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xq1zi · 5 months ago

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simple words

warnings: angst, badly written in my opinion, english not first language, and rushed.

word count: 1.9k

A/N: i did this in one sitting bc i had to get off my mind. but i couldn’t choose on how i wanted to end it T_T

it was known that you were friends with everyone. friendly with everyone. being the leafs sweetheart almost. but even a little more friendly with shikamaru nara. only being aware of your feelings two years ago during the time when naruto had gone away for training.

it was during a sleepover with the girls. the question had come up about crushes naturally. all were teasing hinata for still not being able to be in a 10 meter radius of naruto without passing out.

and how ino and sakura are still going at it for sasuke. but unfortunately tenten just happened to mention how you would prefer shikamaru’s presence than anyone else.

naturally you were denying these claims. how you act the same with everyone and how they are just seeing things. “[name] you really think that we are that blind? we all can tell that you have a thing for him.” sakura pointed out.

“right. you couldn’t be more obvious then hinata. no offense hinata.” ino added on.

“none taken.” hinata spoke softly as always.

“i think you should make a move [name]. i don’t see anyone else competing with you.” tenten teased. “guys stop it i don’t have a crush on him or anyone else! it never even crossed my mind!” the feeling of blood rushing to your cheeks.

now that fact has crossed your mind. it seems like your cheeks even reddened more. liking the possibility of being with him. ‘i do i actually like him?’ you thought.

“based on how your face is red as a tomato, i think you do have a crush on him. no way you had a crush on him without knowing.” the teasing only began from ino.

sakura joined in only to say how could you like someone who’s so lazy. but he wasn't, he was a hard thinker. and a good person. luckily they calmed down and you learned on how to be more aware about your relationship with him.

preparation for the chunin exams have begun. and with the newly bloomed relationship with the sand village. and with that temari came to help. with that shikamaru was appointed to be her escort.

you could tell they have a different relationship. it was almost like they were more comfortable with each other. he claimed it was a drag and he didn’t like doing it. but secretly you had a feeling you just couldn’t ignore. especially the rumors.

it gotten worse each day. how they looked and acted like a old married couple. ‘how annoying.’ as soon as that thought came you stopped it. ‘no way am i jealous? this isn’t like me…’

these feelings are only brewing more and more. one day you asked shikamaru if he wanted to hang out.

“so shika what do you say? we haven’t hung out in a while?!” you said excitedly.

“nah, sorry can’t. i have to escort temari again. this is starting to be a real drag.” he groaned.

“oh.. well i can help you or something? you know like keep you company!”

“too much company in my opinion. women can be such a drag.” typical response. but it still hurts a bit. “oh okay next time then.”

he walked away while waving from behind. wasn't the first time he rejected your proposal. you would often do a little pleading with him. but this time it’s different. it's for a girl that he’s rejecting you. but it’s his job right? to keep her safe while here. not like he want that time to be alone with her.

now shikamaru was no idiot he could tell you were drawn to him more but merely brushed it off. girl and boys can be just friends too. when naruto had come back he walked with him alongside temari and sakura. after leaving the hokage building. naruto hinted at the idea of him and temari he also said something else.

“you know shikamaru i would always thought you would end up with [name] seeing how she was always close to you.” naruto blurted out.

“shut up you idiot. i’m not with anyone, nor am i going to be.” he said right back.

“yeah as if i would ever be with him.” temari almost grossed out of the idea.

he can’t lie that he enjoys temari’s presence. it was different. without both of them knowing they do some friendly flirting.

lady tsunade sent you on a mission alone C level nothing you can’t handle on your own. you had heard some voices coming. once they became more clear it was them. shikamaru and temari in pure panic you hid up in a tree. he never walked her this far; he always left her at the village entrance.

“so you have a little girlfriend. is that right?” she teased.

“huh? what are you talking about.” he raised an eyebrow.

“naruto was talking about how [name] is so close to you. and always with you.” she elaborated.

“she more like a clingy friend than anything else. a nice friend but extremely clingy in my opinion.” did you hear that right? are you sure you aren’t imagining it?

“aw come on, don't be like that, she's nice. she probably just has a crush on you.”

“yeah, yeah whatever. bye see you.” he didn’t want to continue the conversation so he left.

“see you soon!” she yelled as he walked away.

you stood in place. clingy? is that how he saw you. that’s the equivalent of being annoying. were you annoying? you know how he didn’t like people who were annoying. he likes to be at peace. your mind being sent into a mental overdrive. seemingly almost forgetting that you were being sent on a mission.

the whole time being sent on your mission his words repeating in your mind. your soul was crushed. someone who you thought had a good relationship with. only thinks you're clingy. heartbroken was an understatement. what if others would agree? were you actually clingy?

‘i have to stop thinking this is getting out of control.’ you thought. and with that you completely shut off the rest of the time and not think about it. when coming back it felt like a fever dream.

not to mention what happened in the sand village when you were gone. sakura fills you in on what happened. shocking as it was if you were being honest that wasn’t your main concern. now being self aware of how you acted, you made sure you toned it down a bit. sakura invited you to a dinner that everyone is coming to.

when dinner time came you went to the restaurant where dinner was taking place. you greeted everyone, sitting down and the night began. you kept your answers nice and short.

nothing too complicated. sat between naruto and lee you didn’t have to say much. but having shikamaru across from you your nerves never seemed to calm down. having to be painfully aware of a reality that you just didn’t want to face.

“i think i'm going to call it a night. i'm still tired from coming back.” you got up while making the announcement.

as you were walking out ino nudged shikamaru to walk you home like he has always done.

“hey!, i’ll walk you home.” he called out. you stopped. but not turning to face him.

“actually, there isn’t really a need. I'll be fine on my own but thank you.” you stated walking out.

he stood there confused and sat right back down. “damn shikamaru, whatcha do that got her upset? i don’t think i’ve seen her reject someone walking her home, even you.” kiba laughed as akamaru barked.

“you think something happened to her? i feel like something is upsetting her.” sakura said in a worried tone. “yes!, indeed! i feel as if something happened to [name] also!” lee agreed.

“i hope nothing happened to her while on her mission.” hinata spoke. “nah! [name] is a sweet person you know! with a strong mind no way a little C level mission can change something. right shikamaru.” naruto yelled while eating his food.

“yeah, no way something could’ve happened.” shikamaru reassured. neji agreed with him, the others were not so convinced. nonetheless didn’t think much of it.

days went by and you didn’t seem to revert back to your old self. everyone was concerned but you told them it was nothing to worry about.they were just imagining it.

you stopped hanging out with shikamaru as much. not like you think he actually mind that much. you say by yourself under a tree, and shikamaru seemingly popped out of nowhere.

“you women, you're such a drag.” he said, surprising you.

“what are you talking about shikamaru?” a dry but warm response. also using his full name. no nickname.

“what’s up with you. why are you being so weird. i’m getting dragged into this because everyone thinks i should talk with you.” he sat down just about 1 foot away from you.

“i honestly don’t know where you guys are getting this from but it’s getting annoying. i think you guys are imagining things” almost chuckling.

“stop the bullcrap. something’s bothering you. you haven't hung out with us as much anymore” what a serious tone he used.

“would you leave me if i told you? would you drop this and forget it.”

“yeah, i guess i would not sure about the others.” he put his arms up against the back of his head and laid back on the tree.

“fine then. more or less i got heartbroken by some guy and he told me something that made me aware of some things. there. happy now?” said with a defeated tone. if you were to go more into it you fear you would burst into tears.

“man, all of this over some dude. what a pain. he probably wasn’t worth it.”

“…” it was too much. you had overheard about how temari had broken down into shikamaru’s arms after almost losing her two brothers. villagers stating how they almost kissed.

how they went out to dinner and he never made her pay. new travels fast. not to mention how you overheard him to the guys saying he wouldn’t mind the idea of being married to her. when he was asked.

“don’t start thinking about how he was probably worth it.” he complained about the idea of you spouting nonsense about this “guy”.

“i won’t. he doesn’t even like me. he likes someone else. anyways you told me you would leave me alone.” you huffed. still acting like nothing personally wrong with the two of you.

“oh right, man this is over some guy? don’t be getting everyone worried like that.” he stood up.

“you don’t understand. you’re just a guy.” you playfully said with a hint of sadness. not only did he make you self conscious about how you act. and how annoying you could possibly be. a girl who has known him in less time has won him over.

“right, sure even then that’s too much work to even understand so i’ll let you be.” so he left. leaving you with your thoughts.

when he returned to report on the conversation to the rest of the girls, they had a feeling that “guy” was actually the person spilling all this information. they came to your house later that night. and eventually. you caved.

“he likes her. i can’t compete with her. he called me clingy?! i’m i really that clingy?? am i so annoying to him?” the tears went on for the night. nothing that others could say that would help.

unfortunately now you had your brain chemically altered. over just some simple words. and your unrequited love is nothing more than a mere empty fantasy.

heyy! hope this wasn’t a pain to read. i feel as tho this was badly written and rushed. lmk if it is then i’ll fix it!

#shikamaru x reader #shikamaru nara #naruto shikamaru #naruto #shikamaru angst #naruto x reader #naruto angst

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sakuraharuno156 · 1 year ago

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Let's look at Infinite Tsukuyomi dreams once again:

and see how it's clearly shows Hinata is a really sh*tty person

Worth to mention - this is their perfect world, this is how they wished it to be. No limits, no restrictions, everything is possible.

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Let's see how they want the world to be:

Gaaras dream:

His parents are ALIVE AND HAPPY. His siblings are with their parents and they are all a close, cute family.

Lee and TenTen:

Lee wants to fight with Neji/Naruto and win, but Neji wanted to fight with Lee and we know they were sparring frequently.

So in Lee's perfect life, he and Neji are still happy with the only difference being - Lee finally won. Sakura is in love with Lee, but she is still herself. She is doing what she is always doing - being loud and happy, SHE IS HERSELF.

TenTen is standing with Neji and doing what they are always doing - judging Lee and Guy

So in TenTen's perfect world - Neji is alive and they are all (weird) happy family like they were before.

Choji, Shikamaru and Ino:

Chiji found love and his father is proud of him. Nice, self-explanatory.

Shikamaru is watching 2 couples (Kurenai x Asuma and Shikamarus father and mother) while doing what he loves - complaining. Asuma is ALIVE and meeting his child, Shikaku is ALIVE and with the woman he loves - Shikamaru's mother.

So in Shikamaru's perfect world, they are all the same people with their loved ones. Shikamaru is complaining and happy to see them together.

Ino is with Sai and Sasuke who are fighting for her and her father is happy and proud of her AND ALIVE. Sasuke and Sai are fighting for Ino but look! They are not blushing, not doing anything OOC, they are themselves but in love with Ino.

So in Ino's perfect world, she is popular (with two guys she is attracted to), her father is happy and proud of her.

NOW TO THE SELFISH TEAM:

Kiba and Shino:

They are both successful, Kiba is the Hokage and Shino found a new species. Not much to add there.

But then, Crème de la crème, this b*tch Hinata:

In Hinata's dream, she is with Naruto (no surprises) and Neji is alive, but is it? Let's break this down:

Naruto is not Naruto. He is quiet, just sitting there. Naruto, the child with SO MUCH ENERGY he cannot stand in one place, just sitting. Naruto the child WHO SPEAKS SO MUCH is just quiet.

In Lee dream - Sakura is in love with him BUT SHE IS ACTING LIKE SAKURA, SHE IS SAKURA.

In Ino's dream - Sasuke and Sai are fighting over Ino, BUT THEY ARE THEMSELVES. They act like themselves. THEY ARE THEMSELVES.

Everyone who dreams of someone imagine them as they are. Sakura is Sakura, Sasuke and Sai are themselves. Even Temari speaking her one word in Shikamarus dream IS TEMARI. She speaks like she usually do when they are together.

But Naruto in Hinatas mind? Quiet. Stagnant. She could have imagined him as himself as a talkative, over-energized, NARUTO, but no. Quiet.

But that's less infuriating - more just annoying.

Now to the infuriating part.

WTF NEJI.

Why is he annoyed? Why in Hinata's perfect dream - Neji is mad and stalking her? Why in a world when they can be friends, when Neji can be proud of her (like fathers in Ino's or Choji's) she imagined him as unhappy?

And why is he spying on her? Why is he not happily with her, or with his friends OR HIS FATHER, but he is just sitting in the bushes and stalking Hinata?

That's again, not Neji, people who imagined the opposite of Neji saw him like Hinata wanted him in her dream.

Look at Road to ninja, a movie when they are THEIR OPPOSITES. What is Neji doing? Stalking Hinata and getting angry. Wow, would you look at this.

(And yes, that's a filler movie, and no I don't like studio pierrot, but COME ON, WHAT THEY IMAGIN AS THE OPPOSITE OF NEJI IS WHAT HINATA WANTED NEJI TO BE)

SHE COULD HAVE IMAGINED HYUGA CLAN BEING FIXED, MAIN AND SIDE BRANCH HAPPY TOGETHER.

But no, let's imagine that everything is like it is, Neji is still her slave (even after his death - she still imagine him as a slave, propably with his curse mark), he is spying on her and unhappy with it :)

Why dream of change, when you can be with your crush (who acts like a completely different person) and still having your slave, but in this world - he is stalking you! Yeey....

I can't, I can't with that character, every chance she gets to do the right thing - she keeps on proving how s*it of a person she is...

