gently at her friend, watching her leave before going back to the group she'd come from. Meanwhile, Orochimaru was still lost in his friends, engrossed the current male talking about breeding two different snakes, it was almost complete. This was too interesting for him; could two different snakes really combine? Upstairs, Jiraiya had just finished with...uh...what's-her-name? Anyways, he was done. He zipped up his jeans and reached for his shirt, slipping it over his head. She purred from behind him, still in the bed; it'd be a while before she'd walk long distances. He chuckled to himself. "Rest easy." he said. “Give me a call when you can stand again." He smiled smugly and headed for the door.

Tsunade frowned, "Maybe the pervert took her to his own apartment."

She shook her head-- hating that the fool was still on her mind. Why couldn't she get over him? She'd never been an overly heavy drinker but these past few days she had found plum sake to be most helpful. She'd found a bottle unattended outside a room and uncorked it-- pleased to find it full and took a long drink.

Orochimaru blinked, glancing over his shoulder. When he didn't see Tsunade, he inwardly panicked. He left his friends, who didn't seem to notice and began to look around for his girlfriend. He started with downstairs, assuming Tsunade wouldn't be upstairs because he didn't think her to be that kind of person. He continued looking around, unable to find her downstairs; growling he headed upstairs. Jiraiya exited the room, quiet proud of himself. As he headed downstairs, he noticed a door slightly ajar. He blinked and tip-toed over it, peering inside. He saw the back of a very curvy female; not recognizing Tsunade. He smiled and quickly...walked in. "All alone, sweet thing?" he asked as he walked in.

She turned to him wiping a small amount of sake from her lips, her eyes went wide. "J-- Jiraiya!"

"Tsunade! W-What are you doing here?!" he asked, giving a nervous chuckle. "I didn't think these things suited you well." He gave another nervous laugh, taking another step back towards the door.

"Lot of things has changed since then." She smiled a little-- her heart hammered in her chest so hard that her shirt shook faintly.

"That's true..." he said, looking down at his feet a little. He as able to smile when she did, rubbing the back of his head. "So...you here with Shizune?" He looked around the room for the mentioned, not seeing her.

"Um no," She saw her chance to drive the stake into his heart-- she suddenly wanted to see him angry. Or maybe she wanted him to grab her and throw her against a wall and demand her to leave him, rough her up, or maybe just beg her back..... she didn't know she was so confused. With a tight smile she replied. "I am with Orochimaru."

"Orochimaru?" Jiraiya repeated. His face changed; he glared at her and tightened his fists. "Why are you here with that reptile loser?" he asked. "What's he got that I don't?" He raised his voice a little, obviously insulted by her new choice. Speaking of whom, Orochimaru waited upstairs, cringing at some of the noises he heard. He thought about calling out for Tsunade, but didn't want to embarrass her; rather he stuck to just listening for her voice.

She glared back, shutting the door and immediately muffling her voice. "Nothing--” The sake had hit her hard. "Not a God damned thing-- in fact, he sucks in bed-- he’s not near as handsome-- he bores me silly with snakes--" She paused to watch his ego and the bulge in his jeans swell..."But at least I know he’s not fucking everything that lies down for five minutes

That stroked Jiraiya's pride a lot, the last bit even bounced right off of him. "Is it worth it though?" he asked, smirking. "Is it worth remaining unsatisfied and practically begging for more?" He chuckled, smiling at her with that knowing, and wanting look in his eyes.

Orochimaru walked slowly down the hall, keeping his ears opened, he heard a door shut and walked towards that, listening. When he reached, all he heard was a male speaking.

Tsunade's mouth opened but she couldn't get the words out. Her panties were growing damp and she cursed Jiraiya for his rugged looks and knowing just how to talk to her. She licked her lips softly and moved closer-- speaking in a whisper. "Why Jiraiya, can it be you still want me even after you've had every woman in town?"

Jiraiya smiled, his ways never failed to get him laid once or twice. "You and only you..." he said, smirking. "No one can take me in like you..." He leaned to whisper. "And I mean with both set of lips..."

Orochimaru blinked, hearing nothing behind the recently closed door. Maybe Tsunade wasn't up here; had she left with someone? That wasn't like her...He stepped away from the door, and got his cell phone, dialing her number...

She shuddered in his grasp. "Jiraiya you shouldn't say things like that. You know you'll just break my heart again."

"It's not my fault baby," he said. "The ladies want me and I can't deny them a little piece of Heaven."

He chuckled and nuzzled her. "Learn to share a bit..." Orochimaru pressed the green button on his phone and pressed it to his ear, listening to it ring.

She growled at him. "Hell no. What are you-- drunk? I want you-- all you to myself." She snapped, still in his arms.

Jiraiya tightened his grip on her, just a bit. "Hm..." he said thinking. "I guess I can cut back a bit," He smiled at her. "Just for you and only for you."

