#-･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟSo would you rather clench your fist and fight it out?-

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

Before they go their separate ways with him in the lab and Shisui heading to his own office to listen to his men about the updates and any changes in Madara's and any other mafia activities, Kabuto decides to stop him for a moment. "Just a moment Shisui." He says with a smile as he leans up as if to plant a kiss on their lips before halting while their lips are inches apart from each other intentionally to tease them. He makes a closed eyed playful smile and says, "Good luck with your day today, Shisui." ( Mafia AU)

For someone who was deprived of emotions, of this part of life that Kabuto offered him...sometimes Shisui didn't know how to behave. Because one thing is when someone wants your help or your money or just sex. This man wanted Shisui as the person he saw a person not just a wealthy weapon. Shisui however loved him the best way he knew, he returned the kiss as a smile bloomed on his face as well. Like a sun brightening and chasing black clouds leaving a beautiful clean sky.

"What was this about Kabuto? I am not going to war at least not yet, no need to give me a parting kiss" He had to tease it was his way to deal with things. Hewas living in hell, one angel decided to dip in hell with him. He will lose his wing it will get burned by uchiha fire. But better wing than life. In hell we end as we seek revenge, Shisui knows it yet he will never stop. Honor before life...

"I will come to pick you up tonight, you spend too much time in that lab" Shisu kissed his brow leaving the man he loves to deal with the hell they live in.....

(sorry for long wait but I think that a bit of my juice to write came back)

@thatsneakymedic

[rainychaoloveshack]

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you can’t control yourself, but shadow always tries to help. 

synopsis. brother!shadow & f!sister!reader, reader has pyro powers, angst, reader is very self-critical, mentions of blood and near-death

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“You need to be more careful.” Shadow mutters, wrapping bandages around the freshly made wounds set on your arm, skin set aflame already showing its damage with scarring, deep burns. Shadow winces as you flinch back, the pressure put on your arm almost too much to bear.

It’s always been a struggle to control what you have. When your emotions get all out of whack, that's when it hurts the most. It’s your biggest fear that one day you’ll hurt those closest to you, whether it be Professor Gerald, Maria, or your brother Shadow.

“Sorry.” He mutters softly, being more delicate with his patching up of your wounds. You can feel yourself dissociating, trying to distract yourself from the situation at hand as your thoughts swirl around.

Shadow was the main one of the professor's focus; the star. Not that he didn’t show you any less love than your brother, in fact, the professor went out of his way to show you the same affection as one would their child, but it was always the presumption to you that Shadow was better.

And better he was. He could control himself, he never let his emotions get the better of him, always so calm.

But here you are, being patched up by that calm hedgehog, because of the consequences of that lack of control. Luckily, this time, it was just your arm. Shadow was able to stop you in time.

But it doesn’t hurt any less, as if your entire body was set alight.

“[Name].” Shadow’s stern voice brings you back to reality, making you jump as you’re pulled out of your dissociation. “It’s done.” He mutters, running a gloved hand down the length of the bandages briefly, and a small wince forms on your face at the light pressure. How does it hurt this bad?

…

“Yes?” Shadow looks at you, tilting his head at the assumption that you want to ask a question due to your silence, and you look away from your bandages, ashamed of the situation present now.

It’s just a plain question. One with a hopefully plain, simple answer. Yet you can feel the words stuck in your throat as you try to get them out.

Will everything be okay?

You clench your fist, feeling the burns sting across your arm as tears prick the corners of your eyes, rolling down your cheeks rather quickly as they fall into your lap. Why are you such a miserable girl? Out of control. Flawed.

Shadow frowns at the sight, reaching over to wipe the tears away from your face, staining his glove. Your body starts to tremble slightly, looking at him with tear-filled eyes, using your unwounded hand to scratch at his other one that's stationary on his lap in an anxious habit; to fidget with. Shadow doesn’t mind.

“I don’t know what the future holds, but…” He pauses, trying to form his words correctly. After a few seconds of silence, Shadow’s frown quivers, and he settles on the words he wants to say.

“I… I hope we can stay here. Just like this.”

Who would’ve known that just that plain dream would’ve been a lie? A lie, that's all it was.

You couldn’t fight back the reminiscence as you bled out in Shadow’s arms, the same arm burned so long ago almost torn apart, leaking a pool of red, warm crimson. Also accompanied by the other various burns and scars that ache around your entire body, alongside the pitting hole in your heart.

You gave it your all to protect him, even if he didn’t need it. Even if he could’ve truly held his own, you don’t regret a single thing. Not at all. To see Shadow come out unscathed is more than enough for you.

Looking up at him silently, you tilt your head into his chest, seeking that comfort he gave you so long ago. How many times did he scream your name? Begging for you to stay awake just a little longer. To stay alive.

Despite the numbing pain as you slip from consciousness, an odd smile crawled up your face as you looked at your brother for just a little longer, taking important note of the darkness of his quills.

As dark as the sky in space, glittered in stars as far as the eye can see. Just like how you all were on the ark. A happy family, almost.

Almost…

Maria and Professor Gerald must’ve been looking down on you both that day.

“[Name]!” It doesn’t even take you a second to register the black hedgehog immediately scrambling onto his feet to get a better look at you, leaning down as he blabbers frantically. “You’re awake, you’re awake!” 

It doesn’t take long to notice the clean, white walls that surround you both, along with the various medical equipment laid out throughout the entire room. The hospital…? So your wounds must’ve been taken care of too; and by the way your arm feels so numb, and the lack of noticeable movement from the limb, it looks like your arm was saved too.

“[Name], ah,” He mumbles, clenching at the hospital sheets that cover you. “You’re awake…” He repeats, almost in disbelief as his body trembles slightly, overtaken by that pure joy fueling his veins.

Ah. That smile he has… You’ve never seen him smile like that before.

If only he would smile like this more often. Finally getting to see your brother like this fills you with an indescribable warmth, causing you to start laughing at his shocked, yet excited expression at your awakening. You’re not even sure how long you’ve been out, but it doesn’t matter now. You’re back.

You’re home.

[malulurivers]

I don't know if you do crossovers, but if you do, how would viktor react to a spider-person S/O? Spidersonas have been blowing up again since across the spiderverse so it made me curious

when it comes to spiderverse i absolutely do, anon! i've seen some fantastic art of jayce and viktor in the style of spiderverse, i think i reblogged it somewhere, so to say 'i love this idea' and 'i've had a little think about it already' would be two big understatements!

i'll try to keep it succinct though XD

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How Viktor would react to having a spider-person SO

honestly, the word 'fascinated' could tldr this entire post

Viktor is quite a private person, who would absolutely treasure communication and trust in a relationship

so as the Spider of the Runeterran universe, as soon as you had made your relationship official, you knew you had to tell him of your secret identity sooner rather than later

you'd been surprised neither he nor Jayce had worked it out yet, being incredibly intelligent inventors and all

but you'd figured they'd be safer not knowing, so you'd tried to subtly keep it from them anyway, and directed the conversation away from your Spider-alter ego whenever they occasionally came up

so you had it planned out.

you were going to tell Viktor next time he was at home, when you got him in a break day, and it was going to be the just the two of you. somewhere private, somewhere safe.

you would explain everything gently. you'd reassure him that if he wasn't comfortable with being with you because of it, then you'd have no resentment towards him

there were plenty of good reasons to be wary after all

then one night you had a particularly long escapade

trying to uncover a deeply-rooted crime circle, you'd ended up rescuing a group of young people who had gotten in trouble with enforcers for frankly ridiculous reasons

you'd then had to outsmart and deal with said enforcers (who were undoubtedly the worst part) to escape, and they head nothing back in their chase

you'd decided to head to the lab instead of home for safety, as at least that wasn't as incriminating. also there was more spaces to hide

it was so late that it was morning, and even you expected that Viktor had gone home by now

but he had, in fact, not

so you'd entered the lab by climbing through the Jana-knows-what storey window, blood rushing with adrenaline, levering yourself down to the floor cleanly with a web

right beside Viktor's desk, where he was sat, eyes wide and frozen

it hurt to see his expression focused on you. he was hiding it well but there was fear in how he swallowed, in how he clenched his fist on the handle of his cane

it hurt until you remembered that 1. he did not know it was you, and 2. he had just witnessed you crawling on glass, spinning on webs and moving way too fast for a normal human

also 3. you bore a striking resemblance to the description given of a 'criminal' (as described by enforcers) that had recently been reported to be involved in the explosion of a factory in the Undercity

sure, you knew it had been for good: that you had apprehended your target, and there had been no casualties

but it dawned at you that Viktor remaining as calm as he did was inherently a miracle

"can I... help...? you...?"

his thoughts were rushing at 100mph compared to their normal 50, and you could see it in his searching stare, watching and waiting for you to move, speak, do anything

luckily, after a few seconds of stumbled words and a hasty removal of your mask, he was back down to earth, heaving a sigh and almost laughing in relief

"I cannot believe—I thought you were...!"

for a moment anyhow, before the reality sunk in further and you were bombarded with questions

"wait, you are the Spider? the masked vigilante?"