#anti hinata #anti naruhina #anti studio pierrot #naruto #anti hinata hyuga #anti hinata fandom #anti filler #naruto shipuden #Team 8 #team 10 #pro neji #neji hyuga #hyuga clan #anti hinata hyuuga #tsukuyomi

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bridgetotheskyyy · 1 month ago

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chapter nine.

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Chapter summary: you deal with the aftermath of your Father's actions.

Chapter warnings: blood, violence, trauma

Word count: 4.3k

A/N: Chapter 9 as promised!

Read on ao3 here:

Father’s blood would have to be washed from your clothes.

That was the first and only thought as your father’s pulse slowed to nothing against your fingers. Blood. So much blood. Father’s blood. Shared blood. The fabric would have to be wrung and wrung again, scrubbed and squeezed. It still might not come out. These clothes might be stained forever, and there was nothing you could do about it. You would have to dona — no, who would want bloody clothes? You would have to throw them out. They would always remind you of today, they would always —

“(Y/N),” Gaara said. Surely he’d been calling your name for several seconds, but you hadn’t heard him. His fingers ghosted over your arms in an attempt to anchor you in reality, but you only trembled under his touch.

Your head shot up; Gaara was standing right above you. Your gaze returned to Father. His head lay limp in your lap. “I — “You struggled to puzzle words together. One competent sentence would be a triumph. “I don’t …”

“It’s all right.” Gaara’s voice grounded you, along with his touch. Gentle and coaxing, though its gruffness remained. He aided you to your feet, moving slowly as you rested your father’s head on the floor.

“What …” Tears garbled your speech, their hot wet trails training down your eyes. Your chest rose and fell with sporadic, too-quick breaths. “What did I do?”

“You did nothing.” Gaara cajoled you into an embrace. “There was no preventing this … You must not blame yourself.”

You tucked your face in his shoulder, wishing to disappear. You choked out sobs in the crook of his neck.

Footsteps. Someone banged the door, already open, against the door, straining on its hinges.

“Gaara!” a voice. Temari’s. “What’s …”

“… Oh no …” Kankuro’s.

You turned your head to see Temari and Kankuro approaching slowly, registering the surrounding carnage.

“That’s it then,” Kankuro muttered. “It’s really over …”

Temari set her concerned gaze on you. Unable to console yourself, you disappeared again in Gaara’s shoulder.

“The fighting is over,” Gaara said. “Let the ninja of the Oasis village know their leader is dead, and that they have lost. Then we will consider our losses.”

His voice was especially gentle on losses. Your throat constricted, your chest wracked with another horrible sob.

Time passed without your participation. You blinked, and the bodies were gone, as was the blood. Shinobi spoke in quick, formal tones to Gaara. Kankuro limped away and came back. Reality slotted and rearranged itself, again and again and again.

And, somewhere, Temari beside you: “C’mon,” she murmured, arms around you. “Let’s get you cleaned up …”

The smoke cleared.

Literally and metaphorically. Word of Father’s death sent the ninja of your village fleeing Sunagakure while Sand ninja traveled south, deep underground, to alert the villagers who’d been evacuated that the fighting was over and it was now safe to resurface.

Suna had taken quite a beating; fires had scorched sandstone buildings black and ugly, structures destroyed, people wounded — but, thankfully, not too many had been on the streets after all, as you had feared.

The battle was over, but there was a great deal of damage to be accounted for, and you dreaded how long it would take for the Sand to recover — in more ways than one. Kankuro had called in a tip from the beach village you had all visited and they would come assist in the cleanup. Temari had taken it upon herself to lead and organize the groups designated to address the damage.

You were the opposite of fine.

Gaara was absent from your side, and for that, you were actually relieved. He fought to comfort you but you refused him; his village needed him more than you did right now, and anything to negate the effects of Father’s attack was worth the lonely, grief-addled evenings you now endured. It both helped and hindered you to sleep until noon, but the nurses insisted you now needed more rest than ever, especially after your ordeals. You at least had Gaara’s full comfort some nights where he simply held you and let you cry until exhaustion superseded anguish.

And it suddenly occurred to you: you were an orphan now. Mother gone, brother gone, and now Father.

Except Gaara and his siblings. An orphan, but not alone.

After a few days, you understood what you needed: to see Kankuro.

“Well.” Kankuro looked out amongst the devastation from his hospital window. “This will definitely delay the wedding.”

You allowed yourself a laugh, bitter though it was. Once Kankuro had been situated in the hospital for his wounds, he had invited you in, saying he wouldn’t mind a story to pass the time. You had told him everything about the mission, just as you had told Temari and Matsuri, and once you were done, his grimace was so you almost saw fit to call the nurses.

“And how’re you feeling?” he asked.

“I think I should be asking you that.” You smiled sadly; your father’s body was being sent back to the Oasis as the two of you spoke. “Fine … I mean, as fine as I can be.” You fidgeted with your hands, looking up at him. “I’m sorry.”

“Now that I know I should be saying,” Kankuro said. “I called you a snake. I’m so sorry, (Y/n).”

You waved him off. “Anyone would’ve done the same. I’m just sad; you believed in me and were so loyal to the idea I wasn’t up to anything.” Another bitter laugh. “I let you down.”

“No, you didn’t,” Kankuro said. “I believed you really cared about Gaara; I was right.”

You nodded.

“And I can’t believe I was right all along about the oasis having rejuvenating powers!” Kankuro said, sounding genuinely impressed with himself. “It was just a theory, but to know it was real …”

You smiled for him. “It was a gamble. I didn’t even know anything about it. Temari told me that’s what she heard from you.”

“I’m never letting her live this one down.”

A wider smile. “I’m just grateful we made it in time … The oasis — whatever my mother was sick with — she couldn’t be saved by its waters …”

Kankuro sobered up. “Unfortunate, truly …” A pause. He adjusted in bed, his movements constricted by the bandages around his chest and stomach. “I’m sorry about your father, too.”

Your chest ached. “Is it all right to be sad? I don’t know. He was … horrible to everyone, especially me.”

“You don’t do yourself any favors policing your own feelings,” Kankuro said with a sigh. “Sometimes, the people who treat us the worst are the ones we hurt for the most.” He rolled his eyes with a scoff. “I would know.”

He means Gaara — the old Gaara. A little weight shifted off your shoulders.

“… But Gaara worked for our forgiveness, so he’s automatically better than your father. Sorry.”

You burst out laughing. It was such a relief, the mirth running through you like alcohol.

“What will you do now?” Kankuro asked. “I understand your father has no surviving kin other than … Will you … leave us?”

“Hahaoya’s taken over the village and is fighting for it as we speak,” You said. “Her forces are actually quite extensive. And I … can’t imagine going back just yet.” I can’t leave. I have to do my part to help here.

“… Will you still marry Gaara?”

“Of course!” You said it without hesitation, but just then another weight came to replace the last. If the village will still have me. How accepting would they be, even if they knew your story?

You would do whatever was best for Gaara and his family, even if it meant untethering yourself from him and walking your way home with bloodied footprints in the sand.

Kankuro nodded and relaxed into his pillow. “Good. I’m glad.”

“Do you think it’s okay?” You said. “With — with the village and …”

“We’ll work it out, if it’s not.”

Once again, you saw Hideo there, sitting inside Kankuro, providing the same comforts, the same kind of warmth.

“I’m just glad I didn’t screw it all up in the end,” he said. “I don’t know how good of a Kazekage I made then.”

“Are you joking? I saw you defending this whole village by yourself,” You said. “You weren’t a good Kazekage, you were a great one.”

Kankuro smiled, and the sincerity of it struck you. He held his arm out to you and you sat at the edge of his bed before falling into his hug, careful not to stress his bandages.

“You’re such a strong kid,” he whispered. “I’m proud you’re my sister.”

Tears pebbled your eyes as you rested a hand on Kankuro’s shoulder, remembering when Hideo had said the same. You laid your head on Kankuro’s shoulder and, finally, allowed yourself to cry for the family you had lost, and for the one you had gained.

“And, once again, Lord Kazekage,” Ebizo began in a bow, “we apologize for our negligence.”

“I never liked that Joseki!” Ikanago cried from her seat. “I know it is not of high character to speak ill of the dead, but —”

“We never expected he would be a part of something like this,” Goza said. “A thousand apologies, my lord.”

You shook your head, hiding a smile behind your knitted fingers. Almost a week later, the Suna council had been shredded considerably since the attack. Both it and Gaara were still dealing with the repercussions of its handicaps. The opposition within the Sand that had supported your father was being dealt with, along with those who had allied with Joseki, which meant more trials, more deliberations.

Fun.

Gaara was giving his council very little attention from his seat beside you. He flipped a folder closed, now fully briefed. “The Sand prioritizes forgiveness and second chances — those sentiments extend to this Council.”

Ikanago and Goza breathed a sigh of relief.

“However —”

They stiffened.

“—if you are truly in such a repenting mood, I would like to be a part of the appointment process. Suna deserves fresh faces on its council, members who can relate to new challenges it encounters,” Gaara finished.

He means adding people who aren’t pushing one-hundred. You snickered into your sleeve.

“Of course!” Goza said. “That would only be fair!”

“Now, to business,” Gaara said. “The Hokage has sent reinforcements to aid us in the rebuilding process, which will be led by my sister, Lady Temari.”

They nodded.

“And there’s been a letter from Lady Hahaoya,” You said. “My father will be buried soon, along with his assistant, Chuuyou. I will be leaving soon to attend the funerals and work out the finer details with Hahaoya.”

Hahaoya was currently the village head after a successful takeover. Gaara was the one to give you the news, while Hahaoya offered you the choice to attend the dual funerals, for the fallen ninja, like Chuuyou, and Father's. You said you did; you wanted the closure of finally putting the family drama — and trauma — behind you. Along with negotiating the more complicated aspects of succession.

“And …” Ikanago’s eyes sparkled with hope. “There will still be a wedding at some point, of course?”

She never stops!

You and Gaara exchanged looks.

“Lady (Y/n) and I have decided to delay it indefinitely,” Gaara said.

“WHAA?”

You smiled to yourself. Never mind the fact that Gaara had privately proposed to you, with only his siblings and Baki present, erasing the politics of your engagement (along with the result of a scheme) and instead making it one of heartfelt desire.

“We’re still going through with it,” You said — mostly to soothe Ikanago. “Don’t be so upset!”

“I broke my hip, girl!” she cried. “Oh, I may be dead before I see the two of you wed!”

“Honestly, Lady Ikanago,” Ebizo chastised. “You really must learn to stay out of young people’ affairs.”

“I second that,” Goza bit. “What are they meant to do? Say their I dos over the pile of dead bodies?”

That was a good point.

“It could be a beautiful ceremony to cleanse all this suffering and instill some hope!”

Also a good point.

“So, if everyone is all right with it, let us move on,” Gaara said over Ikanago’s crying.

After business, you and Gaara retired to the palace, where you coupled in the room you two shared.

You turned to see Gaara had long been staring at you.

“What is it?”

He grew shy. “I was only thinking. This is the second time I have been saved by someone who should have been my enemy.”

You blushed. “I … think you’re right.”

“I know it has to happen,” Gaara began, “but I really wish we didn’t have to postpone things.”

“I know how you feel.” You sat by him. “I’m especially bummed out about it.”

Gaara tilted his head. “Why is that?”

“Because I hate the idea of showing on my wedding day,” You said.

Gaara’s invisible brows wrinkled. Before he understood what you meant, and astonishment opened his face like a flower.

“So …” He trailed, his eyes lowering to your stomach. “It’s true, then?”

You smiled. You had been examined during your time catching up on rest and had known the truth for some time. You had only wanted the perfect time to tell Gaara. Yes, you were an orphan now. Except for Gaara and his siblings, and the little baby growing inside you. An orphan, but not alone. “Hideo would be the perfect name if it’s a boy, don’t you think?” Your eyes popped open. “Unless you had a different name in mind! I’m not saying it has to be —“

Gaara leaned forward and silenced you with a kiss. A protective hand secured itself at your hip before he thought better of it and moved to the center of your stomach. You sighed into Gaara’s kiss, his reassuring touch.

He drew back after a century only to smile at you.

“I assume you like the name?” You said.

Gaara’s finger grazed the apple of your cheek.

“It’s a perfect name.”

The last thing Gaara wanted was for you to travel. Especially now you were confirmed pregnant and vulnerable in ways you probably could never fully understand. But you insisted, and he only agreed with especially tight security around you.

The excursion home was surreal, made even more surreal now you were to attend your father’s burial service. You had no idea what reception you would receive once you arrived.

Once there, you were surprised by the mood; it was very much the village you had grown up in, but despite the atrocities of the last few weeks, spirits seemed to be high. Hahaoya’s influence, I bet.

Father’s burial was performed in a small enclosure not far from the village palace. Hahaoya arrived to pay whatever respects she still retained, but you got the sense she was truly there to support you, her hand tightening on yours as his coffin was sunk into the ground. The service was small, with only the two of you and a few extra council members who still held Father in some esteem. But words were sparse save some niceties, and the small gathering dispersed after burial.

Once it was over, you walked the grounds of the palace garden. Desert plants prospered despite the struggle of the heat. Cacti sprouted from the ground to remind you of Gaara. You thought of the little cactus you had gifted him, the one Gaara had reinstalled on his office desk, and hoped they would always remind you of Gaara.

