#Hatake Yua

[skykashi]

Hatake Yua (Kakashi's mom) and her little family for @depressedhatakekakashi 🥰

and a close up on baby Kakashi because I love him 🥹❤️

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Jiraiya: so angry

Yua: *holding a sword to his neck* all i asked was for you to repeat what you said.

Tsunade: *loving this* ya, Jiraiya. Repeat it.

Jiraiya: i actually like my head attached to my body so, no. I don’t think i will.

[sinnbaddie]

Kakashi and Yua piece for @depressedhatakekakashi happy birthday 🙇‍♂️🥰

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Let me have it.

Mifune spoke with such calm confidence that Yua found baffling in this moment. Perhaps because for the first time in her life she couldn’t express that same confidence.

For once, she was afraid.

“I have a…” she wanted to say ‘problem’ , but that was too incomplete a word to explain her situation. “Perhaps it would be best if i explain who i’ve brought with me first.”

Her eyes shifted to Sakumo, and she couldn’t help but notice that Kakashi’s eyes were examining the room. Taking in every little detail he could see. It brought a small smile to her face in these confusing times, seeing that her son was still able to be curious even when their future was so very uncertain.

Returning her gaze to her friend, she straightened herself up and took in a calming breath. “Mifune, this is Hatake Sakumo,”she gestured towards Sakumo who offered a half smile as he held Kakashi close to his body. “He is- a shinobi. From the land of Fire.”

To leave it at that would be too little. It was her job, after all, to stop shinobi from entering their land. A job she took pride in.

Mifune needed to know exactly why she let this Shinobi in. He deserved to know.

“The boy in his arms,” she waved towards Kakashi. “Is Kakashi, m-“ her voice wavered for a moment before she gathered her emotions back under her control. “my son.”

Yua was, simply put, very desperate.

She couldn’t turn to her family in this instant because their reaction would be the exact same as the first time they met Sakumo. No, it would be worse because now there was a child in the mix. They would be furious and her attempts at finding help with them would only end in screaming and more hurt.

A hurt that she couldn’t live through again. Not when she’d already turned her back to her lover and her child once.

There was only one person she could turn to in this moment, which is why she found herself in Tatomi village staring at the door to her old friend’s home.

“Yua?” Sakumo spoke softly, well aware of his questionable position within the boarders of the Land of Iron. “Are you sure?”

She wasn’t. She couldn’t be sure of anything when she was willfully going against the beliefs she was taught to adhere to under all costs, all for the meager hope that her lover and child would be allowed to find a home her.

A home where she could finally be a part of their lives.

“I can trust him,” she answered with unwavering confidence. “If there’s anyone in this world I can trust, it’s Mifune.”

With that thought, she lifted a hand, knocked on the door, and waited with baited breath to see what. Her fate would be.

It was after dark. The days were short in the Land of Iron, but as the seasons crept closer to winter, they grew shorter and shorter. Thus when Mifune retired for his two week break in Tatomi Village, he anticipated calm times.

San had gone home. Mifune was not a difficult master to look after, being a military man, and she had earlier days than usual during his weeks off. She had a grandson to look after as well, and since Mifune only wished for her to look after the minimal cleaning and stocking of the kitchen, most time she only did once overs of the house before bidding Mifune a good day.

Mifune had been polishing his blade, beating the residual dust off, when he heard a knock at the door.

Did one of the neighbors come for a visit?

He opened it, looking out into the dark. The entryway was lit by a single lantern, and he was thoroughly surprised by who he saw in the doorway. He might have mistaken it for a social call.

But Yua had someone with her. A man, and a child.

Her expression spoke volumes. She said with her eyes what she didn't need to say out loud. I need your help. His surprise shifted to quick acceptance, and he nodded, standing aside. "Come in."

The sword would be left in his room. He instead led his old friend and her companions into the sitting room, refreshing the stove with firewood, before putting a kettle of water to boil. Once it steamed through the spout, he prepared genmaichia, full bodied and warm, and set it at the table. All of this was carried out in efficient, calm silence.

"Well." He sighed. "I suppose there's something you need my help with. Let me have it sempai."

[hatakefamily]

(from samuraiisms) (first time meeting) "...." Mifune felt very intimidated being paired with the toughest girl in the city for his first spar, and it showed, the young boy practically trembling too hard to hold a sword. He hoped the rumors were just silly stories-

It was hard for Yua not to notice her sparring partner shaking in his boots. The boy was a picture-perfect example of fear, and she couldn't help but think that his fear had something to do with her.

"You know," she held her training sword firm in front of her, eyes locked on the boy. "Sparing usually includes actually attempting to attack your opponent. I don't recall there being anything in our training about cowering in our boots at an adversary."

Her words were harsh, but she hoped that they spurred her classmate into action. Even just a short match would be better than simply standing there waiting for something to happen.