"where did you just come from? were you fighting someone?"

"are you alright? are you hurt? did anyone follow you?"

after some explanation and reassurance, he relaxes a lot

honestly he takes the news very well! despite the unplanned nature of its reveal

he's very pragmatic as a person and very loyal

despite the obvious exhaustion on his face, he perks up with intrigue as you tell him everything—how you got bitten, how you got hold of your current suit, how you chose your identity, what you've been keeping tabs on, who you've fought, what you've lost.

however, he is a scientist first and foremost after all, so even after the basics are out of the way, his curiosity is never going to be quite sated

so later on, he's asking more specifics

he's always very polite when requesting to see your abilities, very gentle and never overwhelming you. he wants to see all of them, if you'll allow him to

the webs, the wall-climbing, the increased agility and strength, the spider sense, no matter what it is, you always leave him amazed

and your abilities quickly become a source of inspiration for his own trajectories into science

he's particularly fascinated with the possibilities of your webs, regardless of whether they're organic or mechanical

he sees this as an opportunity to work with you and that makes him very happy indeed

on top of inspiring him scientifically, your passion for helping others reminds him what he's doing his work for, as well as how much he loves you

he adores your heart, your compassion, even if it worries him that you're putting yourself in harms way

this likely leads to him putting time aside for side projects, where he invents things to help you

he may be more of a pacifist, but he's surprisingly down with vigilante justice

he wants to help and protect people with his own technology, he'd be a hypocrite with his head in the sand if he believed that never fighting was truly an option

just as long as you're careful

because of this, he's not going to make you weapons. not that you would ever ask him to. that's not your style, and you'd much rather have the tools he creates to help you escape extra sticky situations

his main focus first and foremost is to help upgrade your suit, particularly providing more safety for your mask so you can breathe in the Undercity

however, whatever upgrade or mechanism it is as time goes on, he always lets you take the lead. you're the hero, not him, and he just wants to support you as best he can

for what it's worth, he'll talk positively of your secret identity to Jayce, hoping it'll get through to Mel

he would even defend you publicly if he was in the council room and the Spider came up

much to your chagrin, as you're worried for his safety just as much as he's worried about yours

when you move in together particularly, you're aware of the danger you're putting him in

you regularly frequent the Undercity and have dealings down there, so returning to live Topside by day has its innate dangers

especially when you're constantly avoiding villains and enforcers alike

but also your identity must stay a secret for his sake as well as yours

he'd be ruined if the fact that he's in a committed relationship with a a vigilante became known

unsurprisingly, Viktor overlooks this part

but as long as the two of you look out for each other, you're certain nothing can go wrong

overall Viktor is a caring and loyal partner, and this wouldn't change in the slightest if his S/O was a vigilante spider-person

he'd be incredibly supportive, though likely wouldn't be able to keep from getting a little excited over the capabilities of your powers. and from asking a ton of questions

you'd become a muse of sorts for him in some of his inventions, and a close partner in his technology in other ways

although, if you have access to the Spiderverse? poor man's going to start fizzing internally

the prospect of portals? already functioning across dimensions? universes?!

he's a reserved kind of person, but I don't think he'd be able to stop himself from trying to weasel his way into meeting someone who knew a lot about how it worked

aka, if you don't know how the Arachnoid Humanoid Poly-Multiverse's teleporting mechanics work, then he's going to try and talk to someone who does

with your permission of course

I think that Viktor would get along very well with Miguel...!

...until he very much doesn't.

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[brynns-world]

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝓗𝓸𝓭𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮?⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Chara observed the fight taking place indifferently up until the fireball hit you right on the chest. Instead of seeing your soul shatter and immediately being in the void where you'll choose to continue, they watched horrified as the fire consumed you from the spot you were hit.

Turning to ashes, Toriel and Chara had the same mortified look plastered on their faces. Just what happened? You were supposed to be in the void as soon as your hp dropped. Toriel was already on the ground near your ashes, sobbing uncontrollably and begging for you to forgive her.

Movement from your ashes caught the attention of both individuals. Grass started to quickly grow in that spot to the point no ashes were visible any longer. Small mushrooms started showing up, forming the outline of a person curling on their side if you paid close attention.

No. Not any type of mushrooms.

After a minute of thinking, a memory pops up in Chara's mind.

'...Amanita Muscaria.'

With that everything turned black.

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Chara opened their eyes to find themselves in the familiar void, the same patch of grass and mushrooms was located to their left. Suddenly the grass started moving and something emerged from it.

After a minute the grass started taking shape, and they realized it was rather someone. Even if the body was made only of grass and mushrooms, they recognized the person.

The grass body started taking colors and a firm shape, proving their assumption correct.

You were looking at 'the ground', avoiding Chara's prying eyes. They wanted to know so many things, but the amount of questions were starting to jumble up and nothing could come out of their mouth.

"I'll never get out of here right?"

That came out more like a statement, you sounded so disappointed in yourself. However, Chara could care less about what you just said, there are more important things to discuss at this moment. They looked at you incredulously, they didn't think this question would have to be the first one to be asked.

"Are you seriously not gonna explain what just happened?!"

The way your eyes casted towards your side told them that you weren't comfortable about the topic. Your soul is peculiar, what just happened was peculiar, you are peculiar, and they need answers now. They have already spent so much time trying to gain your trust, but the way things have been going showed that you won't be completely trusting them soon.

"What exactly are you? It's painfully obvious that you are not human."

They watched as you took a deep breath. Chara already saw, so there's no way to hide it any longer. Let's make an exchange of information, you concluded that it was only fair to get answers if you talk about yourself.

"I'll answer you only if you promise to answer my questions too."

"How do I know you are not gonna lie?"

'Damn.'

The duo thought the same thing. Guess it was going to be harder than they thought to make progress if both had trust issues.

Chara clenched their fists as they think, they know that they should trust your word at least for now, but their past experiences are making it hard to act naive at the moment. On your side, you can't blame Chara for not trusting you, afterall you are just as wary as they are right now.

"We must believe what the other says. I know we don't want to say everything but I at least will explain to you about what I am and my soul."

"Alright...I get it. Neither of us knows if the other will lie."

After a deep breath, Chara unclenches their fists and sits with their legs crossed on the ground thinking about what information they could offer you. Knowing in the back of their mind what you'll ask and preparing their words to explain it to you.

"I won't ask about your personal life only if you don't ask about mine. Sounds good?"

Nodding at Chara's deal, you sit with your knees up to your chin in front of them. This way you can hide your face if you feel too anxious.

Silence fell over the both of you. You don't want to be the first one to answer something, but it looks like Chara doesn't want to either.

This is getting awkward.

Sighing loudly at the same time, the both of you look at the other as if waiting for whatever the other is gonna say. Getting tired of this embarrassment, you open your mouth to say something only to notice that Chara is also about to say something.

A slap to their mouth was quickly delivered as you furrowed your brows at them and finally spoke.

"This isn't gonna work if you are such a wimp!"

Chara looked at you offended, taking your hand off their mouth they pointed at you accusingly.

"Excuse me?! You are the chicken here! I asked you first about what you are and you haven't answered that!"

"I thought we would start from zero! I was waiting for you to ask the first question now that we came to an agreement!"

Groaning loudly, Chara grabbed at their hair.

"Okay I'll ask again then! What the heck are you?"

"Damn was it that hard?"

The glare you received from Chara made you shut up.

"So serious for no reason...well I'm a witch."

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.

"I thought we made it clear to be as honest as possible."

"I'm being serious!"

"Witches don't exist! It's only something adults say! Look I swear I won't be mad if you say 'sike' right now and finally tell me that you are some kind of monster."

Yeah, Chara didn't believe you. Sighing exasperatedly, you think of how to explain it to them. Finally, you decide to bring out your soul and your personal journal.

"Look I'll explain about witches then connect to the topic of my soul, so pay attention!"

Welp, at least in Chara's eyes you are gonna answer another question so it doesn't matter.

