Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ In This State of Mind ❯ In This State of Mind ( One-Shot )

A/N: This is my first KabuKimi, so it might be off. Implied OroKabu. I do not own Naruto's characters, plots, or anything of the sort.

 

Orochimaru's lips had been dry and full of lust. That was all Kabuto remembered from the kisses Orochimaru planted on his lips. These lascivious kisses would cause Kabuto to twist and turn in bed at night, nightmares of the snake's eyes haunting his mind.

 

That was why Kabuto favored Kimimaro over anyone else in Otogakure. Kimimaro's lips were lush and soft, and held a fresh, sweet taste on them at every kiss. These were the kinds of lips that could send you straight up to heaven, at least what heaven is in your mind, no matter how many sins you bear on your back.

 

This was why Kabuto was very protective of Kimimaro, watching him closely when Orochimaru would come by to see him. Kimimaro said he loved him and that would never change, but Kabuto knew that Orochimaru could get in the way. It wasn't that he hated Orochimaru; he had a great respect for the Sannin, especially since he served the snake; but Kabuto loved Kimimaro too much to let him fall under the snake's spell.

 

Soon enough, Orochimaru's desire for Kimimaro faded as the white-haired man grew ill. Orochimaru's tastes fell upon a young boy named Sasuke Uchiha, who was a total brat and could never be as worthy as Kimimaro was. Kabuto was the only one left to care for Kimimaro, as the white-haired ninja was starting to fade from reality.

 

On the night that Kimimaro died, Kabuto sat by his bed, clutching his hand tightly. Sorrow and despair filled the room, as Kimimaro's breathing slowed to a stop. Kabuto sat there, still gripping Kimimaro's dead hand, and weeped. Orochimaru found Kabuto later, hugging Kimimaro's dead body tightly to him.

 

Kabuto awoke in his bed, almost forgetting that Kimimaro was dead. He almost got up and went on with his duties, just like any normal day; but than the image of Kimimaro gasping for air filled his mind, and he wept again.

 

Later, Orochimaru told the silver-haired medic to get over it and pull himself together, that he didn't have time to mourn the loss of Kimimaro. Kabuto strongly disagreed, but went along with his duties, trying his best to keep Kimimaro out of his head. He failed to do so and found himself in Kimimaro's old bedroom once again.

 

Before Kabuto could even tell, days, months, and a year at least had already passed. The medic still didn't get over it. He hid it though, so Orochimaru would not be angry. But when no one was around and he had no other duties to fulfill at the moment, he would lay down on Kimimaro's bed and cling onto the pillow, breathing in the remains of Kimimaro's scent into his nostrils.

 

Sasuke joined Otogakure later, and even Sasuke told him he should just get over it. Kabuto had glared at him and walked away, knowing the Uchiha brat should understand when he didn't. Even though Sasuke lost his whole family, everything he had, the Uchiha pretended that they never existed and focused on killing Itachi.

 

Kimimaro's scent faded from the sheets and comforters in his ex-room, and the room became just a room. They moved into a new hideout and the remains of Kimimaro were gone forever from Kabuto's grasp. Only the physical remains, though; because no matter what everyone else said, no matter how much they badgered him..

 

He would never forget Kimimaro's tender lips.

 

 

A/N: So O.O.C. it hurts. x_x