He leaned in to kiss her, interrupted by her cell phone ring time going off. Orochimaru whirled around, hearing Tsunade's ring tone from that room?! He quickly walked to it and grasped the knob, turning it and throwing it opened. His golden eyes widened, his chest filling with hurt, anger, rage, and other emotions he couldn't describe. He hung up his phone, just staring at the two...

Jiraiya smirked at the pale faced reptile lover with a grin that could be classified as 'Shit- eating'.... Tsunade's voice failed but when it returned it was a faint squeak. "Orochimaru this--"

"Is exactly what it looks like." Jiraiya quipped, daring the other male to come closer.

Orochimaru took half a step back, but then stopped. He shouldn't run away; if anything he should kick that pervert's ass. The anger came to his face, as the rage escaped him. He stalked over quickly, grabbing Tsunade by the shoulder, tearing her away from Jiraiya and to the side as he clinched his fist and drew his arm back for a punch.

“Just try it snake boy, and I'll rearrange your face." He snarled lightly, readying for the punch.

Orochimaru was trying it; he socked Jiraiya with a good hit to his face, making the white-haired perv stumble back. Orochimaru felt his knuckles throb, but ignored it. Jiraiya would pay for this!

In a flash of white hair, his wrist was grabbed and forced back into a painful position. Tsunade yelled out something but the bone shattering crack made her stop. Orochimaru did not know Jiraiya was trained at self-defense-- and his wrist dangled brokenly. "Come near her again and I'll make this your neck." Jiraiya promised him calmly.

Orochimaru tensed, feeling his wrist and hand break; he had never felt pain like that and couldn't hold back the strangled cry of pain. He glared at Jiraiya, anger surging through her. "She belongs to me now," he said, growling at Jiraiya. "You lost her, you stupid jackass! She is my girlfriend!"

"Is that a fact?" Tsunade slurred a little-- the sake was too strong for her.. it had been laced with other things but she hadn't known that. "You don't OWN me and I don’t belong to you!"

Jiraiya sighed in relief. "Yeah you heard the lady--"

Orochimaru turned to her, hurt. "Tsunade-Chan," he said, ignoring Jiraiya. He took a step towards her, keeping his broken wrist safely at his side. "I didn't mean it that way; I only meant for Jiraiya to leave you alone. I won't want him hurting you again."

She Nodded, "I know but this-- this is something I have to do." Tsunade took a step towards Jiraiya. "He and I need to work some things out, Orochimaru. I know you understand.”
Orochimaru could only stare at her in shock; she couldn't be serious! Was she really for real?! "Tsunade..." He looked down, obviously hurt.

He was silent for a moment before turning around and walking out of the room quickly. He headed downstairs and left the party, going to his car. He pulled the keys out of his pocket, unlocked his car door and got in. He buckled and started the car up; Tsunade could find her own way home.

She shook her head, not quite understanding why he'd taken that so badly. She was too drunk, nothing made sense now. Turning to Jiraiya she turned the bottle up again and fell against the wall with a grunt. "What--the--"

Jiraiya chuckled and walked over to her, helping her stand before picking her up and setting her on the bed. "Relax now," he told her, crawling on top of her. "Let me take you away from this world." He smiled and kissed her gently, smiling behind the kiss.
Her body did relax-- a bit much for her liking. She heard his voice-- smelled his rugged muck and shook in anticipation. But she didn't exactly want this-- she tried to protest but all that came out was "Jiraiya."

Jiraiya smiled at his name, kissing down her neck and in between the top that showed off her cleavage. "Relax," he told her. "Jiraiya will take care of you." He smiled and pulled her top up above her large breasts, kissing and licking a trail down her chest and stomach.

She shuddered, her body reacting all on its own but the rest of her seemed disconnected. She'd have stopped him-- had she been able.

Jiraiya smiled and reached her skirt; he quickly pushed the hem up over her hips, along with her panties to her knees; that was all he was needed. He quickly undid his own jeans, pulling out his erect member. "Good thing you're already wet," he told her as he positioned himself and looked down at her.

She frowned, "Jiraiya-- please--" Her sight blurred suddenly and she could not finish her protest.

"Impatient?" he asked, smirking. He quickly entered her, going into his hilt. He hissed in pleasure, arching his back. "Yes..." he said.”Tight as you were the first time." he smirked, thrusting slowly

The pain registered dully-- had she not been knocked out she'd have screamed and possibly scratched his eyes out. Jiraiya had always been somewhat too large for her and his entrance had to be slow or it caused her great pain.

Hearing no protests, he continued, thrusting quickly. Her tight ridges rubbed against him constantly, building up his climax like no other could. He gave a strangled moan, as he thrust and kissed her deeply, quickly showing his tongue in her mouth.
She tasted his kiss and it tasted vaguely of liquor and something else she couldn't place. Moaning slightly she arched up and felt her body began to shake in climax, soaking herself and Jiraiya in her juices.

Jiraiya moaned into the kissed, coming inside her as well. He smiled, pulling away gently and nuzzling her. "There we go," he said. "Bet that creepy snake could never fill you up like that."

She panted; sweat had formed along her forehead. "No-- he--" The rest was mumbled incoherently.