You opened your journal to a page where a circle with weird symbols in golden tint surrounding it was illustrated. The circle had in the center five symbols that weirdly looked like small drawings.

The first symbol located at the top left looked like a small forest, the fact that it was written in green supported that thought. The second symbol at the right of the green one was in blue and it looked like a small sea shell. The third at the bottom left was white and gave the idea of feathers. Lastly, the black one was formed by various small lines, no shape came to their mind.

At the center of those four symbols, a small scenery seemed to be displayed formed with the four colors mentioned earlier. It looked like a forest near the shore at night with some weird feathery thing located in the sky.

"There are different kinds of witches. First our deities decide if we are gonna be born on Oma, Polu, Okeo, or Ele."

Chara observed as you pointed to each small symbol with every name you said. Oma being the green mini forest, Polu the blue sea shell, Okeo the feathers, and Ele the black lines.

"After that we are born into a coven, which are also divided in even more professions and specialities. I was born in the Oma population, being part of one of many green covens."

Taking a small pause, you decide to proceed to explain about your soul. You might get off track if you continue to talk about witches.

"The reason why my soul is white is because witches are made out of nature and have a direct connection with deities, this making us have a pure soul per say. Once we decide what we are gonna specialize in is when we get a peculiar trait in our soul. For example, if a Polu witch decides to specialize on the uses of fish scales for potions or something, then their soul will remain white while obtaining some patches of scales."

Finally giving up on trying to discover what the other golden symbols say, Chara directs their gaze to your soul. It's pure white, they noted.

"You haven't decided what you are gonna specialize in?"

Flinching, you push their face away from your soul even if they weren't that close.

"We said no personal matters!"

"Alright alright! Um...so what you said during 'the incident' about making me be able to touch and eat things...?"

"The items need to be charged with spiritual energy, the only things you ever touched were those old toys and my items. The toys already had the energy of past children. Everything I touch can be charged with that energy if I hold the item for a while."

"And eat?"

"That was harder, I put a spell on the cooking I did. Figured it was sad to not be able to eat anything when dead and only watch the people around you enjoy a meal."

The memories of when they were able to eat came back to their mind. Now it makes sense why you insisted on helping Toriel with the meals, all those times they ate from your cooking.

"How do the spells work? I mean do you do it with a witch pot, wand, magic words?"

That produced a laugh out of you. Chara stares at you somewhat offended that you are laughing at them, of course they don't know about these things that's why they ask. Maybe you did a whole ass ritual and no one noticed?

"It doesn't work like that! Look I can basically just think about what I want to do and it'll happen. The way I put the spell on the cooking was just thinking that you were gonna be able to eat it while I was preparing the meal."

Damn, that sounds easier than they thought. By the amount of writing there is in your journal they thought that's maybe where you have all your spells written. It does sound boring having to learn many spells though, like imagine saying a whole ass essay just to do whatever you wanted to do.

"Wow...it sounds way too good to have that amount of power."

"We must be careful though."

"Is there a payment you have to make for every spell?"

"Well something like that. First off, making spells takes energy from you, even more if you are inexperienced. Remember those times I slept for what? 16 hours? Then, there's a rule that whatever you do to someone is gonna come back at you multiplied by three. And finally, this power is not exactly ours, you could say we borrow it from our deities and from nature. That's why we make altars to show our gratitude."

So there's a lot of risk. If you try using this to protect yourself from someone then will you get that damage three times? Chara ponders over this as you stay quiet to give them time.

The way you looked exhausted every time you and Toriel finished each meal flashed in their minds.

"...Hey"

The sudden shift in the ambience catches your attention. The both of you were starting to get comfortable again which signaled improvement. Confused you answer.

"Yeah?"

Chara stays quiet for a minute as you wait patiently. The only movement they make at the moment is the rise and falling of their chest, showing that they are taking deep breaths.

"I'm not good with these sorts of things but...rry."

Their voice got quieter with each word, making it hard to understand the last words they muttered. You shifted a little closer and looked at them with an apologetic look.

"Could you repeat that? I didn't catch it."

They took an even deeper breath and clenched the fabric of their pants in their fists. Muttering a few things under their breath before finally giving you a small glance.

"I'm sorry. I lashed out at you the night before and called you selfish when you were exhausted all this time just to see me enjoy the meals."

Looking directly at your eyes they noticed the way they changed from surprise to a sadden look. You offered them a small smile before looking down at your hands that were fidgeting with your ring.

That's the same smile they have been seeing all these days.

"It's okay. I am actually. I talked badly about Toriel's efforts and tried to get out to satisfy my own mind."

"It's not okay."

It startled you when you were forced to look directly at their eyes because of the grip they took of your shoulders. They had a frustrated hint on those chestnut orbs.

"We were already friends so I should've explained what was beyond the hallway, you did have a right to know. Also, I knew from the beginning that your mother is a sensitive topic and I brought it against you!"

Chara was really ashamed of themselves, the fact that they did that to you was a low blow. They know that even lashing out at you was uncalled for. The constant incognito about the purple hallway was sure to fill your curious nature that seems to pull them in.

"I didn't take a hold of my emotions and escalated what could have been another one of our late night conversations."

The way Chara was blaming the argument solely on themselves doesn't sit right with you. Sure they became defensive for apparently no reason, but you feel like this wouldn't have happened at all if you would've talked with them about what was worrying you.

"I forgive you, however I also owe you an apology for not trusting you. Afterall, I didn't control my overthinking since the beginning."

You colocated your hands on top of Chara's cold ones. The hold they had on your shoulders loosened a bit and they gave a small smile. Their eyes wandered to your hands, or more specifically, your ring.

They had a feeling that it would be something personal. Biting their tongue, they stopped themselves from asking. However, you notice their gaze and sigh, moving your hands to rest on your lap again. Once the cold hits their skin, they release you from their hold.

"As I mentioned before this ring was given to me by my mother when we were about to move out of my coven. She gave it to me because we moved to a human town."

You extend your left hand to Chara so they could see the ring closely. It was made out of silver with a green aventurine on the center, and the smallest chips of aventurine were located with no apparent pattern on the rest of the ring.

In their mind, they looked like small water lilies.

"It's purpose is to change my appearance and in a sense give my mother control over me."

Their eyes immediately shifted to yours once they heard those words. Hesitantly they decided to ask about the former, the mother topic was better left untouched for the moment.

"This isn't what you actually look like?"

"Well...even without the ring, the appearance you would see isn't my real look. I'm quite literally made out of plants, just like every other witch is made out of something from nature. We make ourselves look like something humanoid to make it easier."

"So that's why you came out of that grass patch?"

They received a nod as an answer, which made them try to remember your grass-like body. It was sort of silly in their eyes, it looked more like a gingerbread man but made of grass with mushrooms on their head.

"However, even if we take a more human form, we can't completely hide our traits. That's why when we go live with humans we have to enchant some sort of jewelry."

Chara nodded at your words, letting go of your hand. You suddenly turned serious, now that they knew what you really are you have to explain your desperation for leaving this place.

"Chara. I really do need to get out of here."

They looked at you for a moment and decided to hear you to avoid another incident. Afterall you are answering every doubt they had.

"I'm listening."

"The sunlight that comes through the cracks at Toriel's garden is not enough for me. I really need the sunlight to charge my energy to cast more spells."

Well they sure weren't expecting this. Chara was perplexed, it never crossed their mind that you obtain your energy from the sun like normal plants. It actually didn't sink in their mind that they are talking to a plant person!

"Wait- you are a literal plant!"

"Were you seriously just going along with it?! I thought you had already processed it?!"

"I mean I thought I understood it! But it's like my brain just suddenly decided to properly think about it, making me realize that I didn't understand anything! Like in Math!"

Groaning loudly, you facepalm. All that explanation you did for them to be on some sort of autopilot state?!

Noticing your exasperated expression, they force the gears on their head to start working. Alright you are a witch, and a plant person, which means you need sunlight. Being underground sounds like a really bad situation for you.

"If you need sunlight to have energy, then how did you survive these 17 days with the amount of spells you casted for me?"

"Sleeping and eating. I don't necessarily need to eat, I just do it to have more energy and because food tastes amazing."

"I agree with that."

"But to obtain the same amount of energy that sunlight gives me, I would have to go into a sort of sleeping coma for let's say...at least a week."

Chara widens their eyes at this. With the amount of spells you've been doing and the hours of sleep you've been getting then you're probably completely drained. Being a witch is no joke, there's seriously many conditions to follow.

They need to help you get out. Either way they were already planning on helping you with Toriel this time, but now this has gotten more serious. Even so, they still need to follow you to make sure that you won't do anything bad.

