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littlechinesedoll · 2 years ago

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The Fox Bride - SasuNaru

Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka, Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, Alternate Universe - Historical, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Edo Period, Fox!Naruto commoner!sasuke, kakairu adopts naruto, Protective Hatake Kakashi, Protective Umino Iruka, shy!naruto, Inspired by Art, Meet-Cute

Summary: SummaryNaruto knows he’s something… but not entirely human. He’s some kind of fox. He has ears on top of his head, a fluffy fail, whiskers on his cheeks, sharp eyes, fangs, and nails. He lives deep in the snowy forest.

Uchiha Sasuke meets Naruto one cold winter morning. For the first time in his life, Sasuke wants.

inspired by: https://twitter.com/mashromn/status/1613357795021324288 but made it sasunaru

Notes:

my first sasunaru fic, please be nice! 🥺🙏🏼🙇🏽

ages naruto: 18 sasuke: 20

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Naruto’s parents are hunters.

They’re not really his parents. They’re humans. They found him crying, hungry, and cold, lying next to his mother, another fox like him, dead in the very forest they live in. They don’t know how she died, but she died protecting him.

Naruto knows he’s something… but not entirely human. He’s some kind of fox. Iruka-papa doesn’t have ears on top of his head, nor does Kakashi-papa have a fluffy tail like his. He has fangs and sharp teeth, and whiskers on his cheeks which thicken when he’s emotional, and his blue eyes that turn red and slitted, and nails that grow into claws when he’s angry or threatened. Very much unlike Iruka-papa and Kakashi-papa.

But Iruka-papa and Kakashi-papa love him all the same, and Naruto loves them with all his heart. He loves their hugs, and Iruka-papa’s kisses to his whiskered cheeks, and Kakashi-papa nosing his hair.

They’re very protective though. Even though Naruto is now at the age of marriage, like Iruka-papa has said, Kakashi-papa disagrees, and doesn’t like Naruto going to town, or anywhere farther than the nearest human to their home deep in the snowy forest. The only person aside from his parents he’s ever interacted with is the healer who tends to them when they’re sick, Tsunade-sama. The others he watches from the house and lets his parents speak with.

And Kakashi-papa has said, he’s too cute to be sent to the market. But Naruto knows, they’ve said it before. Naruto-kun is different. He’s small, despite growing into an adult already, just barely up to Iruka-papa’s shoulder; he’s pretty, with his pink tinged skin, full cheeks, bright yellow hair, long lashes, and shining blue eyes; he’s too innocent, too kind, too trusting, and while some may think that’s adorable, it will get him hurt. Because of what he is, someone will hurt him.

So, he’s left to tend to their small garden and care for their crops, care for their home and keep it clean and warm, and prepare the food for when his parents come home.

It’s winter, and Naruto has soup ready for when his papas come home from their hunt. It’s made from the boar bones they had caught and butchered some weeks ago, kept fresh by the freezing temperatures. He adds some salt to the broth, then some of the sliced carrots and potatoes they had stored from the fall. He grilled the fish he caught and salted with Iruka-papa the other day, and the rice is already cooked and resting in the ohitsu. (1)

He takes a sip from the ladle and decides that yes, this might be his best soup yet. His papas will love a hot midday meal after a cold, long morning of working and hunting.

“Dare ka?” Hello? Anyone?

Naruto gasps, his ears turning to the direction of the front of the house. Someone’s here. Someone who is not Iruka-papa or Kakashi-papa or Tsunade-sama. How did they know how to get here? And he can’t pretend that nobody’s here either, since there’s a fire going and smoke is billowing out of their house.

“Dare ka koko ni iru no desu ka?” Is anyone here? “Hello?”

Naruto grabs Kakashi’s haori that is long enough to cover his tail, and a tenugui to wrap around his head to hide his ears and pretend that he’s keeping his hair out of the way since he does have a kappougi on. (2)

He kneels at the door, slides it open just a little, and peeks out the engawa. “H-hai?” he sees a black horse tied to a tree and a young man.

“Oh, good,” he says. “Someone’s here. This is the home of Hatake Kakashi-san?”

“H-hai,”

“I have something for him. May I come closer?” he asks, getting the feeling that this person might be a little shy or jittery, since he’s only peeking through the door.

Naruto nods gingerly, ears listening carefully for any suspicious movement.

