#Ino has a bun

[b0nten]

THE TASTE OF LOVE IS ON MY GUMS (I WANT TO DRINK YOUR TEARS AS MOUTHWASH)

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ suguru decides winter is your season, after all.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ this man has me tweaking so goddamn hard. you have no idea. lmao. suguru didn’t go crazy au, i used they/them pronouns for kirara. also y’all should lowkey listen to margaret by lana while reading this

“five minutes, everyone!” satoru’s voice echoes through the dimly-lit room, and you hear some people squeak and cheer.

your eyes flicker briefly to suguru, who’s standing right next to his best friend, and he catches you, eyes crinkling and a cherry blush on his face, probably thanks to the beer he drank as competition with the strongest sorcerer. satoru’s hand drapes around his neck, and he whispers something to him, enough for you not to hear from across the room, where you’re smoking your cigarette with shoko. you do, however, see the small punch your boyfriend gives the man, and chuckle, amused.

“mom, dad, let’s go!” the twins yell in unison, splitting, dragging you and suguru out by your arms, where everybody is.

yuta laughs as you’re pulled by him, almost stumbling over, and megumi and yuuji do too. nobara stands outside, waving her arms around in the air, next to maki, toge and panda, who’re doing just the same, firecrackers and fireworks in their hands.

the school is crowded, this year everyone — including the kyoto students and utahime — joined for new year’s. as you’re dragged outside, nanako’s grip slips from your arm, and her and mimiko leave you and suguru behind, opting to jump on the third years’ backs, and hakari and kirara abide without a word.

“i blame satoru for giving them so much energy.” suguru jokes and wraps an arm around your shoulders, beginning to walk forward. you laugh at him, because you think the same.

slowly, everyone gathers outside: shoko’s lighting another cigarette, nanami is fixing his tie while ino just stands next to him, freezing, after insisting his sheisty is enough to keep him warm, gojo’s pestering utahime and yuki is trying to calm choso after todo slipped a joke about itadori being his brother again. kusakabe’s exasperated as he sees panda and toge fool around with the soon-to-be explosions. yuta and maki are laughing, and nobara and the boys gathered next to nanako, mimiko and the third years.

miwa and kokichi stand somewhere, hand in hand, and momo gushes over them as kamo only sighs, and mai is absolutely resisting the urge to tease them. akari, like the big sister she is, is scolding arata for drinking beer, and ijichi, as always, is trying to calm her down.

suguru walks with you, a bit out front, holding you close. he thinks he couldn’t have had it any better — thank the heavens you were by his side through everything — when he looks at you like this, his heart swells with anticipation. you’re 27 and he is too. in a month, 28 will hit him in the guts. still, he can’t wait.

“two minutes!” yuuji exclaims, and everybody starts to gather closer together, you and the boy with plum blossoms in his eyes the only ones outside of the small brownian motion happening behind. the pink-haired first-year tries to run forward, but megumi, hakari and yuta grip him by his hood.

“don’t, just wait.” they all say in unison, and nanako, mimiko, tsumiki, nobara and maki exchange looks, brows quirked up. the twins slide from their senpais’ backs back down, and move closer to the rest of the group.

everyone’s together.

everyone’s happy.

the moments fly by easily. fireworks start to bloom in the sky. the temples of the school are covered in snow, but the ground has been cleared, thanks to the amazing boys who made your high school years feel like nothing short of the worlds longest rollercoaster.

“five!” noritoshi finally yells.

you looks at suguru with a loving look in your eyes. his bun’s a bit disheveled, but you don’t mind.

“four!” yuki says next.

a particularly beautiful explosion catches your attention, and the boy lets you slip from his hold to step forward.

“three!” todo announces.

suguru’s heart is about to burst, he looks at his two best friends: wide grins on their shameless faces.

his hand travels to his pocket, and he slides something out. music’s blaring in the background from the empty room from inside, but he can only hear the echo of his heartbeat in his ears.

“two!” the kyoto girls yell excitedly.

you’re still with your back to him. he gets down on his knee.

throughout the heavens and the earth, please, god, let him be the honored one.

“one!” the tokyo kids yell.

everybody gasps, and pyrotechnics burn in the sky.

the twins are crying in the background, silently — their mom and dad are getting married — and megumi holds mimiko so close he thinks the air might leave her lungs. tsumiki’s looking at you two with the sweetest smile. toge’s arm is slung tightly around nanako’s shoulder.

“mentaiko.”

“choke.” nanako says back with a small laugh, and the blond flicks her forehead.

panda pats her head, and lets out an amused chuckle.

kirara can’t believe what they’re seeing. they side-eye kinji, who just stands there looking smug, and next to him, yuta smiles, and thinks he might let rika out to see this too, because after all, she somehow liked you from the beginning.

yuki pats choso’s shoulder, the poor cursed womb is crying. nanami looks at his favorite senior, and shoko tries to blink back tears, but utahime knows better, so she hugs her. satoru’s tears are burning through his sclera, but his glasses are good enough to hide them.

you turn around, right when the clock strikes midnight. a big smile is on your face, and then your hands cover your mouth in shock and disbelief and everything that feels like the shoujo mangas suguru laughed at you for liking.

“suguru?” you sniffle, and feel a tear fall from your eye unexpectedly.

he matches you, and one falls on his face too. it drags down on his right side, contouring his chiseled face. when it reaches the jawline, it falls.

“i love you, sweetheart.”

his throat almost constricts, his spine is tingling, another ten tears fall from his eyes as you nod, your own washing down your cheeks. another ten years is all he wants with you, and many more if that’s not too much to ask for.

“marry me, y/n.” his words are heavy, full of love, they peel you open, and lick your soul.

“yes.”

another sniffle, and he gets up, and lifts you up in his embrace. he kisses you like he wasn’t by your side for the last decade.

shibuya in winter doesn’t compare to this.

everyone’s cheering in the background, and panda lights his fireworks too. now you hear mimiko’s and nanako’s happy cries, and kirara’s bowling their eyes out next to kinji — you truly babied them too much, but you’ll still never admit — and megumi and tsumiki look at each other tenderly, boy’s head rested over your daughter’s. two of the people that raised them are now in front of them, and it’s not as if they didn’t know you loved each other, they just can’t believe they were allowed to see this moment.

yuuji and nobara are holding onto each other for dear life as they’re whimpering, and maki and mai shoot each other a happy look. kamo’s eyes dart open, and miwa’s muffling her sobs, her boyfriend right besides her, pinching her cheeks. momo feels her heart clench with so much happiness, and looks to the side, seeing utahime get all teary-eyed. todo’s clutching his necklace.

“finally…” satoru sighs, and nanami punches his shoulder, a ghost of a tear disappearing on the back of his hand.

suguru’s arm hooks under the back of your knees, and he turns around, with you in his hold, bridal style. teenage smiles on your faces: your hand is stretched out front, pink morganite and aquamarine shining in the moonlight.

“happy new year, everyone!” your fiancé cheers, and throws you in the air, above. a flash — shoko’s ancient polariod camera, and everyone comes rushing forward.

[catinasink]

this is so bad im sorry in advance

i tie my mid length undercut hair into a messy bun, and slip on my red converse. my green orbs slid towards my laptop and i opened tumblr with my little hands. i was a tumblr girl, after all. i opened the one direction tag and scrolled through it, so many stupid fanfics of girls getting sold to them. my horrible mom shouted at me from downstairs and i turned down my sad indie girl playlist to lisen to her screech: y/n! come downstaris, you piece of shit! i'm selling you.

i gulped. selling me? i knew her drinking problem was bad, but the idea that she'd sell me.... oh well. maybe i'd be happier somewhere else. maybe. i walk sownstairs as quick as i can, my dainty frame moving swiftly, carrying my favourite fanfics in paperback version.

i walked into the porch to see a car. a car conaining the three members of boygenius? a band my friend was obsessed with, though she's shut herself away recently due to her intense unrequited crush on a girl she'd has 3 conversations with. i rolled my eyes. i recognised phoebe bridgers, but the others? not so much. i only liseded to REALLY underground indie music.

the shorter one turned to me and smiled. hey. i'm jb. nice to meet you. i smiled at her. and your name is? oh, y/n. sorry. i could feel myself getting flustered. i looked past her into the car. oh, that's luce. she's my.... partner. in crime? i joked. oh, you listen to her music? no? jb looked confused. she decided not to say anything. i looked back at lucy in the car. can i sit in the passanger seat? sure.

i looked at lucy's platform heel press into the accelerator, i wished it was me in that moment. i blinked. was i.... gay now? i shook my head a little. i wasn't... gay. i liked men! i knew that. maybe i was bicurious?

we drove away to the BG mansion where they kept the other girls. jb put her tattooed hand on my thigh as we drove. what does.. why does it say hard work on your hands? what are your hands working so hard doing? and why is there a tooth on your wrist. are you one of those lesbians that are ino vampires?

she laughed at me. i was taken aback at her blunt reply. maybe i am. none of your busuness, unless you want it to be. ok. i said. be like that. jeez.

i looked back at phoebe, whose bleached blonde hair blew in the wind, making her look like a loser member of a boyband from the 2000s. i was.... kinda into it. i wanted to slap myself in the face. this could not be happening. what a crazy day; sold to a band only to have a gay awakening? they never do this in the oned fanfics, i grumbled.

she glared at me." i can;t believe i'm going to look after her while you two just flirt with everyone. i'm meant to be the one that does that. " i looked at her in surprise. she would be looking after me? i tried to stop glancing down at her shirt, which she was wearing without a bra. why were girls suddenly so much prettier? i tried to shake myself out of it, but when i tried to remember an attractive man, i found myself empty handed. wait. i had a boyfriend. what was his name? i know it started with a j....

i give up trying to remember. i'm leaving anyway. so, will anyone else be there? at the mansion, i mean. i don;t wanna get lonely!!

help???

[randomprose]

rose vines

notes: for the sake of this fic, Sasuke agreed to have the same arm prosthesis as Naruto. I’m assuming it’s a prosthesis. I’m not updated with the new manga/anime.

“How come you don’t know how to braid hair?” Sasuke asks as he starts to gather Sakura’s hair in sections.

In the summer of the fifth year after the war, Sasuke decided to come back to Konoha for a brief pitstop before continuing on his journey. Sakura’s hair had gotten long since he last saw her and when he mentioned it Sakura said she hadn’t had the time for a haircut because of how busy she was. Besides, she figured she’d let it grow long again. She kinda missed the days when she had it cascading down her back and wanted to see how she’d look with it now that she’s grown and her face has matured. Sasuke had commented she looked good no matter her hair length which earned him a smile and a good-natured elbow nudge.

It does however interfere with her work sometimes so she opts to put it up in a ponytail or a bun, but it annoys her that she has to retie her hair up every time it gets messed up with how much she’s moving. Sasuke suggested she braid it, to which Sakura said she didn’t know how to, and so Sasuke offered to do it for her. 

So here they are after a light lunch together in her office, Sasuke standing behind Sakura getting a start on braiding her waist-length hair while she sits still on her office chair reading some medical scroll. Naruto had left as soon as he was done scarfing his meal for a meeting with Kakashi as his successor so now it’s just the two of them.

“I do so know how to braid hair,” Sakura says in defense. “I do it for the kids in pediatrics all the time when I’m free. I just don’t know how to braid mine.”

“Okay, let me rephrase that then,” Sasuke says as his fingers continue to wind Sakura’s hair one section over the other deftly. He’s gotten used to using his prosthesis and has had it adjusted to just the right way that neither his hand nor fingers freeze up. “How come you don’t know how to braid your hair? I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you with it tied in a braid when we were kids.”

"Oh, well. That’s—oh, sorry,” Sakura apologizes, holding her head steady when Sasuke grunts in annoyance after she tries to turn to him. “Ino always used to do it for me. When we fought and had a falling out, I just let it run freely."

"Why did you fight in the first place?" 

"Because of you."

“What?” Sasuke’s fingers pause for a second before continuing. “Me? Why?”

"I dunno,” Sakura shrugs. “I was young and stupid. I didn't know any better that you shouldn't break off a friendship over a stupid boy,” she sighs, resigned to the judgment she’ll get. Hell, even she judged herself when she grew up and finally knew better. “I know, I know. I'm trash. Say it."

“Not like I have a leg to stand on if our adolescent years have anything to say about that,” Sasuke replies diplomatically which got Sakura giggling. It’s nice that they could joke about that time of their lives now.

“Yeah, well. There you have it. All that fight over a stupid boy.”

"I'm the stupid boy," Sasuke ventures to guess as he finishes the braid and ties it with the elastic Sakura had handed him earlier. “There. Done.”

"Of course, you're the stupid boy,” Sakura confirms in a tone that says she can’t believe he even had to ask. She whirls around to face Sasuke, the fishtail braid whipping in the air at the force of her turn. “You've always been the stupid boy. You will always be the stupid boy."

"I think you're confusing me with Naruto."

Sakura flicks his bandaged prosthetic hand. "You know what I mean."

"Hn."

"Well, we made up later on and we’re still best friends now, and anyway, you know,” Sakura says, inspecting Sasuke’s handiwork before smiling up at him. “I think the stupid boy was still worth it anyway."

