Orochimaru sighed and pushed a strand of his raven hair behind his left ear. “You working a little too hard, do you ever rest?” A blond haired busty teen leaned against his desk. Her back facing the front of the class. A red haired leaned against the hazel eyed teen, her hand on the busty blonde’s shoulder, her brown eyes glazed with mischief. “Tsunade, you’re too modest. Orochi here is not working too hard. His working too much. Making us look bad in front of the teachers.” She flipped her hair behind her back.
“What he needs is a little good time. How about we go out for a little bit fun.” She looked at Tsunade and smirked. “Say Tsunade are you up for a little drink.” Said teen rolled her eyes, a smirk playing on her. “You’re still asking, Tayuya.” They both giggled.
Orochimaru rolled his eyes and smiled at his friends. “I’d love to join you guys on your 'fun night out', but I got a test to prepare for.” The red haired crossed her arms. “Tsunade, ain’t this test taking place, in like what? Two weeks from now?” The blonde haired teen snorted. “Yes it is,” She confirmed. “But you know our little sun shine here does not know how to have fun.”
She push Tayuya off of her, completely ignoring the red haired teen’s glare as she planted herself comfortably on Orochimaru’s desk. “There is nothing wrong at being serious about life.” The golden eyed boy began to pack his stuff, and a piece of paper slipped out one of his books.
Tayuya noticed the paper on the floor and she picked it up. “What’s this?” She asked, but really didn’t get a chance to read what was on it, when Orochimaru snatched it out of her hand. His face spotting a light blush. Tsunade eyed him carefully and smirked in realization. “I believe it’s another love letter.” She snatched the paper out of the raven’s hand. Orochimaru huffed and tried to get it back.
Tsunade held the hand that had the paper away from the golden eyed boy. She jumped off the table and moved far away as possible. Leaving three desks between her and the golden eyed teen as to keep distance. Tayuya giggled and walked over to Tsunade, so she could read the note over the blonde’s shoulder.
“You know I can’t help it. I can’t help but wake up in the morning and smile when I think about you.”
Orochimaru’s face turned red and he tried to get a hold of Tsunade only for her to move away again.
“I can’t help but wonder how life would be like to wakeup in the morning and just see you sleeping peacefully by my side.”
Tsunade passed the paper to Tayuya and she let herself get caught by the golden eyed teen.
“I’ve always wonder how it would feel like to have you smile at me the same way you smile at your parents and friends. And it kills me having to know that somehow you won’t love me the way I love you, and you’d fall for someone else. Is it wrong for me to be selfish and wish you were mine already?”
The red headed teen tried to make her voice deep and romantic, as if trying to show how the admirer would sound like. Tsunade faked a sniffle together with Tayuya, they hugged each other and pretended to sob dramatically. Desperately trying not to laugh in the process . “It’s so beautiful. I wish someone would write me love letters.” Said the red haired teen, the blonde haired just nodded her head in agreement, took apart of her brown eyed friends sleeve and pretended to blow her nose on it.
“Eww.” Tayuya shrieked and shoved the hazel eyed laughing teen away. Orochimaru huffed, his blush already spread throughout his pale face, neck and ears. “Yes, yes. You’ve had your fun, now can I have my note back.” He demanded, sticking out his hand and the red haired gave the note back to him.
Tsunade wipped a tear out of the corner of her eye and took a deep breath. “I’ll let you in on a deal. If you come with us tonight, I’ll let you know who is behind the love letter, but only if you come with us for a little fun.” He thought about it and eyed the two giggling girls. “I know you want to.” The blonde teen said in a singing tone. Orochimaru sighed in defeat.
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(AN: I have never in my 20 years of living, gone clubbing. So I don’t know how it is. Just going to write from what I heard and probably what I’ve read and seen on TV.)
Music boomed wildly in the club, mass of sweaty bodies moving against each other on the dance floor. Neon lights danced over the people making them look like they were painted with each colour it turned to.
(AN: I tried, now hand me the gun.)
The smell of alcohol and smoke stuck to the air like a stain. A red haired teenage girl laughed loudly over the music. She had made herself comfortable on a strangers lap. A blonde giggled at whatever the white haired boy was saying. Her cheeks kissed by a shade of pink from either the alcohol or whatever it might be the boy had said.
