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me, squinting: yuta i know your voice from somewhere where is it
me, five minutes later: YUKIATSU. THAT ASS.
#musings#bandit liveblogs#bandit liveblogs danganronpa#QUIT DRESSING AS MENMA#although younger yukiatsu#STILL AN ASS#also know the voice actor from other stuff too#but this is the one that would align most with yuta#who i now know IS going to die#thank you dr wiki i just wanted his voice actor
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đ« FROM NARUTO TO BORUTO FANFICTIONđ« #6
Official name: Unexpected
Only here on En here. From author personally.
There are five days left before the start of school..
He could fool around, watch TV, play with your sister.. Yes, all this has already been redone, and Himawari just left to look for a suitable teacher who crossed paths with the Hyuga clan, who will be able to unlock her potential.
And this means that almost the whole family will not be there, and Boruto flatly refused to go.
And, frankly, he regretted that he had quarreled with his father again.
It's important for their family.
"So what should I do now? Sarada, I think, is already busy, so she hasn't answered since morning.. Does Mitsuki use gadgets at all? I hardly found a kettle at their house! And the numbers in any case, no .."
Boruto lazily stretched.. There wasn't much choice left.
-.. "THE MARTIAL ARTS CENTER IS CLOSED FOR REPAIRS"? Until the fifteenth?! Came the second time called..
- USARATONKACHI GET OUT OF THE WAY!
He wouldn't even have realized who bumped into him at the same second if only one person hadn't called him like that..
..And of course, both of them rumbled right into a nearby grocery cart.
- WHAT THE HELL HAS COME OVER YOU!
- RUN, YOU IDIOT!
Menma jumped up, offering his hand. He looked like a disheveled, oddly enough, imp.
Boruto got up on his own, dusted himself off, and later noticed the chase.. He did not think anymore, but rushed after the topic.
As it turned out, Uzumaki was not the only one who could jump on roofs.
Uchiha-Uzumaki only grunted contentedly in the jump, catching up.
It looked like they were about to break away from the chase, and Menma was quite stretched in a smile...
...It turned out that he did it early, slipping on the tiles of someone else's very decent house. Someone's curious head popped out..
- What's interesting there?
- It's nothing Mom! - There was a hasty rattling of a spoon.
- Well, stand there, you little weasel!
Hearing a familiar voice after these two, Boruto had no difficulty guessing who Menma's pursuers were.
- Iruka, Kakashi-sensei, I have nothing to do with it!
- Then why are we running? - Hatake didn't seem tired of the chase at all. He just stared menacingly.
And here's Iruka.. Give me from above to catch my breath in this world, and not the other..(No wonder Kakashi called him an old man not so long ago)
- Why did you freeze, you knocked over the cart with me!
They took off again, sometimes overtaking each other, then running together.
- Actually, because of you!
- I didn't ask you to help me! You could have just disappeared! - And stuck out his tongue, turning into the already familiar street. To guess where exactly, it was not difficult ..
A second of delay... They catch both of them.
- I didn't expect your participation, Boruto. - Kakashi remarks with a bit of disappointment.
- Just like his father. And since he's not here, let's figure out the older sister, plowing for the benefit of the family of the second prankster. Aren't you ashamed? She's trying. Iruka continues.
Menma only tries to escape, which also ends unsuccessfully.
Boruto is still trying to prove that he was not involved in this. However, he is unlikely to be believed, he did it himself..
Ninja quickly get to the residence of the first, gallantly knocking.
- Kumiko-san, you're already home, aren't you? Your parodying offspring?
The door was unlocked. Other pairs of shoes appeared... That was the first thing Kakashi noticed. Alerted..
The water was running in the bathroom. Perhaps a polite thief? Although judging by the calmness..
A girl, barely dressed, appeared from the corridor.
- Menma, what have you done again?! And you're in league with him, as soon as you were left unattended? Don't you feel sorry for the heads?!
They were immediately pulled by the ears, scolded, and only then asked..
- What did these guys do? Not a robbery, I hope, or worse?
-K-Kumiko-sama, nothing too serious..
Iruka exchanged glances with Kakashi. They mentally said, "they will be punished even worse if we don't come up with something else," and changed their faces, building benevolent mentors.
- Let them fix what they've done. They painted the Hokage here, and ran away! Do you have a couple of buckets and rags? One for each, and let them drag themselves to wash through the whole block, to the former shine. - Umino came up with it quickly. - And here's what to do with the cart..
- What happened to the cart? Hijacking? Ruin?
- Rather the second. Unfortunately, you will have to deal with this, and we will.. We'll make sure they get there. They are already waiting for you on the square in front of the MAC.
- A...
- Martial Arts Center. You are similar to your brother, they will find out.
- I hear it again, only when I have to pay..
Mikoto wanted to say a few words to the instigator.. But he was already on the street, quickly turning around, but still taking buckets.
Boruto, if possible, began to be rightly indignant..
- Shut up, huh? Just help me not to carry these rags on myself. Otherwise I'll call Mitsuki, he's like a saint with you. He doesn't yell, he doesn't pretend to be stupid, he doesn't want to become a Hokage. - Menma snorted.
- What are these criteria, dobe!? I'm not stupid in any way and I'm not yelling. And in general, say thank you for helping.
- Fuck you. Follow me to the mountain, let's see how you concentrate the chakra! Maybe we can peel off your dad's face.. Or maybe he will come and admire the under-eyes, let him study fatherhood!
Uchiha-Uzumaki turned around. The eyebrow arched, the eyes narrowed..
- Did he leave yours for himself too?
- Yeah. But no one taught him to be a father. And yours is still trying, well, what can you do when you got married out of debt.
- YES, YOU FU....
For such words, Bo got really angry, starting to beat with rags, and Menma ran away.
However, running around with buckets is still a "pleasure".
In the meantime, one person was looking after them. And he was only upset.
- And who was chosen to be a jinchuriki..
..Menma listened. My insides ached - "you're missing, you're missing!", but there was nothing dangerous, except for the gloomy elderly caretaker of the pedestal.
- Why else can't we pass? The copying ninja together with the teacher sent us to wash our faces! Let's skip it, we won't fall down like some kind of youngsters!
- Why wash them?
She looked at them. At first with indifference.. Then her eyebrows arched in surprise, looking in the direction of the monuments..
- If you can walk on vertical surfaces, I will be glad not to look for equipment. You painted it yourself, and wash it yourself. It's not for an old woman to do this.
- We can. Give me the rags, Bo, you're out of breath like a locomotive!
Only when they had already descended (not without difficulty and possible slip) did the black-haired man not give the rag to a fellow in misfortune.
- Get down from here and go. You can say that I kicked you out, they'll take your word for it.
Uzumaki looked at him for a minute.. Then down..
...And flew back to the city. A couple of abrasions, of course, will remain, but..
"Is he really not as biting as he likes to show himself? Ugh, like Uncle Sasuke.. Maybe there is something good in you, little devil.."
He bought chips, mojito on the way.. And he went to Sarada's house. He can't sit alone, can he?
...When he heard the scream, he went to its source.
- Are you guys okay? Do you close the doors at all or do you like the guests so much?
Looked into the house..
#naruto fanfiction#naruto#yaoi#boruto fanfiction#sakura#saske uchiha#sarada#sasunaru#sasusaku#sasuke uchiha#sarada uchiha#sakura uchiha#team 7 naruto#narusasu#unexpected#new part
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sociieties asked: â would you like to go somewhere a little more private? â menino
she's flushed , with wide pupils sitting on top of his lap - and she swallows as his head dips next to her ear and she breathes out slowly, fingers tightening around his neck. ( she hadn't thought the idea of a club would have been a good idea / it's not her scene usually. too loud / too many flashing lights / too many people and she prefers ways to escape being in the clear -- but somewhere between the second and third glass of pink wine, she ended in menma's lap with his hands on her hips. ( part of her thanks hinata and sakura for dragging her out tonight / for fixing her hair and doing her make up and putting her in this dress that she wasn't a fan of at first - but now, doesn't mind quite as much as before / despite the fact that they had left her alone the minute they had gotten inside of the club - after telling her she couldn't leave for at least an hour. ) she hadn't expected to run into menma / who hadn't expected to run into her either, apparently. " menma-kun, " she breathes out, soft / desperate, ( pink wine makes her bold. she forgets this. ) and she blinks, smokey glitter purple capturing in the lights before teal move to meet his and she's pressing her glossed lips against his, humming out an affirmative. " no one - " she gasps as she shifts her hips downwards, " is at my place. " as far as she knows anyways. her father more or less stays at the family house, while ino, before going off to college had chosen to stay in the apartment above the flower shop that's been passed down her mother's side. she shares it with her two cats ( marmalade and jam ) and sakura has a key which is how she was able to get in and basically kidnap ino to get her out of the place this evening -- but ino thinks she can forgive her this time. she can be embarrassed tomorrow.
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hi! do you know any fics where naruto and hinata arenât together but naruto gets jealous by little acts like someone flirting with her? thank you!
OOOOOOOOHhhhh, nice đ yahh I love this
An in-the-process-of-realizing-his-feelings Naruto!
Jealous!Naruto Fics
âSpring Breakâ by @char-lotteral - Rated M, College AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Narutoâs so in love with Hinata, his feelings paralyze him from even talking to her. Â Will a week together be the kick they need to finally face each other honestly?
âSomething Newâ by @waterrollsâ - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Can a clueless boy ever figure out romance? Maybe, and definitely not without the help of friends who have the coupleâs best interests at heart. Or, how Naruto and Hinata got their changes in uniforms.
