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bicheetopuff · 10 days

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I just saw the worst takes about bnha’s ending on Instagram (three days ago now, as of posting this). So, today we’re gonna talk about Izuocha, shonen homoeroticism, and fandom… not in that order though…

I: Fandom

Fandom culture for all media has basically always been a war zone that you have to actively avoid, usually with two defining sides: people who try to enjoy media the way they want to enjoy it, and the people who say that everyone is wrong and attack others who they don’t agree with. There are shades of gray on both sides, but in general this is usually the case. It’s never been “‘alphabet mafia’ vs ‘normal’” or “fanon vs canon” or “right vs wrong”… I almost always see people having fun being attacked unwarranted (I am not saying that people being legitimately problematic shouldn’t be called out, pls don’t get me wrong. I’m talking about innocent fun!). And I’m not just talking about dudebros attacking shippers, I’ve seen a lot of shippers attack non-shippers/other shippers of a different ship, and it’s almost always people just saying “you’re wrong, I’m right, and your take ruins this media piece of media for everyone else.” That being said, I wanna talk about the highlighted parts of these comments, okay? But first I need to explain the video that these comments were on.

It was a video by @/d_rich7 on Instagram, a big anime creator, talking about this tweet:

To summarize the video, he went on to say that he’s not surprised because bnha has the worst shipping community since Naruto and how Horikoshi probably felt forced into not confirming any ships because of “threats and hate mail” that he got from his fandom. I’ll come back to that but first I’ll talk about some of the comments:

“At least, they can say they weren’t the reason for the downfall of their anime.”

I've seen this take from different parts of the fandom, whether it was in regard to ships, todofam, or the villains. Just because the narrative of a story ends up matching the theories of people you disagree with, doesn't mean the story is going through a downfall. Just accept that you were wrong and move on. It is okay to not like certain aspects of the story and it's okay to discuss and criticize it, but pinning the blame on people who just happened to be right, no matter how much you hate it, is not okay.

“People need to stop demanding the literal CREATOR of a series to do things how they want it done…They to learn it’s not their story to tell…”

“…like I don’t get how people who have no impact on the writing of a story get mad because the CREATORS don’t wanna use their personal ideas.”

“…from now on imma blame the fandom for fucking up the anime/manga, we could’ve had a better ending if it wasn’t for them…”

Outside of the context, I actually agree with the sentiment that fans shouldn't feel so entitled that they think they have any control over the media they're consuming. But, the commenters don't realize that they're doing the exact thing that they’re talking about. They're convinced that the queer shipping community is the reason the creator decided not to confirm any relationship and are pissed off that the ship they were rooting for, didn't happen. Why are they exempt from this rule? Because straight ships are supposed to happen and queer ships aren't? Because the boy is supposed to win the girl at the end in order to develop a good shonen? I'll go into the misogynistic implications of that later.

Other than that, I have seen a lot of people on tumblr get mad about other things, like before, regarding to the villains and todofam drama to the point that they started insulting Hori. Like I said, it's okay to be mad. Being mad about something doesn't make you a bad person but it was never our story to tell. Criticism and hate, are two different things and come off very differently.

“MHA’s fandom is filled to the brim with toxic, no shower taking, furry loving, lgbtq idiots…”

Honestly I added this one because he's right. We're here, we're queer, and we're idiots in the best way possible. However, I think this also says the quiet part out loud when it comes to the hatred towards bnha and it's fandom.

Shipping communities in other fandoms don't get anywhere near as harassed as often as the shipping communities in the bnha fandom despite not being much different. The difference is, a lot of us identify as and are recognized as queer and Hori himself even recognized that the LGBT community especially took a liking to his manga. But, in other fandoms, it's only okay to consider queer ships if they're recognized by the cishet audience.

Most people in the aot fandom don't have an issue with eremin because it was something recognized and memed by straight men, even if it was mostly as a joke. The kny fandom doesn't care about inotan because it was also recognized and memed by straight men. Narusasu doesn't get much hate anymore because the straight men of their fandom also started to recognize the characters weird obsession with each other and it became more difficult to ignore the ship since there was literally multiple accidental kiss scenes--one of the few times where the source material actively encourages shipping. I can keep going too.

On the opposite end of the spectrum, non-shonen animes with majority cishet women as their audience, no one bats an eye at their ships either, because there's not enough men in their communities to tell them they should feel ashamed for their fanon content and their words hold no weight… and there’s a lot less queer people in those fandoms. You see the trend, right? It's almost like queer shipping is perfectly okay and mostly accepted as long as the community is either majority cishet men, or those men grant permission/approval for the specific ships or the piece of media wasn’t “meant for men.” Otherwise, it's seen as gross and cringe.

There was one other community that was kind of similar to bnha in a sense that it was mostly consumed by queer people and cishet men, where there was a lot of discourse on whether the two main characters were queer or not… which is the Buddy Daddies fandom. When the show was airing, those two sides that I talked about earlier were pretty apparent, with people having heated arguments about whether there were queer undertones or not. The cishet men of the fandom didn't give their approval to ship Rei and Kazuki, so it became an issue. Same with JJK now, more so with itafushi though. SatoSugu was given a somewhat stamp of approval but itafushi is still seen as taboo.

However, for some reason, every queer ship and character (even if it's canon) in bnha is seen as something shameful to recognize which I think is very telling considering how large the queer and disabled part of the fandom is. Minorities are being punished for relating to a manga with discrimination as one of it's core themes. Do what you want with that...

“…hate-mail just pushed him over the edge so he just scrapped everything just as punishment to spite them…”

This kind of references rumors from a few years ago about the shipping community sending hate mail and death threats towards Horikoshi and everyone just running with it without doing their research.

Horikoshi did receive death threats but it was about Dr.Garaki's original name which you can read about here. It was mostly the eastern side of the fandom being aggressive, even going as far as posting videos of them burning the volume where Garaki's name was revealed which isn't okay. However, everyone blamed it on the western shipping community... for whatever reason...

There was another instance where people in the western fandom started sending Horikoshi death threats on his twitter because of a chapter about Endeavor getting attacked by Dabi and an Nomu and the Todo family being worried about him, people claiming that Hori "deserved to die" for romanticizing and glorifying abuse (when that wasn't at all the case, I'm genuinely confused on how they interpreted that...). This came out six years ago but somehow is still narrowed down to the queer community and women being toxic... like what? Do you see my point now of it feeling like we need to be granted permission to do certain things in fandom if we don't want to be punished?

Also who was Hori punishing by not confirming any ships? If anything, I’ve seen most shippers appreciative than not…

II: Ochako Uraraka and her relationship with Izuku Midoriya

Back to that point about misogyny that I mentioned earlier...

"...I would have lowkey wish we got to see deku and ochaco end up together since their relationship was hinted from the beginning..."

Quick warning... this is gonna be a long point.

Yes, they were attracted to each other at the beginning, no one is denying that. No one is denying Ochako’s crush either. Izuku’s nervous around her for the first like 50-ish chapters because he's still used to having friends (especially a girl. If you think about it, if his childhood friends were the only friends he had ever had before getting shunned by his community, then he had never had a girl as a friend before... ever) but their relationship eventually mellows out into a normal friendship. Given Ochako and Toga's arc, I don't think Izuocha was ever destined to end romantically.

Toga was desperate to be loved by someone who accepted her for who she was while Ochako was desperate to be able to show love to someone who she truly admired. Ochako wanted to be like Deku and tried for a while until she realized that she couldn’t and shouldn’t want to be like Deku. She thinks he’s amazing but she realizes that she can’t strive to be like him because she’s already like him but wants to change.

(this is kind of off topic but I just want to point out what Ochako said about Toga being sad about not being able to totally become Jin. Correct me if I'm remembering wrong but, Toga was only able to ever transform into Ochako completely, quirk and all. I think there's an analogy there, where her being able to be just like someone possibly means she's in love with them but she convinces herself that she loves everyone equally. I think it's supposed to be saying that "even though you can't be him completely, doesn't mean you don't love him, you just don't love him in the way you thought you did" and I think Ochako realizes that because she possibly had the same realization with Izuku. Becoming him didn't work out for her because she didn't love him the way others told her she did... I guess it wasn't off topic... oh well.)

The highlighted parts can apply to Ochako too if you replace “bloodlust” with “envy”. She suffered the same issue that Toga did with other people telling her how and who to love which made her feel like she was supposed to be jealous.

She didn't like these feelings of jealousy, so she began to unintentionally be like Deku and hide them. I don't think she ever had an issue with loving Deku but she had an issue with the way she convinced herself of how she loved Deku made her feel. It made her feel like she was hiding something because I think she felt conflicted for not loving him the way everyone expected her to. All the way up to her final fight with Toga, we were only getting intel about her crush from other characters. Not her.

There's a lot of Mina just telling her what her feelings are despite Mina canonically not knowing much about love. Her crush has always been projected onto her which is why she's able to relate to Toga so well and wants to be more like her since Toga is able to live as herself so comfortably and broke away from conformity and what's expected of her.

Ochako's crush is only there because it's expected to be and her arc is meant to prove that she can be more than just the MCs love interest. Ochako's projected crush is Horikoshi trying to prove a point about basic shonen tropes which he's done time and time again throughout the story. SHE WANTS TO LIVE AND LOVE HOW SHE PLEASES WITHOUT SOCIETY TELLING HER HOW TO JUST LIKE TOGA WAS ABLE TO DO! I WILL KEEP SAYING IT UNTIL MY THROAT IS RAW AND DUDEBROS BEGIN TO FINALLY UNDERSTAND AND NOT VIEW FEMALE CHARACTERS AS NOTHING MORE THAN EYE CANDY FOR THE MALE CHARACTERS!!!

In the epilogue. she hides her feelings with a smile because she doesn't want to worry anyone (sound familiar?) so it only makes sense that it was Deku who pushed her to let out her feelings despite not practicing what he preaches. So, she embraced her inner Himiko and let out her feelings with her whole face. Those feeling just weren't for Deku... and they shouldn't have to be.

I genuinely feel like (especially with the way dudebros hate queer ships in this fandom) if Ochako was a boy, her arc wouldn't have been so widely misinterpreted. Because if he had talked about how amazing Izuku was and Mina came in and still said "It's love!" most fans would've taken it as a joke and/or even going as far as pointing out that the crush wasn't real because he didn't actually admit to it and it was projected onto him by other characters. But, the world ain't ready for that conversation.

"...I saw it as the fandom tryn to force their ships into the story 100% ruining key moments..."

I mainly added this quote because I thought it was so absurd. How do you see class-a coming to support Ochako as "omg it's the fandom forcing their agenda and controlling Hori through mind control to force their ships into the story and ruin this key moment,"??? Like, is it really so unthinkable that Horikoshi can have creative freedom outside the norm of treating girl characters as a trophy for the MC? You expected Izuku to marry her on the spot while she's having a mental breakdown? It's just... anyways...

III: Old-Gen Shonen Homoeroticism and it's Relation with Internalized Misogyny and how New-Gen is Changing That

The Shonen genre - especially old gen - is notorious for it's accidental misogyny, queerphobia, and racism. It got to the point where it's just kind of expected at this point.

The main one is usually misogyny. A lot of shonen mangaka like to write women as nothing more than eye candy and when they are actually given a personality and power, their character arcs are suddenly ignored/neglected and turned back into eye candy. Take Tsunade and Nezuko for example. We're told that they're important and powerful and yet they rarely do anything and almost never get important speaking lines and when we get to see them in action, the author makes sure to highlight certain parts of their bodies. Nezuko I think is an especially obvious one, being literally muzzled for most of the story, and when she powers up, she grows up and is suddenly given huge boobs...

Almost every shonen girls' character arcs revolves around a man and if not, then their existence is for the sake of a male character. I will say, I havent watched much shonen because of this aspect that's always apparent, but almost every older shonen I've watched, read, or seen other people talk about, it rears its ugly head at least once.

Because of that, most love interests weren’t given enough personality to actually form a meaningful relationship with the MC that the audience - especially female and queer audiences - can connect to. More often than not, it’s “I like her cuz she’s pretty” or “I like her cuz she likes me” and it’s irritating. And since these relationships are so shallow, authors are forced to create an interesting bond between the MC and a different character which usually ends up being the deuteragonist who is usually another boy more often than not. And boys in media written “for boys” are almost never neglected the way a girl would be, which is a sad truth.

These relationships almost always end up feeling like they’re passed the point of friendship and because of that, a lot of women and queer people end up shipping them instead of the canon love interest. Because their relationship being romantic actually makes sense most of the time.

BakuDeku, Eremin, KilluaGon, NaruSasu, ItaFushi, SatoSugu, IsaBachi, HideKan, GenoSai, LawLight, the list can go on for fucking ever.

However, in bnha and BakuDeku’s case, especially when the “canon” relationship with the “canon” love interest wasn’t really developed at all, and we never got a hint from Deku that he liked her, I don’t think this homoeroticism wasn’t intentional. Like with a lot of new-gen, there wasn’t really blatant misogyny towards the “love interest” present to explain away the closeness between the two male leads.

All of the roles a love interest would usually have, were given to Katsuki. He was damseled for Deku to save, he was Deku’s biggest cheerleader, he risked his life to save Deku, he died in Izuku’s honor, he showed up for Izuku when no one else thought to, he showed up to his hospital room and cried over the condition he was in, and then he devoted nearly a decade of his life trying to bring Izuku’s dream back into fruition… He cares so fucking much and Izuku cares right back. And no one can convince me that it was accidentally gay, because Horikoshi literally felt the need to tell AND remind us that Katsuki doesn’t like girls. Plus, like I said before, all of that was done without neglecting Uraraka’s character arc.