[hatakefamily]

"A noble thing to do," Yua agreed, settling into her chair a bit easier with Astra's words. "It seems as though the Shinobi villages have grown a lot over the years and taken over in many regards," a poor system for a land that requires more. Leaving so many who choose not to join the villages out as if they don't matter. "It was wise of you to seek out a new life, under any circumstances that were not cruel or dishonorable."

She could see why Mifune spoke so highly of Astra. In only a few minutes she had managed to change her opinion on the marriage she now had with Mifune. A difficult thing to do, given Yua's stubborn nature.

"What will you do now that you're here?" she asked, determined to learn more about the new comers. "You spoke of a village, but what purpose will you have once it is finished?"

hatakefamily​

the riot act. Yua chuckled at the thought of her sitting there reading Astra, let alone anyone, the riot act. As if she had any right to speak on matters of the heart or the home when she was still living with her family at times she was resting from her work.

“My job is not to determine for Mifune who is good enough for him,” she assured Astra. “In matters of the heart, or people in general, Mifune has always been more talented than me. More aware and capable of bending the way the wind pushed him.”

He accepted the responsibilities and expectations placed on his shoulders without question, while Yua would stand firm against them until she agreed with their importance. The person the land of Iron needed to lead them in the future was Mifune, and she knew that better than anyone.

Perhaps with someone such as Astra by his side, he would be able to make the changes he had always dreamed of. Their home would become the place of peace and prosperity he had always hoped for.

“Peace is not guaranteed here in the Land of Iron. there will still be our problems that we have to push back, and not everyone here has the same goals as you and Mifune, but…” It was difficult to admit after her hard stance against Mifune’s arranged marriage, but Yua was finding it rather easy to enjoy Astra’s company. “I believe, together, you and Mifune can reach those goals.”

“He is very kind,” Astra settled on, “And I worry that people may take advantage of him. I understand he is a samurai and he can defend himself but I can see how you’re so protective over him. And, with my family there are things that are shared–with our family ability. Like the meeting of eyes implies consent to reach in or share memories.”

For such a reticent family, they shared a lot with each other.

Why speak when it was more simple to just pass information along that way?

But on the other hand, they were information gatherers that were able to see manipulation through the other person’s eyes.

“I understand that–there will always be something. But–where we were–we were essentially being forced out. Rather than missions we took contracts. This was before my father died.. so a year and a half ago? He never told anyone that most of the contracts were drying up due to the fact that we vetoed the ones that were made in bad faith or were too gruesome or just plain inhumane.”

“Usually, we could barter on the contract, but with the shinobi villages–well, they’re willing to accept anything. No matter how cruel. There’s no honor in it.” And thus, Astra became a mercenary, working on her own. “I’ve spent the majority of the last year taking the contracts I had to. We–had a choice. Assimilate and fight forever or..” Come there.

“I think the only reason why we were easily accepted was because we’re considered nobility and I have credibility records spanning at least a hundred and fifty years.. I’m not expecting it to be easy, here. It’s going to be hard. But..”

But they would get through it. The alternative was worse. “I calculated the risk and I took it.”

[sannas-art]

Hatake Yua doodles ft young Yua

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Alabaster Blizzard

Words: 4,822

Pokemon AU: Snow

Characters: Hatake Yua (OC), Mifune, Hatake Kakashi

@alumort

Blizzards could begin without any warning.

All her life Yua had been warned of the risks of blizzards whipping up out of nowhere and blocking her path home. She’d listened to stories of children who’d gone missing and were never found again, listened to all of her father’s instructions on what to do if she ever found herself caught in a blizzard, and prepared.

As warden of the Alabaster Icelands, there was no one better prepared to deal with a blizzard if one happened. She and Mamoswine had gone searching through the bitterly cold winds and fought through blinding walls of snow that refused to vanish no matter how far they walked.

She’d dug fellow clan’s men out of the snow and bundled them up in blankets for the ride home without a second worry because she knew they would be safe.

She and Mamoswine would get them home safely no matter what challenges they had to face to do so. But even with all their skills they didn't always succeed.

There had been funerals held for those who’d been found too late, or who hadn’t been found at all. Still, they continued searching almost every blizzard and Chiyo had once told her with great pride that she had one of the highest success rates she’d ever seen. 

Yua would be lying if her own pride hadn’t swelled a little when she heard that, but she’d tried hard not to show it. Arrogance was a part of her personality but it was unnecessary to show it to others. 

After years of acting as warden alongside the Pearl clan’s warden, Mifune, she’d begun to think there was no challenge she couldn’t face, and it was at that moment when her confidence swelled a little too much that the world decided to challenge her.

“Kakashi,” her eyes scanned over the small room full of children. It was where the clan always went when there was a really bad blizzard. The perfect place to keep everyone safe, and yet no matter how much she looked she couldn’t spot her son anywhere.

