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percervall · 10 months

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Mamma mia, here I go again {pt1}

Summary: A summer of poor decisions leads you to having to face the consequences of your actions —and the men involved. Pairing: Kevin Magnussen x fem!reader, Lewis Hamilton x fem!reader, Mark Webber x fem!reader Warnings: talk of pregnancy, brief mentions of a one night stand, mentions of cheating, mentions of abortion Word count: 1.2k Taglist: @averagef1fansblog @barcelonaloverf1life @bradfordbantams @dannyramirezwife @doofenshmirtzevil-inc @jaypreshpresh @laura-naruto-fan1998 @lazybot @norrisleclercf1 @opheliaas-stuff @roseseraj

Part 1 of the Mamma Mia series

“Still not feeling well?” George asks you when he spots you dropping slices of ginger into your mug. You shake your head, trying to breathe through the waves of nausea.

“Had too much to drink again?” he jokes.

“No, God I wish it was just a hangover… Just- Just the consequences of my own actions,” you tip-toe around the subject as you pour the hot water into your mug. You feel George’s eyes on you, can almost hear the gears turning as he tries to figure out what you mean.

“So not a bug or food poisoning, not hungover… Are you-..”

“Yes,” you cut him off, not wanting anyone to hear, “Yes, I am and- and it is what it is.” You feel your shoulders tense up and you will yourself to relax.

“Does Kevin know?”

You shake your head, shame settling heavy in your chest at the mention of your on-and-off-again boyfriend, “No, and I don’t see why he should because I am not keeping it.” Before George can say anything else you leave the coffee station in the motorhome to find solace in your office, praying to whoever will listen that this doesn’t get out.

Your hope is short lived when there’s a knock on your door.

“Come in,” you call out, eyes glued to the screens in front of you.

“Hey,” a voice calls from the doorway and you freeze when you realise who it is.

“H-hey,” you reply, trying your hardest not to turn around.

“Can you please look at me?” You bite your lip and swivel round, pushing your computer glasses up into your hair. Looking up your eyes meet his’.

“Hey,” Lewis says again, a warmth to his eyes you’re having trouble placing.

“Hi,” you manage to utter, voice timid. You know you would’ve eventually have to see him again, working for the same team kind of made it impossible not to, even though both of you had decided to never speak of that night again.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Lewis asks, breaking through the fog of thoughts and memories.

“Tell you what?” You can feel your brows pull together in confusion.

“That you’re pregnant.”

The moment those words leave his mouth, you feel as if someone has pulled the rug from under you.

“Who told you?” you manage to utter as panic rises in your throat.

“George. I overheard him telling Lando and Alex before the press conference.”

“Oh no,” you groan, burying your head in your hands. You can only imagine the gifs and memes that are floating around on social media right now.

“I take it he wasn’t making it up? Come on, talk to me, My,” he says gently, crouching down in front of you. The nickname helps you feel a little more at ease, it having followed you for most of your career ever since you told one of the reporters off for making a sexist comment when you were at RedBull, Mika Häkkinen overhearing you.

“Yes, I am pregnant,” you whisper, “and the reason I didn’t tell you is because-.. I don’t-.. Lewis, I fucked up so bad. I don’t know who the father is.”

The two of you look at one another and you know he is thinking the same as you –the night neither of you regret but promised to never speak about.

“So there’s a chance I’m-..”

You nod, biting your cheek to stop the tears from falling. “But it doesn’t matter. I’m not keeping it, I can’t Lewis.”

“Wait, hold on. Does Kev know?”

You shake your head. Confusion is written all over his face.

“Why?”

“Because I can’t look him in the eye and tell him I cheated. Twice. In the span of 48 hours.”

“Oh Jesus. Damn girl,” Lewis mutters.

“But it’s fine,” you tell him in an attempt to convince yourself and ignore the feeling of shame weighing on you like a ton of bricks, “I have an appointment booked for Tuesday. I’ll be fine.” You wipe your tears away and plaster on a fake smile as you put your glasses back on.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a job to do,” you say, effectively shutting down the rest of this conversation. Just four more days, you tell yourself, you’ve got this, just four more days.

Trying your hardest to keep your head down –and avoid the men that participated in your predicament–, you make your way through the paddock, scrolling through the data on your iPad.

“Skat?” someone calls out to you from your left. There’s only one person you know who would call you that and right now he is the last person you want to see.

“Oh, hi Kev,” you offer meekly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kevin asks you as he comes to stand in front of you. An unnerving sense of deja vu climbs its way up your spine.

“Didn’t tell you what?” you ask in return. Instead of answering you, Kevin holds up his phone, showing you the still paired Google calendar.

Tuesday 5 September 9:30 BPAS

“Kev-..”

“No, tell me why you didn’t tell me and I had to find out through Google. An abortion provider, really?”

“Lower your voice will you?” you hiss, his tone rubbing you the wrong way.

“Since when do I not have a right to know you’re pregnant with my child?” Kevin ignores your request and barges on, demanding an answer.

“Everything alright here?” The Australian accent makes you want to cry. Of course it’s just your luck that he is also here.

“Doesn’t concern you, Webber,” Kevin tells the older man before turning back to you, “Why did you keep this from me?”

“Kevin please-..”

“No! Why didn’t you tell me that you’re pregnant?”

You know you have two options here: you can either come up with some bullshit excuse or you tell him the truth, and neither of them seem particularly appealing right now.

“Because-..” you start, swallowing thickly, “Because I don’t know if you’re the father.” You feel both sets of eyes on you as you fight back the tears.

“Sweetheart, what do you mean?” Mark asks you quietly, a hand on your arm.

“You know damn well what I mean. And I am not your sweetheart.”

You have to give Kevin credit, it only takes him two seconds to put one and one together before he’s swinging for the former F1 driver. Mark takes a step back, shielding you behind him at the same time.

“Okay,” you hear Nico say and when you peek around Mark’s broad back, you see the German driver holding Kevin back. You have no idea where he came from, but for once you’re grateful to see him. “Kev, we fock smash doors, not people.”

“Suck my balls,” Kevin seethes, struggling to break free.

“Kevin, unless you want to explain all of this to both Steiner and Netflix, please listen to Nico,” you say. Kevin freezes, seemingly becoming aware of his surroundings, and lowers his arm.

“We will talk tonight, okay? Pretty sure you have a meeting to get to and I need to see if Toto hasn’t fired me yet. Tonight,” you add when Kevin opens his mouth to reply, “Same goes for you Mark. I’ll text you.” And with that you leave them behind, head down as you walk back to the Mercedes motorhome.

And the plot thickens! Told you it was an unhinged idea 🙈

Feel free to let me know what you think! Your comments, tags and likes mean the world to me

#f1 fanic #kevin magnussen x reader #kevin magnussen x you #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #mark webber x reader #mark webber x you #mamma mia fic

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capriciouswrites · 2 months

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HELLO

I have completed my JULIBULATION fic event, in which I posted one fic every day for the month of July.

I am free.

This is the round up post. Please find, below, a numbered list of the fic including: the word that was associated with the fic, fic title and link, fandom, main pairing/character, and rounded word count.

Take a look. Some of them are very good, some of them are just very self indulgent, and some of them are just done but quite frankly I posted over 50k for the month so sometimes done is the best you can get. (I do like everything I posted, but some veers more crack for sure.) Alright, enjoy.

Curtains: wake up (& neutralize), Marvel, Clint/Natasha, 1.9k

Circle: everythin' is never as it seems, Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek, 1.7k

Teeth: trouble (trouble), 9-1-1, Tommy/Buck/Eddie, 2.8k

Mirror: common sense (when you pretend you don't), Game of Thrones, Sansa/Oberyn, 1.3k

Stick: whatcha gonna do when there's blood in the water?, 9-1-1, Buck/Eddie, 1.8k

Candle:wake up for the sunrise, Game of Thrones, Sansa/Daemon Sand, 1.5k

Voice: so long ago (i lost my only friend), DCU, Jason/Slade, 1k

Rose: bright as magic, 9-1-1, Buck/Eddie, 3.1k

Cough Drop: boom (boom), DCU & Marvel, Roy&Jason, 1k

Phone: ring (ring), DCU & Marvel, Roy/Steve, 1k

Tail: splish splash, DCU, Roy/Jason, 1.1k

Ankle: smile like a razor blade, DCU & Marvel, Frank/Karen/Jason, 2.3k

Beer: you and me and the end of the beer, DCU & Marvel, Logan/Jason, 1.2k

Paper: oh yeah absolutely not, Naruto, Sakura/Shikamaru/Temari, 1.1k

Dog: who let the dogs out (who who), DCU & Marvel, Frank/Jason/Roy, 1.1k

Shirt: hey baby won't you look my way, DCU & Marvel, Clint/Jason/Roy, 1.8k

Dirt: relatively radish, DCU & Marvel, Frank&Natasha&Jason, 1.2k

Glitter: this isn't what it looks like (depending on what it looks like), DCU, Jason/Slade, 1.7k

Couch: knock (knock), DCU & Marvel, Roy/Steve, 1.1k

Glass: like a diamond (like a song), 9-1-1, Buck/Eddie, 5.2k

Cat: take meow-t tonight, DCU, Jason, 1k

Omelet: not his first rodeo, 9-1-1, Buck/Tommy, 1k

Gift: BE TRUE?, DCU, Jason/Slade, 1.3k

Force: a few drops go a long way, Naruto & Star Wars, Padmé&Sakura, 1.1k

Dragon: there's a leak in this old building, Game of Thrones, Jon&Arya&Sansa, 1.9k

Tire: slashed tires and truths, Stranger Things, Steve/Eddie, 2k

Guide: close your eyes (have no fear), 9-1-1, Buck/Eddie, 4.8k

Jewel: (no one calls you honey) when you're sitting on a throne, Marvel & Black Jewels, Natasha/Bucky, 1.1k

Gate: Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop, 9-1-1 & Stargate Atlantis, Buck/Tommy/Eddie, 2.6k

Wing: wings over words, Pride and Prejudice, Elizabeth/Darcy, 1.4k

Needle: and i think to myself (what a wonderful world), DCU & Marvel, Natasha/Roy/Jason, 1.3k

Note, some fics may be part of a series, some will (hopefully) have additional content added at some point.

#things i wrote #monthly wrap up #just so much #anyways #enjoy

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sasukeless · 4 months

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ANY fic please or your favorites idc, but preferably canon compliant i only read modern aus when i absolutely have to

mmm okay i’m dropping the ones i can name at the top of my mind that have struck with me because i have no good memory sorry

Swallow Whole

cannibalism!! but not really. anyways this author has looked inside my mind i swear, they understand my thoughts with naruto cannibalism like no one else

Of Fire, Water, and Glass

this is an au sorry again. but yeah love some religious god worship themes what can i say? i’m basic like that. but this one is really good, one of those that makes you wish it was multi-chaptered

The Earth Doesn’t Move

i mean canon compilant i guess? but sasuke comes back and is a ninja of konoha again so not really? anyway i like this one, it’s very domestic and their dynamic really heartfelt

Clarity

canon divergence (SORRYYY). idk something about this fic has stay with me since i first read it. maybe because the author manages to encapsulate naruto’s (and sasuke’s) insanity in a way many others can’t or simply ignore

The Psychology of Making Mistakes

not much to say i just read it early today and it was really cute. they are so sillyy

The Way Life Is

canon divergence as well… and fucked up concept if you ask me where naruto kills itachi first which made for an interesting read

#ask

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hyuganejiswife · 2 years

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beauty | neji hyuga x gn reader

masterlist

drabble | fluff, angst?, pining if I miss something let me know. I could probably write a part 2 to this

word count: 1,086

Beauty.

Defined as a combination of qualities, such as shape, color, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, especially the sight.

Beauty was such a strange concept. Its definition was broad and the concept itself was vague. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Everyone had a different definition of beauty.

For Naruto, you’d assume that a bowl of ramen would be next to the word in the dictionary.

For Sasuke, perhaps revenge is equated with that very word.

For Shikamaru, a long nap.

For you?

Neji Hyuga of the well known Hyuga clan.

Maybe that’s where you made your mistake.

You’d admired the man since you’d met him during the exams. He was intimidating to say the least. Just a year above you and yet he was perhaps one of the strongest and most powerful ninjas you’d ever met apart from Sasuke.

He never once acknowledged your existence, but you didn’t mind. Being in his presence was more than enough to sustain you.

But of course, this was years ago.

At the very least now, the two of you spoke quite often, yet you never seemed to make it past “acquaintance.” You didn’t mind, because once again, at least he knew you existed. That was more than enough for you… At least in the past it was.

More and more, do you notice the effects of just barely being acknowledged by the man. It started to take its toll and you found yourself having to force yourself away from the man whenever you found your paths crossed. You couldn’t allow yourself to be distracted by silly feelings that would never be returned.

“Earth to Y/N.” A snap of his fingers has you jumping and Shikamaru holds his hands up in defense. “Woah… Never seen you so jumpy before. Usually it’s Choji overthere.”

You hum unamused at your teammate, dropping your gaze to your glass of water while you wait for your sensei to come join you.

Shikamaru frowns, his brows furrowed as he tries to break down what had gotten you so under the weather in just a matter of moments. “What’s up with you? You know we can’t have you distracted, so whatever it is, you need to handle it like yesterday. We’ll be out on a mission for a month, we need our healer in pique condition.”

“Hopefully you won’t need me at all.”

“That’s besides the point!”

Choji looks up from his appetizers, his eyes flickering between the two of you. He swallows his mouthful, “Honestly, please don’t fight. The last thing we need is tension before the mission too. Just… Try to stay calm.”

“Tell him that.”

“I am calm! What’s that supposed to mean?” Shikamaru immediately gets defensive and once he realizes the point you’d made, he drops his hands to his lap, sighing. “Whatever. This is lame anyway. I’m here if you decide you wanna talk to whatever.”

“Gee, thanks.”

The next morning, after a well needed night of sleep and escape from your thoughts about Neji Hyuga, you find your way to the gates, only pausing mid step when you see the man who’d been consuming your thoughts, illuminated by the glow of the sunrise. He’s there with Rock Lee and TenTen, and you can’t help the fluttering feeling in your chest. You knew it was silly to believe that they’d be seeing you off, let alone Neji himself, but one could hope.

You and Choji come to a stop, surprised to find that Shikamaru wasn’t far behind you, plopping himself down at the foot of a tree as he waited for your sensei to arrive and send the three of you off on your own.

“Hey!” Rock Lee is the first to greet you, rather excitedly, might you add. “Haven’t seen you in ages! How’ve you been?” You can’t help but smile at him. He’s always been so sweet and often offered to train you. In fact, the last you saw each other was just a few days ago for a short sparring session.

“We saw each other on Friday, Lee.” The man goes wide eyed and then taps his chin as if he had to recall that long ago.

“Exactly. Ages.” He grins again and you simply smile, tearing your gaze away to greet his teammates.

“You three heading out?” Your gaze flickers between the two remaining teammates. Neji’s gaze remains unwavering as you look at him. As serious as ever.

TenTen nods, the two of you have never really spoken much before, so it doesn’t surprise you that she keeps her answer short and simple, “Delivering scrolls…”

“Us too. We’re going towards the sound village…”

This seems to get a reaction from Neji but before you can question anything, your sensei shows himself. Funny how he decides to be on time today when last night he was late. You sigh, sparing one last glance at Neji. Now the man doesn’t take his eyes off of you, watching as Asuma greets the three of you. Even when TenTen nudges him, he’s taking in your form, getting a sense of whether you were ready for this mission or not.

At least that’s what he tells himself.

That’s what he’s told himself for years. He was simply checking your chakra, watching your form. And if someone ever told him that he was staring, he was simply examining the competition he had to become the best ninja. He had tried to convince himself for ages that nothing was actually taking place. That he wasn’t conflicted when he saw how close you and his own teammate were together, let alone yourself and Shikamaru. He didn’t even want to think about that.

