Omake Three

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by MarqMortis

by MarqMortis

I have no bloody idea what the fuck am I doing, aside from being stressed over first of my exams which is tomorrow and writing some stupid Soulmate AU to CPwUR which also not-so-subtly foreshadows the main paring. Meh.

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Ren is pretty sure she might have broken the universe. The second she was out of hospital, on the fifth day of her newfound semi-reincarnated existence in body twenty years younger, she was in the library, reading up on every single thing about soulmates. And she learned that yes, they could and would vanish if the soulmate died.

But it never, ever changed.

So, what is poor Ren to do when she woke up with I'm so sorry, are you okay?! Written in pretty, curvy style curling loosely around her forearm, and then, suddenly, before her very eyes it dissolved and reassembled itself into They sent one of the last Uchiha? My, what a honor. written in very firm and precise letters?

Well, yes, it was much more exuberant and much harder to miss, but-

But where she came from, soulmates didn't exist. And the second she was here, she apparently broke one of very grounding rules? But she was once again eleven, almost twelve, and not really interested in all this soulmate bullshit.

She also very sincerely doubted that it would be able to change the fact that she was simply incapable of romantic love.

But, buried under all the new responsibilities, caring for her little cousin, being a ninja and governing her clan, mostly lands and investments, but still, Ren had very soon forgotten all about the writing around her forearm.

Until, nearly seven years later, it came back to bite her in the ass.

***

It's intriguing, to say at least; his soulmark, the very same one that disappeared some fifteen or so years ago with the death of Hatake Sakumo (and wasn't that a blow), suddenly cut itself around his forearm, writing angry and fast, somewhat messy yet mostly neat. It was sudden and surprising, and he, the sciencist above them all, could not figure it out.

Nevertheless, the writing of Oh my Jashin, stop making such fuss, princess, we're here to save you! did amuse him. As if he, the infamous Orochimaru of the Sannin would ever need saving.

***

"Oh my Jashin, stop making such fuss, princess, we're here to save you!"

"They sent one of the last Uchiha? My, what a honor."

A pause. A blink. And then-

"Don't tell me that Orochimaru of the Sannin is your soulmate, Ren," Aburame Torune bemoans, sending another swarm of his signature and very deadly, special kikaichu at yet another guard.

And Ren? Ren can only laugh as she breaks the chakra-repressing chains holding rather stunned Orochimaru and picking him up with ease.

"On the other note, why am I even surprised?" Torune sighs, deftly beheading a guard taking a swing for the Uchiha with his tantō. "You're insane like that, figures it would take your bloody equal to match that! As if you don't surround yourself with enough crazy people, what with Guy and mini-Guy, not to mention our resident artist-bomber-!"

Ren doesn't stop laughing, borderline hysterical, raspy and with distinct yet clear tone that can be labeled only as 'insane'.

Orochimaru sighs, because he's tired and his everything hurts, but he thinks that maybe, just maybe, having someone like her as a soulmate won't be as tragic as he initially thought.