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Kabuto woke up the next morning, feeling utterly nauseous. He rolled over slowly, and grabbed at his head. How long had he been asleep? He tried to swallow, but his throat was so dry, he found himself unable. Water, he needed to find some water. He stood up, and became aware of the summer kimono he had been dressed in sometime the night before. He gagged as he remembered the things that had happened the night previous, and wondered what had become of Orochimaru after the incident. He walked into his master’s bathroom, and looked in the mirror; he looked atrocious. Kabuto turned the knob that said cold, and cupped his hands together, drinking the sink water to relieve his dehydration. He splashed some of the water on his face, and used the towel beside him to wash up. He wasn’t sure how Orochimaru felt about him at this point, but he didn’t want to look his worst. Stopping the water, he opened the drawer below him, and pulled out a hairbrush. After his hair regained its usual luster, he pulled it back into a ponytail, and walked out of the bathroom. Kabuto furrowed his brow as he eyed a note that had been left on the bed where he had previously been laying, along with a summer yukata. He slowly picked up the note, and smiled when he realized it was from Orochimaru.
“Kabuto. This past night was…very unfortunate. I’ve taken care of everything, so there’s no need to worry about it happening again. Perhaps I can make it up to you by taking you to the summer festival? I know you’ve always wanted to go…Meet me at the fountain just outside the village at 5:00 sharp. And Kabuto, don’t be late.” –Orochimaru
Kabuto’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest. ‘The summer festival? With Orochimaru-sama?!’ he thought excitedly. He picked up the yukata that had been left for him, and was stunned. It was a midnight blue in color, with hand embroidered green leaf outlines that looked like they were falling down the fabric; it was amazingly beautiful. Kabuto’s mouth hung wide open as he looked up and down the amazing clothing. It looked mega expensive, and he knew that this wouldn’t fit Orochimaru-sama… There’s no way Orochimaru would spend this much money just for him…would he? Kabuto looked at the clock. It was two, and it would take an hour to get to the fountain if he walked… He decided to get ready in advance; after all you never know what might happen. Better safe than sorry right? Kabuto smiled gleefully; he was about to have a date with his master, what more could he ask for? Wait…was this a date? He wondered. ‘Have to wait and see I suppose…’ He smiled. At least Orochimaru wasn’t mad at him anymore, which in itself could keep him happy for days. Kabuto wrapped the cotton sash around himself, along with the obi belt. He looked in the mirror and frowned. Something didn’t look quite right. He pulled the elastic out of his hair, and let his silver locks flow. That was better. After a bit more making up, Kabuto sat on the bed and went over the events that had happened the past few days. Precious few of them were good, but he liked to get a good understanding on things before going out and doing things. He looked over at the clock; it was 4:15 already?! Kabuto jumped off the bed, and quickly slipped on some brown sandals. He flew out the door, and ran down the street; he hoped he wouldn’t be late…
Orochimaru eyed his watch. It was 5:12 already. What was taking Kabuto so long? He wouldn’t pass up this opportunity, he had been asking Orochimaru if he could go to the festival for years, and now finally was his chance. Orochimaru leaned his back against the wall. He had dressed up in a yukata as well, but his was jet black, with a jade dragon carefully embroidered around him. He left his hair as usual, and wore simple brown sandals. Orochimaru smirked as he eyed a silver haired teen running up the hill towards him. He had worn the clothes that he had left for him, and they fit him quite well. Better had, or he would’ve sent Jiroubou after the tailor. Orochimaru stood high above the panting Kabuto before him. “You’re late, Kabuto-kun”
Kabuto huffed and puffed. “I-I’m sorry Orochimaru-Sama. I was attacked by ninjas from another village and well of course I defeated them but…I’m really sorry.”
Orochimaru crossed his arms firmly. “Well that is too bad but point is, you’re still late.” He eyed Kabuto, who met his gaze sadly. He probably thought that Orochimaru was going to make them go home. No, he wasn’t going to be that cruel…he had something else in mind. “You owe me something, Kabuto.”
“Orochimaru-Sama?” Kabuto questioned. What did he mean?
“You’ll find out in due time, Kabuto. For now, let’s go to the festival.” He saw Kabuto’s eyes light up as they walked over the hill, and saw all the ongoing before them. ‘He must be excited…after all, this is his first festival.’ He thought in quiet amusement of seeing his subordinate act so childish.
Kabuto couldn’t keep his eyes in one place. Everywhere he looked, there was something interesting. It was nothing like boring Konoha, or the village hidden in sound. Everything was a lot louder, and busier than he was used to. People bumped into the two, often getting themselves spine tingling glances from Orochimaru, but Kabuto didn’t mind. He liked the crowded environment, much unlike the feelings of his master.
“This place, there’s way too many stupid people. I could just take out all of them with a single jutsu…” Orochimaru grumbled to himself.
“What was that, Orochimaru-Sama?” Kabuto asked, only half paying attention. His eyes were caught on a game to the side.