“You’re staring.”

That’s all he needs to tear his gaze away. His cheeks are flushed and he growls softly, “I was examining their form and chakra. If they didn’t sleep well last night then they’ll end up getting themselves killed and their team killed.”

“Y/N knows what they’re doing. They’d never intentionally do anything to put their team in danger. You and I both know Neji.”

“Yeah.”

You take one last glance over your shoulder and Neji finds that his heart is racing and he wants nothing more than for your mission to end soon and for you to come back safely.

In Neji Hyuga’s dictionary, the word beauty could once been defined by being accepted by his clan.

Today, Neji was beginning to wonder why he was seeing you more and more as something beautiful.

#Bleu.writes #neji x reader #neji hyūga #Neji Naruto #naruto x reader #naruto #neji hyuga x reader #Neji fic #neji imagine

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sansxfuckyou · 2 months

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not just unfortunate timing

summary: turns out suppressants can fail, Naruto learns this the hard way when it strikes him in the middle of a mission after trying to hide it from Sasuke and Sakura successfully for years

tags/warnings: omegaverse, fluff, hurt/comfort, Naruto's an omega Sakura and Sasuke are making sure he doesn't get fuckin' hurt, check Ao3 port for full

authors note: they make me go absolutely fucking insane your honor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53140039

"He's burning up, Sasuke! Don't be so combative," Sakura snapped at the rather aloof Uchiha who just scoffed.

"And you shouldn't be so loud, you'll hurt his delicate ears," He spits the words mockingly, throwing Sakura's overblown care for Naruto right back at her. And he can see that she can smell it on the air, he's shocked that Sakura hasn't dropped the H word to try and make him less snappy. They both know what's up with Naruto, the dumb little secret he's been trying to hide by rubbing pine needles and cedar on his clothing. Acting like he's one of them despite the fact they've already been through enough for them to know.

"Guys, it's fine- I'm fine," Naruto said as he stood up and started on his way past them, the two… Beta's of the group, as all Genin, Chunin, and Jonin must be aside from few exceptions for Alpha's. He snuck past the rules by nearly overdosing on suppressants at age twelve, and now he's in the middle of a mission entering heat.

His balance wavers as he makes his way out of the small room that he's been quarantined too until it passes over. Thankfully their mission was a somewhat stationary one with light travel, an escort mission, so they could bunk in a town till it's over. He feels his head go light before he starts to fall but he knows he isn't fainting. Both Sakura and Sasuke try to stop him, their Beta instincts won't allow them to let an Omega (or other Beta) get hurt even with Naruto holding Kyuubi's spirit.

"You're staying in this room until your heat is over, Naruto," Sakura ordered as sternly as she could, pressing a finger to his chest as she spoke, "It's for your own good."

Naruto just whimpered.

Sasuke hoists him up a little bit more, and he's heavy despite being smaller in every way, much denser with something or other. He ignores the pathetic little sounds crawling out of his teammate, "You heard her, it's final."

"Thanks, Sasuke," Sakura said, and she speaks so softly to Sasuke it strikes a couple chords for Naruto despite all the things the three of them have been through and done together.

He drops Naruto on the bed with some gentleness before throwing a blanket over him, "I'll go do the mission while you take care of him. Don't let him starve or dehydrate, he's… a valuable asset to our team," He brushes his hand across Naruto's head to see if he really is burning up, and he most definitely is. Higher than average, Sasuke wouldn't be shocked if this unfortunate event kills Naruto.

Naruto arches up into Sasuke, the one point where there's physical contact which is the back of a cool hand on his forehead, "But Sasuke-"

The Uchiha retracts his hand sharply, "Don't you dare expect any of that 'Beta's always take care of Omega's no matter what' bullshit from me, even if we're more than teammates," He snarls a bit as he speaks and Naruto shrinks back into the mattress.

This is gonna be a long week.

-/-/-/-

The brunt of it hits him on day three and leaves him even more bedlocked than before. His mind is utterly swamped, and his body aches and burns and he refuses to eat any of the food that his teammates bring him unless they're cramming it down for his own good. It's a miserable aspect of existence he's glad he's dodged for a considerably chunk of his lifetime. But now all that has caught up to due to him tripping as he runs from the worst part of his anatomy.

"You're gonna die if you don't drink any water," Sakura tried to coerce, holding the rim of the glass to Naruto's lips. And he reluctantly grabbed the cup and took a couple sips of the ice cold water that shocked his systems. He released a shudder at the cold relief rushing down his dry throat, it felt nice.

He places aside the glass and drops back down onto the bed, he's already partially sweat through fresh clothing he changed into not even six hours ago. He's pretty sure this is what he gets for being Kyuubi's vessel, another aspect of something that shattered his entire life and everything that could've come from it. His breathing is heavy as he gives a small, "Thanks."

"It's what I'm supposed to do, I gotta take care of my mates," Sakura answered with, "Are you hungry yet?"

Naruto shook his head, "I haven't been hungry this entire time, but you and Sasuke keep shoving food down my throat," He wants to curl up under the blanket but he knows that'll make things worse.

"Well considering you've been taking suppressants for your entire life this could kill you, you have no idea how luck you are that me and Sasuke are here," Sakura answered with as she sat down on the edge of the bed, Naruto tossed and turned until he was nestled up close to her. She gently placed a hand on his head, her fingers were ice cold in comparison to the temperature he's running at.

"Then where is he?" Naruto questioned as aggressively as he could manage.

"Doing the mission," Sakura answered with, "He'll be back soon, he better be back soon or else I'll tear him a new one."

Naruto stifles a laugh at Sakura's threat, "Thanks for taking care of me, pretty pathetic isn't it?"

"You still kick all kinds of ass, when it runs it's course we'll pick up on our mission again," Sakura said, "Promise."

-/-/-/-

"It's a trap," Sasuke declared as he tugged a shuriken out of his shoulder and held his palm on the wound.

"What do you mean by that?" Sakura demanded.

"I mean it's a trap, that asshole we're escorting set it all up, he spiked Naruto's suppressants when we breaked to sleep last week," Sasuke explained, "Now a bunch of Grass Ninja are jonesing for our hides, if we don't leave now we're fucked."

Sakura felt herself shatter into a million pieces just like that, fear shooting through to her very core, "What?"

"We need to go, we'll stuff his jacket with pine and the rest is in the hands of fate," Sasuke said, wiping down his bloodied hand on his clothing. He grabbed hold of Sakura's shoulders to ground her into reality, she's shaking, "He's going to be killed, he can't do shit until it passes through his system. It's chemically induced this time, he just needs to sweat it out and drink lots of fluids, if he doesn't it could keep going for weeks."

"So you're suggesting we drag him all the way back home even with his current condition?" Sakura asked.

They can't hear the door open and Naruto hobble over to the small kitchenette. But they can smell it the second he passes the final doorway over, he gives this nervous grin as they glance over too him, his hearing was weak and foggy at that, "What are you guys talking about? Is Sasuke okay?"

"I'm fine," Sasuke speaks firmly, "We need to go for it and get the hell out of here, you're gonna get hurt."

"I'm useless like this right now, I'm gonna get us killed," Naruto answered with as he hobbled ever closer to Sasuke and Sakura, again, they both rush over to help him in his weakened state. His legs shake and he revels in the coldness of their touch, leaning into each of them equal amounts.

Sasuke holds onto him tight, tighter than expected or usual considering his average bluntness and sharpness towards his mates, "Our escortee spiked your suppressants, you'll be through the heat sooner than later. It's a trap, Naruto, they want to get you when your weak, which is why we need to go."

Sakura held up Naruto who was being thrown for a couple loops at the new knowledge, "It'll be fine, Naruto."

"I'm leading them right too us," He whispers the words, "I should've known better than to become a Shinobi."

Sasuke wraps his hands in Naruto's messy hair and yanks for a brief second to pull him back down to reality. He yelps and glares up at the ravenette, "Don't fucking say that, that's bullshit, this is a fluke."

Naruto nodded as Sakura rubbed circles on his back, "Right, a fluke, an inconvenience," He nuzzles the side of his face against Sasuke's arm and he freezes up just a bit even though he does enjoy the affection.

-/-/-/-

Day five and they're further away from the village, and the worst of it has passed but the clinginess still lingers with the slightest fog. He still shakes when he walks and he just wants to be with both of his mates whenever he can manage even though they're on a semi-constant vigil while he waits for the chemicals to flush through him. But oh man does he ever enjoy a bath in ice cold water after being so shaky and mentally weakened to remember to change his clothes.

He can actually not feel like he's burning up as cold water washes across every single inch and washes away his troubles just like that. He dunks his head and he can think clear for a very brief moment before all the blood flow heats up his head again and removes perfect cognitive function. He doesn't want to get out of the rushing water unless he absolutely has too and he doesn't even start trudging to the rocky edge of the river until the cold starts to bite too deeply into his skin.

He's shivering as he walks across the moss and grass covered ground, he shakes himself down like a dog. That comfortable sensation still resides in his bones as he towels down with a t shirt he grabbed before leaving. He's more than lucid enough to start a fire, wearing naught but a pair of boxers and a jacket tied around his waist so he doesn't heat up too fast. He tosses the bundles of logs into a small circle of rocks, he debates on wasting the chakra he's still burning through impossibly for a fire jutsu to light it up before deciding to just go for it.

He still has to wait for either Sakura to return with food, red meat to help both him and Sasuke restore the chakra that they've been burning through. Sasuke because he spent a couple nights in the village fighting off every single ninja sent their way and never had a chance to recover it naturally while they were running. Naruto because of the heat that was never supposed to hit him in the first place.

Just a couple more days and he'll be fine, they'll be able to go back their and pulverize the boss that sent those poor Chunin after them. Until then Naruto's just trying his hardest to not lose it entirely as the rush of the heat flows through him.

Sasuke arrives first, dropping down from the branches above and landing with a small flourish. He sends a couple extra sparks of fire jutsu to fire to give it some extra pep and he feels his eyes go blurry just a bit. He take a seat beside Naruto, one leg outstretched and the other hitched, "Have a nice bath?"

Naruto laughed, "It was great! I haven't enjoyed some cold water in what feels like years."

"It's been five days," Sasuke said as he rolled his eyes.

"Do you know where Sakura is?" Naruto asked, "I'm starving."

"Don't be so whiny, idiot," Sasuke chided.

-/-/-/-

Naruto falls asleep nestled between Sasuke and Sakura perfectly, a third piece of an incomplete puzzle that he didn't expect to fit into considering their ranks. But he's thankful that they're both there for him, for him to lean and for him to boost ever further into their strengths. He finds himself with his back partially pressed against Sakura's torso, her arms wrapped gently at his waist, most of Sasuke rests atop Naruto, splayed with one arm to reach his other mate. Although they usually wake up in different spots than they fall asleep, twisting and turning and tangling further with each other.

It's a knotted mess of limbs and comfort alike, but when Naruto finds himself blinking awake, trapped underneath Sasuke and held close by Sakura, he doesn't have any complaints on the matter. He snakes a hand around Sasuke's torso to hold onto him and leans back his head to nuzzle the side of his face against Sakura's. He can feel Sasuke start to shift awake along with Sakura but they fall asleep again rather promptly, sliding around to get comfortable and tossing Naruto's weight onto Sasuke instead.

Naruto whispers out a meek, "Love you guys," It's spoken on a whisper and they're both stuck in a state of mostly asleep they shouldn't be able to hear it.

But they both mumble it back regardless.

#naruto #naruto fanfiction #sasusakunaru #narusasusaku #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #sakura haruno #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #tw omegaverse

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sasuhinasno1fan · 3 months

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Glowing around you - Sasuhina Month Day 22

So I got the idea from seeing the prompt. Oddly, despite this show being one of my absolute favourites, it never accured to me to do a CCS SasuHina AU. I thought about it when I first started watching it, but not much ever came of it. But here we are. To make the ages a bit more clear, Sasuke, Hinata, Ino, Temari, Gaara and Naruto (last 3 are in here for like 1/4 of the story) are in middle school, specifically their last year. Kakashi and Iruka are in their first year of college. There is still age difference but a lot less weird if they were their standard ages. Kakashi's father adopted Hinata when she was a child, which is kinda mentioned but not fully dived into. Who knows, maybe I'll do another fic for this au. Enjoy. Neat & Messy | Ordenado y Desordenado

Capture & Release | Capturar y Liberar

@sasuhinamonth

The sounds of a sword cutting through the air was mainly heard when you walked through the door of the Uchiha apartment. Sasuke was sure anyone else would be very concerned at the sight of him practising with his sword in the middle of the living room but thankfully Itachi was more than used to it. his brother dropped the bags he held onto the kitchen island before grabbing the water pitcher from the fridge. Sasuke let the sword switch back into its sealed form when his brother handed him a glass of water.

“I’m telling you now, I’m not cooking.” Itachi said after his own sip. “It’s too hot to do anything.”

Summer was almost near an end and the second semester would start soon for the middle school students, including Sasuke. Not that he felt like he got that much of a break. Summer homework took what felt like ages to finish, not to mention all the Namikaze Cards.

Months ago, Sasuke moved from his home in Shanghai to Konoha, Japan for one reason. Powerful cards, filled with personalized magic created by the most powerful wizard of all time had been scattered all over Konoha by a seemingly normal girl. One who had no magic but managed to unlock the book keeping the cards contained and summon a card with no issue whatsoever. Sasuke was here to try and get the rest of the cards that were created by Namikaze Minato and become the new master. But he had competition, the seemingly normal girl. Hyuuga Hinata.

Sasuke didn’t care for the story of how the book came to be in her family’s possession, just that she got the affection of the guardian of the cards Kurama – the same one who fell asleep on the job which caused Hinata to accidently scatter them – who gave her the means to capture the cards. She could do what he couldn’t, return the card’s physical form back into a card and she was proving to be just as stubborn as he was in being the one the card choose to follow. But even competing against each other, Hinata went out of her way to be nice to him and as much as he wanted to ignore it, she was making increasingly hard. Most of the time he was helping her rather than trying to get ahead of her.

“Mm, before I forget,” Itachi said, putting his glass down and flopping on the couch, “there was a flyer for a festival at the Tsukimine Shrine. You should go. Also, put the groceries away.” He ordered.

Rolling his eyes, Sasuke did as he was ordered while complaining. “Why would I go to a festival?”

“Because you rarely ever do anything? If it’s not school or involving the Namikaze Cards, you’re at home training, studying or reading. Just, be a normal 15-year-old for once and go have fun. Who knows, maybe the delightful Hinata will be there.”

After an incident involving the Move Card, Hinata came to his house to get dry clothes and met his brother, who was completely taken with her. He thought her delightful and a breath of fresh air. Sasuke was sure his eyes had never rolled so much in one afternoon. Not to mention, Itachi kept trying to poke at him, telling him to be nicer and how good it was that he wasn’t being such a bully to her anymore and oh, how their mother would love her. Not to mention asking about certain things, like what Sasuke thought of Hinata, did she suit whatever costume she was given by her friend and partner in crime Ino gave her, how was she? He had zero clue what his brother was trying to pull, though, that feeling was most of the time.

“If you don’t go,” Itachi warned when Sasuke still scoffed at the idea, “I’m going to tell mom.”

Their mother might be the one related to Namikaze and the reason her children knew magic but she was also the one who wanted them to have a normal childhood.

So, he went. he was only planning on it for an hour to make his brother happy enough for him to not call their mother but he got sucked into a shooting game and was winning, a lot, when Hinata found him.

“Uchiha-kun!” Hinata waved at him from where she was with her friends and their classmates, including Ino with her ever-present camera. Her yukata was lavender with pink and yellow flowers on it, a wicker purse hanging off her wrist. “You’re here too?”

“Woah, nice haul.” Temari noted, looking at all the prizes he’d won, mainly food and a few small plushes. Her younger brother Gaara wouldn’t take his eyes off the raccoon plushes he managed to get.

