#Yua hatake

[sinnbaddie]

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

[skykashi]

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

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

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Fairy tales in Disguise

Words: 2,440

Au: collage professors au/modern au

For: @howdoesoneadult

Tick-Tock

              Tick-Tock

The hands on his watch counted down the seconds. There was still five minutes left before Kakashi could officially be considered late, but Gai couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed at the situation.

They’d promised to meet at their favourite cafe, the same one they’d been going to since they young college students trying to find their way through the world, and Kakashi had the audacity to keep him waiting.

“I should know better,” forcing himself to look away from his watch, he focused instead on the book he was holding. ‘Gods and Heros: Fantastic Tales’. It was one of the newest books on mythology he could get his hands on during his last visit to the bookstore and he had made it his personal goal to read all of it before the next semester began.

Only two weeks and one hundred and fifty-seven pages to go before he met that goal.

One upside of Kakashi being late was that he had more time to read.

“That looks interesting,” he barely had an opportunity to lower his book before the seat across from him was being claimed. It wasn’t Kakashi sitting across from him, but an older woman with long brown hair and curious brown eyes that were fixated on his book. “is that new?”

“i-it came out just last month,” he confirmed. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude but-“

“you’re not rude at all,” the woman cut him off, a cheerful smile that looked eerily familiar. Yet, when he searched his memory for any hint of who the woman was he couldn’t come up with a single thing.

She was a strange, yet she’d claimed the seat opposite of him as if they were best friends.

“How is it?”

“What?”

“The book,” she pointed at the book in his hands. “Are the stories any good?”

“They’re the same,” he admitted, though thinking back he had found that the stories he’d read so far had a bit more excitement to them than previous ones. They were more fanciful, with a bit more adventure and excitement. “they keep the original tales but add a bit more…flare.”

“Like any good fairy tale.”

Gai cringed at the use of that word.

He couldn’t never quite explain it, but he hated it when people referred to mythology as fairy tales. Sure, there were a lot of similarities, but the comparison felt forced. Like a book seller trying to slap a title on the book just so it seemed more appealing to shoppers.

“Myth’s,” he corrected her gently while placing his bookmark back into its place and closing the book. “they’re myths.”

“Which are fairy tales we use to explain what happens around us,” she fired back, a triumphant smile that reminded him a little of Kakashi. Whenever he was arguing, and especially when he was correct, he got a smile just like that one.

Sometimes it was the most beautiful smile Gai had ever had the pleasure of seeing.

Other times, like right now, it irritated him.

“Fairy tales are random stories a talented writer comes up with,” he argued. “they’re in fanciful worlds with magic powers. They have talking animals and incredible hero’s and…” she raised an eyebrow, challenging him to continue. He tried, but as he thought through the argument that he’d had a hundred times before a realization hit. “I’m just proving your point…” his shoulders slumped and his eyes dropped down to the book.

He'd had this argument with so many people over the years. All of them had their reason’s for calling myth’s ‘fairy tales’ but no matter what they had to say he always had a counter point, and while there was never a clear winner in those arguments he’d walked away satisfied that he’d educated them about the importance of myth’s a little.

Yet, sitting across from this stranger he found himself questioning every single one of those arguments.

“Myth’s,” he insisted. “they’re Myth’s. An integral part of society. They help us understand what’s going on around us, how things came to be. They attempt to answer every question we have about the world around us.”

They were Myth’s, not fairy tales.

There was a fundamental difference. He couldn’t think of what exactly that difference was, but he knew there was one.

“Fairy tales are an extension of those same questions,” his companion responded, her smile growing softer as she dug her hand into her bag and pulled out a book of her own. This one was much smaller than Gai’s, with flower’s decorating the spine and a bright purple cover that caught his attention easily. “This fairy tale had its own goddess’.”

“Did real people believe in them?”

“No,” she conceded. “But they’re still gods. Just as likely to exist as the one’s in your book.”

On that, Gai didn’t even bother trying to argue. As much as he loved mythology, he was not a religious man. The gods in his stories were fascinating, but they were no more real than the gods people worshipped today.

Their stories were simply more interesting to him.