Chapter 18 from âPostscriptsâ by waterrolls - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, Short one-shot. (1) I have a Drabble request for youuuu. Maybe a jealous naruto (classic I know!) but like during shippuden days where he doesn't even know why he's jealous? Maybe some person flirting with her on a mission? I dunno up to you! ïž
Chapter 42 from âPostscriptsâ by waterrolls - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, Short one-shot. Hello! I have a drabble request for you, could you please do one of an older (19 year old) Naruto going to the past and flirting with 16 year old hinata in front of his young self, to make him jealous and reminisce of how beautiful and kind hinata always was?
Chapter 45 from âPostscriptsâ by waterrolls - Rated T, Modern AU, Short one-shot. Hi there! I hope this ask finds you well. So i would like to give an idea for a drabble. Here is the thing Naruto is an ice hockey player and Hinata is his gf(or soon to be gf if you know what i mean). I leave the rest up to youu! Take care:)
Chapter 48 from âPostscriptsâ by waterrolls - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, Short one-shot. But I would like to see how you're going to write a situation wherein Sasuke's showing interest in Hinata in his subtle ways and Naruto's in denial (or oblivious) he's in love with Hinata but couldn't quite control his jealousy or perhaps, tensed over the matter
âWhite Kunaiâ by @magmawrites - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Complete. A series of violent rapes and murders targeting long, dark haired, young women have caught the attention of the Hokage. Her plan? Use a qualified, long, dark haired kunoichi as bait. The only one that fits the criteria? Hinata.
âUltraspectralâ by Orifiel - Rated M for nudity and implied sex, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. When Hinata agrees to pose nude as Sai's nightly art model, she is unprepared for the aggressive reaction of her platonic friend Naruto, who quickly becomes a nuisance as he makes several riotous attempts to sabotage the project.
âsecret loversâ by @quirrrkyâ - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, Series of related one-shots. After the Fourth Shinobi War, Naruto was gradually falling in love with Hinata and the whole village of Konoha knew itâŠWell, aside from him.
âIdol Gossipâ by @vegebulsoup - Rated M, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Hinata promised herself she would finally admit her feelings to Naruto on their senior class trip to Tokyo, but her plans change when sheâs mistaken for a famous pop idol. (This has Menma in it, but this is a NaruHina fic).
âDay 12: Flirtingâ from âProud Failures to Proud Parents - NaruHina Month 2016â by xHinaLovex - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. It was perhaps ironic, certainly unexpected, what the rookies saw unfolding between two of their own. After years of Naruto being entirely oblivious to Hinataâs affections, now it seemed it was her turn to be oblivious to his own.
âObliviousâ by PervyNinja - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. After the war, Naruto is not the only one to be approached by admirers - Hinata is oblivious, Kiba, Shino & Akamaru are protective and Naruto is just so confused.
âA Push in the Right Directionâ by Shawny Wong - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Kiba and Shino are ticked off. Hinataâs many suitors have become a real nuisance. No matter how often she turns them down, they keep coming back! If only she had a steady boyfriendâŠ
âHogwarts AUâ from âTales of Two Ninjasâ by @magmawritesâ - Rated T, Magic AU, One-shot. Going to a school of magic only means the growing witches and wizards face the same trouble as growing muggles plus more. They will learn a lot more than magic at this school. Theyâll learn to love.
âTsukuyomi Boyfriendâ by @peppercornpressesâ - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Over a year has passed since the great Shinobi War, and people are finally starting to open up about their Infinite Tsukuyomi Illusions.
âJealousyâ by Cheating Death - Rated M, High School AU, One-shot. Â Naruto realizes heâs really into Hinata, but whoâs that senpai hanging around her?
âWhy would innocent little Hinata be out dressed like that?â (One-shot) and its follow-up âOn Any Given Dayâ (Long One-Shot) by @utsus - Rated T, Canon-Divergent. Hinata tries to move on from Naruto, right when he realizes he wants to keep her.
Untitled by utsus - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. Prompt: True love is one soul residing in two bodies.
Chapter 32 from âBetween the Treesâ by utsus - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. NaruHina Prompt: (because it was hot as heck here today) how about NaruHina and bathing suits.<3
Okay, thatâs a lot! But Iâm sure thereâs more! If anyone can think of others that fit a jealous, oblivious Naruto, please point them out!
#anon#naruhina fanfic recs#jealous naruto fanfics#if anyone wants to see ALL my rec lists#please go to my page and see my links#i added a link that will populate all of the posts i tagged with naruhina fanfic recs
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SASUSAKU Month Day 6: Sharp Edges
Rating: T (for language)
Summary: âSakura-chanâs got lots of prospects, but sheâs all sharp edges and none of them can get through unscathed.â he told him, giving her a smirk. (Road to Ninja AU, Sequel to Patterns, part of the 2nd Chapter of a story Iâve been working on)
Chapter Two:
Brotherly Love
Outside of missions, Sakura had avoided Sasuke. For many reasons, but the most primary being that she wasnât sure he fully believed her when she told him that she hated him that night in the woods when certain things occurred that she didnât want to think about. It wasnât hard to do, he had other prospects in rotation, there was always a different girl saying goodbye to him at the bridge before their squad left for missions. This time it was some civilian girl, a tall one, almost as tall as him with assets the size of pumpkins.
Sakura sat on the railing, legs crossed, reading the fourth book of the Arrangement series where all her investment rightly belonged. Though, she might have noticed him give the random girl, who was not the same one from a week ago, a peck on the lips before she skipped merrily along.. Sakura knew it was wrong to notice the thickness of girlâs calves, or to think that she was a little old to be skipping around like that, but both thoughts did cross her mind. She couldnât control thoughts crossing her mind, could she? No.
âMorning, Sakura.â she heard Sasuke say, as he leaned on the railing beside her with a content sigh.
âMorning.â she replied shortly, keeping her attention on her book, all the while thinking how unfair it was. He was kissing girls right in front of her and now that she knew Menma had feelings for her, she couldnât give him a friendly peck on the cheek or harmlessly flirt to get back at him. Apparently she had a moral compass and had to be considerate of peopleâs feelings while Sasuke got to do whatever the hell he wanted.
She scowled behind the shield of her book at the thought, when she felt his gloved hand gently pat her bare knee. âHow are things?â he asked. âHavenât seen you in a while.â
âFine.â she said simply, pivoting her body away from him.
âThatâs good⊠What are you doing tonight?â he asked.
âNot you.â she told him airily.
âYour loss,â he replied with a shrug. âBut, not where I was going, my mom wanted me to invite you guys over for dinner tonight.â
She perked up a little at that, Menma was off the table, but maybe she could go back to some older tactics. âWill Itachi be home?â
âNo.â he replied firmly, his whole demure changing. âHeâs still away visiting his fianceâs family.â
âHmm, fiancĂ©,â she pondered. âNot wife.â
Sasuke shook his head at her, not at all amused.
âBummer, I canât make it,â she replied, getting back to her reading.
âWhy not?â he asked.
For one thing, his sexy, older, and far more intelligent brother was not going to be there. Also, he could be bringing that pumpkin hauling giraffe to dinner as well. Alright, she admitted that was a bit uncalled for, but she still wasnât going to be trapped at a table where she couldnât ignore his playboy antics.
âIâm busy.â she replied. â...Also, family dinners are not my thing.â
âI know.â he said, his voice softer than before, more sympathetic.
âDonât.â she warned.
âDonât what?â he asked, already sounding tired.
âDonât pity me.â
âKami, Sakura, I wasnât!â
âRight.â she didnât like when he went all soft like that. She didnât like how it made her feel, nor did she know what to do about it.
So, by default, she was a bitch.
âFine⊠Iâll just tell my mom you turned down the offer because you hate her cooking.â
She lowered the book with a threatening glare. âDonât you dare bring your mother into this.â
Sasuke beamed brightly. He knew far too many of her weaknesses. âItâll probably make her cry, you know how sensitive she is.â
She looked skyward to the heavens. She would have liked to think that was an exaggeration, but she knew Mikoto-san well enough to know that could very well be the case. âWhy so keen that I come?â
âIâve missed you.â he shrugged again.
âYour new friend going to be there?â she asked before she could stop herself.
âWhy?â he asked smugly. âWould that bother you?â
âNo, why would it?â she asked calmly, a cool shrug of her shoulders. âI was just wondering.â
âIf you say so.â he grinned up at her. âShe wonât be there, squad members only.â
She hated the relief that she felt, but managed to turn back to her novel with a curt nod. âAlright, fine.â
âGreat.â he smiled. âSheâs already making your favorite.â
âŠ
âArenât you going to go in, Sakura-chan?â Menma asked, coming to stand beside her, a bouquet of flowers in his hand. She had been waiting for him at the gate of the Uchiha Compound, because she was not going in by herself. Fugaku intimidated her, Mikoto overwhelmed her with her concern and kindness, and Sasuke was Sasuke.
âDidnât want to go in alone.â she confessed.
âGreat, cause I didnât either,â he breathed in relief. Social gatherings of any kind were also not his sort of thing, but for a completely different reason.
She glanced down at his pretty array of flowers and suddenly felt stupid. She hadnât thought to bring a hostess gift.
âDamn it.â she stomped her foot and crossed her arms.
âW-what?â Menma asked. âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs nothing you did, Menma-kun.â she told him with a huff. âYouâre so thoughtful, I didnât think to even bring anything for Mikoto-san.â
âOh, well,â he looked down at the floral arrangement. âThatâs easy, here.â he divided the flowers and gave half to her.