“That’s very impressive.” Sasuke felt everything still at that voice. Turning, he spotted Iruka smiling down at him. Sasuke didn’t even think, he just grabbed some of the food he managed to win and handed it over. “Is it ok if I have it?” Sasuke didn’t speak, so much as nod in answer. “Thank you very much. You’re pretty amazing Uchiha.”

When Itachi came out as gay, in childlike curiosity, Sasuke thought he might be too but quickly dismissed it. he thought his mother was the most perfect woman in the world and wanted to marry her when he got older. After he was usually too focused on studying and practising magic to focus on girls, but he was still pretty sure of his sexuality, at least until he came to Konoha. His first meeting with Hinata had involved his attempt at stealing the cards back only for Hinata’s brother to spot him. He was ready to fight a college student when Iruka found his best friend and hopped the fence. He hadn’t read the room, gushing about the amount of steamed buns he’d gotten. Sasuke took one look and he was pretty sure he was bi. No one had ever flustered him that much, to the point of running away.

Hinata and Sasuke weren’t only fighting for the Cards, they were fighting for Iruka’s attention. If Hinata having a guardian and the ability to seal the cards didn’t frustrate him, it was her luck that Iruka’s best friend was her older brother Kakashi. It felt even worse when she wouldn’t lord these achievements over his head. oddly enough, even though Sasuke had mentioned Iruka to his brother constantly, he was always more interested in Hinata and what she would do whenever they’d compete for attention.

“Oh, Hinata, look!” Ino said, distracting them from Hinata trying to wave away her water yoyo Iruka won for her. The blonde photographer pointed at a bunny plush wearing overalls. “Isn’t he cute? You like bunnies right?”

Hinata’s face lit up. “Yeah. He’s adorable!”

“He looks very soft. That fox plush you have, maybe he wants a friend?” Iruka said, opening one of the food packages and tilting it towards Kakashi.

He hadn’t been focusing on Kurama, just that Iruka noticed something about it. he had to get it for him. He wasn’t sure why Kakashi followed him but they glared at each other as they slammed their money down for the ring toss. By the time the stall attendant took pity on them and gave them both a plush, Ino was standing there by herself filming them. Temari and Gaara were also still there, the younger boy stealing the raccoon items he’d won.

“Where’s Hinata?” Kakashi asked.

“She and Iruka went to go explore.” Ino explained.

Sasuke took off at that, Kakashi after him. They found the two near the back of the shrine, far away from the festival. While Kakashi embarrassingly handed his plush to his sister, Sasuke silently handed the one he got to Iruka.

“I can have this too?” Sasuke nodded. “Thank you.”

“We were gonna grab snow cones. Did you wanna come with or are we splitting up again?” Temari asked.

“Do you want one?” how was Sasuke supposed to answer? He nodded regardless but was stopped when Hinata grabbed his arm. “Are you guys coming?”

“We’ll be right there.” Hinata promised, letting the others walk ahead.

Ino turned to them, eyebrow raised. “Ok, what’s going on?”

Sasuke asked the same as he pulled his arm away. When Hinata shushed him, he was ready to snap when glowing green orbs started to fall out of a tree. Sasuke looked up, taking in the lights as they floated down like snowflakes.

“I can’t even sense it.” Sasuke noted.

“I can’t either, but I had a dream about this. Kurama scolded me for not remembering it but when it started falling, that’s when I knew.”

Hinata was staring at the lights as well as Sasuke stared at her. She was constantly surprising him, reminding him how strong she actually was, even with no training. Cards were constantly coming to her because they knew about her and most had decided they liked her. It was easy to compete with her for Cards and Iruka’s attention, to be slightly jealous how easy this seemed to be for her, but it was hard to ignore how kind and friendly she was. It didn’t matter they were opponents, to her, he was a friend and someone she could trust. It was starting to be hard to see her as just an opponent.

“Release!” Hinata called, unlocking her Sealing Staff from its key form. “Return to the guise you once held, Namikaze Card!” the glowing lights all converged to her staff until it took the shape of a card and it floated into Hinata’s hand. “GLOW. That’s what it’s called. I wonder if Minato created it like he did FLOWER, just wanting to bring a smile to people’s face.”

The bright one on her face made the answer very clear. It was no surprise the Cards liked her.

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Hinata felt her body wake up as she opened her eyes and stared at the dim sunlight shinning in through the window. She could hear Kurama snoring on the pillow behind her and when she got up, he was hiding behind his tails, all curled up. She started to flatten her hair, the curls that came from sleeping getting a mind of its own when she looked at the handkerchief sitting on her desk.

Had that only been a week ago?

Hinata thought her life was crazy, being an adopted girl of a single father and his son and having magic, enough to unlock a book of powerful cards and use them. she thought that’s all it was, just her hiding what she could do, even when Ino found her out after a day and when Sasuke came into her life. Except her brother had powers, his ability to see ghosts and maybe more – she knew MIRROR definitely knew something was up with her brother. These powers he’d recently handed over to his best friend, Hinata’s crush for the longest time and the hidden vessel of the other Guardian of the Cards, Toneri. The name Hinata knew him by, Umino Iruka. Iruka’s whole disguise had been supported by Namikaze Minato’s magic, mainly from the cards under Toneri’s rule. Hinata had enough magic to support Kurama’s hidden vessel but not enough for both. Iruka was going to fade away and depending on how bad it got, Toneri would have disappeared as well. So Kakashi gave his magic to him, had been trying since Hinata started changing the Cards into Hinata Cards. Hinata felt guilty that she wasn’t strong enough, that her brother had to put himself in harm’s way to save her, again. Like she said, MIRROR definitely knew her brother beyond keeping him busy.

After she found out her brother knew, about Iruka and no doubt about her, and she realized how close she’d been to losing Iruka, she knew she had to tell him how she felt. She did, still feeling guilty for almost losing him. She knew, she wasn’t stupid, that her feelings wouldn’t be returned. But as foolishly as she used to hope that her birth father would come back for her, she hoped he’d say yes to the little middle school girl who’d loved him since the first day she met him. He let her down so gently and it clicked for her when he told her he had feelings for someone else. It was Kakashi, Kakashi was the one Iruka loved. She was happy for them, really, but she felt her heart breaking that someone wanted her sibling more than her. She had it happen with her birth family, having it happen with the family who took her in and loved and cared for her made her heart break more.

Sasuke was walking her home when she burst into tears. She talked about how her birth father blamed her for her mother’s death and gave her away, how she thought she wasn’t worth his love no matter how much she begged and how even though Iruka knew she’d find love someday, she was sure it would never happen.

“It will.” Sasuke said, handing her the same handkerchief she held now. “Iruka does love you, not in the way you wanted, but he does. So does your brother and your dad, not to mention Ino. Your birth father didn’t know the type of person he was turning his back on but not once have you let that stop how much love you give. The person who earns your heart, they’re going to be incredibly lucky.”

Sasuke was awkward with words, normally scolding her for not thinking things through but he was so soft and kind, she felt safe and comforted. He was right, her feelings might not have been returned but she still had so much in return. Letting go of her feelings for Iruka was, easy, once she remembered she wouldn’t lose him and that he wouldn’t stop caring for her. He’d been someone other than her family who liked her and she was sure it was possible that she’d latched onto that tighter than necessary. Sasuke’s words helped bring her back to earth and ground her, much like he helped do so many times in her quest to change the Namikaze Cards and figure out what was causing the odd situations where she’d sense his magic. She wanted to do something to thank him.

She got the idea when she left for school. There was a flyer for the winter festival at Tsukimine Shrine. Sasuke seemed to enjoy the other festivals they’d done, clearing out the game stalls like it was no big deal. But she knew from when they got the FREEZE Card, he wasn’t a fan of the cold. And that’s when it hit her. She started planning as she rushed to school and found Sasuke in the classroom doing morning chores.

“Sasuke-kun!”

Wrapping the old flowers in tissue paper, Sasuke looked up, his cheeks dusting red. It was slightly cold in the classroom. “Morning.”

“What are you doing this Sunday?”

Looking confused, Sasuke answered, “Nothing? Unless Itachi decides I’m slacking on magic studies and demands I study more.”

They both knew his brother insisted he get out of the house more, away from studying.

“There’s a festival at the shrine. Come with me.” She stilled for a moment, noting how rude it sounded to demand he go with her but he nodded regardless.

“Sure. what time?”

“6 pm. We’ll meet at the shrine?” when Sasuke agreed, she felt her smile get larger. her plan might actually work. “Here, I’ll go throw the flowers out. you can hand me the vase too.”

Sasuke slid the closed package of dying flowers to Hinata and turned to take the vase off where they kept their winter jackets. “Hinata? I’m glad you’re smiling again.”

Hinata felt herself get slightly red. “I’m fine, really. But thank you. I’ll be right back.”

She greeted Naruto as she passed him out the door, thinking of how to ask Ino to help. It was a slightly ambitious plan, but she wanted to do it, wanted it to be perfect as her way of saying thank you. the relationship she had with Sasuke could have easily never changed from rivals or he could have headed back to Shanghai after she became the new master. She couldn’t be more grateful he was still here. She just hoped he understood that with her gift.

Her father was a godsend, giving her an easy pattern to follow and Ino was able to answer questions she had. Poor Sasuke though, he sat behind her and he worried over her looking more and more tired as Sunday got closer. It was on Saturday, on their half day, that he finally snapped.

“What is going on? you told me you don’t even feel tired anymore whenever you change cards so unless you’re changing them in massive batches again, you shouldn’t look so exhausted.” He demanded to know when they were finally let go. Hinata was still trying to wake up as Sasuke stood over her, begging for an answer.

“It’s fine.”

“Stop saying that!” it had been her answer whenever people mentioned she seemed happier.

“but I am. really.”

“Sorry,” Ino interrupted, “but I’m stealing her. We’re supposed to go shopping. I’ll see you tomorrow Uchiha.”

“6 pm, don’t forget.” Hinata reminded as Ino collected both their jackets and led them to the door. Once they were a good deal away and Sasuke didn’t seem to be following, Hinata let out a sigh. “Thank you Ino.”

“Of course.” Ino said nonchalantly. “do you think you’ll finish in time? He wasn’t wrong, you’ve stayed up so much trying to finish it.”

“I think if I stay up tonight I can get it done. Kakashi caught up with all the chores since dad has been calling him out of school to recover from transferring her powers, so I’ll also be free before 6 pm. Do you think he’ll like it?”

Ino gave him this smile, one that said she knew more than Hinata did. “Trust me, he’ll love it.”

She held onto that, using it to help her finish. Flopping back and listening to Kurama talk about how happy it was over, Hinata took a deep breath and slipped her thumbs into the holes on her turtle necked shirt. She checked the time; glad she was still set for time when the doorbell rang. Assuming it might have been Ino decided to be nice, she was surprised to see Sasuke on the other side of the door.

“What are you doing here?”

Sasuke looked embarrassed, digging his hands deeper into the bomber jacket he wore. “You were so exhausted yesterday that…”

“You came to check on me?” Hinata asked, smiling softly when Sasuke nodded. “Thank you. we can walk over to the shrine together, let me just go get my things.”

She locked the door behind her and followed him as they started walking to the shrine that had so many ties to the Cards and Minato.

“Kurama isn’t coming?” Sasuke asked.

“No, he’s been staying up with me. I’ve been instructed to bring back modern-yaki, rice crackers and at least one sweet item. Itachi ask you to bring anything back?”

“A smile.” Sasuke answered seriously. He kept glancing at the bag she brought, more of a gift bag than any of her standard ones.

“I have something for you.” she said when she clipped the top button on her jacket together. she moved to stand in front of him and pulled out the muffler she’d been working on plus the handkerchief she’d washed. “It’s a thank you, for listening to me that day. And for what you said.” Sasuke stared at it before looking at her and she started to feel self-conscious. “Unless you don’t want it?”

“No!” he yelled, swiping the items from her hand, wrapping the scarf around his neck before turning to her, this incredibly soft smile on his face. It wasn’t the same one he’d given her at the park, but it was close. “Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you, but I know if I start, we’ll go in a circle over and over.” she wasn’t wrong. “Ino said she’d meet us at the shrine,” she said instead, continuing to walk to the shrine. “I also invited Kakashi and Iruka, but I haven’t seen Iruka since that day so who knows if he’ll be there.”

“Don’t you think it’s possible he’s avoided meeting you because he’s scared of how you’ll feel. You feel bad for not noticing his power was vanishing and he feels bad for rejecting you for your brother.”

“But I’m not mad at him! Really I’m not.”

“Hinata, I don’t know if you realise just how much people don’t want to hurt you, even if it’s just a little.”

Sasuke sounded so sure of the fact that Hinata didn’t know how to respond. Iruka did arrive with her brother, looking awkward and out of place and she grabbed his hand to drag him with her. Normally she would have waited for him to do that to her but she realised it was better to treat him like she did Kakashi. Obviously she was nicer to him and made her actual brother pay for everything. She realised when she wasn’t pressured to try and impress him or stare at him through love hazed glasses, it was easy to hang out with him.

She sent Kakashi off to get them juice, Iruka following to help him carry everything and what was supposed to be a quiet break where she showed Ino and Sasuke the Moon Mirror Pond, turned into another fight with a creature reeking of Minato’s magical signature. Thanks to Sasuke’s attempt at stopping it, she got the idea to use the Pond and the THUNDER Card to fully electrocute the creature. It worked, but with a downside. Electrical wires had been pulled off during the fight, leaving the whole Shrine in darkness.

“They might have to cancel the whole thing.” Iruka said out loud when he and Kakashi rushed over to see if they were ok. “It’s not like they have a way to light the place up again.”

She and Sasuke shared a look. The Shrine staff didn’t, but she did.

“I’ll be right back!” she said, grabbing Sasuke’s arm and dragging him with her, Ino following.

“Where are you guys going?” Kakashi yelled after them.

With her Star Wand out again, Hinata pulled the GLOW Card from one of the pockets inside her jacket, tossing it out in front of her. “Shed your old form and become anew, under our contract, I beseech you. GLOW!”

the yellow and blue Card turned into the pale lavender of the Hinata Cards as GLOW was released and the little fairy flew up into the sky and released the lights. Just like when she caught the card, the sky was full of the glowing lights gently falling like snow. Hinata held her hands out to catch the lights, her Staff tucked into her arm. She gently blew the lights out of her hands, giggling as they swirled in circles before floated down. she noticed Sasuke was staring at her, his own small handful of lights in hand. She barely noticed Ino taking pictures of them both.

“What?”

“Nothing. I’m…I’m just really glad you’re happy again.”

Ino texted her pictures later that night. they were of them all at the festival, including the action pictures from during the fight of Sasuke using his thunder and wind talismans, jumping on the tree, defending Hinata while she changed the WOOD and THUNDER Cards and when they were within GLOW’s lights. There was also another picture within the batch, an older one. It was one where she’d caught GLOW originally, but it was just before then, when she’d been staring up at the falling lights. The picture was of behind them, Sasuke staring at her as she stared at the lights. There was a similar picture from today, plus one of the two of them looking at each other.

It's crazy how things can change and yet be so similar. Sometimes, things are feeling the same, but a person just doesn’t know it yet.

#sasuhina month #sasuhinamonth2024 #day 22 #cardcaptor sakura au

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mayhem-neverending · 11 months

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The Big Bad Wolf

Obito x Reader

Part III

Warnings: mentions of depression, mentions of suicidal ideation

Word count: 2,099

Obito tried desperately to detangle his hair under the shower’s hot spray of water. He felt immensely frustrated and overwhelmed as he tugged at the knotted strands. Everything felt heightened, the water hitting his skin, the slick conditioner on his fingers, the way his rib cage expanded with each breath, because he felt awake. Awake for the first time since being locked away in his home - his prison.

