The Dollmaker [Naruto Fanfic]

Chapter 1

The Dollmaker | Chapter 1

"Orochimaru-sama." Kabuto walked into the dimmed room.

"What isss it, Kabuto?" Orochimaru hissed.

"The Chunin exam starts in two days. I should be heading to Konoha."

A sick, twisted smile curved on the pale man's lips, "Yesss, of courssse."

Kabuto nodded, bowing before heading out. Once Orochimaru sensed his loyal subordinate's chakra disappear, he headed to the deep underground basement. It got darker and darker with each step he took. He traveled down the long stairs silently; only the sound of his footsteps can be heard in the eerily silent. He didn't dare teleport; it was a place very sacred and important to the legendary Sannin. He halts in front of two giant doors. Placing a hand over the aged wood, he closed his eyes as a strange marking—like black ink lines—started to appear. Slowly the doors opened itself causing a loud cracking sound from the heavy pressure.

Before he even walked inside the special room, there was an enormous painting of a girl directly in front of him She was- no is sixteen; she had smooth, porcelain skin, long, silky pure violet locks that fall like gentle waves onto her hips and the most beautiful light pink eyes. To him, her appearance was that of a goddess. It was a look curved by angels and envied by any lesser beings.

The snake-like man released a shaky breath and stepped closer. He needed to see her closer. In the painting, she sat elegantly, smiling down upon Orochimaru like the angel of death. A smile that he may never see again. A smile that spoke of her reality. A smile that... meant everything to him.

Unable to control himself any longer, he gave in to the temptation and placed a gentle hand on her rosy right cheek, "How I long to see you again." His voice was barely a whisper, a low miserable whisper. "Soon..." He muttered to himself, trying to be patient.

'Soon, I will have Sasuke as my vassal and then...' He trailed off, staring up at the young girl as if she was his person, he will be strong enough to revive her. My dear, dear Yuno. He finished with a soft smile, which for once, didn't look as creepy. It looked akin to a hopeless child yearning for his beloved.

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In a place far away, the wind blew harshly as a young girl looked up as if she sensed someone calling for her. A desperate call.

Beside her stood two debonair looking males. Both of whom watched as the long violet locks flew behind her while the cherry blossoms slowly fell from their branches. Her hair ornaments dancing along with the breeze while her flawless face looked towards the sky. Towards the cry, only she could hear.

It was an image they engraved into their memories. One of the many moments that remind them of her inhuman beauty. Of what she really is.

The two males both looked to be around fourteen or fifteen with similar features yet contrasting colors. One had a wide grin permanently printed on his lips while the other had a stoic look. One of them had chipped red hair with orange eyes while the other had longer but blue hair with green eyes. One slighter taller than the other, but neither as tall as the sole female.

"Sarah-sama," There was nothing but pure admiration and longing in his voice as he called the girl, "Are we really participating in the Chuonion Exam?" He questioned, unable to go on with the silence; the silence made him want to forget about their mission and continue staring at her perfection.