Sasuke raises a hand and pokes her on the forehead, smiling when Sakura scowled and lightly swats his hand away, his gaze ever fond.

[redskull199987]

Under the Influence

Shikamaru Nara x gn!reader

Word count:0.9k

Warnings:making out, teasing

Summary: Shikamaru returned from his mission and seemed a little bit down, so you try to find him and cheering him up...

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My thoughts were racing. Shikamaru had just returned from his latest mission. I heard that it went semi-well, but everyone came home alive. But still, no one had seen Shikamaru since then. It was like he vanished and I was really starting to get concerned, so I decided to check his "special place", as he liked to call it.

It was a roof from where he could watch the clouds over the City, away from everything.

I was slightly panting after making my way up the stairs. I quietly stepped onto the roof and I spotted Shikamaru laying on his back, a few meters away from me.

"There you are", I mumbled and put my hands on my hips, intensely watching Shikamaru.

He however, only looked at me for a second before granting me a huff.

I sat down next to him and looked up at the clouds. It was a windy day, so they were moving fast.

"What do you want?", Shikamaru suddenly asked and sat up next to me.

I looked at him perplexed:"Nobody has seen you lately, I just wanted to know if you're fine."

He huffed again:"Fine is relative"

I sighed and nudged his shoulder:"What happened?"

Shikamaru looked down and closed his eyes for a second, before leaning his head against my shoulder. I felt how my heart startet racing at the close contact, but I forced myself to remain calm. I slowly raised my hand to brush through his hair.

"I almost lost a teammate...again. And I am starting to think, that maybe I am not a good Shinobi. If I keep getting people hurt, maybe I shouldn't be here."

I looked at Shikamaru shocked. How could he think that?

"Shika...",I mumbled and grabbed his hand, "Don't you dare saying that again! You're such a smart man, probably the smartest of us all. And you're a great Shinobi, there is no denying in that. I know that you think it's your fault that others got hurt, but you did your job, you protected them. You brought them back home!"

I smiled at him and carefully layed my fingers under his chin, making him look at me:" And for me, that makes you the greatest Shinobi of all."

I watched as a grin formed on Shikamaru's lips:" Really? I am your greatest? "

I felt heat rising to my cheeks, as he grabbed my hand, still laying on his cheek and pulled me closer.

"Am I, hm?", he mumbled, his face inches away from mine.

"Shika...",I wined, overwhelmed by his reaction.

"Come on, tell me", he teased, his lips next to my ear.

I sighed:"Fine, you win."

I watched him grin as he got closer and closer:"Oh Y/N, You don't know what you did to me."

I gasped at his words, before he pressed his lips against mine. My eyes closed and after overcoming the initial shock , I immediately responded. Shikamaru sighed against my lips and I felt him carefully pull me into his lap, his hands encircling behind my back.

As my hands closed around his neck, I watched as a moan escape Shikamaru's mouth and he pulled me even closer. His lips landed in my neck, working his way down. My head fell on his shoulder, as he found my sweetspot.

"Shika...",I mumbled.

"What is it, love?", Shikamaru asked, raising his hand to push away the hair that had escaped my bun, "Use your words."

He was watching me intensely, studying how I reacted to his actions, to his hands making their way under my uniform, touching every piece of exposed skin that he could find.

"I-I-...", I stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence. My cheeks reddened, as I thought about how this little of touching already got me aroused.

"SHIKAMARU!? Y/N!?"

My face got even redder, as Shikamaru and I got off of each other as fast as possible, as Ino suddenly entered the roof. Choji arrived a few seconds after her, panting and leaning on his knees.

"What are you two doing?", Ino smirked and crossed her arms. She inspected our disshelved clothes and red faces.

"That's none of your concern.",Shikamaru sighed. An annoyed expression on his face.

"Whatever", Ino mumbled.

"Were glad, that we finally found you.",Choji now said, having recovered from running up the stairs.

"You were looking for us?", I asked.

"Uh yeah. We haven't seen you in a while.", Ino explained, rolling her eyes in fake annoyance.

"You found us now. And we're fine, so thank you.",Shikamaru said and got up. He granted Ino and Choji a lazy smile before turning back around to me.

" Bring it over to my place?", he asked.

I felt how my cheeks reddened again, as he held out his hand to me.

I sheepishly took it and he pulled me up against his chest. I looked down in embarrassment, as we walked past Choji and Ino.

"See you guys later", Shikamaru yelled, as the two of them looked after us perplexed.

Before we left, I could hear Ino whispering something to Choji.

"You owe me money, I knew they would end up together"

[lavender-long-stories]

✿ Monday Sneak Peaks ✿

For those who didn't hear, I have locked my stories to registered AO3 users because of the two major bot/AI scrapper issues that have happened in the last week. More on that here.

The Best Revenge Chapter 26 ShikaHina ✿ Ongoing

Ino giggled and rubbed his back. “He’s mad because he realized he wasn’t invited to you and Shikamaru’s wedding.” “Oh…” Hinata leaned onto the counter to make herself smaller. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t have a wedding.” “Which I am still upset about.” Ino pointed a finger at her. Hinata made a face. She was not helping the situation but validating his upset. “Can we have a wedding then?” Inojin wondered.

Better Late Chapter 7 SasuHina ✿ Ongoing

Hinata focused back on her lunch, picking at it bashfully as the table filled with conversations with her other hand folded in her lap. He reached over and touched his fingers to hers. She jumped, curling her hand into a fist as her eyes bolted down and right back up to avoid drawing attention to what he was doing.  Hinata uncurled her fingers and reclosed them on just his fingertips, which was honestly much cuter than her holding his hand. She shoved a bigger bite in her mouth, and her eyes gestured down, telling him to eat his own lunch. Sasuke grinned and performatively put a bite in his mouth for her. She looked away as she chewed.

Lighthouse Chapter 11 KisaHina ✿ Ongoing

Itachi folded his arms on the table. “Kisame talks about you a lot, actually.” Hinata tilted her head to ask what he meant. “He stops by some mornings to ask if I can come by for lunch.” He gestured his hand at her bun. “Or to ask how you were healing and if I am going to check on you soon. Then, sometimes, he just stops in to tell me what you’ve discovered and what you found interesting, or he discusses his plans on where he plans on taking you next. He never really has a full conversation anymore without mentioning you.” Hinata's chewing slowed, and her face started to color as she realized what he was implying.

A Kiss Between Strangers Chapter 18 GaaHina ✿ Ongoing

“Gaara?” Kiba wondered. “Bit weird. I would hate to say creepy, but I think he has that vibe because his default face is a death stare. Hinata hasn’t complained about anything, and he spent all his time studying with her and making her food.” That was a quick way to her heart. “I don’t think there is anything to be worried about Hinata is the one who keeps kissing him.” “I heard that.” Hinata barked from a distance.

Riding Hearts Chapter 21 Akatsuki x Hinata ✿ Ongoing

The officer turned his head back to the white-haired man and the girl who was calming him down and took a double take.  Wait, was that the girl who that guy kept coming in to report missing? Pulling out his phone, he scrolled through it to look for a picture.

All Stories ✿ Completed Stories ✿ One Shots

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[littlechinesedoll]

Like a Prayer - Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruko fic

Like a Prayer Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/46367686.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Fandom:Naruto

Relationship: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruko, Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka, Uchiha Fugaku/Uchiha Mikoto, Haruno Sakura/Uchiha Sasuke

Character: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Uzumaki Naruko, Umino Iruka, Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Mikoto, Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Itachi, Haruno Sakura, Yamanaka Ino

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Japanese High School, Bullying, Haruno Sakura Bashing, Haruno Sakura Being An Asshole, Good Parent Uchiha Fugaku, Angst, Love Confessions, Female Uzumaki Naruto, kakairu adopts naruko

Summary

   Naruko has long hair. Down to her waist. It used to be a messy boyish pixie cut when she started to grow it as a prayer, when one day during a day out hanging with him, Sasuke made an offhanded comment about how a woman with their back turned to them, had such beautiful long hair.

   She cuts it all off a week before graduation, when she saw a girl in their year with pink hair half as long as hers, latch onto Sasuke’s arm, and Sasuke didn’t push her off like he usually did with other girls.

Notes

   This was inspired by: https://twitter.com/pukun_p/status/1643638533276459009

See the end of the work for more notes

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“What did you do to your hair!” Sasuke demands when he sees Naruko with a blunt bob down to the curve where her neck met her shoulders, and textured bangs. By her ear, that enamel fishcake pin Sasuke got when he went past an accessories store and thought of her. She’s never taken it off since Sasuke got it for her.

Sasuke hasn’t seen her in a week. They’ve been together every day since they were five (unless their parents had to take them somewhere), hand in hand and cheek to cheek when they were children, and shoulder to shoulder as they grew up, and this is the first time in their lives that Sasuke hasn’t heard from Naruko for a week. No note, no call, no text, no nothing, when she can never stop messaging Sasuke all kinds of random things.

Then she shows up on the last day of school, having cut all her hair off. Sasuke wonders what’s going on inside her head—what would prompt this drastic change? Sure, she looks great in this new haircut, but what was the point of growing it that long, and dragging Sasuke to her shopping trips looking for products to make sure her hair stayed soft, shiny, and volumized, only to just cut it all off?

Was it just… an impulse decision?

It’s graduation day. Sasuke would love nothing but to ask Naruko and her parents to join him and his parents to lunch out to celebrate, then spend the first day of summer vacation with her.

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It’s graduation day. But Naruko would like things to be over so she can try and continue to compartmentalize and not break down in front of her best friend. The love of her life.

She wants the ceremony to be over because her full-time job starts at 11am and the ceremony will end at 10:45am, so she has to pedal as fast as she can to get to the coffee and bakery shop she’s been waiting at in the last week in attempt to avoid Sasuke. Besides, there was nothing to do at school anymore since she got all the credits she needed to pass and graduate.

“I cut it,” she says, “I got a full-time job, contractual though, and I thought the hair got in the way of being productive at work ,” it’s a lie. She could easily just put it up into pigtails, braid them, and wrap it around itself in a bun to keep it out of her face while she waited and bussed tables.

She cut it in the hopes of moving on. Letting go of this silly little crush. Of the silly hope that one day, Sasuke would look at her and tell her he liked her hair. That he’d ask to touch it or offer to comb it because he wanted to feel the softness between his fingers, and let the fresh floral scent fill his senses. That he’d tell her that he liked her back the way she liked him, and her prayer would be granted.

It was foolish of her to hold on to this stupid prayer. Because of course, Uchiha Sasuke, the most handsome, most popular, smartest boy in school, would pair up with the smartest, prettiest girl in their year, Haruno Sakura.

Because who would ever look at loud, obnoxious, tomboyish, scar cheeked, chubby, orphaned Naruko, who barely passes math, and picks fights, eats too much and has pudge, and wears a skirt below the knee unlike all the other girls because she hates that her thighs are too thick. Not cute is what she gets from their classmates all the time.

She tries not to compare herself to other girls, she does anyway.

Sakura is top of the class, the valedictorian. She’s on the math team, vice president of the literature club, and is student council president, and gets tons of chocolate on White Day because she’s pretty and all the boys like her. She got accepted to a good school and will become a doctor.

Sasuke is second next to her. Sasuke’s the captain of the baseball team, part of the kendo team, and gets tons of chocolate on Valentines’ Day because he’s handsome and all the girls like him. All his applications were accepted and he’s sure to follow in Itachi and their father’s steps to run their family business.

Then there’s Ino whose hair never really needs any combing, with her fair skin, scar-free face. She’s captain of the debate team and a member of the kyuudou team. And Hinata who’s the very definition of cute to every guy in their class: small, quiet, demure, small voice, who liked giving out sweets to anyone who’d take them. They get chocolate on White Day, too.

And Naruko. Naruko likes to eat ramen, make clay frogs, and joined the garden and flower arrangement club, and is always tanned—shades darker than every other girl, and always sweaty because she’s always under the sun in the garden. She’s never gotten chocolate on White Day from anyone in her life.

It’s not that she’s insecure, because hey everybody’s got something they hate about themselves, and she doesn’t have enough self-hatred to change anything. She just… knows she’s not pretty. Average, at best? At least she’s not completely ugly. Maybe. Skincare never got rid of the scars anyway and she wears enough sunscreen.  

“I wanted to work over the summer to get some sweet cash to spend on stupid shit and food before college!” she adds with a grin. “Besides, all those hair products were getting expensive,” she scrunches her nose. “I could use that extra cash in case I need anything else when I move to my new apartment closer to the school. I didn’t want to bother my dads. They’ve spent enough already. Time to pull my own weight I guess,”

That one isn’t a lie. But she actually doesn’t need cash. She’ll be getting a full salary for two months before she gets to move. She hasn’t really thought what she’s going to do with all of it. All she wanted was a distraction. Iruka and Kakashi look after her well, and Kakashi has good income as a lawyer, and she has a grandma who has more money than she knows what to do with and she always handed cash over when she asked nicely, but only if she helped over at her grandma’s clinic, sorting documents or cleaning up the place, or taking over the secretary when she can’t come in.

