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#Kiddie Crush
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Mission: The Flu Shot
Pairings:
001. SasuNaru | Sasuke x Naruto[Kiddie Crush]
002. ItaDei | Itachi x Deidara [Teenage Attraction]
003. FugaMiko|Fugaku x Mikoto [Married; Alive]
004. MinaKushi | Minato x Kushina [Married; Alive]
006. Minato & Fugaku | [Platonic Friendship with the Classic Uchiha Protectiveness ]
Summary:
Getting Sasuke to do something generally wasn't an issue for Itachi. Simply because his kid brother practically worshipped the ground he walked on and would do anything to please his older brother.
Well, almost anything.
Apparently, getting a flu shot was on the exception list that Itachi hadn't even known existed. So, with no choice, Itachi has to use a not-so-secret weapon: Naruto Uzumaki.
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[❝I don't hold grudges. I just remember important facts, that's all.❞]
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"No."
It was just one word. Just two syllables spoken with the famous (or infamous, depending on who you asked) Uchiha glare. Usually, Itachi enjoyed and even encouraged Sasuke's defiant side. Seeing the staring contests between his kid brother and his father was amusing. However, being the target of said glare wasn't as funny, and he could wholeheartedly sympathize with his father. 
"Come on, Sasuke," Itachi said, pleadingly. He picked his brother up and set him on the doctor's bed for the fifth time. "It will be so quick you won't even notice it. Just one shot and then you're done. What do you say?"
"No."
"For me?"
"Hell No!"
Itachi did not sigh. He merely let out a sound that could be mistaken as a sigh. Uchiha's did not sigh. Then again, Itachi thought, glancing at his pouting brother, Uchiha's don't refuse to get their flu shots either. 
"He's still being stubborn?" The doctor asked, looking sympathetic. 
No shit, dumbass. 
"No, he still refuses to get it," Itachi replied wearily. He had tried everything! He had reasoned, bribed, threatened, and even begged—as much as an Uchiha would. 
"Don't worry about it. A lot of kids refuse to get their shots," the doctor reassured, giving Itachi a pat on the shoulder. "Sasuke is actually a level up with that, generally kids cry as soon as they step in."
"That's helpful," Itachi said, dryly. 
"Sorry," the doctor replied, sheepishly. "Do you have an old family technique or something you can use to convince him?" "An old family technique," Itachi repeated blankly. 
"Yeah! Sometimes, a kid needs to be convinced by something or someone specific, something they can't resist. Like, I had one kid take a shot because her Mum said that Tibbles—that's their cat by the way—could sleep in her bed if she took the shot. It was pretty funny, actually."
"As entertaining as that story was," Itachi started, dryly. "I don't understand what this has to do with 'an old family technique' that you mentioned."
"Ah! Well, I asked the girl's Mum why she chose that particular method, and apparently, she had to be told the same thing when she was younger to get the flu shot. It was like a hereditary weakness of some sort."
Hereditary weakness, huh?
Sasuke had a couple of weaknesses: his stuffed dinosaur, tomatoes, blue blankets, and a lot more. Unfortunately, those weaknesses wouldn't be strong enough to exploit. He needed something stronger. 
He thought back to his own childhood days. How his mother used to convince him to do things he didn't want to. She had a secret weapon that was used only in the direst situations: Deidara. 
His smiling best friend (and current boyfriend, though Deidara didn't know it yet), had been—and still was—his biggest weakness. He figured it was hereditary, seeing how soft and protective Fugaku was over his (self-proclaimed) best friend: Minato. 
It was a last-ditch attempt. Something that should be used only when there was no other way out. Only as a last resort. Should he really use such a powerful weapon? 
Itachi glanced at his stubborn seven-year-old brother who was sitting with his arms crossed and glaring at the wall.
No, this wasn't really a dire situation. He could find another way to convince Sasuke to get the flu shot. No need to bring out the big guns. Really, he just needed to think and—
A beeping sound broke Itachi out of his thoughts. He glanced down at his smartwatch which was displaying 2:45 in glaring numbers. Telling him that he only had a half-an-hour to get ready for his hangout with Deidara. 
A fucking half an hour! 
It wasn't just a dire situation anymore. It was a fucking crisis. 
"You know," Itachi started casually. "If Naruto found out that you got this shot, he'll be very impressed."
Sasuke took the bait, eyes wide at the mention of his precious friend. "He will?"
"Oh, yes," Itachi said, solemnly. "In fact, he'll probably praise you, hug you and offer to kiss it better."
"Really Ni-san," Sasuke said, beaming. "You think so?"
"Hn," Itachi nodded, trying his best to hide his smirk. 