“It’s not a bad thing, you know,” she continued, settling a bit more into her seat. “to call them Fairy tales. Fairy tales are one of countless ways we express ourselves. We find joy in them. They make us cry, scare us. Sometimes they even force us to think about the world around us. Is that not what your myth’s do?”

“well, yes-“

“Yet they’re different?”

“They’re a look into society,” he answered, his finger tracing over the book’s spine. “They tell you what people want to believe. Not just one person, like a fairy tale, but a whole society. Myth’s let you look into the souls of people who are long gone and will never have the chance to explain how they saw the world. They’re one of the few sources we have to see into the minds of those people. To see the world as they saw it. Fairy tales can offer a similar glimpse, but they’re restricted to a hand full of people and they’re shared with the world. When someone reads a fairy tale, they don’t do so believing that the world they’re entering is in any way real.”

“You believe that” she gestured to his book. “Is a believable world.”

“No,” he chuckled at the thought. “But once upon a time, people did. They worshipped these gods and heroes. they went to temples with offerings, prayers, and sought knowledge from the people in these stories.”

The smile on her face only seemed to grow the more he spoke.

“Tell me this,” setting his book down on the table, he crossed his arms over it and leaned forward. “When you read your fairy tales, do you come out of them thinking that the fairy’s and gods are so real that you should worship them?”

“I do not.”

“But these,” he picked up the book and held it in front of himself so she could get a good look at it. “These are fairy tales, sure, but they’re fairy tales people believed in. they’re fairy tales people learned not just their morals from, but which became such an integral part of their world that they were willing to fight for them. To shed blood for them.”

“You have clearly never been on a public form to discuss your favourite fairy tale with other fans.”

An image of Kakashi hunched over his phone typing furiously while muttering about ‘reading comprehension’ and ‘stupid people’ popped into his head at that moment. It was difficult not to laugh, since the view was always so delightfully ridiculous.

“my boyfriend does a lot of that,” he admitted, chuckling as he thought about how much Kakashi would hate him discussing his personal flaws with a stranger. “he gets very heated over them.”

“mmm, yes Kakashi does do that,” the smile dropped off of his face instantly and he stared at the woman in front of him, her words dancing around in his head.

“Sorry,” he shook his head. “Kakashi. Do you…do I know you?”

“Not really no,” she continued to smile, which only served to annoy Gai more as he struggled to figure out just who she was an how she knew his boyfriend. “Kakashi should be here soon, correct?”

“uh, well,” glancing down at his watch he frowned. It was not three pm. The time when him and Kakashi had agreed to meet. “He should be here right now, but he’s usually late.”

“He won’t be late today.”

“how can you-“

“Sorry,” Kakashi’s voice called out. Looking up, Gai grinned when he saw Kakashi making his way toward the table with a book in one hand and a leash in the other, his service dog Pakkun happily trotting alongside him. “I hope I’m not late.”

“Right on time, actually,” standing up, Gai waited until Kakashi was close enough and leaned in to steal a quick kiss. “I seem to have made a new friend. She says you know her.”

“Hmm?” looking at the other side of the table, Kakashi frowned when he saw the woman sitting there in his spot. “I thought I told you I was going to meet you tomorrow.”

“I wanted to meet today,” she countered, that cheerful smile still on her face. “Besides, we both know you would have continued to hide your boyfriend away if I didn’t make an appearance on my own.”

“I would not.”

“So, you’ll let your father meet him tomorrow?”

“I…” pausing, he glanced back at Gai. “To clarify, before you get any ideas, it’s not you I’m embarrassed of.”

“Me?” Placing a hand over his chest, Gai gasped. “Why would you ever be embarrassed of me? I’m wonderful!”

“A fact that Kakashi continues to reiterate every time we speak,” the woman spoke with fondness. “Yet I feel as though he never mentions us.”

“I do!”

“Oh? What does he know of us then?”

“Well, he knows dad works in the police force.”

Gai hummed. One of the first things Kakashi had told him when they met was how his father was an officer in the police force and his mother was a writer.

A writer who had given him his love of books, and who loved fairy tales more than anything else.

“Oh…” he cringed as the realization hit him. It seemed so obvious now that he knew, yet it had flown right over his head.

Their smile was the same.

Their love of books the same.

They even shared a mole on the right side of their chin, though he forgave himself for forgetting about that. Most days Kakashi’s mole was hidden by his mask so it was easy to forget it existed, even if he did think it was the cutest thing ever.