“Why didn’t you tell me you got a job?” Sasuke asks. Because usually, Naruko tells him everything and if there’s something Sasuke knows about his best friend, it’s that Naruko can’t lie to him even if she tried.

They even shared plans for when they go to college. They planned on living in the same complex halfway between the community college she decided to go to, and the university Sasuke got accepted to. But things didn’t go as planned since Naruko’s parents can’t find anything within budget where Sasuke wanted Naruko to rent so they could be close, so they went with a student apartment complex near the community college. Which is easier on Naruko if she wants to go home during the weekends since it’ll only take a short bus ride.  

Naruko actually wants to skip the ceremony right after she gets called on stage, so she can leave and not see the what the fuss is about when people gather around to watch Sasuke give Sakura the second button on his uniform jacket when she asks for it as they exchanged gifts. (1)

She doesn’t want to hear the cheers of the student body when the handsomest boy and the prettiest girl finally get together because it makes sense.

That doesn’t stop Naruko from having a gift for Sasuke though. She’ll try to be as casual as possible, keep it together, and last long enough for Iruka and Kakashi to get photos and then she can go back to work, cry in the locker for about five minutes, get her shit together, and probably hopefully be successful in avoiding Sasuke and as she tries work herself to death for the next two months before starting college in attempt to push aside these feelings.

A teacher’s voice comes from the campus speakers. Students are being told to gather at the ceremony area.

That’s Naruko’s cue to give Sasuke her gift, because she wants to avoid the awkwardness, and not give anybody the chance to assume that she’s confessing her feelings because she’s giving Sasuke a gift. Good thing it’s not chocolate, because Sasuke hates sweet things.

“Congratulations on graduating!” Naruko practically shoves the white gift bag into Sasuke’s hands.

In it is a small pack of the expensive, fancy green tea she bought with her first week’s salary, a coaster she made in the pottery seminar she went to in the shape of a cat’s head, and a small candle that smells like freshly laundered sheets.

“See you later!” she says.

It’s another lie. She runs over to where her class is, separate from Sasuke since he’s in the class with the achievers, and she’s in the class of not-so-achievers, and waits for the ceremony to start.

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“Haruno Sakura, Class 3-A, Konoha School of Medicine,”

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“Uchiha Sasuke, Class 3-A, University of Konoha,”

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“Hatake Naruko, Class 3-C, Nishiba College,” (2)

Naruko climbs up the stairs to the stage, a grin on her face, genuinely elated she’s finally done with high school. She bows to the headmaster and accepts the fake rolled up diploma, then bows once again before going back to her seat. She doesn’t look for Sasuke in the audience.

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When Iruka and Kakashi have gotten their fill of photos, of all of them together, one with each parent, and Naruko alone with the stage as the background, she tells them she’s about to be late for her job and rushes to the school quadrangle where her bicycle is parked, and where students are gathered giving each other congratulations and making plans for the summer as the last day of school ends.

She knew it, people are gathered around Sakura and Sasuke, and she doesn’t stay around long enough to watch Sasuke give Sakura the second button of his jacket and breaks into half a sprint to get to her bicycle.

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Sasuke thanks Sakura for her gifts but gives her back the gift bag and doesn’t give her the second button when she asks for it. He leaves her there and doesn’t pay her any more attention as he looks around for Naruko. He doesn’t see her but sees Iruka and Kakashi. Iruka may stay a while longer because he’s a teacher and Kakashi may have to go back to the office if they weren’t able to take the whole day off for their daughter and the lunch they're supposed to go to.  

Whispers and silence blanket over the crowd as Sasuke leaves Sakura in the middle of the quadrangle, second button-less, headed for Iruka, gathered with other faulty near the school building entrance.

“Oh, she left!” says Iruka with a disappointed frown when Sasuke comes up to them to ask. “Late for her shift, she said. We were supposed to go to lunch with you! Please tell Mikoto-san we can’t make it. We can gather gain when Naruko-chan’s on her day off, okay?”

Sasuke didn’t even get to take a photo with her. Naruko always insisted they take photos together on the last day of school before summer. Today is their last “last day” together, and they have no photo for it.

“Sure. What time is she getting home?” Sasuke dares to ask.

“She usually gets in before midnight,” says Iruka with a sigh. “It’s concerning, our little girl out that late, but that’s the shift she agreed to,”

Midnight? Naruko shouldn’t be out that late without him if Sasuke has anything to do or say about it. Sure, she can handle herself and can throw a mean punch if she wants to, but still. He’ll even do whatever Itachi wants, even be his runner for work the entire summer, if it could mean he can borrow his car and pick her up—every night if he must—instead of Naruko riding her bicycle alone in the dark.

“Can I go pick her up?” he says without thinking.

“Oh, that’s sweet of you, Sasuke-kun!” Iruka breathes in relief. “Is it okay if we leave Naruko to you?”

“Of course!” Sasuke answers without missing a beat. Aside from her parents and his family, she wouldn’t be safer with anyone else but him. “Sensei,” he says because they’re on school grounds, “Kakashi-jisan, let’s all have lunch with mom, dad, and Itachi, to celebrate sometime soon?”

“Sure,” Kakashi nods. “Naruko’ll let you know when her off day is, okay?”

“Do you happen to know where the café she works at is?”

“It’s called Cream & Sugar if I recall correctly,” says Kakashi.

Sasuke nods, bids them goodbye, then returns to his parents and brother who are ready to take him out for a celebratory lunch. They’re disappointed Naruko isn’t coming with them.

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“Sasuke, where are Naru-chan, Iruka-san, and Kakashi-san?” his mother asks as he gets in the backseat of the car, next to Itachi.

“Iruka-jisan said they’re sorry they can’t make it today since Naruko said she’s late for work. We can gather again on her day off,” he says as he straps himself in.

“Oh, that's a shame,” Mikoto tuts.

“Alright, fess up,” says Itachi as their father eases out of the parking lot. “What did you do?”

“What? Why’d you think I did something?”

Itachi raises a brow. “If there’s someone between the two of you with less self-awareness it’s you, Otouto. Besides, even if you did Naru-chan wrong, she can’t ever manage to stay away from you too long, ever,”

“Itachi-kun,” their mother sighs, “At least say with a little bit more grace,”

“Well, she hasn’t been at the house for a week,” remarks Fugaku. Naruko’s a noisy child but he’s learned to love her too, and that she’s good for Sasuke and Sasuke is good for her. “Better say sorry even though you don’t know what you’re sorry for, Sasuke,”

“Listen to your father, boys,” says his mother. “He’s right,”

“Oh, what a miracle, the blessed words right from your lips,” Fugaku chuckles, Itachi rolls his eyes at the flirting.

Sasuke ignores it and opens the gift bag from Naruko and stares at the variety of items. He loves every single one of them—Naruko always knew what he liked. He opens the card and sees her messy but still legible handwriting.

サスケてめへ Sasuke-teme he To Sasuke-teme,

おめでとうございます！できただってばよ！自分に気を付けてね！ Omedetou gozaimasu! Dekita datte ba yo! Jibun ni ki wo tsukete ne! Congratulations! We made it! Take care of yourself.

ナルコより Naruko yori From, Naruko.

What had he done? To deserve just a cold sounding card without a single emoji, and not a hug on one of the biggest days of their lives?

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Naruko cries in the locker room when she gets there, replaying the small scene with Sasuke and Sakura in her head, over and over again, imagining Sasuke handing over the button to Sakura, them sharing a hug, and Sasuke inviting Sakura instead of her to a celebratory lunch like Mikoto-basan told her they’d go to after the ceremony.

You have no right to be hurt, she tells herself, sniffling as she pulls on her uniform, then ties up her apron at the back. You have no right. She can’t help but be hurt anyway, and she hates it.

But she must admit, though. A successful businessman and a doctor, that’s a power couple right there if she ever saw one.

Naruko wants to finish college just to say that she did—because it had always been Sasuke’s plan. She plans on taking something close to administration, even though she isn’t good with authority figures. The connections and skills someone gets from helping run a company might help in the mundanity of personal life. Maybe she’ll get into the firm Kakashi works at and work her way up to be a legal secretary or an administrative officer.  

She removes the fishcake pin from her hair and shoves it in her bag to make sure she doesn’t lose it, then pulls her hair up into a neat half-ponytail. Then she changes her mind about the pin, fishes it out of the bag, and uses it to pin her bangs to the side. She’s never taken this off since Sasuke gave it to her a year ago and she isn’t about to stop now.

Though she might, just to take her mind off it.

It isn’t fair, she thinks. She loved Sasuke for so long. Longer than anyone else, she’s sure, except maybe his parents and Itachi-niichan. Like how she knows the way he likes the cheap shirt she got him from Uniqlo that he’s worn so much it’s gone ratty and got holes already on the seam of the shoulder blade and near the neck hole. Mikoto-basan offered to sew it for him but he insists he likes it still.

She knows every inch of his room, the shampoo he uses, how he likes his eggs in the morning, what kind of tea he likes, what to get him at the café, or during sleepovers, where to get her futon from, and how he likes it when she blow dries his hair at night after a bath, or how he complains when Naruko shoves a headband on his head to free his face of hair and smears all that skincare on his cheeks and forehead but secretly likes it because it the scents are so light and fresh.

Now she can’t do it anymore. She must respect his girlfriend, even though she never respected Naruko. She misses Sasuke so much, but she has to stay away from him. She’s been on the wrong end of Sakura’s attention before, and it’s not something she wants a repeat of.

“Look, I know you think you two are best friends or whatever label you’re using to delude yourself. Because honestly, a stupid, scarred, class-C piggy like you? Can’t even tell you and a whole chashu roll apart! Sasuke-kun is too smart and has far too refined taste for you. You? He would never, ew,”

It’s a miracle the acetone she used to remove the superglue Sakura and Ino poured onto her hair didn’t burn her hair right off.

She didn’t tell Sasuke nor her parents.

Sasuke, out of anger, might make a scene and humiliate Sakura in front of the entire school, Iruka might bring this up to the headmaster and she might not graduate on time, and Kakashi would most definitely sue—he’s known for crushing the guilty accused and leaving them penniless.

That’s not something she wants to happen. It’d be a taint on Sasuke’s character, a stain on Sakura’s educational and legal background, and too much work on Kakashi. She’d rather stay away from Sakura to save her own sanity and self-respect. Naruko may be stubborn and too headstrong at times, but she knows when to stop, especially if she knows nothing will come of it.

So, she washes her face in the staff restroom, ices her eyes to depuff them, then faces the day’s customers with a smile and a bow. If working hard and long enough to tire herself out is the only thing she can do to avoid thinking about Sasuke and just sleep when she gets home, she’ll do it. Maybe if she does it long enough, she’ll forget about it.

Who knows, maybe Sasuke won’t even notice her gone with how much time he’s going to spend with his new girlfriend.

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When her shift ends, she’s surprised to see Itachi’s SUV, a white Land Cruiser, waiting across the street from where she bolted her bicycle at a bicycle rack.

“There you are!”

She half gasps when she sees Sasuke step out of the driver’s side of the car.

“C’mon, I’ll put your bicycle in the back. I’ll take you home,” he calls out as he crosses the street toward her.

“What are you doing here?” she asks, watching him unlock the rope lock with the spare key she gave him years ago when she first got her bike. “How did you know where I work?”

“I asked your dads,” he answers, “Iruka-jisan said he was worried about you being out so late, so I offered to pick you up,”

What if one of Sakura’s friends were around and sees them? Just because they’ve graduated doesn’t mean Sakura doesn’t have the means to find her. Stay away from him, she reminds herself, stepping away from Sasuke to make sure there’s always enough space between them.

Which confuses Sasuke, because Naruko is always all over him. Not in an ecchi sort of way, since she can’t flirt to save her life, but always touching, latched onto him, always a tackle hug when she sees him for the first time that day, or when he surprises her, and she doesn’t expect him to be at the place she’s at. Pinching or poking whatever part of him, draping herself onto him whenever she pleases.

Why? Why all this… space. They’d been attached at the hip since they were kids. Now Sasuke’s had an entire week without any kind of physical contact with her. It’s not right. She’s supposed to run to him and tackle him in the middle of the street even though there’s a chance they can get run over despite not there being any cars at this hour. She’s supposed to be giggling and happy that he’s here, because she always is.

Quietly, Naruko nods and follows Sasuke to the car because she’s too tired and hurt to argue. He deposits the bicycle in the back, and she wordlessly gets in the front seat and buckles herself up. Sasuke gets in, clicks the belt on, starts the car, and the silent drive home is excruciating. Before, Naruko would eagerly plug her phone in and start playing whatever’s on her rotation or bother Sasuke as he drives and laughs when he tries his best not to crash.

Now, there’s… nothing.  

“Why are you still in your uniform?” is what Naruko settles for halfway through the ride.

“I didn’t… feel like changing out of it yet,”

He’s still in his white collared shirt, black pants, and his usual school sneakers. His jacket isn’t on. Naruko guesses the second button is missing now, held close by the pretty girl Sasuke likes.