He rarely saw anyone, even Kakashi, who took turns every two weeks with Naruto to drop off groceries and necessities. Neither ever stayed more than half an hour, and while he knew Kakashi had begged to keep Obito alive, his life wasn’t really.. living.

Most of the time, he walked around in a haze, unable to escape the horrors that plagued his mind and the guilt that tore into his soul like a rabid dog, day in and day out. Or, he felt the weight of the world fall down upon him, and he couldn’t leave his bed for days; not that anyone would notice.

He had considered ending it all, time and time again, but he was a glutton for punishment, and told himself he deserved every moment of his self-inflicted suffering. It was the least he could do for everything he’d done. He hadn’t been given another opportunity to repent, so he would do what he could with what he had.

He pulled at his hair with his wooden comb. He could admit to himself that he was desperate for company, that his long days and even longer nights were messing with his sanity and that he cried for companionship, or at least the presence of another, to ease his mind even a little. However, he couldn’t believe Kakashi had just appeared out of nowhere, with a seemingly nice woman, and disappeared just as quickly to leave her at his mercy.

He frowned deeply. What was Kakashi even thinking? Obito was well aware that he was a local celebrity, and for all the wrong reasons. He was a household name doused in hate and lit with fear. He had started that blaze, and now this woman had been thrown right into his house fire. If people were to find out she was here, here to help him… He didn’t want to imagine the backlash.

He cursed himself as his comb stuck and refused to budge. He couldn’t remember the last time he had washed it, and regretted not doing something to it sooner. He wiggled it around, lacking any patience, and ended up yanking at his hair.

A knock interrupted his next string of curses, and he immediately quieted. Your gentle voice was muffled through the door, as you called, “Food,”

A part of him was surprised that you were actually still here, and hadn’t run away the second Kakashi left, and was curious about why. The other part of him was absolutely furious that he would of course be called on when he had a stupid comb stuck in his hair.

It took a couple minutes, but he was finally able to yank it free (without assistance, which he was mortified to even consider), and he stepped out of the shower. He hastily dried himself and went to his bedroom to dress. Opening each drawer of his dresser, he realized that not a single thing he owned was clean. He looked at the pile of dirty clothes on the floor with disdain, before heading over and trying to decide what was least dirty.

He padded to the kitchen barefoot, with the least stained clothes on that he could find and the knot of hair he had sported in a low ponytail. He noticed that you had wiped down his small table, and that a neatly made sandwich was placed next to a glass of water on it. His stomach growled loudly, causing you to turn to glance at him over your shoulder from your spot in front of the sink.

Neither of you spoke, and you turned back to cleaning dishes while he sat down at the table. He inspected the sandwich, which had extra soft scrambled eggs, lettuce, and mayonnaise. The thought that it could very well be poisoned crossed his mind, but he decided instantaneously that, either way, he was fine with the outcome and took a bite.

It was tastier than he expected, and he made an appreciative noise. At least Kakashi picked someone who could actually cook. He imagined some poor shinobi who hadn’t had a clue what they were doing trying to cook and care for him, and the disastrous image made him snort. Snorting made him choke on the large piece of sandwich he had been trying to inhale, and he coughed and sputtered until he turned red.

You rushed over, hovering a couple feet away, startled and unsure whether to intervene. He held up a hand to you, attempting to tell you he was fine while he painfully coughed until he finally got some air in. He took a long sip of water, staring straight ahead, refusing to make eye contact after his blunder.

You backed away and went to finish your task, while Obito took a decidedly smaller bite. He finished his sandwich slowly, feeling it fill his shrunken stomach uncomfortably. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye periodically, and you did the same. You were at the table removing his plate the second he had swallowed his last bite. When you finished cleaning the plate, you turned your body to face him.

“Do you-” you cleared your throat. “Where can I find your cleaning supplies?”

“Linen closet, closest door to the bathroom,”

You nodded and went to find it. The closet was… nearly empty, save a couple of rags, one cleaning spray, and some bleach. There weren’t any blankets, towels, or any actual linens on the dusty shelves. You grabbed what was available, and added cleaning supplies to your mental shopping list.

As you were returning to the front of the house, Obito walked by you in the hall, his long strides causing the air to woosh past you. He entered his room and shut the door firmly behind himself. Your eyes followed him the whole way, and you shrugged to yourself. It would be much less tense to work if he wasn’t visibly present.

You had just made it to the end of the hall when his door reopened. He poked his head out. “My clothes need to be washed. Can you pick up detergent?”

He furrowed his brows before adding, “Please,”

“Of course,” you replied politely.

You shuffled to the living room with your full hands and dropped everything on the floor next to the couch. You pulled your phone from your pocket, transferred your list from your head to your notes, and got down to work.

A couple hours later, you started on lunch. During your silently cleaning, you had decided to prioritize putting some weight onto Obito, as was your responsibility as his caretaker. You were, however, worried about feeding him too much too fast, and didn’t want to make him sick. You peered into the cabinets, hoping something would jump out at you. You were disappointed to find only a can of tomato sauce, green beans, and a half full bag of rice.

It worried you how little was available to him. You weren’t sure how Kakashi expected him to eat when he didn’t have much of anything.

You somehow managed to pull a meal together with what he had. You chose chicken and rice soup, since it wouldn’t be too heavy on his stomach. You were giving it a stir when Obito reappeared in the kitchen. He took a curious glance at the food before giving you an appraising look.

“You have an accent,” he stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

You paused your stirring, and a little smile pulled at your lips. You put your spoon down and turned to him. “I’m from out west,”

Your smile grew just a smidge. “I moved back here a few months ago, after staying out there for a year and a half or so. I didn’t realize I had picked it back up,”

He took in the information slowly, and you stood there quietly, waiting for his response. “That explains the cooking. Is this almost done?”

“Yeah,”

The rest of the day went by slowly. You weren’t sure how much you could actually do with what little he had, so you did your best to sweep and dust and clean out the fridge. Obito hovered while you worked, and you could feel the tension building between your shoulder blades every time he was less than three feet away. You wanted to wave your hand and shoo him away, but didn’t think it appropriate.

You took your washcloths to the washing machine, which sat at the far end of the hall, and checked your phone for the time. You exhaled a long breath and let your shoulders sag in relief. It was finally five. You brushed your hands off on your pants and made quick work of collecting your things from where you had set them on the bookshelf.

You willed your legs to move slowly, so it didn’t look like you were running to the door as you made your way to it. Obito eyed you from his spot on the couch. You halted.

“I’m off, I’ll see you tomorrow, sir,”

Obito frowned, lips tugged slightly lower on the unscarred side. “Don’t call me ‘sir’,”

You blinked. “...Mr. Uchiha?”

He huffed at the suggestion. “Obito. Just Obito,”

“Oh, okay,”

You stared at each other. “Anything you need before I go?”

He stood. “No,”

“Okay,” you resumed your walk to the door, but were surprised by Obito walking over and pulling it open for you.

He stood in the doorway, making it so you would have to be less than a foot away from him to move past. He looked at you expectantly. You hurried over, and bowed your head in thanks. You felt quite stiff from the tension in your body at being in such close proximity.

“See you,” he said softly when you were out on his front step.

You gave him a little awkward wave and continued toward the treeline. He shut the door behind you and moved to watch you inconspicuously from the window as you disappeared into the woods.

It was a few minutes before he moved again. He looked around the room, and was struck with how vividly he was observing it. He felt like he had never truly seen it before now. It was just so… empty. It was devoid of life in every sense.

He made the mistake in that moment to listen to his surroundings, and trapped himself in the deafening silence. He tried covering his ears, but it didn’t dull. He walked around, alternating between stomping and dragging his feet on the wood floor just to hear something. A dull panic stirred in his chest.

Your child was loud from the moment you picked him up. Usually you didn’t mind it, but his stomping, climbing and yelling were sure to get you a noise complaint from your downstairs neighbor. You tossed your spoon on the stove at the loud thump coming from your small living room. He had apparently taken to jumping off the couch. You frantically searched for something quieter to offer him while the vegetables sizzled in the pan.

Unable to find anything and sensing another jump coming, you bent down and hauled him over your shoulder. He giggled and flashed you a toothy grin upon plopping him onto the counter. You went over to the fridge and rummaged around for something to satiate him. You found a container of washed blueberries and handed them over to him.

You continued with dinner while little legs swung back and forth, looking to find purchase on your side. You sighed quietly to yourself, and made a mental note to just make extra dinner while at work to bring home, so you could actually spend the time you had paying full attention to him. And it would make things just that much easier.

He quieted while he chewed, and you took the short moment of respite to reflect on your day. All in all it wasn’t too bad. The part where he just sat around and watched you intensely wasn’t your favorite, but the pay and the hours were well worth it. Honestly, if he stopped that, it would be near perfect.

Part IV

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I’m handsome, tall, and rich

Chapter 20

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“Careful.” Hinata stood on her tippy-toes to cover Naruto’s eyes with her hands as she guided him to the table.” Keep them close. No peaking!”

“Okay,” Naruto chuckled.

“Turn left here.” Naruto did as told. Hinata uncovered his eyes.” Ta-da!”

Naruto opened his eyes to see a homemade dinner set on the table.

“You did this all by yourself?”

“There are things I don’t really do, like cooking, but there’s nothing I can’t do.” She smiled at Naruto’s awed expression.” I did have to look up some recipes online, but it was pretty easy.”

“You must be so tired after all this cooking.”

“I’m fine. Don’t just stand there, sit.” Hinata sat down on the chair opposite to the one Naruto was standing in front of.” Try the food.”

Naruto followed her lead. He grabbed the spoon and tried the soup. Immediately, the rose-colored glasses the gesture had put on him dropped to the ground. He set the spoon down, instead trying some Miyeok Julgi Bokkeum. He chewed and chewed as Hinata watched him closely.

“What do you think?”

“It’s great,” Naruto said in the most unconvincing tone Hinata had ever heard.

“You don’t mean it.” Hinata tried her best not to let her insecurities seep through her tone.” What do you really think?”

Naruto chewed thoughtfully before answering,” Everything’s too salty.”

“Other than that, it’s good, right?”

“The clams were gritty, so I guess the sediment wasn’t properly removed. The pork wasn’t defrosted well, it kinda smells bloody.” Naruto pointed at each dish as he spoke about it.” The vegetables were overcooked and the rice is a bit undercooked. I still need to try the rest.” Naruto looked up to see Hinata’s expression and his breath caught in his throat.” I think they turned out great.”

“No thoughts on the rest then?” Hinata slumped on her chair.” The water might taste good.”

Hinata should’ve known better than to snap, but she had been joined by the hip with Sasuke since at the very least middle school. Some of his attitude must have bled into her.

“Sorry.” Naruto gave her a sheepish smile.” I guess I got used to giving honest feedback because of my job.”

Naruto stood up and excused himself to use the bathroom.

“Didn’t know I was dating Gordon Ramsay,” Hinata muttered as she grabbed some pork.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were dating Secretary Uzumaki. When did you guys get together?” Hinata and Sasuke had met up for lunch at a small restaurant halfway to each of their workplaces.” Congrats on getting your dream man.”

“I don’t think I wanna be congratulated.”

“Why? What’s up?”

“He said it doesn’t taste good!”

“That’s too much info.”

“I’m talking about food! I made dinner – from scratch – for the first time in my life for someone.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Do you know what he said? He said it was all salty. If your partner you should lick the plate clean even if it tastes like seawater.”

“Sounds unhealthy.”

“Don’t get me started on President Hatake.”

“What about him?” Sasuke looked up from his food.

“A couple of days ago Naruto and I were watching a movie. President Hatake called him in the middle of it. Naruto spent half an hour talking to him! He shouldn’t boss him around after work!”

“I’m sure he didn’t do it on purpose.” Sasuke said before taking a bite.” It’s not like he knew you were on a date.”

“How suspicious.”

“What’s suspicious?” Sasuke sighed, knowing that from this moment forward, he wouldn’t be able to enjoy his lunch.

“You’re taking his side.” Hinata narrowed her eyes.” Are things going well between both of you?”

“It’s not like that.”

“I know something’s up.”

“You mentioned you ate out for work… did you go with him? I bet it was a date!”

“It was not like that!” Sasuke closed his eyes.

“It is like that. If you both ate together, it’s a date.”

“Something happened so I ate with him to apologize.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“So he’s being mean? If he truly liked you, he’d be nice to you.”

“I think we’re at the wrong place.”

Hinata looked out the car window. Naruto had parked the car near the base of a mountain. It had to be a mistake. She was wearing jeans and 100 mm Louboutin sandals.

“We’re at the right place.” Naruto got out of the car.

“I thought you wanted to take a walk somewhere nice by the hills.” Hinata got out of the car after him.

“You look like you haven’t been exercising enough lately so I wanted us to work out.”

“Don’t do this. I already feel tired.”

“You’re tired because you’re always sitting at your desk or lying on the couch all day. We should do this from time to time.”

“Why don’t we do it later? I’m wearing heels.” Hinata smiled at him, hoping he would get back in the car.

“Don’t worry, I came prepared.”

Prepared for what?

Naruto pulled out a pair of ugly tennis shoes and black socks from the backseat.

“It’s a perfect fit,” Naruto said as he tied the shoes. He looked up at her with a bright smile. “ Let’s go.”

“The weather’s so nice today,” Naruto said as he walked toward the trail.

“I can’t believe he called me out of the blue during the weekend,” Sasuke muttered as he walked toward the carnival. He was so used to dressing up to meet Kakashi, that he hadn’t thought twice to wear high-waisted black pants and a cut-out turtleneck. Now that he was there, though, he realized he over-dressed.

His eyes scanned the crowd until he found Kakashi, who was wearing a tight, sleeveless turtleneck and loose pants. Sasuke swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth before walking over to Kakashi. The moment Kakashi spotted him, his eyes brightened.

“Sasuke, you’re here.”

“Why’d you ask me to come here?”

“You’re here today to pay me back for that kiss.”

Sasuke looked around.” I don’t think there are any good places to eat around here.”

“Forget about food.” Kakashi waved his hands.” I want your whole day as compensation.”

“Huh?”

“You said that since I’m wealthy, it wasn’t fair for me to ask you to buy me an expensive dinner.” Kakashi’s storm grey eyes looked at Sasuke’s abyss-like eyes.” I’ll buy your time instead.”

“You’ll… buy my time?”

#fic: im handsome. tall. and rich #kakasasu #mj's writing #naruhina

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Boruto x Yanderes by Unknownstranger26

Anime » Boruto: Naruto Next Generations Rated: T, Spanish, Words: 5k+, Favs: 3, Follows: 3, Published: Oct 2, 2021 Updated: Oct 18, 2021

Chapter 1: BORUSARA (Boruto x Sarada)

BORUSARA (Boruto x Sarada)

It was a rainy afternoon, the atmosphere was cold and indicated a clear sign of darkness and danger, in an alley Sarada could be seen, but she was not alone, her companion was the corpse of a girl, a purple-haired girl who had received many stabs by Sarada, but so that we can understand what happened we will go back a few hours before

# 6 hours before #

A quiet morning, the sun's rays shining, nature in perfect peace, but not everything was calm, in a park you can see a blonde-haired man and a purple-haired woman, they were talking quietly, but they had not noticed that a certain black-haired woman with red line glasses he was looking at them with total annoyance on his face

Sarada: Baka-Boruto what are you doing with that fucking purple hair that you don't know that you can only talk to me, look at me, think of me, I must be your center of attention. / Sarada thought with noticeable annoyance /

Sarada: You belong to me Boruto, you should be happy to be with an elite Uchiha like me, damn Baka-Boruto you're being unfaithful to me, that deserves a punishment KYAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJ, or maybe it's your little friend who should receive it for messing with what it's mine. / she thought to herself and finally put on a macabre smile /

Boruto: So tell me, Sumire, how have you been lately?