Many times you had made this aimless traipse with Hideo. Now you were alone. But Hahaoya soon joined you. You followed her around the garden of the palace, now hers.

“I’m sure you are feeling a whirlwind of emotions right now,” Hahaoya said. “I assure you, whatever you are feeling is natural.”

“Not really,” You said. “Or, at least, not yet. I feel sadness, but there’s also a strange calm now that it’s all through.” A bird chirped in a lone tree, miraculously grown in the desert, standing alone. “I am relieved Father will get to rest now.”

“Child, do you realize how strong you have been?” Hahaoya said, a touch breathlessly. “How strong you are?”

You smiled weakly at her. Whatever you felt, it didn’t feel like strength, yet people kept telling you that. “Am I?”

“It goes without question,” Hahaoya said. “I must admit, I was afraid you wouldn’t come, though I would’ve understood had that been the case.”

“I had to be here.” You turned back to your father’s burial place, strangely expecting to see him standing there in its place.

“You didn’t.” Hahaoya said. “If Boutoku had wanted an attentive daughter, he should’ve been an attentive father.”

You let the moment hang. “I wanted to do this last thing for him — and for myself. I’m his last surviving kin. The least I could do is see him off. He was horrible to me, but … He was a good man once. He was my father.”

Hahaoya was the one to let the moment linger. You resumed walking, and she moved in sync with you.

“Speaking of which,” she said, “it was time we spoke about the lineage.” She touched your hand to signal you to stop. “My girl, I’ve gone to the oasis. I’ve taken the dragon’s challenges.”

You blinked. “Then … You’re officially the Oasis’s head?”

“That’s right,” Hahaoya said. “Not without effort, by the way. As I am not Boutoku’s blood, he was not overly happy to see me.”

You were stunned. “I …”

Hahaoya started walking. “I am honored — but I am also old, girl. I do not plan on being the head for very long. I will organize the village and then pass this honor on to another — with tips on how to avoid dragon fire,” She added with a smile. Then she faced you. “Unless …?”

You returned her smile. “My place is in Suna now, with my soon-to-be husband.”

“I thought you would say that,” Hahaoya said. “I am glad I took the proper precautions.”

“Who did you have in mind?”

“Hmm …” Hahaoya’s voice had become playful. “I was thinking of Kota.”

“Kota?” The soft-spoken man who had barreled from the sand and brought you to Hahaoya.

“He’s noble, is he not?” Hahaoya said. “Kind, patient. And he wants the best for his village.”

“I regret to say I don’t know much about him …”

“He’s worked under me for quite some time. I’ve a few more candidates, but I’d be happy to have him as the head, even if I had no connection to him at all. He actually reminds me a bit of your father when he was younger, if only …” Hahaoya trailed. It was a moment before she spoke again. “Of course, the ultimate decision is not up to me — Ryuo will have the last word.”

You considered all of this, the repercussions of your line ending its mystical contract with the dragon. “I suppose I’ll lose his blessing as well. I may never see the oasis again.”

“Like I said,” Hahaoya gave a mischievous smile, “Ryuo will have the last word. Don’t be so pessimistic.”

You shook your head, finding it in you to return the smile. “He won’t be happy; three visitors in such a short time of each other — this is more than he’s been bothered in over a century.”

Hahaoya laughed, as you remembered her laughing, high and sweet, the epitome of mirth. “That is true. We might be what causes him to throw in the towel in his conspiring with humans in general.”

You laughed together. The sun had the nerve to shine as you came to the crook of the garden, soon to reenter the palace.

Hahaoya called your name, soft and sweet; your mother’s voice was commingled with hers. “I said I was afraid you wouldn’t come, that is true, but I was also hoping you would, for a specific reason.” She took your hand in hers. “I’ve a gift for you.”

“A gift?” You echoed.

“Consider it an early wedding present,” Hahaoya said, then shrugged, “or a belated one, depending on your perspective.”

She raised her hand, noticeably marked with new scars. A poof, and she came forward with a box in her palm.

A simple black box, even simpler to open. Your breath caught:

A new necklace, nearly identical to the last save one detail; no scorpion sprawled on the face of this one. Instead, only a minuscule illustration of the oasis at its center.

“I thought, perhaps,” Hahaoya said, “you would favor a new one. Of course, if after all the trouble the last one caused you, feel free to reject it.” A smile. “I’ve been told I’m horrible at giving gifts.”

“No,” You breathed, nestling the box to your chest. “It’s … beautiful, Hahaoya. Thank you.”

“No, sweet girl,” Hahaoya said. “Thank you.”

You had no desire to linger in your old home, and you prepared to leave with no understanding of when you would again return. Most likely many years from now. When the grief became bearable, manageable, when you had regained your footing … When Hideo was old enough to understand the politics that would forever circumscribe his life.

I’ll be okay by the time he comes of age. He deserves to know where his family came from.

As absurd as it was, you found yourself missing Chuuyou, his perennial presence. The man who had betrayed you and killed your father — that was whom you missed?

No, You thought, thumbing the new necklace around your neck. I miss the man who loved his village enough to kill the man ruining it, who saw me and Gaara as worthy once he had the proof.

As if on cue, there was a knock at your door.

You cleared your throat and stopped fiddling with your necklace. “Come in.”

The door squeaked open, and there was Kota.

“Kota,” You said in surprise.

He gave a modest bow. “I hope I’m not intruding —“

“No, not at all,” You said, ironing your clothes down. “I just wasn’t expecting any visitors.”

Kota glanced at your bed where your suitcase lay open, partially stuffed.

“Leaving already?” he said.

You blushed. “I —”

“I’m only kidding,” Kota said with a chuckle. “Lady Hahaoya told me you were preparing for your departure.”

“Oh,” You said with relief.

The crescent shape fell from Kota’s eyes. “I hope your father’s service wasn’t too overwhelming for you.”

You gave a wry laugh. “If anything, it was a tad underwhelming.” Your fingers grazed the top of your suitcase. “After all the years he spent as village head … so few guests …”

“It must be truly disheartening,” Kota murmured.

“More enlightening than anything else,” You said. That was his fault. When Gaara dies, there'll be hundreds mourning him — thousands. After all your efforts to save Gaara from the brink of death, you didn’t want to think about him dying a second longer than you had to; you shook your head of these thoughts. “But I’m fine, Kota, thank you. Did you need anything?”

Kota straightened. “I’ve not come to vex you,” he said. “I was … hoping to accompany you back to Sunagakure.”

“Really?” You blinked. “Why? Doesn’t Hahaoya have enough for you to do around here?”

“It’s not for a lack of things to do, that’s for certain,” Kota said. “I … I feel I must atone. Somehow. After all this bloodshed …”

You couldn’t disagree. You didn’t. “There’s so much bloodshed on all our hands now.”

“True, however …” Kota stepped forward. “A shinobi’s duty is to his village, and I love my home, but I also love it enough to acknowledge its flaws. Our mistakes.” He looked down. “I would like to assist in mending the relationship between the Oasis and the Sand. And I am willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen.” He bowed. “If you’ll allow me, Lady (Y/N).”

He would make a wonderful village head. You smiled. How could you refuse him? After all, what had you just done but gone out of your way to save your new family? How could you deny him the same way to redemption?

“All right,” You said. “Come with me and speak with Suna’s Council. I’m sure they’d be ecstatic to hear of all the ways the Oasis will make up for all of this.”

Kota nodded fitfully. “Very well.”

“And in the meantime,” You said as you fixed your hand to your hip. “We can also speak about all the ways the Sand will repent for its past wrongs.”

“Say no more of the Sand, Lady (Y/N),” Kota said. “The truth is, the Kazekage kept his word. All the resources he promised to send to us were received weeks ago.”

Your hand slipped away from your hip. “You mean … All of it? The weapons, the medicine — everything?”

“Indeed,” Kota said. “There is little to repent for, as far as the Sand is concerned.”

You thought of the bridge you and Gaara had crossed, the flower that had gotten stuck in your hair, the promises he had made to you the very first day you met him.

I love him.

“That’s good to hear,” You said through a soft exhale. “Well, if you are coming along, you might as well start packing.”

Kota nodded. “Certainly.”

He left you alone to continue packing. In fact, very little had left your suitcase, but now what little that had been taken out went right back in, and you zipped it up with a content sigh.

It was time to go home.

#gaara x reader #gaara x you #gaara x y/n #gaara smut #naruto x reader #naruto x y/n #naruto x you #naruto smut #my work

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tora-the-cat · 4 months ago

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I hope this doesn't offend, but I've seen your rants about the sand sibs and read them a few times now, and I really like them. Like, everything you have to say about them. So, I wanted to ask, only if you can and want to ofc, if you could tell us more about Kankuro's character. What you think of him, how he's actually not as shallow as everyone believes, how he changed after the chunin exams arc, is smarter than everyone gives him credit for and is a very, very kind person and gentle soul deep down ❤️ . Only if you can, ofc! It's just that he's such an underrated but cool dude, and it's good to see other people who really like him.

never have I seen a more distilled case of. middlechildism. I was always compelled by his AUDACITY first and foremost, in part one. he's scared shitless of gaara but he still has ZERO impulse control. And when I mean middlechildism, I mean this VERY seriously.

he's kind of a blunt asshole on the surface, very 'stereotypical older brother' brand of (mostly) playful bullying, but yeah under that he cares about his siblings VERY much. If anything I think, out of the three of them, he's the most honest about his feelings. Like Gaara is still trying to figure out how to express himself and/or what his feelings even are, really, and Temari has been the peacekeeper her entire life while ALSO being a massive bitch. ANY affection or honestly just...genuine emotion from her is delivered couched in a layer of deniability, because she's trained herself to always have an emergancy out to any convsersation subject she needs to redirect lol.

But Kankuro just....never had to learn to manuver around or deaden his emotions, as a kid, cause his dad didn't care enough to make him, and Temari covered his ass enough for him to get away with saying shit that would get literally anyone else killed- which is why he's such a little punk in part 1, but ALSO why I think he'd just be....so sincere, in shippuden onward. Always speaks his mind. He's the one Gaara AND Temari will go to for advice on emotional intamacy with their kids. He's the best uncle in the world.

#naruto #sand siblings #kankuro #kankuro no sabaku #gaara no sabaku #temari nara #nara temari #temari no sabaku

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stopthebig3 · 8 months ago

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Sakura stans still message Swagkage their hate when he made the video "Why People Hate Sakura so much" that has millions of views even though this video was uploaded in 2017. They talked about how he was so biased and didn't understood her character. Guy gets harassed because they can't understand how awful Sakura's character is.

Sakura is a character they like so not surprised it made them mad. It would be nice if they didn't harass people but it's not gonna change, they harass even the anime staff.

What is funny about Swagkage's video about Sakura is that it's not even biased. He's way nicer to her than most other people who make videos on her. He did not even meant to make a video dunking on her, because he prefers to make videos about fights but since he made a video "top 5 naruto characters I like the least" a lot of people were protesting why he didn't include Sakura. It seems to be because he doesn't care about her much, but due to those comments he made a video explaining WHY people hate Sakura. And the reasons are valid. I would add to the list but it was still good.

He did not use any misogynist insults, he didn't comment on her looks, he didn't complain that she's not into Naruto romantically. He simply pointed out how useless and underwhelming she is when it comes to battles and how it makes her look pathetic, how she is a bad friend, how her obsession on Sasuke is unreasonable and annoying.

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I can't find the original video (did he hide it due to hate or what?) but there are many reactions to the video that show the video on full in case anyone wants to see what we are talking about.

In some of his other videos he says things like he was rooting for Sakura during her fight with Ino (something I disagree with) and I never see him "bash" her so there is not much bias in my opinion.

One part of the video I'll copy here that people who compare Sakura to side characters that barely get any screentime fail to understand

"on top of that Sakura is placed in many important situations where she practically does nothing to contribute"

^^This here is something really important. Yes Rock Lee, Kiba, Shino or Tenten do not get to do much but would they have failed as massively or make as stupid decisions as Sakura has done if they were placed on the same situations? No, because the side characters use those smaller moments they get rather well, and do not do stupid things. If you look at Temari, I can't think of any stupid moment from her. Same with Shikamaru (I'm talking battle wise, you can argue about his personality all you want).

"additionally, the scope of some of the stuff she attempts to do, just to prove she is indeed useful, which serves no purpose other than to satisfy her own ego is far too massive for somebody with her capabilities. She always aims too high and still expects the best outcome"

^^Also an extremely good point.

I remember last time I saw Swagkage's Sakura video, it had 146,000 likes. That is way more than the tweets defending here on twitter get.

#anti sakura

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martialartslover7 · 4 months ago

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This one, is for me. I always wanted to do this, and finally, I made it. See this story as a form of therapy session for myself, and many others, who love the hell out of Tenten, and feel so annoyed at her INSANE lack of screentime.

This meme isn't even a joke that is worth a laugh, the freaking swing that Naruto sat on, has more screentime than her entire character ever had in years.

May the games begin. This time, Temari won't be getting away. Sorry, Temari fam, just this once, there will be some payback. No bad blood, OK?

Basically, what I did here was turning Tenten into a techwiz and gadget inventor. Comparable to Tails and Coco Bandicoot. She is a weapon specialist, she gotta be working on her own toolsets and weapons in her spare time, no one can convince me otherwise. That shouldn't just be limited to weapons per se, gadgets, tools, anything to heave herself higher, considering that her chakra mass and nature are lacking.