He wasn’t huddled among the group of kids playing marbles, or hiding in the far right corner beside the bookcase reading.

He wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

“I don’t think I saw him come in,” Chiyo’s words pierced straight through her heart, knocking the wind right out of her lungs. “Yua-“

“What do you mean?” she demanded, struggling to keep her anger at bay. “He was playing with the other children. He was supposed to be in the village with everyone else. What could he have gone!?”

Chiyo opened her mouth to answer, but no words came. For once in her life she was speechless, and Yua was left with a terrible sinking feeling in her stomach. 

“Yua,” Ayame, her old childhood friend, stepped forward. “I’m sorry. I was watching Kakashi, but I turned my back for a second and when I looked back he was gone. Before I could even think of searching for him the Blizzard rolled in.”

“Gone?” her voice cracked, worry seeping into her words. “Gone where?”

“I’m not sure,” her friend looked away from her, ashamed to meet her eye. “I saw him and the other boys playing with an Elekid that had found its way into the village, but neither of them was there when I looked back.”

The sounds of the room faded into the background. All Yua could hear was the pounding of her heart in her ears. 

Kakashi was gone. He was missing during one of the worst blizzards of the year, and she wasn’t even out in the field ready to search for him.

“Yua!” A hand came down hard on her shoulder and yanked her out of her spiraling thoughts. “Go!”

There was no need for a second order. As soon as she heard the word leave Chiyo’s mouth she was gone.

The cold bitter wind slammed against her body, but she pushed through and dragged her way forward until she found her Mamoswine lying just outside the perimeter of the clan's little village.

“Mamoswine!” She called out, her voice oozing panic. Seeming to sense the trouble that abounded, Mamoswine waited just long enough for Yua to pull herself up onto her back and yank her scarf up over her mouth and nose before standing. “Out! To the field! We need to find Kakashi!” 

In all their years together Yua had never seen her partner move as quickly as she did today. Perhaps it was because Mamoswine could feel her fear in the way she clutched the fur on her back a little tighter than normal, or maybe she’d heard the panic that laced her words when she’d spoken.

Either way, Yua was thankful for her partner's quick actions at the moment. There wasn’t a single moment they could waste away in their search. 

The Alabaster Icelands were known all over the region for the wide variety of ice-type Pokemon that could be found there. Many members of the Pearl clan had expressed interest in exploring the islands to meet new Pokemon, but Mifune had always cautioned them to avoid the area.

As wonderful as the Pokemon were, the weather was deadly for anyone who was ill-prepared.

“You alright?” he called out to Bisharp as the wind cut through his jacket as if it wasn’t even there. 

A low, steely cry was the answer he received. Bisharp’s discomfort was evident in the way its voice tilted a bit lower than usual, but otherwise, it did nothing to show that it was incapable of moving forward. An impressive feat given they weren’t even supposed to be outside in this weather.

If it hadn’t been for the small Snover who’d gotten separated from its parents, the two of them would be safe in their cabin waiting out the blizzard. Mifune would have a nice warm cup of tea in hand, Bisharp would be perched beside its favorite window watching the blizzard whipping up snow just outside their cozy home, and everything would be good. 

Instead, they were stuck outside trudging their way through heaps of snow toward the nearest cave, building, or whatever cover they could find to keep themselves safe from the weather.

“Lord Avalugg must be loving this weather,” dragging his feet through the snow, he squinted when he saw something ahead of him. A small shadow that could easily be a Pokemon, but which didn’t seem to move with the same confidence as anything which was used to the harshness of the climate. “Bisharp!”

His partner surged forward, cutting through the wind as if it were little more than a branch that broke easily under the sharp slice of Bisharp's cold steel arms. Running after it, he grunted when the wind crashed against his chest and forced him to stop after only two short steps. 

Taking a moment, he focused on the feeling of the wind around him. When it died down, he stepped forward. If it picked up again, he stopped. It was a tedious task, but Mifune approached it with a calm head, just as Yua had taught him when he first arrived at the Icelands.

“Don’t try to move when the wind is against you,” she’d instructed while offering a hand to help him up off of the ground after he’s been knocked onto his butt. “Even if there is no blizzard, the wind here is unforgiving. Listen to it and move when it tells you to move.”

Finally, after pausing to allow the wind to push past him five more times, he reached his destination.

“Bisharp,” he called out, his Pokemon turning to him just as he stepped up to its side. “What is it we’ve fou- Oh!?”

Moving its body, Bisharp allowed Mifune to see the small figure that it was currently shielding from the wind. A young boy, no older than five if he had to guess, huddled up in a giant white coat with the diamond clan symbol on the chest and a tiny bundle of brown fur clutched against his chest. 

Thinking quick, he dug into his side pouch and retrieved the Celestica flute which he’d been gifted when he was given the position of Lord Avalugg’s warden. Pressing it against his mouth, he placed his fingers over the holes in the exact way Yua had shown him and blew.