âNo, thatâs not fair,â she shook her head and placed up a hand.
âItâs okay, Sakura-chan.â he insisted, pushing the flowers up to her chest, being uncharacteristically bold this evening. âI didnât even think to, my mom did, she bought the flowers herself. What are teammates for if not to help each other out?â he asked with a beaming smile.
She smiled back, accepting his offer. She liked Menma, she really did. He was quiet and thoughtful and really would make somebody a wonderful boyfriend. He was easily the most amiable of all her classmates and would probably be a good match for her harsh demeanor, as he never brought out that side to her. Plus, he already liked her... so why not pursue him?
Because, youâre in love with me. Sasukeâs unwelcomed voice rang in the back of her head, making her face fall.
That was not the reason. She was not in love with him. That was insane. She didnât even like him. As she said, to his face, she hated him. She simply didnât see Menma that way, thatâs all. That didnât mean by default that she was in love with Sasuke.
Together they walked the cobbled path and crossed the threshold into the Uchiha compound. The smells emitting from the house wafted around their noses pleasantly. Shogayki. They really were making her favorite meal.
âSakura-chan!â Mikoto greeted happily, taking them both by the arm. âAnd Menma-kun too! Come in! Come in!â
âHello, Mikoto-san,â Sakura replied warily. She loved Mikoto-san, she did, but the Uchiha matron often overwhelmed her with her affection and motherly concern. It wasnât that it wasnât appreciated, but Sakura was set in her parentless ways, and it was always difficult when someone tried to fill the void that could never be filled. âThank you for having us.â she said as she and Menma both held out their flowers to her.
âOh!â Mikoto cried, speechless, accepting her gifts. âThese are lovely! I must arrange these in a vase!â
With that she was away, down the hall, but before either Sakura or Menma could panic too much about being left alone with no instruction, Sasuke emerged from around the corner, dressed even more casually than usual. âHey.â he said with a shrug, shoving his hands in his baggy pockets.
Sakura raised a brow. He seemed a little off, not his usual smug self. Quite a difference from his mood early that day.
âHey, Sasuke.â Menma greeted. âYou okay?â
âYeah, sure. Come on, weâre eating out on the patio.â he said, leading them out to the yard where lights had been strung and the table set as if she and Menma were visiting royalty.
Menma turned to Sasuke excitedly.
âYes, Menma, you can feed the coi.â Sasuke told him, before the boy could ask, handing him a bag of flakes which the blond took and ran off toward the pond without another word. âDonât go overboard!â
Sakura peered up at Sasuke. âWhatâs your problem?â she asked.
âHey, Sakura.â he drawled sarcastically. âHow are you? Iâm great. Thanks for coming. You look nice.â
âFine, be a prick.â she replied with a half shrug. âI donât care⊠wait!â she turned and grinned wickedly at him. âYouâre only this upset whenâŠâ
âIs that you, Sakura?â the rich, silky voice of Uchiha Itachi filled her ears, nearly making her melt where she stood. She turned over her shoulder to find him approaching from the house to join them.
âHello, Itachi-kun.â she greeted with as much composure as she could muster. He crossed the distance between them and he took her by the arms, looking her up and down in emphasized awe. âYou grow more and more beautiful every time I see you.â he told her, making her duck to hide her silly smile and burning cheeks. How quickly this night had improved. No wonder Sasuke was pouting. âHowâve you been?â
âIâm well, thank you.â she told him, glancing over at Sasuke with an amused grin. âI had no idea you were going to be here tonight.â
âNone of us did.â Sasuke pointed out in an overly cheery voice. âHe surprised us.â
âYes, Iâve been summoned by the Hokage, quite unexpectedly,â he said. âCutting my time with Hanaâs family short, unfortunately.â
âOh, will your lovely fiancĂ© be joining us this evening?â Sakura inquired, tilting her head innocently.
âNo, it was best she remained at her familyâs summer residence, she doesnât get to spend a lot of time with them these days.â
âShame.â she replied serenely, noticing Sasuke look skyward from the corner of her eye. Itachi was not only sophisticated and devastatingly handsome, but he also loved to dote on her to get under Sasukeâs skin, just as much as she loved to fawn over him. It was a mutually beneficial relationship.
âAnd you?â he asked her. âAny romantic prospects for the lovely Haruno Sakura these days?â
âNot at the moment.â she replied with a shake of her head.
âWell, that does not make any sense.â he raised an elegant brow, inclining his head towards his brother cockily, quite aware he was the superior of the two in her eyes. âDoes it, Sasuke? Sakura is too beautiful and talented to not have any suitors.â
Sasuke scoffed, his gaze sliding from Itachiâs to hers. Sakura, cursing herself, could feel heat climbing up the back of her neck all the way to the tips of her ears. She was glad she wore her hair down.
âSakura-chanâs got lots of prospects, but sheâs all sharp edges and none of them can get through unscathed.â he told him, giving her a smirk.
âIt seems all the good ones are taken already, Itachi-kun.â she lamented, ignoring the younger Uchiha with a slight shrug of the shoulders.
âAh, just as well.â Itachi sighed wistfully, taking a bold step toward her. âAge and duty may separate us, Sakura, but I must admit I would still be quite jealous of whoever wins your heart.â He concluded with a slight touch of her chin with the curl of his forefinger, much to both her and Sasukeâs surprise, before continuing on his way.
Even for their teasing banter, that was a bit much for Sakura to handle and she let out a small manic giggle, staring after him with a small bite to the corner of her lip.
âHe is so cool.â Menma breathed, watching in awe from across the way, as all the coi flakes fell into the pond, slipping from the bag that went slack in his hand. If only he could charm Sakura-chan like that.
âSmooth.â Sasuke commented from behind, making her turn back to him. Now she was the one with the smile. There was no losing for her in this situation, only for him.
It was all really childish for her, but those weekly girls kept dancing around in her head with their flowers and kisses from him and she found she didnât care.
âCome on, Sasuke, I thought you werenât the jealous type.â
His gaze narrowed slightly at that, because they both knew that wasnât the case when it came to Itachi. Everyone took his older brother seriously and saw him as the most exceptional shinobi, Sasuke no matter what he did or how he progressed was just the unfocused playboy, having little to no regard for his studies or his future. There was some real deep rooted family issues there that Sasuke never addressed and probably never would.
âWhat?â she asked him. âIâm not allowed to flirt with anyone?â
âNo, not anyone.â Sasuke told her. âJust not my brother.â
She didnât like the finality in his voice, it sounded as if he had some real say in the matter.
âOr Menma, it seems.â she pointed out. âSo, just whom am I allowed to flirt with?â
âTch.â his mask hadnât really been on securely that evening, granted, but now it was slipping and she could see just how agitated he was.
Good. The not so nice side of her subconscious could not help but sneer.
âYou know, this ploy between the two of you was amusing at first, but itâs really just getting old.â He told her, quick to go back into hiding behind his smug ass persona. âYou going to keep it up after heâs married too? Iâm sure Hana will appreciate it.â
âOh, relax.â she scolded him. âItâs harmless fun.â
âYeah, I can see you get a real kick out of it.â
âA girl can dream, canât she?â she replied. Yes, that was a nice blow to the teeth. Now for a knee to the balls. âBut donât worry, Sasuke, I know Iâm not good enough for Itachi.â
Sasukeâs brows raised high, while she just smiled sweetly back, knowing she had just set of a detonator in his brain. It would take a minute for him to unscramble. She was getting good at this verbal sparring, soon she could be kicking his ass in this arena like she did on the training grounds.
âI mean, really, who is?â
Bet you wished you brought your pumpkin hauling giraffe now? She thought to herself, watching him work quickly to counter the attack. Too low, too far maybe? The nicer side of her subconscious suggested. Huh? Sakura didnât hear from her too often, and never when Sasuke was around.
She was suddenly aware of the gravity of his gaze, he looked like he wanted to throw her off a cliff or kiss her. She wasnât sure which. She felt some panic stirring at her core and grew agitated.
There was no losing tonight, or did she forget?
âHereâs an idea, Sakura.â he pointed out, far too calm after that low blow for her liking. âIf you really wanted to make me jealous, why donât you flirt with someone you actually have feelings for.â
It was her turn to be dumbfounded.
âOh wait,â he said with mock realization. âYou canât.â
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The Barn 9
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It was years ago, before the accident, before the forgetting, before she grew up too much to know better when she first saw what it meant to be on the outside. It was back then, before she knew, she thought that maybe there would be a place for herself in that world.
Every other month she and her mother spent a tea on the property with several other branch family members. It was a time when those in the good graces of the main house were invited to vye for favor.
Families with children always did better.
That was where Sakura met Tayuya but it wasnât until a little later that the main family children were allowed to mingle with their âlessers.â
Karin was older than the boys, being around Sakuraâs own age. Even as young as nine she left an impression that she was only waiting for the world to be worth her time. She was clean and neat, skinny and tall, all things Sakura wished she could be.
Karin was a striking child for how pretty and proper she was standing among the adults looking down on the branch children through her red rimmed glasses that needed to be pushed up every so often. She was the daughter of Mitoâs first born son and the oldest grandchild, but neither father or mother were still alive to raise her, so she was absorbed into Narutoâs immediate family to maybe be a potential future coven leader. That prestige made her a memorable figure.
But Naruto was a different sort of memorable.
He was young, too young, but there was a flood in the world around him, leaking out of his poor control that was meant to save his magic from waste. He couldnât hold it all in with any level of skill or learned control, so he just let it seep out of him because he always had more to burn.