“Nothing of your concern, Kabuto…why don’t you go try that game over there?” Orochimaru took a few coins from his pocket, and handed them to the teen.
Kabuto’s eyes lit up like a little boy on Christmas; he gladly accepted the money, and took Orochimaru’s hand. “C’mon lets go play together, Orochimaru-Sama!”
Orochimaru hesitated. He didn’t like playing games, unless it was with people’s lives. In a bustling place like this, he didn’t want to do anything that required anyone to take any notice of him. “Kabuto I don’t care for-“It was too late. They were already at the stand, and Kabuto had asked the man how the game worked.
“Ho ho ho, you look like a fine young man! I’ll tell you how to play this game, and since I like you, you can play for free, how about that?”
Kabuto beamed. Everyone was so nice and considerate here. Usually that disgusted him, but right now he was excited about his free game.
“Now, what you gotta do is throw these rings at those stakes. If you can get three of them on a stake, you win a prize? Got that? Ho ho ho.” The man handed Kabuto five rings, and stood back out of the way.
Orochimaru smirked.’ Kabuto’s got this in the bag.’
As Orochimaru predicted, Kabuto landed all 5 rings, much to the amazement of the man.
“Orochimaru-Sama I did it!” Kabuto yelled gleefully.
“Now you get to pick out a prize Kabuto-kun. Choose wisely.”
Kabuto eyed the prize rack, and finally chose a small hand fan. He didn’t really have much use for any of the prizes, but that was the best there was. It matched his yukata too, so it wasn’t too bad.
Orochimaru spoke up, trying to draw Kabuto’s attention away from all the fun and games. “Kabuto, the fireworks are going to be starting soon, let’s go find a place to sit.”
“Fireworks? There are fireworks here?!” Kabuto’s smile couldn’t have been any wider. He had never been to see the fireworks. He went on a lot of missions, so he got to go to any different places, but he never got to do anything like this. The day was going amazingly, almost as if to make up for the previous week.
Orochimaru shook his head. Kabuto was acting just like a child. He didn’t really mind at the moment though, he had to admit that it was mildly fun spending time with Kabuto like this.
The two of them found a spot on a hill behind some trees that nobody else had bothered to search for, so they had a spot all to themselves.
“Orochimaru-Sama…” Kabuto said quietly.
“Yes Kabuto?”
“Thank you for bringing me here. I really appreciate it.” He sat back and placed the palms of his hands behind him. “I know it’s only a one time thing but, being with you like this, it’s really nice.” As Kabuto finished his sentence, a bunch of fireworks started all exploding in the sky consecutively. Every one that blew up slew colors across the sky, lighting up the whole festival on its own.
Orochimaru looked over. Instead of the large, childish smile that he had expected to be there, Kabuto had a nice, warm smile. The kind of smile that people had after they had experienced something truly magical. Orochimaru was surprised, but relatively glad that Kabuto had calmed down. He seemed more like his old self this way. Orochimaru reached his arm around, and placed it around Kabuto’s waist.
Kabuto snapped out of his trance, and realized what had happened. Still confused, but happy, he snuggled in close to Orochimaru, and looked towards the sky. It was indeed a magical night, and he’d remember forever.
Orochimaru watched the fireworks dance across the sky. Although he would never admit it, he thought they were really amazing. Occasionally the pyros setting them off would use their chakra to manipulate the explosives to form shapes and forms. Stars and waves blasted through the quiet night, penetrating the air with loud, crackling booms. Orochimaru looked over towards his companion, and spoke his name. “Kabuto.”
Kabuto looked over, curious as to why Orochimaru had interrupted the show. “Yeah?”
Orochimaru used his free hand to lift Kabuto’s chin, and pull him into a kiss. He pulled away, and looked at the teen, awaiting a reaction.
Inside, Kabuto freaked out. ‘He kissed me! Orochimaru-Sama just kissed me!’ he thought frantically. “Umm…Orochimaru-Sama…” Kabuto’s face was brushed with a tint of pink.
“Kabuto…I really care about you. For once in my life, I was scared last night…don’t you ever let something like that happen to you again.”
Kabuto’s eyes widened. ‘Orochimaru was SCARED?! For ME?!’ Kabuto swallowed, and continued looking into his masters concerned eyes; they were unlike any he had ever seen before.
Orochimaru smirked, and leaned in towards the silver haired teen. He captured him in a kiss again, but more passionately this time. He moved his tongue into the others mouth, and flicked his against Kabuto’s.
Kabuto kissed back, exploring the inner caverns of Orochimaru’s mouth as he had always dreamed of doing. He moved his arms around Orochimaru’s head, and wrapped his fingers through his master’s hair.
Orochimaru grabbed Kabuto around the back, and put his other arms underneath the teens legs, and picked him up bridal style, breaking the kiss. “Let’s go back to the village now, to pick up where we left off. Remember, you still owe me.” Orochimaru said with a smirk.
Kabuto nodded, he was excited and nervous at the same time. He knew one thing for sure… it was going to be an interesting night.