“See? I’ve told him about you.”

“Your mom’s in town? No, your parents?” he gasped. “and you didn’t tell me? We have to have dinner!”

“Gai, please-“

“Tomorrow night, no tonight,” he insisted. “at our favourite Sushi spot. We can get a sushi boat and-“

“Gai….”

“And we can continue this conversation,” he turned his attention to Kakashi’s mother, his smile growing even brighter.

“You mean the one about how myths are just fairy tales with a different name?”

“Mom!” Kakashi yelped, his hands reaching out to cover her mouth only to be slapped away. “We talked about this. That’s the one thing I told you not to do.”

“Which of course means I had to,” she huffed. “And he makes some good points. I’m looking forward to hearing what more he has to say on the topic.”

Slapping a hand over his face, Kakashi groaned. “This is why,” he grumbled. “I can’t leave you alone for five seconds. How can I introduce the most important person in my life to you when you can’t even stop yourself from getting him riled up over something I told you upsets him?”

Gai stood there staring at his boyfriend, his heart swelling with love as his words sank in.

“The most important person in your life?” his mother repeated, and Gai’s smile grew impossibly wide.

“I-well-“ Kakashi’s eyes darted between the two of them, panic setting in as he realized just what he had said. “Can we start over? This is going all wrong.”

“No,” wrapping an arm around Kakashi’s shoulders, Gai pulled tight against his body. While he did that, Pakkun walked forward and plopped himself down directly beside Kakashi’s mother. “I think it’s going perfectly.”

“Me too,” standing up, she extended a hand toward Gai. “And since my son won’t give us a proper introduction, I am Yua.”

“Yua,” Gai chuckled. “Like the warrior hero from the land of Iron.”

“Oh, you read mythology from the land of Iron as well?”

“I didn’t use to,” he admitted a bit sheepishly. “But when Kakashi told me his mother came from there I thought I should pick up some copies. Fill myself in. I wouldn’t be a good teacher if I didn’t gather as much information as I could, right?”

Her eyes twinkled with excitement. “So he did mention us.”

“A lot,” he confirmed. “You’re his hero’s.”

“Ok,” placing himself between the two of them, Kakashi glared at Gai. “We don’t need to tell them everything I say, do we?”

“Maybe not,” Gai conceded. “I can save all of that for tonight.”

“Wait a minute-“

“And we’ll have to tell you all the things he says about you,” Yua continued over her son. “Calling you the most important person in his life doesn’t even begin to describe how much he adores you.”

“Mother…”

“I like this one,” she smiled at Kakashi, a tender look in her eyes. “You chose well.”

Looking back at Gai, Kakashi chuckled fondly. “I did,” he confirmed, leaning slightly into Gai’s body so that their heads were almost touching. “He’s just as embarrassing as you and dad. Perfect for me, really.”

Throwing his head back, Gai let out a loud, cheerful laugh.

There was nothing in the world, he was certain, that could truly embarrass Hatake Kakashi, but knowing that he was one of a select few people with the capabilities to do that felt nice. It was a power he’d have to be careful with. He didn’t want to abuse it.

Except, maybe tonight. Kakashi would forgive him for this one transgression.

It might be his only opportunity to tell his beloveds parents about the time he’d jumped into a river to save a dog only to have the dog swim away from him just as he reached it.

[depressedhatakekakashi]

A thought Yua had pushed back as much as possible, but which she was forced to confront head on now. Her parents were not aware of Sakumo’s return to the Land of Iron, but it would no doubt raise suspicions if she chose to relocate without a lover or a really good reason.

A reason she hadn’t had the opportunity to think up yet.

“My parents will be there own problem,” she whispered, afraid to meet Mifune’s eyes for the first time in her life. “A problem that I will take care of, no matter the cost. I will be making no changes to my current situation until it is safe to do so for Sakumo and Kakashi, and even then I will approach the subject with the care that it requires.”

The words were said with confidence, but Yua didn’t feel nearly as confident as she tried to sound. To choose Sakumo when she knew her parents views on him, would be as close to social suicide as she vould manage. Not only her own, but her families.