Sumire: Well, everything has gone very well for me Boruto-kun, Namida-chan has kept practicing her water style and Wasabi-chan has been picking up and stealing cats, jsjsjsjs / I mention she is very happy / and you Boruto-kun? How did it go?

Boruto: I see, well lately I've felt watched all the time and sometimes I think I'm paranoid, but I still hope it happens, well Sumire it was nice talking to you, but I have to help my mom and Hima make dinner for him man, besides, I think it's going to rain / he said this when thunder began to be heard /

Sumire: You're right, I better go before it starts to rain.

Sumire: Come on Sumire propose, tell him you love him before he leaves / I mention this in my mind /

Boruto: Well I'm leaving, bye Sumire.

Sumire: Bo-ru- Boruto-kun wait, I have something to tell you / I mention this a blush and a stutter /.

Boruto: Tell me sumiere / I mention this with a smile that made Sumire blush even more /.

Sumire: Tell him, come on tell him / she said to herself mentally / *sigh* take care of yourself. Why didn't you tell him? / she wondered /

Boruto: You the same Sumire / mentioned this with a smile and then left in the direction of his house /

Sumire: Well, you'll tell him another day / she said, and then started walking, since small drops of water were starting to fall /

Sumire: Mnnnn, why didn't I bring a sweater to protect myself from the rain / I mention this one after he got wet since the rain caught him much sooner than I expected /.

?: Hello de-le-ga-da / mention a cold voice behind Sumire /

Sumire: Sa- Sarada-chan, you scared me, do you need something? / she said with a noticeable tremor from fright, but then she calmed down /

Sarada: Yes, I need you to die.

Sumire: What?

He then activated his sharingan and immobilized Sumire and then took out a kunai and started stabbing the aforementioned, there were so many stab wounds that they stained Sarada's clothes

#current moment#

Sarada: That's what you get for messing with Mine! / she said to then spit and perform a fire jutsu and burn the corpse /

After this event, Sarada began to walk home and as she did so she began to think about how to get her Boruto away from all the bitches interested in him, until it occurred to her to tell her parents to commit him to him, with that thought in mind headed home

" Uchiha Mansion"

Sarada: Dad, mom / I call these, to then explain their request / You know I've been thinking about the arranged engagement with Boruto and well my answer is yes I'm going to accept / I mention with a smile /

Sasuke: You're safe daughter, because you know that I wouldn't force you to do anything you don't want.

Sakura: Yes daughter, think about it better.

Sarada: That's why I say it, I accept the commitment.

Sasuke: Well then I'll tell the dobe to sign the pledge.

"Torre Hokage"

Boruto: Old man, why did you call me, is it for some mission?

Naruto: Son, you see something terrible has happened.

Boruto: What happened?

Naruto: Your partner Sumire has been found dead / he mentioned with regret in his voice /

Boruto: What, but how did it happen?

Naruto: We don't know yet, but we have sent different ANBUS to investigate, on the other hand, I have to tell you that you are engaged to Sarada.

Boruto: ….!QUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Naruto: Don't yell Boruto, and tonight we're going to have a dinner to formalize the engagement so dress up as best you can.

Boruto: Mnnnnnnnnnnnnn, dad, don't get upset, but I'm in a relationship with a person and I love her very much just like she loves me. / I mention this one a little nervous /

Naruto: -WHATEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!, you already have a girlfriend, when it comes, tell me, tell me, *sigh* you've grown a lot Boruto, but when are you going to introduce her to me? / he mentions this with noticeable emotion on his face Hers/.

Boruto: Everything in due time dad, although it doesn't matter if he's a little older right? / I mention this with nerves and fear of his dad /

Naruto: / overprotective dad mode on / How old are you?

Boruto: 2 years old / whisper /

Naruto: ho I see well it's not much, so I accept it, I hope you're happy.

Boruto; Thanks Dad! / she said it while she hugged him /

" Uchiha Mansion"

Sasuke can be seen talking on the phone, as he puts on a serious face, but nods in affirmation.

Sasuke: I see, don't worry dobe, I understand that was the agreement, well congratulate the mini-dobe anyway, we'll talk later.

Sakura: What's up honey?

Sasuke: Sa- Sa- Sakura, me asustaste.

Sakura: Hehehehehehe, well what did Naruto tell you.

Sasuke: Well, he told me that the marriage is canceled since Boruto has a girlfriend.

Sakura: Mnnn, I see, I hope Sarada takes it in the best way.

Sasuke: What do you mean Sakura?

Sakura: It's just my stuff, don't worry Sasuke-kun.

Sarada: WHATEEEEEEEEEE?, HOW DOESN'T HE WANT TO MARRY ME? AND DOES HE HAVE A GIRLFRIEND? WHO IS THE FUCKING BITCH THAT WANTS TO TAKE MY BORUTO FROM ME? / I mention this with great anger, since a few minutes ago she had heard about this news from her parents From her /

After this event, Sarada began to watch Boruto more, so that she knows who was the one who wanted to take his thing away from her, but when she found out who her girlfriend was, she had only one idea in her head, and that was to kill that bitch. cradle robbers who wanted to steal what was his, so he put together a plan

#Time-skip#

Sarada: Hello Mirai-san, how have you been. She / she said it with a tender smile /

Mirai: Hello Sarada-chan, well, everything has gone well for me and how has it gone for you.

Sarada: Well, everything is fine, you know Mirai-san, I would like you to help me a little in my training, it could be now please. / I mention this one with puppy dog eyes /

Mirai: haaaaa, of course Sarada-chan, let's thicken.

Sarada: Thank you Mirai-san.

#Time-skip#

Mirai: Fiu, this training was very good ha, I think you can be at Boruto-kun's level / I mention with a blush, but then he realized what he said, so he corrected himself / I mean Boruto.

Sarada: Thank you Mirai-san for the training / bowing a little /, have / give him a bottle of water /, so that Mirai-san regains his strength.

Mirai: Thanks Sarada-chan, you're always so kind / she started drinking the water / ugh, thanks Sarada-chan, ugh what's wrong, I feel dizzy, Sarada-chan help me / I mention this one since she started to feel the effects of the drug that the water had, but then she got scared with the words that Sarada said before she loses consciousness / .

Sarada: Rest you stupid bitch / she said with a cold voice /

#Time-skip#

Sarada: Well now I just need to bring my Boruto-Kun here and everything will go as planned / she said while sending a message to Boruto through Mirai's cell phone /

Sarada: fufufufufufu, it seems that this is coming, it's going perfectly.

Boruto: Hello Mirai, why did you meet me love?, love are you here / receives a blow to the neck and this leaves him knocked out. /

Sarada: Excuse me sweetie, but this will be for your own good and your true happiness / she said with a tender smile /

#Time-skip#

Boruto: Mnnnnn. What happened?, haaaaa, my head hurts.

Sarada: It's good that you awaken love.

Boruto: Sarada, what's wrong with you, why do you call me love, what am I doing here? And where is Mirai? *slap*

Sarada: Shut up Boruto, don't mention that bitch, she tried to pervert you, to take away your innocence, but I'm the only one who can do it, because you belong to me.

Boruto: You're crazy, let go of me / try to let go using chakra / what have you done to me, why can't I use my chakra?

Sarada: Don't worry love, I just put cellos on you so you can't use them and so you can be with me.

Boruto: I will never be with you crazy.

Sarada: ho I see, jijijijijijijiji, it seems I have to educate you, bring her / she ordered a shadow clone /.

Boruto: Mirai, what have you done to him / start struggling / Mirai, talk to me.

Sarada: Don't worry love, she's still alive, you should thank me, now you have to listen to me or else / she approaches Mirai and puts a Kunai on her neck / I kill her, hehehehehehehehe.

Boruto: -.

Sarada: You've made the best decision of your life hehehe, now it's time to enjoy our honeymoon in advance.

Sarada begins to remove Boruto's clothes, and then she takes off her clothes and begins to kiss Boruto's entire body under the gaze of Mirai who was shedding tears when she saw how another woman does it with her man, after kissing Boruto's body. Boruto she stops at his member and starts licking it, apparently she liked the taste too much, Boruto when he received the pleasure he couldn't take it anymore and after about 30 minutes he came in Sarada's mouth, after that she started to make him a Russian while sucking the tip of Boruto's member, who could no longer hold back the moans. After that she climbed on top of Boruto and penetrated herself, in doing so she felt pain, pleasure and happiness, after a few minutes she began to sit on Boruto while moaning because of how rich she felt, so Sarada raped Boruto for 10 hours straight,

Sarada: ~Mnnnnn~, you see love I told you that we would have fun and that you would like it, now I am sure that soon we will be parents hehehehehehehe.

Boruto: You can free Mirai-chan now, please. / he said it crestfallen /

Sarada: Sure love / she said while creating a shadow clone / but I'll free her from her suffering / she said for the shadow clone to cut Mirai's throat /

Boruto: Mi- Mi- LOOK!, DAMN YOU SARADA I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU / he said while crying desperately losing in front of his eyes the love of his life /

Sarada: Calm down love, you know that's what happened to him for messing with what belongs to me, you saw he had an end just like Sumire's.

Boruto: -YOU KILLED SUMIRE, YOU'RE A HORNY, YOU'RE DAMN CRAZY!

Sarada: Look at me love / I force Boruto's face in front of his / from now on you will love me forever jijijijijijiijji / he said it while activating his Mangekyō Sharingan /.

#Time-skip#

You can see two blonde-haired and a black-haired, these were Boruto and his children, a blonde named Kasumi and a black-haired named Saruto, apparently these were twins, they could be seen as a happy family, but this moment is interrupted by a woman dressed as a hokage with a hat bearing the kanji for Ninth, if she was Sarada

Sarada: Hello my loves, how was your day?

Kasumi: Very good mommy, daddy taught us how to throw kunai and some jutsus, right Saruto?

Saruto: Yes mommy / she said it very happily just like her sister /

Sarada: That's good my loves, but they already had dinner.

Kasumi y Saruto: Si mami.

Sarada: I'm sorry I couldn't have dinner with you, but your aunt Chouchou was eating all the time and she didn't help me much.

Kasumi and Saruto: Don't worry mommy.

Sarada: Thank you for being the best children, well now go to sleep.

Kasumi y Saruto: Si mami.

Boruto: Hello love / greet her with a kiss / do you want me to serve you dinner.

Sarada: Mnnnn, no love, today I want you to have dinner, I had a very stressful day at the office and I want my husband to relieve the tension I have hehehehehehehe.

Boruto: As you like love / I mention this with words that showed affection, but if his eyes escape small tears of sadness /.

"FIN"

Chapter 2: BORUTSUBA (Boruto x Tsubaki)

BORUTSUBA (Boruto x Tsubaki)

" Iron Country"

You can see a city surrounded by mountains with the presence of snow, it seemed to be highly developed technologically and to be the center of the whole world, this place occupied a large space in the hierarchy of power of the 5 elemental nations. We can see in a great temple in the center of the city, inside that temple there is a samurai, she had beautiful black hair that reached her waist, her height was average and she looked about 20 years old, in front of her there was an older-looking person, apparently they were both having a very important conversation due to the seriousness of their faces

Mifune: Daughter, as you know I'm getting a little old and I need someone to take my place and you are the perfect candidate / smiles nostalgic / I still remember when you were a girl, you always said that you would be the best in everything and that you would never give up, and look at you now, a whole heartthrob lady, or is it… do you like women? / laughs mockingly /

Tsubaki: / blushing like a tomato / What do you say father?! How do you know that I like women?! / I yell she is very angry and blushing with embarrassment / I like men and don't keep embarrassing me you stupid old man! / she said it with less annoyance than before /

Mifune: / a vein appears on his forehead / Be careful with your words girl, I'll be old but even so I'll leave your mom lame. / she said with remarkable pride /.

Tsubaki: …/ slowly draws his sword and gives a look that made his father tremble /.

Mifune: hahahahahahahaha, just kidding daughter, calm down / he said it very nervously / well now changing the subject / he gets serious / in the course of this day I will announce to all the ninja nations that you will be my successor and then in 7 days it will be the takeover / smiles / I'm sure you'll do very well.

# 1 day later #

" Uzumaki Residence"

Naruto: Hello family, I'm here / he said very animated /.

Himawari: Dad! It 's good that you came early / she says with a very happy smile and hugs her father From her /

Hinata: Hello Naruto-kun, did you have a good day? / she said with a very cute and tender smile /

Naruto: Yes Hinata-chan.

Boruto: Hi old man, how was work? / she said it with a slightly bored tone /

Naruto: Hello son, I've been doing very well and I have news to give you! / says this very animated /.

Hinata: Which one is Naruto-kun?

Naruto: You will see in 6 days the daughter of the leader of the country of Iron will take her position as absolute governor and as Hokage I have to be present, so why don't we take the opportunity to enjoy those days in that country, what do you say family? accept? / I ask with a very animated smile /.

Uzumaki Family: Yes! / answered everyone without exception with a smile /.

#Time-skip#

It had already been 6 days and there was only one left for Tsubaki to be appointed as the new leader of the country of Iron, on the other hand, the Uzumaki family took advantage of those days to tour the country, it could be said that the family was more united than never, now we can see a redhead of approximately 14 years old who was walking through the streets towards his hotel, he was carrying bags with Kaminari brand hamburgers

Boruto: *sigh* Without a doubt these are the best hamburgers in the whole world / he said as he took a bite of one of the many hamburgers that he carried in his bag / now all that remains is to go to the hotel and everything is perfect / he could not continue since it is interrupted by a woman /.

Woman x: Hello little one, are you lost? / she said while she looked at Boruto from head to toe /

Boruto: Eh *blinks* no, I was just going back to my house / he said this without further ado /.

Woman x: Oh, I see / observe that Boruto is carrying a bag of hamburgers / Hey, did you know that there is a very tasty hamburger restaurant near here, richer than those hamburgers you are carrying / she said with a strange smile, which went unnoticed by Boruto /.

Boruto: That's impossible, there is no better hamburger than Kaminari's / he said puffing out his chest /.

Woman x: If you want I can take you to that place and you will see for yourself. / she said with a perverted smile, while she resisted the urge to jump on top of that blond boy and rape him without compassion, and then leave him lying around like an old toy /.

Boruto: Then let's go I want to check if what you say is true. / he said while he followed the woman who had gone down a narrow and dark street /.

They kept walking for a while, Boruto had a bad feeling every time, so he carefully took out a kunai, in case things got complicated, but then he sees that the woman stops and looks at him in a very strange way

Woman x: I'm sorry boy, but since I saw you arrive in this country and see how innocent you were, I couldn't help but think of unholy things Boruto-kun / said with a smile / you are so cute, so cute, so…. violable / she said with heart-shaped eyes / So first I'll take away your innocence and use you as my personal toy for a few months, until I get tired of you / she mentioned as she slowly approached Boruto and he turned on guard / When I'm tired of you I'm going to sell you to those brothels, where I'm sure they'll give me a lot for you, so with that money I'm going to go / she's beheaded before she finishes the sentence /

?: Shut up you fucking scum, are you alright little one? / asks a female figure, but because of the darkness her face could not be seen / .

Boruto: Th- Thank you for helping me, although I already had the situation under control / he said pouting /.

?: ¨It's very cute¨ /he said mentally and putting on a silly smile/.

Boruto: And may I know my heroine's name? / he asked with a smile /

?: ¨ Shit Tsubaki, control yourself¨/ she said mentally / My- My name is Tsubaki / she said with a blush / and yours?

Boruto: / smiles / I'm Boruto, thank you very much Tsubaki-sama for saving me / he said bowing /

Tsubaki: ¨ Tsubaki-sama ¨ / said mentally, and then imagined Boruto tied to a bed while moaning his name, then he imagined Boruto licking his feet and many other things that made the samurai blush furiously / Un- un pla -cer Boruto-kun / realizes that it's already too late for Boruto to be on the street so he decides to accompany him to where he was staying / mnnn Boruto accompany you to the place where you are staying?