There you go, I just gave her a true standalone purpose that doesn't involve her being too dependant on anyone. Becoming a full-on inventor of tools to assist those shinobi in need, that can have some serious mileage out of her inventions, should their chakra nature or their general chakra flow be too weak to sustain themselves. Have some additional AU fodder, Tenten fans. Thank me later.

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Also, I was listening to this, while writing this entire story. It was the motivating kick for me. And once you read the lyrics, you will figure it out, eventually. I hereby refer to this as Team Gai's motivational anthem for Tenten.

Anyway, enjoy.

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v01dm1stak3 · 11 months ago

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"I Could Treat you better anyways."

Summary: Nobody really liked your boyfriend, he was always controlling and possessive. Slowly isolating you from everyone. Temari came to visit and when he slapped you Infront of everyone, Temari had finally had enough.

Word count: 1.5K Warnings: Getting slapped??? Cussing.... Bout it. A/N: I Suck ass at writing, Started this blog to get better.

Everyone knew that Temari had eyes for you, and only you. Yet, they also knew that you had a boyfriend, who you loved dearly. That love for him made you blind of the way he stared at other women. Made you to blind to see that he was slowly pulling you away from your friends with his overprotective demeanor. People tried to tell you, but you always dismissed it with a simple “He just wants what's best for me.” You really were blinded by love.

You walked down the streets of konoha, a basket in hand. The streets weren't busy, but they weren't dead either. It was nice. You waved towards the people in shops you recognized and the people on the road you have met before. You gripped your basket, looking at the stuff you have bought. Checking off everything, making sure you didn't forget something.

As you were checking off your mental checklist, you heard a voice right by your ear. “What are you doing?” You jolted, turning around to give a face to the voice. It was Ino, someone you considered a close friend. “Jeez Ino, you scared me.” You sighed, scratching the back of your neck. “Pffft, And you call yourself a shinobi?” She smirked, flipping her hair over her shoulder before resting her hand on her hip. The streets seemed to get busier, people passing by lost in their own conversation.

You smiled, adjusting the headband that rested on your neck. “Yeah…. I've been losing my touch haven't I. My boyfriend has been wanting me to stay home more. He wants me to be safe.” You thought he was sweet, Ino clearly wasn't all too happy with it. A clear scowl planted on her face. She began to speak, quickly cutting herself off. Just before saying something else. “I'm not going to even bother. Listen.. I.. umm… Temari is visiting the village. We were all going to meet at the Ramen shop Naruto likes so much. Ichmaku… Ichymaru??? I don't remember the name.” She sighed, looking away and watching the people go around and into shops. “ Just don't bring that boyfriend of yours. It's just going to be us fellow shinobi.. You know?” She fiddled with her hands. She didn't want to make you upset being your friend and all. But she didn't like your boyfriend. Nobody did.

“Huhhhh? Yeah, that's fine! I'll be there!” You affirmed, a happy tone in your voice and a smile planted on your face. Ino turned her head back around, a smile planted on her face. “ That's great I'll see you then! “ She blurted. Before you could speak, she had disappeared when somebody walked between you two. You were excited, you hadn't seen tamari in forever.

The night came quicker than expected. When you had gotten home, your boyfriend wasn't even there. He left to who knows where. Just in case he came back while you were gone, you left a note saying where you were at. Just so he knew you were safe. You wore your usual outfit, the usual shinobi uniform. You looked great in it, and didn't really have anything else nice to wear.

As you stepped out the door the cool wind blew, the stars sparkled overhead and the crickets sang. It was a lovely night. You made your way towards the Ramen shop, your footsteps not making a sound as you went. The streets were empty, compared to when you were out earlier. Everyone was asleep. Besides the very loud shouting as the Ramen shop came into view. You quicken your pace unknowingly as you rushed to get over there. It had been awhile since you were out. And it had been awhile since Temari had been here.

You moved the piece of fabric as you stepped into the little area. Everyone was sitting down already. Ino, Choji, Shikamaru, and… “Temari! It's been awhile” You beamed, Rushing to give her a hug from behind. “Ack- Hey!! It has been, huh ..” She mumbled, patting your arms signaling to let go despite how much she enjoyed it. “Hey! We are here as well, you know!” Ino shouted from behind. You chuckled before running up to her and giving her a hug.

As you greeted your old team, Temari's eyes never left you. Even as the night carried on. When you were in a conversation or when she was in one herself. She always had her eyes on you or her hand holding yours. Friends could hold hands, couldn't they? Time flew by and hours passed. You didn't realize how late it had gotten! As you were about to pay your bill, you heard someone shout your name. You didn't have to think hard to figure out who's voice it was. You quickly paid the bill and rushed out, a smile planted on your face. “Hey Love! Me and my friends were just finishing up. I-” You were cut off by a hand smacking your face. Your boyfriend's hand, smacking your face. Your eyes widened as you brought your hand to your cheek. You slowly moved your eyes to look at him. He was pissed.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR ISSUE?” Someone screamed from behind you, you didn't bother to look to see. You were too busy trying to figure out what you did. What made him so angry. You studied his face for some kind of answer. He shouted at the person behind you. Multiple voices joined in and shouted at him. Your ears began to ring, the shouting becoming background noise as tears slowly streamed down your face.

You weren't in your thoughts for too long. As someone grabbed your hand and pulled you towards them, away from your boyfriend. You were snapped back to reality as Temari was getting louder at the man. Starting to step closer to him. “ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?? SHE WASN'T HOME SO YOU CAME AND FOUND HER AND FUCKING SLAPPED HER?? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND???” Temari was fuming. “I DONT FUCKING LIKE YOU GUYS. SHE SHOULDN'T BE WITH YOU GUYS AT ALL.” Your boyfriend scowled, matching Temari's tone. “THE FUCK DID WE DO TO YOU?!” Ino shouted, clearly pissed.

The argument continued for a bit longer. Your boyfriend giving half-assed responses and just yelling. Sooner or later when Temari threatened to get physical he finally walked off, shooting you a glare. The moment he walked off Temari turned towards you, making sure you were alright. You were staring at your shoes, eyes still wide and your cheeks stained with tears. Temari wiped your tears with her thumb and brought you into her embrace. “You guys can go home, I'll deal with her, Alright?” Temari mumbled towards the other 3, Playing with a strand of your hair. Shikamaru nodded and Choji did as well. Both still worried, but they walked off. Ino Nodded as well giving you a pat on the head and saying everything was going to be alright before walking away as well.

You and Temari stood there for a few minutes, the warmth of her embrace keeping you grounded. It was silent besides when the wind blew, it was comforting. But of course, one day someone had to break the silence. “Break up with your boyfriend.” Temari said sternly. “What?” You whispered back, not believing what she said. “Break up with your boyfriend..” She repeated, pushing you out from her embrace and holding you by the shoulders in front of her. Your eyes lock as your eyes widen once more. “B-but it was probably just some misunderstanding! He probably didn’t mean it!” You stammer, moving your hands to try and communicate what you were saying. “A boyfriend doesn’t slap you over a misunderstanding. A boyfriend doesn’t keep you from your job for his selfishness.” She growled, taking her hands off your shoulder. “And a boyfriend, definitely, does not keep you from your friends, and slowly isolate you. “ She crossed her arms, figuring out what to say next. As she began to speak again, adding to her points, You cut her off. “He wasn’t doing that.. Was he?” You whisper, looking down at your feet. She hummed confusingly. “He wasn’t isolating me…” Your hands dig into your uniform as you struggle to meet Temari’s gaze. “He was, why do you think none of your friends like him? Why do you think you are barely leaving the house anymore?” You struggled to form your words, Temari was right. You didn’t want to believe it though, you loved him. Yes he had his… ways. Yet you still loved him. Despite all of it. “I Get it may be hard, but you have to trust me on this. Please?” Temari murmured before hugging you again. You slowly returned the hug, Nodding a yes. You didn’t want to leave him, but you trusted Temari..She sighed a sigh of relief, whispering in your ear something you would remember. “I Could treat you better anyways.”

#naruto #temari #x reader #reader insert #fem reader #temari of the sand #temari naruto #shikamaru nara #temari x reader #possessive boyfriend #possessive behavior #fluff?

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iambilliejeanok · 2 years ago

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🌸✨After the Appointment✨🌸

Commission for @lencilenlen 🤗💗 hope you enjoy this one! Thank you dear💐

Requested July 12 uploaded July 15💗

Word Count: 8156

Pairing: Naruto x Reader

Summary: Based off of Konoha 12 Dick Appointments, this story goes into depth on the relationship between reader x Naruto. What are their appointments like ?👀 Can reader handle the type of d*ck Naruto has to offer? And how long exactly can they keep this up for?…at least before one of them slips up.

Warnings: 18+, Overstimulation, nsfw, really explicit smut✨

Please do enjoy💗

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“So are you coming tonight or what?”, Temari yelled from the bathroom, having turned off the dryer she held in her hand, her brows furrowing as she impatiently waited for your answer. “Girl!”, she yelled again, popping her head out the bathroom to repeat herself, “Are you coming to the fucking party?”, “Damn, relax babe”, you said with a mouth full of cereal, pausing The Simpsons that played on the tv in front of you. “No I don’t think so”, you yelled back, pressing play again, munching down the last of your cereal, Temari walking into the tv room while you chugged the remainder of the milk down. Placing the bowl down, you looked up at her, standing in front of the tv in just her towel and her half wet hair, the bored expression she wore on her face already communicating her disappointment.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I think I wanna spend the day finishing up those assignments”, you replied, burying your hand under your bonnet to scratch your hair, yawning as you stared right back at Temari. “But you have all day, the party’s at nine pm?” She questioned, raising her eyebrow sceptically. “Yeah but knowing I have somewhere to be is gonna make me rush so I make it in time to get ready, so no, I’ll pass thanks”

“You’re fucking lying”, Temari quickly spat, making you lift up your hands in confusion, “Now why would I lie?”, “Because you probably just wanna fuck Naruto again right?”, she said, her statement making you gasp in shock. “If i wanted to fuck Naruto I could’ve just did that after the party, there’s literally no classes tomorrow. I just wanna chill this weekend without stressin about assignments damn”, you said in defence, standing up with your bowl to place it the sink. ‘Sure”, she said sarcastically, watching you walk past her. “Ino always has those parties anyway, can i just ski—”, you tried to say, your phone ringing loudly on the coffee table in front of the couch, both your heads immediately turning towards it. Of course it just had to be Naruto. “Woooooow”, Temari began, “Shut the fuck up”, you quickly said, rolling your eyes as you picked up the phone, watching Temari huff and clap her hands before turning on her heels and walking back to the bathroom.

“Naruto”, you answered, “Y/N…good morning sunshine”, he said, his voice so smooth and deep, you couldn’t help but smile, thankful that Temari was no longer in the room with you. “Hiii”, you squeaked, Naruto smiling to himself on the other end. “I’ve been thinking about you, how you doin princess?”. “Awww I’m okay thanks…how are you?”, “Hmmm, I’m not sure, I think I’ll be better once I see you though”. Damn Naruto, he could be so smooth sometimes, biting your lip to the thought of seeing him again. A faint arousal already forming at the pit of your tummy. “I’m actually busy today…”, you said, hating yourself for turning him down. “Awww, all day?”, he grumbled, “Well…maybe”. “Maybe what?, he quickly asked, hopeful for a change of mind. “I’m not sure…depends how long it takes me to complete my assignments”, “Oh, I see,”, Naruto responded, “Well, if you do finish them on time I’ll reward you”, he teased, his voice extra deep, that arousal now spreading down to your legs, the sheer memory of him making them feel like jelly. “Uhm”, you swallowed, the sound of Naruto chuckling calming your nerves. “Don’t worry princess, I promise I’ll be gentle this time”, he added, your entire body instantly heating up, a dull ache between your legs as you tried to think of something to say. Sensing that he scrambled your pretty little head up, he decided to help you out. “I’m guessing you wont be at Ino’s party tonight?”, he asked, and you quickly responded, feeling embarrassed for being speechless, “Yes!, yea…I wont be there…well, because i'll be focusing on my assignments.”, “That’s my girl”, he replied. “Well then, finish those assignments, i'll check up on you later on okay?”, “Okay..”

“Oh my god?”, Temari laughed behind you, making you jump where you stood, turning around to see her eyeing you from the kitchen counter, “He always leaves you speechless huh?”, “Shut up”, you said, speed walking to the bathroom to hide the smile slowly creeping up on your face. “It’s okay baby, I can only imagine how good that dick is!”, she yelled, laughing as she placed her bowl of milk in the microwave.

You shut the door behind you, leaning against the counter as you finally released the breath you’d been holding in since the phone call. Naruto really had a demonic hold on you. But even so, Temari was impressed with how you still managed to discipline yourself with your school work despite that, because she had a hard time thinking about anything other than Shikamaru when they first started out.