The high pitched note rang out through the air, its beautiful sound dimmed by the howling of the blizzard winds but Mifune had no doubt it would reach its target. With that completed, he stuffed the flute back into his pouch and shrugged off his jacket. “Here,” he threw the jacket around the young child’s body and scooped them up into his arms. “We’ll get you home, I promise.”

Beside him, Bisharp straightened itself up and looked skyward as a familiar cry rang through the air.

“Lord Braviary is on the way,” he spoke softly, his arms tightening around the child as he waited for help to arrive. “We’ll get you somewhere safe.”

The wind crashed against his body, forcing him to take a step back so that he didn’t fall over. Just as it began to pick up, threatening to send Mifune and his new companion flying, a large mass swooped down in front of them and blocked the wind.

“Lord Braviary!” He called out, smiling when the bird tilted its head. “I apologize. I know I’m not supposed to call you unless it’s an emergency, but…well,” opening his arms, he watched as Lord Bravery leaned in to get a closer look at the child he was holding. “We need to get them somewhere safe!”

Not one to waste a moment, much like its warden, Braviary around and lowers itself just enough for Mifune to crawl onto its back. “Thank you!” He called out as he crawled onto the Pokemon’s back. “Bisharp!”

His partner answered with a low cry and began running ahead. Once Mifune had a good grip on Lord Braviary’s feathers, the Nobel Pokemon spread its wings and lifted off of the ground. Before flying into the sky, though, it swooped over Bisharp and grabbed it around its body using its giant claws. 

Although he expected some resistance from the wind, Mifune realized quickly that Lord Braviary was flying as smoothly as it always did. There was no resistance at all, as if it was flying with the wind, rather than against it. 

“Don’t try to move when the wind is against you.” Yua’s words repeated in his mind and Mifune couldn’t help but laugh at his own nievity. Where he’d assumed her words had come from her own wisdom, he now realized she had learned it from someone else just as he had.

Or rather, something else. 

The bitter cold was something Yua was used to.

Her bones had acclimatized to the constant winter weather when she was a child. Sometimes when Mifune or Sakumo commented on her lack of proper winter clothing she liked to joke about how her blood had turned to Ice when she was only fifteen years old. 

Yua lived and breathed winter. In all of her life she’d never once found herself complaining about the cold weather, until today.

Today, her bones ached.

Her fingers screamed in agony as the wind lashed against them, drying out the tender skin so much that she could feel it beginning to crack. If she didn’t get somewhere warm soon she was likely to parish.

“Mamoswine-” She tried to tighten her hold on her partner’s fur, but her fingers screamed in agony at the smallest movement. 

A loud screech tore through the air at that moment, and without a thought, Yua turned her gaze skyward. There, hovering high above her, just within sight, was a mere shadow of a Pokemon. It was a Pokemon that she knew, though. A Pokemon that she could recognize without ever having to lay eyes on it.

The Nobel Pokemon Braviary. The Pokemon which she had been tasked to care for since she was only thirteen years old.

“What…” Sitting up, she watched as the Nobel Pokemon swooped down in front of them just low enough for Mamoswine to see it easily and began turning to the left. “You…you found him…”

For the first time since she and Mamoswine had begun their search, Yua felt a spark of hope igniting in her soul. 

There was no explainable reason for why she felt that way. It could have been anyone that Lord Braverary had found, and it was simply leading her to them so that she could care for them until the Blizzard cleared up.

This wouldn’t be the first time the Nobel Pokemon led her to someone in need, but everyone else in the Pearl clan had been accounted for and other than Mifune there was no one outside of her clan in the Alabaster Icelands. 

Even Team Galactic researchers didn’t dare wander into the Icelands. As reckless as they could be, they didn’t dare go past the border between Cornet Highlands and Alabaster Icelands unless they were accompanied by someone from the Pearl clan, and even then it was rare.

That left only two options.

Lord Braviary had either found Kakashi in the snow fields and taken him somewhere safe before going to find her, or Mifune had injured himself and was in need of medical attention.

She hoped it was the first one, but either way, her aid was needed.

“Mamoswine, Follow Lord Braviary!” 

Doing as she was told, Mamoswine quickly turned herself to follow after the Nobel Pokemon, and finally, Yua felt the wind relenting. It was still cold and bitter, whipping all around her, but it no longer assaulted her head-on. 

“Right,” she snorted, recalling one of the first lessons she had learned from Lord Braviary when she was still young. “Never walk against the wind. How stupid of me.”

It was no wonder her hands ached. She’d focused so much of her attention on searching the snowy ground for any signs of her son that she’d forgotten to pay attention to where they were going, and instead of allowing Mamoswine to lead the way she’d tried to control the direction in which they headed.

Her fears had clouded her judgment, and even now when she’d realized her mistake she knew it would happen again. 