“I liked your gifts, thank you,” Sasuke says when Naruko says nothing. “I’m still going to get a warmer for the candle though, so that I don’t have to light it and forget. Don’t wanna burn the house down,”

“I’m glad,” she says. She doesn’t sound like it.

When Naruko is happy, everybody knows it. Her smile is as bright as the sun, grinning like her full cheeks will burst. Her voice is big and boisterous and can cheer anyone up. This isn’t Naruko.

Sasuke pulls over a few streets away from Naruko’s house, puts the car in neutral, and activates the breaks. “What did I do?” he dares to ask instead of just following his father’s terrible advice.

“What?” Naruko looks at him for the first time since she got in the car. “What do you mean?”

“What did I do, Naruko?” he repeats the question. “There must’ve been something I’ve done for you to just… stop.”

“S…stop?”

“Yes!” Sasuke says in frustration. “You barely talked to me this week. Not a single message. You didn’t even tell me you got a job,”

Naruko shrugs. “You never reply anyway,”

“That’s because all you send me are memes!” he argues. “I’d reply if you sent something I could actually reply to,”

“I’m just… tired. Having a job is new, y’know?” she sighs. “I didn’t expect shifts to be that long, or the tasks to be that many, to be honest,”

“Then negotiate for shorter shifts!”

“Ah, but I like the long shifts, though,”

“What?”

“It’s ah… the long hours keep me busy and tired, so there’s no chance to think about things I don’t what to think about. Work, sleep, eat, repeat and all that,”

That’s not healthy at all. “Things you don’t want to think about… what do you mean?”

Naruko unbuckles her seatbelt then unlocks her door. “Thank you. I’ll walk the rest of the way,”

Sasuke quickly locks the car and grabs her wrist.

She gasps and pulls her arm from him. “Don’t touch me!”

Of course Naruko’s raised her voice around him. All the time. But never really at him and that’s what catches Sasuke off guard. Since when did she dislike Sasuke’s touch?

“What if she sees us!” says Naruko, “What if someone else she knows sees us? Then rats you out?”  

“What? Dobe, I have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about right now. Who’s going to see us?”

“Sakura! Your girlfriend!” Naruko hisses. “Didn’t you give her your second button!”

She has to get out of here. She can’t cry here. She fumbles with the lock.

“Look, I’m not that smart but I know taken men aren’t supposed to be touching any girl other than their own, so stop it, Sasuke. I’ll stay away from you, so you don’t get into trouble with her, okay? I’ll just walk home,”

Once she finally manages to unlock the door, she hops out and slams the door shut. If she can hold it in until she gets to her room, gods favor her, even through the front door, that’d be great. She can’t stay here and be forced to confess feelings that will never be reciprocated. There’s no point. She has to keep it together, or she’ll look like some desperate girl, crying because she can’t get the attention of the boy she likes.

Sasuke hates girls who beg for his attention. She doesn’t want to be that girl. But she thinks to all the years they’ve spent together and realizes, what if she’s been that girl this entire time? Always invading Sasuke’s space, taking his things, putting herself in his personal space without ever having asked if that was okay.

So that’s what the movies were all talking about, Naruko thinks as she breaks into a jog, when they say to love is to let go. She loves Sasuke enough to preserve his new relationship.  

“Wait! Naruko, stop! That’s not—ugh! Listen!” the passenger door closes with a loud thud and Sasuke groans as he unbuckles his seatbelt, then grabs his uniform jacket from the backseat before stepping out of the car. “Wait!” he pulls it on as he runs after her. “Dobe, I said wait!”

“Hey! Ow!” Naruko exclaims when Sasuke gets a hold of her wrist and yanks her back.

“Listen to me!” Sasuke tells her. “That girl isn’t my girlfriend!” (2)

Naruko stops struggling.

“Look at my jacket, Naruko. I didn’t give her anything!”

He’s right. Naruko looks at the shiny gold buttons on Sasuke’s black jacket. It’s all there. Not one’s missing.

“I saw you…” she lowers her head, not wanting to look at him. “She was all over you, and you didn’t do anything. And after the ceremony… everyone was watching you and her,”

Sasuke thinks back to the day she’s talking about. “I didn’t push her off because Kurenai-sensei was there, and I didn’t want to get into trouble. This morning, she did ask me for the button,” he says, “But I didn’t give it to her,”

He’d been much crueler to Sakura than he intended though, but she wouldn’t take a hint and he’d had enough. “Why would I give you a button at all? I don’t like you,” he’d told her as he rejected her gifts before rushing toward Iruka.

Sasuke reaches for the second button, pops it off, turns her wrist around to open Naruko’s hand, and places it in her palm, then lets her wrist go. “I would never have given the second button to anyone else but you,”

Naruko thinks the amount of crying she’s been doing the last few days can last someone else a lifetime, but Sasuke’s gesture moves her to tears still, and then she finally gives in to the need to throw herself at him.

Sasuke welcomes Naruko into his arms and hugs her like he’s never hugged her before. She cries and cries into his jacket.

“I missed you!” Naruko sobs. “I thought you had a girlfriend and that I couldn’t see you anymore!”

She’s not even mad about him getting some other girl because Sasuke doesn’t owe her his feelings just because they’ve been together so long. She’s just sad and hurt there was a chance she couldn’t see him anymore had his girlfriend been a type of person who’d forbid him to see other girls even as a friend—forbidden to see her.

The boy presses hips lips against his best girl’s temple.

“I’m sorry,” he says finally.

“Why are you saying sorry?” Naruko pulls away from him as she sniffles. “You have nothing to be sorry for,”

“I still hurt you though,”

Naruko shakes her head. “I hurt myself. I hurt you. I’m the one who’s sorry,” she opens her hand, “You… like me?”

Sasuke hums. He doesn’t even know when he started liking Naruko. He just… woke up one day and realized he can’t live without her. Doesn’t want to live without her. Doesn’t want a future without her. He wants this button to be the start of the forever Sasuke wants with Naruko.

“Because… I kinda like you, too,” Naruko gives him a wet, embarrassed smile. “Like, a lot. For the longest time,”

The dorkiness of Naruko’s confession is what makes the moment close to Sasuke’s heart. He chuckles. “What a coincidence, I like you, too,”

Naruko pouts and pokes at Sasuke’s chest. “You’re making fun of me,”

Sasuke pulls her back into an embrace and kisses her hair. “C’mon, I’ll take you home. Then I can walk with you to work tomorrow,”

The button digs into the skin of her palm with how tight she’s holding onto it. She has Sasuke back. She’ll be sure to keep him forever.

“And oh,” he says, and Naruko looks up at him. “I like your hair,” he runs his fingers through the soft, short locks. “Looks good,”

She grins at him, swollen eyes and all. She doesn’t have to grow her hair out again. Her prayer’s already been answered.

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End Notes

   (1) On graduation day at junior high or high schools, a male graduate may give the second button on his school jacket to a female student. It is usual for a female junior or classmate to ask the senior male student she likes for his button. If the male student likes her too, he may give her his button. Some popular male students may receive many requests from female students, but he will give his second button to the girl he likes the most, and the other buttons to the other girls. The significance of the second button is that it is located closest to one’s heart.

   (2) I planned on putting here the fictional made up Nishiba Senmon Gakkō, Westleaf College/Community College. Just played around with some kanji. West because I like it, and leaf because Hidden in the Leaves. 「Nishi・にし・西」 for west; 「ha・は・葉 」for leaf. Ha becomes ba when read together with nishi. Nishiba. 西葉.

   The University of Konoha I ripped off The University of Tokyo, and Konoha School of Medicine I ripped off Icahn School of Medicine at Mount Sinai, because there aren’t really any fancy-named universities in Japan. 😅

   Also, in Japan I don’t think they actually announce the schools the graduating students got into. They did at my school, though! (I didn’t live or study in Japan). I just wanted to emphasize the divide Naruko and Sakura had with their educational goals.

   (3) Um, the level of “brashness/rudeness” of Sasuke’s speech and the casualness/closeness of his relationship with Naruko I imagine for this sentence doesn’t come through in English lol. I think in Japanese this would have been “Ano onna wa ore no kanojo janee yo!” ・「あの女は俺の彼女じゃねよ！」・「あのおんなはおれのかのじょじゃねえよ！」

   “Usually” (with quote unquote!! don’t take my word for it!!) ‘that something/someone’ or ‘ano hito/koto/mono’ or 「あの一人・こと・もの」sounds… rude? In a sense? Sort of like Sasuke isn’t willing to say ‘that person’s’ name, or ‘that’ said with disgust, or he thinks it’s not worth his breath saying her name, as opposed to it being a filler when ‘forgetting’ that person’s name.

   I also imagine that the Japanese Sasuke uses with Naruko is very casual, that’s why he uses 「ore・おれ・俺」 a rude/arrogant version of I, because he’s close to her, and why he uses 「negative/is not・janee・じゃねえ」 which is even ruder/casual than 「janai・じゃない」, which is already a rude/casual from of 「ja arimasen・じゃありません」. Maybe for people he doesn’t know he uses 「boku ・ ぼく・僕 」which is the polite version of I for boys.

   Had Sasuke been politer or had he been speaking to his parents or an authority figure he respected, it would’ve been「Ano onna wa boku no kanojo janai!」・「あの女は僕の彼女じゃない！」・「あのおんなはぼくのかのじょじゃない！」there’s an even politer version of this sentence but I doubt Sasuke would use that on anyone.

   There’s something so cool about rude Japanese, don’t you think? I would one day LOVE to learn how to speak or write in the politest version of Japanese, kinda like how an assistant would speak to their superior, or a butler to his master. Anyways I’m not that good at the implications of chosen words or tone in both English and Japanese so there’s that. But I enjoy learning both languages (English isn’t my native language).

   This fic was inspired by: https://twitter.com/pukun_p/status/1643638533276459009

   Thank you for reading!!

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[saltedsalads]

time for my headcanons that make no sense to anyone but me!!

shikamaru actually doesnt have his hair up properly a lot of the time, its either down or tied loosely in a bun.

ino’s a big fan of kpop. thats it.

choji gets really invested in drama shows, it’s too the point he will stare at the tv absolutely hypnotized by them.

shikamaru calls temari “mars” sometimes! since there arent a lot of stars in suna she was really curious and invested in them when she visited konoha.

sai is actually a really good dancer, but nobody knows because hes embarrassed about it

temari is bisexual :D

naruto tries a lot of tiktok 'hacks' and almost burnt his house down last he tried one

kiba eats dog food as a joke and then regrets it immediately after

sasuke takes very good care of his skin. he has a whole routine,

kankuro has always wanted a cat but he's extremely allergic

sakura uses twitter a lot, like, she's the type to go "wanna see something funny?"

tsunade runs an instagram dedicated to tonton

the sand siblings have white streaks in their hair, kankuro hated it so he kept covering it up. Once he got older he grew to accept it.

[whitelilynh]

NejiHina Week 2022 Day six: Midnight.

Half-light

Prompts used: Midnight.

The day had been longer than he'd thought, or at least that's how it had felt. It wasn't just the expectation, but the accumulation of emotions, the immense happiness of uniting his life with hers and, also, the tedious need to comply with all the protocols and requirements.

The ceremony had been beautiful, if he could allow himself to think so. An indescribable feeling of peace, of being back where he belongs, washed over him throughout the rite. Seeing her there, in her delicate wedding dress, like the very vision of beauty embodied in human form, with a pure smile on her face; no nerves, no doubt, she was as sure to join him as he felt.

However, nerves did overwhelm him now. The party had lasted endless hours, from the morning after the ceremony was over, until well after dark. It was practically midnight.

When in the distance he saw the bridesmaids approach his wife to inform her that it was time to retire to the room they would share, emotions flooded him. The anticipation grew, and in a moment, the exhaustion of the busy day disappeared. He suddenly felt impatient, as if the minutes couldn't go by fast enough.

When he was finally informed that the time to retire had arrived, however, his nerves got the best of him. Although the warm bath had been prepared for him, he decided to take a quick cold shower to keep himself more alert.

He tied a knot in the white silk robe he was wearing, the only piece of clothing that had been arranged for him to wear, in spite of his blushing, before crossing the corridor that would lead him to the room where his wife should be waiting for him.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he had to calm down. If he himself felt nervous, Hinata would surely be anxious, so he had to stay strong and confident to support her. Slowly, he opened his eyes and slid the door open.

The room was beautifully arranged, lit only by white-light candles of varying heights and thicknesses, arranged across the length and breadth of the room, giving it a warm and serene atmosphere. The bed was surrounded by a canopy from which layers and layers of fine white muslin fell delicately like drapes, the white sheets matching. Throughout the room, surrounding the bed, beautiful bouquets of fragrant pink and white peonies had been arranged, surely Ino's choice. As he remembered having heard her say, pink peonies symbolized eternal and happy marriage, and white ones... shyness?... something like that.

Surely shyness was an adequate word to describe them at this moment, especially Hinata, who was standing in front of the window, her back turned to the door where he himself was standing, motionless.

Hearing him enter Hinata turned to him, however, she kept her eyes directed towards the floor and her face perfectly reflected her shyness.