But even though all of that is in text, I think shonen bros just expect it while also expecting the main girl and boy to be together… because that’s how it always used to be. It wasn’t until new-gen - starting with mha - started to purposely parody dated shonen tropes and twisting them into their own stories that shonen bros began to feel threatened by queer ships. Because they know that there’s actually a chance of them happening now, and I feel like IzuOcha not being canonized is the beginning of a new trend. And misogynistic anime fans already hate it.

Conclusion - TLDR

uh idk what to say here.

In conclusion, fandom culture kinda sucks because of unexpected reasons, Ochako’s character arc is ignored for the sake of men wanting her to be Izuku’s prize and it’s irritating as fuck, and I think previously accidental homoeroticism in old-gen shonen is becoming purposeful in new-gen shonen as new-gen slowly becomes more progressive and less misogynistic. Oh and bkdk canon ig (I don’t think I’ve ever said that before, strangely enough…)

#also I’m not saying anyone is a bad person for shipping izuocha #but if you’re seething over the fact that they didn’t become canon then you’re no better than the other shippers you talk shit about #it’s not your story to tell #bakudeku #bnha #bkdk #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #togaocha #togachako #toga himiko #uraraka ochako #puff speaks #bnha meta #fandom critical #bnha spoilers #this is really just a rant/ramble #ignore me #long post

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13as07 · 6 months

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Elegant #1

(Shino Aburame)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to JUHiHUJi]

Requested by: Anonymous

Word Count: 3,502

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

It's a western theme wedding style cause I was lazy and didn't want to do research

Alcohol Use

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I let out another strained breath, glancing over my wedding dress in the body mirror again. What if Shino doesn't like the style? What if he's getting cold feet? What if he leaves me alone at the altar? What if -

"Wow," a voice says softly, drawing out the word. "You're so... beautiful." My sights jump up, glancing in the mirror to figure out who's behind me. Naruto's frame fills the mirror as he walks closer, settling behind me as his eyes jump over my dress. He's smiling ear to ear, with stars hanging in his eyes as he looks at me. "You're the second prettiest bride I've ever seen."

"Second?" I ask, smiling back at him.

"Ya, sorry but you can't beat out how pretty Hinata was at our wedding. She'll always hold that first place price."

I laugh at the love-struck newlywed. Hinata and Naruto got married two months ago, and I swear he still looks at her the way he did at their ceremony.

"Now, I know Sakura will drag me out by my ear if she catches me in here, the whole bad energy from seeing you - "

"That's only for the groom, Naruto. Groom's men aren't included in that," I correct, shifting around so we can face each other. My squadmate looks pretty nice when he gets dressed up, even if his hair is still messy and pointed every which way.

Naruto's cheeks dusty a slight pink as he rubs the back of his head. "Oh, right. Anyway, I remember the whole 'new, old, borrowed, blue' thing from my wedding. I don't know if you're doing that like Hinata did but I did bring you something blue just in case."

"I wasn't planning on it but I appreciate the thought, Naruto," I tell him, leaning forward to wrap my arms around him.

He wraps his arms around me too, being careful not to mess up my perfectly constructed look for my special day. "Anyway, you want to see my gift?"

"Yes, I do."

"Just so you know, this is fully from me. I did it - well Hinata stitched it - but it was fully my idea, all of it," Naruto rambles, digging through his pockets in search of my gift.

He tugs out a square cloth, the main color being a rich blue with the edges being his signature obnoxious orange color. Naruto holds it in front of me, letting the cloth tumble undone to its full size. It's no bigger than a napkin. In careful stitches is the quote 'Trust is knowing that when a squad mate pushes you, they're doing it because they care'.

"Naruto," I mumble, reaching forward to hold the ends of the cloth.

"Pretty nifty, huh? Hinata had a section of Neji's robe turned into a handkerchief, so I asked her to do the same with my old jacket. I figured you could pin it under your dress. If not that's cool too. Oh! And don't worry, Hinata cleaned the material like a bazillion times."

"Naruto," I call again, tears in my eyes as I lunge forward, wrapping my arms around his neck again. "You dumb gushy fox," I say with a smile and tears of appreciation.

"Do you not like it? Oh! Please don't cry, you're going to ruin your makeup," he rushes out, carefully slipping at the water that threatens to ruin the makeup I spent an hour on.

"I love it, Naruto," I tell him, smiling at him to send the point home. "You big goof. Would you pin it to my dress?" I ask, shifting my skirt around to figure out where I want it pinned.

"Of course! Let me go find a pin."

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"Just some final touches," Sakura mumbles, running the makeup brush over my cheeks again. "Oh, and a few puffs of perfume," she says, jumping to her feet and rummaging around the table covered in different products.

"I can't wear perfume, you know that. It messes with Shino's kikaichus."

"So, you know how Shino has been queasy off and on the last couple of months?" She mumbles, now digging through her bag.

"Sakura," I utter, my tone warning because of the way our conversation is heading.

"Well, it's because Hinata and I have been testing different perfumes," She finishes, standing up with a small box in her hands.

"Sakura!"

"Oh calm down, it was only a handful of times and only a squirt or two every time. No Shinos and no kikaichus were harmed. Besides, it’s your wedding day. You should be wearing a new perfume to celebrate. It just so happens to be the only perfume that doesn't annoy or make your husband's parasites sick. Now come here and let me spray you down."

I roll my eyes at her but do get up from my spot. I twirl in a slow circle, letting Sakura coat me in the flower-scented perfume. "See? So much better, plus you can wear perfume more often since it doesn't mess with Shino."

"I guess so," I mutter, shaking my head at her. I swear Sakura never uses her brain outside of missions.

"Alright, I'll leave your fancy new scent here on the table," She says, making a show of putting it back in the box and leaving the box on the table. "We need to get going for your first look and such." Shino isn't much of an emotional man and is rarely emotional around other people, so we decided a private first look would be best.

She leads the way, my veil in her hold, held above her head so it doesn't drag on the ground as we head outside. "Wait here," she mutters after the short walk, stopping long enough to situate the clips of my veil into my hair.

Sakura slips away, leaving me to admire the cherry blossoms as she goes looking for my husband. I do just that, walking along the small path and toying with the heavy branches being weighed down by the weight of their blooms.

Enjoying the scenery helps with some of the anxiety surrounding today. I'm more than thrilled to spend the rest of my life with Shino, but it's still nerve-racking to think about all the things that could go wrong today, let alone the future.

"You don't always have to be such a lug!" Sakura's voice rings out after a few minutes, tugging my focus in the direction we came from earlier.

My best friend is dragging my very soon-to-be husband down the short path, a blindfold wrapped around his eyes to ensure he's not cheating. Shino looks nice, dressed fancy for once and his hair slicked back instead of loose and bushy like usual. "I do not see the point in doing this. I will see her when she walks down the aisle," he grumbles, slowly trudging after Sakura as she pulls him my way.

"I don't want you loosening your macho-ness because you burst into tears in front of everyone," I tease, causing his head to snap in the direction of my voice.

A group of his kikaichus slips out, eagerly flapping their way toward me. Some stay buzzing around me, with a few others clinging to different parts of my clothing. This has been a common thing during our relationship, Shino's bugs ditching him to investigate me or chew at a bit of my chakra. I freaked out the first time it happened but he insists they mean no harm and it helps him feel close to me. Since then, it's come to be something that calms me down, which I need with how loud my heartbeat seems to be.

"I would not and will not cry," he mumbles, stopping in the spot Sakura leaves him in.

"Lug," she murmurs before turning toward me. "I'm going to go make sure everything is settled. Once you two are done, send Shino in and come wait in the corridor, alright?"

"Alright, I'll see you in a few minutes."

With that, Sakura turns on her heels to head towards the waiting guests, leaving the two of us alone for the first time today. "You don't think you're going to cry when you see me?" I ask, reaching forward to toy with his sunglasses that Sakura slithered the blindfold under.

"No, I do not," he whispers, his hands sliding up to wrap around my arms, causing more of his kikaichus to spill out, coating both of our arms now.

I slowly slide my touch backward, taking my time to rest his glasses on his head before I tug at the knot keeping the cloth in place around his eyes. Once the cloth is loose, I take a step back, letting the material dangle from my fingertips.

Shino's eyes are squinted because of the setting sun. I knew they would be, but I want to see his whole reaction especially since this is something that won't happen again. His sight crawls around my body, falling down my dress like a waterfall before climbing back up my frame like a mountain. "Perhaps," he starts, voice cracking as he repeatedly blinks. "Perhaps, I was wrong."

Once the words are out, he breaks, tears rolling down his cheeks, chasing away the kikaichus that have been clinging to his face. Shino moves forward, enveloping me in his arms so he can hold me. "You look elegant, my Ladybug," he whispers into my hair, his little friends following their leader and knotting themselves in my locks.

When Shino pulls back, his focus shifts from me to helping his beetles untangle their legs, being careful not to mess up my hair and not to hurt his bugs. He spends the whole time trying to blink away the fresh tears forming in his eyes; he fails, forming water lines down his cheeks.

"Oh, Shino," I coo when he pulls the rest of the way apart from me. I cup his face, using my thumbs to brush away his tears. "You look very elegant too."

"Not as elegant as you, my dear," he mutters, leaning down to brush a kiss against my lips.

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I shift my dress again, making sure it's laid perfectly as I wait for Kakashi to join me. There's about ten minutes until I'm expected to walk down the aisle with my Sensei giving me away to my husband, to my Shino. My nerves have evened out since our time together under the cherry blossoms, leaving me filled with nothing but joy.

"There's my gorgeous daughter-in-law," Shibi's soft voice calls from behind me.

I turn a bit, making sure not to mess up my carefully laid-out dress and my thin veil settled on top of it. I decided on a royal-length veil, more so because that's what Shino wanted than me, but it is his wedding as well. If he wants me to wear a long veil that trails behind me, I don't mind.

"You look lovely," Shibi compliments again, making his way forward. He stops in front of me, careful hands cupping my cheeks. He tilts my head down, brushing a gentle kiss to my hairline. "You are beautiful. The most beautiful bride my son could ask for."

"Thank you," I mutter, tilting my head back up so I can look at my father-in-law. A soft smile is on his face as he looks down at me. This is one of the few times I've seen Shibi truly content, which only solidifies my decision to marry his son. Shibi is the smartest man I know, and if he agrees with my decision it must be the right one.

"I have a gift for you, a temporary one," he mutters, pulling away from me. "Since Shino and you decided to have a night wedding, I figured a little extra glow would be nice," Shibi tells me, throwing up a few hand signals.

Soft flapping fills the space, a small squirm of bugs following the command they were given. "What are you doing?" I ask, tilting my head backward, watching the bugs settle in a neat line along the hem of my veil.

"Watch," he orders, shifting his hand placement to send out another command.

The bugs shift their wings, a soft glow coming from them, decorating my veil with the soft yellow coloring. "Shibi!" I call in joy, lunging forward to catch him in a hug. "It's beautiful! Thank you."

"You're welcome," he utters, unclinging my arms from around him. Shibi isn't much of a touchy person, a trait his son inherited too. "After the ceremony, I'll need them back, of course."

"Of course," I echo, sending him another smile.

He nods his head, letting his hands fall back down to his sides. "I should get seated before the ceremony begins. I look forward to seeing you walk down the aisle," Shibi mutters, nodding his head once more before he slips around the corner, heading into the crowd that's eagerly waiting for me to enter.

I adjust my dress again, carefully toying with my veil so I don't hurt or knock off any of the lightening bugs clinging to it. I have a few moments of silence, giving my anxiety the chance to crawl into my rib cage again. After today, Shino and me will be bound together forever, until the end of our time.

"There you are," my Sensei calls, pulling me out of my head. "I didn't know you were done getting ready yet." He mutters, adjusting the pin-comb that's holding my veil in place. "You look like an angel."

"You don't look too bad yourself," I tease, glancing over Kakashi's put-together look. It's weird seeing my Sensei out of his usual outfit.

He rolls his eyes, letting out a disapproving hum. Despite the small banter, Kakashi still leans forward, resting the side of his head against mine with his arms loosely wrapped around me. "The lightning bugs are a nice touch," he whispers, squeezing me before he tugs himself away.

"They're a temporary gift from Shibi."

"Well, I have a permanent gift for you. Just don't tell the others, they might get jealous."

"Ya?" I ask, watching Sensei dig through his pockets, the familiar sound of our training bells filling the air when he tugs them out of his pocket.

Kakashi hums again, giving me a rare masked and closed-eyed smile. "Naruto gave you his gift already, yes?" He asks, clinking the bells so they'll ring again.

"Yes, he did," I answer, lifting a layer of my dress to show off the handkerchief Naruto pinned to my dress.

He nods again, bending down so he can kneel on the ground. Kakashi works carefully, unlike my clumsy squad mate. Sensei moves slowly, unpinning the handkerchief and laying it on his knee so he can wrap his bells around the pin before pinning both items under my dress again. "There, now you'll have all three of us attached to you during the night."

"When did you get all gushy?" I tease, shaking my leg a bit. You can't hear the bells around the fabric but I can feel their imprint against me.

"When Naruto got married, and again now. I'm sure it'll happen again when Sakura and Sasuke get married too," Kakashi answers, straightening up before taking his spot next to me. "Are you ready to do this?" He asks, prompting his arm out toward me.

"As ready as ever," I answer, clinging to the bend of his elbow.