Boruto: Thanks Tsubaki-sama, I hope I'm not a bother.

Tsubaki: Not at all. / starts walking / So where is the hotel? / asks looking at Brutus /

Boruto: It's 6 blocks from here / he replied following Tsubaki's action /.

Both continued walking and along the way they both told each other things about their lives, they were like similar people, anecdotes and family members were told, when they did that both were surprised since they did not believe that they would meet so soon, but the situation it became strange for Boruto when Tsubaki got too close to him and took him by the hand, Tsubaki didn't know why he did it, but in his mind it was all a plot, in his mind there were thousands of images of Boruto and her doing unholy things , things in which Tsubaki was always the dominant and Boruto obeyed her in everything and that excited her greatly, so much so that she was already starting to get wet, but luckily they had already reached Boruto's destination

Boruto: Thank you very much for joining me. / bows / and I hope that tomorrow will be a very good day for you Tsubaki-sama, I know you will be a great leader and help the country of iron progress further / she said with a smile /.

Tsubaki: / nods energetically / Of course I'll be the best leader, but stop calling me Tsubaki-sama and call me instead / smirks / ~Tsubaki-chan~.

Boruto: / blushes furiously / of course Tsubaki-chan, bye! / he said quickly since he was very embarrassed and went into the hotel /.

Tsubaki: Hehehehehehe, how cute is Mi Boru-chan / he said this in a perverse way / I'd better go *sigh* Tomorrow is going to be a very heavy day / I mention this one and then leave /

# Ceremony day#

It was an incredible morning, the sun, the atmosphere and the temperature were just right, it was the perfect day, in the center of the city you can see many people and there were more that were gathering to witness such an act, inside the central temple, rather in Tsubaki's room she was very nervous and happy at the same time, she had had some, not a problem sleeping and that was that a certain blue-eyed blond with two marks on each cheek had been constantly walking around in her head, that He had left her with many questions such as, why did he always think of him? Would Boruto attend his ceremony? Would Boruto see her pretty at the ceremony? What if he didn't arrive? es and many other questions were the ones that did not let her calm down,

Mifune: Thank you all for attending this celebration, thank you kages for accepting my invitations / bows to everyone /. Today will be a day that will be remembered in the following times that I am sure will be very prosperous for the country of Iron, today my daughter will take the position as ruler of the country of Iron and protector of the peace of the ninja nations, with you my daughter Tsubaki .

Citizens of the country of Iron and kagues: / applaud and stand up from their seats to receive the new leader /.

Tsubaki: ¨Where is he, where the hell did you get into, if you're not here I swear you're going to receive the worst punishment you can imagine Kyahahahahahahahahahahaha wait I feel his chakra, he's here, yessssssssssss you would come my little blonde¨ / she said mentally, she he had felt his chakra because yesterday when he grabbed Boruto's hand he put a seal that acted as a tracker although he still wondered why he did it / Thank you very much country of Iron, I promise that I will take care of protecting you and all nations ninja / looks at Boruto and he smiles at her, an act that she returned / I will protect peace, so that there is no more suffering in the world /she said with a smile and was applauded by everyone, although the person who paid the most attention to her was her Boruto, she liked her reactions a lot /.

A few hours had passed after her speech and she is being praised by the other people, some lustful looks towards her, but nothing but a death look from her and her father, besides the guards; not solve the situation, besides, she had important things to do, such as finding out where her damn blonde had gone, she asked the hokage, but he told her that he was meeting a young woman from the country of Iron who had invited him to meet the place, young equal to a woman that word resonated more and more in Tsubaki's head, he was worried about the safety of his blonde, he knew that he could take care of himself, but come on, Boruto was very innocent regarding the issue of women, every once he was getting more desperate,

Tsubaki: "Well, I got rid of that disgusting bitch, now all that remains is to be with my Boru-chan" / he mentioned mentally with a blush as he approached the table where Boruto and his family were /

Boruto: Hello Tsubaki-chan / He said it with a blush /

Naruto: what? / mentioned this after spitting out his drink /

Hinata: What did he say? / she mentions surprised /

Himawari: What will you see?! / he said out loud /

Naruto, Hinata, Boruto and Tsubaki: ...../ look at Himawari with a face of surprise, embarrassment and a face of death on the part of their mother /.

Hinata: Daughter you, your father and I will have a very serious conversation / he said with a serious voice and with his byakugan activated /

Himawari: Y- Y- YES / he said with a lot of fear /.

Tsubaki: Hehehehe, hello Boruto-kun / says with a smile and a blush while Boruto's parents look at her in surprise / hey, I wanted to know if who- who – do you want to dance with me? / I ask with a small stutter /.

Naruto, Hinata and Himawari: …..

Boruto: Sure, but I don't know much about dancing so you'll have to teach me / he said with a nervous smile /

Tsubaki: Don't worry I'll teach you / he said with a smile and a little blush /

Tsubaki grabbed Boruto's hand and pulled him to the center of the dance floor before the surprised look of Boruto's parents and the other people who were there, They both began to dance to the music, smooth, accelerated movements, they were the center of everyone's attention, even father and mother Tsubaki. But for both of them they didn't care and they just kept dancing, there were many looks they gave to the couple, on the side of the women who looked furiously and jealously at Tsubaki for dancing with a very cute and tender blond prince and for the men's side, because it was worth it to them. When the music ended Tsubaki and Boruto continued having fun, at the end of the party they said goodbye and promised to be in communication very often

#Time-skip#

A year had passed and Boruto and Tsubaki were still talking to each other, but they were sometimes so much so that their friendship became cold and they no longer spoke to each other, this happened because Tsubaki had a lot of work, besides preventing a war was nothing easy but she was achieving it, but that did not mean that she would neglect her blonde, that was not going to happen, that is why she ordered her most faithful shinobi to watch her Boruto all the time and keep her informed, on the other hand Boruto had started a love relationship with Sarada, that relationship grew over the months and became a couple who were willing to get married. When they both turned 16, the wedding ceremony was held, they were both happy, but they did not know that something bad was going to happen, since Tsubaki had found out about the blonde's infatuation with Sarada and considered killing her, but then he realized that Sarada was the last Uchiha who possessed the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and Boruto was the possessor of the Jōgan, so he decided that the descendants of that marriage would be the best guardians of the ninja world, it was for a greater good and Tsubaki knew it, so I hope that the couple is soon to be parents and she would act. Soon that moment came, the new Uchiha-Uzumaki family was with one more member, so that was the moment to act it was for the greater good and Tsubaki knew it, so I hope the couple is soon to be parents and she would act. Soon that moment came, the new Uchiha-Uzumaki family was with one more member, so that was the moment to act it was for the greater good and Tsubaki knew it, so I hope the couple is soon to be parents and she would act. Soon that moment came, the new Uchiha-Uzumaki family was with one more member, so that was the moment to act

" Tsubaki's Mansion"

Tsubaki: I'm glad you came Boruto-kun / she said with an evil smile /

Boruto: Hello Tsubaki-san, sorry for not coming earlier, but I was busy with Saruto and Sarada. / he said with a smile /.

Tsubaki: mnnn, I see so that's your son's name, hehehehehehehe / smiles mischievously / well it doesn't matter, Boruto I order you to be my husband. / she said with a serious voice /

Boruto: Sorry Tsubaki, I think I heard / couldn't continue since he was interrupted by Tsubaki /

Tsubaki: You heard right Boruto-kun, of course you don't have the option to say no, it would be a bad thing if by accident your little son dies / he said this in the form of mockery and evil /

Boruto: Tsubaki-san wouldn't dare / he said with fear that Tsubaki's political and military power would harm his family /.

Tsubaki: If I dare, you should be grateful to me, I have let you marry Sarada's bitch / she said annoyed /, I have let you start a family with her and I don't think you are willing to lose her for just a simple no, I know that you are intelligent Boruto-kun, what is more I am so good that if you accept you will not have to separate from Sarada or your family, I will be like your lover, of course you will always belong to Me and tell me what is your answer? / I ask with a smile /.

Boruto: Just don't hurt anyone in my family / I mention resigned and sad /

Tsubaki: That was a good decision and don't worry about your family, I'll be the godmother for your children / she mentions with a smile /, now let's have our honeymoon / she said pervertedly while undressing /

Tsubaki and Boruto started having sex, Tsubaki was very happy that now he has his Rubio, even though he was married, but that didn't matter to him, rather it made him exciting, with the passing of the days Tsubaki got closer to Sarada , and both formed a bond of best friends, on the other hand she was Saruto's godmother and gave him many gifts, time passed and another member of Boruto's family named Akiko joined her, she was the woman's version of her father On the other hand, Tsubaki and Boruto's meetings did not stop and there were times when they did it at Boruto's house without Sarada noticing.

" Tsubaki's Office"

Tsubaki: ~mnnn~ ~Keep it up~ ~haaaaaaaa~

Sarada: Hello Tsubaki-chan / enter the door and see Tsubaki all disheveled and with her clothes a little messy / hehehehehe, what happened to you friend? *sigh* I understand a lot of paperwork / smiles /

Tsubaki: ~mnnn~ s- Yes, it's the pa- pape- paperwork ~mnnn~ / smiles nervously /

Sarada: I understand, by the way, you know where Boruto-kun is, he is supposed to have arrived from a mission about 3 hours ago.

Tsubaki: ~mnnn~ No- I don't know ~mnnn~ who- maybe ~mnnn~ I know that- I stayed ~mnnn~ slept- slept- slept ~mnnn~ hehehehehe / bites his lip to hold back a moan /

Sarada: That fool / smiles lovingly /, surely he took too long to sleep, well it doesn't matter, I hope you visit us soon, Saruto and Akiko will be very happy, you're his favorite aunt, hahahahaha.

Tsubaki: Don't worry ~mnnn~ I'll be there ~mnnn~

Sarada: Then I'll prepare the best dinner, bye friend, enjoy your work / she said as she left the office /.

Tsubaki: ~mnnn~ Take care! ~mnnn~ / he mentions it forcefully since he had an orgasm / ugh, wow Boruto-kun, you're getting better and better / he mentions this one while looking under his desk since Boruto was giving him an oral / you know maybe I regret doing this / she said as she stood up and undressed and then undressed Boruto and sat him on his chair and then aligned Boruto's member with her vagina and sat down / ~mnnn~ but this is so delicious ~mnnn~ that I can't stop ~mnnn~ / she said while slouching and moaning / ~mnnn~ and I think ~mnnn~ I already want a son ~mnnn~ ~ haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.com .

Boruto; ~grr~ Then get ready love, because I won't let you walk / she said as she charged at a Tsubaki, who was with her tongue out and no thoughts in her head Of her /.

They both continued their act, until 12 o'clock at night where they went to Sarada's house, when Sarada arrived she was worried about Tsubaki's limp, but she told her that she had fallen from the stairs, so Sarada let him pass, when they were inside the house they were received by the children, after eating they all went to sleep, each one in his room and Tsubaki in the guest room, but what they did not know was that Tsubaki had put a sleeping pill in Sarada's food and the children at the time of helping to serve dinner, so everyone except Boruto and Tsubaki were asleep

" Boruto and Sarada's Room"

Tsubaki: Hello love / enter the room / it's time to continue what we couldn't finish in the office / she said as she entered wearing lingerie and walked provocatively /.

Boruto: Yes love / he starts kissing Tsubaki, he lays her down on the bed and they start doing it again next to Sarada / "I'm sorry Sarada, sorry" / he said mentally as he continued making love to Tsubaki, who didn't stop moaning your name /.

" END"

#boruto fanfiction

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naruhinaluvrx · 4 years

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Gotta love a toddler's misunderstanding of words,huh Sasuke?

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pinkrelish · 2 years

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48 for jonin obito with female reader?

➝ jonin!obito x reader

48. — lucky

Coming home with a package of expensive oranges in his hand, fresh flowers tucked under his arm, putting the key in the lock and turning open his door to the dark entryway; so much of it felt normal. Sometimes you’d be asleep when Obito returned from a mission. Sometimes you were awake and waiting for him with the first aid kit in hand after spotting him on the street parting ways with Kakashi. Waving to Naruto from the bedroom window and making it down the stairs in time to unzip your husband’s jonin vest and inspect the cut on his hand, all the while chiding him for his boyish grin.

Now, Obito kept his vest on as he made his way to the living room. Past the TV he never used. Past the coffee table with your stack of beloved, yet unread books. He glanced at the collection of dust on the curtains and reminded himself he should stay home for more than a day or two and actually clean. He wouldn’t, but he felt the accomplishment clench his stomach. Progress, his friends told him, this was progress. Acknowledging the neglect was progress.

He stopped pacing the room, stopped stalling, and knelt at a short table in the corner. Placing the oranges on a shallow dish, he opened the doors to the oak cabinet sitting atop a stack of drawers and managed a faint, bereaved sigh.

Lighting a candle, he devoted his safe journey to those watching over him. Using the flame, he lit a stick of incense, bowed his head, and spoke into his chest.

“I’m so lucky.”

Like a painful routine, he opened his eyes and snatched the picture frame placed front and center; panicked, as if it were in the midst of falling. Drops of water splashed onto the glass, flowing over your smile. A year ago, he would’ve wiped them away, afraid they would ruin the photo. Now, he hugged the frame to his throat. Tighter. Harder. Cutting the tension keeping his breath from him. Running his fingers over the sharp corners. It hurt. The metal digging into his skin hurt. The memories. The smells. Your missing touch on his skin after a long day.

It hurt. It all hurt.

He was rocking now. An act of self-soothing.

Progress, they told him, when he grit his teeth against admitting he wished it were him.

“I’m so lucky to have had you,” he sobbed in a broken whisper, “but it should’ve been me.”

➝ send me a prompt and i'll write a drabble!

#obito x reader

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captnjacksparrow · 2 years

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In modern aus people always portray the characters as white and American :/. In this one story i read they have white naruto and say sasuke looks "vaguely asian". Why use the word vaguely even. Sometimes the rest of the characters are white and sasuke's the only one who is Japanese. I would prefer modern aus based in Japan because their names aren't American at all. I always wonder why specifically America too. How would you deal with ethnicity if you wrote a modern story?

I wrote a post about 'Why I am not interested in FanFic' and hasn't posted yet... Because this 'Ethnicity' thing was also one of the reason but I was so conflicted about whether to include it.

Thanks to this Ask, I am not the only one.

[[Disclaimer: This post is not about bashing the Fic writers from the West. This is more about me, as a Reader, feeling extremely Disconnected because of the way Naruto and Sasuke were being characterized without having a single cultural reference to where they are from. The Author himself has said, “This is a Japanese Manga written for Japanese Readers...” Also, the manga was drenched with so many of their cultural references. And when I don’t find any of them in the Fics... that’s where it gets total awkward.]]

The thing is.. Male Friendships in Asian media always. like always have a nuance. Most of the times, the Characters involved don’t even talk about themselves ALL THE TIMES. They mostly talk about something else (like their life problems) and argue about that at a good length... Or even when they talk about themselves for the major part, there is always some conversational playfulness/sentimentality involved in it... (not always in a sexual way though). Chapter 698 says Hi.

However, when you take a Western Gay movie, for ex... Broke back Mountain... Whenever they get together for every 3 or 4 years... They talk about their wives and mostly about themselves, they fight and then they go intimate... Even in some Lesbian movies, this is the same case... The amount of dialogue between 2 characters is veryyyyyy less... This is the same pattern I see in SNS fics as well... Like, they behave like American Characters....

That’s my whole problem.

Where is the Real conversation, Damn it????

Let me just shamelessly pull out a scene from another Asian novel and show how conversation can be done between 2 characters... I changed the Original character names with Naruto and Sasuke...