Your entire body was still a little numb from the phone call, and thinking about the “gentle reward”, Naruto promised you wasn’t helping. How the hell were you supposed to focus now? “Fuck”, you sighed, rummaging through one of your drawers for your rose toy. You need to free yourself from this horniness if you’re going to get anything done today. When was the last time you’d even seen Naruto, you thought to yourself, the warm water running down your body as you reached for a bar of soap and your loofah, quickly lathering it so you could get washing yourself over and done with. You needed to touch yourself or else you’d die, enjoying the high pressure of the water hitting your shoulders, scrubbing yourself down, your fingers grazing your nipple, making you freeze. You ran your finger over your nipple again, and again, lightly flicking it, trying to imitate the manor in which Naruto would tweak them, closing your eyes to let the memories play out. It was last week Saturday that you’d last seen him. He wasn’t his usual self. Something happened between him and Sasuke, so he came over to spend the night with you.

As much as he was there for you when you needed him, you tried your best to return the favour, even though Naruto’s stress was on a different level than yours. It was the second time he came to you for some stress relief and you’d quickly learned that he could be overwhelmingly rough and aggressive when he wasn’t in a good mood, even though you could tell he would try to take it easier on you. You took note of how highly irritable he was like this. Usually, he would talk you through your orgasms, especially when he was overstimulating you, and would always give you a break when you needed one, but last Saturday he almost didn’t give a fuck about you. It was all about him, you weren’t exactly sure how long it was, but he fingered you for a solid amount of time, holding your thighs apart with just one arm, rubbing fast circles on your clit whenever you started squirting, before shoving his two fingers right back inside of you.

You probably came five times from that alone, nevermind how he continued to finger fuck you in between thrusting into you with his dick. You cried like a baby that night, your body shuddering as you finally came, trying your best to hold the rose toy in place, once again trying to imitate how Naruto would force you to endure longer rounds of stimulation, hoping you’d reach an orgasm similar to the ones he gives you. “Fuuck”, you softly moan, cupping yourself after dropping your toy, unable to to last any longer. It was so much easier to last longer when Naruto was holding you down. He’s so freakishly strong that no mattter how intense things were for you, you could never break out of his hold. You misssed him, truly, panting in the now steamy shower as you calmed down from your orgasm…it was satisfying enough to get things off your mind a little, shutting the water off before stepping out.

Looking over at the time, you thought you deserved a break now, halfway through your second assignment, with two more to go. The time read 13:14pm, you were really in the zone, moaning as you stretched, the chair you sat on rolling behind you while you stood up. “Damn, let me get something to eat”, you yawned again, enjoying the quiet of your apartment since Temari was out running errands for the party, some soft music playing on your speaker. Reaching for your phone, you decided to turn it on and a few messages from Naruto immediately caught your attention. The text reading:

Princess, I can’t wait to see you again ;), how far along are you with those assignments?, along with an image of himself without a shirt on, a video game controller resting on his thigh next to a very prominent print, his arm stretched behind his head, his blond hair messy as he sat on his gaming chair. You couldn’t help but lick your lips, remembering how soft his blond locks feel between your fingers whenever you pull on his hair. The print in his sweats made you gulp, you needed to mentally prepare yourself for another night with him, the ache between your legs building up enough that you needed to move around a bit, unable to shake away the thoughts of Naruto slowly penetrating you.

As much as the two of you made a habit of fucking every now and then, he was just so big he always needed to slowly guide himself inside of you, encouraging you to let him in, his large girth too much for you to take all at once, never mind his length. “Oh my gosh…”, you sighed, deciding to stop fantasising over the image he sent you and simply text him back: I’m excited to see you! :), I’m halfway done, but how am I supposed to stay focused with you sending me such slutty images? Are you partying tonight?

Hoping he would say yes. You needed some motivation to get your work done, and knowing he’d be home all alone would be too much of a distraction. As soon as you put your phone down it buzzed, Naruto responding rather quickly. You picked up the phone, biting your finger.

I wanna see you this weekend, finish and come stay with me, we have a lot to catch up on, I’ll be really disappointed if I have to wait any longer…you know how I get when I’m in a bad mood, unless you want me in one on purpose?

You felt your heartbeat inside your pussy, your entire body warm again, the ache in your pussy now uncomfortable. You quickly responded: Okay, I think I’ll be able to finish by tonight…I’ll call you later.

Turning your phone off, you placed it in the back pocket of your pants, taking in a deep breath to calm your nerves. As much as you refused to admit it, deep down, it was pretty obvious Naruto knew how to make you submit. His sex was so intense the idea of him “punishing you”, frightened you in the most arousing way. You wanted to avoid it…but you also loved the idea of that happening. Well…let me finish my work then, you swallowed, returning to your desk completely having forgotten to eat, your arousal ruining your appetite.

Focusing on your schoolwork sometimes helped with getting your mind off of things. You were almost done referencing your last assignment when your tummy began rumbling. Fuck…I really need to eat, you thought, gasping when you realized how late it was. No fucking ways its already nine pm, it was still a bit bright outside…what the fuck. Laying down on your bed, you continued watching The Simpsons , eating some of the leftover pizza Temari had ordered last night. It was almost eleven pm, Temari probably went straight to the party after running her errands, the sky a dark orange as the sun set. Your phone buzzed where it was charging on the nightstand, your heart skipping a beat wondering if it was Naruto, and of course it was, who else would it be. “Hey Naruto…”, your soft voice like music to his ears. “Heyyy princess, what’s up?” And for the life of you, you just couldn’t get over how sexy his voice was, wondering what he was doing while on the phone with you. “I just finished eating, I lost track of time and only got to eat now at like 9:30..”, you said, rolling over to lay on your back. “Damn, were you focusing on your work?”. “Yeah, exactly haha”. “That’s my girl, I see you’re serious…so you’re done with that I’m assuming?”, he asked, his tone a little more serious.

You were thankful that your last two assignments were quick and easy, curious about how he’d react if you never got to finish. “Yea! I’m all done”, you replied. “That’s awesome, I’m glad you got it done, good girl”, he said, his praise making your stomach jump. You missed hearing him say those words. “Thank you…”, you squeaked, thankful that he wasn’t there to witness your blushing. “Sooo, sounds like you’re at home tonight?”. “Yea, I didn’t feel like going, Sasuke went though, since Sakura would be there”. “And you stayed in since I stayed in too…you copycat”, you teased. “That’s not true, I wanted to try out this new game, you know I barely have time to play with training and missions”, he quickly defended himself, “Haha sure thing babe…so is that all you’re doing tonight?”, you asked. “Well maybe if the gods favour me tonight, I can pick you up…and you can sit on my lap and watch something with me?”, he asked…a silence lingering for a few seconds. “I’ll try my best to behave”, he added, crossing his fingers in hopes to hear you say yes. “Okay that sounds good then…but when do you ever behave Uzumaki”, you teased. “Yes! Well, I’m coming to get you in a few minutes, be ready okay?”. “Okay!”

Overcome with excitement you immediately jumped up to grab your duffel bag, rummaging through your wardrobe to pack two pretty outfits, you already had some clothes you had left at his place that you’d just wear again, throwing in two pairs of pyjamas, packing your toiletries in a separate toiletry bag and a pair of sneakers as well as some slippers, already wearing a different pair of sneakers for the road. By the time you finished taking a shower and getting dressed, you heard a knock at the door, grabbing your stuff and placing them down before opening it. “Hey”, you blushed, trying to play it cool. “Hey”, he smiled, his taller, bulky frame crowding yours to lean in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist, easily lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. “Are these all your bags?”, he asked, looking over your shoulder to see them lying beside his feet. “Yep!”, you squeaked, lifting your head up to look at him, he smelled so delicious, like sleep and vanilla, your mouth watering at the thought of licking him. Without placing you down, he lifted up your two bags in his free hand and had you shut the door for him before carrying you to his hellcat parked in your driveway.

Gently placing you down, he opened the door for you, placing his large hand on your head as you went in to keep you from bumping your head against the top. You bumped your head there once trying to enter the car too quickly and he made sure to never let that happen again. “Thank you”, you smiled, Naruto winking at you before shutting the door. After packing your things in the back, he came around to join you inside the car, your minute of silence over as he stepped in, shutting his door, resting his elbow on the arm rest as he reached his free hand to gently grab the back of your neck, his fingers slipping in between your braids while his thumb caressed the side of your face, drawing you in close to kiss you, his lips much softer than you remember against yours, his hand on your neck keeping you in place as he prolonged the kiss, pulling a moan from you as his lips meshed with yours.

For a solid two minutes, he made out with you, refraining from using his tongue even when you tried your luck with your own, a soft whimper of frustration leaving your lips when he still didn’t give in. Unable to hold your breath in any longer, you placed your hand on his chest softly pushing at him, Naruto finally breaking the kiss, his warm breath against your lips from the little space he left between the two of you, his hand still on your neck, moving to palm your cheek, a small smile decorating his handsome face, dimly lit by the light in the car. “Hey”, he said. “Hey”, you smiled, genuinely happy to see him. “I missed you '', you couldn’t help but admit, worry filling your eyes when he didn’t respond. “I missed you too princess”, he finally spoke, making you release a breath you didn’t realise you held in.

There was something different about the atmosphere tonight, Naruto finally pulling away from you to fasten his seatbelt. “You ready?”, he smiled, his usual warm nature easing the anxiety that sparked up in your chest. “Yeah!”, you replied, Naruto putting his hand out for you to hold…as usual. He was always so sweet, but still, something about tonight felt different.

Laying down on him with your cheek pressed against his chest was exactly what you needed, Naruto’s big hands caressing your arm, back and occasionally rubbing over your butt, had all the built up stress from the week slowly melting away, your eyes droopy as you fell deeper into relaxation. Naruto had put on a really good action movie, one that you’d recommended for y’all to end the night, even though he knew you wouldn’t last throughout it. Your day alone seemed busy enough that he wondered if you needed rest, still chatting with you about your week to help you stay up. It seemed like you really wanted to.

“Yeah so I was just so annoyed with how she spoke to me, like I’m literally paying money out of my own pocket to be there, fuck her!”, you complained, venting about how bitchy your literature lecturer was towards you for being late on Tuesday morning. “Nah, fuck her seriously. If you need me to back you up I always can, you know that '', he said, hyping you up. “Yeah I know that, thank you”, you replied, the two of you barely concentrating on the movie. “So Sakura and Sasuke were really fucking loud enough that you cloudn’t sleep?”, you laughed, “They were so fucking loud I had my headphones on and I could still hear them”, Naruto whined, totally pissed off about the whole situation. Sasuke was his roommate, and they’d made a rule about loud fucking, which he clearly broke two times in a row.

The two of them just hadn’t been getting along lately. “That’s crazy haha, you can always come crash with me if it gets too noisy”, you suggested, “So Sasuke can think he won?” , Naruto asked you, making you giggle. “Maybe you can come over and we can show them how it's really done”, he said, a rush of heat flowing through your body as you tried to giggle his comment away, his hand brushing over your ass again, but this time stopping to firmly squeeze it, silencing you. “You know…I couldn’t stop thinking about you this past week”, he mentioned, his hand now finding its way into your pants, the thong you wore leaving your ass cheeks bare for him to squeeze, making him grunt in approval. “Really?”, you asked, “Even while you were kicking ass, protecting the village and stuff?”, you teased.

“I literally got hard in the middle of a meeting with Kakashi Sensei ”, he admitted. “No ways!”, you laughed, Naruto’s hand squeezing you hard enough your laugh quickly turned into a whimper. “Yes ways…it's getting bad y/n…you need to cure me”, he said almost helplessly, like this was life threatening. “Why are you wearing these in this weather anyway?”, he asked, a frown of disapproval on his face as he tried to tug on your sweats. You lifted your hips up to help him get them off of you, left in a pair of socks, your thong and your white mini tee. “Such a hassle huh?”, he teased, but you were too hot and bothered to acknowledge his comment, quickly growing shy and quiet as Naruto easily scooped you up to sit you on his lap, shifting up the bed so he could rest against some propped up pillows, shifting you so you sat in between his legs, your back resting against his chest and his hands began creeping up your shirt, cupping both your covered breasts in his hands giving them a gentle squeeze as he examined the weight of them in his hands.

Taking turns to gently squeeze and knead each soft mound as he spoke in your ear, his warm breath tickling your skin, goosebumps appearing on your arms. “Hmm, it's bad enough that I might need you for more than just one night at a time”, he said, “What do you mean?”, you asked, trying to not whimper so easily, but you were melting under his touches. His hands just held a roughness that you’d grown addicted to, desperately wanting to feel the flesh of his calloused palms against your bare breasts. “I mean…I barely got enough of you last weekend. I want to take my time with you…until I’m thoroughly satisfied”, he spoke, squeezing both of your breasts especially rough at the end of his sentence, unintentionally grinding his pelvis up into your lower back, his erection poking you hard enough that it felt a bit uncomfortable. As much as you wanted to speak, you were so hot you wondered if your voice would come out right. Swallowing before opening your mouth, “Thoroughly satisfied?”, you asked in the softest voice, one he wouldn’t have heard if he wasn’t so close to you, curious as to what that meant, is he trying to imply that you don’t satisfy him enough? What more could you possibly do for this man. You can barely handle things as they are already.

“Yea, but don’t worry about it too much, of course I’ll teach you how to satisfy me…if you’re willing to learn”, he said his thumbs flicking back and forth over your nipples, making you bite your lip to suppress any sounds, embarrassed to be moaning so early in the game. “What do you want me to do?”, you asked breathlessly, trying to control your tone so you didn’t whimper, but you couldn’t help but gasp loudly when he gave both your nips a firm pinch, your back arching at the sudden stimulation. You could no longer hold back your moans when he began tweaking them, the fabric of your shirt coupled with the pressure of his fingers too good to resist.