Neji remained for a few more seconds delighting in his wife's beauty. Dressed in a fine lace nightgown, held to her shoulders by thin straps, length to the middle of her thighs and with a modest neckline at the height of her chest, all covered by a white silk robe to match his, which managed to cover her up to her knees and that, despite being firmly tied at her waist, it opened revealing the upper part of her body.

Hinata gave off a delicate aroma of lotus flower, her favorite perfume, which combined perfectly with the beauty and absolute delicacy of its wearer, and which was also the flower that he himself had chosen for their wedding because of the similarity he found it to have with his wife.

Her long black hair had been freed from the high bun in which it had been styled for the wedding, washed and dried, and now fell free over her back and chest. A few shorter strands of hair, which had once been her bangs, were now framing her beautiful pale face, brushing up to her clavicle.

Behind her, he saw his own reflection in the window pane. His white robe, no matter how hard he tried to adjust it, also fell open, revealing his bare chest. His long brown hair fell neatly on his own back and thanks to his remarkable efforts, his face looked calm and confident, despite the nerves that consumed him inside.

Finally he took a few steps forward, closing the distance that separated him from his wife. Yes, now they were husband and wife, everything was fine. It was normal to feel nervous being together like this for the first time, but now they were inextricably linked for life, spiritually they were one and physically they would be too.

He took her delicate chin between his fingers, gently lifting Hinata's face. He looked into her deep lavender eyes surrounded by long dark lashes, before placing the softest kiss on her lips, to which she responded naturally.

-I love you, Hinata -were the only words that managed to come out of his lips, despite the depth of feelings he harbored inside him -Are you nervous?

-Y-yes -she said, trying to look away -I don't… I’ve never… I don't know what to do.

Neji smiled.

-It's okay, you don't have to worry. -His smile was tender when he saw the blush on Hinata's face, but his eyes couldn't tear themselves away from her round lips -I'll be soft.

And after saying this, he melted his lips into Hinata's, as if the most delicious flavor emanated from her mouth, as if he found the only cure for a stormy and painful disease in her, as if his life depended on it.

His hands slid smoothly down her neck and lightly caressing the exposed skin on her chest, before reaching the knot that kept the white robe covering his wife's nightgown. With great patience, he unraveled that firm knot, but Hinata's hands landed on his as he tried to open it, keeping it closed to cover her body.

-What happened? Don’t you want to do it? If you prefer to wait, that's fine...

-N-no, that's not it… -Hinata felt like she was drowning in her own emotions. She desired to be with Neji, but she was too nervous, too embarrassed -It's just that you've never... seen me before... what if...? -Her face turned completely red.

-Are you afraid that I won't like you? -Neji asked, half in disbelief and half amused.

Hinata simply nodded, her eyes shut in embarrassment.

-Hinata -Neji squeezed Hinata's hands firmly over her belly, releasing her nightgown that fell open as he leaned down to whisper softly in her ear -There's no way I couldn't like you. I love every part of you, I love your soul and I will love your body the same. For me, there has never been anyone as beautiful as you.

Neji could feel how the blush rose to his cheeks as he spout that confession, and for a moment he was glad that the position they were in would not allow Hinata to see it, however, she turned her face and captured his lips in a kiss, passionate, desperate. Tears fell from her eyes, moistening the kiss, and when they parted, a huge smile spread on both their faces. Tears of happiness. Neji felt like he himself might cry too.

After this, Hinata felt completely safe. As Neji removed the robe from her shoulders and gently kissed her shoulders and clavicle, she could feel his love, not only physically, but deep inside her soul.

Hinata's hands lightly settled on Neji's broad, hard chest, running over it in a gentle massage as she moved to his shoulders and arms, causing the top of his robe to fall away, revealing his bare torso. Neji felt as if those little hands were burning every inch of skin they touched and infinite little tickles were running under his skin.

Intoxicated with the sensation, they continued caressing and kissing each other. Hinata felt as if every corner of Neji's body was a sacred place, a treasure of immeasurable value that she must walk through and claim as her own. Her heart burned with love.

Neji kissed her neck and buried his nose in the hollow between it and her clavicles, while his skillful hands slid the thin straps of her nightgown making it fall gently, caressing her body. Faced with Hinata's nakedness, his lips softly and slowly ran over the skin of her chest, inhaling her aroma and delighting in her taste. The sensation was addictive, and he felt like he needed her like he needed oxygen to stay alive.

Hinata closed her eyes, focusing on Neji's cool lips on her skin. The pleasure made her feel like she was floating. She took courage and placed her hands on the knot of her husband's robe, undoing it with infinite slowness, exposing his body.

It was almost insolent. How could something so beautiful exist? How could she dare to be so beautiful? There, barely looking at her in the delicate and dim light of the candles, Neji felt as if his mind was going to explode and his being couldn't bear such beauty.

Hinata felt the same way. Standing there, facing the love of her life, as if he were an angel come to earth just for her. It must had been the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life.

Neji's strong arms held Hinata around the waist, squeezing her into a secure embrace, her head resting on his broad chest. The top of Hinata's head barely brushed above his shoulder, and the frame of her body seemed incredibly delicate and slender, just over half the contour of his, but right now, despite the vast difference in height and size, it felt as if they were a perfect fit, as if they had been created that way especially for each other, like two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly, without resistance.

He gently parted her to meet her lips with his and trace them in a succession of small, tender kisses, before deepening in a passionate kiss, claiming every corner of her mouth. Hinata was short of breath, but she felt as if Neji was the breeze that allowed her to breathe.

He adjusted his arms, one behind her back and one below her knees to lift her up in one effortless motion. She wrapped her thin arms around his slender neck, and he kissed her relentlessly as he walked until he placed her gently on the bridal bed.

He managed to get on top of her, his knees resting on either side of her legs, as she refused to stop kissing him or release her hold. Hinata pulled Neji's face hard towards hers, placing her hands on his cheeks, deepening the kiss even more if that was possible. She was already addicted to his taste.

His hands slid gently up and down her torso, releasing tiny sparks of pleasure with each movement. As if an electric current ran through her, Hinata let out small sighs and soft approving sounds.

Neji felt like a fool, lovesick, completely lost between the feel of her lips, the softness of her body and the musicality of her sighs. His mind was already unable to think clearly, he could only focus on her, on the need to surrender to her.

His hand lightly touched Hinata's belly before sliding down one of her legs. She parted her lips to let out a moan of pleasure and he seized the moment to search her eyes. He felt trapped in the immensity of those lavender eyes that looked at him as if he were the most precious thing in the world. They both trembled. He really was a fool for her, but being a fool for Hinata felt like the best thing that had ever happened to him.

Like a magnetic force, Hinata's body called to him, claimed him. Not even for a second  without looking into each other's eyes, Neji finally became one with her, uniting their bodies as much as their souls already were.

At that moment she became the center of the universe, the only thing that kept him anchored to the world. His body wrapped in pleasure seemed to float in the air, but that point where they were connected reminded him how earthly everything was. She became his center of gravity.

They felt infinite, as if the entire universe dwarfed in comparison.

Hinata tangled her hands on Neji's hair, squeezing the soft locks of long brown hair as she bit into his shoulder, trying to contain her force, in response to the burning sensation of receiving him inside her for the first time. After the initial minutes of pain were past, waves of pleasure washed over her.

Hinata's brow was furrowed, her eyes narrowed and her mouth opened delicately, in an expression that reflected how good she felt. She relaxed her entire body and let herself go, letting Neji set the pace. She wasn’t in her right mind to think about anything but the joy and delight he brought her. Her chest almost ached from so much love.

The sound of their wet movements, the cold sweat running down their bodies, the softness of skin on skin, felt like being swept away by a cool spring on a hot summer day, like a relief from utter necessity.

When they both finally came to an end, Hinata closed her eyes, trying to keep on her skin and in her memory every second of that precious night, she would treasure it forever in her heart. That was a poem, being Neji's and that he belonged to her, she could hardly believe it. Only he could love her like this.

Little by little, tiredness took over her and she fell into a soft and sweet sleep.

-I love you, Hinata -she heard Neji say, as if his voice were far away.

Neji watched her placidly, her chest rising and falling in a peaceful movement. She felt like peace, like complete tranquility in a chaotic world.

He touched her beautiful face, barely brushing it with his fingertips, as if it were the most fragile object that had ever existed. Although his skin demanded to discover her again, he suppressed his instinct and settled for watching her lying next to him.

-Hinata –Her name was sacred –Try to listen to me, love.

But she kept her eyes closed and her expression peaceful, as if she were immersed in a tender dream.

-Every day, for the rest of my life... in peace and in chaos, in tranquility and in despair, I will love you... because only you know the darkness and anger of my past and still you have loved me, because you helped me to be better... every night before I go to sleep, and every morning when I wake up, I will love you... at every moment until my death, even in the memories if I can't see you, I will love you... until I go crazy, even if it goes far beyond from the limits of what is understandable and what is allowed, I will love you... I will always love you.

Neji spoke the words, the vows he had prepared that he hadn't been able to utter during the wedding because shame overcame him. Here, in the half-light on their marriage bed, after having consummated his love for Hinata, the atmosphere was so peaceful and so safe that there was nothing he couldn't do or say.

He didn't know if she had managed to hear his words, but he would put his body and soul to do everything in his power to make sure that every second of her life Hinata could feel them.

[feather-rose]

Sasuke is(not) a sex addict!

.....

The last Uchiha comes inside to the appartement as his hip hit up the counter of the kitchen as a few sheets flooped down onto the ground. With a grunt moan, he got down to his kneess to pick up the mess he just made, until his dark onyx eyes had caught the sight of a picture.

A very dirty picture.

Sasuke: Woo. Oh, oh..

It went okay, until Ino walked in as her bllue eyes looked back at him with horror and shock. She gasped loudly enough for Sasuke to jump around to almost fall over at her fuming face expression.

Ino(Points up at him, angrily.): You, sick, sick--

Sasuke(Looks back at the picture and Ino with shock, here.): No, no! It's not what you think, I did not--

Ino(Points up at him, accusing him as she whirled around him): You son of a bitch! Now, I know you've never looked up at me in the first place!

Sasuke(Points the counter here, yelling at the same time, panicking.): It's not me! It was there!

(Everybody busted into the appartement after hearing all the screaming here. Well, Ino's anger yelling. had woken them up.)

Naruto: Hey, what's going on?

Neji(Pops up his head over to see what's going on when his arm was around Tenten's waist, not interested.): Why all the yelling--

Ino(Snatched out the picture from Sasuke's shaking fingers.): Sasuke has gotten a secret but sick peep hole!

(Which it did left the people here in shock, when the dark haired duck man looked back at fourth to them.)

Sasuke(Defended himself.): No, I don't!--(Got cut off as Ino snatched out the picture from his hand and exposed to everyone's sight, here.)

Ino(Argues still.): He's been watching Hinata all this time! Naked pictures of her!!

(All gasped up into the room with horror as well Hinata looked close to have a heart attack.)

Neji: (Angered as he walked back towards Sasuke's direction in defense.) Why you--(Once looks back onto the picture, he turns away from the picture, with shame..) Damn, that's my cousin!

Hinata: Sasuke-kun, Oh my God--(Hides her face with her hands into shame.)

Tenten(Rolls up her eyes, annoyed and relieved.): Thank Goodness, he didn't picked up me and Neji onto sexual attraction before. Those photos are out there somewhere.

Naruto: Don't worry, honey--(Back at Sasuke who backed away, quiet as he could.) I'll kill you teme!

Sasuke(Got scared for a minute when Naruto was fuming up big eyes with fury.): Hey, dope. I didn't do anything! It just happened--

Ino: You heck of a brainless wimpy liar! Now, I'm glad that Sakura isn't here, so I may kick up your pretty and stupid duck face!

Neji: Let me do the honors, first. I'll be the first to smash his face!(Walks in as he pushed Ino away and was ready to crack up his knuckles, angrily as he was getting ready to fight to protect Hinata.)

Naruto(Pushes Neji out of the way.): Heck, I know that moron better ever since we were wearing diapers, Neji! I'll kill this addict---

Tenten(Tries to calm down the silly argument even if it meant a naked picture of her secret boyfriend, here.): Guys, guys all of you calm down, here. It's not such a shame here.(He walks over around them and stood behind Sasuke, as she put her hands onto his skaking shoulders.) I think I know what's going on here and it's not quite Sasuke-kun's fault to say.

Sasuke(Sighs with relief.): Thank you--

Tenten(With a huge shameless grin onto her face.): Sasuke is a sex addict, that's it..

(The poor guy had lost his breath as he turned around at the two bun woman and widened his eyes with shock. When the others were stunned, and mostly Neji who looked relieved and into shock.)

Not to forget he held his heart, with his hand.

Sasuke(Gasps loudly.): Euh..

Neji(Lost for a bit.): Tenten?

Naruto(Even more lost than Neji as his jaw dropped with shock.): Say what?

Hinata(Even redder than before as she peeked over from her fingers.): Tenten-chan..

Tenten(Pats him onto the shoulder, with a grin that was so fake to him.): It's okay, dude, it's a disease..

But the poor guy didn't heard the last of it, since he dropped down onto the floor..

Like a girl.

[cobaltash]

Naruto Femslash Week!

