Cure Me chp. 8

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Chp. 8

          A red tint of frustration covers Anko’s face; she is completely lost by his words. He has insulted her after what she told him and ignored her questioning.

“Stop my crying? You just insulted and ignored what I just said.” her voice is still soft, but cracked.

“I heard every word you said, Anko. I’m just going to try and get your mind over it. I want you to stop being emotional all the time; crying like a little girl…” He says with no expression. Anko’s face twists, she doesn’t know why someone like him would even bother.

“I don’t understand. Why do you even care?” she says still in a soft voice. He leans in closer.

“Because dealing with your bipolar mood swings, is becoming a bit of a hindrance to me.”

“…You cold bastard. I thought that after you had healed me you would have some sort of heart. As I see, you are no different as that cruel snake; selfish, just helping yourself!”

Kabuto shrugs and holds a straight expression on his face. He leans back and turns away from her a little bit.

“I mean… I could be just as cruel as him and just leave you here to suffer from your stress…” He looks back at her from the corner of his eyes to see her reaction.

Anko stares back at him with narrowed eyes. He is playing with her curiosity and insurgency, a weakness he learned she has before capturing her. She thinks back to herself and finally speaks.

“Ha, even if I did let you help me, do you really think it would work? Hmph, I seriously doubt it. You tried to be in control over me before but I’m still defiant!” She says in a normal voice tilting her head to the side. A smile finally takes over her face.

“Mm, so you still doubt me again, huh?” he smiles at her.

“You bet your ass I doubt you!” She straightens up filling with pride.

To be honest Anko really is curious to what Kabuto can actually do. She figures taunting him wouldn’t make it too obvious. However, he is one step above her own game. She hasn’t realized herself that she’s the one who has actually fallen into his simple mind trap to spark her curiosity. Just simply teasing her was enough to get her to respond back, boosting her confidence she had lost after the seal test. This is only the first part of helping her mentally.

Kabuto chuckles softly again to rub it in some more; he leans in closer. Anko sees his cocky smirk.

“What’s so damn funny!?”

“You’re proving my point already.” He changes the topic again.

“Huh?” she tilts her head to the other side now. The sudden change of topic makes her forget what she is about to say. “Proving what point?”

“You’re a bipolar woman who has unstable mood swings…” he slowly sneaks a hand onto her thigh. She’s too caught up in his remark to even notice this.

“OOH, I hate you!”

“I’m pretty sure you do…” he slowly raises his hand upwards, eyes still on hers. She still doesn’t notice it and he tries to hold back laughter, watching her obliviousness.

“I’m being serious you bastard!” She grows puffy like a little child again.

“Well I guess I am a bastard since I don’t remember much of my father…” his hand makes it to the back of her neck just a few centimeters away from the top of her vertebrae. His chakra slowly pours into it and up her vertebrae. She still fails to notice his second process of calming her down.

“Stop toying with me and belittling my words.” Anko’s loud voice gradually lowers. His chakra continues to spread through her spinal chords and then disperses from the nerves that connect to it. From those nerves the chakra spreads to her muscle cells causing them to loosen up relieving some tension.

Anko feels her tensed muscles loosen up a bit on her. Her pounding heart, from all the stress, slows back to normal. Her breathing also goes back to a steady pace. She relaxes her back and lowers it a bit.

“…I… feel a little strange all of a sudden…” she mumbles to herself in her regular voice. The chakra recedes back to her spinal chord and then travels up to the base of her brain. His chakra gathers there around the part of the brain called the hypothalamus.

“How do you feel?” he says softly to her, still focusing his chakra into her.

“I don’t know…I feel a bit relaxed…” she takes a glance to see where his hand is. “What are you doing to me…?” her voice is lazy and monotone.

“I told you I was going to calm your mind…didn’t I?” His voice is chilling to her; causing goose bumps to form upon her skin. Her skin fells extra sensitive for some reason.

Kabuto continues to pour his chakra into the base of her brain. He shuts his eyes trying to focus. ‘If my knowledge is right, this should be the location of the neurotransmitters that control the stress levels’. The chakra around the hypothalamus, start to release the pressure that has build up. Anko’s body starts to react to the invasive chakra and goes completely relaxed underneath him.

When he feels her body finally relax, he slowly returns his chakra back into his hands being careful not to effect any other nerves on the way.

“Doubt me still Ank…” his words are taken from him when he feels her nuzzling in his chest. She looks up at him with lazy eyes and flushed cheeks. He gets a little puzzled at her random gesture and reaction.

“…Anko?”

“…what did you just do to me…?” she says in a low lazy voice.

Kabuto’s eyebrows rise to the tone of her voice. ‘I must’ve effected some other neighboring neurons in the hypothalamus by accident. She’s acting a bit…’

“I feel really weird right now…” she doesn’t quit nuzzling her head into his chest. He soon realizes that he has accidentally messed with the neurons that effects hormone levels.

“Don’t worry it’ll fade. It’s just a minor side effect you can simply sleep it away.” He manages to get up from the floor. He holds his hands out to Anko. “Come on, off the floor now.” She stares at his hand for a second the wearily climbs to her feet using his hand as leverage. He leads her to her bed and sits her down.