Orochimaru could only roll his eyes and wonder why he let his friends drag him to this place in the first place. Maybe he needed a change of friends. ‘So much for finding the answer to that mystery.' He took a last sip from his drink and told his friends he was leaving, Tsunade waved her hand and told him to let her know when he gets home safe. He kissed her cheek and bid far well.
Tayuya didn’t even spare him a glance, too occupied with the boy she was sitting on. The night cold air hugged him as he stepped out of the building, ironically he wished to head back to the very place he didn’t want to be. He blew into his hands to gain some form of heat and then stuffed his hands into his pockets and began his journey home.
He was half way home when he was suddenly pulled harshly by the left arm and slammed against the wall of a dark ally. He heard laughter as he tried to sort out his mind. “Oooh! We got a pretty one tonight boys.” A hideous looking man said to his group of crazed friends.
“This doesn’t seem fair. Tarzan and his banana deranged monkeys against poor little me.” He said calmly, smirking when he saw a reaction from the leader of the group.
The man huffed, “You should keep your pretty mouth shut, if you know what’s good for you.” The man gave a sinister smirk. “But hay, be my guest. I know a good way to put that mouth to good use.” At that point Orochimaru kneed the man on the balls and ran.
He didn’t even take the time to watch the man suffer, the sound of the man howling in pain was more than enough to satisfy his soul. But he didn’t get far, one of the man’s monkeys… I mean friends got a hold on his wrist. He tried his best to fight against the group of men, but there were too many and they had him pinned to the dirty ground.
The man he had kneed a while ago was now standing and glaring at him. “You’ll pay for that you little bitch.” The man growled. Smirking when Orochimaru struggled even more. “I strongly suggest you let him go.” All eyes turned to the source of the sudden voice. There stood Jiraiya, leaning against the wall, arms crossed and head facing down as if to give a dramatic effect.
The golden eyed teen rolled his eyes at the display. The leader of the group assessed him and snorted, turning his attention back to Orochimaru. “Go home boy and mind your own business.” The white haired teen raised his head and calmly looked at the group of men. “Yeah… I can’t do that,” He calmly walked closer to the group.
“And whatever involves him,” He pointed to Orochimaru. “Is my business.” He stopped not so far from the group. “So like I suggested before, you should let him go and this time might I add, nobody would get hurt.” The leader of the group eyed him and then gave a sickly amused chuckle.
“The boy wants to be a hero. Why don’t we show him what we do to people who think they are super man.” The men pinning Orochimaru down let go of his limbs, so as to surround Jiraiya. The leader stayed behind to make sure the raven haired teen didn’t go any were.
A blood thirsty smirk evident on his lips. One of the men surrounding Orochimaru flicked open his pocket knife and proceeded to wildly attack the white headed teen. Jiraiya took hold of the man’s wrist and twisted it behind his back, while at same time he kick another man on the gut. He disarmed the man that attacked him first and he hit the man at the back of the neck.
Knocking him unconscious. He carried on with his line of defence and attack. Orochimaru handling his own at the same time. When they were done, bloody and bruised bodies on the ground. Moans and groans fill the silent atmosphere of the night, drowning out pants that came from one raven haired teen and one white haired teen. “I… could of… handled it… myself.” Orochimaru panted out, leaning his weight against Jiraiya.
“Yeah right… you… being pinned... to the ground… is you… handling it.” The golden eyed teen took deep breathes and began to walk away when he felt a little calm. Jiraiya followed behind. “Hay where is my ‘thank you’. I’ve just saved your life. A hero deserves a kiss.”
The raven snorted. “I took down more men than you and I didn’t ask you to help me.” The brown eyed teen huffed. “That doesn’t seem fair. I risked my life to save you. This goes to show that you and I should be together.” Orochimaru glared. "Are you trying to say I'm weak?" He crossed his arms, an unimpressed look on his face.
The white headed teen rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled nervously. "I didnt mean it that why." The expression raven's did change. The whole way they argued, until they got to Orochimaru’s. “So how about that kiss to make this night romantic.” Orochimaru stood at the door way and smirked, calling the white haired teen to come closer with a finger.
As soon as Jiraiya was close enough. “Good night.” He said seductively and quickly slammed the door at the poor white haired teen’s face. Making him kiss the door. Jiraiya groaned in pain. “So much for being a hero.” He grumbled under his breath, and placed his forehead against the door.