“Well, I can’t get over how responsive you are, just look at you”, he whispered, licking your earlobe and softly nibbling on it as he began tweaking your nipples a little harder, your body shuddering as you tried to adjust to the constant stimulation, rubbing your feet against the bed as you kept on arching into him, wanting more of this, the shirt you had on irritating you enough that you brought your hand up to attempt to lift it up, Naruto temporarily stopping his pleasurable actions to help you.

Cupping your bare, supple mounds and kneading them once again. They were impossibly soft, Naruto very faintly moaning in the crook of your neck as he fondled them to his heart's content. “Will you do me a really big favour princess?”, he asks, tweaking your nipples once again, a bit harder than before, softly nibbling your neck when you moaned loud enough for him to hear you. “I love how easy it is to have you making those sweet sounds princess”. “Okayy”, you whimper, biting your lip to try to tame the noises you wanted to make.

“You know what else I love, making you cum, listening to your screaming and the feel of you pulling tugging on my hair and scratching me, even when I’m working, I can’t shake away the way you beg and plead for me”, he confessed, increasing the pressure he put on your nipples, leaving you barely able to stop constantly whimpering. This was just too easy for him. “ Just like that princess. Do you want to satisfy me?”, he asked, your eyes connecting with his, the neediest look in your face as you nodded your head. “Yes”, you whispered, Naruto smiling, leaning down to take you in for a kiss, his tongue finally penetrating your mouth, one hand leaving you nipple to wrap itself around your neck, keeping you in place as he wrestled your tongue with his, softly moaning with you when you began sucking on it, breaking away from you to gently nibble on your lips, tugging on your bottom lip before sucking it, you could seriously kiss him forever, you thought to yourself.

Breaking the kiss, always sucked, keeping your eyes closed in hopes that he’d lean back in to continue, but instead, he placed both his hands under your arms, swiftly scooting you up so you sat up a bit more, Naruto pulling you down with him as he leaned further into the pillows, his hands now working on removing your thong, easily slipping them off of you, one of his hands on your thigh, holding you open for him. Spitting on his fingers, he lowered them to begin rubbing circles on your clit, sliding his middle finger further down your folds only to realise how much of a soaking puddle you already were.

Lubing up his fingers with your slick, he began making those circles with just the pad of middle finger against your clit, managing to kiss you once again, his mouth never leaving yours this time, his middle finger working those circles before alternating to flicking your bud, quickly making you crumble, your body jerking in his hold as began to feel your first orgasm creep up on you, softly moaning into the kiss, his finger unceasing its actions on your now sensitive bean. You knew what was coming, breaking the kiss to look at Naruto. This part right after one orgasm subsided was always the hardest to take, but it was just your first orgasm, you could easily handle this. “Ohhh”, you moaned, trying to keep your eyes on his as the pleasure began to build up again, feeling your second orgasm quickly gain on you, Naruto never faltering from the slow circles then fast flicks, his eyes never leaving yours as your oragsm finally caught up with you, your hand rubbing his arm, trying to handle the pleasure you wanted to endure for him. To satisfy him.

Before your orgasm was even over, his middle finger penetrated you, quickly followed by his ring finger, making you scream in surprise, his fingers immediately working your g spot, a pleasure way different from what you felt on your clit building up deep inside of you, Naruto simply watching all the desperate facial expressions you made, thinking to himself…cute.

It didn’t take long for you to feel like you’d cum again, this orgasm much more intense than the first two, your hand grabbing his forearm. You wanted him to stop because you couldn’t bear the pressure, but you were also aware of the kind of pleasure you’d succumb to if he didn’t stop, but the closer you got to orgasm the harder it was for you to not push him away, deciding to grip onto his shirt instead, uncontrolled whimpers leaving your mouth when you orgasm finally hit you, small spurts erupting from your pussy as Naruto continued working his fingers against your gspot, making you scream, the pleasure now unbearable.

Even though you’ve been through more than this, it was still tough to take, screaming a little louder at his onslaught. You couldn’t control how much you gushed as Naruto continued to finger you, “There you go princess, just like that, good girl”, he praised you. You were physically unable to control yourself, jerking in his hold so much that he had to readjust you to hold you closer to him, his fingers never stopping even for a second. “Oh fuck!”, you cried out, screaming again when you came once more, Naruto’s pants growing wetter with each passing moment, only focusing on your beautiful face as you rode out every orgasm so well.

“Good girl, you’re doing such a good job princess”, Naruto said above your whimpers, finally removing his fingers from your pussy to slip out from under you, placing you on your back against the pillows, repositioning himself in between your legs, kissing and nibbling on your thighs as you got comfortable, enjoying the sounds of your soft whimpers as your slowly came down from that intense orgasm. “You doin okay?”, he asks, his lips spreading into a grin tamer than his usual wild one, reminding you that there really was nothing to be anxious about. As intimidating as it was to watch him prepare to make you cry, like he did the last time, his aura still held a bit if compassion. But last time he was really mean, you thought, your heart skipping a beat at the memory of those soul draining orgasms, biting your lip when he planted small kisses on your clit, patiently waiting for your answer.

“Yea…”, you answered softly, your brows furrowing in worry as he parted your lips with his thumbs. “Mmmhmm!”, you involuntarily moaned as he began flicking your overly exposed clit, the pad of his thumb rapidly moving back and forth, over the swollen little bean, your mouth hanging open as you immediately began panting hard, Naruto’s eye’s the darkest blue you’d ever seen them as he observed your beautiful face. “You’re too cute to resist princess, I could play around with you forever”, he casually spoke, that same grin still dressing his handsome face, making you feel all too vulnerable as the pleasure quickly built up.

Without thinking, you brought your hand in between your legs to grab his thumb, your clit so sensitive you wondered if you could actually go through with such direct stimulation. Gently grabbing your wrist, Nauto raised a brow at you, “Why are you stopping me?”, he asked, planting another kiss right on your clit. “Mmm! Nooo..it's a bit much”, you spoke ever so sweetly, hoping he’d understand. “Princess, do you wanna satisfy me?”, he asked, casually darting his tongue out to lick a trail between your folds, your hips slightly jerking. “Yeaa!”, you whined, tears stinging your eyes from the sheer intensity of the atmosphere. Naruto could tell you were already overwhelmed, smiling at just how adorable you were, the mere thought of him eating you out was too much for your head to handle. He wanted you bad.

“Then don’t stop me again”, he said, his face suddenly serious as he guided your hand to his head, the feel of his soft hair gracing your fingers once again, “Or else I’ll just have to tie you up, and devour you to my heart's content”, he said as he winked, your tummy twisting at the sight of the predatory way he eyed your clit, spreading your folds apart with this fingers once again, his warm mouth instantly sucking on the little bean, quickly letting go with a soft pop, his thumb returning to continue torturing your clit, the loud cry leaving your mouth encouraging him to alternating with his actions, the heat of his mouth sucking your clit and the rapid flicking of his thumb resulting in another instantaneous orgasm. Slamming your head back into the pillows, the pleasure was incredible, your brain short circuiting when he decided to keep his mouth on you, his hot tongue circling your clit while he sucked. How could you be aware of how hard you yanked on his hair or how hard you accidentally kicked the heel of your foot into his shoulder as he forced you to this level of pleasure.

One second you were screaming and the next you were breathless, returning to your screams as you zoned out for god knows how long, bringing your other hand to his head to pull his hair hard, hoping you could get a break, unable to utter a word through your loud moans. How the hell were you supposed to satisfy Naruto if all your orgasm were gonna be like this intense. “Naruto!”, you cried, your voice cracking as tears began flooding your eyes again. “Fuuuck!”

Naruto simply couldn't get enough, the pain of your fingers nearly ripping his hair out his head not phasing him one second as he continued to suck and lick on your clit, your entire body spasming and you weren’t sure if you were cumming again or if this was the same orgasm, Naruto finally letting go when your squirting almost drowned him, spraying all over his face before he quickly moved his head to the side, your opportunity to quickly shut your legs, cupping your pussy as your body still violently shook.

Naruto let you be, backing away to stand up and pull his sweats off, freeing his raging hard before crawling back to you, easily separating your legs apart to lay in between them. “Haha”, he chuckled, grabbing your wrists in each hand to pin them on the pillows on either side of you. “Hey, hey princess”, he softly called, planting kisses against your warm face, hushing you. “Shhh, baby, you did so well, its okay.”

Wiping the tears off your cheeks, he wouldn’t stop kissing you, letting go of your wrists to wrap his arms around you, forcing your arms as weak as they were to wrap around his neck, slowly but surely catching your breath again, your clit so sensitive you decided you’d bite him if he touched it again. “There you go princess…are you okay?”, he asked, his question muffled as he nuzzled your neck, but you could still hear him, slowly gaining all your senses again, your legs numb and your tummy tingling as the pleasure still deliciously embraced you. “Holy fuck”, you whimpered, your fingers running through Naruto’s hair once again, gently scratching his scalp to sooth yourself too, the heat of his naked body pressed against yours comforting.

“Damn…that was intense huh?”, he said, “Are you okay princess?”.

“Naruto”, you whispered, your throat tender from the screaming session you’d just endured. “I can’t handle that at all…fuck!”. “What?”, he asked, slightly lifting himself up to look at you. “But you took that like a champ baby? That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…you were fucking amazing, I can tell you’re gonna get used to this in no time, or how else will you keep up with me?”, he spoke, brushing a braid out of your face before planting a kiss on your lips, moaning at how soft they were, melting between his own, only able to enjoy the kiss for a little while before breaking away,

“Shhh baby, you’re fine, you’re okay I promise”, he reassured you. He could still feel your body slightly shivering beneath him and you couldn’t help but whimper every now and then. Maybe he went too far. “God…Naruto you promised you’d be gentle”, you whined. If you had the strength to slap him on his arm you would, but you were totally spent. “Princess I was being gentle…and you did a really great job taking it…thank you, I’m really impressed…but I’m not quite satisfied”, he said, rubbing the tip of his dick between your folds, your pussy so messy he was confident he’d slip right in…even if it had been a week.

He knew it could be a bit of a squeeze sometimes, but with how drenched you already were, tonight might go smoother than other nights. “Naruto!”, you whimpered, “Yes princess?”, he said, his dick twitching at how needy you sounded, not sure if you were begging or whining. “Ohh my fuck!”, you gasped, moaning at the stretch of his tip slowly digging inside of you.Your hand quickly crawled under his arm to place your hand on his hip. Naruto knew you could barely handle him, excited to wipe away all your incoming tears. With how slippery and tight you felt around him, he was sure he was going to wreck you tonight. “Shit”, he moaned, pulling back to try again, eager to go a little deeper but he needed to take your comfort into consideration.

Penetrating you again, he managed to go halfway, quickly kissing you to swallow the sharp scream that followed, repeating the action, refraining from going any deeper than he already was, waiting for you to loosen up a bit more. You couldn’t help the stream of cuss words and moans that fell from your lips while Naruto slowly fucked you, steadily pumping himself in and out of you, careful to only go halfway, the curve of his dick allowing the tip to massage your g spot in the worst way for you, your fingers digging into his side to manage the electrical pulses of pleasure running though you with every stroke. “Goood!!”, you whimpered, Naruto’s blue eyes lost in yours as he kept to his sinister rhythm, smiling every time your eyes rolled or you swore, breathlessly panting his name.

It took everything in him to not go feral as he took in your every reaction, thrusting a little deeper with every passing second. You could barely breathe, Naruto’s hand reaching for your lower back to pull you closer, groaning into your neck as he tried to go deeper, your pussy clenching him so well it was his turn to start panting. He was so deep inside of you, you couldn’t help but push his hips with your hands, wondering when you’d finally go insane, squeezing your eyes shut and opening them again, throwing your head back into the pillows moaning so loud Naruto knew you were close, your thighs squeezing him tight, but that didn’t stop him from moving his hips in circles, alternating between pounding you and rotating his hips, your moans now desperate, needy cries as he purposefully kept you on edge, thrusting deep inside of you and holding it there when he thought you were about to bust.

“Narutooo! Please! Fuck”, you begged, chocking on your words as tears fell down the corner of your eyes. “Okay princess, should I go faster?”, he asked, the sound of his hips clapping against yours growing louder as he picked up the pace, his face only a few inches from you, whispering words that definitely pushed you over the edge. “I’m gonna make you cum so fuckin hard do you understand princess?”, he said, his voice so low and deep, seductive enough to speed up the process, his hips moving faster, his thrust a little harder as he drilled you.

He wasn’t sure if you were begging or pleading, your words incoherent as you got closer to where he wanted you, your legs shivering on either side of him. “Yea, I’ll fuckin make a mess out of my little princess huh?”, he teased, grinning to himself when you finally came, your cries so intense he felt like god for a minute, you made him feel so powerful, so wanted, your pussy pushing him out as you continued to gush all over him, Naruto quickly grabbing his dick to rub on it, trying to shove it back inside of you, but you came so hard he needed to wait a while, opting to lower himself and spread your legs open, his muscles flexing as he held your shaky self down, drinking up some of the liquid pouring out of you, slurping your poor little clit while at it, “noooo!”, you cried, Naruto greedily sucking on your clit, keeping you on this mind numbing high.