"I will help you, don't worry."

You smiled at this. It wasn't a small smile like the ones they always see, this one is genuine. Thanking them, you decide that it's time to ask them what has been on the back of your mind.

"Remember the room with the balcony?"

Sighing, the ghost nods at your question. Already knowing what you want to ask they decide to answer honestly.

"There was someone before you. A human with scary amounts of Determination."

The serious look on Chara's face made you feel uneasy. You subconsciously knew that something terrible happened in the underground. The same feeling you got when you saw the knife made itself present.

"They were kind at the beginning, we really thought that we would get the happy ending we crave for. But they discovered an awful ability, they decided to reset the time so every event that took place would start again from the moment they fell down here."

You widen your eyes at this. Was this even possible? Humans don't possess any type of magic, that's the way things are since the beginning of history. At least that's what you know, otherwise why would the war even take place?

"Turn back time...? But, how?"

"You'll be surprised by the things someone with determination is capable of doing."

That sounds...scary. It's true that Determination is the strongest human soul trait, but to the point of having that amount of power on their hands? Not even witches can mess with time because it would be going against every deity's wishes.

"Once the past became our present again, they did awful things. Supposedly, only the 'time traveler' can remember the things that originally happened, so they took advantage of that."

"Didn't anyone try to stop them?"

"Many monsters did, but their Determination was so immense that they could come back from death. In the end, I had to stop them so they are no longer here."

No longer here? Did Chara kill someone?! The scared expression on your face made them sweatdrop. Quickly noticing how bad their words sounded they tried to elaborate.

"I mean that I restored the timeline and sent them to the surface! They haven't appeared on the underground all this time so I'm guessing they will finally leave us alone!"

Sighing in relief, you relax a little bit and process their words. Now there's a question on your mind, how could you help the monsters this time? You know there's a barrier, but no adult ever talks about it so there's a huge amount of information you lack.

"Is there a way to free the monsters?"

Chara was actually surprised. They thought they would have to ask you to help, but it seems like you already thought of it. Guess they underestimated your kindness.

"There is a magical barrier that was created to keep the monsters here. However, we can break it if we collect seven human souls."

"So we need the seven traits..."

"Well, six human kids fell down here before so we only need one more soul."

That's when Toriel's words came back to your mind.

'Every human that falls down here meets the same fate. I have seen it again and again. They come. They leave. They die. You naive child...If you leave The Ruins...They...Asgore...will kill you.'

Now it makes sense. They killed those kids that fell here in order to obtain their souls. It saddens you to think that they have been desperately trying to get out of here for who knows how long.

"Is your soul one of those six they already have?"

"...No, those are kids that fell after me."

The last report of a missing kid because of Mt. Ebott according to what you found was about 4 years ago. Wait a minute- All the other reports have gap years in between.

"Uh, how long have you been dead exactly...?"

"I don't know, I think it's been at least 30 years."

They shrugged as if it was nothing but it must have gotten lonely being here by themselves. Apparently no one else can see them, what did they do during this time?

The light chuckle they produced pulled you out of your thoughts.

"Don't worry. It felt like minutes to me. I was actually in some sort of sleep mode all those years."

"What does it feel like?"

"I didn't feel anything. It was like I saw all my memories for a couple of minutes and then woke up already being a ghost."

They started to lay on their back while saying this. It seems like the pain on your back made itself present as soon as you watched them lay back. Sitting on criss-cross really kills your back.

Following their steps, you lay on your back too. Their feet were next to your head while yours were next to their head. Staring at the nothingness produces a calm feeling on your chest because it's the most empty your mind has ever been.

"How were you able to wake up? Did you just suddenly realize that you were sleeping?"

"I woke up when the last kid fell down here. My guess it's that their Determination was so big that it called out to me. Or more like it ruined my peaceful state."

"Have you been awake ever since all that happened?"

"I went to sleep again when they were no longer here. Then you fell and I woke up. Must be a cause of your high spiritual energy or something witchy"

The both of you fell silent, it was nice. Everything was normal again and this time the duo felt how there was a real bond now.

The calm was cut short however when you remembered the fight with Toriel. You are sure as hell that your core got hit directly by a fireball. The last kid was able to come to life because of their Determination, but you don't have Determination . Does this mean...

"I FREAKING DIED AM I A GHOST NOW?!"

Chara got startled by the sudden scream making them sit up quickly. Right, they forgot about that...

Getting somewhat tired of your panicked state, they quickly threw you a slap.

"You are not dead stupid! Look at your hands, you are not even see-through!"

Quickly directing your eyes to your hands, you produce a big sigh of relief to see that you are solid. Chara does look see-through even here...wherever here is.

"But how am I not dead? The fireball hit me right on my core?"

"It must have something to do with you being a witch. If you were a normal human you wouldn't have been able to see those 'floating stars' as you call them. The only one that was able to see and touch them was the last human."

"What does that mean noooow?"

"If my assumption is correct, then it means that you are able to go back in time to the last time you 'saved' your progress per say. Which you probably didn't notice but when you lay down on a bed works the same."

"I'm gonna pretend that I understood because right now I'm just glad I'm not completely dead."

Chara just sighs, being glad that you are not that much of a mess anymore. You finally decided that you wanted to go back, and as soon as you thought that everything turned black once again.

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Opening your eyes you notice that you are laying on your bed at Toriel's house, with Chara laying next to you. You sit up and turn to look at them expectedly.

"IF I help you leave the underground, then please promise to not do anything that could harm others."

Looking at you seriously, they anxiously wait for your answer. You seemed like a nice person during your stay so surely you wouldn't try anything. There is also the witch's rule you mentioned about everything you do to someone coming back at you.

"I promise to free the monsters. I'm not sure if my soul not being a human soul could affect somehow but we will find a way in case it doesn't work out. Doesn't matter how long it takes."

The genuine smile you offered seems to calm all those intrusive thoughts. The both of you are friends now, so Chara has to trust you. They want to trust you.

"Chara there's still something bothering me about leaving."

Tilting their head was their way of showing you had their whole attention. Taking a deep breath you looked at them with a saddened look.

"I don't really want to leave Toriel, she has been so kind to me and even if my overthinking gets the worst out of me, I really do appreciate her. The reason why I said that everything felt fake is because I'm not used to this kind of affection."

Chara looks taken aback by this. This piece of information helps them make sense of your attitude towards Toriel. Now they can really see from your perspective why you said those things during the incident. The fear of getting hurt is what was taking over your body which made you want to leave.

"I don't want to ruin what could be my first good relationship with a motherly figure just because I'm afraid."

Already seeing the timeline, they know that nothing could ever affect your relationship with Toriel. Mostly because of the goat monster being an overly caring and kind person.

"Just talk to her. Believe me, she won't stop caring for you no matter what you do."

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After some minutes, Toriel finally woke up and immediately started to prepare breakfast. You were about to help her once again but Chara completely forbade you from entering the kitchen. They said it was to make sure that you'll keep your energy.

The day was transcurring like any other, but this is mostly because you were thinking of a way to approach Toriel about leaving. When midday came, Chara had enough and made you go to a private place so you wouldn't be seen 'talking alone'.

"What's taking you so long? I thought you need that solar energy as soon as possible."

"I know I know! It's just...I'm preparing okay?"

Chara looked at you with a raised eyebrow. They obviously noted your constant shaking throughout the day and the way you would flinch at the smallest of sounds.

"Look, just tell all those little voices in your head to shut up. You are overthinking, everything will be alright. Nothing bad will happen because now I will help you."

You stare at them for a minute, looking for any sign that could show they are lying. When none was found, you take a deep breath before looking at them with a little bit of confidence.

"Okay. I'll go now."

With that, you adjusted your messenger bag and walked directly to the living room once again. Toriel was on her chair, but this time she was finishing the knitting of a sweater. She noticed your presence and immediately turned her attention to you.

"Oh, hello my child. Is there anything you need help with?"

Remember that little confidence you gained when talking with Chara? It flew out the window as soon as her gaze was on you.

"Uh...I."

You shift your gaze to your left just to notice that Chara is already looking at you. They make a motion of taking a deep breath in and out before muttering a small 'you can do it'.

Following their steps, you take a deep breath and finally look at Toriel.

"I...am extremely grateful for everything you've done for me to this point. You are the first person ever that cared for me without wanting anything out of me and you are such a wonderful caretaker. To be honest, you have been more like a mom to me these days than my real mother during my whole life."

