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[Private, locked to Yanagi and Kabuto but not cut. Players should feel free to read it but characters can't know what's goig on. Muhahaha]
Kabuto entered Holding Cell number six with the confidence that he would leave it victorious. He’d set everything else he had to do that day aside as soon as he’d been given the go-ahead from Orochimaru to begin genjutsu on Yanagi. The Lullabye Jutsu he’d perfected on Temari had worked so splendidly that he was quite sure it would have similar results on this subject. In order to better please Orochimaru, Kabuto decided the sooner he got his answers the better.
Little did he know what… or who… was waiting for him.
The jutsu worked well enough. She was quite strong but within a matter of moments she’d entered the Twilight Sleep stage and her mind was supposed to be his for the taking.
Then something went wrong.
Suddenly, the room appeared to go dark and he was startled to see his subject, half-naked and chained to a sort of throne to his right. Seated on it was none other than Orochimaru himself, or so it seemed. The voice that issued forth from his master’s form was significantly more intimidating than Orochimaru’s.
“What's the matter... Kabuto, was it?” he purred at the medic’s reaction. “Do I frighten you in this form? Perhaps you'd like this better.” ‘Orochimaru’ scattered and reformed in the shape of a young woman. Temari’s face sneered at him.
Kabuto’s blood ran cold as he struggled to understand what had happened. “What are you…?” he asked.
She clicked her tongue at him. “You didn’t do your homework,” she drawled.
Kabuto folded arms and tried not to appear as terrified as he was becoming. This was one of Yanagi's fabled demons she tamed. But how was it acting this way? “I knew something of it,” he admitted coolly. “But didn't account for my technique to backfire so horribly.”
“You ignorant child,” she spat. “Your technique didn't backfire! All of this is my doing. I could have done it without your help but I just thought it'd be much more amusing this way.”
Kabuto frowned. “Then I'm... not inside Yanagi...?”
She grinned. “You are. And you aren't. Technically right now... we're inside of you~!”
It didn’t take very long for the medic to discover that he was hopelessly trapped inside a genjutsu generated by a much more powerful being than himself. Memories of what Orochimaru used to practice on him in his early days danced through his head, but the severity of his predicament made it hard to dwell on the past for very long.
This thing, whatever it was, was inside his head. It could see everything, perhaps just as an advanced Sharingan user like Uchiha Itachi could. It tried to dig up dirt to use against him, to break him down. It picked at the largest attachment it could find, that to the Sand Princess. It tried to use Kabuto’s emotions against him knowing full well from having seen deep inside that there was very little else that would make the traitor want to plead for his life.
He was berated by the demon in Temari’s guise for some time, taunted with death threats and worse. “I'm going to tear you to shreds and then take over your body. Unless you can give me a reason not to devour your pathetic little soul…”
Finally Kabuto came to the conclusion that there was nothing he could do to stop this demon and he laughed, hanging his head. "You looked inside. You know how much I value my wretched existence... Besides which I'm out of options.” He spread his arms and looked up. “Do your worst.”
Temari grinned wide in a sick, sadistic grin that sent a wave of nausea through him. “I like that,” she purred. “Well, let see how well you bleed…”
Kabuto sighed. He knew one day a death like this would come. He just didn’t suppose it would be so early. “My only regret is not seeing her one last time. I would have liked to have told her the truth...” he whispered. The demon laughed and Temari’s visage distorted even more unlike the genuine article. It teased him about how Temari’s heart belonged to someone else with an awkward callousness. Kabuto smirked. “You can't excite me anymore with your words. You don't understand emotions at all, so you can't affect me by trying to tweak mine. Just kill me or whatever and be done with it.” If there was one thing Kabuto could never be accused of it was being a coward. He held his chin high and glared at the demon.
“You're just no fun." It pouted. "No screaming, nothing exciting! Well, let us get this over with,” it said. “This is going to hurt... A lot.” Very suddenly Temari looked over her shoulder at the form of Yanagi, still staring vacantly, mouth slightly open. The demon sighed. “But you know what. I change my mind. You get to live.”
Kabuto blinked at him and fell to his knees with exhaustion. “You should hang out with Orochimaru some time. You sadists would be fast friends, you know that?” he said breathlessly.
The demon waved its hand and Kabuto froze in place. “Don't tempt me, you little shit. The only reason why you get to live is because she begged me to spare your sad little life,” it said, pointing to Yanagi. “So count your blessings.”
Kabuto could not move but he wondered how Yanagi was able to communicate with it and how on earth she was able to change its mind… and why?
”Well, enjoy,” Temari’s doppelganger said cheerily. “I'm going to have some fun now.” And like a candle being blown out, suddenly, it was gone.