"That's my girl," he mutters, poking his head around the corner to send Sakura the signal that we're ready.

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Shino's hands cling to me for dear life, his social anxiety at an all-time high as he spins us in slow, small circles. His left-hand grips mine, his ring digging into my fingers, threatening to leave an imprint. His right-hand rests on my waist, clinging to the material of my dress. "I despise dancing," he mutters, focus flickering around the millions of eyes watching us have our first dance.

"I know."

"Everyone is watching us."

"I know."

"You are my wife now."

"You are my husband now," I echo, shifting forward, I loop my arms around his neck, laying his head on my shoulder. Shino gratefully takes the change, his arms tight around my waist and his nose buried into my neck.

We sway, still moving in slow circles around the dance floor. "I will not be dancing again tonight," he whispers into my neck, the feeling of his kikaichus exploring the new position, little legs tugging at the material of my dress.

"I know, I appreciate you doing this though."

"Of course, Ladybug."

Shino reluctantly pulls away from me as the song comes to an end, fresh tears raining on his face. "What's wrong?" I ask, hands jumping up to wipe away his tears before anyone else notices.

"Nothing, my dear," he answers, fingers wrapping around mine to pull them away from his face. "You... are perfect," he mutters, glancing around before quickly pressing a kiss to my fingertips. "Can we go sit now?"

"Yes we can," I murmur, smiling from ear to ear as my husband tugs me off the dance floor.

Cheers from the guests fill the room, a few of them jumping up from their spots to take up the dance floor as the next song starts. Kiba and Naruto are beaming from the head table, as are my bridesmaids; Sakura and Hinata. "Our baby is all grown up!" Kiba cheers, Hinata giggling and nodding in agreement.

"Be quiet," Shino mumbles, helping me into my chair before he sits down alongside me. Once we're situated, his hand messes with my dress, ruffling my layers in search of a small amount of skin on skin. "What's that?" He asks as his fingertips slide over the pinned presents from my squad mates, head tilting down to glance at the items.

"Bells from my Sensei and a handkerchief from Naruto," I answer, helping him move my dress out of the way.

He hums softly, fingertips digging into my knee as he clings to it. His thumb slides over my knee on repeat, a kikaichu or two crawling over his fingers, occasionally dipping down and crossing my knee. "You are perfect," he repeats, sending me a rare smile before turning to hell at Kiba again.

I smile to myself, soaking in the repeated compliment. "Well, Mrs. Aburame," Sakura teases, a huge smile on her face as well. "What does it feel like being officially married now?"

"Wonderful."

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Sakura and I belt out jumbled lyrics of the song playing, the liquor in our system commanding our dancing with both of our wet blankets of partners watching. Sasuke and Shino are sat near each other, both men's full attention on us as we dance. "What do you think they're thinking right now?" She asks, her arms dangling over my shoulders as we move in beat with each other.

"Well, knowing Sasuke he's probably talking himself out of killing me and Shino might have one or two more songs in him before he gets clingy again."

Sakura lets out a loud cackle, the alcohol chipping away the bubbly cute persona she tries to maintain. Her laughter only increased when Shino starts heading our way. "You're wrong about Sasuke but it seems you were right about Shino."

"Right about what?" My husband asks, impatience in his voice as he stands next to us, both of us still swaying to the music.

"About you wanting my attention," I answer, pulling away from my friend to wrap Shino up in my arms.

"That is not what I want," he mutters, staying still as I squeeze him in my hold. "I wish for us to go home. I would like some alone time with my wife," Shino airs out the last word like he can't comprehend being able to use it.

"What kind of alone time?" I ask, sliding my hands up to toy with the ends of his hair, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

"Just... alone time," he whispers, a hint of pink dust on his cheeks. "Should I have it announced that the ceremony is over?"

"Have them announce the party is over in thirty minutes," I mutter back, letting my arms fall to his shoulders, leaning myself against my husband. I tip my head up, lips brushing against his ear as I speak. "If you can't wait thirty minutes I'd be more than happy to give you a little... support." I let a hum out, flickering my eyes down.

Shino's face is full red now, mouth gapping a bit. "That is not... we cannot... Ladybug," he stutters, as flustered with my straightforwardness as ever. "I am... that is something I have been excited about today, but that... that is an at-home activity."

"I know, I'm just teasing."

He lets out a sigh of relief, gently pulling me off of him. "Your mind is lacking the elegance the rest of you possess."

"I know."

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#naruto shippuden #naruto shippuden oneshot #naruto shippuden x reader #shino oneshot #shino x reader #shino aburame oneshot #shino aburame x reader #shino aburame

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twomiddlefingersforthehaters · 8 months

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When Gaara approaches to attack Sasuke, Sakura stood up to Gaara to protect Sasuke. And she ended up pinned to the tree. But why didn't Naruto rush in to save her?

A similar thing happened in FOD,

When Orochimaru was about to attack Sasuke, Naruto's body moved on its own to save him.

Naruto felt angry and disappointed, and because Sasuke was acting like a coward he went into rage at the Forest of Death. That something even Orochimaru noticed, "when your emotions are heightened... the power of the nine-taiks overflows... "

Naruto's body did moved here on it's own to save Sasuke. But why couldn't he run to her to save her from Gaara's grasp? Why doesn't his nine-tale power overflow here like in FOD? If you say he likes her, then, why didn't he get into an extreme rage to save her? Where is his anger??

He's worrying about her but he still scared about Gaara. And he didn't know what to do.

Naruto was trying to summon Gamabunda, which required Kyuubi chakra to summon the toad. But he was unable to extract the Kyuubi chakra, so he failed to summon. But he was able to instantly take out the Kyuubi's chakra when Sasuke was in trouble.

Remember what Haku said, "When a person has something important to protect... That's when they can truly become strong"

"Don't know what I can do... But I'm gonna give it my best shot!"

As Naruto said, he gives it his best shot by only making 4 Kage Bunshins.

But when Sasuke says that Naruto was also his precious comrade and that he can save Sakura....all of a sudden he manages to make 1000+ Tajū Kage Bunshins compared to the mere 4 Kage Bunshins he made earlier to save Sakura.

"To protect someone important... Naruto becomes even stronger..!!!"

So, who is this 'someone' important to Naruto?? who is this 'someone' who always leads him to be stronger and more confident??? Yes, it's Sasuke. Because he is his driving force.

How Sasuke's words and actions affect him is nothing new. Similar thing happened in war arc,

In war arc, Obito taunts Naruto and asks him and everyone else to give up. Naruto almost break down and shredded tears when he saw Obito wipe out some of the alliance. Seeing Naruto was crying Sasuke just said 2 sentences with a tease and Naruto got fully charged. It shows how well Sasuke knows Naruto and how he can motivate him even after years of being apart.

#naruto analysis #Naruto #Sasuke #sns #narusasu #sasunaru #my stuff

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sunflowers-in-graves · 4 months

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Narusasu Smut (first time writing a one shot like this so if it sucks… sorry)

Wanted a one shot with Naruto using his shadow clones on Sasuke…

Next thing I knew, I was kissing Naruto, again, and this time it wasn’t an accident. I don’t know what got into me but he was arguing with me about him being stronger and he could do anything he wanted to me. As he was shouting at me, I was focused on his lips. Those pink soft lips that never tend to shut up. The only thing I could think of, was to kiss him. I leaned in and his eyes widened at the surprise but then he started to deepen the kiss. His arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer. I could feel him growing harder the more he kissed me. All of sudden there was someone else kissing on my neck but my lips were still attached to Naruto. I look over and see another Naruto. Oh god, this fucker summoned a clone. Two Naruto’s touching and kissing me. The ache in my stomach grew. I couldn’t help but feel myself grow harder as both Narutos had me pinned to the wall. I’ve never felt such intense feelings. Naruto started to kiss down my body where he started to unbutton my pants, leaving me vulnerable. I couldn’t help but stare at him as he smirked up at me, holding my hard on, his soft hands going up and down. While he had me in his hands, his clone had me pinned by my neck against the wall. I looked down at Naruto as he had me in his mouth. I couldn’t hold in my moan as he started sucking

“Oh god, Naruto.”

He looked up at me and I couldn’t help but lock this in my memory, those blue eyes, him smiling as he went down on me, locking his eyes with mine. Oh fuck. I could feel the heat in my lower abdomen growing intensely. My body was thrusting to the rhythm of Narutos mouth. I knew I was about to cum but he stopped before I bursted. The clone and Naruto grabbed my hands and led me to the bed. Narutos clone began kissing me and pushed me onto Naruto who was sitting on the bed. He grabbed me by the throat and gently pulled me back to kiss him.

“How much do you want me, Sasuke?” He whispered in my ear.

I could feel him growing more underneath me as I thrusted on his lap.

His clone had me in his mouth and Naruto had me by the throat as he shoved one finger inside me. Teasing for what was about to come. I mistakenly let out a moan as he put a 2nd finger in. As he widened my hole, I could feel him growing weak to each moan, wanting me more and more. As he got closer his shadow clone disappeared and Naruto shoved me down on the bed backside exposed. He had me by my arms, his strength definitely beating me at this point. He had me weak to the knees wanting more. Wanting release from the tension burning in my abdomen.

“I’m gonna take this slow so I don’t hurt you”

I felt wetness on his fingers as he went in and out of me. Next thing I knew I was being pushed onto the bed feeling Naruto inside me. His moans sent a sensation down my stomach. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. He grabbed my hair bring me up as he thrusted harder. This time he added two shadow clones, both kissing my abs, one going further down and the other coming up to kiss me.

“Fuck, Naruto” I moaned

The tingling coming at full speed, my legs getting weary, my body starting to shake with every touch and every thrust. One clone had me in his mouth, the other making out with me while Naruto had his hands around me throat. My moans getting louder.

“Hold it Sasuke, I’m almost there too.”

As Naruto thrusted harder his shadow clones disappeared and we both came, kind of making a mess on the bed. We crashed, lying down, both exposed. My legs still shaking from the aftermath. Naruto came closer and kissed my forehead.

“Told you I was stronger, obviously I can make you weak” he teased.

I rolled my eyes, “whatever, loser.”

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detectivestucks · 5 months

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A Jealous Hokage XIV

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader x Obito

Summery: The confrontation between you, Kakashi, and Obito does not go well resulting in Obito visiting you at your new job to apologize. Lady Tsunade gets involved.

Warnings: NSFW, dom kink, knee riding, squirting, slight choking, nipple play, anal play, unprotected penetration

Word Count: 7.7k

Art Credit: @akirasukuna

Part 13 New Here? Check out Part 1

A/N: Okay, so not as long but still long...but we're so close to the end!

Kakashi was starting to zone out at his desk when suddenly Obito comes bursting into his office.

“KAKASHI WE NEED TO TALK!”

Kakashi’s heart drops to his feet when he sees you suddenly in his presence caked in blood.

“Y/N, what happened?!”

You look up at Kakashi feeling flustered and embarrassed. Your brain was still reeling from the scene you left no more than three minutes prior. You begin to open your mouth to speak when Kakashi cuts you off.

“Wait, Obito, why are you-? How are either of you-”

There is no need for him to finish his question. Obito was following you just as Kakashi told him not to do and he teleported you here after you got yourself into trouble.

“Nevermind.” he says trying to collect his composure but still passing Obito a glare as to say he would deal with his insubordination later.

“She was attacked by the Stone!”

“Why would our allies attack her?! I just got a raven from the Tsuchikage-”

“One of their Black Ops didn’t trust her and he corralled three others to attack!”

“Eight others” you interject. “I’ll have you know I fought off five of them by myself. Stop treating me like I’m weak Obi!”

Yes, you were grateful to Obito for saving you but you knew exactly what he was trying to do by running to Kakashi like this.

“If you’re so strong why did I have to come and save you?!”

“Are we really going to ignore the fact that I was up against nine shinobi, one of whom was Anbu, and I held my own until help arrived?!”

“Yes! Cause help had to arrive!” Obito shouts.

“Wait, why did you have to wait for help to arrive, where is Naruto?” Kakashi suddenly chimes in.

“Exactly” Obito states, rounding on Kakashi “Where was your golden boy, Kakashi? He was nowhere to be seen while she was pinned to a tree!”

Kakashi’s face flashed a look of heartbreak. He scanned over your blood stained skin and uniform. He could only imagine how you felt pinned to that tree. Nine men had ambushed you. He never thought there would be so many people hunting you at once, nor did he think it would happen so soon. This was a mistake.

You saw the look on Kakashi’s face for what it was, your days outside the village walls were over.

“I believe Naruto was poisoned by the food they gave us.” you finally say, hoping it might help the situation. But Obito’s fury immediately undoes your efforts.

“How does he get himself fuckin poisoned, Y/N?! He’s one of the strongest shinobi in the world but he can’t tell his food’s been poisoned?!” Obito is livid and he turns towards Kakashi. “If you had just listened to me this would’ve never happened! She’s lucky I showed up when I did!”

“You need to calm down Obito!” you shout.

He’s only making the situation worse as you watch the wheels turn in Kakashi’s head. “You didn’t need to go into a full susanoo to cut down four men. Clearly you’re letting your emotions get the better of you!”

“And you need to stop being so calm about this, Princess! I told you that you were going to get yourself killed!”

“Well if that’s how you feel, then I guess you didn’t do a good enough job training me!”

“ENOUGH!” Kakashi was through listening to you bicker. “Obito, where is Naruto?”

“Probably back by the Stone.”

“When we’re done, go get him. He probably needs medical care.”

