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Obito and his team at some point on their mission—

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Outfits for Sakura-sensei and her little gremlin team

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If there is a talent Obito had learned from the six years he spent growing up with his uncle, it was to perfectly mimic him; down from Madara's rich lilting voice to the way he spoke like an hermit old man stuck in a dank cave for years. He also went beyond and perfectly copied his penmanship.

For a good cause.

And not because thirteen year old Obito wanted to sign slips to take him out of a class nor call his teachers why Obito will not be present for the day.

No way.

Obito absolutely never pretended to be his guardian just so he could not attend some classes back in Middle School. He also did not use said guardian's signature to verify his online payment method with the credit card he "borrowed" from his uncle.

Obito would never. He is a good boy.

The only reason Uchiha Obito learned to impersonate his uncle Madara was to try and see if he could.

He can. He did.

What his younger self did not know, said talent would be use in this way…

Obito, prentending to be Madara: Shall I pick you up for tempura, Sakura-san?

Sakura: Uhm. Okay?

Obito, turning to Madara: You are welcome.

Madara: *angry but grateful noises*

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ItaSaku Week 2022

Welcome to ItaSaku week 2022 hosted by the ItaSaku Discord Server!

R U L E S

The event is open to everyone. If you’re an avid ItaSaku fan, please feel free to participate! You can submit the following works:

Art

Fics

Poems

GIFs

AMVS

or whatever else you can think of!

E V E N T  S T A R T

October 24 - October 30.

P R O M P T S

The following seven prompts are the prompts for this event! You don’t have to complete all prompts–simply pick whichever speaks to you and go wild. You can also combine prompts! It would be great if you could post your contribution on day of the prompt.

OCTOBER 24: Hokage!Sakura/ANBU!Itachi

OCTOBER 25: Getting kidnapped really messed up their to-do list for the day

OCTOBER 26: Konoha introduces mobiles -> wrong number -> suddenly texting buddies

OCTOBER 27: Devil summoning AU

OCTOBER 28: Misunderstanding the mission objective

OCTOBER 29: Casino AU

OCTOBER 30: Partners in Crime

BACKUP PROMPTS: Can’t make it work with one of the prompts? Try one of the back-ups Victorian AU - Cop!Ita/Surgeon!Saku - ANBU - The Library’s Restricted Section - Senpai notice me - You knew?? - Kabe-don

T A G G I N G

We’ll be compiling all of the fiction on AO3 into the ItaSaku week 2021 tag, so please tag your works with “itasaku week 2022″ so we can add it in! If you’re uploading elsewhere, please make sure to add the tag “Itasakuweek2022″ or tag @fm-white​ if your blog is set to private to ensure we will gather all of the works!

Q U E S T I O N S ?

Hit up @fm-white​

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Obito, prentending to be Madara: Shall I pick you up for tempura, Sakura-san?

Sakura: Uhm. Okay?

Obito, turning to Madara: You are welcome.

Madara: *angry but grateful noises*

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Hashirama dragging Madara for a walk to talk about his feelings for a certain pink-haired combat medic.

Hashirama: Let's be honest, I know you like Sakura-san.

Madara: You don't know shit!

*Sakura entering a Dango Shop from the distance*

Also, Madara: *slams his face on a pole*

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十里荷花帶月看，

乞巧相會同乘舟。

流螢撲閃似虛夢，

不若佳人共此時。

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Measuring Tape draft (Part 04)

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Measuring Tape draft (Part 03)

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Measuring Tape draft (Part 02)

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Measuring Tape draft (Part 01)

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Shisui: I’m a firm believer of: an apple a day, keeps the doctor awa—

*sees Sakura from a distance*

Also, Shisui: *throws the apple away*

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Shisui: I'm a firm believer of: an apple a day, keeps the doctor awa—

*sees Sakura from a distance*

Also, Shisui: *throws the apple away*

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Measuring Tape

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead! I bring good tidings!" Shisui loudly announced while he drew open the floor to ceiling red curtains in Sakura's apartment.

"Fuck off!" Sakura groaned as she tried to bury her face on the pillows in her sofa she had fallen asleep on, drunk as she was like last night, which hadn't sunken to her yet.

For Sakura, it's too early for Shisui to piss her off. Plus, she's having a hangover. She felt her head is splitting up. It's horrible.

"Nope. I have a job for you."

Sakura could hear the annoying cheer in Shisui's voice. It's too early for this shit.

"I would rather have coffee." The pinkette grumbled from the comfort of her soft pile of sofa pillows.

"You would get a cup later—"

"And sleep, but here you are, so now is the good time, the perfect time, really, to hand me that coffee—"

"—when you accept the job."

"—or I'll hurt you!"

"Just hear me out first, okay? I'm hiring you to be the model for my next fashion line!" Shisui widely grinned at her.