For anyone else, she would keep a clear head. The lessons she’d learned from the clan elders and Lord Braviary would lead her just as they always had and she would find whoever it was who needed her aid.

Kakashi was a different story, though.

Yua couldn’t keep a clear head when it was her son’s life in danger.

She couldn’t recall the lessons she’d committed to memory when all her mind would focus on was the crushing fear of losing her precious scarecrow. 

“Please…” she whispered, her eyes glued on Lord Braviary’s back as they made their way through the blizzard. “Please be alright.”

Children were usually rambunctious. They loved to run around, play, and make as much noise as possible. That was what Mifune had noticed whenever he found himself interacting with the Pearl clan.

Their children always seemed to have endless amounts of energy even when they were feeling under the weather.

“Here,” he held a granola bar out to the child and watched as he examined it. “I have not poisoned it, I promise.” Rather than taking the offering, though, the child simply pulled Mifune’s jacket tighter around himself and buried his face into the fur collar. “You are rather stubborn, aren’t you?” 

“Pree,” the little bundle of brown fur, Eevee, stood up from her spot and nudged her nose against her partner’s leg. “Pree!”

The plea was clear to Mifune even though he’d never interacted with the tiny Pokemon before. Eevee was begging her partner to take the offering. To eat something after the terrible experience they’d just gone through.

Even with his partner’s cries calling out to him, the boy continued to sit there with his face buried into Mifune’s jacket, staring up at the Warden with curious black eyes. A stare that reminded Mifune of a particular friend of his.

“So,” pulling the offering back, he settled into his spot. “What were you doing all the way out in the fields? Shouldn’t you have been in the village playing with the other children?”

Lifting his head, the boy lowered his eyes. “I was playing,” he whispered. “A Pokemon joined us. I started following it around and when I looked up again I was outside of the village.”

A stray Pokemon leading a child away from the village. It wasn’t unheard of, but usually when cases like that did occur the Pokemon stuck around long enough to either lead the child back to their village or the child would never be seen again.

In this case, the Pokemon seemed to have abandoned the boy.

“It got scared,” the boy continued. “When the snow started blowing and it became hard to see it ran away. I tried to run after it but I couldn’t keep up.”

“And then you were trapped,” Mifune sighed. “It was lucky for you that Bisharp and I were in the area. If we hadn’t found you-” Bisharp cried out, silencing the terrifying words that Mifune had almost spoken aloud.

“Lord Braviary would have,” the boy insisted with a passion he hadn’t shown at all before. “Mother is always telling me about how amazing it is. How it can fly through the harsh blizzard winds and find anyone it’s looking for.”

“Lord Braviary?” Mifune shook his head. It was true that the Nobel Pokemon was amazing, and without its aid, the two of them would have been forced to trek through the harsh blizzard wind searching for cover. Calling on his friends respected Nobel had been helpful in getting the young boy to safety, but it seemed that he’d been fed stories that painted an even better picture of the great Nobal than what was true. “Lord Braviary is fantastic, but-”

“No!” the boy snapped. “No buts. The only Pokemon better than Lord Braviary is Mother’s partner, Mamoswine!”

Mother’s Mamoswine.

Suddenly, a lot of things made sense.

The boy's cold attitude had seemed strange, but now Mifune was faced with memories of an equally cold teenage Yua who had tried her best to ignore him for the first month she’d known him.

Nothing on the boy's face looked at all like Yua, though with the lower part of his face hidden by a large green scarf, it was hard for Mifune to tell exactly what he looked like, but his personality seemed a picture-perfect copy of her.

“Kakashi?” A familiar voice called out, causing both boys to turn their attention toward the cave entrance where they were greeted by Yua’s towering figure standing in the center of the entrance with her partner Pokemon just behind her. “Oh, Kakashi-”

For the first time since he’d come to the Alabaster Iceland, Mifune found himself watching as Yua ran passed him without a single concern and scooped her child up into her arms. If he squinted he was certain he would see tears of relief falling from her eyes, but he refrained.

It would be rude of him to pay so much attention to detail when his friend was no doubt experiencing one of the most terrifying days of her life.

“Mom…”

“Shush,” she whispered as her arms tightened around the boy's body. 

Averting his eyes, Mifune stared out of the cave and watched as the snow blew by. A personal moment between mother and son was the last thing he wanted to infringe upon with his presence but there wasn’t much choice in the matter.

“How did you find us?” he heard the boy ask. 

“Lord Braviary,” Yua answered, her usual calm returning to her voice. “I’ve been searching for hours. Where did you run off to?”

“I-I’m not sure. I was following the Pokemon-”

“Elekid,” Mifune’s ears perked up when he heard fondness in Yua’s words. His eyes stayed focused on the blizzard outside, but it was impossible for him to block out the conversation happening right beside him, and if he was being honest with himself he didn’t want to. It was a nice change to hear such softness in his friend's voice. “You wanted to learn about it, didn’t you?”