Sakura felt the jarring in her bones before she saw him. His presence raced ahead of him, clouding the air with burn magic, fraying her nerves. She watched the corner of the house, waiting for the grandson of Mito to come through that door like the terrible, ugly force he was. When he stepped over the threshold it was like being tricked. He was tiny, much younger than her, and too adorable looking for such acidic, burn smelling magic.
Behind him, his twin trailed in, eyes downcast, hair darker but still blond. His chakra was burnt around the edges too, but he didnât leak it like his twin did. He seemed to have a better control over it, or maybe he just had less of it.
Kushina had looked Sakura and a few other distant cousins over, before deciding she only like Tayuya and maybe the pink haired one if she had more magic than she let on.
And thatâs how the bi weekly lessons started. Once every two weeks she would spend the weekend âsleeping overâ at her cousinâs home to live and learn her heritage.
She lived that way for years, and grew to know her cousin as they aged into their magics. Tayuya was all wild all the time. Karin was clipped and perfect in her spells, memorizing latin to emphasize her casting. Menma was a brute, terrible and awful in the power he could summon.
NarutoâŠ.
Naruto was the horror you never saw coming.
âSakura, itâs been so long. You havenât changed a bit.â Naruto reached over and slapped his twin with the back of his hand. âSee, I told you.â
Menma just grunted, leaning back to glare at Sakura while Naruto stepped half a step forward and crossed his hands behind his back and rocked on his heels. His grin was goofy and disarming.
âItâs not been that long. I was there for Mitoâs funeral.â
âNot that it mattered,â Menma huffed. âNo one thought you cared anyway.â
Sakura felt the skin around her eyes grow tight, but she bit back the snappy remark she wanted to hurt him with and instead forced herself to inhale. The air was crisp and pumpkin flavored in her lungs when she exhaled.
âPeople are allowed to think what they want, I guess.â
âItâs too bad thatâs not the reason youâre here to see us, through.â Naruto said. He threw his arms back behind his head and laced his fingers under the base of his skull. âMother said you would show up here like this.â
Something cold and sharp entered her heart at the sound of his voice, suddenly lower and slower. There was weight in his words that hadnât been there before. It made her have to swallow and lick her lips wet before speaking.
âI donât know what you heart, but yeah, I was looking for you. The both of you have something you shouldnât.â
âShe said you would say that too,â Naruto sighed.
âWell, your mother isnât stupid then. I didnât think she was. Then, did she also tell you why I would need to ask you to give up those two?â
âYeah, she mentioned something like that. She said that you would ask for them back if you were getting ready to contest the inheritance order. I mean, what do you need six familiars for? All that power smells fishy, donât you think Menma?â
âI only pulled out five,â Sakura interrupted sharply.
Menma whistled, looking at her like she was a dog that should know better than to not heal at the dinner table.
âKakuzu is number six. None of us want him.â
Sakura scowled. âI already told him no. Thereâs no way I would do something like that.â
âSee,â Naruto interrupted. He looked to his brother with wide eyes and a boyish smile. âI told you she wouldnât take the old ladyâs leftovers.â
âThatâs not the issue I have with it,â Sakura replied sharply. âThereâs no need to take a familiar and itâs demeaning to that personâs personal freedoms. Zabuza and Kisame arenât summons from a netherworld.â
Menma snickered, shoving his hands back into the pockets of his black, leather jacket. âCould have fooled me. They looked like monsters.â
Sakura took the moment in which both brothers turned to each other to snicker over their shared joke to scan their body for signs of something that could have been Zabuza or Kisame. Konan had made herself a paper flower because she was a paper witch, but all Sakura knew of Kisame and Zabuza was that they were water class witches-er, shinobi. Kisame looked like a shark and Zabuza looked like a barracuda if she had to pick something sinister and deadly from the sea. Neither Naruto or Menma looked like they had anything unusual in addition to their dress that could be the summoned boys.
âBut,â Naruto said, letting his chuckle fade away. âIt seems those two weren't the only monsters you get to worry about. Want to introduce us to your friends over there?â
Sakura glanced over her shoulder to see Konan with Gaara on her arm, looking quite put out with thinly pressed lips and a simmering glare to her eyes. Gaara was just as dour, but Konan made it seem stylish.
âTheyâre not bonded either,â Menma murmured, tilting his chin up at the pair. âFunny thing, donât cha think, bro?â
âI told you I had no intention of taking a familiar. I have no use for one, my lifeâs not in danger and there is no war among the unmortaled races. I liked my life without the magic in it. That part wasnât a lie.â
âI still canât believe you,â said Naruto.
âThatâs a first,â Sakura snorted. âWeren't you the brat yelling that over and over again in the gardens as a child?â
Naruto flushed and his eyes flashed red when his brother laughed behind him. The blond turned on his heel and hissed a sharp âshut upâ at Menma before jerking his hand to the side. His magic burned hotter around him and the air shimmered in effect. It was wasteful, but Naruto could burn all day long and still be ready to go, so it didnât matter to him.
Around them, the people attending the celebration continued to play and mingle, but subconsciously they turned away from Naruto and Sakura, not aware of the why or how, and found interests elsewhere. The voices still carried, but there was a notable difference in the noise volume of the immediate areas.
âSomeone is going to notice,â Konan hissed to Gaara, glaring at people who were walking away. âWhat is that brat thinking?â
Naruto scratched at one of the scars on his cheek and glanced back over at Sakura. âDo I still look like that same little boy, Sakura chan?â
Sakura folded her arms, holding her elbows across her front. âYou grew up a little bit, but not enough to move past throwing tantrums when you donât get your way,â
âBut youâre the one here asking for things that donât belong to her.â
âPeople donât belong to people.â
Naruto rolled his eyes. âTheyâre not people theyâre shinobi. Theyâre not witches that can share demands. Right now, theyâre at the mercy of their betters until they gain new bodies or forge contracts. How much magic have you seen them use?â
Sakura forced herself to shrug. âEnough to know they have it.â
âThat magic is all thatâs keeping them corporeal. They run out and they return to the void. Itâll only be a matter of time before they forge a contract with someone just to save themselves from that sad fate in the realms of madness. Really, you should know all this by now. Itâs not like you were the one the called dead last in classes?â He made a shocked face in mock. âOh wait, that couldnât have been you because you weren't there. I beg your pardon.â
âEven I know that much,â Sakura muttered. âI said I would find a way around that.â
It was Menma who laughed next. âDonât bother. Even if you did abandon those silly convictions and take those two there as familiars, you wouldnât have enough magic in excess to take on the other boys. Familiars spend your magic. You donât have enough for more than two. Not even Mito granny had more than five at a time, and two of them were human.â
Sakura let go of her elbows and moved her hands to settle on her hips. âSo you think I should leave those two to you because you can handle the magic drain? Humor me, what would you do with them?â
âSorry Sakura chan,â Naruto cooed playfully. âThatâs coven business only. You said you were better off without us, right?â
âYou canât answer because there is no good answer. Witches haven't needed to amass power for any decent reason since the sixties.â She spoke even though she doubted the remembered the history of the coven collapses from that era, when witches turned on their own for petty land grabs and blood feuds. Witches hadnât lived like mafia scum in decades. âYour world is fine.â
âAnd you would know that how?â Menma taunted, sounding bored.
Sakura rolled her eyes. âDonât be dramatic.â
âDid you know about the new sound coven poaching our witches, then?â Menma went on, lifting one hand out of his coat pocket to inspect his nails. âOr did our precious branch house cousin not tell you herself. Sheâs joined a new pride and is burning for a different war song.â
Sakura tried to remember hearing about that, but the details hadnât ever come up. Last Sakura heard, it was only a boyfriend that Tayuya had latched onto, not a new coven.
âSo?â
Naruto clicked his tongue at her nonchalance. âYouâre spineless if you think itâs nothing. Maybe youâre fine and dandy living a life without magic, but some of us still know better. A new coven blooming in our lands is as good as a war cry. Watch yourself that you not be swept up on the wrong side.â
âYou think thatâs a good enough excuse to hold onto Kisame and Zabuza? Your paranoia makes it okay to keep people like pets.â Â
âYou donât know any better,â Naruto growled. He snapped his teeth at her and she saw the shape of his canines a little more pronounced than the others. His magic flared a bit more, too. âRun away if youâre not going to entertain me.â
Sakura reached into her own magic and felt it sing in her bones with just a hesitant prob. âYou want me to entertain you, kid?â
Menmaâs eyes went wide as he looked to his twin. âYou idiot, not here!â
But Naruto wasnât listening. HIs eyes, once so wide and clear with the most beautiful shade of blue, now burned as red as his magic. The scars on his face turned darker too. He leaned into his magic with a manic grin.
Naruto pulled out a card from his back pocket, long and thin like those belonging to a tarot deck. Sakura could see enough to know there was an illustration, a boarder, and a banner along the bottom with a title. He moved his fingers and the cards split; one became two.
âTry and take them if you think you can.â
Sakuraâs eyes narrowed as more of the details became clear to her. The first card was of a figure with blue skin, the other with a man colored gray. Both were surrounded by waves and frozen in a moment with their eyes closed. Icons danced around their heads in lovely detail.
âLet them go, you know itâs not right,â Sakura said. She spread her arms out and her bones felt tickled with more magic.
Magic leaked out of Menma first, spilling like wine from a goblet to splash on the ground and turn sentient enough to run a trail around them, closing them inside a barrier that shimmered. The rest of the world would never know the things they did from inside.