Day 3:  war | anbu

Meet Konoha’s best infiltration & covert assassination team! Having mastered so many weapons, Tenten’s extremely good at picking one and leaning into that style, creating whole personas around them. And many of those personas have been employed with great success as covers, making her invaluable as a spy. Then in comes Ino, with her amazing and terrifying Jutsu, who can easily capitalize on the vulnerabilities Tenten can open, be it in people or in whole security strategies. They’re not the flashiest power couple, but they always get the job done ;)

[thehighpriestess1]

Naruto characters as college students:

Naruto :

Forgets he has a class to attend and falls asleep in his dorm room. Wakes up only when sakura calls him 30 times.

Always hungry

Always snacking

His room smells of cup ramen.

Got admission on sports scholarship

For some reason teachers love him even though he submits his assignments late and is hardly on time for class.

Run in hallways for no reason.

Dorm mates with Sasuke and begs him to teach him one night before exams, falls asleep one hour into studying but passes miraculously.

Sasuke :

Top of the class

College heartthrob

scoffs at everyone

Only wears black and dark blue

Not a part of any club or society. Joins a book club to befriend a pink-haired girl. Insults her instead of asking her out for coffee.

All his cousins live in the same frat house.

Prefers to hangout with his brother instead of making new friends.

Sakura :

Smartest girl in entire college

Thinks she is better than everyone.

Will only sit next to Sasuke.

If you ask her for help she will say “You should pay attention in class” and walk away.

Only drinks Starbucks pink drink.

Tells she hates Naruto but considers him a friend.

Only agrees to group study to sit next to Sasuke. Started book club because she saw Sasuke at a bookstore.

Tried asking Sasuke out after book club but got rejected. Lol.

Secretly takes photos of sasuke. Has an album full of it.

Shikamaru :

Attends every class but sleeps all the time.

The kind of student that doesn’t study whole semester but ends up getting good grades in the end.

Has four friends.

High most of the time.

Man bun! Man bun! Man bun! Man bun!

Somehow ends up being president of chess club

Hangs out with Naruot and tolerates Sasuke

Choji :

Naruto’s snack supplier

Always snacking in class.

Left class to go snack in his room

Helpful when he can help

Sweetheart

Sits next to Shikamaru

Neji :

Thinks he is the smartest one

Family issues

Man bun! Man bun! Man bun! Man bun!

President of martial arts club

Doesn’t talk to anyone except Tenten and lee. Hates Lee but would secretly die for him

Tenten :

No one notices if she is in class or not except neji and lee

Only Gai snesei knows her name

Is into anime and cosplay

Lee :

Reminds the professor of assignments.

President of track club and Judo club

Always In gym

Wants to be like Gai sensei

Drinks protein shake in class

Has a crush on Sakura and offered her protein shake. That was the last time she spoke to him

Thinks Sasuke is overrated.

Ino :

Best friends with sakura

President of art club

Mean girl vibes with soft girl personality

Sai :

Involves professors in meaningless discussions to pass time.

Sits with Sai.

Antisocial

president of art club

Thinks Sakura is overrated

Thinks Ino is the most beautiful girl ever.

Thinks Sasuke is overrated

Friends with Naruto

Has a book “How to make friends and influence people” in his bag.

Hinata :

Shy girl who sits in first row

Has a crush on Naruto but would never confess

Neji's cousin but doesn't talk to him

Draws in her book most of the time

Soft vibes

Has a glow up in second year

Pretty but doesn't know it

Smart but doesn't show it

Shares lunch with friends

Kiba :

Snuck his dog into class and got suspended for it

Smells like weed but doesn't smoke

Works at animal shelter

Always covered in dog hair

Used to bite people in school

Friends with everyone

Eats lunch with hinata cause his dog at his lunch

His dog at his homework. It really happened!

Snuck his dog again.

Professor made a fake class pass for his dog. Akamaru is a student now.

[nagipops]

hii I love your blogs sooo much you're really talented (I just needed to say it sorry) so straight to the point, I already made 2 requests to you and I really enjoyed your writing so I would like to make another again. As I'm clueless about what to request I'll just ask for random hcs for konoha 11, idk if it's too much but if so then you can do with Neji (I love him so much), Kakashi and Naruto. Thank you in advance and sorry anything ^^

RANDOM KONOHA 11 HEADCANONS!

FEATURING: naruto, sakura, shikamaru, ino, choji, neji, rock lee, tenten, kiba, hinata, and shino

WARNINGS: mentions alcohol, drugs, food, bugs, and the tiniest nsfw mention if you get the joke. hehe

A/N: AHHHH ANONN this seriously made my day, im so so glad you enjoy my work!! 💖

NARUTO

you know how we all have “the chair”, where we throw all of our dirty clothes onto?

yeah, imagine that, but from the seat to the fricking ceiling

its just a GINORMOUS MOUND of clothes, you wonder how he even goes through that many clothes so quickly???

definitely shoves it under his bed whenever guests come over (somehow)

holds chopsticks really weirdly. but it works.

asked tenten to put his hair into space buns to mimic his sexy jutsu and went around flirting with the village

jiraiya was so proud of him T-T

comes up with the WORST pickup lines

they’re so bad, its almost charming. almost

has gone AWOL multiple times, disappearing from everywhere, just everywhere

it scared you a little, so you searched the entire village for him

you finally found him sitting on the ledge of a cliff, gazing out at the vast sea

concerned and panicked, you cried out to ask him what was wrong

he turned to you with a crestfallen, devastated look on his face and said,

“i bought shrimp ramen instead of chicken ramen.”

you’ve never searched for him after his disappearance ever again.

SAKURA

100% makes origami shurikens and chucks them at you

they are deathly precise and deathly sharp. seriously, how are these not illegal weapons yet???

writes threatening motivational notes to herself on the mirror

“u got this!” “make sure to smack naruto today!” “ino sucks!”

her backpack would always be way too high up on her back. idk why but. it would

does her hair all nice and pretty before she goes out but once she arrives to her destination SHE KEEP. TAKING. IT OUT. and redoing it over and over and over again

like it’s impossible to make eye contact with her because she’s holding a bobby pin between her teeth while braiding her hair

her guilty pleasure would be hostess treats

ding dongs are her favorite. don’t ask me how i know, i just know.

eats the yellow starbursts just to spite naruto and all her haters

loves small lap dogs, she think’s they’re so cute and cuddly

but she especially loves chihuahuas

they’re so feisty and naruto HATES them, so of course she had to go and get one for herself

dresses the poor dog up in little bonnets and jackets and ties its tiny fuzzy hairs into pigtails

she and the chihuahua are not that much unlike <3

SHIKAMARU

this man is a god at shogi but he absolutely SUCKSSSS at cup pong.

is this an ick? idk. but he is absolute trash at this game.

it gets even worse when he’s got a couple drinks in him

tries to calculate the velocity and acceleration and angle and shit but his shot is always a good two feet off BYE 😭

just mutters an “aw, shit” before awaiting his turn again

hates checkers, loves chess

“checkers is for WUSSIES” - shikamaru nara

i said this in another post, but he is Very Good at whistling

like that’s his hidden talent

can copy any tune with the perfect pitch and rhythm

speaking of, he can do really cool tricks with his tongue

like making a four leaf clover, touching the bridge of his nose with it, flipping it upside down, you name it

he has slanted, scrawled handwriting, to the point where it’s almost illegible

wbk he cheats in school SO OFTEN. but he never gets caught. he’s not stupid, he just couldn’t care less about his classes.

thinks weed and e-cigs are stupid, cigarettes are where it’s at

you just can’t replicate the feeling of taking a drag from a cig after a long, tiring day

plus he looks hella cool while doing it B)

INO

teaches the boyz™️ how to braid their hair

like they all gather in a circle around this feisty fashionista and fail attempt to braid their hair

sakura was just fuming in the sidelines

“OI, INO-PIG, THAT’S A DUTCH BRAID, NOT A FRENCH BRAID!!”

yeah, ino 🙄

the only one that can actually do it is neji because a) this man is talented af and b) he’s got the long hairrr

ino probably envies his thick, sleek hair because hE’S a bOy

also asks everyone for their blood type and zodiac signs and tells them if they’re compatible with her or not

and definitely judges you for your sign 😣

“oh, you’re a gemini? hmm, what a shame...”

makes bouquets for her favorite people and kin assigns everyone a flower

only assigns the pretty nice ones to the people she likes (sorry sakura, you’re out of luck)

one of her favorite hobbies is crafting! she’s really good with details and small things so she loves making those miniature dollhouses and stuff

also really good at watercoloring. especially painting flowers and landscapes

also i feel like she would be really good at playing any instrument because of her skilled hands

can play a badass flute solo. period.

CHOJI

would honestly rather die than get anywhere NEAR an asparagus

he just thinks they’re so gross and bitter and NOT SALTY

he always eats his yakiniku a little bit undercooked because he’s way too impatient to wait for it to cook fully. who do you think he is??

whenever he cloud gazes with shikamaru, when asked what he thinks a cloud looks like, he just says some sort of food

“oi, choji, what does that one look like to you?”

“a... yakiniku grill... with... pineapple rings on it! ooh, and a wagyu steak right there!”

he thinks pringles are an abomination to society. where’s the crisp? where’s the grease? where’s the saltiness?!!!

asks ino to teach him how to do his hair all fancy and the two of them devote an entire day learning different hairstyles

it’s his new favorite thing to do now :D

he really likes crayons!!!!

like he’ll write with them, draw with them, color with them, do everything with them

he’s even tried to eat them. he said they tasted good.

definitely had the 128 crayon pack WITH THE BUILT-IN SHARPENER, and everyone thought he was the coolest kid in town

he ate it UP, he even scored some bbq dates with the ladies

i also feel like he loves basketball, and he has a MEAN slam dunk

like his vertical isn’t that high, but the man can REACH

he loves when people laugh at him when he challenges them to a 1v1 and then proceeds to absolutely destroy them <3

NEJI

he seems like a cucumber kind of guy.

just cucumber

like i feel like he puts it in everything; soba, salads, sandwiches, his face, yeah

it’s mellow and cool, just like him!

speaking of, i feel like he lives for spa days and facials

it just lets him be alone in his little cucumber scented world for an hour or two and he gets damn clear skin from it as well

seriously he has PERFECT skin. flawless. not a single blemish. his cheeks feel like baby butts they’re so smooth.

i feel like he’d be a god at solving rubik’s cubes, don’t ask me why

like if anyone scrambled theirs on accident they would just take it to neji and he’d solve it in the blink of an eye

CAT PERSON!!! loves the little meow meows

who are we kidding, neji basically is a cat; agile, aloof, does silly things without trying to, very cute

he just feels akin to the little fuzzballs and he thinks petting cats are extremely therapeutic. good for the soul

he is a golf man. he would take his juniors golfing and everyone thinks he’s uncool. cmon neji let them go to the skate park at least T-T

also very good at karaoke, definitely surprised everyone once he got a few drinks in him since he started serenading you

LIGHTWEIGHT!!! do not get more than one shot of alcohol in him. he will go berserk.

i also feel like he’d really love photography; not taking pictures of people, but of nature

he loves taking a quiet stroll through a pretty forest and snapping pictures of all the unique flora and fauna

it’s so serene ︶ ‿ ︶

ROCK LEE

100% milly rocks everywhere

gai got in on it too once he asked what lee was doing

“is that what all the youthful cool kids do these days!”

they also dab together. a lot

DO NOT BE SEEN WITH THESE TWO!!! you are not associated with them.

definitely is the one breakdancing in the middle of the dance circle at a high school party

he’s mad skilled at it too

headspins and windmills galore

challenged naruto to a dance-off and completely OBLITERATED him

lee then asked if naruto wanted a rematch, this time with one hand tied behind lee’s back

naruto obliged, and he STILL lost

RIP naruto and his fangirls, they all scrambled to lee afterwards T-T

i feel like his favorite subject is science

not the boring physics equations and laws and theories but the fun EXPERIMENTS

definitely has singed all of his hair off one time and he went to gai blubbering to help him grow back his precious hair

but he loves experimenting with different combinations and chemicals to get different reactions each time

created a potent love potion and carried it around with him all day one day

and it was actually working

girls were flocking to him left and right, staring at his lips and his face

he was so abashed at the sudden attention

heck, it even worked on sakura

“oi, lee-san!”

“hehe, yes, sakura-san?”

her eyes shifted downwards to his lips and his heart thumped harder

“hey... lee-san?”

“what is it?”

“you have something on your lip. we’ve been trying to tell you all day but you just winked and blew kisses at us.”

legend has it lee has still not recovered to this day.

