Beautiful Music
Title: Beautiful Music
Fandom: Naruto
Summary: Jiraiya dares Orochimaru to pick up a girl using Jiraiya's custom-made pick-up-lines for him.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 480
Genre: Humour
Pairing: Orochimaru/OC
For: naruto100
Challenge: Civilians
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I own the OC though.
“C’mon, Orochi-baka, just do it you scaredy-cat!” Jiraiya swallowed another mouthful of the beer he ordered while his teammate glared at him. They heard a variety of colourful curses coming from the corner. “Oi, Tsunade! Quit with the machine, that’s the tenth time you’ve lost in the last hour!” He shouted across the bar at the pigtailed blonde, whose rage-infused fist had crashed down on the slot machine, turning it to dust.
“If I do it, will you shut up and let me drink in peace?” Orochimaru asked, slamming the shot glass down on the table.
“Sure, sure! Let me pick!” Jiraiya looked around, scrutinising the women. He wanted someone out of his comrade’s league, but there was no way he was going to let him go for that stunner in the barely-there clothes. His eyes widened in realisation as his eyes travelled down a civilian in a brown jumper and dark jeans, looking very much like she’d like to disappear into the ground as strangers ground against each other around her. “That one!” Orochimaru looked at the dull woman and stood up. Fair enough, he could do this. No doubt even this prudish-looking thing had a kinky side...
“Hey baby, would you like to see the other things this tongue can do?” He asked her, slithering his tongue around the neck of her bottle on the table, silently promising death to Jiraiya for making him say that. The girl glared at him, a blush staining her pale cheeks.
“N-no, you’re alright.” Jiraiya watched the scene from his vantage point a few metres away, thanks to his Toton Jutsu, trying desperately not to snicker at the entire thing. He knew what was coming next - he’d outlined the entire list of things to say. It was all for Orochimaru’s own good of course, the man never seemed to score...
“But I’m sure you’d love to tell your friends that you went home with one of the Legendary Three.” Seriously. Jiraiya. DEAD. Jiraiya’s eyes started watering at the sight of Orochimaru’s face - the snake sannin was furiously fighting off a blush and hiding the killing intent in his eyes. Yes, he’d probably pay for this, but this was an opportunity too good to miss...
“A gorgeous girl like you, a handsome guy like me...we’d make beautiful music together...” The girl’s demeanour changed slightly.
“Listen. I’d go home with you, but there are a few problems. Number one, you’re straight. Number two, I’m not. Number three; I’m not a girl either.” Jiraiya froze - he’d never been fooled about a person’s gender before, he was a master of the female form!
“Oh, well, in that case...” Orochimaru whispered, smirking as he started tonguing the feminine man’s ear. The civilian relaxed significantly, and Jiraiya watched as a few minutes later they brushed past him, exiting the bar.
“Your stupid dares worked out for once, dobe.”
Fandom: Naruto
Summary: Jiraiya dares Orochimaru to pick up a girl using Jiraiya's custom-made pick-up-lines for him.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 480
Genre: Humour
Pairing: Orochimaru/OC
For: naruto100
Challenge: Civilians
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I own the OC though.
“C’mon, Orochi-baka, just do it you scaredy-cat!” Jiraiya swallowed another mouthful of the beer he ordered while his teammate glared at him. They heard a variety of colourful curses coming from the corner. “Oi, Tsunade! Quit with the machine, that’s the tenth time you’ve lost in the last hour!” He shouted across the bar at the pigtailed blonde, whose rage-infused fist had crashed down on the slot machine, turning it to dust.
“If I do it, will you shut up and let me drink in peace?” Orochimaru asked, slamming the shot glass down on the table.
“Sure, sure! Let me pick!” Jiraiya looked around, scrutinising the women. He wanted someone out of his comrade’s league, but there was no way he was going to let him go for that stunner in the barely-there clothes. His eyes widened in realisation as his eyes travelled down a civilian in a brown jumper and dark jeans, looking very much like she’d like to disappear into the ground as strangers ground against each other around her. “That one!” Orochimaru looked at the dull woman and stood up. Fair enough, he could do this. No doubt even this prudish-looking thing had a kinky side...
“Hey baby, would you like to see the other things this tongue can do?” He asked her, slithering his tongue around the neck of her bottle on the table, silently promising death to Jiraiya for making him say that. The girl glared at him, a blush staining her pale cheeks.
“N-no, you’re alright.” Jiraiya watched the scene from his vantage point a few metres away, thanks to his Toton Jutsu, trying desperately not to snicker at the entire thing. He knew what was coming next - he’d outlined the entire list of things to say. It was all for Orochimaru’s own good of course, the man never seemed to score...
“But I’m sure you’d love to tell your friends that you went home with one of the Legendary Three.” Seriously. Jiraiya. DEAD. Jiraiya’s eyes started watering at the sight of Orochimaru’s face - the snake sannin was furiously fighting off a blush and hiding the killing intent in his eyes. Yes, he’d probably pay for this, but this was an opportunity too good to miss...
“A gorgeous girl like you, a handsome guy like me...we’d make beautiful music together...” The girl’s demeanour changed slightly.
“Listen. I’d go home with you, but there are a few problems. Number one, you’re straight. Number two, I’m not. Number three; I’m not a girl either.” Jiraiya froze - he’d never been fooled about a person’s gender before, he was a master of the female form!
“Oh, well, in that case...” Orochimaru whispered, smirking as he started tonguing the feminine man’s ear. The civilian relaxed significantly, and Jiraiya watched as a few minutes later they brushed past him, exiting the bar.
“Your stupid dares worked out for once, dobe.”