To marry a Shinobi was frowned upon for any regular citizen of the Land of Iron. For a Minamoto it was simply impossible.

Her first duty before returning to Mifune’s home would be to approach her parents. A task that she had no doubt would weigh on her mind for the following day’s.

“Still,” she lifted her head and squared off her shoulder’s, returning to the proud, determined posture she always tried to maintain in front of others. “It’s something i must figure out. If not for Sakumo, then for Kakashi. He may seem cool headed, Mifune, but do not be fooled. He is a child in a strange land with an uncertain future. He not only needs your protection, but if you can… your guidance would do him well. I’m afraid Sakumo is in no place to provide that guidance right now with everything that has happened to him.”

Yua was, simply put, very desperate.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Did one of the neighbors come for a visit?

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

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

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

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

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

[kagami--uchiha]

I so rarly send requests but if you ever had insperation for Kagami/Yua in 2c i would melt

I loved this!! <3

[hatakefamily]

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

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

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

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

[hatakefamily]

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

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

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

hatakefamily​

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[sannas-art]

Hatake Yua doodles ft young Yua

[ao3feed-sasusaku]

by sannas_writing

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

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

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

Fandoms: Naruto

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

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

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

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

[depressedhatakekakashi]

The more i learn about Seppuku the more it makes sense that Sakumo’s village and friends didn’t respect him afterwards.

Because it’s a samurai ideal. Ninja’s are meant to live and fight and move on, but Sakumo didn’t do that. He chose to die an honorable SAMURAI death

A village full of Ninja isn’t going to understand that. They aren’t going to see it as Sakumo maybe did. As an act of trying to preserve his honour and loyalty to Konoha

And it’s really friggen sad because i just know Sakumo was trying so hard to hold onto even a little bit of honour after his disgrace, and instead of preserving that honour he’s insulted and hated even more. So much so that his son has to listen to his teammates, the people he risked everything to save, insult him at his funeral

I hate it. I hate that he tried so hard to do what he thought was right for himself and Kakashi, and it only made things worse

[hatakefamily]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[depressedkakashismut]

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

Yua is a muse :)

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

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

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

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

[hatakefamily]

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

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

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

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

[shikaku-the-nara]

Shikaku looked at her with an eyebrow raised, “you think so, okaa-san? She’s really pretty… and smart.. and a shinobi.”

💬 “I heard through a little birdy that someone has a crush”

-HatakeFamily (Yua)

"Ah... Yua-san, I see Kakashi-kun can't keep secrets to himself..." He would have to remind the younger boy what 'told in confidence' meant when he saw him next.

[sannas-art]

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

TMS au

[narutoaus]

Avatar AU Masterlist- Characters

Benders

Fire Benders

Kakashi Hatake (Avatar)

Itachi Uchiha

Shisui Uchiha (Kakashi’s firebending Sensei)

Sasuke Uchiha

Obito Uchiha

Danzo (Fire Lord)

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

Yua (Kakashi’s mother)

Water Benders

Rin Nohara

Kurenai (Kakashi’s waterbending Sensei)

Sakura Haruno

Choji

Shikamaru Nara

Shikaku Nara

Earth Benders

Maito Gai (Kakashi’s Earth bending Sensei)

Maito Dai

Onoki (King)

Kurotsuchi (future Queen)

Kushina Uzumaki

Sakumo Hatake

Tenten

Ino Yamanaka

Inoichi Yamanaka

Tenzo

Air Benders

Asuma Saratobi (Kakashi’s Air bending Sensei)

Konohamaru Saratobi

Hiruzen Saratobi

Minato Namakazi

Naruto Uzumaki

Neji Hyuga

Hinata Hyuga

Hinabi Hyuga

Hiashi Hyuga

Non Benders

Anko (Poison user)

Genma (Weapons user)

Ebisu

Rock Lee 

Kiba Inuzuka

Shino

Specialized Benders

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

Nara Clan- Blood Benders

Akimichi Clan: Healers

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

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

Kurenai- Healer

Haruno Sakura- Healer

Nohara Rin: Blood Bender

Uchiha Sasuke: Electric Bending

Tenzo Yamato: Metal Bending

Hatake Sakumo: Lava Bending

Maito Dai: Seismic Sensing

Yamanaka Ino: Seismic Sensing and Metal Bending