Sakura sharply scowled, her bright green eyes staring daggers straight at the curly-haired Uchiha from her messy waterfall of a pink hair.

"What line?" She growled baring her teeth.

Shisui ignored her outrage and guilelessly said, "Oh! It's a traditional bridal clothes!"

"It's illegal to murder. It's illegal to murder. It's illegal to murder." Shisui heard Sakura quietly muttering under her breath as she tried to control her fury.

The fucking audacity! How dare Shisui to suggest such thing at her? It wasn't even a full day yet before her ex-fiance left her for another woman!

She scowled at him, but he replied with a practiced innocent smile down at her.

Shisui looked at Sakura with fondness in his eyes. She really is a beauty when she is angry, and looked like she would break you with her fists alone.

The burning passion in her eyes! It made him want to shiver all over.

Shisui couldn't understand how that idiot she used to call her fiance had left her for another woman.

"Don't look at me like that." Shisui warned with a smile as Sakura glared harder. "You are turning me on. Seriously."

"Run, you masochist!" Sakura screamed as she grabbed one of her pillows before throwing it at him.

Shisui effortlessly caught the pillow that almost hit him on his face. He walked to where Sakura was lying on her stomach and dropped the pillow on the carpet at the feet of her sofa before he knelt down in front of her.

The look on Shisui's face stopped Sakura from yelling profanities at him.

"I'm with you, Sakura. Always." Shisui said with conviction in his dark eyes. "And so is the Uchiha Clan. When one of ours is hurt and slighted, we avenge. Right now, we're going to serve the coldest revenge we can possibly dish. Uchiha-style.

"So, get up. There's work to do." He said with a handsome smile that almost made Sakura's mouth dry.

Or it's probably her hangover.

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prompt: fashion designer/model au x "it's illegal to murder, it's illegal to murder, it's illegal to murder"

my submission for #shisakuweekendprompt

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calm moments before the storm

Summary: If Izuna's death is the prelude to Madara's path to hatred and madness, perhaps, hers is the last string that finally made him snap. [madasaku]

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When Senju Hashirama witnessed Haruno Sakura's feat of strength in the battlefield, he couldn't help but to remember a similar scene. For a fleeting moment, instead of a kunoichi with a short and uneven pink hair in the standard chūnin blues and konoha's flak jacket, the Shōdai Hokage is seeing a young woman with a flowing, waist-length pink hair wearing the plainest red kimono. And rather than a chakra-enchanced fist, she was wielding a battleaxe, shamelessly creating fissures on the ground.

He wasn't the only one, though.

His own brother had to do a brief double-take when he laid his Edo Tensei-ed eyes on the kunoichi when they arrived on the field. After all, it's certainly uncanny to see a face of someone you knew who grew up closely with your wife and lived under your roof in the newly established Konoha for almost a year before her untimely death.

Uzumaki Sakurako.

Mito's handmaiden and the only woman in her branch of civilian family who utilized her chakra to serve the Uzumaki's heiress.

A passing thought came to Hashirama's mind after raising the crimson barrier to trap the ten-tails: "If Izuna's death is the prelude to Madara's path to hatred and madness, perhaps, hers is the last string that finally made him snap."

Hashirama created wood clones that he could manage to help the shinobi alliance and to open the barrier's entrance. He'd also sent one to keep an eye on Madara. He wouldn't want to put the kunoichi in a difficult situation just because she looked like Sakurako. They were already dealing with the ten-tails as it is.

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She stuck out like a nail with her ridiculous pink hair, so he had noticed her when the mist hiding the shinobi alliance dissipated.

But Madara knew the truth; the one truth. So, when he saw her in Kamui dimension and was about to stab his rinnegan eyes in Obito, he had no qualms in killing her.

When he returned after reclaiming his eyes from Obito, Madara taunted their so-called "teamwork". She looked hesitant at first and then, she swiftly moved declaring her intention to be a diversion. Fool!

Madara stared at the girl he just stabbed, impassively. He's quite impressed she had the same healing abilities like Hashirama's granddaughter, but it's not enough. He will never show mercy to those who continued to stand in his way of saving their world.

He will fulfill his dream of peace with no more wars.

The only truth.

Fiery emerald green eyes met the rippling ringed-purple ones. She may have looked like his Sakura, but this girl is not her. Like how the last Uchiha is not Izuna.

Madara thought enough is enough. He will activate the jutsu for the Eye of the Moon plan.

He succeeded. He felt triumphant after a long journey (and the sacrifices he made) to get where he was. He didn't expect to be betrayed over and over again.

The last thing he felt was getting drowned by a vast quantity of chakra and then, it's nothing. For quite a while, Madara had no consciousness: he's alive, but nothing. He soon regained awareness... and it hurt.