She turned towards Jiraiya and nuzzled his slightly, wishing to hold him s she slept. Her stomach fluttered, her internal organs seemed to have been moved by his powerful thrusts, but that was a typical night of sex with Jiraiya

Jiraiya smiled and nuzzled her back, putting an arm around her waist. "Just rest," he told her. "Everything will be fine when you wake up." He released her as he fixed his clothes and hers as well before sliding in bed next to her. He put his arm around her waist again, kissing her neck.

The morning sun awoke her, her eyes fluttered open to greet her with a horrible headache. Blinking she squirmed around for a better look of the room, wondering how in the hell she'd gotten here.

Next to her was Jiraiya, lying on his back with his head turned away from her as he slept. He snored slightly, hand twitching a bit.

She blinked and sat up a little too soon, her stomach tightened and she felt the familiar pain of having been stretched to hell and back, her thighs ached, her panties stuck to her and a stream of semen had dried on her inner thigh. With a rising panic she lifted the hem of her skirt to verify it and was greeted by the overpowering smell of Jiraiya. Her scream came unexpected and could have raised the dead.

Jiraiya jumped up from his sleep, fists up ready to fight. "What?! Huh?!" He looked around, blinking and seeing nothing. "What the...?" he looked to the side, spotting Tsunade. "Nightmare?" he asked, rubbing his head as his own headache began.

"Yes! And I can't wake up-- oh my Gods what did you do to me?" She covered her face with both hands, tears welling up.

Jiraiya blinked. "You told me Orochimaru wasn't satisfying you and, after you broke up with him last night, asked me to have sex." He stared at her. "Why are you crying?"

She looked at him with a frown, "I was drunk out of my mind-- I didn't say yes or no-- in fact, I was trying to stop you because I didn't want sex with no condom!" She tried top stand but it was still painful. "You raped me, Jiraiya!"
Jiraiya stared at her stupidly. "I did not!" He said, glaring at her. "You admitted to me that Orochimaru couldn't do it like I did! That's an invitation to my ears!"

She rubbed her face, "Oh Jiraiya for Gods sakes I-- I love you." She yelled at him, unmindful of the streaming tears. "I love you so much I fucking hate you! Gods what am I going to do--?" Her hands fumbled around her pelvic region-- she could feel it-- she just knew

"You can start by calming down," he suggested. "Tsunade, I love you too but you really need to get ahold of yourself. How about I take you home, you can get cleaned up, and we'll talk like you wanted, okay?"

She shivered and nodded, completely unsure of herself. "I need time, Jiraiya. I don't particularly like being your second best bitch-- I know about the other girl."

Jiraiya stood up, giving his pocket a brief pat to make sure his car keys were still there. After his confirmation, he was towards the door. "The other girl was a one-night-stand." he said. "All I've been doing is sleeping around sense you left." He turned to her, smiling as he opened the door. "Unless a girl can hold me like you can, then I find them no fun at all."

She glowered as she followed him, "One night stands are why we aren’t together-- you never did tell me what you were doing in a hot tub with a cheerleader who was barely 16." She reminded him.

Jiraiya blushed pink and smiled smugly. "You want me to be blunt or tell you the details?" he asked, holding the door open for her before following her out.
She raised an eyebrow, "Details would be nice."

He rubbed the back of his head, chuckling a bit. He calmly and happily recounted the detail as he led her downstairs, to his car outside, and on the drive home. "Trust me," he said as he stopped at a red light. "She wasn't sixteen from the waist down."

Tsunade rolled her eyes, "That’s sick, pervert. I am amazed you're not in jail now." She stared out their window. "You really hurt me you know?"

Jiraiya chuckled at the first comment, shrugging. He looked at her at the second part. "Why?" he asked. "Just because I gave others a taste of what you have? You never got the hang of sharing have you?"

"I shouldn't have to." She replied with a shrug. "I am selfish.”

"Ain't that the truth?" Jiraiya said, driving as the light turned green. "You need to loosen up; none of the others mind what I do." He turned down a street.

"Well I am not one of your damned whore, Jiraiya I have feelings. I want you and you all to myself." She was crying again and couldn't stop

Jiraiya frowned at her tears. "Aww Tsunade..." he said. "You mean more to me than any of the others...but I don't know if I can just stop like that...What will everyone think?"

"They'd think you grew up and became a man!" She snapped, her blonde hair flipping over her shoulder.

Jiraiya stared at her, not sure what to say. He drove in silence for a while. "I'll think it over...." he said softly.

She huffed, "You better do more than think. "I’m guessing you didn't use a condom last night?

Jiraiya blushed and rubbed the back of his head. "No...But you're on the pill aren't ya?" he asked. "You were when we were...."

"Yeah I had to go off it." She sighed. "It was causing me a lot of problems and weird bleeding."

Jiraiya tensed. "Oh..." he said. "But...it takes a while for it to stop working, doesn't it?"
She looked at him, "You better hope so-- here's my apartment-- I gotta shower and I'll talk to you a bit later."