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Kabuto entered Holding Cell number six with the confidence that he would leave it victorious. He’d set everything else he had to do that day aside as soon as he’d been given the go-ahead from Orochimaru to begin genjutsu on Yanagi. The Lullabye Jutsu he’d perfected on Temari had worked so splendidly that he was quite sure it would have similar results on this subject. In order to better please Orochimaru, Kabuto decided the sooner he got his answers the better.
Little did he know what… or who… was waiting for him.
The jutsu worked well enough. She was quite strong but within a matter of moments she’d entered the Twilight Sleep stage and her mind was supposed to be his for the taking.
Then something went wrong.
Suddenly, the room appeared to go dark and he was startled to see his subject, half-naked and chained to a sort of throne to his right. Seated on it was none other than Orochimaru himself, or so it seemed. The voice that issued forth from his master’s form was significantly more intimidating than Orochimaru’s.
“What's the matter... Kabuto, was it?” he purred at the medic’s reaction. “Do I frighten you in this form? Perhaps you'd like this better.” ‘Orochimaru’ scattered and reformed in the shape of a young woman. Temari’s face sneered at him.
Kabuto’s blood ran cold as he struggled to understand what had happened. “What are you…?” he asked.
She clicked her tongue at him. “You didn’t do your homework,” she drawled.
Kabuto folded arms and tried not to appear as terrified as he was becoming. This was one of Yanagi's fabled demons she tamed. But how was it acting this way? “I knew something of it,” he admitted coolly. “But didn't account for my technique to backfire so horribly.”
“You ignorant child,” she spat. “Your technique didn't backfire! All of this is my doing. I could have done it without your help but I just thought it'd be much more amusing this way.”
Kabuto frowned. “Then I'm... not inside Yanagi...?”
She grinned. “You are. And you aren't. Technically right now... we're inside of you~!”
It didn’t take very long for the medic to discover that he was hopelessly trapped inside a genjutsu generated by a much more powerful being than himself. Memories of what Orochimaru used to practice on him in his early days danced through his head, but the severity of his predicament made it hard to dwell on the past for very long.
This thing, whatever it was, was inside his head. It could see everything, perhaps just as an advanced Sharingan user like Uchiha Itachi could. It tried to dig up dirt to use against him, to break him down. It picked at the largest attachment it could find, that to the Sand Princess. It tried to use Kabuto’s emotions against him knowing full well from having seen deep inside that there was very little else that would make the traitor want to plead for his life.
He was berated by the demon in Temari’s guise for some time, taunted with death threats and worse. “I'm going to tear you to shreds and then take over your body. Unless you can give me a reason not to devour your pathetic little soul…”
Finally Kabuto came to the conclusion that there was nothing he could do to stop this demon and he laughed, hanging his head. "You looked inside. You know how much I value my wretched existence... Besides which I'm out of options.” He spread his arms and looked up. “Do your worst.”
Temari grinned wide in a sick, sadistic grin that sent a wave of nausea through him. “I like that,” she purred. “Well, let see how well you bleed…”
Kabuto sighed. He knew one day a death like this would come. He just didn’t suppose it would be so early. “My only regret is not seeing her one last time. I would have liked to have told her the truth...” he whispered. The demon laughed and Temari’s visage distorted even more unlike the genuine article. It teased him about how Temari’s heart belonged to someone else with an awkward callousness. Kabuto smirked. “You can't excite me anymore with your words. You don't understand emotions at all, so you can't affect me by trying to tweak mine. Just kill me or whatever and be done with it.” If there was one thing Kabuto could never be accused of it was being a coward. He held his chin high and glared at the demon.
“You're just no fun." It pouted. "No screaming, nothing exciting! Well, let us get this over with,” it said. “This is going to hurt... A lot.” Very suddenly Temari looked over her shoulder at the form of Yanagi, still staring vacantly, mouth slightly open. The demon sighed. “But you know what. I change my mind. You get to live.”
Kabuto blinked at him and fell to his knees with exhaustion. “You should hang out with Orochimaru some time. You sadists would be fast friends, you know that?” he said breathlessly.
The demon waved its hand and Kabuto froze in place. “Don't tempt me, you little shit. The only reason why you get to live is because she begged me to spare your sad little life,” it said, pointing to Yanagi. “So count your blessings.”
Kabuto could not move but he wondered how Yanagi was able to communicate with it and how on earth she was able to change its mind… and why?
”Well, enjoy,” Temari’s doppelganger said cheerily. “I'm going to have some fun now.” And like a candle being blown out, suddenly, it was gone.
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