Fidgeting with your ring, you turn your gaze to the ground. The anxious thoughts are starting to get back and even stronger. Swallowing the lump in your throat you finally continue.

"That's why I would like to return your kindness. Please allow me to free the monsters from the Underground, allow me to give you the opportunity of getting out of here. I'm aware of the dangers that I could encounter on my journey and what it takes to break the barrier, but I'm begging you to trust that I'll accomplish this just like I trust you since you took me in."

There was a moment of silence after this. You are...completely panicking. Did you say too much? What if you said something wrong and now you made matters worse?

The sigh produced from Toriel snapped you back to reality. She sat up from her chair still holding the sweater and came up to you. The hug you received was gentle, as if she was afraid you'll flinch or have a negative reaction similar to when she patted your head.

"You'll need this once you get out of The Ruins."

Separating from one another, you see her holding the finished sweater out to you. Hesitantly taking the sweater on your hands, admiring the effort put into the clothing. Toriel takes your hand and starts taking you downstairs.

"I was afraid of letting you go because I don't want you getting hurt."

The walk through the purple hallway felt short, and even if Toriel was feeling sad her voice was as serene as a night sky.

"Now I realize that if you are not afraid at all even after knowing the dangers, who am I to stop you from doing what your heart pleases?"

The majestic door is standing tall and proud in front of you. You turn to look at Toriel and a smile forms on your face.

You hug her.

Her eyes are widened, you have never accepted any type of physical touch and now you just hugged her first?

"Thank you. I promise I'll come back for you once I break the barrier, mom."

The tears she was oh so desperately trying to keep in finally came running down her cheeks. She hugged you back with all the force she had, not really wanting to let you go.

After some minutes of hugging, she was able to calm down enough so she wouldn't be a sobbing mess anymore. She separated a little from the hug to be able to caress your cheek.

"Take care my child, I know you are strong so you'll definitely succeed on your journey."

"Y/n."

"Huh?"

That's right. All this time she has been referring to you as 'my child' because you never told her your name. It's not that she forgot to ask, more like you avoided answering so eventually she stopped asking.

"My name is Y/n, mom."

She smiled warmly at you before patting your head with her big paw.

"Is a beautiful name, be sure to take pride in it."

A final hug was exchanged before she finally bid you farewell. However, you stayed there a little longer, contemplating what had happened. Taking a deep breath, you direct your gaze to the sweater in your hands before putting it on.

"Ready to continue?"

Looking to your right, Chara is seen closer to the door. You give them a nod before going to open the door.

Ahead of you lies a long purple hallway, you can't even see what's on the other side. It is not that dark but it's not bright either.

"Now that I think about it, it doesn't sound so bad staying here with Toriel."

Chara grabbed the back of your sweater as soon as you did a 180. They started to drag you through the hallway until you were in front of a dark doorway. That's when they let go of you causing your back to hit the ground.

"So rude and for what?"

You stay on the floor for a minute, waiting for the pain on your back to go away. Once Chara started getting impatient with your dramatic ass, you finally stood up and went through the doorway.

"Oh hell nah."

In front of you was a grass patch where sunlight was able to pass through the cracks. The problem is that in the center is located the flower you met when you first arrived at the underground.

"Clever. Verrrryyy clever. You think you're really smart, don't you?"

Flowey was looking at you with a cocky expression. Now that you are in front of someone that you don't trust, the almost emotionless look you carried when you arrived has come back once again.

"In this world, it's kill or be killed. So you were able to play by your own rules."

It changed its expression to a 'friendly' one, but now that you've seen its real personality it can't fool you anymore. Not even the small pure aura that begs to be recognized can make you give Flowey the right of doubt.

"Hee hee hee...I bet you feel really great. You didn't kill anybody this time. But what will you do if you meet a relentless killer?"

You are trying to figure out what it is that Flowey wants out of you. This mockery seems to have a purpose and even so it's pointless because now you are sure of what you need to do.

"You'll die and you'll die and you'll die. Until you tire of trying. What will you do then? Will you kill out of frustration? Or will you give up entirely on this world and let ME inherit the power to control it?"

Wow you didn't think this dude could get any uglier, but that smile it's carrying proved you wrong. What is it even talking about?

"I am the prince of this world's future. Don't worry, my little monarch, my plan isn't regicide. This is SO much more interesting."

Flowey started laughing like the maniac it is, but you stopped it halfway through.

"Alright, I heard enough."

Confused by the sudden interruption, it looked at you questionably. It's the first time the flower hears you talk directly to it.

"Sorry to interrupt your little villain monologue, but how bored are you to create such a speech? Like how long did it take you?"

"Are you serious? How immature are you to be questioning that instead of how you'll avoid your own death?"

You shrug and start walking closer to Flowey. Kneeling down so you could be face to face with the I'm-on-my-villain-arc flower.

"How much of an idiot are you to assume that I care about dying? It doesn't bother me to die a million times if I'm capable of helping someone else. Besides..."

Your hand starts going up towards the flower while it tries to move its body away from you, its 'scary' face coming up once again. Taking a hold of one of the petals you pull on it to the point it's almost torn apart.

"You should be careful with giving me ideas. If I were to start killing out of frustration, you'll be the first one to beg for my mercy. A soulless monster stands out more you know?"

The gentle smile you are showing doesn't fit at all with the things you are saying. This is making an uneasy feeling sink within Chara who's been watching this entire thing go down silently. They know you are doing it just to keep Flowey in check, but damn.

"I can easily find you if I want to. Be careful."

Letting go of the petal, you walk ahead through the door with Chara next to you.

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Hodophile (n.):

One who loves to travel; a traveler with a special affinity for roads.

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Long chapter because I disappeared and it's time to finally get out of The Ruins!

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

He sighs watching her talk and pout. Surely men are always at fault when it comes to women's reasoning. He was at fault that her panties were down and that her ass was naked. When just a moment ago she begged him to rip off everything. He smirked placing a hand over his eyes while the cigarette between his fingers smoked like a mall chimney. "Females are never satisfied no matter what males do" He teased but all that was gone when he had to face the reality of the situation they are facing now.

China as a country was not unfamiliar to Shisui. He had allies there. One of his allies Sakura shall soon meet. "Chinese and their country are not unfamiliar to me Sakura. They just like the Japanese hold to their pride and to their tradition. Besides English and Italian, I speak Chinese as well. I was often there before we got married. Actually, you shall meet my ally and should I call him a countryman?"

The way she shoved away his subordinate was hilarious he could not help but laugh. They surely didn't expect that, they didn't even know that young Don got married. "Se non stai attento. Mia moglie farà tremare le tue ossa." (If you are not careful. My wife shall jiggle your bones.)

"I can't choose words, my dear wife. I can't because my mother didn't leave to defy him she left because my dear father, suddenly realized that he likes more men than women. After years of marriage and playing pretense, he discovered that he likes to be fucked not the one to fuck." He was angry now but that anger was not directed at Sakura. "I helped my mother to leave, helped her to have a normal life not to be bound to frocio (fagot)" He spoke as if his father was not just standing next to them. Man could not protest because it was the truth, but he looked angry.

Shisui looked at the bomb, the metal part had a serial number, and the glass could be examined. Shisui had a perfect person for that task, his ally Alusstriel Senju who worked in his pharmaceutical complex. Besides developing medicaments and tracking devices she was a student who worked under Orochimaru her knowledge and skills go beyond normal humans. "Thank you Sakura once we are done here we go back and I will give this to the examination"

"You can chat later with Kagami. Let go I want us to go back it is time to meet some of my allies that from now on you shall probably see daily. I am sure they can clean this small mess on their own"

@hana-akari

“It’s your fault my ass is naked.” 

Sakura pouted at him, stepping away to pick up her gun off the floor and strap it to her leg where it usually sat. It was an expensive handgun. Gold, with a dragon carved into it. It was a wedding gift to replace her old one that was getting rather beat up. It served her well and so will this one. Though she didn’t resort to the gun often. Sakura was strong, and a well known street fighter. Despite the classy clothing she wore, Sakura was not one to underestimate. She was the daughter of a Don, and now wife to a future one. It was expected for women to be strong, so they could back up their husbands, no matter the situation. Shisui wouldn’t have to worry much about her. At a glance people would assume she’s just the pretty wife decorating his arm, but in reality, she had no issue ending a life if needed.