“Fine.”

“Y/N” You gulp. Your nerves are on edge. You still had so much adrenaline coursing through your body from the fight in the woods, not to mention your current confrontation.

“You’re done going on missions.”

“Kakashi no!”

“It’s too dangerous. You’ve only done three visits and look what’s happened.”

“I’m not going back to my desk!”

“You are and you will! Look at yourself! Do you really think you can walk into my office covered in blood and expect me to keep sending you out of the village?!”

“That’s not fair! Obito’s the reason I was doused in blood! It wasn’t nearly as bad as it looks!”

“NINE ninja, Y/N! Nine!”

“Kashi-”

“Lord Sixth!”’ he corrects.

You fall silent. Was he seriously asking you to call him by his title right now?! A title to which he hates being called? Hell no. You chew on the inside of your cheek, brows furrowed as you pull your courage together.

“You know what ‘Lord Sixth’? I’m done.”

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Kakashi lets out an exasperated sigh, “Y/N-”

“No my Lord, I’m done. Accept my resignation and don’t bother chasing after me. We're through.”

Kakashi lifts his head as he is stunned into silence. He’s not sure if his heart is even beating as his brain contemplates your words.

You begin to cry as you talk, “After all the shit you put me through, I’m finally happy and you think you can just take it away after two missions?!”

“Y/N you almost died” Obito tries to help

“Stay out of this Obito! You’ve done enough!”

Obito quickly shrinks away, his eyes darting over to Kakashi, still frozen like a statue. His only movements come from the tears leaking out of the corners of his glazed eyes.

“This relationship is over.” A salty stream is freely pouring down your cheeks. “I can’t live like this anymore Kashi! I’m done.”

You run from his office towards your own. Rushing to go gather your things. You slam your office door open startling Shiho who was working late.

She shouts your name in surprise as she clutches her chest. The sight of your crimson body, blood dried everywhere except for a trail of clean skin carved down your cheeks by the hot tears falling from your eyes, was frightening.

“I’ve resigned, Shiho. I’m sorry.”

“Y/N are you alright?”

You ignore her question and just gather your many textbooks in your arms. They were heavy but thanks to the adrenaline that had yet to expire, you’re able to carry them just fine.

You storm out of headquarters and speed walk to your apartment, scaring several people in the streets as you go. With each step towards home you start to feel the tiredness creep in. Adrenaline finally slipping away.

For the first time in your life, you were without a job, a plan, or a goal. All you knew, as you sniffle back your emotions, is that this chapter with Kakashi is closed.

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“Hi Ms. Sarutobi! You getting flowers for your mom again?”

You smile at little Mirai. She came into the Yamanaka flower shop at least twice a week to buy flowers for Kurenai. Her messy dark locks and chubby little cheeks were just the sweetest. She stopped by on her way home from preschool whenever she was thinking about her mom. Every time you look into her red eyes, you find yourself hoping that one day you have a kid as thoughtful as her.

“Yes Miss Yamanaka! Can I have camellias for my mommy and lilies for my daddy?”

“You going to visit daddy today too?”

“Yes miss!”

“Well tell him I say hi!” you chipper as you wrap both of the bouquets separately

“Okay Miss Yamanaka!”

“Have a good day!!” you wave as Mirai’s little body leaves your aunt’s flower shop. The bouquets standing nearly as tall as her.

You have been working at the Yamanaka flower shop for the past few weeks. Taking on temporary pay while you figure out what you’re going to do long term. How drastically different your life is today than it was a year ago. What were you thinking trying to date someone like Kakashi? For someone so smart, how could you act like such an idiot? It was hard not to fall for the stupid silver-haired genius. He was everything you could’ve ever wanted... but at what cost?

The good news is that Kakashi had respected your request to not have him chase after you. He hadn’t tried to come talk to you or see you since the night of your resignation, which you appreciated. Despite initiating the break up, you were still utterly shattered over the entire ordeal. You didn’t think you had it in you to see how poorly Kakashi was probably doing right now. You know you hurt him. He had envisioned marrying you and honestly, you thought you would. The two of you had been together for over a year.

All this craziness started a year ago.

It’s a wild thought to have. If you had just kept your hands to yourself…you’d probably have been a well respected department head instead of working at a flower shop. Or maybe if you had just chosen Obito when he first asked you on a date. How different would your life be?

You wipe off your hands and walk to the back of the flower shop to take a break.

Come to think of it, you hadn’t seen Obito since the night of your resignation either. You would’ve thought he’d be the first one to knock on your door the second you and Kakashi called it quits. Perhaps his feelings for you were just born out of competition with Kakashi. That thought adds to the crushing weight over your heart.

Was none of it real?

You’re lost in your thoughts for hours as you take care of the customers entering the shop. You paint a smile on your face while your melancholy brain churns in the background.

Eventually you walk up to the door and flip the 'open' sign to 'close.' Wiping the sweat off your brow, you take off your apron, laying it on the counter and head to the back. As you disappear, you hear the bell ring behind you.

“Shop’s closed!” you sing to the stranger

“Come on, have a heart” you hear a familiar voice rasp. “I was looking for some flowers to apologize to a beautiful woman.”

“Obito?”

Your head perks up and you rush out onto the shop floor. He stands there as handsome as ever, scarred face looking a mix of cocky and sheepish.

“Princess”

“Obito” your heart floods with warmth but then you remember what he said “So you-you’re getting flowers for your girlfriend?”

“Well she’s not my girlfriend, but someone I care about very much.”

“I see.” you say, slightly chewing on your lip as you look around at flowers you think would be appreciated by any woman waiting for an apology.

“So what’d you do that you need to apologize for?”

“I’m the reason she quit her job and broke up with her boyfriend.”

You stand up straight, your eyes flashing over to him. Obito strides up to you, standing dangerously close.

“Princess” he grabs your hand, holding it gingerly in his “I’m sorry. I freaked out when I saw you pinned against that tree and I-” he closes his eyes trying to force out the words, “I acted on emotion instead of what was best for you.”

Tears well up on your lash line before spilling out onto your cheeks. You had no idea how bad you needed to hear those words.

“Obito…thank you.”

“I should’ve come sooner but I didn’t want to come when the break up was fresh. I-I wanted to give you time to heal. I’m so sorry that I contributed to your pain.”

You lunge forward, wrapping your arms around Obito’s neck, burying your face under his jaw. He wraps his arms around your waist holding you close.

“Thank you Obito, I really needed to hear that.”

“I’m so sorry Princess. I would do anything to make you happy.”

“You’d do anything?”

“Anything” he breathes into your neck.

You lift your face so that your glassy eyes could stare into his chestnut ones. You stand there in silence, lost in each other's gaze when you see Obito’s eyes fall to your lips. Your mouth parts as you're about to speak when Obito closes his eyes and leans in for a kiss.

Your eyes flutter closed as his lips crash into your’s. They’re soft but firm, working perfectly against your own. You can sense the faint smell of a campfire mixing with his musk. The trademark of an Uchiha’s fire nature. His lips move slowly, savoring your taste, not wanting to rush anything about this moment. He inhales deeply, and in doing so, not only allows your pheromones to consume him but take control.

He starts to suck on your bottom lip, pulling a small moan from you as you open your mouth, allowing the kiss to deepen, pushing your tongue into his cavern. He grants you access with a quiet moan of his own. The sound leaving you dizzy. Your tongues dance together as sparks fly between you. It feels like time is slowing down but your pulse still quickens. One hand travels up to his unkempt mane while the other digs into the muscles of his back. He grunts and steers you into the nearby wall, slamming you up against it as he continues to explore the inside of your mouth with his pink muscle.

One of his hands travels down to your hip and rubs light circle over it, occasionally allowing his fingers to sink into the flesh of your behind as he presses his pelvis into yours. The sounds of his satisfied humming ring loudly in your ears. The noises and feelings of being desired so primally fill you with lust. He had wanted this for so many months and now you were finally giving it to him. Allowing him to taste the fruit that had been forbidden for so long. The way his body responded to yours fueled your veins with fervor.

Obito pulls your leg up to wrap around his waist as he continues to grind into you. Lips never breaking from the heated kiss you share. You can feel the bulge in his pants begin to grow. It presses harder and harder against your center and you begin to drool thinking about how it would feel between your legs. Your soft moans grow needier and Obito can’t help himself. He grabs both of your hands, stealing them from off his body and lacing his fingers with yours. He slams the back of your hands up against the wall behind you.

Your leg falls from his waist and lands outside his leg. Desperate for friction you begin to rub against his thigh. His kiss has you worked up and you feel the arousal form from the coiling in your core.

Obito smiles into the kiss.

“Geez Princess. You feelin that desperate that you're trying to get off on my knee?”

“Yes” you pant, “need…more”

Obito begins to rock his leg up and down, rutting it up between your legs as you grind your folds against him. Slick is seeping out into your underwear as you let the fabric covering your sex tug at your clit. Losing all sense of shame, you moan loudly into his mouth, grinding harshly against him.

Obito feels as if he’s died and gone to heaven. You on the other hand hadn’t been touched since before your last mission. It had been nearly two months without so much as self gratification and now that someone was paying attention to you, you were greedily chasing your high. But this wasn’t just someone; this was Obito. A man who loves you, who’s saved you, who takes care of you when you need him. You begin to fiend for him. Your arms struggle against the wall wanting to grab him, scratch and claw at his back, pull his hair, but Obito’s grip only tightens as a smug chuckle leaves his lips.

“Never thought I’d see the day where you want me more than I want you... I’m going to enjoy this.”

Your breathing labors, you’re kissing him harder, pushing your chest into him. You were straining to soak up as much of him as possible, needing to fuse his body with yours. Your mind was swimming with lust as you felt the familiar build in your center. The spring coiled tighter and the intensity of your motions grew until the coil finally snapped.

Your breathing hitched as your walls clenched around nothing. Your heart racing fast in your chest as you fall limp against his muscular body.

Obito brings your arms back to his neck as his finger moves under your jaw, lifting your chin so that you are looking up at him again.

“I hope you weren’t going to get yourself off and just leave me like this.” He says as he seductively pushes his erection into you. An involuntary moan passes your lips and your eyes slightly cross at the thought of him inside of you.

“I’ll take that as a no.” he chuckles, “You weren’t going to forget about me.”

You feel your very mushy mind further dissolve into soup as his raspy tone resonates in your ear. Fuck, he’s so hot. How did you resist him all this time? How much loyalty must you have had for Kakashi to not allow yourself to fall helplessly into Obito’s web? It didn’t matter anymore, you were free to get caught in his snare and be devoured by him.

You close your eyes and lean into his mouth, taking custody of his bottom lip between your teeth and pulled back. As it slips from your grasp you open your eyes and with a serious glare you whisper two words Obito’s only heard in his dreams, “Take me.”

Obito’s eyes flash from brown to red as his sharingan takes over and his breathing becomes heavy. He lifts you, wrapping your legs around his waist and carries you over to the flower shop counter, setting you down and tearing off your clothes.

His mouth is all over yours in a much sloppier kiss as he rids your delicate frame of the concealing fabric. You claw off his shirt, anxious to lick and nip as the muscle underneath. The more skin that’s exposed, the more your lips stray from his mouth, tracing along his jaw, his scars and the column of his neck. You were sucking and biting and marking him without shame or care of who might see his bruises. The sexiest moans come from him each time you release your mouth after leaving a new mark. The slick already dripping out of your bare cunt puddles on the countertop with each sound from his lips.

Your hands make quick work of the front of his pants, pulling them down so that his hardened member springs out, slapping him in his abdomen. You bite your lip as your eyes widen in hunger, looking down on his manhood.

White precum oozes at the tip, leaking out a physical sign of his immense desire. You smear it with your thumb before bringing it to your mouth. Looking Obito dead in the eyes as you suck it off your thumb. He swears his heart stops as he watches your lips wrap around the digit and sees your cheeks hollow.

His jaw drops and his breathing becomes ragged. Your hands return to his erection, holding him at the base as you drop a glob of spit on his tip, letting it drip down before stroking him. Your spit acts to lubricate your hand as you tug along his shaft. Obito pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, dying to close his eyes from the blissful pleasure of your small hands wrapped around his length but he can’t bring himself to look away.

As your hands graze up and down you admire the curve of his member and the large veins running its course. You imagine how his shape will feel buried inside of you. How it will brush against all those spots that bring tears to your eyes. Before you realize it, a drop of drool falls from your lips and you quickly look up to see if Obito noticed. Your eyes are met with his and the cockiest smirk stretches his lips.

“You droolin over my cock, Princess?”

A flush covers your cheeks and you mumble, “Maybe a little.”

You cast your eyes down in embarrassment when Obito’s hand fists your hair and pulls back till your gaze meets his intense carmine stare.

“What was that?” he rasps

You swallow as you stare down your nose into his hungry glare

“Yes sir. I was drooling over your cock.”

Obito licks his teeth before his seductive smile splits his face. Keeping his tight grip on your hair, he leans into your ear and hums. “Don’t worry baby, you can have this cock all to yourself.”

“Thank you sir”

Obito’s eyes close as he groans at your words. He kicks his pants off the rest of the way and slots his manhood between your lower lips, sliding in its entirety with no preparation needed. You were sopping wet, anxious to have him inside of you and it was everything he made it seem in his genjutsu.

Just the insertion alone stole your breath and formed a creamy ring around his base.

“Gods damn, Princess. So fuckin tight”

Obito’s breathing was labored by the feeling of finally, finally having your walls restrict around him. It was better than any dream he had or any genjutsu he conjured. This was the most surreal moment of his existence. He pulls your forehead up to his and rests them together.