The man, tall, maybe just as tall as Kakashi-papa, with dark hair and dark clothes, goes back to the horse to unlatch the parcel, then approaches their engawa and sets down the large box. (3)

He sets it down and retrieves a scroll from his bag and a stick of charcoal.

Curiosity gets the best of Naruto, and he slides the door open further. “What is it?” he asks, poking the box.

“It’s a futon,” the man doesn’t look up as he writes something on the paper with the piece of thin charcoal. “I’m supposed to hand it over to Hatake Iruka or Hatake Naruto?”

“Hai, Hatake Naruto desu,”

“Hai, sign here—” the man hands over the paper for the receiver to sign, and stiffens, frozen in this spot just outside of the engawa. Now that he’s gotten a good, close look at him, He’s beautiful. “…please,”

“Hai,” Naruto takes the piece of paper, hunches over the engawa and writes his name down to where there is a mark. He writes his name carefully. はたけナルト.

When Naruto looks up to return the piece of paper and the stick of charcoal, he meets the man’s eyes. He almost gasps. How handsome! He has eyes darker than the charcoal, like a bottomless well. An icy stare that's... honest and genuine. His hair, parted in the middle with bangs framing his elegant face. He looks so different from Iruka-papa and Kakashi-papa, who both have lighter colored hair and eyes. He has even paler skin! Naruto finds himself wanting to grow closer to him.

“Ano…” says the man as he takes the paper, still struck by Naruto’s etherealness. There’s a delicate divinity to him, like Sasuke wants to offer… something. A gift. Flowers. A basket of fruit. Anything. Everything. For the first time in his life, Sasuke wants. “Boku no namae wa Uchiha Sasuke. Hajimemashite, Hatake-san,” My name is Uchiha Sasuke. It’s nice to meet you, Hatake-san. Sasuke doesn’t know why he’s introducing himself. He’s a delivery man. The only thing he should do is drop the parcel off and leave, and that’s what he’s always done. What's so different now?

Naruto flushes, embarrassed about how the handsome man is introducing himself, then remembers his manners and bows. He feels his stomach clench, then finds himself wanting to touch the man. What is this feeling? “H-hajimemashite, Uchiha-san. Naruto dake de ii desu,” he says shyly. “Hatake-san wa boku no papa desu,” Pleasure to meet you, Uchiha-san. Please call me Naruto. Hatake-san is my Papa. “Did he buy this?”

Sasuke shrugs, hoping this conversation will drag out and he’ll have more time to speak with this beautiful creature before him. Naruto-san must have been cooking, since he has a kappougi and a headscarf on, but it’s puzzling that he has a haori over it. “Maybe. I was only tasked to deliver this to his home. I didn’t expect it to be this far,”

“Oh, um, yes. It’s a long journey from here to the town. I hope it wasn’t too much for you and uma-san,” (4)

Sasuke glances at his horse. “He’s sturdy,”

The horse chuffs, shaking its head, clearly displeased with being gossiped about.

“May I touch him?”

“Sure, but be careful. He’s… distrustful of others,”

Naruto brightens, slips his socked feet into his sandals, and in Kakashi’s haori, still in his kappougi and tenugui on his head, he respectfully, quietly approaches the horse to not spook it. He offers his hand first, and when the horse pushes its nose into it, a smile breaks from Naruto’s face.

Naruto has one of the most blinding smiles Sasuke’s ever seen, brilliant enough to part the dark clouds and reveal the sun and the blue sky. It makes his heart skip a beat.

That’s new, Sasuke thinks, watching his horse practically smush his face into the boy. The beast’s never let anyone else touch him before, always threatening to kick.

“What’s his name?” Naruto asks, brushing a palm over the horse’s muzzle and jaw.

“Susanoo,” answers Sasuke, keeping alert just in case Susanoo acts out and hurts Naruto.

“The god of the sea and storms,” says Naruto, pressing his cheek to the horse’s muzzle. What a gentle creature. “How very fitting for a fine, strong horse. Hajimemashite, Susanoo-san,”

Susanoo presses its muzzle against Naruto’s forehead. The gesture seizes Sasuke’s heart. His horse has never shown tameness to anyone other than Sasuke himself. It’s a touching scene; it makes Sasuke’s chest swell with emotions he’s never felt before.