There wasn’t much you could do to stop it, your entire body involuntarily convulsing as your brain attempted to handle the pleasure. Finally leaving your clit alone, he came up with a satisfied sigh, as though he had just drank from the fountain of life, wiping his mouth before nestling himself between your legs once again, bring each shaky leg on top of his shoulder, lining himself with your sopping puss, biting his lip as he sunk most of length inside of you with a single thrust, his thumbs wiping the tears now freely falling down your cheeks.

“That was amazing princess, again okay?”, he softly said. “N-nooo Na- naruto, br-b-break!”, you begged, choking on your tears, as he continued to thrust inside of you. “Uh uh…not yet, but I promise I’ll give you your break, sweet thing, I’m so proud of you”, he said, amused by your current state. He was seriously having so much fun, his hips smacking yours as he went a little harder. “Na-Naruto!”, you begged, only stroking his ego as he took pleasure in fucking your limp body to his hearts content. “Yes baby, look at how pretty you are'', he said, wiping the drool from your mouth away, your moans ragged and choked, screaming when he changed his angle just a bit, hitting a spot inside of you that caused a reaction that even surprised him. “Damnit princess, you’re fucking squirting, its so good huh? It’s okay pretty girl, cum as much as you want, I'll help you, there you go”

Your eyes fluttered open in the dimly lit room. You didn’t remember falling asleep, shutting your eyes tight to gather your memories, the intense ache between your legs instantly reminding you of the fucking down you endured. Attempting to shift, you couldn’t at all, a heavy weight keeping you pinned down to the bed, the feel of hot kisses pressing against your cheek reminded you of Naruto’s presence. “Naruto”, you whispered. “Oh hey princess! Welcome back!”, he happily spoke. You remembered that Naruto had the best mattress your body had ever laid on, feeling like you were sinking into a cloud with his weight pressing into you. “What happened?”, you asked, your body so numb and relaxed, you knew you’d be getting the most heavenly sleep of your life soon. “You passed out on me princess…”. “What?”, you asked, and you remembered. Naruto was fucking you hard enough that the orgasm you had ended you, moaning at the memory, your pussy aching as though it missed housing him.

“Yea…it might of been a little too much for you to handle baby. But I’m still so proud of you…even though you kind of left me behind there hehe”. “You didn’t cum?’, you gasped. “Oh…I’m sorry baby”, you yawned, enjoying the warm kisses he bathed you in. “I’d offer you a blowjob but i don’t think I can actually move haha”. You’d never felt so sleepy, excited to finally call it a night. “Oh no princess, you don’t have to move at all, but you are going to come one more time for me”. You’re eyes shot open. “What!”, you gasped, was it even possible for you to cum again. “Well babe I’d still like to cum too…”, he said. “Oh my god Naruto”, you whimpered at the feel of his dick pressing into your entrance, your gasp turning into a moan, the stretch a bit more intense despite the previous fucking. You lay on your front now, your thighs press together as Naruto dived deep inside of you, one of his arms wrapped around your torso, his other hand wrapped around your neck, his mouth right beside your ear. “You can surely handle another orgasm for me yes?”. His question came across as a challenge. Will you ever get used to this? “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my princess very well, but you need to take care of me too. Fair?”. “Yea”, you whimpered, his hips moving slowly, Naruto’s dick now sensitive, he felt like he would come quick, wondering if he should just go fast and hard to speed up his orgasm, and spare you any more of this. He immediately set to a fast pace, thrusting his hips hard at the feel of your walls kissing every inch of his dick, the hand around your neck now covering your mouth to silence your screams.

You couldn’t do much to alleviate yourself of the pleasure, having to take it head on with Naruto’s weight pinning you down. “Princess”, he moaned loud, sinking his teeth into your neck as he increased the pace, your stomach dropping as you felt yourself reach your peak, screaming into Naruto’s palm, your throat hurt. “Fuck baby, you’re so close, i can feel it, wait for me im almost there!”, he moaned, whimpering your name as his thighs began shivering. All you could do was continue to helplessly moan, Naruto letting go of your mouth to grip the pillow beside your head, and you honestly wondered if you could handle this pleasure any longer, your entire body growing tingly as you also neared your peak, the two of you screaming each others names in ecstasy as you both came hard, Naruto panting hard against your neck, “I fucking love you”, he said, so in the zone he didn’t realize what he had just said, and you were too flustered to think about it too much, whimpering into the pillow your face rested on. Pulling out of you, he decided to lay on top of you for a while, both your bodies still twitching as you calmed down. “You’re the fucking best y/n”, Naruto confessed, rubbing his cheek against yours as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. You couldn't help but giggle at how mushy Naruto was, deciding to join in this silly moment. Why not after all. “I missed you so much, thank you Naruto”, you smiled, Naruto showering your face with more warm kisses. “This might be too much to ask, but do you think you can stay up for a shower? I don't want this night to end so soon”, he asked, making you giggle. “I’m spending the night silly”, you reminded him. “Yeah but still, I wanna spend more time with you before we sleep…pretty please?”. “Okay then”, you sighed sarcastically. “Yass!!”, you heard Naruto exclaim, giggling once again before he began seriously attacking you with kisses. “Naruto!”, you laughed, unable to push him off of you because of your position. “Okay haha, i just can’t get enough of those giggles, I’ll go run the shower then”.

You didn't think it was possible but you felt even heavier after your shower, Naruto literally did all the work for both of you. You simply had zero energy left to do anything. “You need to recharge '', he said, recommending none other than ramen, which you couldn't say no to. You really only ate ramen when you were with him, so why not.

“So uhm…”, you began to speak, clearing your throat, “You said some stuff back then”. “Oh..yeah..that”, Naruto blushed, his cheeks turning pink when he remembered all the sweet talk from earlier on. “I meant it though”, he said, scratching the back of his head, a soft smile on his face while he held eye contact with you. “I've fallen for you princess…what do you think about that?”. “Well, I’d be lying if I told you I didn't feel the same way…I’m falling for you too”, you shyly responded, playing with the boiled egg in your ramen. “Well, I'm happier being around you”, Naruto added. “Maybe we can spend a little more time together you know…engaging in more than just sex”. “What do you mean?”, you wondered, not sure if he was asking you out or not. “I’d like to be your boyfriend”, he said, casually scarfing down some ramen, looking over at you when you didn't respond. “Please?”, he added, smiling when you giggled into your hand. “Yes, that sounds good…be my boyfriend”.

The confession of love between the two of you did not alter your relationship all that much, apart from how often the two of you spent time together, your friends nothing but happy for the two of you…

#naruto imagines #naruto x reader #naruto smut #naruto headcanons #naruto fanfiction #naruto lemons #commissions with Billie

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chocolatetheoristcloud · 2 years ago

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How do you shikamaru would react to reader telling him she’s pregnant.

I'm Pregnant

How Shikamaru would act if his girlfriend was pregnant HCS

Paring: Shikamaru x pregnant reader

Warnings:impreg, mentions of cream pieing,smut,teenage pregnancy,accidentally pregnancy,kinda of non-con condensing you warned him you were going to get pregnant but he didn't listen.

Mostly like it was never planned/ment to happened.

And mostly likely he just got lazy one day and said screw it because he didn't want to pull out. Even tho you told him you'll probably get pregnant, but he still did it.Even tho he KNEW you would get pregnant.(Just like how Temari got pregnant.)

But nonetheless when he finds out you're pregnant, he wouldn't be that surprised I mean he CREAMED-PIED you and we're showing signs of pregnancy, sooo he wasn't that surprised but when you told him you were pregnant he would say something.

"How troublesome this going to be such a drag and I should have pulled out butttt..... I'll still try to be there for the future of our child since it was my fault... and I didn't listen to you".

And you're just their confused like what the hell does that mean, HE'S the one that got you pregnant when you told him to pull out, like what let's keep it a bug,YOU FINNA BE HERE FOR THIS BABY.

Although it was nice to have Shikamaru be by your side, you wouldn't all so happy you were a teenager, you were 16 with a baby while Shikamaru was 19(why is Shikamaru in a relationship with a 16yr old girl I don't know)

He'd try to make you feel better and try not to get you nervous or upset (but you're already upset, I mean... you are 16 AND PREGNAT ALL BECAUSE HE WAS LAZY)

But he'd still try to be there for you and your baby, butttt now that you're with child you have to get married to Shikamaru now.(So at least that's that?)

When the baby is born you would mostly likely be taking care of it, since Shikamaru would be at work

ALL DAY.

But,it wasn't that hard caring for your baby because they were always napping.

But when he is there he'll try to help out both you and your child.

#shikamaru x reader #shikamaru #shikamaru x smut #shikamaru smut #shikamaru x oc #shikamaru x y/n #shikamaru x you #naruto #shikamaru nara x reader #black reader #Naruto x reader #nara shikamaru x reader #shikadai x reader

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13as07 · 11 months ago

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Spitting Image #2

(Ino Yamanaka)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to shiino_9]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 3,738

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Okay I want your thoughts. I’m thinking part three is all Gaara being zaddy and trying to reconnect with his baby mama. Then part four is moving to the Sand Village. Yay? Nay? Idk :)

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"Just breathe, it's all going to be okay," Ino whispers in my ear, gently squeezing my shoulders as she leads me down the road.

I repeat her words in my head, eyes set on Yoshiki who's curled up in my arms. His chubby hands are raised, trying to get a grip on one of the strands of my hair. He giggles to himself, the ends of my hair tickling his chubby cheeks. Lord, he's so chubby and round and adorable.

"You are adorable, my love," I coo, peppering his cheeks in kisses.

"You're hogging him," Inojin complains, his hands wrapping around my arm to tug on it.

"Inojin," Sai says, his tone calm as he smiles softly at his son. "Maybe let Ne-San carry Yoshiki for a while."

"She has been carrying Yoshiki though. I want to hold him!"

"Inojin!" Ino snaps, gripping her son's ear as she lectures him.

"Ino," I call, shifting Yoshiki to my hip before I tap her shoulder. "It's okay, if he wants to hold him it’s fine. It'll probably be good, give me a chance to wiggle my nerves out of my system." I bend down, handing my son over to Inojin. He's quite responsible for his age, and always careful while holding Yoshiki.

My son's eyes light up when he realizes who's holding him. I swear, he's just as attached to Inojin as Inojin is to him. Yoshiki takes hold of his hair, gripping it and using it to move the older boy's head around. Ino's son gushes over my baby, cooing at him as he takes slow careful steps down the road.

The sight is nice, even if we are heading to my doom. It's been about a week since I ran into Shikamaru's brother-in-law. Gaara's older brother. Yoshiki's Uncle.

After Ino managed to talk me out of the bathroom, she showed me pictures of Temari's and Shikamaru's wedding; more specifically pictures of Gaara, who turns out was the man from the one-night stand. It took about a week, but Sai and her managed to talk me into letting Gaara meet Yoshiki and me. Meet me again, in a sober mindset, with the lights on, and my legs closed this time.

"You look pale, Ne-San. Are you nervous Gaara is going to want rights to Yoshiki?" Sai asks, getting a smack upside his head from his wife.

"What the hell, Sai? You can't say stuff like that!" Ino hisses, gripping his ear like she was doing to her son a minute ago. My eyes stay trailed on the boys as Ino rips into her husband, the noise of their fighting filling the background.

My mind spins with a million different possibilities and 'what if's about this meeting, about things going forward, about how Gaara is going to react.

"Okay, I want Yoshiki back," I mutter when the restaurant we're meeting at falls into view.

"Ne-San!" He whines, clinging to my son more.

"Please don't fight with me about this Inojin. I'll let you feed him at lunch," I try to bribe him, sliding my hands between his arms to wrap Yoshiki in my hold.

"Really?! You mean it?"

"I mean it," I echo, resting my son on my hip. Inojin tucks himself into my side, the one my kid is resting on as he continues to coo at him. My grip tightens as Yoshiki tries to throw himself at Inojin, calming my nervousness a bit again. The sight clams me a bit. It's adorable how much the boys love each other.

"Shoo, go run ahead and say hi to Shinki or something," Ino complains, trying to wave her son ahead. Reluctantly he does as he's told, racing ahead and disappearing into the restaurant. "Alright Mamas, how are we feeling?" She asks me, gripping my shoulder again.

"She's probably not doing too well. We're about two steps away from her life changing forever, hopefully for the better," Sai mumbles, doing his weird 'I'm trying to be comforting but I actually look creepy as hell' smile.

"Sai!" Ino screeches again, ramping up her lecture.

After a couple of minutes filled with their heated back and forth, I decided waiting in the restaurant would be better than listening to the Yamanaka screaming match. The restaurant atmosphere is quite calming, with dark soft reds, and gentle music playing in the background.

Yoshiki's head swerves around, taking in all the soft lights and the colorful coverings of the lights. "You like the colors?" I ask him, shifting him up further so I can whisper in his ear. Giggles erupt from him, his small hands squishing my cheeks as he enjoys the lights.

"Oh, you like that one, don't you?" I ask another unanswered question, walking towards the soft red-colored covering that has caught his eyes. I settle us underneath it. Watching Yosh watching the coloring. "Do you know what color that is? It's red, just like your hair," I tell him, twirling one of his strands around my fingertip. "Your hair is red, chief Akimich has red hair, and... and..."

"And his dad's hair is red," a voice from behind me butts in. My nerves are on edge as I turn around. My grip tightens on my son as the man from the flower shop - Yoshiki's Uncle stands a couple of paces behind me. "Gaara has red hair," he reiterates as if it's something I don't know.