“I love you y/n, I fuckin love you with every fiber of my being.” There it is. The words he’s been dying to tell you. The ones dancing on the tip of his tongue for months. He finally said them out loud.

“Obito I-”

But you don’t have a chance to finish because he pulls you into another heated kiss. One hand tangled in your hair, the other wrapped around your upper body, pulling you into him as he begins to stroke in and out of you. You start to moan into his mouth from the strokes. It felt so sinfully good. His tip brushes all the right places and his girth stretches you wide. You feel stuffed full and you can’t get enough of him.

“M’gonna take care of this cute pussy and give her all the attention she deserves.”

“Yes sir, thank you”

“Keep callin me sir and I won’t be able to control myself, Princess.”

Obito’s strokes become harsher causing you to flail your head back in bliss, loud moans spilling from your open mouth.

His harsh snaps increase in speed and your brows pinch together in agonizing pleasure. “I’m sorry sir!” you cry as you lose all dignity. “I just want you to keep stuffing me with your cock.”

Animalistic grunts rumble from Obito’s chest, his pace quickening. The slapping sounds of his balls beating against your wet cheeks fill the room. Your creamy arousal seeping out and coating everything between your thighs, his entire pelvis, the entirety of your rear, and a good portion of the counter. You’re consumed by desire and can’t help the deadly grip it has over your body.

Obito’s speed picks up another notch and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your body falls limp on the counter as you’re fucked stupid on his length. Each of Obito’s hands grab both of your breasts as he uses them as leverage for his thrusts. Your body bounces off of Obito’s hips with each collision but he holds you at the counter’s edge by the grip on your tits.

His face dives into your chest, licking and sucking on each nipple as if it were his to own. He’d teeth on one while his fingers rolled the other causing you to choke on your own groans. It was filthy the way you consumed each other. The long build up of sexual tension all spilling out here on the flower shop counter.

While still sucking on your nipple, he shifted one of your legs over his shoulder to deepen the angle. You gasped at how far he reached, his tip brushing all the right spots. You fear your eyes might permanently cross from the pleasure. Rhythmic moans are pushed out of you to the beat of Obito’s hips. Your hands clutching onto his midnight strands, nails digging into his scalp as his tongue unrelentingly laps at your buds.

“Obito I-I’m gonna-m’gonna…”

“Say it pretty girl. Use your words.”

“M’gonna cum!”

Almost as if granting you permission, Obito pistons into you at rapid fire not just pushing you over the edge but launching you there. He wraps one arm around the back of your neck and the other pinches one of your nipples, tugging it harshly. When you cum it sprays out like a geyser, soaking his chest and dripping down his legs. You had made a huge mess and it thrilled him.

He pulls out of you to lap at your sex. His tongue poking in and scooping out the mix of cum and spray, feasting on your labia like a man starved. It was overstimulating and you were flinching and spasming with each minute movement.

“Obiiiiiii” you scream

Your entire core tenses up, you abdominals become sore from how tight you're squeezing.

“Please!”

You’re thrashing from sensitivity but his grip around your legs only increases. He restrains you with all his strength, too lost in his own ambitions to let you slip away. He’s gone deaf to your cries. All his senses honed in on your taste. How soft your skin is against his tongue, how sweet your creamy cum is. He licks in and around your entire sex, consuming as much of your essence as he can.

When he’s finally full he flips you over like a doll and sinks in from behind. Your eyes once again crossing from how his curve hits your squishy spots. Your panting and out of breath. You’re not sure how much more of this you can take but he’s not gonna stop till he gets his fill. He’s been waiting months for this moment. His unrequited love finally reciprocated.

He starts out slow, rolling his hips gently into yours. His still soaked front soiling your backside with each kiss of his pelvis. Every time he buried himself up to the hilt a guttural groan is pressed out of your diaphragm playing like music against his ear drum.

“Obi…thank…you.”

You say it in a soft tired whisper and a switch inside him flips.

His hands perched on your hips, grip you tightly as he begins to slam into you. Each collision sending a ripple of shockwaves through the flesh of your behind.

“Spread your cheeks.”

“Yes sir.”

Obito once more groans at the moniker. He shifts his hands up to your shoulders, giving him better leverage as you bounce off his thighs. He looks down watching how he disappears inside of you and it is a vision he will ingrain into his memory forever. He feels how his core tightens as he watches the wet slick coating his member grow more and more glossy.

Your cheek laying against the cool countertop is pried away by Obito’s hand slipping around your neck. His grip tightens and you gasp at the restriction, your fingers sinking deeper into your own spread cheeks.

Obito looks down noticing your neglected back door and spits on the puckered hole. He removes his other hand from your shoulder, trailing a finger down your spine all the way to where the spit pools at your sphincter. Chills populate down your spinal column as an involuntary whine slips past your throat. His constant pounding keeping your abdomen wound tight.

He pushes his finger in as you hiss, clenching around him in response. An amused hum flushes out of him as he begins to rim you. You cry his name between gasps of pleasure and he sinks his finger in deeper. He strokes it in and out of you till he finds where your walls clamp down on him and he begins to focus on that spot.

Stroking slightly with his finger and timing it with the thrusts of his pelvis. You dissolve into a babbling mess, nothing but a heap of flesh existing in this moment for Obito to use as he pleases. He tightens his grip on your neck, cutting off your nonsensical noises as he snaps into you impossibly fast. Your nails dig into your own skin leaving behind scratch marks on your backside as you cream around him, toppling over into another orgasm.

Watching the accumulation of your cum at his base spurs Obito on and he loses all control. He pulls his finger out of your rear and sinks his clutches back in your hair. He yanks on it, lifting your chest and arching your back like his personal whore. You lose grip of your cheeks and slam your palms against the countertop, supporting your weight as Obito pounds into you with his entire being, completely lost inside your velvet walls.

You scream as another intense orgasm wreaks havoc over your body and you spray everywhere. Obito looks down at the puddle you’ve created and shouts, “Fuck!”

He closes his eyes and grunts. His thighs clench as the tightness in his core breaks. His moans are deafening as he empties himself inside of you. Erratic strokes milking himself within your spasming walls.

“Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m so sorry, Princess. I didn’t mean to bust in you like that.”

He pulls himself out quickly, shuttering at how his fast retreat brushed his sensitive tip, continuing to stroke himself so the rest of his cum empties on your backside.

“No.” you tiredly pant. “It’s okay. I’m on birth control.”

“Thank gods. I’m sorry, I got carried away.”

You stand on shaking legs to turn to him, grabbing his shoulders for stability. You breathily smile, tired eyes beaming at him. “It’s okay, really. I got carried away too.”

Just as you finish your sentence your legs give out and Obito catches you.

“Is there a bathroom or something we can clean ourselves off in?”

“Yeah, there’s one in the back.”

Obito scoops you up bridal style and carries you through your aunt’s shop to the bathroom, setting you down to help clean your sex and legs. Obito wipes off his chest, pelvis and thighs before picking you up again and carrying you to your clothes. He sits you down in a nearby chair, dressing you like a helpless fragile being. Kissing each part of your body before covering it with cloth.

Once you are decent, he goes and dresses himself, then heads back to the bathroom to get towels to clean up the mess on the shop’s counter and floor. You blush deeply as Obito remarks how much you squirted, forcing him to go retrieve additional towels.

You begin to swing your legs in the chair as you watch him. Eyes soaking up his muscular frame as he attentively mops up your mess.

When he is done, he turns to you. You notice how his eyes have turned back to their soft brown color. The intensity is gone and his loving nature returns, gushing from his very pores. He leans down and pecks your cheek.

“So where do we go from here?”

“I think for now, we go home.”

“Who’s home?”

“Mine of course.” you say with an innocent smile

Obito kisses your forehead. “Do you have any belongings you need to bring with you?”

“My pack is over there.”

He reaches over and grabs your bag, slinging it over his shoulder as he picks you up once more and uses Kamui to bring you home. He lowers you down onto your bed and plants a tender kiss on your lips before letting you go.

“I’m kinda hungry. You mind if we eat?”

“Sure Princess, what do you want?”

“We don’t have to go anywhere. I have leftovers in the fridge. Is that alright?”

“Of course.”

“You like dumplings?”

“They’re my favorite.”

You blush. “I guess that’s what they call serendipity.”

“I guess it is.”

You guide Obito over to your kitchen, holding his hand as you take out the dumplings and heat them up. Obito stands behind you the entire time, hugging you, unable to let you go. He was incredibly clingy but after these lonely weeks you welcomed it.

Once done eating you lay on the couch together, resting in Obito’s arms without the guilt of your feelings for Kakashi laying over your heart. Yes you still loved him but you weren’t built to date a celebrity. A normal relationship is what you need and Obito can give that to you. You nestle deeper into him, enjoying the bliss of something new.

Eventually you drag yourselves off the couch and get ready for bed. You phish out a new toothbrush for him to borrow and he strips down to his briefs, using them as his pajamas. You can’t help but ogle at how the gray spandex stretches over his bulge. He was definitely a shower, not a grower, and it was an arousing detail to note.

The two of you crawl into your bed, him spooning you from behind. As Obito wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, he thinks about how this was the happiest day of his existence. He knows he’ll never allow himself to forget it. Obito nudges your neck with his nose as he settles against you, the smell of your shampoo filling his nostrils and lulling him off to sleep. A deep satisfying and peaceful sleep that both of you found yourselves desperately needed.

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The morning sun filters through your curtains, splashing its rays over your faces. You squint as you look over your shoulder at Obito resting so peacefully behind you. You softly roll over in his arms, trying to get a better look at him.

Your fingerpads trailed along the scarlines of his face that tore deep into his skin yet added so much character to his square jawline. Your eyes flitted over his shaggy tuft of raven hair that never seemed to be combed down. But if you’re being honest with yourself, you preferred it that way. Your eyes then follow your hand as it grazes over his bicep. You notice the blend of white skin with his nude tone and marvel at the power of Hashiraman cells. Your fingertips begin to trace the veins that span the course of his arms, feeding oxygen to the bulky muscle built upon every bone in his body. The man was more in shape than Kakashi, which was saying something.

You folded your arms in between your chests and continued to gaze up at him. How could a man be so intimidating to everyone he meets yet to you he is nothing but warmth? You bury your face into his chest, not ready to wake up yet. You want to lay just a little longer in his arms before you begin your shift at the shop.

As you rest your head against his chest you hear him softly moan and tighten his embrace. It makes you smile knowing how happy Obito is to be sharing this moment with you. The love of an Uchiha is a powerful force. It’s hard to push away feelings so strong. To finally accept his affection felt easy and right. You just wish you could stop thinking about Kakashi. It hurt so much to even think his name. Yet everytime you open your eyes to look up at Obito, you see a reflection of Kakashi in his features.

“Mmmm…” you hear the grumbling of his groggy voice as he squeezes you during his morning stretch.

“Obi!” you squeal.

“Sorry Princess. Don’t wanna let go.” he sleepily says as he rubs his cheek against your hair.

“I don’t wanna get up either but I have to go to work in a few hours.”

“Perfect. We can cuddle for a few hours.”

You giggle at his neediness. “No, I have chores to do, Obi. I can’t lay in bed!”

“Lies. There’s no chores.”

“Obi…” you try to tickle him but he only squeezes you tighter. “Obi” you kiss his jaw. “I’d love” another kiss to his neck “to say and cuddle but” you kiss him one final time, “I have things to get done.”

“Do we have to get up?”

“Yes Obi” you giggle again.

Why is he so cute?

You squirm out of his arms and start getting dressed for the day. He lays in your bed and watches you. It’s not till you say that you need to shower that he fully gets out of bed, insisting that he needs to join you to ‘conserve water.’ After a little bit of fooling around, you finally get clean and dry off, ready to get started on your to-do list after a spot of breakfast. While finishing your food Obito suddenly changes the course of the conversation.

“Princess, when are you going to get a real job?”

You give Obito a bit of a glare for his phrasing of the question.

“Well, I haven’t quite decided what I’m doing yet. However, I’m very tempted by Lord Garra’s offer. I even visited the Sand last week to look at potential housing.”

Obito felt his heart drop to his stomach.

“You’re moving to the Sand?!”

“Well, it’s that or learn a whole new trade.”

“But you don’t need to go to the Sand to do translations! You can do that here at the Leaf!”

“I can’t Obi. You know that.”

“You can’t run away to the Sand just to avoid your ex boyfriend, Princess! Stop acting like a child!”

“I’m not acting like a child! I’m accepting a higher position with better pay! It’s a promotion and if you love me as much as I think you do, you’d be proud!”

“But…” He doesn’t want to say it but he can’t handle the idea of you running away just when he finally got you.

“You can visit me. You can teleport into the village whenever you want.”

“I’m not supposed to do that though. It could cause an international incident.”

“It hasn’t stopped you before.”

“That was different.”

“Was it?”

“Yes Princess! It was!”

“Obito, what’s the big deal?!”

“The big deal is your leaving! And over what?! Some drama with Kakashi!”

“It wasn’t just some drama Obito! You know that better than anyone else!”

Obito goes quiet before he speaks again

“Am I ever going to be enough?”

“What?” You felt disarmed by his question

“Enough for you to be happy? Enough for you to stay?”

His eyes look up at you, their full intensity boring into your stare. You don’t know what to say. Work is important to you. You don’t want to sacrifice it again. Especially not over a guy, not a second time.