TENTEN

has THE prettiest handwriting. and she can write SUPER fast

it’s like a superpower

like she transcribed five pages of a report in less than two minutes with perfect handwriting

naruto is so jealous.

she is also super good at origami! those diligent, accurate hands aren’t just for throwing things

taught sakura how to make shurikens but does NOT endorse any violent uses of them

she can replicate all of her weapons with paper and they can actually function, it’s so cool

made paper kunai knives one day and the wholeee village wanted to get their hands on them

i feel like she’d listen to mitski. idk i just get those vibes

LOVES BIG DOGS!! especially fluffy wuffy samoyeds

like man’s best friend?? no, GIRL’S BEST FRIEND!!

hugs and cuddles and squishes all the big dogs

she thinks small dogs are spawns of satan

sakura and her have definitely quarreled over this

but at the end of the day, all dogs are adorable fur babies, so she lets it slide :,)

KIBA

kiba always looks SO GOOD in photos you take of him, candid or not

like you could just whip out a camera and snap a photo of him at any given moment and he would look perfect

you framed a picture of him yelling at akamaru for peeing inside the house

it’s pure artwork

i feel like he tries to swagger around with his hands shoved in his pockets but it fails MISERABLY and the girls are wondering if he broke his leg or something 😭

kiba just walk normally. for the love of god please just walk normally.

he tries to slump back in his chair really low but one time he slouched way too low so he slipped off of his chair and onto the ground LMFAOOOO

he just wallowed there... in shame...

also.. he LOVES when the girls put makeup on him!!

he tries to act like he hates it. but it secretly gives him so much confidence

not to mention the girls hyping him up are a huge ego boost

okay the inside of his jacket hood is the warmest. thing. EVER!!!

seriously, no wonder this dude is so happy-go-lucky all the time, he’s living in literal heaven 24/7

it’s like you’re sleeping on a cloud inside a warm, cozy bed during a cold winter morning

10/10 would recommend letting him give you his sweatshirt when you’re chillin with a hair tie ❤️

HINATA

always smells like lavender soap. always

also has the cutest pencil pouches with little puppy faces and kawaii things

oH and she has those mini yoobi highlighters, she thinks they’re so cute (and functional!)

everyone flocks to her to try them out and marvel at the cute tiny highlighters

and they try to steal them from her but she doesn’t even stop them because she’s too timid to 😭

naruto goes BALLISTIC over them

she lets him have all of them <3

tennis girl!!! tennis girl.

all of her opponents always underestimate her because she’s so timid and shy and quiet

but she has a KILLER serve

and then she takes her opponents to the slaughterhouse with a complete shutout ;)

she’s really athletic believe it or not, she can beat most of the boys in a mile run and she has incredible endurance

i feel like she really loves velvet scrunchies

she just thinks they’re so pretty and they keep her hair soft so they’re cute and functional

also takes the PRETTIEST notes!!

color codes, dividers, headers, you name it, it’s all super readable too its insane

everyone asks her for her notes, not to study but just to appreciate the pure artwork that it is ^w^

SHINO

shino is SO easy to prank

“how do you catch an eyemaster?” *cue naruto and kiba snickering*

“eyemaster bait. that is because—”

even when everyone’s laughing their asses off, he still continues to explain his answer since he does NOT GET THE JOKE

tried his hand at writing haikus

here’s his best one so far:

“Bugs are amazing. That is because they are bugs. Bugs are very nice.” - Shino Aburame

VERY proud of it, since it took him weeks to perfect

praise it, pls

had one of those ant farms and bug-catching kits as a kid

and he would fill the kit TO THE BRIM. LIKE IT WAS HEAVY BECAUSE THERE WERE SO MANY BUGS.

he loves the little chitters of the different bugs

he had jars of different bugs all lined up on a wall shelf in his room

collects silkworms off of trees and sticks them into his pockets (no i definitely did not do this as a kid...)

HELP I FEEL LIKE he would record a timelapse of his ant farm growing and upload it to youtube with a movie maker title screen that says

“my ants”

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The things she can do -SasuHina Month Day 6

A bit late, but I was upset when I got home and didn’t move for a while. I’m also a bit unsure if it fully fits the prompt, but you can be the judge. This is actually full of spoilers for for my Naruto rewrite, Team 7′s Heiress, which in on Fanfiction.net here. I haven’t updated it for a while but a bit of other stuff to help, Sasuke was actually sent on an S rank mission to kill Orochimaru, he didn’t defect. He went to Kakashi and the Hokage when the Sound 4 appraoched him, because despite truely wanting to prove he was better than Naruto, he actually had a support system (that did include Naruto but those boys push each other even when they do get along). That’s all I’ll really elberate on, I just felt like this fit this one arc in the story I want to do.

Day 6-Firgun (Hebrew)

“The genuine, unselfish delight or pride in someone else’s accomplishment.”

Sasuke scrapped the edge of his shoe against the ground, slightly kicking up dirt. Hinata’s shift was supposed to be over soon and he hoped to surprise her by picking her up. He had dinner for them at home, if she agreed. She was still angry with him over his decision on the S Rank mission, though he knew it wasn’t angry really directed at him. He was just the easy target as she couldn’t be mad at the Hokage when she still had to take orders from her. Her anger still hurt, but he felt like he deserved it for deceiving her those years ago. In all honesty, Naruto should be furious with him for all the running around he made him do, but he just seemed happy to have his best friend back. He could easily lie and say he didn’t care, but honestly, he missed Naruto too.

Though he would admit he’d love to fight him again, see just how much stronger he’d gotten but they were both too scared after Hinata stopped them the last time that she’d scold them again. She’d gotten stronger in both person and strength and he was still on thin ice.

He heard footsteps making their way up the pathway. He was at the bottom of the steps off to the side so he glanced up before he looked back down at his feet again but he did a double take as he saw Kurenai. Ino had been a big help in getting Hinata to start forgiving him and she’d also taken it upon herself to fill him in on all the knowledge – gossip, it was gossip – of all the ninja he knew. One of which being Team 8’s sensei was pregnant, with Asuma’s child. Her belly was big though her oversized dress did a lot to mask it but he could place good money on her being due soon. So why was she coming alone?

“Kurenai-sensei.” He called.

“Ah, Sasuke Uchiha. Haven’t seen you since you got back. The team tells me you had your hands full. 3 new citizens, along with former Akatsuki. Do you mind?” he offered his arm and helped her up the steps. “Not a moment’s rest huh?”

“Not exactly. Things are finally slowing down but I’m sure you know how easily that can change. Congratulations by the way. Ino told me.”

“Not Hinata? She’s been part of my pregnancy team since she needs the hours in labour and delivery.”

“Ah,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “She’s been upset with the whole secret behind my ‘traitorship’. In all honesty, Lady Tsunade promised she’d tell them. I didn’t realise she’d keep it quiet for so long.”

“For a good reason. Naruto is loud and it would have been noticeable if he suddenly stopped looking.”

He decided to not tell her how Naruto said he would have looked even harder if he knew the truth. He 100% believed him.

“I hope you don’t mind my saying but aren’t you due soon? Shouldn’t you be coming here with someone?”

Kurenai sighed, looking annoyed. “This baby has an idiot for a father and I’ve almost given up on him. Your girlfriend is trying to make sure I don’t. you should ask her about it. Might help your chances at gaining her back even more.”

Speaking of said girlfriend, Hinata, with her long hair pulled into a bun, appeared from near the nurses’ desk, seeming surprised to see the two together.

“Sasuke was such a dear to help me inside. He’s such an amazing person to have around.”

Hinata gave a look that showed she wasn’t fooled. “I get off a half an hour. Wait for me in the waiting room.” She swept Kurenai away, leaving Sasuke standing there.

Well, at least she was telling him to wait for her.

                                                  ____________

Hinata did agree to dinner and thankfully, the rest of Team Taka hadn’t dropped by unexpectedly. She had brought work with her and once dinner was over, she set up shop. She hadn’t left so he was taking that as another win.

“Tea?”

“Please.” She was focused on the paperwork in front of her. He couldn’t even begin to guess what it was about but he was reminded of when he was in the hospital in the genjustu coma his brother put him in, apparently, she’d been trying to work a way to wake him up through healing. His bedside had been full of textbooks and her faithful notebook she’d been working in. they’d only been 13 and 14 respectively, but her skills were amazing even then. It was no surprise she was Tsunade’s prized student. He placed the mug just out of the way of her papers and sat across from her. He took her in, taking in all the changes he missed. Her hair used to be by her shoulders, now tumbling down her back, wavy from being in a bun all day. Her neck looked paler than the rest of her, no doubt from wearing her forehead protector. Any sort of kissing past lips and cheeks had only just started to be explored before he left. He wondered if she still squeaked if he kisses her neck.

“You’re staring.” She said, still focused on her paperwork.

“I haven’t gotten the chance in a while. You never used to complain.” Most of their dates had been a lot of either being in his apartment or in Kakashi’s where she stayed after moving off the Hyuuga compound, sitting on easy silence. She would read a lot of the times and he would just stare. Stare at the girl who tried convincing him she should leave their team after she kissed him and he furiously said no. he gave the date one try, thinking nothing would come of it, Hinata would calm down and she’d stay. Somehow, he ended up falling harder throughout the night and continued for as long as he could.

He watched her try to bite back a smile. He was gaining headway in being fully forgiven. Then he remembered what Kurenai had told him to ask.

“Hey, I had asked why Asuma-sensei wasn’t with Kurenai and she told me to ask you. is everything ok with them?”

Hinata finally looked up, her demeanour down from what it had been before. She seemed to steel herself and picked up her mug before leaning back in her chair.

“So, you know how we’ve been rehabilitating Sasori and we have the hope of doing the same to other Akatsuki members?” he had thoughts about it since it would involve the same man he wanted to still kill but he nodded anyway. “Sasori had told us he didn’t think everyone would be receptive and he was right. Asuma and Shikamaru, along with others were tasked to go find 2 members who entered the Land of Fire. Sasori was added and since I was his handler, I went with them. They found them and fought. Asuma almost won but Hidan, his power was, different. He had this ability to link himself to someone and do damage to his body but the person he was linked to would feel the effects. He was also immortal. His partner had gotten the better of them and allowed Hidan to deal the final blow. Asuma was dying. Ino is good but it was going to be a lot, even for her.

“I’ve been working on this healing technique, sort of accelerated healing that I’ve seen in those with curse marks.” She shrugged at Sasuke’s stare. “I got up to a lot while you were gone. Curse marks are hard to understand, so I was going off theory, but I had a chance to save him. It managed to stabilize him until med-nin were able to get there. Unfortunately, I end up damaging his chakra paths severely. He survived and I’m sure he can still kick someone’s ass, but he can’t perform jutsus anymore. He’s not able to be an active ninja anymore.”

“That’s terrible, but he’s alive. And having a baby. Most parents don’t come out of situations like his to see their baby’s birth.”

“I know. I know that. It took me a while to stop feeling guilty but at that moment I had to try. It would either save him or he’d die anyway.” Hinata placed the mug down, running her hands through her hair, looking stressed despite saying she shouldn’t be. “He was so mad. His team didn’t care, they were just happy he was alive. Kurenai was happy he was alive, but he was mad. He’s always cold with me and when he found out I was on Kurenai’s team, he wanted me removed. It’s gotten bad. Kurenai actually moved into Ino’s family home, mostly because her mother scares Asuma more than Shikamaru’s does.”

“Hey.” He put his own mug down and walked over to Hinata, kneeling so he could get her to look at him. “I’m really proud of you. ever since I’ve known you, you don’t give up on trying to find a way to heal people. You’re right, you could have killed him, but the fact is you didn’t. you saved his life, gave him a chance at seeing his child grow up. If he can’t see that, that’s his fault. You’re good at what you do. I have full confidence that given a few more weeks, you could have figured out a way to get me out of the genjustu coma I had been in.”

“No, I couldn’t. I wasn’t even close.”

“But you would have figured it out regardless. I know you would of. Don’t for a second doubt your skills in healing, ok?”

It wasn’t much but the small smile he got out of her made it all feel worth it. Hinata had changed and grown in the time he’d been gone but he was easily falling all over again.

[saudade-mayari]

Shikamaru's s/o prefer fem will get frustrated bc she can't defeat shikamaru on shogi. Desperate to win she dressed up something that won't take his eyes off you. nswf please.

Shogi Match

Shikamaru x fem! reader

summary: you got angry because you can’t beat Shika on a shogi. a playful strategy comes up to ur mind to defeat this shogi genius

warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, teasing, minors dni

You groaned in frustration. It annoyed the shit out of you. Even Shikamaru's cigarettes is making you mad and on top of that, his classic smirk makes you feel like a complete boiling kettle.

"What are you glaring at? It's your turn." He casually said. It makes you want to punch that smirk plastered on his face.

You crossed your arms. "Like I could even place my turn. You cornered me in each ways. What an insult. I'd rather withdraw." You answered. Can't help yourself from getting annoyed

I just can't beat him! You thought.

Finally deciding to take off your newly designed Konoha flak jacket, you noticed the weird stares of your intelligent man. Obviously got his attention when the fitted sleeveless turtleneck neck stood infront of him. He is intently staring at you while you tie your hair up in a messy bun.

You smirked. Thinking of something dangerous for your next game with him.

Shikamaru decided to clean up the shogi board and its pieces and decided to cuddle by your side. He hugged you from behind, smelling your earthy scent of flowers that seemingly attracts Shikamaru.

You smiled. It was rare for him to have this time. Having training as the advisor of the current Rokudaime Hokage, Hatake Kakashi made him a busy man almost each and every day.