âYou seriously going to do this you crazy bitch?â Menma hissed, looking pained as he watched his twin and then her, inflate and glow with more magic. He pointed to where Gaara and Konan were outside the barrier, looking lost and searching for a way in. Â âItâs two on one.â
âNot quite, boys.â
Menma whiled and Naruto craned his neck back to see the dark haired figure towering there. Madara grinned down at the pair of them, red eyes glowing with wicked color.
âItâs rude to gang up on a lady,â he chastised with a wagging finger.
âMadara, go! Iâve got this, get outside,â Sakura interrupted, remembering what the twins had said about the shinobi using up their magic and slipping backward into the madness. She thought she had a year to figure out to save them all, but if Madara used his chakra magic here, then how long would she have left with him? Â
âNo can do, love. Iâm in it with you no matter the outcome. Plus, you couldnât believe Iâd really turn away when I saw such an uneven fight slanted in a bratâs favor. Really, look at this kid.â Madara jerked his chin at Naruto. âWhat a spoiled beast.â
Menma turned and took a step back towards his twin, so that they were back to back. âYouâre not involved in this, so donât risk it, shinobi.â
âHeâs an Uchiha,â Naruto hissed. âLook at his eyes, just like Sasuke.â
Madaraâs smile faltered and the first signs of annoyance made the pattern in his eyes mutate and shift into something new.
âThatâs a rude thing to say about someone. I assure you, Iâm completely and wholly unique here, but if you have to test me to know that, then be my guest.â Â Â
âNot like youâll be able to do anything with those eyes of yours. You try, youâll use up all the magic you need to sustain a corporal form.â Menma looked away from Madara to Sakura. âYou going to let him burn away for you and your pride like that? I thought we were supposed to be the heartless ones.â
âMadara, I donât want you risking it,â Sakura hissed, glancing at him from the corner of her eyes. She remembered fingers in her hair and long braids down her back at the cusp of midnight. âI donât know how to help you yet.â
âSure you do. They said a bond as familiar would do the trick, love. Youâll not find anyone more willing than me.â
âI donât want to do that,â she confessed.
Something in her tone made him pause and glance back over his shoulder at her. He swallowed and then dropped his head. âI...It wonât come to that, love. Let me run your defense.â
If she had to, if it turned terrible enough, she would have done what was needed to save him. She could see it playing out. If there was no other way, Sakura knew she would have forged a contract with Madara, but did he know that? Was Madara the type of person that would take advantage of that sort of situation and force her hand to get what he wanted? How much did he want than contract? What was he willing to do to get in on a blood oath as her familiar?
Could she risk it?
Sakura touched his neck and he never expected it, so there was no resistance from her magic. She saw his eyes go wide and then swivel her way as the rest of his body went limp.
âIâm sorry,â she whispered, using more of her lips than her voice to convey the meaning of her heart. She blinked and looked up to the twins, moving to stand in front of Madara. âItâll only last five minutes, but by then this will be over.â
âYou think you could really take on the two of us with just yourself?â Naruto laughed. âThatâs pathetic for a smart girl like you. Whatâs gotten into your head?â
âI donât need to beat you, I just need to win,â Sakura mumbled into the collar of her dress before lifting her head and letting the magic bleed into her eyes. She felt them flash green and then the energy was in her hands.
Naruto was there too.
More fox than boy, he skipped in under her arms and then came up under her chin with fingers sharper than claws. It forced her back and he swiped again, missing just as much. Sakura pulled magic over her arm and the calcium made them thick with an extra layer of protection that inspired the most awful sound when Naruto dragged his claws through it.
The extra layer spread all over her body and she felt it build up around the temples on her head like glittering horns.
âThatâs new.â
Menma chuckled, pulling a switchblade out of his leather jacket. He gripped the wood handle and grinned before a wind as wicked as his smile followed the swipe of his arm, arching towards her. Â
Narutoâs voice was an echo, just as mocking as he flickered out of view, ducking to avoid the blast of magic charged wind. Sakura was fast but not fast enough. She crossed her arms in front of her and braced, taking the brunt of the force with a cry.
It rang out in her head, the same though again and again. Holyshitholyshitholyshit. She was actually doing it, she was fighting Naruto and Menma all on her own using magic. What was she thinking? This wasnât something she should be able to do. Karin was one thing, but the twinsâŠ
They were a level she could only watch and try to keep up with. What had she been thinking taking both boys on? She was going to end up in magic bits. What-was-she-thinking?
âYou donât need to beat them, just win.â
Sakuraâs eyes flickered to Narutoâs back pocket and she saw the shape of the cards. The borders were metallic bronze and gold, catching shreds of light greedily as Naruto moved.
Sakura pushed more of her magic into the calcium deposit at the edges of her skull and let the horns grow. With a final push the layers of her horns began to flake like petals on a overgrown bloom. Sakura pushed even more into the spell and let the quartz clear flakes drift until the world around her was awash with petals. With the light and her hair, some of them seemed pink to her.
Sakura surged and the distribution quadrupled until it was impossible to see through, and thatâs when she moved.
She was slipping in between her own petals, low to the ground and turning sharply behind Naruto. She had a hand in his pocket and lifted the cards. âJust like the bell test.â
She moved once more only to feel something like a car ram into her side. She went flying along with the rest of her petals as Menmaâs cyclone spread out. He shook his hands and the winds ruffled his hair one last time before settling.
âYou weren't supposed to hurt her,â Naruto growled to his cousin.
âYou were the one that clawed first.â
âPlease, if you couldnât tell that was playful I donât know what to say other than get your eyes checked. Lay off, idiot, thereâs blood on the grass now.â He shrugged and then muttered something else. âPlus, only Iâm allowed to hurt her.â
Sakura blinked and looked down to see her side shredded and raw. Blood leaked over the rips in her dress and smeared in the grass. That was her blood, but the pain hadnât caught up with her yet. She had a few more seconds of shock left.
âYouâre the idiot,â Menma grumbled, stuffing his knife back into his jacket and glaring down at Sakura. âYou can finish this without me. Iâm going to eat.â
Sakura grabbed at her side, even as the wounds started to slowly close on their own, remembering how to knit at speeds no other human possessed. It was a trait she could thank the clan for. All Uzumaki witches healed like miracles. Still, everything hurt just the same.
âIgnore him, Sakura chan,â Naruto chirped, going over to her. âI should say sorry too, I forgot to pace myself. It goes so fast, you know. Itâs been awhile since I had to pull my punches so bad. Mom said I wasnât supposed to hurt you too bad.â
Sakura groaned as the adrenaline began to wear off and the pain seeped back in like an angry ghost. Her side screamed in pain as more blood trickled over her fingers. It was healing, but slowly.
âSheâs a smart woman, your mother,â Sakura gasped, panting from the pain.
Naruto stopped where he stood and watched for for a moment. Sakura looked up and saw his eyes were strangely transfixed on her wound. The glee was gone from his smile.
âIt was never a fair fight,â he said.
âIâm not as smart as you thought I was.â
âAnd Iâm not as stupid as you thought. Iâm even nicer than you think too. See, Iâm going to let you keep the cards you lifted from my back pocket and even cover with mom when she finds out about it. You wanna ask me why?â
Naruto knelt down in front of her until their eyes were level.
âWhy?â Sakura ground out.
Her teeth were chattering as panic made her shake. Her body was in a state of shock, healing and flooding with chemicals that helped her fight and flee but not think. Â The magic keeping them hidden from prying eyes still sparkled and Madara still lay where she dropped him. Nothing else changed.
Naruto grabbed at her neck and his finger wrapped around her throat, shaking her. He pulled her forward and his eyes were red and burning. His chakra, usually blue and flighty, was crimson and smelling of wildfires and searing flesh.
âI donât need them,â Naruto hissed. âBuild yourself up and come for me if you dare, I will always win.â
âI donât want anything to do with you,â Sakura gasped, feeling the air thin in her throat under the pressure of his fingertips. It made her see stars.
âIâm the child of prophecy, not you.â
Naruto shook her and Sakura fell onto her side, hitting the grass with the side of her face. She felt her horns break away. The rest of her bone armor flaked off her as the magic in her jumped loose. She wasnât holding onto it anymore so it had no reason to stay where she grew it.
Naruto was still leaking magic and there seemed no end to it.
What had she been thinking?
Sakura dropped her eyes and lay still in the grass, her throat bare and her hair a mess over her face.She breathed heavy, feeling pain in her hand almost as bad as in her side while Naruto just stood over her. He kicked at the grass in front of her face and she flinched. It was enough to get him to chuckle.
âI donât know what she was so worried about. Youâre nothing to spare a second thought on. Itâs a shame though, we could have been great friends. Would you like that, Sakura chan? We could be friends and those two in your pocket could be my gift to you. I like the sound of that.â
Sakura closed her eyes.
âI donât want anything to do with you or your family or magic.â
âSo brave. Youâre lucky I like you. Iâd have popped you otherwise.â He snapped his fingers in front of her face and Sakura glared up through the wetness caught between her lashes. âIâd pop you just like that and no one would care. Remember that the next time you come into my house and strut your pretty ass through the halls like you own the place.â
The last thing he did was show off his claws and then drag them down across her face in a motion too fast to see. Sakura cried out, tasting the blood leaking into her mouth. The taste was bitter and stung when her tears spilled from her eyes.
Naruto stood and left her, laughing as he passed through the barrier. Â
Sakura didnât move for a while, feeling the magic start to melt away from the barrier in bits and pieces. It wouldnât come down all at once, and hopefully by then she would be up and on her feet again.
But Sakura didnât want to move.
It was when only the barest traces of magic still remained that Kakuzu stepped through and picked her up.