“Yes…” 

“You-” pausing, Yua released a small, restrained breath. “You really are your father's son, Kakashi.”

“And yours.” Mifuhne winced when he realized the words he’d been thinking were spoken out loud, and in an instant, Yua’s attention turned away from the son she’d no doubt been worrying about since the start of the blizzard and focused on him.

“And me?” she asked, an amused expression greeting Mifune when he dared to look her way. “And what are you doing here? I thought A Dimond clan warden would be smart enough to get himself to safety before the blizzard hit?”

A jab. Playful with a hint of seriousness.

Her way of asking him a question she didn’t dare speak out loud.

Are you Injured?

“I was helping a lost Pokemon,” he explained, waving a hand over his body to show her that there were no injuries on him. “Bisharp and I got caught in the Blizzard, but we were lucky enough to find him,” he nodded toward the young boy who was still being held tightly in Yua’s arms. “Lord Braviary helped us to get here.”

“So you used it,” she smiled. “The note I taught you?”

“Well, Lord Avalugg would have been helpful as well, but it would have taken us longer to get to shelter.”

“Lord Avalugg still would have gotten you to safety,” she argued. “But- thank you. For finding him.”

Looking between the two of them, Mifune couldn’t help but smile. It was rare for him to get a glimpse into Yua’s life outside of her duties as a Warden. Her personal life was wrapped so tightly into herself, protected from the rest of the world, that he barely knew anything about her childhood or even the things she did when she wasn’t with Lord Braviary.

What he knew about her was her love for books, her incredible kindness, and her fascination with bringing her favorite tea everywhere with her so that she could have a cup wherever she was, which she always offered to share with him so long as he agreed to make it. 

“Mom?” the boy called out, his eyes focused solely on her. “He’s Diamond clan.”

Looking back at her son, Yua offered a kind, comforting smile. The type of smile she usually reserved for those moments when she’d offer Mifune a warm cup of Tea during a late night outside watching the stars, or for those fleeting moments when she’d tell him about the family he never got to meet.

At least, he’d never gotten to meet either of them until today.

“He is,” she confirmed. “But he’s special.”

Mifune covered his mouth, barely containing the laugh that threatened to escape his throat at his friend's words.

“Special?” the boy asked, his eyes darting over to Mifune and examining him for just a second before returning to his mother. “How?”

“Well, you see,” releasing her grip on her son she sat back and placed her right forefinger against her lips while a thoughtful expression settled onto her face. “It’s…an interesting situation.”

“Like you and dad?”

Both Mifune and Yua cringed at those words. “No,” she answered swiftly. “No, your father and I are a couple. As strange as some view our relationship, we’ve been together for years.”

“And, you two?”

“We’re friends,” Mifune answered when Yua failed to answer with her usual swiftness.

“Friends, yes,” Yua confirmed. “Mifune is a Warden, like me.”

The boy narrowed his eyes and seemed to think over the information he had received before opening his mouth to speak. “If he’s your friend, why haven’t I met him before?”

A better question had never been asked, In Mifune’s opinion.

“You…well…” glancing back his way, Yua sighed. “Neither of you are going to accept any answer I give, are you?”

“No,” they answered in unison, both of them looking at each other when they’d realized what they had done. 

“Of course not,” Shoulder’s sagging in defeat, Yua settled into her spot. “Well, we have some time before this Blizzard is finished. A perfect opportunity to fix that, don’t you think?”

Staring at each other, Mifune and the boy said nothing. Mifune because he had no idea where to even begin since he hadn’t even realized Yua had ever been with child, though now that he knew her mysterious disappearance six years ago made a lot more sense. 

“Let’s start with names,” Yua suggested with a cheerful smile. “Mifune, this is my son, Kakashi.”

Kakashi. Scarecrow.

Once before Mifune had heard his friend's lover’s name and joked about how it meant ‘crops’ and now he was faced with the terrible realization that his cool, romance-loving friend was a terrible jokester.

“Hello,” the boy, Kakashi, waved to him as his Eevee jumped up onto his lap. “Dad says you’re nicer than mom.”

Bringing a hand up over his mouth, Yua tried her best to hide that smile that stretched across her lips but failed spectacularly and simply shrugged her shoulders when Mifunhe raised an eyebrow. “Is he wrong?”

“You are nice,” He sighed. “But…given your rather cold approach to other people, I find it…difficult to argue. One question though.”

“How does he know about you when you haven’t met him?”

“That would be the question, yes.”

“Is it so hard to believe that I speak to my husband about my closest friend?”

All night Mifune had been cold. His fingers had ached under the relentless attack of the wind crashing against him, and even in the safety of the cave Lord Braviary had taken them to he still hadn’t managed to properly warm up without his jacket.