It hurt so much, it's numbing. It felt painful and at the same time, nothing.

Madara laid on his back after the rabbit goddess was sealed and he was brought back to their dimension. He struggled to open his eyes. He could hear Izuna's far away voice. He hadn't heard it the first time and the second time he died.

Maybe the third time is truly a charm. He wanted to laugh.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?"

A memory. Madara didn't know why he was seeing this. He'd played thousands of memories recorded in his mind, in a short moment of longing in his cave, however he never touched hers.

"I want to believe in it," She whispered to him as her unfocused eyes tried to meet his. "So I could love you intensely... next time."

Next time. How foolish...

His eyes watered, but they didn't fall. The last time he truly cried was when Izuna died. Then, Madara felt rage, unbidden and violent rage.

He vowed revenge for his death.

Hashirama offered him salvation, so he gave Tobirama a reprieve. Then, he met her. She became home... but his home is crumbling. And Madara didn't know who to throw his hatred as he kneeled around the broken earth with her blood seeping between cracks. She already killed those who injured her beyond recovery and now, she was teetering at death's door.

His sharingan flickered to life, unstable.

Sakura raised her hand to touch his face, "I will never waver no matter what."

A slight smile curved in her blood-stained lips and chin. Madara's trembling hands gently cradled her head in his hands, her hair spilling between his fingers.

He didn't know what to feel. He's angry. He's in agony. He's breaking. He could hear the cracks in his head. In his soul.

"My feelings will stand and remain strong, you'll find it annoying." Her hand shook on his cheek and she laughed softly, her half-lidded eyes crinkled.

Her laughter should evoke him calmness and joy, but it sounded raspy and wet, and it's so soft he could barely hear her.

"Madara-sa..ma... until we..." meet again.

Her hand slipped from his face and she slackened in his hold. He could do nothing but to stare at her dulling emerald green eyes, stunned.

Fragile. He thought. Humans are so fragile and weak.

His sharingan flickered on and off while he breathed fast, in shallow pants. Madara brought her close to him as he stood on his feet, chuckling,

His brothers. His mother. His father. Izuna. His clan. Sakura. All of them. His peace. The people he gave his all. Gone.

Where could he possibly find peace in... in this... in this hell? This reality is hell. There is no peace. It's an illusion.

As long as there are winners who have it all and the losers who lost everything...

"Do you want to bring us back?"

A voice rang in his head. No. Voices. His little brothers. His parents. Izuna. Sakura. They're whispering. It's so thick, it may be something else.

"You could bring us back." Mother?

"We could never die." His little brothers.

"You could find a way." Father.

"Find a way to save us." Izuna!

"A world where there will be no winners or losers." Sa...kura...

"Peace is attainable. Madara. Madara-nii. Aniki. Madara-sama. Madara-sama."

Madara found his way back to Konoha, he began finding ways to make a dream into a reality. He will save what is left. He will start in his clan, in Konoha.

He failed.

Where did he went wrong?

"Hashi...rama..."

Madara called his rival. He did not know what compulsion made him to do so. Was it an assurance, perhaps? Or a truce that should have been the first time around? It does not matter anymore.

Maybe this time around, he will finally be able to see them... her again. With peace as his last breath left him.

"Welcome back, Madara-sama." Sakura greeted him like she used to do with that beautiful smile on her face.

"I'm home."

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Chapter 3: Senju Hashirama is up!

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MadaSakuDay2019 Master List

Fic

Homeward Update by @astroavis

Pregnancy Woes by @bookgirl813

The Journey to Uchiha by @delunalovegoodstuff

Have a Quickie, Dammit! by @heavilyhappy (smut)

Don’t Forget Chapter 2 by @jingmcastle

Lust, Caution by @jingmcastle

Swing Life Away by @littlefallingstar

Of Love and War by @nanawritesstuff

Origin of the Never Seen Update by @olliya

Veil Over Their Eyes by @olliya

Podfic

Forest Spirit by @kendochick

Art

Forbidden Love by @blacksoda-souji

Arranged Marriage by @can-t-figure-it-out

You Are My Mission by @ingridmunizart Uhhhh

Untitled by @kizioziki + English Translation by @yomi-gaeru

Hair braiding/hair care by @kumeramen

Famiy/in-laws/pregancy by @maybe-please

Fertility, a/b/o Part 1 by @maybe-please

Fertility, a/b/o Part 2 by @maybe-please

Hair braiding/hair care by @maybe-please

Hair Grooming by @moon-mynxie

MadaSaku Doujinshi Update by @mysteriouscrimsoneyes

Untitled by @mysteriouscrimsoneyes

Homeward Fanart Commission by @thistledesigns for @astroavis

Hair braiding/hair care by @yomi-gaeru