You have nothing to complain though. He made sure he has the tiniest time for you and you completely understand. You are proud of him. Although you know that the Rokudaime Hokage and Shikamaru are both men with intellects the Hokage just seemed to be confident with his decisions if it's mainly supported by his advisor, your boyfriend and it is Shikamaru.

"Are you coming home tomorrow?" You face his side. Now completely staring at his almost black almond eyes. He gave you peck and nodded.

"Kakashi Sama and I finished paper works last week and we have less papers to finish this week. I might make it after dinner. Is that okay?" He cautiously asked and you gave back a peck and returned a warm smile.

"I'll eat with Ino and Choji. I'll see you for another Shogi night then?" She provoked. Shikamaru had this classic smirk again.

"You won't ever stop aren't you? Fine. Shogi night then."

I'll make sure to take that smirk out of your face, Shika.

The evening went by so fast. Ino and Choji are fun to be with. Choji with his usual self of eating bbq while you and Ino have talked a lot about Sai and Shikamaru.

Ino is even laughing hard on the way you told her how you never beat Shikamaru on shogi. She comforted you and said it's okay, that's normal. You smirked.

"I'll make sure I'll win this night. You know that Ino." You winked at her, causing Ino to chuckle in response and the three of you finally decided to turn in for the night.

When you reached your home, you glanced at the clock. You still have few minutes so you decided to take some hot shower, you almost poured the favorite scent of Shikamaru all over your body.

The door unlocked. It was him. Your love and he is home too. Shikamaru tried to call your attention and you sweetly answered to prepare the shogi board and she'll come out any minute.

The bedroom was empty. Shika might have prepared the shogi board downstairs and as you came across the sala. His eyes darted on you.

You smiled and sat on the other side of the shogi board and yet your boyfriend never took his eyes off you.

Well of course how could he take off his glance? you are wearing a see through dark green nightgown and it's slit reach up to your thighs. You only wore undies and your nipples are seemingly visible to his eyes.

"Loser makes the first move." Shika challenged, not even looking at the board.

Oh my dear Shikamaru, I really plan on making the first move.

You nodded and playfully smiled as you moved a piece of Shogi. You lowered yourself, revealing the cleavage that he's been eyeing since he laid his eyes on you. You rested your cheeks to your palm and goes back to staring at him.

"The shogi board is down there, Shika." You answered. He willingly complied and started moving shogi pieces, recklessly.

You placed another piece. You identified the strategy that he is planning.

He moved another piece, not even looking at the shogi piece. You stiffened your back as you tugged your hair up, attempting to tie it in a bun.

That black almond eye flinched. She playfully smiled. He is losing his focus on the game and he is directly focusing on you. You know that look.

Where's that smug face again, Shikamaru?

Finally going for your final approach, you moved your legs, provoked him from looking to your thighs that have showed a little piece of your underwear and as you crossed your legs the string of your nightgown fell.

Shikamaru clenched his fist. It is finally your turn to smirk.

Knock out.

You moved the piece, cornering all his pieces in one instant. Shikamaru didn't care enough already, he pushed the shogi board on the side and the pieces fell on the floor.

Game over.

"I withdraw, y/n." He said and he immediately claimed your lips. Your teeth gnashing to each other and his hands cupped your breast. You moaned.

Your hands recklessly taking off his flak vest and revealing the turtle neck that looked so hot in him. "You're a naughty woman. You planned this didn't you?" He chuckled on the thought of it and you responded with a kiss on his jaw.

"Why? It was so unexpected that you didn't even include it in your stupid game plans." You whispered seductively. Shikmaru finally lifted you up and you moaned in desperation as you felt his hardened member pressed against your soaked panties.

You didn't even know how but all you ever know is that you and Shikamaru have reached the bedroom and none of you ever stopped kissing. He ripped off your nightgown. You gasped in surprise, he was never this rough.

"Shika my dear-"

"That stupid nightgown gets along the way and it ruined my game plans."

He took off his turtle neck and trousers, leaving with only his boxers he started kissing your neck, to your collarbone and he started leaving love marks on it.

"Ohh Shika.."

While massaging your breast he skillfully torn off your panties and he held it with his free hand. "Look how soaking wet you are. I am not even sure who won the match.."

And without any warning his tongue licked your clit, he withdraws from your breast and started pushing two of his fingers in your cunt. You started screaming his name, your hands tightening its grip to his hair and the bedsheets are getting out of it's place.

"Oh Kami Shikamaru!"

He never stopped. He kept going in and out until your release. He took his boxers off and licked your juices from his fingers. You bit your lip, you are just as turned on as he is but you are still playing your little game.

He goes back from kissing you, sweat dripping from his forehead and the way he looks at you is like you are some kind of prey.

The head of his thick cock slowly entered you. "Y/n oh fuck."

You want him already. But you smirked. You lightly pushed him away and Shikamaru growled in anger.

"What was that, y/n?"

"Where's that smirk now, dear?" You said and Shikamaru rubbed your clit that made you whimper in response.

"I need you already y/n" He begged

"Say it first, dear." and Shikamaru kissed you again, dominating your lips and once again looked at you with that classic smirk he has.

He thrusted deep, you screamed in complete pleasure as you felt his wholeness. You arched your back. The entire bed is shaking and you have never felt this pleasure with anyone. He licked your earlobe and before going back to kissing you he whispered...

"Drop the game already. I lost the Shogi Match."

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SasuSaku Month 22 Day 1: Passports Word count: 1,595 Rated: T a/n: there literally is no plot it is pure nauseating fluff bc i just want to see my babies happy always and forever u have been warned ok thank u so much for reading <3

            They don’t have a big wedding. Or any at all, really. It’s just them and Naruto and Ino and an officiant in an office after work on a sunny September afternoon. Sasuke is wearing the same suit he wore to work that day and Sakura is in a flowy dress she changed into from her scrubs. Her hair is in a messy bun on top of her head and she slightly smells of antiseptic – along with Ino.

            It is a spur-of-the-moment decision. Sakura calls Sasuke during her lunch break and tells him that she doesn’t want to wait anymore. That she doesn’t care about distant cousins and aunts that Sasuke’s never even met before. She doesn’t care about flower arrangements and multiple-tier cakes, about flower girls and first dances. She just wants to put the ring on his finger and for him to put the matching one on hers, the one that will accompany the small diamond set in a white gold band, wrapped around her finger.

            He says he’ll call her right back and Sakura is worried for all of fifteen minutes when Sasuke calls her back and tells her he’s secured an appointment for them at the courthouse at 4:30 that afternoon. He can hear her beaming through the phone as she mutters an “okay,” sounding breathless. He says he’ll get her and Ino at four and hangs up.

            Sakura scrambles to her feet and sprints out of the cafeteria to find Ino. She doesn’t care if doctors and nurses and patients alike stare at her with wide eyes. She finds Ino at reception and grabs her by the hand to her office. The blonde is confused but doesn’t protest and when they are in the privacy of Sakura’s office walls, she asks her best friend to be her maid of honor. Ino squeals and cries and hugs Sakura so tight as she says yes.

            They wait outside the hospital’s entrance for Sasuke to pick them up. When he arrives, he gets out of the car, a beautiful bouquet in hand. Sakura has the urge to just tackle him right then and there but knows how much he hates public displays of affection. So she refrains herself and takes the flowers from his hand, giving him the brightest smile he’s ever seen. Ino rolls her eyes and tells them to get a grip and get going or they will be late.

            Naruto is waiting for them in the courthouse’s parking lot, his mouth stretched in a wide grin. “It’s about damn time, teme,” he says, clapping Sasuke on the back.

            “Shut up, dobe,” Sasuke mutters but his voice is too soft, too happy, to really affect Naruto so he just snickers in response and turns to Sakura.

            “You ready to spend the rest of your life with this gloomy bastard?” Naruto hugs her.

            Sakura laughs. “I’ve been ready.”

            “Well, let’s go on then,” Ino says.

            Afterward, they have ice cream – except for Sasuke, who sips on his coffee with a content uptilt of his lips. Sakura exchanged glances with him every so often and despite being married now, she blushes at the tenderness in his gaze. When Naruto asks them about their honeymoon plans for the third time and neither of them notices – too busy looking at each other, at the identical rings around their fingers –, Naruto stands up and motions for Ino to get going as well. Sakura snaps her head toward them at the sound of the chair scraping against the floor.

            “Where are you guys going?” she asks.

            “I think we’ve stolen enough of the happy newly-weds’ time. We’ll leave you two alone to enjoy each other.” Ino winks.

            Sakura blushes but doesn’t avert her eyes. She says goodbye and hugs her two best friends.

            “We should get going, I suppose,” Sasuke says, standing beside her. He fishes for some money in his pocket and leaves it on the table before pushing Sakura by the small of her back to the exit.

            They barely make it into the living room before Sakura’s dress is discarded and she’s accidentally ripped Sasuke’s shirt. He kicks the coffee table but Sakura swallows his curses with a searing kiss. She hits her thigh on a dresser but Sasuke kisses it all better for her. They fall into bed all hot and entangled in each other and in love. She is drunk on his kisses and he is high on the gentle caress of her fingers.

            I love you, I love you, I love you, she keeps declaring whenever their eyes lock. I love you so much, he murmurs against the goosebumps covering her neck. So, so much, he tenderly kisses the slight curve of her stomach.

            They don’t leave the bed until she has to get ready for her shift the following afternoon. Even then, it is hard to say goodbye to those beautiful, dark eyes and slight curve of lips. Nothing really changed and yet, everything seems so much better, so much brighter.

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            “Sasuke-kun?” Sakura calls from the living room. He’s making her a snack in the kitchen. Cutting up refrigerated apples, tomatoes, and some pickles on the side. Her latest cravings.

            “Yes?” He handed her the plate.

            “Ah, thank you.” Her eyes light up with a hunger he’s never seen before and she starts shoveling the contents of the plate into her mouth. “Just what I needed!” she exclaims. Sasuke takes her feet into his lap and starts massaging them. A satisfied smirk tugs his lips when he hears her moan slightly.

            “What did you want?” Sasuke asks when the plate is almost empty.

            “I was wondering when we were going to go on our honeymoon?” she looks up from the now-empty plate, munching slowly on the last piece of apple. “We won’t have long before this little lady arrives,” she says, pointing to her slowly, but surely showing bump.

            “We’ve only been married a week,” Sasuke responds as if that is an actual answer to her question. “And you’re not even four months along, she’s not coming any time soon.”

            “Well,” – she flails her arms, reminding him of a frustrated child – “still! I might not be able to fly later on in my pregnancy. We haven’t even decided where to go!” she whines.

            “Fine,” he sighs. “Where do you want to go?”

            “Belgium,” Sakura answers instantly.

            Sasuke frowns. “Belgium? How the hell did you come up with Belgium?”

            Sakura looks down sheepishly at her hands and they caress her stomach. “I’ve… I’ve been craving authentic Belgian waffles.” She looks up at him with guilty eyes, head still hanging lowly, biting her lip the way she knows he loves. And Sasuke can’t help the incredulous laughter that bubbles in his chest and escapes his lips. Sakura lifts her head fully at the sound of his rare, melodious laugh and beams at him as he gives her feet a squeeze before dropping them.

            Sasuke grabs the sides of her neck and pulls her in for a kiss before getting off the couch. Sakura looks after him, dazed by the kiss and confused by his sudden departure. He returns a moment later with his laptop in hand and when he plops down next to her, an airline’s website is already open in his browser. Sasuke is about to book their tickets when they realize that Sakura’s passport has expired.

            He can see the panic in her eyes and assures her that they’ll go to get it renewed first thing in the morning. When she reminds him that they have a doctor’s appointment in the morning, he says that they’ll go and get it renewed second thing in the morning. She smiles and leans her head on his shoulder. He presses a kiss to the crown of her head and starts searching for the best waffle places in Brussels.

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            Her new passport arrives the next week and she squeals when she holds the large envelope in her hands. She sits at the kitchen table and tears it open, carelessly flinging the ripped pieces of paper on the table. She opens her new passport and looks at her picture first and decides that it could be a lot worse. She looks over her personal information next and that’s when she spots it. UCHIHA SAKURA, written bold letter, black ink on pale-colored paper.

            Sasuke finds her crying and instantly panics. They were leaving in three days, if there was anything wrong with her passport, they wouldn’t be able to get it fixed in time. He kneels down beside her and takes her hand in his. She looks at him and smiles. This puzzles him. If there’s nothing wrong with the passport then why is she crying… and why is she smiling? This annoying woman… even after all these years, he can’t seem to figure out the hurricane of emotions that is Sakura.

            “Sakura…” he says softly, patiently.

            She wipes her face. Smile brightening as she speaks. “I’m okay, Sasuke-kun. It’s just…” She shows him the passport. His eyes scan the document, softening as he reads her name, as he looks at the beautiful smile she sports in the picture.

            “Yes?” he asks, looking back at her eyes.

            “It’s stupid.” She waves her hand. “It’s just that this is the first time I’ve seen it written down like this…”

            Sasuke knows instantly what she’s referring to. Her new name. The name she now shares with him. The name their child – growing under her strong, beautiful, tender heart – will share with them.