The Empty Cigarette Box

Hey, OroKabuLover here, decided to make a fic about Orochimaru and Kabuto smoking! Not enough of that around here.

Author: OroKabuLover

Disclaimer: I do not own Orochimaru or Kabuto.

"Kabuto!" Orochimaru yelled. He glanced at the clock. 11:23. Kabuto always came in to check on him every hour on the hour. And he was 23 minutes late. He knew that something was wrong. With a heavy sigh, the snake sannin got out of bed, put it his shoes on, and walked down the hallway. He went down to the lab first. "Kabuto!" Orochimaru growled. All he heard was his voice echo off of the stone walls. The medic was no where in sight. The snake master sighed and started to head outside, he needed some fresh air. He walked outside and smelled the fresh air. He walked around to his usual rock that he would sit on for hours and meditate on. "KABUTO!" He yelled, the young medic fell off of the rock and landed on the ground. He stood up and brushed the dirt, dust, and grass off of him.

"Yes Lord Orochimaru?" The otonin asked.

"Where have you been?"

"Out here sir, I needed some fresh air."

"Me too." The sannin said as he sat on his usual rock. He heard a metallic click and turned his head around. "KABUTO!"

"What?"

"What are you doing?"

"Having a smoke." The otonin replied as he pressed the cigarette to his lips, inhaled, released the cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Since when do you smoke?

"I only smoke when I am stressed."

"Really?" The snake master asked.

"Yes, I come out here to smoke though, so I am not smoking in the house."

"Good." Kabuto sat down on the ground, he pulled out the box of cigarettes and pulled out a cigarette.

"Want one?" Kabuto asked as he held a cigarette out to his master.

"Why not, been a while since I have smoked."

"I didn't know you smoked."

"I used to, but I got off of it."

"Oh." Kabuto hands the cigarette to his master along with the lighter. The young medic took another deep breath, and exhaled a puff of smoke. Orochimaru popped the cigarette into his mouth and lit it. He tossed the lighter back to Kabuto and inhaled quickly. He pulled the cigarette out and started coughing. Kabuto shot up, and tried to assist his master. "Take lighter breaths. It's been a while since you have smoked, so your body isn't used to it." Once his master stopped coughing, he sat back down. They st there for hours, chatting, sharing, reminiscing, laughing, and joking. Next thing they knew, they were out of cigarettes. And the soft side of Orochimaru that Kabuto was just getting to know, disappeared. He walked back into the house. They never spoke of it, and they never smoked together again. In remembrance of the part of Orochimaru that no one knew about, Kabuto still holds on to that empty cigarette box.

AN: How did I do? Did this in biology! Please review! Review I say! Or else I will have to use the force on you!