“I suppose I don’t blame her either… It takes a strong type of person to handle this lifestyle. Like us, my parents were an arranged marriage, it just worked out that they ended up loving each other. I suppose just like us too.” Sakura grinned a bit, she was quite happy how the marriage turned out between them. Shisui didn’t turn out to be the stuck up man she worried he was going to be. He was a fun, free spirit like she was. But also dangerous. She very much liked that aspect of him too,

“The Harunos hailed from China originally, but eventually set up business here, in Japan. What an odd mix the two of us make.” Her fingers brushed over her wedding ring. Something she hasn’t taken off since their marriage. Marriage was an important thing in her family. Something to take pride in. And Sakura did. She was proud of her husband and didn’t care what anyone said about him. Sakura was going to remain loyal to him until the end.

When they got there, Sakura waited for him to open the door for her. She carefully stepped out, pulling down her dress a bit to make sure nothing was exposed. Shisui certainly put her in an odd position ordering her to go without panties. Her expression also grew serious, now it was down to business. Well serious, and then absolutely pissed and offended when she was practically shoved to the side so a bunch of dumbasses could try to light her husband’s cigarette. Losing her temper for a moment, she grabbed the man that pushed her by the collar and yanked him up in the air, reminding everyone of how strong she was,

“Do you want to die?! Watch who you’re shoving!”

Sakura hissed at him before shoving him away from her. She was the daughter of a Don and the wife of a future one. Sakura deserves respect and she demanded it from people. With a huff, she brushed herself off like she got touched by trash. Not caring to listen to the men bicker, she walked off to examine the crime scene. It looked an awful lot like the bombing of her own family’s warehouses. She used her heels to kick around some rubble to find something, and she found exactly what she was looking for. The remains of a pipe bomb. 

Bending down carefully, she picked up the bomb and made her way back to Shisui, hearing just the end of the conversation. Sakura’s face scrunched up at his choice of words, “Lingua, caro marito.” (Language, dear husband.) She might as well make it known that she could understand Italian. Sakura knew multiple languages just for the sake of making deals with other countries easier. 

“I believe the people that attacked here are the same people that attacked my family’s warehouses. The experimental drug I was working on was taken… And now they’ve stolen weapons. This might be the actions of some small, no name gang trying to play with the big dogs. If they actually had good money and resources, they wouldn’t be using such childish things as pipe bombs to stage their attacks.”

Sakura showed off the crudely put together bomb. While Shisui’s family dealt with guns, Sakura’s family dealt with drugs and organ trafficking. Prior to getting married, Sakura had a hobby of making new drugs that might be useful for the future. She had a medical degree, might as well put the knowledge to use. That’s also what made her so dangerous. She had extensive knowledge of the human body, and knew where to hit and attack to cause the most damage. Sakura was also known for meddling with poisons too. She let out an irritated sigh before tossing the bomb towards a passing man, “Here, catch.” The man just barely caught it before she returned her focus back to Shisui and Kagumi.

“You should be relieved to know, if anyone takes the drug they stole from me, they will die a miserably slow death. I never got the chance to perfect it… I was kinda busy getting married.” It was rather odd that this all happened right before they got married and right after like it was well planned. Sakura gave Kagami a smile,

“Pleasure to see you again, Kagami. We haven’t spoken since the wedding. Wish it was under better circumstances.” She shrugged a bit, rather calm about the whole situation. This was just something you come to expect being a part of this.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

"That eager to stalk my every step aren't you? Are you afraid that someone else will take your place by my side?" He teased back, putting a cigarette between his lips to free his hand and touch her side while she was hugging him. "Be a good girl and take out the cups for coffee it's almost done" He motioned with his head toward the upper side of the shelve where his cups rested.

On the kitchen table he had made her sandwich in half bread, he was not thinking he just made it as if he would make it for himself. Will she be able to eat that all? While waiting for cups Shisui turns on the small TV he has there. The screen flares up to life just in time for the breaking news. There was that chick that always run news, her familiar squeaky voice...

"....The last night's explosion stunned people who live near the coast..." Shisui took the remote and hit the volume up.... "The two storage houses and one home were up in flames from the explosion. As it seems the explosion is not an accident the explosive device was planted in one car that was purpose-driven there, and the driver is dead as well. As it appears police identified storage houses as property of Uchiha Madara and a small house that also got destroyed as the property of Kizashi Haruno"

"So that is why Kagami got all pissy with me this morning. He was afraid that we were there. Was that a ploy I wonder my dear wife? To kill us? To weaken both clans, and rid them of their heirs."

Shisui sips his coffee still thinking fingers tapping restlessly against the wood of the table. If that is the truth then the third party is involved they have a new enemy. His fingers found peace in his pack of cigarettes taking one.

"We do as we planned. Eat Sakura then we go to your place pick some stuff of yours and move you here. We act normal so our enemy will think that we suspect nothing"

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He looked at her so amused that he almost dropped the cigarette from between his lips. “Did you just tell my old man to piss off?” Shisui took the cigarette between his fingers caressing her arm and body wrapped around him, to his side pressed so tight. He laughed loud and long head back, he could not help it, he laughed so wide open he was flashing every sparkling tooth in his damn head.

Her face was as if she almost said what is so fucking funny, cause trough that pink hair he could see one angry green, so pretty but so angry that it got awoken too soon. He pushes the smoke through his nose grinning. He could get used to having a wife like this. He would never think of getting tied in marriage before, but now he felt like it is the most natural thing to do if Sakura is the bride to be naturally. He would never agree to lose his freedom, but with her, he loses nothing. He only gains so much more.

“I will go and make us some coffee, and see if there is something left in the fridge for breakfast, if not I am ordering some pizza and beer, is that good enough for you angry pinkie?” He teases kissing her shoulder before he left the warmth of the bed. The rustling of the cloth told her that he was getting his shirt on and the metal clank of his belt that he got his pants on, buckle up bad boy. He now almost looked presentable, with a shirt tucked in and hair smoothed back.

Walking barefooted he catches on his feet the silky fabric of her torn-apart dress. Bending down he hooks the poor clothing over his finger smirking as he shows it to her. “Looks like you’ll be naked today my dear wife” He gave a low chuckle. Of course, he was not that cruel as her bra and panties were whole, he tossed those to her, and rummaging through the closet he finds her one of his shirts and one pair of old trousers.

“Try these I can’t fit in it anymore I used to wear them when I was a teen. I think the shirt will fit, but the trousers jut tighten it with a string that is in waist band”

He said leaving to make that coffee.

“Yes. And I’d do it again if he calls back. As my father in law, he should get used to me telling him to piss off.”

Especially in the mornings. Sakura was a terrible morning person. She never really fully woke up until mid afternoon, and really all she wanted to do was stay curled up against Shisui’s side. She has gotten more and more comfortable with the idea of him being her husband. Together they still kept their freedom, but also gained the love for each other. They could be as wild as they wanted, as long as they stayed faithful to each other. Both overly possessive of the other. The marks all over her neck and shoulders was more than enough proof Shisui wasn’t going to let her go.

Sakura let out a whine as Shisui untangled himself from her and got out of bed. She didn’t want to get up at all. She was still worn out from their very active night last night. She sat up once he tossed her underwear at her, “You know you’d hate it if I went into public naked.” She smirked at him. Though she was sure he wouldn’t complain if she did it when they were home alone, “That sounds like a wonderful breakfast, dear husband.” Especially coffee. 

She watched as he walked away, her attention turned to the clothes he gave her. Even if they were clothes from his teen years, they still looked huge on her small frame. She didn’t have a bra so she pulled on her panties, then the pants, tightening them as tight as they could go so they didn’t fall off her hips and then pulled on the shirt that fell off her shoulder a bit. Exposing her very marked up neck and shoulder. She combed her fingers through her hair, trying to make it look like less of a mess. She still looked pretty tired.

Sakura wandered out of the room to go meet Shisui in the kitchen. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, planting her cheek against his back, “Later can we go to my place and pick up some of my stuff, and some changes of clothes? My panties are still covered in your cum.” She whined softly,

“I want to start the process of moving in with you… I want to stay at your side.”

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

"Haven't you been told not to touch other people's tattoos?' He said leaning back into that gentle yet subtle and suggestive touch against his neck. Her fingers were warm and gentle, as they traced over his skin mapping the flower. "Imagine what would happen if I would trace your tattoo every inch of it"

"Of course from the bottom, I would wish it no other way. When you say with you does that mean we fight at the end or just women against women and men against men?" He clasped their fingers and confident as always went in, following her directions and looking around he wrote his name down. But before that, he wanted to watch her fight. The very idea made his blood boil.

She throws her fist and fight, her muscles cord, jaw clenches, and her hair flies as she dodges her opponent's assaults. Her footwork was excellent and that is the key infight, not how your arms work but your feet. As expected she won and he was next. He just discarded his shoes walking into the ring just in his socks...His fists he bandaged and his wrists too to prevent serious injury.

