Experiment Number 95 (Naruto fanfic)

Sasuke Uchiha

Orochimaru did not like teaching women. He found it such a complicated job to train the fragile creatures due to their natural instinct to forgive and forget. It was their motherly instinct.

So, as he saw how easily and how rapidly the blonde girl had eliminated the boy, he wondered who would be the one to train her appropriately. In the corner of his eyes he saw his newest pupil stare down at the blonde walking away with his hand on the back of his neck and the other inside his pocket.

"Sasuke-kun." He said calmly.

Sasuke dropped his hand from his neck and raised his head an inch to signal he was listening.

"95 has improved a lot since her first battle." He stated. "I would like to see how she improves in time."

Sasuke turned to him. "Where does that include me?"

Orochimaru smirked at his impatience. "I will not force you into it but I think it'll be good idea if you trained her."

"She was sent into the Obedience Room for stealing a spoon." He informed him turning to him with his arms crossed.

Orochimaru chuckled. "You've taken a liking for her already? I don't blame you, she's quite a gem."

Sasuke glared at him and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "What am I suppose to train her like?"

"Just teach her what you know, she'll be a great asset to me.' He said, pleased he had agreed.

"Tomorrow morning I will get her before lunch time in her cell."

"One hundred Four." He responded.

Sasuke stood up late that night. His mind racing, wondering how it would feel to have his own student. Will she think of him as his sensei? Or maybe she'll just consider him some prison guard.

Irritated with his thoughts, he went for a walk. It wasn't long before he found himself looking upon a fragile, blonde girl curled on a bed that was somehow still standing.

He made no move just stared and waited for a sound to be made.

Her breathing was not heard but her body raised and fell as she did.

Her breath suddenly caught and she made a humming sound, like singing.

Sasuke's breath caught too and he struggled to hold in a gasp. He leaned forward, waiting for another sound.

'Maybe she speaks in her sleep. Or snores or whines or...' His mind raced in pure excitement.

She sighed, the action sounding like a sigh of endearment and turned her body to face his, her hand laying in front of her.

He stepped towards her and watched in wonder at the strange girl. He crouched to look down at her, she was just a regular girl. 'Then why does she seem so interesting?'

She did the humming sound again. And he cocked his head. 'Maybe I missed the company. But still crave some quiet.' He thought to himself and stood to leave.

95 found herself running in the middle of a forest. Metal bars on each hand, her hair swaying to a cold breeze. She was running, in a foggy New Moon night. Her heart was racing and she whimpered as she heard the thing come closer. It ran fast, very fast and it was laughing. Its laugh echoed and made a shiver run down her spine and she swirled around to find where to run to, or were not to. Leaves flew towards her as the wind blew and she ran from it. A tear slipped and hit her arm and she whimpered again.

She shook her head and kept running until she found herself falling, and falling, and falling. The utter fear tightening her heart and making her gasp.