Imagine, Naruto and Sasuke were in a mission... They went to have a drink... But Sasuke is a bad drinker.. He can’t even consume more than 1 glass. But Naruto is a good one... And hence he wants to pull some pranks with Sasuke during this drunken conversation... [[Mind you... They are not in relationship, yet... And Sasuke was crazy drunk so he won’t speak much]]

And, Sasuke was so honest after he was drunk. His actions and comments were also… bolder! Since this was a rare occasion to see such an honest, open Sasuke, it would've been impossible for Naruto to treat him with respect and not play any tricks.

Naruto used his sleeves to wipe off the drops of water on Sasuke’s jaw and put his arms around him, "Sasuke. Now, are you going to do whatever I tell you to do?"

Sasuke, "Mnn." Naruto, "You'll answer whatever I ask you?" Naruto put one knee on the bed and smirked, "Okay. Let me ask you. Have you… secretly tasted the Wine that you hid in your room?" Sasuke, "No." Naruto, "Do you like Cats?" Sasuke, "Yes." Naruto, "Have you ever lied before?" Sasuke, "Yes." Naruto, "Have you ever liked anyone?" Sasuke, "Yes." All of Naruto’s questions were just for the sake of them, not that he really wanted to find out about Sasuke’s private matters. He simply wanted to know whether or not Sasuke would really answer whatever he asked.

Naruto continued, "How about Sakura-chan?" A frown, "Hmph." Naruto, "How about Karin?" Indifference, "Huh." Naruto grinned and pointed at himself, "How about this one?" Sasuke, "Mine." "…" Sasuke stared at him, slowly and articulately stating, "Mine." Naruto suddenly understood. He took Kusanagi sword off his back, thinking to himself, When I pointed at myself, Sasuke probably thought that "this one" meant Kusanagi.

I adore this scene, tbh. [[Don’t tell me that you didn’t smile after reading this scene]]

Look how big the conversation goes and how Naruto was just being playful and wants to troll Sasuke.

Even in Boruto movie, When Sasuke went to meet Naruto in the Hokage office, they were conversing about Boruto and having a decent Conversation.

Or take that scene, where Naruto confessed under the Bridge... He was talking a lot... Before that we’ve never seen him talk much to Sasuke like that.

Or take that scene where Shikamaru went to Naruto’s house to knock some sense in him after Jiraiya’s death.

This is what I call it as conversational nuance which I find consistently in most of the Asian media. I don’t see these types of conversation in fanfics at all. And even if they talk, they talk nothing other than how to Kiss, Hug and Segs. SMH.

I would prefer modern aus based in Japan because their names aren't American at all. I always wonder why specifically America too.

Well, Most of the Authors are from America... And that’s why I guess (???). My problem is not their ethnicity... It’s just that I can’t see Ennis or Jack conversing like how Naruto or Sasuke were conversing in the Above drunken scene. And somehow fic writers are not getting this nuance. That’s why Doujinshis have their characterization better. Because they are from Japan, China or Taiwan.

How would you deal with ethnicity if you wrote a modern story?

Simple. I would

Watch Movies or TV series or Read other Mangas of the same Genre related to the Country where it was created or

Read the Author’s notes that was written in the Back page of his manga or

Read their Fanfics/Doujinshis and see how they portray N and S in modern AU. Because they know better as to how to portray those characters with their own cultural reference.

By doing one/all of the above, You are Guaranteed to find some relation with the Original Material.

For Example,

This is Kishimoto’s notes from Naruto Manga. Chapter 67.

He was talking about his very strict dad. LOL. And his generosity of his Friends.

Didn’t I say the same thing that Asian Kids prefer being around their Friends and Siblings more than their Parents???? Here, Kishi was also doing the same. Knowing that his parents wont buy the stuff he wanted, his immediate resort is his Brother... And then his Friends.

What’s interesting to me is, Kishi is mentioning that the word “Game” should not be breathed in his House... Otherwise his father would start to lecture him to go study... Why am I not surprised???... LMAO... And I was like, “No way Kishi, my dude!!!”.

Because he literally emulated that attribute of his Dad and gave it to Mikoto and Fugaku. LOL...

“Home Work!”

Just like Kishi... Sasuke also wants to play... And Just like Kishi’s Dad, Mikoto is lecturing about Home Work...

This Importance to Education is what I’ve been saying all along in the Fugaku Character analysis I’ve wrote sometime ago.

And if you read their Doujinshis, you could find a lot of cultural references. There is this Doujin named, “Yotsudake” written in modern day. I swear, that’s one of the best fluff Modern AU doujin I’ve came across with tons of Cultural Reference. Yotsudake means A Classical dance from Okinawa (Japanese prefecture).

Read the Doujin here and you’ll see what I mean and how this above picture relates to the Story. [[Arrrgh... Sasuke smiles a lot in this Doujin...]]

So, If I ever write a story by keeping the ethnicity factor in my mind... I would definitely do all of these I mentioned above like watching movies, Author notes, Read articles and make it faithful to the adaptation rather than whitewashing with my own cultural flavour with it.

The Author literally said that, the Manga was bathed with Japanese Cultural references... Is it wrong of me to expect the same in Fics as well???

I am not accusing the other country fic writers in any way. It’s just that, if they can expend their energy into writing 50 chapter long fic about Naruto/Sasuke.. It would be nice if they could make it even better by introducing these cultural nuances. I mean nobody is asking them to Go to Japan and understand these things... It’s just that they need to put some extra effort to research within the available resources they have, is more than enough. Like for a start, How about making the Characters to talk more about anything other that segggssss... Is it so hard???

#narusasu #sasunaru #sns #nsn #fandom critical

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SasuSaku Month ‘22 Day 1

|Day 2|

Day 1 Prompt: Cut

Genin Era (Canon)

"Ow!"

Sakura's sudden exclamation made the two boys pause in their work, turning to see her holding her hand with a grimace of pain.

"What's wrong, Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked, dropping another slice of lemon into the glass drink dispenser.

"I cut myself," she hissed, cupping her hand to her chest. She looked up with a trembling smile, tears starting to rise in her eyes. "I'll be fine, we need to hurry before we have to leave for the picnic."

Sasuke studied her for a moment before going back to cutting up fruit for the punch. When he heard her whimper, he looked up again -- and dropped the knife onto the paper towels when he realized that the entirety of her palm was red as her dress.

"Dammit, Sakura," he sighed to himself, opening his pouch to find a roll of bandages. Luckily she'd given it to him for his birthday this year, and he hadn't used it all up yet; it was better than using a flimsy tissue or staining a towel.

He walked over to her and knelt beside her, making her look up in surprise. "S- Sas--"

"Let me see," he demanded, holding out his hand.

Sakura's face lit up in a pretty pink blush and she swallowed before shyly presenting her bleeding hand.

He took her wrist in one hand and inspected her palm. Luckily the knife hadn't gone in too far, but the amount of blood seeping out of the cut was worrying. He kissed his teeth in frustration; Kakashi had gone out a while ago to get more supplies, and who knows where he was slacking off at now.

Sakura's quiet noise of pain made him snap out of his thoughts, and he realized he was gripping her wrist a touch too tight for comfort. He relaxed his hold and got to work, first bringing her over to the sink. He held her hand under the lukewarm running water for a few moments until all of the blood was washed away, and then he carefully and meticulously began wrapping the wound. His eyes stared determinedly at her small, dainty hand until the wound was completely covered.

Tucking the last piece into place, he inspected his work, turning her hand over to see the way it fit over the back before turning it back over again.

"T- thanks, Sasuke-kun," she murmured, and when he looked up at her she was staring at him with an adoring gaze, her cheeks still dusted with red.

He'd be a dirty liar if he said he didn't enjoy her attention like this. How annoying.

He turned away so that his face was hidden into the collar of his shirt, hiding his own blushing cheeks. "Tch. Be more careful with the knife last time."

He could feel her smile on his back as he went back to the table, and when he glanced up and saw her working again, her hand bandaged, if he let his pride show on his face it was nobody's business but his.

#sasusaku month 2022 #sasusaku #genin days #genin team 7

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drag me into place / and lock the fire escapes (i'll break your pretty face

summary: wherein Sasuke wants them to love him, even though everyone gets hurt

tags: hurt/comfort, through the ages, aromantic Sasuke, Sakura and Naruto r both alloromantic, suggestive themes, complicated relationships

authors note: it took me a week to write this lmao, worth it tho

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54574129

It hurts every single time they say it.

And in spite of how much it makes him hurt when he hears words he knows he can never say back the same way, he wants them to say it. To confirm he's still worthwhile, that someone out there could want him even though he can't want back in the same way. He wants them to say those three magic words and know that they mean it and feel the burn of disgust course through him even though he needs them.

He bites his tongue when they say it, to refrain from saying 'I don't' when in fact he does in ways he doesn't quite understand himself. He understands that Sakura needs to go be with girls sometimes and that Naruto is content where he is now. He understands that he revels in the way his thigh fits between Sakura's and the way Naruto's fangs sink into his skin.

But he does not understand how he yearns aside from the fact it's different and detached in a way that makes him feel like a predator. Like a monster. Like he's broken. Like he needs to be put aside so he won't hurt anyone this way ever again. They let him hurt them. They know he can't ever be with them the way that they're with each other, and they know they're pouring all of their love into a black hole- but they do it anyways.

Sakura says 'I love you' and it makes his skin crawl as he nods in response because he can't say it back. He squeezes her hand a little bit tighter as if to say 'I'm sorry' without verbalizing it. She just smiles in response to that as he lets the discomfort simmer down into a veritable pleasure at the thought of being wanted.

Naruto says 'I love you' and it nearly makes him gag as he tries to choke out a weak 'okay' when nothing else will suffice. He let's his lover kiss him once on the cheek after that and he hums softly and whispers 'sorry' under his breath. Naruto grins, a softer one than normal, but he lets Sasuke process those three words as long as he needs.

"This isn't working," Sasuke would say in the mornings when they ate breakfast and sipped on glasses of water and tea. He's stopped saying it so frequently, but he still wakes up and feels utterly monstrous as he cannot return the feeling somedays.

"What do ya mean, Sasuke?" Naruto would ask in response as he glanced up from his plate of food. He never understood it when Sasuke said that, he still doesn't because this situation he has is everything he's ever wanted.

"I'm not." Then he'd pause with a stiff exhale, "I don't love you guys the way you love me."

"And?" Sakura asked back sharply. Almost aggressively. They knew their situation, they knew the ins and outs of Sasuke Uchiha better than anyone else. And much to his chagrin, they both wanted him to stay and do so much more than stay.

Sasuke always went silent when Sakura said that one word. It was a challenge. 'Prove to us why we shouldn't love you, Sasuke' is what she was really saying. And Sasuke could never come up with a better reason than 'because I can't' and that was never enough to turn them away from him. He hurts them when he doesn't say it back, and they hurt him when they say it to his face; it's a mutual thing that he isn't ready to give up even if he tries to shrug it off.

It hurts the most when they say it in bed. When they're fucking him, letting him be wanted in the only way he knows how and then they drop those three words and he hisses in pain. He's a masochist but he can't take anything in the realm of emotion. They say it between kisses and tight grasps and he knows they say it out of habit but it still hurts and cuts into him because he can't say it back.

Well, he can say it back, but they'd know that something was wrong. He can say he loves them even when the words taste like acid on his tongue and feel so wrong. He can say that he needs them and they nod along and maybe it makes them feel uncomfortable and that strikes fear deep into Sasuke. Etches terror into his flesh because it's the closest he'll get to loving them and they don't feel it back.

They need each other and he third wheels along. He lives in their house, eats their food, sleeps in their bed, wears their clothing, and propels them both further forward into strength and excellence. He needs them but he doesn't love them. And they love him but they don't need him. He tells himself that at the least. They never say they need him because they're sure they make it clear enough without saying it.

Sasuke leaves when they say it in bed after it happens one time too many. He pushes away Sakura and leaves Naruto and runs a shower as they wait patiently to find out what went wrong. Where they misstepped. How they can make it better. How to make sure that Sasuke won't leave them because he's the third piece of the puzzle and everything feels wrong without him even if he doesn't realize it. They bicker and try to pinpoint how they messed up as the water runs, any semblance of arousal dying in an instant the second Sasuke leaves.

He's the spark. They're the kindling. He's the fire. And they revel in the way he burns through them without so much as a second thought. He's the ashes that smolder and die down without full attention and they stoke the flames and keep him properly maintained because he'd fall apart without them. And even though he can't give what he takes, they'd fall apart without him.

Flowers and chocolates lay on his desk on valentines day and he chokes down bile as they smile. They want him. They still want him no matter how hard he tries to explain to them that he doesn't fit, they still want him. He reads the card as he eats the cherry flavored chocolates and they used words he uses. They wrote in a way that he could understand, that he could get, in a way that doesn't make him feel terrible. Sure, it's stilted and rushed and imperfect, but it's done in a way that makes Sasuke feel… human.

He knows he doesn't fit in with them, but he also can't help the slight ache in his bones at the fact that they love him so much they wrote an entire card without any of the phrases that make him feel ill. He'd frame it if he didn't have to save face, instead he heads out to the shops and marches through streets lined with red hearts and all sorts of flowery stuff that he hates. But he persists because he's doing it for them and everything that they've done to make sure he felt needed despite feeling broken.

'I'll meet you in the middle,' is what he's trying to say as he gives Sakura and Naruto their valentines gifts, 'I don't feel right doing it, but I'll do it for you.' And he tries to say it because that's what they tried to say when they shoddily wrote that letter with the box of off-brand chocolates. The way their eyes light up with the faintest twinge of worry makes the disgust at his own actions worth it.

Naruto and Sakura say 'I love you' less and less as the months blur into a year and then another in their odd semblance of a relationship, one that doesn't always work and always seems to be improper; but none of them can drop it. They stopped using those words near entirely, only uttering them between each other when they thought Sasuke couldn't hear. It hurt him. They still didn't understand that he wanted this type of hurt, this delicious agony, the type of ache that only comes from being desired.

He lets the days turn to weeks, peppered with kisses and attention and some form of sweet words that he can tolerate. It's all too dull and numb now. Nothing quite hits him just right with how much they try to accommodate him, try to make him feel welcome even though they're far past the point of introductions. He holds onto them and doesn't say the three words he fears they want him to say, he just holds them close. 'Bite me, scratch me, hit me, hurt me.' He can never really vocalize it when he knows they'll misunderstand what he wants.

He watches as weeks turn to months and he feels wrong once again in their dynamics, he feels othered even though he hopes they still want him. They've stopped saying it entirely at this point, out of fear or regret due to past mistakes is something Sasuke can't tell. He just knows that something is deeply wrong and he is at fault over the injustice. He still holds them as they sleep, staring at the ceiling with Naruto on his chest and Sakura curled under an arm as he contemplates what went wrong.

"When did you stop wanting me?" Sasuke asked one morning, not too long before lunch so they'd be fully lucid. He swears his voice cracks, a deep-seated fear of something that he can't identify making his heart race and his palms clammy. He realizes at a later date it's rejection that he was fearing so instinctually.

Both of them are quick to be at his side, flooding him with a hundred questions and he ignores all of them. He just gathers a semblance of concepts as his eyes start to water. Hands are on him, his face, his arms, his neck, his shoulders, his own hands- it keeps him real.

"You stopped saying that you love me," he manages, barely stopping himself from breaking into tears.

"It hurts you," Sakura said quietly, caressing his cheek gently with her thumb.

Naruto nods in response, "We don't, we don't want to hurt you."

Sasuke knew that, but he didn't know why they thought he was too daft to realize it. He nudges aside Sakura's hand and holds one of each, trying to put it into words. It was too complex to get it all out in one go, so many layers of their lives linked together to create what they have now. But he tries, "I trust you enough to let you hurt me," and he can only hope that it suffices.

Sakura sighs, "I love you, Sasuke." And the words feel so right even as Sasuke visibly flinches at them due to lack of exposure in far too long. The words reduce down to something registered as 'want' after a brief moment of processing. "You're stubborn as a mule." It's an insult he takes as a compliment.