Sasuke thought about it for a second. Imagining those gemstone eyes looking at him in awe, those warm hugs, those soft kisses...and all for him!
The seven-year-old glared at the bemused doctor. "Well, what the hell are you waiting for? An invitation?" He shot his arm out, smacking the poor man in the chest. "Hurry the hell up, I don't have all day!"
Itachi watched the scene in amusement and satisfaction. He wasn't called the Uchiha prodigy for anything, after all. He made a mental note to use this as blackmail material when Sasuke grew older. He deserved it for making Itachi panic and almost forget his date—erm, hangout—with Deidara. 
Speaking of which. He would need to cut his hair care routine short if he wanted to make it on time to meet the feisty blond. He wondered how many hair products he could use without messing up his hair. Perhaps, Mother would have a better idea?
Eh, he would think about it later. First, he needed to decide what flowers to bring. Would roses be a bit too much?
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[❝I like your approach. Now, let's see your departure.❞]
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mono-blogs-art · 1 year
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doodz feat. the main fairy girlies from my teenagehood
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com-i-cal · 1 month
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Uhhhhhh what does Aequitas think of Pelios haha......(Making myself anonymous as if you don't alr know who I am LMAOO)
(hehheehheeheh i know who you are 😈)
aequitas is very fond with pelios and cherishes him greatly, as he is probably the only person her age that she is friends with
she’s always so caught up with studying and whatnot, so any bonds with other people barely cross her mind
it does make her feel lonely however (honestly, imagine the people you talk with the most are your parents and older brother in his 30s as a tween)
so pelios is very special to her, and she doesn’t ever want to sever the connection they have
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antirepurp · 7 months
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i think some folks may need to have the word "queerbaiting" revoked from their vocabulary until they learn what it means. perhaps
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ourlovingghosts · 4 days
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Just had the best dream in my entire life in which Sirius rode up on his flying motorcycle listening to Eleanor Rigby and did a bunch of twirly little tricks around me before stopping and looking at me with the most gorgeous smile ever and then i woke up bc i had to pee ☹️😔
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luridparty · 28 days
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taking comms tech thos year 💪💪 im so collin-pilled fr💪💪💪
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bookdragonquotes · 30 days
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trencri · 1 year
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Huey / Garvey moments because I love them @rednephew
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mokocharm · 2 years
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I needed something to play in the bg while I was doing project work— so I finally started watching Cardcaptor Sakura out of curiosity (and after learning more about the anime and all). Want more CLAMP context for TRC anyway.
wow you guys weren't kidding about how Syaoran legit has a crush on Yukito. This is so funny. Him and Sakura are gonna fist fight to get the attention of her brother's boyfriend.
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socialpoison · 2 years
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Funniest thing about my oc Klaus is that he has a childhood friend named Kenzie Harper, they grew up together, she was a little bigger and older, and protected him from bullies. But see she always had a huge crush...on Klaus's parents.
He always hated that as much as he loves her.
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justtorzaplease · 2 years
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Let's talk about the time I was 10 and had a very gay crush on this girl, Hailey. Unfortunately, at the time I wasnt aware of my increasing.. ✨G A Y✨. She was bi, and now I've come out as Omni, I really want to ask her out. But anyway, the moral of this is that I was too gay to realise it.
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ihopethisendswell · 28 days
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I love mistborn so far but I just. Can't fully get behind Vin and Elend man.
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anshiel · 6 months
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Came out to my mother(again) today, went as well as it coulda
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hauntingblue · 10 months
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THEY PUT NAMI IN AN UGLY OUTFIT AGAIN..... AND ROBIN TOO!!! UNACCEPTABLE
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snstse · 1 year
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TBH I don’t really like or get childhood friend > lovers stories where they’re literally only friends as children. And, like, that’s it.
They didn’t keep in touch in the 10+ years since they parted. But somehow, there’s still a spark!? Why!
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sentient-stove · 3 months
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Hnnnnnnsomething something insert wip section🪄
“I want to be concerned so badly, but I fear this is a normal occurrence for you.” Phantom said as the vigilante pulled out a batarang, stabbing the can in the bottom. He then shotgunned the RedBull with what could only be practiced efficiency.
Red Robyn crushed the can once he was done, shoving the garbage into one of his many pockets. “I’m doing great now.”
“You were stabbed not even twenty minutes ago.”
“Yeah but they hit, like a vein. So that’s blood I’m not using. This is kiddie shit, I’ve patrolled with worse for longer.”
He was pretty sure that wasn’t how it worked, but Phantom also didn’t know enough about the human body to argue otherwise.
“Your funeral.”
“I’m not going to die, that would be showing weakness.”
“Hey. Ghost here. Show some respect, dying takes dedication and years of effort.”
“Sorry.”
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