“Just get some sleep; you have been up all night.”

“But it’s only morning and I’m not sleepy…” she pouts, her voice almost in a moan.

“Yeah, but you need to sle…”

“You’re still so cruel…”

“If I’m so cruel then…”

“I still hate you…”

“I heard you befo…”

“You’re a sneaky four eyed bastard…” Each word she spoke sounded more playful than insulting.

“Heh, you really are difficu…”  She interrupts him again but this time by grabbing him closer to her. He nearly falls over but catches his balance; supporting his self with both arms on either side of her. He tries to lift his self back up but Anko holds onto his shirt with a surprising strength.

“Anko, let go now…it’s gonna…”

“Don’t talk to me like one of your patients…what did you do? I feel… really strange…and it’s unusually hot in here…” she questions softly. He moves her hand from his shirt and rubs the wrinkles out of it. He walks to the side and sits down beside her. He gets a good wide view at her to see her body’s reaction.

Anko sits a little hunched over, her knees together and elbows resting upon them. She rubs her forehead as if trying to snap out of the strange feeling she is having. Seeing such a new response from her sparks his curiosity again. ‘I curse myself from being curious again, but this is truly something new.’ He grabs for her chin lightly and turns her head to face his.

She looks back with her, now, dilated maroon colored eyes. Still holding her chin he rubs her with his thumb. Her already tinted face reddens more, and she lets out a soft sound. ‘Hmph.’ He lets go, when he catches hint of the time. He positions to get up when Anko grabs his shoulder; he turns his head to her.

“Wait…why do you keep healing me?” she lets out slowly, her eyelids have fallen heavy.

“You know the answer to that already, Anko. I was assigned to keep you healthy.”

“But you were also assigned to keep my arms disabled until further notice…I remember him telling you that…” she has quietly snuck closer to him with out him noticing.

“Yeah…well that was an emergency situation, that’s all…” he answers quickly as if trying to end the topic.

“I don’t remember healing my arms to be an emergency situation…” she gets dangerously close to him. He notices a strange warmth surrounding him and quickly turns only to meet face to face with her. ‘Wait how did she get this close without me noticing?’

“I think there is something more to it…” she smiles a very serpentine grin. She crawls closer him; her hands fall on either side of him. He instinctively leans away from her a little to keep her from getting closer.

“Anko…I’m going to need for you to back off a bit.” He tries to say in a serious voice. He can literally feel her breathing on his flesh.

“Why? Do I make you nervous?...Judging by the way you avoided the question, I’m pretty sure there is something more to it…” she purposely presses her body against his.  He tries to move away again but his body feels as if something is holding it down. His eyes shoot down only to see shadow snakes coiled around him.

“Anko release me now or…”

“Or else what? It doesn’t look like you’re able to do much of anything…right now. Now you know how it feels to be immobilized around someone you barely know…”

His eyes widen from her remark, she has placed him in a similar situation he has done to her. ‘…Another sudden switch of moods. I’m beginning to wonder if it’s the effects of me messing with the wrong neurons in her brain or her own doing. Either way this won’t be good if it gets any further…’ He suddenly stops thinking to his self when he feels her hand go up his shirt and onto his chest. Sweat starts to build up on his brow.

“Cut it out Anko, what are you doing?” a bit of alarm is evident in his voice as he speaks very quickly.

“Just returning the favor…” She moves closer to his face and moves the hair strands that have stuck to his forehead, away. She removes the glasses from his face and leans in closer running her nose down the bridge of his. He is completely taken off guard by her actions. Her lips brush against his.

“You still didn’t answer…guess I have to force it out…”

With that said she connects her lips with his; completely filled with lust. He nearly falls backwards from this but thanks to the snakes that are embracing him, he is going nowhere. She doesn’t hesitate to open his mouth with her tongue and running it across his. The snakes around him squeeze tighter. Feeling that there is no point struggling he gives up and pushes back on hers.

This bit of contact causes them to both become a little heated. Anko finally brings back the snakes slowly, releasing their constricting grip on him. She wraps her arms around his neck bringing him closer, but before things start to go further, Anko’s neck starts to get faintly hot. It is an all too familiar pain and she squeals softly in his mouth. Kabuto stops and leans back away from her panting from their heated contact.

Anko quickly grabs at her neck where her seal is and clenches her teeth as the pain increases. ‘No, not now.’ Even through the pain, her muscles still don’t tense up. It’s as if, he forced them to relax for a set amount of time. The pain still remains to hurt her regionally at her neck however.

Kabuto snaps out of it and realizes what’s going on. He quickly grabs for his glasses and throws them on. He gives Anko a stunned look, still breathing hard from the previous moment and darts towards the door without saying a word. He grabs his composure and calmly opens the door leaving Anko by her self.

As Kabuto closes the door behind him, he is greeted by both Sasuke and Orochimaru. Cold chills consume him and his heart skips from the sudden surprise of them being already at the door. Being a skilled spy he easily keeps his nerves calmed.

“There you are. We both have been looking for you all morning. Where have you been?” Orochimaru says cutting the silence.