"Ya, I know. It's why I was attracted to him," I mutter, scanning the entrance for Ino and then the restaurant for Inojin.

Ino might not fall into my view but her son does. He's sat at one of the large tables in the restaurant, a group of about six people or so with him, making my heart flutter faster with anxiety. My eyes stay locked on the boy, hoping he'll notice me and bring some familiarity to this uncomfortable moment.

"You got a thing for redheads, little lady?"

"Don't call me that," I mutter, anger bubbled in my words. My nerves are rubbing off on Yoshiki who's starting to stir, his pre-cry whines falling from him.

"Oh hush, love," I coddle him, covering his forehead in kisses. "You don't need to go and get upset just because mommy is. You're fine," I continue to coo, moving him around like a bird as I walk us around the restaurant, leaving his Uncle and some of my anxiety behind.

Yosh giggles because of it, 'flying' like a bird being pretty high up in his list of favorite things. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine," I hum to him, continuing our laps around the room as I wait for Ino to join us. "You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear how much I love you," I continue to sing to him, resting him against me again. "Please don't take my sunshine away," I finish off, littering his chubby cheeks in kisses.

"Ne-San!" Inojin calls, leaning over the table he's at as he waves at me. "Come here! It's almost six o'clock, Yoshiki needs his bottle."

I sigh softly at the boy's knowledge of my son's schedule. It's useful when I'm busy, but not useful at this moment. "You might not know how much I love you but you sure as heck will know how much big brother Inojin loves you," I tell my son, holding him in front of me so he can dangle. He doesn't do his newborn scrunch anymore, which makes me a bit sad.

"What do you say we go over to Inojin? You want to see Inojin?" I ask him, getting happy babbles as a response.

I cuddle him against me again, my heart slamming against my chest as I head towards the table. Yoshiki's Uncle has rejoined the table, his wife - presumably - is sitting next to him, in similar purple makeup as her husband. Shikamaru and Shikadai are sitting next to them, looking more like twins the longer I look at them. There's a blonde lady next to them, Yoshiki's opal-colored eyes staring at me from the lady's face. That must be Temari.

The spitting image of my son is sitting next to the blonde girl, repeatedly blinking as he stares at me and my son, our son. A boy about Inojin's and Shikadai's age sitting silently next to him.

Yoshiki is unfazed, his attention on trying to grip my hair again. Soon his hands fall from my hair to my mouth, trying to shove his hands into it. This is his new thing, like two days ago new thing. "Yosh," I coo, moving his hands away from my mouth. "We don't do that. No, we don't," I tell him, pressing kisses to his small hands.

"You're hogging him! Ne-San! You promised I could feed him. Give me, give me, give me," Inojin whines, turning around in his seat and trying to take grip of my son.

"Ya, ya, ya," I mumble, carefully placing Yoshiki into his arms. My eyes stay locked on my son, worried about this Gaara guy or anyone else at the table jumping at him while I dig for his bottle.

"There you are, mamas!" Ino calls, jumping on me as she wraps her arms around my shoulders. "And look at that, Yosh is already back in Inojin's arms. I swear at this rate Ino is going to have a permanent imprint of Yoshiki on his arms," she teases, sending me a soft smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. Ino's eyes are soft, a silent 'are you okay?' being sent by them.

"Yoshiki? As in fortunate?" Gaara asks, his face scrunched up as he looks between me and my - our son.

"No, Yoshiki as in blessed. Like a blessing, since he's my blessing," I mutter the last half, tugging his bottle out of the diaper bag. Despite the fears and anxieties I've felt today, I managed to hold it together enough to prep for dinner. Pre-measured formula in his bottle so all I need is warm water.

"Aw, that's cute!" Temari beams, sending a not-so-secret glare towards her brothers.

"Oh, ya. Adorable," Purple-man echoes, getting kicked by his wife under the table.

"Yes and no. It was my father's name," I mutter, setting Yosh's bottle on the table as I scan for a waitress.

"Don't worry Ne-San! I already ordered some warm water for you, it should be out soon," Ino's son says, focusing still on making faces to entertain Yosh.

"Thank you, Inojin," I praise, resting my hands on his shoulders before pecking his forehead. I lean down a bit further, kissing my son's head too before I slide into the seat next to the boys.

Ino quickly sits down on the other side of the boys. Sai goes to sit next to me in the only spare chair, getting a pointed look from his wife.

"How about we play musical chairs!" Temari cheers, locking eyes with Ino. Shikadai sends his mom a weird look, his father mimicking it as they stare at her together. "You stay right there... um... ma'am? You boys stay there too," Temari struggles out, ordering Inojin to stay still.

"Temari - " The oldest brother starts, quickly getting cut off by his sister.

"Get up Kankuro," she hisses, quickly standing to her feet, husband and son in tow.

Everyone shuffles around, raising my anxiety even more. When everyone settles back down, seats have been changed completely. Inojin is still holding Yoshiki, then me, followed by Gaara, the kid who sat next to him earlier, Shikadai, his parents, the Kankuro man and his wife, with Ino, and Sai sat by their son to start the circle again.

"So..." Shikamaru mumbles, breaking the silence and getting a warning glare from his wife. It's almost funny how much Temari and Ino seem to be. "Gaara and you have two kids, that's cool."

"Two?" I ask, snapping my head towards the Nara chief.

"Shikamaru!" Temari and Ino both yell, startling Yoshiki enough for wails and tears to spill from him. "Shut up," Temari hissed at her husband, pairing it with a smack to the back of his head. Well, that solved the mystery on the silent kid with red face paint. I assumed it was Kankuro's kid, I guess not.

"We're going to step out for a moment," I murmur, snatching Yoshiki from Inojin's arms. "Do you mind making his bottle?" I ask the older boy, patting his head before quickly heading back out of the restaurant, crying baby in tow. By the time I get out the door, into the chilled air, tears are spilling from me too, mine being from stress instead of fear.

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The door to the restaurant creaks open, upsetting Yoshiki more. The more upset he gets, the more upset I get, continuing the cycle of unchecked emotions. "Please calm down, love," I coo, rocking him in my arms again.

"Would you like some help?" Ino asks, her tone gentle as an attempt to help calm me down.

"No, I have it under control," I hiss out, causing Yosh to shriek again.

"You've been out here for twenty minutes. That isn't 'having it under control'," Ino points out, shifting to stand in front of me.

I have to turn my head up to look at her, courtesy of being sat on the ground, back to the wall. "Okay, maybe I don't have it under control. I'm freaking out. Gaara has a kid. A different kid! And our dinner went from the six of us to a party of twelve of us. What... what the hell? What the hell, Ino? I'm actually meeting Gaara, like for real, and his brother, and his sister-in-law, and his sister, and her family, and I can't calm down long enough to get Yoshiki to calm down, and what the hell?"

"I know, I know. It's a lot to handle right now. There's a lot of people and it's a lot of new and a lot of stress, but this will be good, right?" She asks, falling to kneel on the ground in front of me. "Yoshiki will get to have a relationship with his dad, with his older brother, with his family. He'll get more family to love him, you'll get more family to love you."

I lean forward, resting my head on Ino's shoulder. "I don't know. What if it doesn't work out? What if Gaara wants to take Yoshiki? What if he wants nothing to do with Yosh? Then what? 'Sorry kid, your dad was too established in the sand village to give a shit about us, but hey your mom tried her best'? What kind of life is that for my son?"

Ino lets out a sigh, rubbing my shoulders to soothe me. "I don't think that's going to happen, and even if it does then fuck Gaara. If worst comes to worst, you two will still have us. You'll still have Sai, and Inojin, and me. We can be our own little family of five."

I let out a sigh of my own, my stress still high and only climbing higher the more Yoshiki cries. "Alright mamas, you need to calm down. The more you freak out, the more he's going to freak out."

"I know, I know. It doesn't help that he's hungry either," I mutter into her shoulder, my angry tears soaking into her shirt. "I just... I can't go back in yet."

"Okay, okay. I have an idea - that you can totally say no to. Remember, you're the mamas, your baby, your rules," Ino starts, rubbing my shoulders faster as she rests her cheek against my head. "I'll take Yoshiki inside and get him calmed down and fed. You can hang out here and get yourself put together before you join the table again, okay? Worse case you decide this isn't the right time or space to do this and we replan, okay mamas?"

"Ya... ya that's... probably for the better," I mutter, reluctantly letting her take Yoshiki from my arms. I don't like the thought of him being around Gaara without me, but I know if I don't take some space to calm down, I'm just going to keep winding Yosh up. Besides, my poor love is probably starving since his feeding time was about twenty-five minutes ago.

Ino takes him from me, pressing a kiss to my head before she leaves me alone outside the restaurant, giving me the time I need to calm myself down.

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I brush my hands over my pants, dusting off the dust from the sidewalk. As I'm cleaning myself, the restaurant door creaks open. "I'm sorry," I mutter, shifting out of the way.

"You are not in the way... -San," the young voice struggles with the last word, not sure what to call me.

My eyes settle on the boy, the same one that I left sitting next to Gaara at the table. His eyes are a green color, not the same as his father’s or Yoshiki’s, a darker green. It reminds me of the forest. His face paint is red unlike his Uncle, and cups his eyes in a way that makes them stand out. It's weird how much my - our - son looks like Gaara and how little his older son looks like him.

"Your kid screams a lot," the boy mutters, shifting around. His black cloak moves with him weirdly, like it's not made of cloth. "He's okay now though. Inojin is feeding him and that seemed to quiet him down."

"Yoshiki is a little stressed and he's too young to be able to understand what he's feeling."

"He can't even talk, what could he be stressed about?"

"He's stressed because I'm stressed."

The kid looks at me for a moment, head tilted and face scrunched as he sizes me up. "He looks a lot like my Papa."

"Yes, he does."

Silence falls between us, the boy slowly blinking as he stares at me. My eyes jump around the road, looking for something other than the child to look at. "Papa doesn't cry."

"No?" I ask, internally screaming. What have I gotten myself into? What kind of man did I accidentally choose as the father of my child? What the hell is up with his kid?

"No... he cried when Aunt Temari told him you agreed to meet him again, to let him meet..."

"Yoshiki."

"When you agreed to let us meet Yoshiki."

"I'm sorry I made your dad cry," I murmur, glancing around the empty street again.

"Uncle Kankuro calls you 'The Leaf Village Margarita Lady'."

"Ya?" I ask, shifting my weight around. The conversation is very uncomfortable and the need to check on Yoshiki is building with every passing second. I see my out when the restaurant door creams open again.

"Shinki?" The soothing voice that whispered sweet nothings into my ear sixteen months ago calls, making the kid's head turn. Shinki and Yoshiki, it has a nice ring to it. So much for my out though. "Hello," Gaara says, tone a bit panicked when his eyes settle on me.

His panic only grows as his eyes flicker between his son and myself. "My greatest apologies for anything Shinki might have said," Gaara rushes out, leaning forward and grabbing his son by the collar of his shirt tucked under the not normal cloak. "His social skills are a bit - "

"- like his father's?" I ask, cutting Gaara's sentence off.

"Yes," he mumbles, just a hint of pink dusting his cheeks. The sight makes my mind flicker to... the creation of Yoshiki. Gaara was all kinds of pink that night, it was a sight I enjoyed quite a bit. It was hot, a big shot Shinobi stumbling over his words and blushing because I was flirting with him, because I was doing a hell of a lot more than flirting. "I hope he didn't say anything insensitive."

"No, your kid has a good set of manners. Though, he did tell me your older brother calls me the margarita lady."

Gaara's flusteredness deeps, the color of his cheeks proving that and tugging a small smile to my face. "I am sorry for Kankuro too. I know your first meeting with him wasn't... up to par. I am sorry for the nickname as well."

"It's fine," I mutter, my eyes switching between Shinki and Gaara. Whoever his child's mother is must have some pretty strong genes to outweigh Gaara's. Stronger than mine, that's for sure.

"Mamas!" Ino's voice rings out, the door slamming open as she pushes her way out. "Gosh at this rate we're all going to be out here."

Ino and I both nervously laugh, only making Gaara pinker and his son even more unamused. "Might as well tell everyone we're eating out here now," I murmur, focus set on my friend. Her attention is set on me, eyes asking if I'm okay again. The answer is a big fat no but I don't voice it. "I should go check on Yoshiki," I announce, skirting past Gaara and squeezing through the door.

I can sense Ino behind me even before she wraps her arms around my shoulders for the millionth time tonight. "Dear Lord, Mamas. Gaara looked like he wanted to eat you whole."

"He did not!"

"He did too," she giggles, using her hold on me to shake me around. "Look at you, having the Sand Hokage all flustered and blushing. Not to mention your kid is the spitting image of him. Not to put it out in the world and ruin it or anything, but I think Gaara is going to take care of you two."

I know she means it in good light, but the thought terrifies me. All the 'what if's circling my head, the main one being 'what if Yoshiki and me end up trapped'? I don't know anything about this man, about his family, about his expectations, about his wants for himself, for Yoshiki, for me. He was supposed to be a one-night stand, a high and fly, not the father of my son.

"Stop worrying, mamas. Everything will be alright," Ino whispers in my ear, gently squeezing my shoulders. When the sight of Yoshiki giggling in joy because his uncle is blowing raspberries into his cheeks falls into view, a small piece of me wants to believe her.

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