Those few, simple words from Yua instantly chased away the cold, though. His heart swelled with warmth and immediately spread throughout his body, easing his aches and removing all traces of cold from his body.

It was as if he had found a fire to sit himself down beside, except instead of flames to warm his body it was love.

The love of his friend telling one of the most important people in her life all about him, and him in turn relaying that information to their son. 

“Ridiculous,” pushing herself to her feet, Yua took a few short steps toward Mifune and leaned forward so that her face was now mere inches away from his. “You should know better.”

“You’re not exactly the most open person I’ve ever met,” he argued. “It seems only natural that you would keep that information to yourself.”

Reaching out her left hand, she extended two fingers and gently tapped them against the side of Mifune’s head. “Just because I don’t tell the whole world about my life, doesn’t mean I don’t talk about it,” she responded with a tender smile. “The whole world doesn’t need to know. Only my most precious people do.”

My most precious people.

A smile stretched across Mifune’s face as the words swirled around in his head.

Straightening herself up. Yua looked over at her son as he huddled back into Mifune’s coat. “Oh, and Mifune?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you,” she whispered, that same fond expression that she’d worn when she first entered the cave returning to her face. “For finding him. I don’t know what I would do-”

“Do you have tea?”

“What?” she looked back at him with confusion in her eyes. 

“Do you have tea?” he asked again. “You’re always carrying some in your pouch, right?”

“Well, yes. Of course.”

“Then we should make some,” he smiled. “And we can wait out the blizzard while you tell me all about your family.”

“Are you sure you want to hear those stories?” she asked. “There’s a lot of them.”

Jabbing a finger toward the cave entrance, he smiled. “And there’s a lot of time. Besides, who would pass up the opportunity to hear about ‘Crops’ and ‘scarecrows’?”

Yua threw her head back and laughed. A bright, carefree laugh that he knew would never be repeated in front of others. A special treat just for him and Kakashi when no one else could hear her. 

Throughout the years Mifune had experienced many blizzards in the Alibastar Icelands, but none were as memorable as this one. Regardless of whether the blizzard took an hour or an entire day to pass, Mifune could officially chalk this up to the best blizzard he’d ever experienced.

He only hoped that a blizzard wouldn’t be required for him to finally meet his old friend’s husband. 

[ao3feed-sasusaku]

by sannas_writing

Sometimes Kakashi thinks that despite his second chance he’s ruining things. That this second chance at life is just setting him up for even more failure down the road.

Then Sasuke taps his shoulder to ask him what’s wrong, and his intrusive thoughts are replaced with a feeling of happiness.

Words: 3523, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Naruto

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Sasuke, Hatake Sakumo, Hatake Yua, Uchiha Akane, Hatake Hikari, Haruno Sakura, Uzumaki Naruto, Ayame (Naruto), Uchiha Itachi, Nohara Rin, Uchiha Obito, Original Characters, androgynousclintbarton

Relationships: Hatake Kakashi & Uchiha Sasuke, Implied Ayame (Naruto)/Uchiha Itachi, Mentioned Haruno Sakura/Uchiha Sasuke

Additional Tags: Reincarnation, Family, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Hospitals, Car Accidents, Kakashi and Sasuke are family here, mentioned one-sided Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, look it just fit with things don't question it, androgynousclintbarton makes an appearance here, they said it was okay on their tumblr

[depressedkakashismut]

is yua a muse? if so, can I please ask if does any part of the BDSM?

Yua is a muse :)

Ohhh BDSM. I feel like she’d be into it a little.

Nothing extream but dom/sub, flogs, some of the toys you would find with that. She could get behind that. This is a woman who absolutely pegs her husband so i think she’d love to explore all of the things they could do together.

She won’t severely hurt her partner or herself because it could be detrimental to their work, but she will play as long as she can. Orgasm denial is particularly fun for her and if she could she would spend hours torturing her partner

In fact, she definitly had spent hours torturing her partner and you bet your ass if that partner is Tsunade Yua is getting pinned to a wall at some point

[hatakefamily]

"Senpai-" A young Mifune, still somewhat unsure of himself. "Do...do you think I'm doing well enough?"

"Why would you ask that?" Yua asked, concerned about her Kohai's doubts. "You're doing wonderfully, Mifune. I don't think I've ever met someone as confident with a blade as you."

Not one to provide blind, useless praise, Yua hoped her words sank in. There was no reason for Mifune to doubt himself in her eyes.

"At this rate...you may just surpass me," she gave him a smile, closing her eyes to enunciate her emotions. "But you'll have to work hard. I'm not going to be beaten easily."

[sannas-art]

Hatake Yua fending for herself just after she becomes a rogue shinobi

TMS au

[hatakefamily]

Kakashi blinked, turning his eyes towards his mother in a silent question.