His opponent made a standard mistake that all Shisui;'s opponents make, he underestimated Shisui. Why? First Shisui was a broad-shouldered man who could tell that he is this fast and nimble, second he was still in his fucking suit, he looked more like businessman not a merciless fighter.

Fist clenches and once gentle fingers that held Sakura's small hand in his now clenched into a fist struck. Once, twice there was no third time men fell and blood bloomed out of his nose.

"Pathetic" Uchiha muttered

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“If your parents think that you will be a better woman if they marry you to me, boy they sure gave you to the wrong man. I drink, smoke, fight, and say wrong things. White fence, forget it, we live lives that cant compare t the regular home-work guy”

“I see you have a high tolerance for pain, that tattoo had to hurt.” He pulls his leather jacket revealing a tattoo of a Red spider lily. It was on the left side of his neck done as if it was growing out of his collar and twisting up to bloom right between his jaw and ear. The redness of the blooming flower looked like a bleeding wound against his pale skin and black curls

“That’s “Manjushage” known as red spider lily means “flower of the heavens”. The symbolism associated with red spider lilies is death due to the practice of planting them or placing them on gravesites for protection and as tributes to the dead. Red spider lilies represent final goodbyes, abandonment, and bad luck in the language of flowers. When I got it tattoed Kagami lost his last nerves with me. Saying that I and that flower do fit together perfectly”

Shisui laughed joyfully following her directions. “How fitting you are taking a spider lily to the cemetery.” He chuckled after turning left speeding downhill to the approaching building. He pulled over getting off the bike he added. “So as you can see you will have a very interoperate husband. Is there any chance that I too participate in fights?”

Since this was her invitation he let her go first, following, but the anticipation of a promising fight sang in his veins, violence is something he grow up with, once indulged in it it’s hard to stop, its like hunger it may go away for short time but it will never die completely.

Sakura’s entire face lit up hearing him list the things he was into. It was just her style. Maybe he wasn’t as stuck up and proper as the other Uchihas she met in the past. He sounded like he knew how to have fun.

“It did. It took months to complete but somehow I take comfort in the pain. I also have an axe on my right thigh.”

She looked in amazement at his own tattoo. Given it’s placement, it must have hurt quite a bit too. Her eyes followed the design down his neck. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching out and tracing the pattern a bit with her fingers, “It’s beautiful, and powerful. Seems to suit you well.” Especially the meaning.

Sakura actually enjoyed the ride there. Her body pressed on his back, her cheek resting on him as the wind blew her hair around. It was rare for her to be a passenger. She usually rode her bike by herself. But this felt fun. Shisui had an oddly calming scent to him. She could smell his cigarettes mixed with something she couldn’t place and yet she loved it. It felt like the scent of freedom, rather than a cage that she at first thought this wedding was going to be. She still wasn’t sure how she was going to explain to her friends that she was going to suddenly be a married woman soon. She was sure they were going to give him a hard time to make sure he was worthy of being with her. Ino was probably going to grill him the worst. She was Sakura’s childhood friend and had witnessed the ups and downs of her life. Ino was the only person outside the gang that knew about her life. 

Sakura brushed her fingers through her hair once they got there. Trying to fix the wild look the wind gave her, “You wish to fight? Hah, I like you already. You can, actually, but you’re going to have to start from the bottom and fight your way to the top with me.~ I’ve been undefeated for three years now.” 

She couldn’t help but brag just a little bit. Sakura reached out, taking one of his hands into her’s as she excitedly lead him into the old building. There was already a good number of people there. Some already drinking. There was a big ring at the center of the floor where the fights take place, “See that big guy over there? That’s Boris, he runs the fights, you can sign up there.” She pointed out a large man standing by the ring, “I need to get ready, can you handle signing up by yourself?” She asked, looking up at him.

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The slang I never lose was somehow familiar to him. At first, he did lose often, and men or Kagami's business partners would tease him. Saying 'Kagami why didn't you learn your pup to play better?' But in time he learned the unspoken rules of the game, if you can't win with your skill or wits, you need to be cunning you need to cheat. On his forefinger always rested a silver ring, similar to simple wedding rings men would have. But the purpose of this ring was something different, it was like a mirror while he deal cards he could see which cards went where.

"Maybe later we go after the world but for now we go and see who twisted our pants, lucky you, you have a dress on your naked ass" He teases, leaving a few bottoms of his white shirt open revealing his collar bone. He rubs some oil in his curls to calm them on the left side of his face, jacket over his back. A moment later they were in the car, going to the meeting spot, where he was summoned, by the clan leader, by his father, by Kagami. A rebelious son returns.

"Yes I am not pure blood my mother is Italian. She left my father because she could not stand these mafia wars any longer. Can't blame her" Shisui was out of the car holding the doors for her to come out. It looked as if the war broke out at the docks. It was obvious that there was some kind of explosion, but contained now. Few cops talking with Kagami, his lap dogs money will get you anywhere.

Shiasui took out a cigarette and just like that like magic, men and their subordinates pushed each other with extended arms, holding lighters to light Shisui's cig. "Fuck off all of you" He was annoyed all over again. That boyish face is completely gone, replaced with Aa mask of young future Don. Sakura is yet to meet and see the cruelty that lies in his heart. He shows no mercy, no second chance, in this world where he lives that is impossible.

"So they destroyed or more likely exposed two of our storages with weapons. You see, we sell weapons and explosive devices to anyone rich enough to pay. But the public eye sees a Charity company that helps develop and improve agriculture. Who helps farmers to produce. To put it simply it's a two-faced play from which we take income. Looks like we got competition or someone is rebelling against us"

After exchanging a few words with Kagami which were brief and fast they sounded angry, but all were spoken in Italian. That happened often when inraged Shisui would speak in his mother tongue. Which would only piss off Kagami even more

'Sei proprio come tua madre! (You are just like your mother!) Kagami would accuse, but Shisui would reply, yes he had a very nasty tongue.

"Almeno non sono diventato un fottuto frocio all'improvviso!" (At least I didn't suddenly become a fucking fagot!) Yes, he was not choosing his words. And they would argue God knows how long, but one of the men found a short message, directed at them. Death to Uchiha! Written in blood.

"We have scores upon scores of enemies, this isn't helping much"

"Us against the world... It suits us well." Sakura let out a laugh, "As if I haven't been a gambling club before. You'll be quite surprised to find out, I never lose.~" The person that taught her how to gamble on the other hand was terrible at it. Sakura learned what not to do from her. She shivered a bit at the sound of his growl, returning his kiss,

“Alright. Alright. No more panties. I’ll just have to get good at not exposing myself to people.”

Which was going to be hard given the fact that she often wore short dresses and skirts. With a small blush on her face, Sakura threw her panties away, before stripping and pulling on her red dress again. Looking in the mirror behind Shisui, she took note of all the love bites on her neck, something she really couldn’t cover up. His next comment made her eyes widen, and her face turn red. So he wanted children? She wasn’t going to complain about that at all.

“I hope she has your curly hair.” Sakura grinned, still a bit flustered, “Looks like we’re going to have to have a lot more sex for that to happen.~” She pressed against him from behind so she could place a kiss on Shisui’s cheek,

“No, you never told me but that explains how you got your cute curly hair.” Her rested on his shoulder as her fingers brushed through his pretty hair,

“So one of your parents was Japanese, what was the other one?”

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Women do tend to bind down men. He hated that. And when Kagami informed him that he will be getting married whether he liked it or not. Shisui was furious, outraged to even think about it. Why would he even want to meet that girl? If they are so desperate to unite the clans, Kagami can get married again. What a delightful plot twist she was. Now he can not keep his hands away.

"Back to back against the world. I like that. Lower lives will always betray anything and everything if that would gain them power status or just money. To prove my point after we deal with this mess. I will take you to the gambling club, so you can see it for yourself" His voice was even, with no hint of anger or outrage. He was calm as if he was simply telling something normal that happens daily. His coffee was long ago drenched down his throat. Taking that last sneaky kiss, he smirks into it, even letting out one feral growl.

"Get dressed without panties you obviously didn't need those. That piece of clothing is only getting in my way. Second, with me by your side your honor won't be soiled, no one would dare." He was dressing and speaking. That mask of a serious and unbothered mafia boss was back on. That mask only cracked now for her, she was allowed to see a simple lad, that he could be if things were different.