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fluff friday (saturday)Â âghibli/runawayâ {keep yourself a secret} [narusaku]
dedicated to @obsessed-lass who reminds me of my love of narusaku when I first read naruto. youâre great!
this is a castle in the sky au that I want to expand when I have time. I have the worst time management skills, lol.
âYou sure youâve got this under control?â
âYou can count on me!â Sakura exclaims, hefting buckets filled with coal onto her shoulders. âGo on! I know Asuma wants you home in time for dinner.â
Kurenai chuckles, eyes soft as she ruffles Sakuraâs hair. âHe does kick up quite a fuss if Iâm not home when the station actually closes. Should I bring you some of his pastries tomorrow?â She grins. âIf I tell him itâs for you heâll even bake them fresh.â
âYouâve got yourself a deal! Will he makeââ
âThe berry tart with extra strawberries? Of course,â Kurenai says before tossing the keys to Sakura. âI expect you here bright and early to open up. Hiruzen will panic if we arenât up and running on time.â
âGot it!â
Sakura watches as Kurenai takes the elevator out of what is affectionately termed âThe Pit,â before returning to her task. She dumps the coal into the bins by the trains, prepping for the bustle of the coming day. Sakura places the buckets back in the closet and snatches up the ring of keys.
Sakura cannot keep from grinning as she weighs the keys in her hand, looking over all the myriad of sizes and shapes to them. There are thirty-seven keys in all and her absolute favorite is the large bronze key that locks the gate. It is an old key and oxidized in a way that makes most of it appear green.
She feels stately and otherworldly as she turns the key in the gate, locking the passage between the station and the railroads. Sakura loops the key ring into her belt, grinning as they thump musically against her thigh as she walks.
A high-pitched, whining noise makes her pause. Sakura looks up, blinking as a red light descends from the sky.
A shooting star?
No, she can tell as it comes closer that the light is emitting from a necklace worn by a boy.
Sakura races in his direction, climbing the slope to one of the many precarious balances that cross above the Pit. Theyâve been expanding the station, have been for years and the work is never done.
With an ease born of experience, Sakura steps out onto the plank and eyes the boyâs descent. She positions herself beneath it, balancing and bracing herself to catch him.
Sakura squints against the gleam of his necklace as he descends fully into her arms. The necklaceâs glow fades and Sakura gets a better look at the boy.
He is unconscious and dressed oddly in garish hues of orange and blue. His face is strangely marked with lines on each cheek but Sakura is more focused on his hair. It is the color of sunlight.
Sakura cradles him close, listening attentively to the creaking of the board beneath her as she moves back to safer ground.
When she turns her face back to the boy, crystalline blue eyes meet her.
The boy is awake.
âWho are you?â he asks, squirming out of her grasp.
âIâm Sakura. Are you alright?â
âIâm fine,â he blusters, brushing off his clothes. He glances away and back again before bending over in a formal bow. âThank you. My name is Naruto. Iâm not completely sure how I came to be here, but Iâm grateful.â
âOf course,â she replies, flustered by the antiquated gesture. They stand in silence for a moment before Sakura says, âDo you have anywhere to stay the night?â
He opens his mouth, falters, and shakes his head.
âWould you like to stay with me?â Sakura asks. âYou can take my bed for the night.â
His face splits in a smile so bright that Sakura loses her breath. âThat would be wonderful, thank you.â
And that is how Sakura meets Naruto.
âWho are they?â Sakura asks, ducking back behind her house. She eyes the men in long black coats embellished in red clouds with suspicion. They donât fit into the sleepy town of Konoha.
âPirates,â Naruto spits the word and it is the most vitriolic thing Sakura has heard out of his mouth. âTheyâre called Akatsuki. They want the treasures of Uzushio.â
Sakura tightens her mouth and firms her stance as she catches the flicker of fear in his eyes. âTheyâve chased you before?â
He hesitates for a brief moment before nodding.
âOkay,â Sakura says. âGive me a second.â
She ducks back into her house, heading into the room on the second floor. She listens to the soft hooting and cooing from the owls, all in various stages of sleep. Sakura opens their cages and sends up a brief prayer for their safety. Â
Sakura goes back out to Naruto, taking his hand in hers. âIâll protect you from the pirates,â she promises rashly. âWeâll need to go into town. I have to give Kurenai the keys and hopefully we can shake them in the crowd.â
Naruto nods, not looking all that pleased with the plan but trusting her regardless. Something in Sakura is warmed by the notion, but she is quickly distracted with slipping past Akatsuki unseen.
Something goes wrong along the way, an unsure foot along the cobble, a perceptive glance around, something happens in a way that the tall blue one looks upon them with a disturbing grin.
âKonan, I found them!â
Sakura mutters the word Asuma said once when all of the pies burned while they were playing cards.
Naruto looks impressed.
âCome on!â Sakura hisses, dragging Naruto into the morning crush of people.
âSakura!â Kurenai exclaims. âWhat on earth is going on?â
âThis is Naruto,â Sakura says. âThere are some bad people after him. Iâm going to help.â
There is pride coloring Kurenaiâs voice as she says, âI expected nothing less.â She draws Sakura into a brisk, warm hug. âGo on. Asuma and I will take care of them.â
âThanks, Kurenai!â Sakura replies, bussing a kiss across her cheek before passing her the keys. âYou need these more than I do but donât worry; Iâll be back soon!â
Kurenai looks at them, rather, she looks at Naruto. âIâm not so sure you will be, dear.â
âCâmon,â Naruto says, tightening his hold on Sakuraâs hand, brushing past Kurenai, and ducking into the nearby alley.
âNaruto!â Sakura scolds as she picks up her pace to keep up with him. âThat was quite rude!â
âSorry,â he mutters, casting his eyes about. âIâm just worried. I donât want to be a burden to you.â
Sakura squeezes his hand. âYou arenât a burden! Youâre my friend. Besides, my parents always believed in Uzushio.â She pats the map at her belt. âTheyâd be proud to know Iâm keeping up the search.â
Naruto smiles. âItâll be an adventure.â
âThe very best,â Sakura says firmly. âFirst, however, we need to get away from the pirates. I think the train station is our best bet.â
âDidnât you give the keys to Kurenai?â Naruto asks, following her as she begins to weave among the maze of buildings.
âYeah but Hiruzen has a set himself. He always gets there before dawn and opens the train station. He always complains when we show up on time, saying that weâre late.â Sakura giggles.
âSounds like quite a guy,â Naruto says.
âHeâs the best.â
Sakura guides Naruto along her favorite path into the Pit, mindful of her surroundings. It still comes as a surprise, however, when Naruto is tackled to the ground.
âRunning away was quite naughty!â an angry voice declares and Sakura prepares herself to yank the boy off of Naruto.
She stops, however, when she sees his face.
He has Narutoâs face. If not for his eyes and hair, Sakura would call them mirror images.
âWho are you?â she demands, gathering herself and pushing him free of Naruto.
âMenma of Fire,â he replies, red eyes cool and distant. He looks her over and sniffs, clearly finding her lacking. âAnd who are you, urchin?â
âNone of your business!â Naruto declares, hopping back on his feet. His nose is bleeding but his gaze is hard as he stares at Menma. âYou need to leave me alone!â
âYou need to come with me, Naruto,â Menma says. âJust imagine what we can do together.â
âI already told you no! Why wonât you just leave me alone?â Naruto demands.
Sakura strikes a leg out, sweeping Menmaâs feet from beneath him while distracted. He tumbles and, at the sharp angle of the slope, slides far away from him. Sakura winces in sympathy as he catches on hard edges but she doesnât feel too bad when she sees the relief in Narutoâs eyes.
âLetâs go,â Sakura urges, eyes up on the lip of the Pit. Already, it is dotted with the pirates and men dressed in the same uniform as Menma. For the moment, they seem preoccupied with each other but that wonât remain the case for long. âHiruzen will be able to help us get out of here.â
Naruto wavers, clutching at the pendant at his throat.
âNaruto,â Sakura says, waiting until he looks at her. Their enemies are closing in around them and they are in a precarious position that requires some finessing. She needs to get them out of here safely. And for that, she needs Naruto. âNaruto, do you trust me?â
Naruto looks at her and for a moment he looks so much older than his twelve years. Sakura feels as if her soul is bared to his eyes, scorched beneath his scrutiny. His hand tightens on the strange pendant and he smiles as he pulls it free from his body.
Sakura knows sheâs passed some sort of test, though what kind she couldnât say.
âItâs strange really,â Naruto says, grabbing her hand and pressing the pendant into it. She feels a shiver go up her spine and, for a moment, the pendant is heavy. The moment passes and Sakura wonders if she just imagined it. âI trust you Sakura.â
Sakura grins. âGood. What Iâm about to ask of you is going to require all of that trust.â
Naruto nods, entwining his hand around hers, the pendant firmly sandwiched between them. âIâm ready when you are.â
Breath quickening, Sakura stares at the crane jib and hook that are moving slowly nearby. It is headed their way and Sakura tenses in preparation. She can do this. âWhen I say jump, jump.â
Naruto nods, his confidence in her obvious in his eyes.
Sakura takes a deep breath, tightens her hand on his, and says, âJump.â
They jump.