“I think it would be best if we try striking a target while still holding the blade first,” Yua offered, sensing her son’s anxiety at seeing his precious Tanto being tossed around. “How about, oh,” she glanced Kakashi’s way. “Grab something to guard with.”

“Easy enough,” heading back into the house, Kakashi returned a moment later with some old arm guards he had worn when he was fresh out an Anbu. A gift he had gotten himself when he thought they would look good with his uniform and provide a necessary protection to his arms.

The arm guards did not look good with his new uniform, to his disappointment.

“There, you can take some anger out on sensei,” he joked, sliding the guards into place over his arms. “Just try not to break the tanto, or me.”

@hatakefamily sent from Things My Muse Doesn’t Want to Hear or Talk About:

[ DARE ] “i dare you to tell him,” Yua hovered behind her student with an innocent smile on her face. “Go on, he’ll reciprocate I have no doubt about it.”

Sakura straightens her back abruptly as soon as she hears Yua talking from behind. She gulps;  cringing just by the thought of the act she is about to do, “ B-But, Yua-san…there are a lot of people around.. “

Knowing her Sensei, she knows she will not hear the end of the teasing until she caves in. And so she sighs heavily, filling her lungs with some air before mustering the courage to do the dare. Sakura steps one shaky foot, followed by another. Her mind’s sole focus is to get this done and over with.

“ Lee-san! I like you! “ Sakura bows before Gai’s student, halting their training session as all members of Team Gai looks at her in bewilderment, “ My birthday is coming soon – would you be my date for that night? “

[depressedhatakekakashi]

After Sakumo’s death, Yua has a new tradition of spending the morning of her birthday visiting. Replacing the flower’s, cleaning the grave stone, and just chatting with the man she had loved so deeply.

Her afternoon is spent with Kakashi who can usually be found waiting for her beside the cemeteries entrance with a bouquet of tulip’s in hand and dinner reservations to the sushi shop for the two of them.

If Tsunade is in the village Yua will go for drinks with her after dinner

If Jiraiya is around, she’s guaranteed to get a visit from him with a pretty new notebook (which he always gets her because he knows by the time her birthday rolls around she’ll have filled the last one with all sorts of short stories and poems)

[narutoaus]

Avatar AU Masterlist- Characters

Benders

Fire Benders

Kakashi Hatake (Avatar)

Itachi Uchiha

Shisui Uchiha (Kakashi’s firebending Sensei)

Sasuke Uchiha

Obito Uchiha

Danzo (Fire Lord)

All the other Uchiha (cuz fire is legit their thing in Naruto)

Yua (Kakashi’s mother)

Water Benders

Rin Nohara

Kurenai (Kakashi’s waterbending Sensei)

Sakura Haruno

Choji

Shikamaru Nara

Shikaku Nara

Earth Benders

Maito Gai (Kakashi’s Earth bending Sensei)

Maito Dai

Onoki (King)

Kurotsuchi (future Queen)

Kushina Uzumaki

Sakumo Hatake

Tenten

Ino Yamanaka

Inoichi Yamanaka

Tenzo

Air Benders

Asuma Saratobi (Kakashi’s Air bending Sensei)

Konohamaru Saratobi

Hiruzen Saratobi

Minato Namakazi

Naruto Uzumaki

Neji Hyuga

Hinata Hyuga

Hinabi Hyuga

Hiashi Hyuga

Non Benders

Anko (Poison user)

Genma (Weapons user)

Ebisu

Rock Lee 

Kiba Inuzuka

Shino

Specialized Benders

Hatake Kakashi (Avatar): Electric Bending, healing, energy bending.

Nara Clan- Blood Benders

Akimichi Clan: Healers

Akimichi Choji: Blood Bender (Uses his blood bending for healing purposes)

Nara Shikamaru: Healer (Learns to use healing for interegation puposes to fit with his family style better)

Kurenai- Healer

Haruno Sakura- Healer

Nohara Rin: Blood Bender

Uchiha Sasuke: Electric Bending

Tenzo Yamato: Metal Bending

Hatake Sakumo: Lava Bending

Maito Dai: Seismic Sensing

Yamanaka Ino: Seismic Sensing and Metal Bending

[depressedkakashismut]

Somebody asked how to make Sakumo feel appreciated in bed, but how about Yua? What makes her feel appreciated?

Tell her.

Yua appreciates feedback so hearing her partner moaning and telling her how good she makes them feel is exactly how to make her feet appreciated.

Another good way is to touch her skin. Not necessarily in the sexy way, but just having her partners hand there tracing over her skin. Exploring her body with their fingers. It sends tingles down her back that she can’t get enough of. If she could lay there all day feeling those hands on her skin she would.

And just riding her. Letting her slip on that strap and fuck them senseless. Allowing her to enjoy the show of them riding her strap-on, enjoying every inch she has to give her. Nothing makes her feel more appreciated than seeing just how much they want her to fuck them,