Naruto giggles. “Thank you, for letting me touch him,” he turns back to Sasuke and bows. “You have a lovely horse. He loves you very much,”

“He seems like he likes you, too,” says Sasuke, giving Naruto a small smile.

Naruto’s cheeks heat. “Please wait here,” he rushes back into the house.

Sasuke undoes Susanoo from the tree, then waits like he’s asked, and a little later, Naruto is back out holding a single carrot, which excites Susanoo, and a bowl of something steaming hot.

“Here,” he hands Sasuke the bowl of hot soup. “It’s very cold, so I hope this can warm you up and help strengthen you for your journey back,”

“Oh,” Sasuke’s almost too stunned to take the bowl. “Thank you very much—you didn’t have to,”

“Of course I had to,” Naruto tells him. “It’s freezing and you had to go all the way from town, you poor thing! May I give your horse a carrot?”

“Yes, thank you, that’s very kind of you, Naruto-san,” Sasuke sips the soup. It’s delicious! Warm, filling, and comforting. This is his only trip for today, with how arduous it is to travel in this weather. How lovely to be treated to a meal like this after a challenging route. Sasuke isn’t used to receiving or giving kindness from customers. Usually, they receive their parcel and send him off.

Naruto turns to the horse, “And I’ve got a treat for you, Susanoo-san!”

The horse chuffs in delight, and bites into the sweet carrot when Naruto presses the narrow end to his mouth. It’s gone in seconds.

“Ii ko da ne!” What a good boy! Naruto giggles once again then the horse presses his muzzle to his cheek. He receives the empty bowl back from Sasuke. “Uchiha-san, Susanoo-san, otsukaresamadeshita. Ki wo tsukete desu,” Uchiha-san, Susanoo-san, thank you for your hard work. Please take care. Naruto bows.

He starts to make his way back to the house. He doesn’t want Iruka-papa and Kakashi-papa finding out he was out here with another person for so long. It’s not that he’s not allowed to speak with others, it’s just that if they found out about him, and that he’s different… there is a possibility that they might take him away from his parents and hurt him in ways Naruto can’t even think of.

“A-ano,” Sasuke says before Naruto is too far away from him.

Naruto turns around. “Hai?”

“May I see you again?”

Naruto blushes, the blood rushing to his nose and cheeks, the plush, pink skin and blond bangs striking against the white tenugui and the snow around them. “I… I don’t know…” he can feel his ears flattening on his head as he looks away.

He’s flattered though, that someone wants to see him again. Naruto would be lying to himself if he says he doesn’t want to see Uchiha-san again, too. It’s nice to be able to talk to someone like this, to see and interact with another person, but his parents—Kakashi-papa especially—will never approve.

“My Papa�� he doesn’t like visitors…”

“Sou ka,” I see. Sasuke understands why. Naruto is gifted with kindness and beauty. Any parent will do everything to protect such a gifted child. “Naruto-san, thank you for the delicious soup and the carrot for Susanoo. That was very generous of you,” Sasuke mounts the horse. “Sayonara,” Goodbye. He pulls on the reins and Susanoo neighs, then breaks into a gallop.

Naruto watches as Sasuke rides away and sighs, but smiles at the bowl Uchiha-san had emptied. Uchiha-san thought his soup was delicious, and Susanoo-san quite enjoyed the carrot he grew. He tries not to resent his parents, keeping him sequestered away like this, but he knows they’re right. Even Tsunade-sama says the same thing, that the second they see him, there’ll be no question of his dreadful fate.

He takes the parcel into the house and prepares for his parents’ return.

Sasuke then decides, resolute, when he looks back over his shoulder and sees the parcel gone from the engawa, and Naruto-san enter and slide the door to his home closed, that he will come back at a more opportune time and speak with Hatake Kakashi-san and Iruka-san about their child.

He intends to make Naruto-san his bride.

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(1) An ohitsu is a bamboo basin/container with a lid that keeps rice fluffy and warm.

(2) A tenugui is a piece of cloth that can have many uses, handkerchief, a headscarf, a wrap. A kappougi is a Japanese apron used to protect the kimono from splashes and whatnot when cooking.

(3) An engawa can resemble the porch of a Japanese home.

(4) Uma - horse

Thank you so much for reading!! I hope you liked it!

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