"I want a girl with your eyes." He smiled watching her reflection in the mirror, tying the tuxedo. Tuxedo was black matching the pants and shoes. The shirt underneath is dark blue and silk. And the last addition to all that was a dark tie with white patterns.

"Yes, we are taking my car that is down in the garage. You know, when I think about it." he was talking, more thinking out loud while she was getting ready. "Have I ever told you that I am a child of mixed blood? I am not 100% Japanise"

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Sakura let out a pleased sound as his lips brushed her skin. Kissing up her neck, and over her cheeks, forehead, and then lips. A kiss she promptly returned. Such acts of affection would seem so foreign to outsiders. Two members of the most powerful mafia families in the city and yet they were just casually having breakfast and sharing kisses with one another. Sakura was pleased their arranged marriage worked out. Neither of them felt trapped in the relationship, and she found herself smitten by this powerful man.

"Mm... You're right. That was much better. I could never turn down affections from my beloved husband.~" She reached up and brushed some of his curly hair away from those dark eyes she loved so much,

"You speak as if I haven't been raised in this life style. I am always ready for an attack and keep outsiders at arms length. Anyone could betray us at the right price but... At least we have each other's backs.~"

She stole another kiss from his lips before picking up her own coffee to finish off, "I am more than ready. I am looking forward to getting some clean panties after you have completely ruined the pair I'm wearing with your cum. Pfft, keep cumming in me like that, we're going to be expecting parents before you know it." She teased, rolling up the sleeves of the borrowed shirt she was wearing. Their families would certainly be thrilled by that. A child to bring together the two families.

As if the two could get any more powerful.

"Are we taking the car this time?"

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He looked at her so amused that he almost dropped the cigarette from between his lips. "Did you just tell my old man to piss off?" Shisui took the cigarette between his fingers caressing her arm and body wrapped around him, to his side pressed so tight. He laughed loud and long head back, he could not help it, he laughed so wide open he was flashing every sparkling tooth in his damn head.

Her face was as if she almost said what is so fucking funny, cause trough that pink hair he could see one angry green, so pretty but so angry that it got awoken too soon. He pushes the smoke through his nose grinning. He could get used to having a wife like this. He would never think of getting tied in marriage before, but now he felt like it is the most natural thing to do if Sakura is the bride to be naturally. He would never agree to lose his freedom, but with her, he loses nothing. He only gains so much more.

"I will go and make us some coffee, and see if there is something left in the fridge for breakfast, if not I am ordering some pizza and beer, is that good enough for you angry pinkie?" He teases kissing her shoulder before he left the warmth of the bed. The rustling of the cloth told her that he was getting his shirt on and the metal clank of his belt that he got his pants on, buckle up bad boy. He now almost looked presentable, with a shirt tucked in and hair smoothed back.

Walking barefooted he catches on his feet the silky fabric of her torn-apart dress. Bending down he hooks the poor clothing over his finger smirking as he shows it to her. "Looks like you'll be naked today my dear wife" He gave a low chuckle. Of course, he was not that cruel as her bra and panties were whole, he tossed those to her, and rummaging through the closet he finds her one of his shirts and one pair of old trousers.

"Try these I can't fit in it anymore I used to wear them when I was a teen. I think the shirt will fit, but the trousers jut tighten it with a string that is in waist band"

He said leaving to make that coffee.

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He leans down like bespelled to answer her demand, she called him hers. He believed her he wanted to be hers, so he dived on skilfully his lips parted hers and he dips his tongue into her sweet mouth. With a gasp, he broke the kiss, it was really hard to deny the body that whait wanted, –release–

“I can’t hold it, I can…” He was kissing, licking her collarbone. Her inner walls gripped him so tight. His body tensed he moaned out his pleasure against her skin. His brows furrowed just the moment before he came. He made a few more jerky pushes, but mostly he just pressed tight his hips against hers staying like that. Till his body gave in and he collapsed on top of her, rubbing his nose on the soft skin of her neck. “I should stop making love to you without protection, for we shall have kids before the actual marriage ceremony.”

Shisui’s arms were holding Sakura tight against his chest, he slipped out of her rolling away lifting and resting his back against the headboard, taking her in his arms.“I have one place in the middle of the town as well, so you can drop some of your stuff there too, I stay there when Kagami forces me into meetings.”

He caressed her till his fingers closed around her neck, thump pressing her jaw. “Keep in mind that once you accept union with me, I will not tolerate infidelity you are not allowed to be anyone else but mine. If I catch you spreading those thighs for others, I will end you where your stand.” The grip he had around her neck was not choking her or harming her it was more to have her attention while he spoke. Keeping all of Sakura just for himself. Yes, that is how much he is possessive. Uchiha yes the deeply loving creature…..yet, he was not just a next-door boyfriend he was a dangerous man that no one wanted to mess with or cross path with

The angelic or boyish soft innocent face is just a trap just an illusion till he puls his victim in. He was doing that for years till he got pulled by green eyes. He helped Sakura clean he changed their bedspreads and they were both fast asleep, facing each other. Shisui was for the first time satisfied and willing to keep his lover. Maybe it’s too bold to say that he found out what love is. Because this was not just sex, never before sex felt this good, never before he felt so connected to anyone. He was looking forward to waking up to see her face next to his.

He will regret the coming morning soon… the phone rang and awoke him, he felt heavy and groggy he could sleep the whole day, but the fucking phone rang

“Hello?” His voice was raspy as if he just smoked ten cigarettes before answering. On the other side was Kagami who else would be. Ma was so loud that Sakura probably could hear him. He was asking where they are and is Sakura was with him, he was frantic and very demanding, angry asking so many questions.

“Fuck” all that Shisui said taking cigarette after conversation

She was so very close too. Shisui was relentless. Slamming into her over and over. She was grateful it was just them, her cries and moans filled the room along with the creaking of the bed. Shisui was such a hard and passionate lover. It drove her crazy in the best ways. She gave in to him. Bucked her hips with his, as his lips continued to attack her neck. She swore there was no part of it left unmarked at this point.

“S-shisui!”

Sakura threw her head back, and cried out his name. Hitting her peak with him. Her insides clamped tightly around him as he thrust in deep, filling her womb with his seed and holding it there as she rode out her orgasm. She loved the feeling of his cum inside her. It felt like he was claiming her insides as well. She left bloody scratches along his shoulders, only releasing him when he collapsed on top of her. He once again left her trembling in pure bliss. Her arms wrapped around him, keeping him close to her body as she panted, “I-i don’t care… I want to have your children.” She didn’t want him to stop cumming in her. It felt too good to give up. She’d take the risks of getting pregnant before their wedding day.

She whined softly when he finally pulled out of her, his seed leaking out now that his cock wasn’t holding it in her. Sakura was pleased that he pulled her right back into his arms after he rolled over. She wanted to remain pressed up against him, “Wherever you are, I wish to be. I shall make them both my homes.”

Her pretty green eyes lifted up to meet his own when he gripped her neck. There was not a shred of fear in her eyes. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, “My heart and body belongs to you, Shisui… The rest of the world be damned. I don’t want anyone else ever touching me again. I only part my legs for you.” She didnt need a wedding to completely pledge her loyalty to him. She has never felt such deep love and longing for another person before. She wanted to possessively grasp that and keep it all to herself, “No one else is allowed to touch you either. I’ll kill anyone who tried to take you from me.” She couldn’t stand the idea of another girl laying at his side like she was now. This was her place. No one else could take it. She would burn down the whole world just for him.

Sakura was glad they took the time to clean up. She didn’t want to spend the rest of the night leaking his seed onto the clean sheets. She had to admit he was right. With how much he came in her each time, they were playing a dangerous game. She still didn’t mind having his children. She wanted a family but on her terms not her father’s. She could see herself being with Shisui for the rest of her life. Not because of the marriage but because somehow they found love in each other. She’s never felt this way about another person before. She wanted to clinge onto this feeling and keep it forever.

Sakura was more than happy to curl up and fall asleep in his arms. Knowing he would be right there with her in the morning. Except the morning came with a rude awakening by Shisui’s phone going off. Sakura groaned with objection when he rolled over to pick it up. How could Kagami be this loud and this annoying this early in the morning.

Sakura didn’t let the conversation drag on. She reached out, grabbed the phone from Shisui’s hand and did the talking for him, “It’s too early. I’m fine. Now kindly piss off.” She hung up the phone and dropped it onto the floor. She possessively wrapped an arm around Shisui again, nuzzling at his side as he lit up his morning cigarette,

“They should be happy we’re together… God, they’re so annoying.” Sakura grumbled against him.