#my fic#fluff friday#rather saturday#why do i always do this?#lol#narusaku#Sakura Haruno#Naruto Uzumaki#they're so young#and precious#and i definitely want to expand into a full story#someday
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Menma & RTN-Hinata :3
I prefer Menmaâs black hair tho <3 I think Menmaâs personalities like Sasuke+Garaa.. He just too shy to say âi love youâ to RTN-Hinata, but he finds her cute when she annoyed or sulking (you can say Menma is sadistic type).. And for RTN-Hinata, i love to draw her with lipstick! XD When she married with Menma, she dressed carefully and not-so-openly (i mean, she not showing her skin quite often).. Still temperamental and always seducing Menma.. But she also always nagging when Menma didnât do what she says :B
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The only Wagamama I tried in my life was the one in Auckland, first was their branch in Sylvia Park and next was one in High Street but sadly early July this year they had shut their doors. It was quite sad for me as I liked this place and their food, I so loved it I even recreated one of my favourites in their menu called the Teriyaki Steak Soba.
Before their doors shut, I was not able to grab my last dish from them as we were on a holiday in Europe back then, luckily there is a Wagamama in where we were at that moment and it was inside Tivoli Garden in Copenhagen, Denmark. Unlike the New Zealand branches this one was quite huge, which reminds me of the restaurant Cha Cha in Berlin, I guess they had the same concept.
Located at the back of the park near between the Bumper Cars and the Flying Trunk, there is also an entry in Tietgensgade street if you donât wish to visit the park. Like I said the place was huge, perhaps it can sit more than 200 people easily, and the time we came in there was quite early for Danes lunch time, probably around 12:30 as there were very few people inside.
We started with some Peach Iced Tea (Kr 36.00) as we wait for our order. Few minutes later the order started coming and service was quite fast. I guess because there were a few people when we came in.
First item that came was the Grilled Duck Ramen (Kr 157.00), prepared with tender, boneless duck leg splashed with citrus ponzu sauce in a vegetable noodle soup. dressed in chilli, seasonal greens and coriander.
Then came the Shirodashi Ramen (Kr 147.00), made with slow cooked pork belly marinated in bulgogi sauce on top of noodles in a rich chicken broth with dashi and miso. topped with pea shoots, menma, spring onions, wakame and half a tea-stained egg.
Third was the Wagamama Ramen (Kr 152.00), a loaded ramen made with grilled chicken, barbecued pork, prawns, chikuwa and mussels in a miso, ginger and chicken noodle soup., topped with half a tea-stained egg, menma and spring onions.
The last order was Katsu Curry (Kr 144.00) for a change, since the first three were noodle soups. This one is prepared with chicken coated in crispy panko breadcrumbs, covered in an aromatic curry sauce served with sticky rice and a side salad.
The food was Ok, I find the New Zealand ones are much tastier probably because of local taste preferences. Flavours of the ramen broth was quite mild, but the ingredients used were great, salad on top was fresh and crispy and the toppings was tasty, I especially liked the pork belly on that Shirodashi Ramen. Kastu Curry on the other hand was phenomenal, crispy tasty and moist inside.
Overall the food was good, place was very clean, and the service was amazing. It was quite pricey compared to the New Zealand ones but itâs in Denmark, most of the things here are expensive. Just think of this, that Wagamama Ramen cost NZ$35.00 and the drink is NZ$8.50, with that price I can eat three really good bowls of ramen and two similar drinks.
Wagamama Address: Tietgensgade 20, 1704 KĂžbenhavn, Denmark Phone: +45 33 75 06 58 Website: https://www.wagamama.dk/restauranter/tivoli
Wagamama Tivoli (Copenhagen, Denmark) The only Wagamama I tried in my life was the one in Auckland, first was their branch in Sylvia Park and next was one in High Street but sadly early July this year theyâŠ
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Inheritance prompt 10 with the Uzumaki clan. >=)
Of course.
âYeah, but itâs not a literal marriage, right? Thatâs insane, and probably illegal,â Sakura asked over the speakerphone while lining her eyes with black liquid until they were perfect wings.
âYouâll have to clear that up with the family in question. Those were the only lines pertaining to you in the will,â Kakashi droned on, likely reading something while he also spoke over speaker phone. âYouâre meeting with them today, correct?â
âAs soon as I hang up Iâm heading on over there.â
Sakura pulled away from the mirror and blinked a few times. She liked the ritual of painting herself up if it was before something that made her nervous. A test was less stressful with the right lipstick. A job interview turned into a cakewalk with enough mascara. It was at times like these she missed Ino most.
âYou need an escort?â
âYou think I need one?â she laughed.
She looked like a princess but she knew no amount of make up would make her right hook any less lethal. Her phone slipped off the side of the vanity and started to fall. Before it could fall halfway she grabbed it also pinned the wet rollers that were starting to tip over the ledge. Her speed wasnât anything to sneer at either. If she was one of Kakashiâs top students that should count for enough.
She heard his sigh on the other end and set her phone back down, making sure it was flat on the table top this time. âYouâll call after your meeting, otherwise Iâll show up on my own and make sure my favorite studentâs not being forced into a literal child bride contract.â
âIâm hardly a child anymore.â
âSame difference to me.â
She changed out her studs for dangling earrings, almost finished. âHey, you never know. I might end up taking advantage of the inheritance if they are cute.â
âYou donât even know who they are, or what they are.â
Sakura checked her hair once more in the mirror. It looked light and fluffy, perfect for a night in sock rolls. âDoesnât matter to me. Iâm heading out now. Iâll text you when I get more information.â
Kakashi sounded like he wanted to say more but she cut off the call and dumped her phone into her purse, keys already in hand.
The Uzumaki clanâs compound was actually pretty far north, up in the mountains where the hot springs were famous and roads were thin. The clan was pretty traditional from the sounds of it. They ran an inn famed for its own private hot springs that made it a local jewel for the village.
It took her over an hour to make it driving the way she did. Halfway there she knew she could never move so far north, she was too used to multi lane highways and plenty of space to speed on straight roadways.
She pushed her sunglasses up onto her head, pinning back her hair. She whistled low at the sight of the sprawling manor. Not bad if this was what she got to marry into. The idea still made her laugh. All her friends thought it was laughable as well, but a few had been concerned, taking it seriously.
âIf theyâre really traditional they may stick to it,â Hinata told her, speaking from personal experience.
Sakuraâs plan had been to look as prissy as possible and be her usual self. That was sure to scare them off and make them want out of the deal as much as her. She wasnât this old and still single without a reason.
On the first level there were stairs down to the restaurant part of the inn and stairs up to the rooms. A hallway led back to the springs. Sakura stopped at the receptionists desk and waved to the girl impeccably dressed like a woman straight out of history. âCute.â
âHello,â Sakura greeted, still cheerful and excited to see more of the inn before going back. âIâm Sakura Haruno. I have an appointment here I believe with Kushina Uzumaki.â
The woman nodded, wordless and opened the book to scan the list of names. She found one and glanced up at Sakura before reading whatever note had been beside the name. Sakura watched the girl swallow and stiffly raise her eyes again. âOne moment, madam. I shall phone them now.â
Sakura grinned when she saw the old fashioned rotary phone that looked like it belonged back at the turn of the century. It was perfectly elegant, like so much of the inn. Â Sakura took a step back and entertained herself with the wall art to give the girl the feeling of privacy while on the phone.
âYesâŠ.yes, she isâŠ.is she-oh, umâŠ.yes, I think so. Of course. Yes.â
Sakura heard the ending of the call as the hand piece was returned to the cradle with a click. Sakura turned back around and waited to be addressed, noting a vein of nervousness in the womanâs posture now.
âKushina Uzumaki is expecting you in the gardens. Follow this hallway out and turn left away from the springs.â The girl gave further instructs and Sakura thanked her for them before going off.
The hall seemed to go on forever. Sakura swore she saw that same ink painting on the wall before. It was so odd, because she knew she hadnât turned left or right. There was something off about the hall.
She forced herself to stop and concentrate on her breathing. She felt her mental spirit mount with the determination to break through any spiritual barrier or illusion and opened her eyes again. She could see the end of the hallway but didnât walk towards it. Cautiously, she turned on her heel and saw behind her a red fox.
âThat how you welcome all your guests?â she joked with a wry grin. It tensed at her tone and she bared her teeth at it, sending it running off into the shadows.
No wonder Kakashi had been worried about her. The spiritual side of her training was not her strong suit, since she switched over her focus to the physical side of things three years back. Still, she was his best student, so illusions cast by demons of such a low level werenât something she was concerned about, even if she didnât come from a clan.
She found the garden, but it was empty. Her senses tingled and she carefully set down her purse on one of the tables before turning slowly and seeing the same fox from before, only this time it had more than one tail and beside it was a black forest fox.
âIâm not sure if this is worth it, but Iâm here, so I might as well humor the family,â Sakura hummed, pretending to be more concerned with her nails. âYou going to bite me or talk, kit?â
âYouâre the one Tsunade sent?â a new voice hissed. Sakura glanced back over her shoulder to see a female fox, standing atop one of the tables.
âIâm the one she mentioned in her will. A matter which I wanted to clear up, because I thought it was absurd to come across such an odd inheritance stipulation. Iâm guessing this is the part where you try to eat me, or was the story about Kushina being here a lie?â
âSheâll be here if youâre worth speaking to.â
âIâm really not. Iâm nothing special and I just wanted to be polite before putting this whole misunderstanding behind us,â Sakura joked, waving her hands. âYou wanna just let me go and we can pretend this never happened?â
âWe would of if you didnât break through the illusion. Now we have toâŠâ the black one dipped his head before the fox beside him-a twin-finished the sentence.