“Obito…It’s not about if you’re enough. It’s about not repeating the same mistakes.”

“I…I um,” Obito is trying to hide his hurt but he feels the sudden need to be alone. “I’ll see you later, okay Princess?”

“Obito, I’m sorry!”

“We’ll talk later, okay?”

“Obito, please don’t leave.”

“Have a good day, Princess.”

He kisses the top of your head as he hugs you goodbye, ignoring your pleas to stay.

“Obito, wait!”

He closes the door and disappears, making a quick exit to avoid further hurt. You sit at your table a mess of emotions.

This morning had been so good. Why did he have to ask that stupid question?

You grab the plates off the table and go to deposit them in the sink before heading out to run your errands feeling your chest tighten as you think about Obito.

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Kakashi is back at headquarters holding an intelligence briefing with the elders, Sasuke, and your replacement. Lady Tsunade joins them after finally making it back to the village after an extended trip around the great nations, enjoying her retirement. Having nearly a year’s worth of events to catch up on, she was naturally invited.

“We believe these markings on the wall of the temple speak of a second divine tree that will be planted after a century.” The new intelligence officer states, “Based on the age, we believe that is only a few years away.”

“That’s very troublesome news. And we’re sure the translation is accurate?” Lord Hamura asks

“Admittedly we’re not. It was the best we could do with the resources we have.”

“What does Y/N think?” Lady Tsunade interjects

Kakashi scratches his temple and casts his eyes towards the floor.

“What? Did something happen?”

Sasuke clears his throat and speaks on Kakashi’s behalf. “She quit a few weeks back.”

“She what?!”

“She was unhappy about being taken off active duty after there was an incident with the Stone.”

“Why was she on active duty to begin with?! She was supposed to be Department Head!”

Tsunade’s anger towards the news of your resignation was only made worse by the confusion she felt. Lady Koharu speaks up to clarify.

“Well actually, after it was revealed that she was in a romantic partnership with Lord Sixth we had told her we could no longer accept her candidacy.”

“You WHAT?!”

Tsunade’s fuse was short and the news of everything that happened while she was away enjoying her retirement had it lit.

“It was a conflict of interest.”

“You IDIOTS! She’s the most talented linguist in the five great nations and you care about who she’s dating?!”

“As you can see, we were right to worry. She didn’t respond well to direct orders from Lord Sixth when it came to her last mission.”

“Well you see Lady Koharu, that was-” Kakashi barely had the strength to say the words out loud, “That was my fault.”

Tsunade stands to her full height, anger feuling her words, “You numbskull geezers fail to see the full picture. Who cares who she seeing? We need her! Kakashi, you better prepare to beg.”

“Lady Fifth, I-I don’t think she’ll hear what I have to say right now.”

“Fine. I guess it’s up to me to fix the mess you three created.” The look of fire in her eyes has the entire room uneasy “She’s going to be Department Head. If that’s what it takes to get her back, that’s what she’ll get. She deserves the position anyways.”

The elders shrink before Tsunade as they nod in agreement.

Feeling the matter was settled Tsunade left the meeting to go find you and rectify the situation.

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You're cutting the stems off a new batch of flowers in the back of the shop when you hear the bell ring. “Ino, can you get that?”

You overhear the sound of female voices followed by footsteps heading in your direction. “Ino, what is…it?”

Your words trail off as you realize Lady Fifth is standing before you.

“Lady Tsunade, to what do I owe the honor?” you bow your head as you address her.

“Oh drop the formalities, Y/N. We’ve worked together enough.”

“I’m sorry, but why are you here?”

“To bring you back, of course?”

“Whatever do you mean?”

“Don’t play stupid. We need you back at headquarters.”

“I’m sorry. I know you have been gone a long time so you don’t understand, but I’m quite happy with my decision to leave.”

“Y/N, we need you. We cannot investigate the Otsusuki without you.”

“I’m sure Sasuke is doing just fine.”

“Y/N, your mind is quintessential to the success of our intelligence team. Come back to headquarters.”

“Lady Tsunade...”

“Y/N, I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“I can’t…after everything that’s happened.”

“You’ll be Department Head.”

“Wha…” The word gets caught in your throat. Disbelief widened your eyes. “The elders-”

“Have spoken. As a village advisor myself, I have every right to contribute to this decision and the elders agree with me. Like I said, I’m not taking no for an answer here.”

“You’ll-you’ll give me the job, just like that?”

“You earned it. It was never going to belong to anyone else.”

“Lady Fifth, I-I don’t know what to say.”

“Say you’ll take it.”

“Y-yes, yes, of course, I’ll take it!”

“Good. I intend to stop by your new office on Monday. Make sure you’re there.”

“Yes ma’am”

With your confirmation, Lady Tsunade pressed an office key into your hand and retired from the shop.

You were left feeling a whirl of emotions. You weren’t looking forward to seeing Kakashi again, or working for him, but you did need the pay and it was your dream job. One you had spent five years working towards. The promotion that was rightfully yours now actually is! Kakashi drama aside, you hold the key to your chest and squeal in excitement.

You need to find Shiho and celebrate.

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A bit hungover after a late night out with Shiho, you drag your feet across the village carrying your box of textbooks and office decorations. You wished you were on better terms with Obito so he could just Kamui you to the building but you hadn’t seen him yet to tell him the good news.

You fear you broke him yesterday morning with all that talk of going to the Sand. You want to find him and tell him you’re not leaving. Tell him you’re going to face Kakashi and start fresh as Department Head. But alas, it is Saturday morning so he wasn’t going to be at headquarters. Who knows where he spends his time beyond headquarters, missions, and bothering you...

In your new office, you lift the picture frame of you and Shiho from the Gala out of the box. It really was a beautiful dress you wore. You don’t think you ever felt prettier than you did that night. You grab another frame out the box. This one is brand new. It was a picture of you and Shiho from last night.

Is it professional to have a picture of yourself drunk on your work desk? Absolutely not. But is it a core memory you want to look at whenever you are stressed? Yes.

As you set the frame down you hear a man walking down the hallway. You notice his footsteps and your eyes lift just in time to see a white mane come to a halt in your doorway.

“Hi.”

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baker's love - kakashi x reader

pairing: kakashi hatake x reader rating: 18+ summary: It had been almost six months since you last saw Kakashi. He had been on a mission with Team 7 which left you all alone in Konohagakure. It wasn't that big of a deal in all honesty, it felt like every day you recieved a letter from Kakashi which detailed his journey. But still you worried. tags: pwp, smut, semi-public, baker!reader, gentle love making, established relationship

It had been almost six months since you last saw Kakashi. He had been on a mission with Team 7 which left you all alone in Konoha. It wasn't that big of a deal in all honesty, it felt like every day you received a letter from Kakashi which detailed his journey. But still you were worried.

Kakashi carried great strength but at the same time, what if something happened to him? What if he never came home? What if those three kids he took under his wing never came home too? You knew the story of the Uchiha boy and the entire village knew about Naruto. Thoughts of the worst outcome often left you anxious.

You were glad however that you worked in a bakery near the village center and could take out all your anxiety on the bread. You were certain loaf production was up twenty percent by your need to keep your hands busy so you didn't worry so much.

It was spring in the village, and you were on month six without Kakashi. You were rolling out dough for the pastries, it wasn't even close to sunrise yet. You hadn't been getting much sleep either so you often found yourself in the bakery getting the day ready. Strong hands rolled out the pastry dough that you were going to fill with berries before baking, then you were going to add powdered sugar. A sweet treat for those on the go.

It was silent in the bakery as you worked the dough. And then you heard the bell ring in the front. Your eyes casted up through the window that connected the kitchen to the front of the store.

“Excuse me we're not- Kakashi?”

The silver-haired man stood there with his hands in his pocket, not too sure what to do with himself as he gazed at you with both eyes. Your eyes went wide as you put down the rolling pin and dusted your hands onto your apron.

You could tell his was smiling under his mask as he came forward and pulled you into a hug. With one hand he pulled his mask down and kissed you on the lips. There was no one around to see him without it.

“Hey.” He said softly, “What are you doing being up so early?”

”The dough won't bake itself.“

He cupped your cheek and rubbed the bags under your left eye, ”Right. And I bet you're here from opening to closing with no breaks either.“ He leaned in once more and kissed you on the forehead.

”Someone's gotta look after the bread. And I do close between eleven and one for lunch. Usually I go back upstairs and take a small rest." You explained.

He relaxed a little, “You overwork yourself.“

You leaned up and kissed him on the lips once more before you pulled the mask back up, ”We both work ourselves to the bone, Kakashi. It's our nature. Now would you like something? You must be tired.”

He rested his nose on top of your head, “I just want to feel close to you right now. It's been too long.“

You placed both hands on the front of his vest and inhaled his scent. At least he showered before he came to the store, ”How are the kids? The dogs? Was the mission a success?”

“Everything went as planned.” He responded as he tightened his arms around you, “No major injuries. Naruto got a little scuffed up because he tried being a smart ass and fell out of a tree. But nothing a few bandages wouldn't fix.”

You softly chuckled, “Sounds like Naruto.” You pulled out of the man's arms and took him by his gloved hand, “Let's go to the back then.“ Then led him to the back where you were working.

Kakashi pulled a chair close to the counter where you were rolling out the dough and watched you closely as you worked. Where he sat, his head was close to your chest.

As you worked, your ninja boyfriend's thoughts started to race. And without thinking, he leaned over and grabbed your ass. You yelped and he dug his strong grip deeper into the flesh.

”Someone missed me.“ You turned to him and smeared flour on his mask.

”Six months with only thoughts of you to keep me company. Knowing you were here all alone.“ He soon rose from his seat and got behind you. He placed his large hands on your hips, ”Six months is too long to be away from you.“ His voice was low in your ear, ”Can you blame me?“

You swallowed and felt your cheeks grow warm, ”Kakashi.“

”Yes or no? We can always go upstairs.“ He asked.

You turned in his arms and kissed him over his mask before you moved further along the metal workspace. You didn't want flour to get in unsavory places. You then got up on the counter with ease and spread your legs from him. The skirt of your dress hiked up to expose your modest panties.

He looked out the window briefly to see no sign of life outside the shop before he moved further down where you were and started to unbuckle his pants. ”I thought about you every day. It's not easy to conceal an erection when you're constantly working.“ He pulled the mask to his chin and smiled at you, ”You were in my thoughts almost all the time.“

You both worked to get your panties off and you wrapped your arms around Kakashi's neck. You gripped onto him tightly as he wrapped your legs around his waist.

”I'm honored to be in your thoughts all the time, Kakashi. I was the same way, everywhere I went I thought of you. It was driving me crazy, I constantly read your letters and wished every night for you to come home in one piece.“

”I'll always come home to you.“ He promised, ”No one has ever loved me that you have. Why would I not come home to you? You're everything to me, a ninja is only good if they have a home to come back to and you're my home.“ He pulled you in for another kiss. The kiss was sweet if not heated as he grabbed at your thighs as he rubbed his hardened cock up against your pussy.

Your dress was pulled up around your waist along with the apron you wore. You looked divine to him. Never did he think he'd ever meet a woman like you, someone to come home to after every mission. Who spoiled him with affection and love. His love for you reached to his core as he continued to make out with you. The kiss grew deeper as the want you both shared grew deeper as well.

”I love you.“

”I love you too, Kakashi.“

You held onto him for dear life as the two of you feverishly made out. The cool of the metal table did little to help with your flushed skin as the two of you continued to kiss. Soon he pulled away and with a little help, slipped his cock into your sweet pussy.

Sex with Kakashi was something else. Neither of you had too many intimate partners prior to meeting. So you both had to learn how to pleasure one another, what made the both of you tick. There was a lot of trial and error but eventually you found a comfortable rhythm that made you both feel a sense of euphoria.

”That's it.“ He groaned as he thrusted his hips up into you. You clenched around him and held on tightly as the two of you made love on the counter. There was heavy breathing between you two paired with occasional hot kisses as the two of you fucked.

Normally you didn't have sex in the bakery but after six months apart you would take him anyway you could. Your kisses became hotter, your breathing became heavier as you tried to match his pace. Your dress stuck to your back from the sweat.

You noticed him taking a small peak at your bouncing breasts and you quickly took off your apron and unbuttoned the front of the dress. You exposed your breasts to him as he soon started to kiss them in the same feverish manner as he was kissing your lips earlier.

”I love you. I love your body.“ He felt you up, feeling the parts that were still covered by clothing and the parts where you were nude. He pulled your breast out of your bra and started to lick and kiss at your skin. His cock throbbed inside of you as he continued his assault.

You held onto him tightly, pushing your chest up into his face as he continued to thrust inside of you. The feeling was euphoric as he worshiped your body. He meant what he said, he was obsessed with you. You could hear his short groans as he kept thrusting inside of you. The tight wet heat was something to keep him on his toes.

”Yes.“ You moaned as you let him continue to pleasure you. You felt his warmth engulf you as he sped up his movements. Soon he also left marks on your skin, you clenched around him and he hissed through his teeth. The feeling at times was overwhelming.

Kakashi was a lovely partner. Even when he was away, he knew how to turn you on like no one else. He was attentive and loving. He was an all encompassing feeling that you never had with anyone else. There was no one like Kakashi in the entire world.

He braced his hands on either side of your hips. He gripped onto the table and put his entire soul into fucking you. He groaned and kept his eyes on you. He looked good under the light of your bakery. His red eye gleamed like precious stones before he pulled you for another hot kiss. His cock throbbed inside of you as he continued to thrust up into you.

