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Summary- Kagome has managed to escape her prison and now has a mission to complete, where she brings Uchiha, Sasuke to the…dark side? Will she be able to go through with it, what will happen when she meets her love after being imprisoned for over fifteen years in solitary confinement by him?

Hate to Love

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The sounds of water dripping onto the craggily rocks below, bats and rats squeaking were the only sound that could be heard in the old cave dungeon. The air was stale and smelled of rats and bat droppings. There was a slight chill in the air, the only opening to the cave dungeon blew in a wintry breeze, yet no light entered the through the hole.

The chains on her wrists and ankles dug into her skin, however she had them on so long she felt no pain from them. Her facial features pale and worn with dirt and grime. Her lips once a deep lively scarlet, a pale pink, crusted over with dried blood from a busted lip. Her hair once black, now the color of earth, her body once an ethereal delight marred with old bruises and cuts crusted over with old blood.

Her body was emaciated from a lack of food, her belly however did not groan to tell its master for it knew no food would come. Her body hung from the ceiling like a hunk a meat, the only thing keeping her up was the cold, rusted chains. She lay in a dungeon long forgotten by the man she once held dear.

The feelings that she felt were strong and her heart heavy knowing that the one she loved had found her love to be a weakness, but she knew the reason why he locked her up was because he loved her. He didn't want anyone to forsake their love, or at least that is what she had convinced her heart of, or maybe it was the whisperings of her mind trying to keep her sane, for who knew the true feelings of the Snake Sanin Orochimaru. She could only spend her time locked up in solitary confinement reminiscing of the love they shared.

"Orochimaru your mission is simple, watch over and protect Kagome-hime for the duration of her visit," the third hokage ordered, stamping away at paperwork. Orochimaru nodded towards the hokage turning towards the princess.

"Milady," he said bowing. Kagome watched the one they called the Snake Sanin.

She rose from her seat, her hands going to her veil lifting it away from her face. "Hello," she said bowing back.

"If you would follow me I will take you to where you will be staying," he said politely.

She inclined her head, motioning for him to lead the way. He smiled a wide smile, before heading off, the princess following behind him.

She smiled at his back; she had waited a long time for this meeting to take place.

It was their first encounter, at least it was that Orochimaru could remember, but Kagome remembered their first real encounter. He had saved her life five years prior to that day, she was about to raped by rouge ninja when he came and saved her. She had vowed to find him and make him her hers.

"You seem to be adjusting well here in Konoha," Orochimaru said holding a pink petal in between his fingers, appearing from behind the tree.

"Orochimaru, I love you," she said turning around coming face to face with a sly predator. There were nose to nose, they had been playing a game of cat and mouse this past month.

He drew back, "Love is a weakness, a weakness that I shall never possess," he said sneering at the very thought of the four-letter word called love.

She smiled taking hold of his vest, bringing him closer, "I know and I don't expect your love,' she whispered against his lips, smiling oh so sweetly.

Orochimaru eyed her pink lips that were much like the petal he had just dropped on the forest floor. "As long as you know Ka-go-me," he whispered, smashing his lips against hers, kissing her brutally. Their tongues battled for dominance, while Orochimaru's hands traveling the length of her body stopping at her ass, pulling her flush against him. She moaned into his mouth feeling all of him through his uniform.

They broke apart for air. Orochimaru made a sign teleporting them to his room. He threw her on the bed coming down on her, they lips meeting once more. He pressed her into the bed, his hand fondling her breast through her dress. He ground his lower half against her, eliciting another moan.

She arched her back into him, shuddering at the feel of him against her.

They had hot, passionate sex and for a while everything seemed perfect. He didn't shower her with open affection, but in that room in that bed they were one. Their bodies and souls were one, intertwined in an intricate tapestry of passion, lust, a fervor for each other like no other. Then the war came and Orochimaru personality became warped. He lost many pupils and little by little she lost the man she loved. Then the experimenting started, but she vowed to be by his side forever. Yet despite her feelings, she never told Orochimaru that the one thing he sought she already possessed...immortality.

She couldn't age instead retained the body of a young woman and could not die. She had been decapitated, pulled apart by horses, burned on the pyre with claims of her being a witch, drowned later on for the same claims, impaled on many battlefields, and even eaten alive. Her heart knew that if Orochimaru possessed true immortality he would despise it. It was the reason she never asked for his love, because she knew in her heart that she truly could not be with him forever. She could altered her age to appear as if she were aging until he met his untimely end but that was it.

Kagome watched and did nothing, but she had been tainted and drawn to his dark light like a moth to a flame. When the Third hokage grew suspicious it was too late to save Orochimaru's victims. She knew it and Orochimaru knew it as well, his arrogance grew to new leaps and bounds and it only got worse when the Third made Jiraya's pupil; Minato, fourth hokage.

It was soon after that Orochimaru locked her away, here in this dungeon where he did his first experiments. When Orochimaru's kidnapping of Konoha subjects started becoming more frequent and open as his experiments became more heinous and power-crazy; then the third hokage came for him, but he could not take his ex-pupil's life and Orochimaru fled, leaving her all alone and forgotten.

At least that was until another came a man in wearing an orange swirling mask. He tortured her for Orochimaru's whereabouts wishing to recruit him for his gang. She told him nothing even when the man tried to invade her mind. He kept at it till he realized she would not yield, but he would not grant her a mercy death, 'ha, ha,' if only he knew she could not die.

The man left her there to rot with the wounds he had inflicted upon her person. She held no grudge against the man; she only wished to be with her love once more.

She was content to hold onto her last piece of sanity.

TBC