â-See what kind of meat Tsunade left us!â
Sakura felt the fox fire behind her but ducked fast, snarling at the thought of her hair being singed. She hadnât picked the right sort of shoes for this sort of nonsense. The tags were pinned to the garter under her skirt and she slipped a couple out with ease before throwing one like a dart at the female fox. It stuck her with a yelp and Sakura activated the seal that canceled out fire.
âNo more of that, kit,â Sakura teased, using her banter as a way to ground herself in battle. It was the next best thing if she didnât have sour candies to chew on. She hadnât been expelling demons long enough to be able to manage without some sort of crutch, like Kakashi or even Might Guy. She was still learning, but she was confident she could handle three adolescent kits.
The black one lunged for her, inflating in size until he was bigger than a dog, but Sakura caught him by the throat and slammed him hard into the ground, knowing he wouldnât get up, demon or not. That was the price of over estimating her.
âMenma!â the other fox cried, running towards his twin.
Sakura was fast and grabbed him by the tail before yanking him back and flipping him up onto his back. He tried to grow under her, suddenly thick with chakra, but Sakura supplanted her heel on his neck and bared her teeth, another paper seal between her fingers. The girl fox was still caught in the first one.
âOf dear, my precious babies were quite embarrassing,â a new voice cut in, followed by hand clapping.
Sakura stepped off the foxâs throat and turned to the woman with long red hair. Sakura released the seal binding the female fox and her fire down and as soon as she was free she dashed for the woman Sakura guessed to be Kushina. The one under her heel ran to his brother, whining and chirping.
âIf I knew it was going to have been like this I would have traded in the heels for flats,â Sakura sighed, tone level as she turned her back to the woman and reached for her purse. When she turned around the female fox was a red haired girl wearing glasses and looking flustered.
âYou looked superb regardless, Sakura chan. Iâm so glad Tsunade recommended you to us,â the woman cooed, folding her hands and smiling brightly. âYouâre adorable.â
In spite of herself, Sakura felt herself blush. âAh, thank you. I suppose the marriage contract was just a farce to get me here and see what I could do?â
On the ground the two fox brothers had turned back to boys and the one she knocked down was starting to rouse, surprising Sakura. The Uzumaki were a hardy bunch if he was waking up so soon.
She had been right about them being twins though, the only difference between them was that one had dark black hair, but both sported whiskers. They looked to be around her age, which was surprising, since neither had more than two tails.
âOh no, dear, that isnât true at all. We fully intend on engaging you to one of our clanâs children.â
Sakura blinked, staring up from the boys. âWhat?â
Kushina kissed the girl in glassesâ head and pushed her forward. âThis is my niece Karin. On the ground are my sons, Naruto, and the darker one is Menma.â
Sakura was still struggling with what was said earlier. ââŠWhat?â
âOh, and my husband is out, but heâll introduce himself later. Heâs really looking forward to having another girl in the family. Itâs been hard on Karin being the only one. Speaking of that, which do you prefer, girls or boys? Or do you not care?â
Sakura felt numb in her bones. ââŠâŠâŠWhat?â
âAnd I know the boys are close, so you could take one or both depending on how you feel.âSakura felt her eyes widen. âOr just marry them all, that could work too. Mostly in the past itâs just been two spouses, but there have been a few that took three or four into the marriage. Itâs better for the kits that way.â
Sakura couldnât keep her voice from cracking. ââŠWhat?â
The woman clapped her hands again, eyes bright and shocking blue in a way they hadnât been before. âYouâre tired from the long drive here though, so weâll get your room ready in the family suite. Karin, want to take Sakuraâs bags?â
âShe doesnât have any.â
âPoo. Youâll have to share for the night then. You look to be almost the same size.â
Sakura took one step backwards, robotically turned on her heel, and walked the rest of the way out, down the hall, past the front desk, to the parking lot and into her car. She didnât panic until her key was in the ignition, failing to turn the engine. Nothing responded, not even the lights.
Still stiff as a fawn, Sakura got out and popped the hood, realizing in horror that her car was empty. There was literally nothing under her hood. It had all been magicked away.
Sakura grabbed her purse from the front seat and started to walk down the driveway, back out to the main road. She walked for maybe fifteen minutes before realizing she was caught in another illusion. This time the spell was far stronger and Sakura felt herself rightly trapped. When she turned around Kushina was there and the pair of them were back in the parking lot outside the inn. The Uzumaki matriarch smiled kindly, as if she thought it was cute a human had tried to break the spell on an illusion cast by a matriarch.
âLady,â Sakura stated, voice cracking, âitâs not going to work. Your kids all will hate me. I beat them up on our first meeting. Theyâre going to resent that forever.â
âI doubt that. Youâre perfect for this family. Karin will adore you for your seal work, itâs not often someone can trap her or seal her fire with a hand drawn tag. And if youâre worried about the boys, wellâŠâ She smiled to herself slyly. âIâm afraid your beating had the opposite effect of what youâre claiming.â
âNo, I know what this is. Youâre just in it because you need a human with chakra in the bloodline. Iâve heard this story before. Itâs no different then how it was with the Uchiha, so you can drop the act.â
Sakura might have imagianed it, but at the mention of the Tengu clan Sakura had tangled with in the past the bright blue of Kushinaâs eyes flickered red. Still, her smile never faltered.
âYou donât have to worry about the Uchiha while you are here. Youâre safe.â Â
âIâm not marrying your kids.â
Her frown was more of a pout. âBut you donât even know them! Donât you wanna get a little closer to my cuties before you make a decision?â
âNot really,â Sakura laughed, feeling on the edge of hysterical. âI wanna go home and wear my âworldlyâ lace pajamas, eat junk food like french fries, gummy bears, and ice cream, listen to a music player that doesnât use a needle, and watch Game of Thrones like any self respecting woman of the modern age. Iâm not dressing up like a shrine maiden and cooking for a man for the rest of my life.â
âYou wouldnât have, we have plenty of servants for that sort of thing. Weâre actually quite modernized, youâll find. The boys read comics and Karin even has a Netflix account.â The womanâs smile stretched up. âAlso, no one is going to complain if you want to wear naughty lingerie in this house.â Â Â
âIâm not!â a voice called from back inside the inn. Sakura couldnât tell if it was Naruto or his brother Menma, but guessed it was one of them and it made her blush.
âStill, itâs a marriage. IâŠI canât. You need my help expelling spirits I would be willing to hang out and help, but I canât⊠just marry into your family. Tsunade made a mistake. My name shouldnât have been in that will.â
The woman seemed to wilt. âI understand if youâre really that opposed to the idea, but please stay the week with us. Just seven days at the inn, complements of the family. Get to know the kids a little and then make your decision at the end of those seven days. Thatâs fair, right?â
Sakura glanced up over the womanâs shoulder and saw the three kids all standing in the entryway. Naruto was smiling brightly just like his mother while supporting his dark haired twin. Menma looked up and met her gaze, only to blush and duck his eyes. Behind them Karin watched wordless, masking her expression.
None of them looked dangerous, and the situation was vastly different then when the Uchiha had breached the subject with Kakashi. No one was demanding she make any dramatic life changes or give up anything important. They didnât sound like the type to force their way either, if Kushina really meant what she said about the seven days. There was really no way Sakura could break through the illusion on her own, so Kushina had all the power to demand more from her if she thought it necessary.
If she renegade on her deal after seven days Sakura would call Kakashi.
âI didnât pack for an overnight trip.â
Kushinaâs eyes lit up along with her smile. âWe have anything you could possibly need on hand. Just tell us what you need and our fox spirits will run and grab it for you.â
Sakura let her purse slide off her shoulder to the crook of her elbow as she sighed and relented. âFine. Seven days.â
âOf course,â the mother cheered, taking Sakura by the shoulders and leading her back into the inn building. âYouâre going to love it here, though. Itâs a life time of pampering you have to look forward to if you choose to make this your home.â
Naruto and his brother were quick to clear the doorway for them, but Sakura didnât miss how they kept themselves close as Sakura was led on a tour of the estate. Karin watched critically and Sakura felt her every move recorded by the girlâs mind.
âSo we can call you Sakura chan, right, Sakura chan?â Naruto cheered, hopping alongside the group.
Sakura could only swallowed and nod as they led her around and set up her up in a room.Â
True to her word all the things she requested showed up in the hour thanks to the innâs fox spirits. She went to bed that night, not knowing how well she would sleep, but surprised how soft the futon was under her.
âIs it done?â Kushina asked, looking up at her husband with a soft smile as he entered their bedroom that night.
Minato frowned, stripping off his outer layers. âAs best I could, but Kakashi is not any average human. Heâll remember her before the month is up, and he wonât be happy to know I suppressed his memories. Sakura is precious to him.â
His wife waved a hand and rolled her eyes.
âHeâs not the only one who understands her value. And I donât need him to forget her forever, just long enough for Sakura to fall in love with one of the kits. Did you hear Naruto going on and on about her after dinner? Oh, you will. The boy is smitten if ever I saw it. Heâs almost as bad as Menma, but thereâs no saving that child from the love bug. One punch and he was sold! I knew Sakura chan would be perfect for my boys.â
âOh, did you now?â Minatoa asked, sliding into bed beside his wife. âWhat about our lovely niece? What did she think of our house guest.â
âHer nature is to be weary, but sheâs far too fascinated with Sakura to be safe for long. I hope it ends happy for all of them and no one gets their heart crushed, but itâs just all my hopeful wishing.â
Minato kissed his wife and turned off the lights. âWeâll see in the next seven days, wonât we?â
#Uzumaki#Naruto#Sakura#Sakura haruno#naruto uzumaki#menma uzumaki#karin uzumaki#Writing prompt#my writing#this was supposed to be shorter
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