Your moans were muffled as he continued to feverishly kiss you. He groaned sharply into your mouth as he felt closer to his orgasm. You felt the same way and moaned into his mouth as you held onto him.

The table scratched across the floor with every moment of your bodies. You squeezed your eyes shut in a moment of euphoric bliss as the two of you moved. Pleasure swept around you, you held on for dear life as he pounded his cock into you. You broke the kiss and wiped your sweat off your exposed shoulder. You panted wildly as he gazed at you with all the love in his heart.

”I missed you.“

”I missed you more. I thought about you every day, there wasn't a second that went by when I wasn't wondering how you were doing. If you were safe. If anything happened to you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.“ Kakashi replied before he moved one hand and cupped your face as he gave into his pleasure.

”Kakashi.“

”I love you.“

With another series of hard thrusts, Kakashi held his breath and shoved every last inch inside of you as he finished off in you. His orgasm pulled him under but yet he still continued to thrust dedicated to getting his partner off. He wasn't going to leave you unsatisfied. He would promise that.

”Fuck, Kakashi.“ You moaned as you held onto the table for support you clenched your thighs around his waist as the feeling of orgasm crept up on you. Your mouth hung open in the pleasure of it all as he continued to thrust up into you.

Some of his cum leaked out onto your thighs and the back of your dress. But soon you arched your back and gripped tightly onto the table. You climaxed in a loud moan, you were both thankful no one could hear you. And when you came down, you visibly relaxed and opened your eyes at him.

Your chest was moving rapidly and Kakashi gave you a gentle kiss on the face before he unhooked your legs from his waist. He wiped your sweat with his glove and looked at you. He smiled.

”You look amazing. Now why don't we get back upstairs. You can close the store for today.“

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dragonotaku-justineverything · 22 days

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A Snake's Comforting Embrace

This is my first completely original fanfiction idea that has been in the works for like over a year now. I hope you all enjoy it!

It was just after midnight when Naruto opened the door to his home, the small apartment staying dark as he entered as he couldn’t bring himself to flip the switch near the door. Naruto sighed heavily and slipped off his sandals from pure muscle memory, then let his supply pack slide off his shoulders. It fell straight to the floor with a dull thud on the doorway mat. He raised a hand and rubbed his eye with his palm, and then his other hand joined in on rubbing his other eye as his rubbing got more aggressive. Unfortunately, it did little to reduce the tired, worn out feeling in them, or clear his mind from his troubles.

He had just returned to the Konoha after almost a month being out on a mission with Shikamaru, Ino, and Choji to act as a security detail for his friend Garaa’s trip back to his village. It was completely unnecessary in his opinion. He knew that Garaa was still insanely strong even without his tailed beast Shukaku. But, it was done as a gesture of good will between their villages. That, and Granny Tsunade thought he should tag along to enjoy catching up with his friend after so long, which he did. Shikamaru also seemed to be a bit more enthusiastic than his usual lazy-self to be on the mission as well when they met up with Temari halfway.

Overall, it should have been a really easy mission. And it was... but something happened that Naruto definitely wasn’t expecting. Nor expected it to really ever happen honestly.

Naruto groaned, dropping his hands to his sides limply as he walked deeper into his apartment. He just wanted to go to sleep to forget everything about his mission. Forget everything about it. Only problem is that sleep has been rather hard to achieve for him recently…

Naruto shuffled out of his apartment’s entryway, making his way towards his kitchen. He thought maybe some water or food would help just get him to feel normal again, even though he didn’t really want any. He made it all the way to his fridge, but as he reached for the handle he froze. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck and arms stand up. His gut was telling him that something was wrong. He instinctively tried to follow his gut’s warning and leap out of the way. Unfortunately it had warned him too late and his reaction was a second too slow. He saw a flash of movement from what looked like a pair of arms in front of his face before he was put in a rear naked choke instantly.

Naruto reached up to the arm to try and pull them away from his neck, only to make little headway with it. The assailant behind him wasn’t necessarily stronger than him, but they had the hold locked in. The arm squeezing his neck had gripped onto the bicep of their other arm and they were not letting go anytime soon. He did however get it to squeeze down on his throat less and he could breathe easier. And now that the moment of surprise had passed, he knew to fight back.

Naruto first threw his upper body forward, and as he felt his assailant being lifted up onto his back, Naruto fired his right elbow backwards at them. Their arms loosened and they rolled to the left, sliding off Naruto’s back to avoid the blow, though Naruto still felt them block his strike with probably their hand. Now free of the hold, Naruto lashed with a backhanded, closed fist out to his left, ready to go on the offensive. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t connect with anything. However, something did connect with his legs and they were swept out from under him. Naruto landed on his side and before he could register his new position, the weight of his assailant was back on top of him. This time, on his stomach. Hands reached out and pinned Naruto’s wrists to the floor in an iron strong grip.

Naruto was about to attempt to break free, but the sound of excited laughter filling his apartment made him freeze. The thing that made him freeze is that the laugh was familiar to him. VERY familiar. “ANKO?!”

“Hahaha yup! Ya got it in one gaki~, good job!”

Now with a moment to focus, Naruto’s eyes locked onto the dark shape sitting on him and pinning him down. In the dark room, he could finally make out some details. Yup, there was no definitely no mistaking it now. The purple hair in the usual spiky ponytail, the tan overcoat and orange skirt, the wicked smirk, the teasing voice. It was definitely Anko Mitarashi. Only thing that was missing was the mesh she usually wore underneath and her shin guard sandals. Instead she had on just a plan black tank top on that did a great job of hugging her upper body.

“What are you doing?!” Naruto still continued to struggle, but it was no longer with the ferocity of a fight for his life. Now it was solely out of annoyance.

“Well what does it look like? I’m pinning you, so it seems I won.”

“Won what?”

“Our little exercise just now. You did good breaking out of that first hold quickly, but still too slow on the follow up. Looks like I need to push you harder in your training. Did you get all rusty on your little sandy vacation?”

Naruto stopped his fidgeting and fell still. “No, I didn’t.”

“No? You sure? I was really looking forward to… polishing you off tonight~.” Anko’s hands released their grip on Naruto’s wrist to slide down his arms and to his chest. She started rubbing her fingertips in tiny circles on his chest while making her lower half softly grind down on his abs, scooting backwards as she did to get closer to his waist. “Really rub away all that dirt and crap you got on you in Suna~? Huh, does that sound good?”

Despite her motions, Naruto didn’t look her in the eye. He felt like he couldn’t. “Not tonight Anko.”

Anko absolutely did NOT whine at hearing Naruto mumble out those words, but she clearly wasn’t thrilled about them. “Awwww come on Naru-chan! I’ve been pent up all month since you left! It’ll help us both unwind! Do I need to beg for you?” She bent her upper half down and pressed her large chest into Naruto’s. She made sure to push down a good bit to give a nice squish to them before whispering in a sultry tone for Naruto to hear, “Cause if that’s the case, let's go to the bedroom first so I can at least make it sexier for you~.”

Naruto lightly moving his hands to hers to get them to stop their rubbing made her freeze. They were… almost frail with how gentle they gripped her own hands. “Anko please, just… not tonight. I’m not in the mood…”

Naruto’s grip on her hands wasn’t forceful. It could barely even be considered a grip honestly. But the defeated tone in his voice still made Anko stop what she was doing. It almost sounded… broken. And that was something that she never thought could ever describe the optimistic ray sunshine that was always seeing the best in people and never giving up. Something wasn’t right.

“Hey… gaki, what’s the deal?” With her frisky and sexual tone completely gone, Anko dismounted from Naruto’s waist, going from straddling him to kneeling beside him, but she didn’t take her hands away from his own. “You seem off. Did something happen on your mission?”

Naruto slowly started sitting up. Anko helped him with it as soon as she realized what he was doing. She let go with one hand and rested it on his shoulder. But Naruto didn’t speak. He just hung his head and kept looking at the floor between his legs.

“Hey… Okay, now I know something is definitely wrong. What is it?” Silence met her, so she continued. “Naruto, you’re seriously starting to worry me… What happened? Why do you seem so depressed?”

Naruto mumbled his response, hanging his head even lower as he did. In the complete stillness of the apartment however, Anko could easily make out what he said.

“I killed someone.”

Anko hadn’t been expecting something like that to make Naruto this upset, but she also hadn’t been expecting that. It didn’t make much sense to her at all. Why would something like that affect him so much? They were shinobi, killing was basically an unspoken occupational requirement…

…

…wait.

“Naruto, have you neve-” A brisk shake of his answered her question before she even finished it. Now, that actually did shock the snake mistress. To be a shinobi for as long as Naruto had been, not to mention all the things he’d been through specifically and to NOT have taken a life yet? Anko had never heard of something like this happening before. Usually, a shinobi’s first kills were gotten within a team’s first few C or B rank missions. But she pushed all of those thoughts aside for now, she had other things to focus on currently. “Naruto… please tell me what happened. I know you don’t want to, but I can’t help you much if you don’t…”

Naruto looked over to her after she said that, and Anko saw his eyes thankfully weren’t void of emotion like his voice, but they definitely held a lot of sadness. Sadness and guilt, something she had seen a lot of in her fellow leaf shinobi’s eyes through the years. The blonde exhaled loudly through his nose and moved a bit to sit back against the nearest wall, and Anko quickly joined him on his right. He brought his knees in a little more and rested his forearms on them. Then he began to speak.

“It was when we were almost to Suna. We had been taking the trip easy, so the trip was taking like an extra day or two. We were almost out of the land of fire when some bandits tried to rob us. There were a lot of them, but they weren’t really that threatening. None of them looked that dangerous, at least not for any of us…” Naruto lifted his head back up to look at the opposite wall instead of the floor. “We tried to warn them. That they should just walk away. Any one of us could have taken them all, let alone all four of us. They… didn’t listen.”

Anko took this moment to actually put her arm around Naruto’s shoulder, trying to give him comfort as he fell silent. After a moment of that silence, he continued. “They attacked, we fought, and we were immediately knocking them down and out. They had like 30, maybe 40 people or something, but they were all going down in like one or two hits. Only a few of them seemed to even know any kind of jutsu. Then… this guy tried to attack Choji from behind with a sword, so I stopped him by kicking him away and… I-I don’t know. I don’t think I hit him that hard, b-but I wasn’t really paying attention either. He flew into a tree a-and…” Naruto’s voice broke a little bit, but he just swallowed and continued. “T-there was this loud c-crack, and I-I think he tried to scream, but it was only this like wheeze. When he hit the ground, he just laid there… twitching. It was like he was trying to move, but just… couldn’t. Then h-he looked at me and I saw his eyes. They looked scared, like he didn’t know what was happening. I watched him, twitching and wheezing until blood came out of his mouth. He looked me in the eyes the whole time. Then he just stopped. He died. Maybe I could have helped him, but I couldn’t move. All I did was watch him as he kept twitching. All I did was watch him… die.”

Anko was holding Naruto tighter now. She could feel each shake of his breath rattle his chest. The shaking in his voice made it worse. The more he talked, the more it seemed like he was just folding into himself, like he was trying to make himself smaller. She kept her arm around his shoulders and reached over with her free right hand and lightly placed it on his. “What happened after the fight?”

“I-I’m not too sure. I was just frozen there, staring at him for the rest of it I guess. Gaara and Shikamaru actually had to cover my back when some of the last bandits tried to attack me. A-after that, the rest just ran off. And that was it. After things settled down, I asked Ino to look at the bandit. I don’t know, maybe there was still a way to help him. She tried, but there was no use. I'm not sure if it was from my kick or from hitting the tree, but she said his spine was broken and his ribs had been crushed into his lungs. He was gone. We just… went on our way after that. We got to Suna by the next day. While we were in Suna, I was eventually able to stay focused on other things during the day, but every night I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was a long two weeks…”

Naruto stopped, trying to see if Anko was going to join in. However, she just kept hugging him, rubbing his shoulder slowly while waiting patiently for him to continue whenever he was ready. After a few more minutes of silence and thinking about what he wanted to say, he did continue. “Then on the way back… we were passing by where we were ambushed before, and all the unconscious people we left behind were gone… but that guy’s body was still there. They didn’t bother to move him. He was still just laying there. Some animals or something probably had gotten to him since parts of him were gone or ripped up, but he was still there. A-and… t-that really messed with me.” Naruto felt the same sick feeling he had when he saw the body in his stomach return. “Why was he just left there? Is that really how his life was supposed to go? To be left dead on the side of a path in some random forest? What life did he have? What did I take away from him, or take him away from? And then we just kept going, again! Like we were too good to waste any time on the guy that I… that I… killed…”

Naruto’s shoulders started shaking all over again as he felt guilt flood his body. He felt sick. Sick with himself for what he did. Then also sick and angry for feeling like he was making this all about himself when a man was dead because of him! He was sick, angry, tired, and just so… so…!

Anko, almost being able to sense the downward spiral Naruto was taking, interjected. “Naruto, I know you feel guilty, but you can’t blame yourself for this… You probably did everything someone in your place could have done. You gave them a warning, you were trying to hold back. But killing… it’s not something that can be avoided with what we do for our village.”

Naruto snapped his head up and locked eyes with her, a glare burning through the emotionless stare on his face. “So I’m just supposed to be okay with this then?!”

Anko wasn’t fazed in the slightest by him snapping at her or the anger in his glare. “No. I didn’t say that. But you can’t break yourself down whenever this does happen. There isn’t always another option. And sometimes it’s the option you choose by accident. Would you rather have had your friend Choji die instead?

“Of course not!”