"Love you too, you idiot," Naruto tacks on even though he's the idiot. He let's Sasuke bite down whatever dumb retort is surfacing and let's him squeeze their hands a little tighter instead.

And Sasuke doesn't need to say it back. They know he wants them.

Sasuke holds their hands when they're in public, not everyday, but sometimes he does. He let's them have their ideals until they get home and they can joke over a bowl of ramen. They drag him along to every store they can because they're not that old yet and can still have some fun on a date. Another phrase Sasuke has learned he hates over the years of being with them.

It was once that they went on dates and he stayed at home, waiting for their return, or he would go pick them up when they were drunk. He'd help them home as they slur their words and stumble and say the phrases he hated the most till his knees went weak. But he went on and got them home and safe and they still said it as they settled into sleep, and only in those rare moments would he ever try to say it back.

But despite their impaired state, one of them would always reach out and shush him.

'It's fine,' Sakura would slur with a finger pressed to Sasuke's lips, her hands were colder than his.

'We know,' Naruto would slur with a hand somewhere on Sasuke, his fingers burned like fire on his skin.

And now when they go out they bring him even though he feels out of place. It makes them look like friends instead of something else far more complex than that, he still didn't know if it was the same strain of attraction. He'd grown into not caring about it either as they eat at high end restaurants, and go through shops, and watch the sunset. He had Sakura and Naruto, and they had him; it was far more perplexing than that, but he only needed to know that much to be satisfied.

He chokes sometimes, words fail to come to the front of his mind when they give him romance out of reflex. He goes stiff and uncomfortable and wants to leave and then he manages a simple 'no' and they all get a small laugh out of it. He's gotten better at not doing that in the same way they've gotten better and only waxing poetic to each other and not Sasuke. He hums along as he watches his partners be the perfect couple on date night, he eats silently as they pass their own kind of want back and forth. It's a comfortable practice that only makes him mildly uneasy after a decade has passed.

Even with Naruto being Hokage and Sakura being chief of the medical shinobi and Sasuke being part of the Akatsuki- they're still stuck to each other with duct tape and undying loyalty. It's become less of a formality, they all live their own lives, Naruto married Hinata, Sakura married Ino, and Sasuke got two pet cats. But their legal partners get it, they hear their spouses and have their own version of it with their old team and let Sakura and Naruto have Sasuke. On the side or front or centre nobody really can tell in their extended and overlapping relationships these days. It's all blended and clung onto each other like velcro, sometimes their spouses kiss and sometimes and they don't- Sakura and Naruto are already familiar with the complexities of relationships considering how long Sasuke's been a part of them.

Family dinners are big, nine people minimum attend and when parents ask they answer with simple words. 'Ino is my wife,' 'Me and Tamari have been a couple for years,' 'I'm Naruto's wife,' 'Gaara couldn't make it tonight,' and many other simpler terms would crop up while Sasuke was left in the dust to lean on Naruto. They both had no parents to ask those questions. So they'd sneak out back when no one was looking and sometimes they'd smoke and sometimes they wouldn't.

The buzz of conversation would sit behind them as they stood in a comfortable summer breeze, even when Sakura would come out to join them. It was a nice silence, one that none of them ever really got a chance to experience with their lives so busy. Three words would be murmured as a cooling breeze rolled with the clouds, usually followed by a kiss on the cheek or grasping for his hand. And Sasuke would hum in response and he would say 'I know' and return the gesture.

Even with Sakura towering over him in the dead of night, moonlight glinting across the room and lighting them up in a pale glow. Her hands resting at his waist and knees bracketing his thighs as he whimpers. She gave a demure smirk and spoke, "I love you," words carried on the near silence and light as a feather as they reached Sasuke.

Even with Naruto at his side as the clock strikes midnight, alight with the silver sheen of the moon skipping across bright blue eyes. His teeth grazing upon the nape of his neck and hands skimming across his abdomen. He grinned and spoke, "I love you," there's always the underlying snarl of the fox that makes Sasuke shudder.

It hurts every single time they say it.

But Sasuke still wants them to say to those three words until he feels terminally ill.

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Naruto Characters Comforting You

⋇✦ Pairing: Naruto Uzumaki x Reader; Kiba Inuzuka x reader; Kakashi Hatake x Reader; Neji Hyuga x Reader; Itachi Uchiha x Reader

⋇✦ Genre: angst; oneshots; drabble?

⋇✦ CW: death mentions

His knocks on your door had gone unanswered for too long. In reality, it was only a day, maybe two, since he’d last heard from you, but Naruto knew you too well. A day without hearing from you meant something was wrong. His stomach dropped as his knocking was followed by silence. Finally, there was no other option but to grab the spare key he knew you hid under the birdhouse hanging from your porch and let himself inside. “Hey, you here?” Naruto called softly as he opened the door. It was dark as night with the blinds closed, the only light coming from the front door that was now only cracked open. He honestly would have assumed you weren’t home and would have left if it weren’t for the sounds of your sniffling. Naruto called your name again, not bothering to flip the lights as he stumbled through the familiar layout of your home until he found your bed. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here.” It was instinctual for Naruto to swoop you up in his arms, hugging you close to him. He shushed you softly as he stroked your hair, rocking you just slightly. “He’s gone, Naruto…” you were finally able to sob out after a stretch of silence. “My little brother. H-he’s…” you couldn’t finish the sentence before sobs wracked your body again. Naruto’s heart dropped. Your little brother? But, he was so young. How… Naruto knew better than to ask questions right now, knew that there were no words to say. The grief after losing a loved one… it was unbearable. Nothing he could say would change that. So he said nothing, only hugged you tighter as tears sprung to his own eyes. You were sick with the agony, unable to even pull yourself out of bed in the weeks that followed. Naruto didn’t try to make you either. He could see the darkness that you were submerged in, and he wanted nothing more than to pull you out, but darkness was a tricky thing. Sometimes the darkness enveloped you like a warm blanket, cradling you softly, acting as the only barrier between you and the unbearable pain of reality. You would come out of it, but he couldn’t force you. So instead, he simply stayed by your side. He fed you when you insisted you couldn’t eat, brought you water and brushed your hair when your body was so heavy you couldn’t even lift your hand. Every day or so, he carried your heavy, almost lifeless body to the shower, bathing you clean and then forcing the brightness of the sun into your retinas. There were days when he wondered if he was even helping at all, but he kept on nonetheless. Slowly, he saw you beginning to thaw. Some days you could eat without complaint and drag yourself to the bathroom. You began to change your clothes and brush your own teeth. The smile even returned to your lips. Even for just a moment. Your loss was tragic, insufferable even, and even if Naruto couldn’t be the one to pull you from the darkness, he walked by your side until you were able to find the light yourself.

Kiba wasn’t good with emotions or feelings. Truthfully, he tried to steer as clear from it all as possible. You and Kiba were so close, more than the superficial way he was with most people. He never talked about his feelings, but you just seemed to understand. So he tried to be there for you when you needed it, he really did, but empathy and sympathy didn’t come easily to him; it was all so uncomfortable. When you showed up at his door, tears staining your cheek, he knew you were coming to tell him some problem you were having, but it only took a second to realize: this was different. “Come in,” he told you, ushering you past the doorway. You followed silently, allowing yourself to drop unceremoniously on his couch. He didn’t come right away; instead, he went to the kitchen, rummaging the freezer and cabinets. When he returned to you on the couch, it was with a bowl of ice cream and a glass of wine. Awkwardly, he placed them on the table in front of you as his arm went around your shoulders. He wasn’t good at these things, so he said nothing, deciding to wait until you were ready to talk. Despite yourself, you let out a sob wrecked laugh at Kiba’s feeble attempts at cheering you up. “Uh, is everything okay…?” Kiba finally asked you, even more confused by your incongruent affect as you continued this strange mix of a sob and a laugh. You could only shake your head as the sounds began to dwindle down. “No, Nothings okay… it’s probably never going to be okay again…” The words came out softly, almost inaudible so that Kiba had to lean closer to hear you. Again, Kiba didn’t push you to say more. He only pulled you closer to him as you placed your head on his shoulder. Laying his head on top of yours, the arm around you rubbed your shoulders soothingly. “I’m sorry…” he said quietly, though he wasn’t even sure what he was sorry for. In response, you wrapped your arms around him, crying softly into his shoulder. Kiba knew he didn’t have the right words, so instead of trying to fix it, he just let you cry, holding you throughout it all.

If anyone knows the pain of losing a loved one, its Kakashi. He’d lost so many people in such brutal, violent ways, he was sure that he had no more tears to cry nor a heart to grieve. He was always surprised, somehow, when he’d lose someone again and the pain would grip his body in such a tight vice that he was sure the pain would kill him too. So when he heard through the grapevine what had happened, he found his feet leading him to you without even realizing it. He wasn’t sure how or why, but somehow he knew where you’d be. It was the place he always ended up when the pain became too much and he needed some sort of respite. “In a morbid sort of way, the cemetery is the place I feel most comfortable.” Kakashi said as he appeared quietly behind you. You startled, head swinging around to see the copy cat ninja himself. “There is a weird aura around graveyards; it’s one of the only places that the past, present, and future can all exist simultaneously… the nostalgia of the past, the anguish of the present, and the uncertainty of what lays ahead. It’s both unsettling and calming all at once…” Without saying more, he lowered himself to the ground next to you, pulling up his knees and laying his arms loosely over them. Kakashi didn’t look at you, rather only sat by your side, staring at the gravestone in front of you in respectful silence. He didn’t say more because he’d said it all. In the most elegant sort of way, Kakashi had put your feelings into words, truly demonstrating that he got it. He really got it. Somehow, that was enough. You knew you weren’t alone. Kakashi would sit with you there all night if he had to. God knows how much of an impact it would have left on him if someone had stayed by his side in those days. It was only right that he stayed with you.

There wasn’t one thing you had in common with Neji Hyuga. Not until now. Lots of people in the village had lost a parent to some war or accident or illness, but it was a completely different situation than yours or Neji’s. Losing a parent in the name of the backwards politics of a clan bred more than just sorrow; it grew anger and resentment. Was the tradition of the old world more important than a life? You didn’t think so, and knew it wasn’t true. Your father shouldn’t have had to die for the sake of your clan. The village should have done something. Hell, your own family should have stopped it.. Neji didn’t know if it was sympathy or empathy or curiosity that caused him to find you when he’d heard through the grapevine that this first anniversary of your fathers death was an especially hard one for you. “Neji?” You greeted him in surprise when you opened your door. You hadn’t been expecting anyone today, but especially not him. Neji bowed his head in respect. “May I come in?” Confused, you stepped aside, allowing Neji inside your home for the first time. If the whole thing wasn’t so bizarre, you may have been annoyed. You didn’t want company right now, especially didn’t want the burden of being a host, but you were too polite to send him away. Instead, you went to the kitchen, pouring him some of the tea you had just made and bringing him a cup. You sat across from him at the table, bringing your own cup to your lips, grateful to have something in your hands to keep you from fidgeting. The two of you sat in silence for a short while, but surprisingly it wasn’t awkward. It was heavy, sure, and a little strange, but felt relatively normal all things considered. When Neji finally did speak, you startled just slightly. “The first year was the hardest for me, I think…” It only took you a moment to realize what he was talking about, and you softened. “It was this horrible realization. I thought that the world would have to stop turning, my life as I knew it would have to end. There was so much pain and sorrow, I couldn’t imagine how I could go on living… It was a gradual thing, how everything seemed to return to normal despite nothing being the same. Little by little, it stopped hurting as much, or maybe I became numb to it, and I continued to life my life. That first year anniversary after my father’s death… I’ve never felt more guilt.” Neji stared at the cup in his hands, turning it and watched as the dark liquid splashed against the sides. He’d never told anyone this before. “I know he would have wanted me to go on, but I felt like I had betrayed him, in some sense. Like I was a horrible son for somehow finding a way to be okay even when he was gone. I was so angry in the beginning, thinking it wasn’t fair that everyone else’s life was going on as if nothing had happened. So that one year mark when I realized that I had ended up doing the same…” he trailed off, shaking his head. Neji cried. He wasn’t even getting choked up now, but he didn’t want to say anything else. It was so painful that it silenced him. Wordlessly, you stood from your spot, going to sit next to him. With a shy unsureness, your hand took one of his, squeezing it lightly in yours. Finally, Neji’s brilliant lavender eyes met yours. “No one really was able to pull me out of that guilt at the time. No one seemed to understand besides me,” Neji finally continued as he held his gaze. “I apologize if I was being presumptuous, but I thought maybe, if you felt the same, you would like the company of someone who understood.” It was probably the most selfless act Neji had ever done. You pursed your lips, fighting back your own tears. You hadn’t realized just how badly you’d needed someone to understand. Instead of speaking, you just nodded, trying to swallow the lump in your throat. Neji just squeezed your hand, nodding in return.

It’s never an easy thing to lose someone, no matter who you are or what they were to you. Even if you were a rogue ninja, a traitor to your village and part of a criminal organization, it didn’t make you completely heartless, no matter how much you wished that were the case. You certainly put up a strong front. None of the other members of the Akatsuki would question just how stoic you were. Well, none of them but one. When Sasori died, it hit you hard. Way harder than you had expected. It wasn’t even necessarily that you were close with Sasori. He was a bit of a prick and got on your nerves and god who would have guessed you’d miss him fighting with Deidara… Still, you were young when you’d left your village and joined the ranks of the S-level criminals, and Sasori had been there when you did. You’d grown up with him in your life, chastising you and putting you down and taking out any opponent who got lucky enough to put a scratch on you. You could scream from the rooftops how much you hated him, but it was just like you assumed you would hate your older brother if you had one. When Deidara returned with the news, you had no particular reaction. No one did. And maybe, secretly, they were all just like you, hiding their feelings and doing their best to play off their sadness at the loss, but you somehow doubted it. And that killed you. Sasori had been with the Akatsuki as long as anyone… Didn’t he deserve to be mourned? Shouldn’t even someone like Sasori have a person to shed a tear for them now that he was gone? Of course, you would never say this, and never do it in front of anyone. You waited until well past midnight when all sound had long since died down before slipping out of your bed and heading out into the night. You walked for a long while, wanting to put as much distance between you and the base as possible. The further you got, the more your throat constricted and your eyes burned. You would never let anyone know, but your heart was too soft. That was part of the reason you were so mean and so hard--it was the only way to protect yourself, to keep others from seeing just how weak you really were. You finally couldn’t take it any longer. You leaned against a tree trunk, sliding down to the ground as you began to cry. You did your best to keep it quiet, not wanting to let the sobs take over your body, but you couldn’t help it. The wails ripped from your throat, wetting your cheeks and burning your eyes as you cried into your hands. “You should be more careful,” a voice spoke, startling you. You were on your feet in an instance, kunai held to a pale throat before you even realized it was Itachi. “I followed you this whole way and you had no idea. That’s not like you.” Itachi stared at you, expression blank as alway. Your face reddened as you took a step back, wiping at your face. “And you should mind your own business!” You snapped at him, turning your back. “Leave me alone!” You waited, listening and hoping to hear his footsteps receding, but there was nothing. “I mourn him as well.” Itachi said simply. That was all it took. You collapsed to the floor, shedding more tears than you thought possible. The Akatsuki were more than a group to you. They’d become your family, a place to belong. Sasori was part of that. Itachi said nothing more, only knelt to the ground beside you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into him as you wept against his chest. He stayed like that until you exhausted yourself, the sobs turning to soft cries and then nothing as you fell asleep. Gently, Itachi wiped the tears from your cheeks and swept you up in his arms. He carried you carefully back to the compound, tucking you into his own bed besides him. He knew you had night terrors, though you tried to keep it secret. So just in case, he would hold you through the night before sneaking you back into your own bed at sunup, leaving the others none the wiser.

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