“Then what about yourself? Do you wish he killed you instead?”

“N-no!”

Anko grabbed Naruto’s shoulders and forced him to turn his upper body completely to fully face her. She let go with her right hand and moved it to grab his jaw with her thumb and two fingers. It wasn’t rough, but it definitely forced Naruto to look directly at her. “Well I guarantee you that those bandit shits thought the same thing, but about themselves. However, they probably weren’t holding back and were absolutely trying to kill you. At the very least they thought that your stuff was worth attacking you over. That’s a choice they made, and then they got to face the consequences for it. They chose the wrong target, but they had probably chosen plenty of easy ones before they got to you. And the ones that got away will probably attack even more people. Could that guy maybe have had a family waiting for him? Sure. But how many people or families had he hurt himself? He was a bandit trying to steal and attack you and you chose to defend yourselves. You didn’t start the fight, you just won it. Will some people that knew the guy hold it against you for killing him? Probably. They'll probably blame you for as long as they live. But I guarantee you that I would feel the exact same way if someone managed to take you away from me. It’s just how people are. I know you believe in forgiveness. Giving out second chances and seeing the good in everyone you meet, but the world doesn’t always agree with that, and people definitely don’t.”

Anko let go of his jaw and softly slid her hand back to cup the base of his head behind his neck. “But you didn’t want to hurt them. You are still a good person. You just made a decision to protect the people you care about over the people trying to hurt them, and there isn’t anything wrong with that. You feel guilty because of how good of a person you are. I won’t tell you to stop feeling sorry, I know you better than that. But I won’t let you think that you’re some kind of monster because of what you had to do, especially when it was an accident .”

Naruto did hear what she was saying, and her words did help him put the whole thing into perspective. He obviously knew protecting his friends mattered more to him than the guy trying to hurt them. But that didn’t mean he felt any better. How could he? Would he? Would he ever feel the way he used to before the mission?

“Okay, come on you cute, brooding mess. Up, up, up.” Naruto didn’t have any chance to argue or question what Anko meant before she pulled him straight up to his feet and practically dragged him through his apartment by his hand. In seconds, she had navigated them both through the apartment into Naruto’s bedroom. Despite the darkness, she didn’t bump them into anything, attesting to how much time she had spent at the Uzumaki residence. “Okay gaki, strip down to get comfortable and get in the bed.”

Naruto almost scowled, but kept his annoyance down to just a sharp tone. “Anko, I already told you I’m not in the mood!”

Anko didn’t seem bothered by his tone at all as she slipped off her overcoat. “And neither am I! At least not now. That’s why I said get ‘comfortable’, not naked. Get down to just some shorts and topless or in a tee with no bottoms, whatever. Just get that dirty old sweatsuit off and get in the bed.” She walked over to Naruto’s dresser and slid open a drawer. Without asking, she started rifling through Naruto’s clothes. She began digging through all of the garments in the drawer, tossing things aside and out of the dresser, until she pulled out one of his black shirts with the leaf village flame on it. She gave it a quick sniff and nodded when she decided it was clean. She blindly tossed it over her shoulder at Naruto, hitting him in the face softly.

“Anko what the hell!? Why are you going through my clothes!?”

“I’m trying to find some comfier clothes for us.”

“Wait, us?!”

“Well yeah. I’m not leaving you alone like this, I got a plan to get your mind off things. And trust me, while I know that this outfit rocks, especially on me, it isn’t exactly what I prefer to sleep in.” Anko bent over and pulled up a pair of Naruto’s shorts under her skirt before she undid its buckle and let the orange fabric slip off her waist to the floor. “And since we won’t be messing around tonight, I’m not going nude. Now should I say 'you're welcome’ or ‘you’re loss’ since you know you’re missing out~?”

Naruto just sighed and gave in, then started to slip out of his clothes and into the shirt and shorts that had been tossed to (or rather on) him. He knew arguing would just make the night last longer and he honestly did just want to sleep.

After he finished pulling down his shirt, he heard Anko groan quietly. He looked up to see Anko already changed and leaning backwards in a deep stretch. She was likely doing it purposefully as it caused her form to stretch out his shirt that she was “borrowing”. It was already a bit short on her, being that her boobs pushed it out a good amount, but her bending backwards caused it to lift up past her navel, showing a tease of her toned stomach. And she knew what she was doing from the brief smirk he saw before her head tipped back as well.

“Aaaaalright, time for some shuteye!” The woman swiftly hopped into Naruto’s bed in just two long strides, plopping down on the sheet before squirming underneath them. She sighed and sat back up, hands behind her head while she looked over to Naruto. “Come on Naruto. You need to get some sleep too.”

Naruto’s feet padded over the wooden floor much more slowly than Anko’s to crawl into the bed. He lifted one edge of the blanket up, just to be yanked into them by Anko grabbing the collar of his shirt. During a brief struggle, Naruto whispered sharply, “Anko! What was that for!?”

“You were taking too long! Now, don’t fight. Just lay down and relax right here on me.” Anko firmly guided him next to her. She guided his left arm behind her back and his right hand to her stomach looking at him expectantly as she did. Naruto easily went along with what she was doing now that he could see what she was getting at. It… it sounded really nice right now.

Naruto was about to lower the rest of his body down to the mattress, sliding the arm she put behind her up and under his pillow to be more comfortable, but then stopped when a thought crossed his mind. “I only have one pillow…”

“No you don’t. Come here.” Anko’s hands rested on Naruto’s head and laid down completely. Before Naruto could even get a word out, he found his head resting right on top of Anko’s chest. ‘Soft’, was the first thought that went through his mind, like it usually was whenever he touched her boobs.

“As comfy as always right~? No copping a feel tonight though. I don’t need you getting me all worked up again after I’ve already had to reel myself in once. And no arguing about this either. Just be quiet and get comfortable. You had… you deserve some rest Naruto.”

The tone in Anko’s voice gave Naruto the impression that he was to agree and leave it at that. And he decided he would.

…

For about ten seconds before he spoke up, “Can you at least get off my arm a bit so I don’t wake up with a dead limb?”

“Oops. Sure.”

After a little rearranging, the two were finally settled in, now in both as comfortable as they could get. Naruto’s head was still resting on Anko’s chest, which was non-negotiable, but his left arm that she had accidentally laid down on was now tucked up under the pillow that she was using. His right hand was still resting on Anko’s stomach, which had her left hand resting on top of it. And as for her other hand? Well, that was caressing Naruto’s head as it laid on her chest and was slowly playing with his hair. Anko had also started listing off all the good things about him that she could at some point, probably.

“And your pranks make me laugh like nothing else. That shit you did to Hatake a few months ago? Freaking inspired.”

Naruto chuckled as he remembered how he had pranked Kakashi-sensei. He had dyed all of his masks and for one glorious hour, Kakashi Hatake walked around the village with a bright, eye burning shade of green mask. All without a single clue about thanks to the dissolving dye he covered them up with to make them look normal before putting them back. It was made even better because he went through the shopping district to get to the hokage’s office! It wasn’t until Shizune said something about his style change that he finally noticed! It was totally worth the 100 laps he had to run around the training grounds.

“So is this you finally admitting that I’m the better prankster?”

Anko playfully pulled on a small tuff of Naruto’s hair at that.“Don’t put words in my mouth Gaki, or I’ll kick you out of this bed.”

“But this is my bed!”

“Not if I kick you out of it. Then it’s mine. But if you behave, you won’t have to worry about it will you?”

“Yes ma’am.”

Anko chuckled to herself and went back to playing with his hair in small circles with her fingers. She was really glad trying to distract him seemed to be working. She hoped it was enough to keep the nightmares away for a night. She had become so jaded to the idea of having to kill someone that it was hard for her to remember how it felt at her first kill, but she knew it wasn’t easy for Naruto. He loved and cherished every life. But this was a harsh reality that was likely inevitable for people like them. She just hoped she could help him get through it.

“Anko… love you.”

The quietest whisper roared through the silence of Naruto’s room. Anko heard it loud and clear as it also made goosebumps form on her arms and heat rise to her face that she fought down quickly. She quickly glanced down at her man, only to see him steadily breathing and not even remotely paying attention to her. After a minute of just watching him, she realized he was asleep!

‘What th- You asshole! Saying something like that for the first time in your sleep! What am I supposed to do with that infonow?!’ After a pause and deep breath to collect herself, Anko sighed. She’d let it slide only so that he could get caught up on some needed rest, but she was going to prank him to the five elemental nations and back for that heart attack he gave her WHILE ASLEEP! So, with the lightest dusting of pink on her cheeks, she whispered down to Naruto in a soft whisper, “Rest up Gaki, tomorrow I’m taking you to old man Yamanaka to get yourself looked over properly.”

…

And then she followed it up with an even quieter whisper, so quiet Anko wasn’t completely sure if she actually said anything audible or if she was just thinking it, “And I love you too gaki.”

-----FIN------

A/N: Sooooo I’ve had this idea for a fanfic for a long time, AND I FINALLY FINISHED IT! I have struggled a lot getting this written, but recently I said screw my lack of motivation, I’m going to work on this little by little! And I did it! It took weeks of doing it just a few sentences at a time and then back tracking, but one huge push last night got me to the finish line finally! I hope you all enjoyed this sweet story idea I had.

This story will also be up on my Archive of our Own and Fanfiction.net accounts as well soon under the same title in case you want to save it on there as well since it is easy to lose posts on Tumblr. Those accounts are linked here.

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natedogx15 · 10 months

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My Ideal Konoha Twelve Team Line-Ups

I got bored and decided to make a post about my ideal Konoha Twelve team line-ups that I think would do best for most to all the character, both students and teachers.

Team 7 Sensei: Kakashi Hatake Students: Sasuke, Hinata, Kiba

This one and Might Guy's teams were a bit on the difficult side because Kakashi and Sasuke have to go hand-in-hand due to Kakashi's Sharigan. But I managed. I think this team fits best because it has a similar dynamic to canon but different due to Hinata's shyness.

I think this dynamic works because two out of the three students will be learning their Clan's fighting style instead of really branching out to begin with. This gives Kakashi more opportunity to train Sasuke while the other two aren't neglected. Kakashi could help Hinata with her self-confidence since I think his easy-going yet hardened personality toward being a Shinobi could work similar to Kurenai's care for Hinata. Kakashi also has a contract with Ninja Dogs and those summons can help Kiba with his training to go with his Clan's training. Plus, Kakashi may be pressured to be a better teacher due to having two Clans hounding on him about their children's training.

In combat, the team is pretty well-rounded, two strong taijutsu users, and two well-rounded individuals that usually stick to using ninjutsu.

Team 8 Sensei: Kurenai Yuhi Students: Sakura, Neji, Choji

Again, I feel like this team has a similar dynamic to Team Seven that could work pretty well in the long run for each of the students. Kurenai is a teacher who likes to be involved in her students' lives and might be able to help them get over their respective issues mentally.

Similar to the last team, this one works well because two out of three members are going to be learning from their Clans, giving Kurenai more opportunity to help Sakura get out of her fangirl phase and become a proper kunoichi. She can also take advantage of Sakura's amazing chakra control to make her into an incredible genjutsu mistress like Kurenai herself. And when Sakura does study under Tsunade, she'll have two teammates that can help her develop her taijutsu skills to go with her super strength.

In combat, it's a pretty decent unit. The two genjutsu users can trap the enemy for the taijutsu users to close the distance and finish them off.

Team 9 Sensei: Might Guy Students: Rock Lee, Shino, Ino

This one was another team that gave me trouble because I had to make the teams while keeping in mind that Lee has to be on Guy's team. I think it came out pretty well and could work as a different type of the Ino-Shika-Cho formation.

Like the last two, this team will have two people that learn more from their Clans, giving Might Guy the chance to teach Lee while the other two aren't as neglected. He'll also be the type of person that will force Ino out of the fangirl mindset through his training methods. Shino is a character I think really works for any team due to his nature.

Like I said, in combat, this team could work similar to the Ino-Shika-Cho formation but with better tracking thanks to Shino. Guy and Lee can keep the enemy back while Shino can pin people down with his bugs so Ino can use her family Jutsu. Then Guy and Lee go for the finisher.

Team 10 Sensei: Asuma Sarutobi Students: Naruto, Shikamaru, Tenten

Funny enough, this is the first team I created. I like the team dynamic here because I think each student can learn a lot from Asuma and the atmosphere feels like it would be the friendliest of the four.

This team can really play on each other's strengths. Tenten will only benefit from being with Asuma because he can teach her Chakra Flow and possibly other techniques to enhance the danger of her weapons. Asuma had already taught Naruto before in canon and is one of the few in Konoha with a Wind Nature like him. Plus, I headcanon that Asuma is like an uncle to Naruto. Shikamaru will be learning from his family mostly but he has a good relationship with Asuma and his brains will help a lot with the team. Not to mention, if Naruto learns how to share his chakra early, it'll help his teammates' weaknesses from not having massive chakra reserves. This means Tenten can better user her weapons that require large amounts of chakra to use, like the Bashōsen, while Shikamaru will have more chakra to use his Shadow Possession jutsu constantly.

In combat, this is a pretty well-rounded team that focuses on close-range. Asuma is a strong close-range combatant with some ninjutsu options. Shikamaru is smart and can make up strategies while pinning the enemy. Naruto can also make creative plans and overwhelm the opponent with Shadow Clones to at least divert their attention for Shikamaru to trap them. Tenten would make good support with her weapons but a strong fighter close-range when she learns Chakra Flow.

#naruto #konoha 12 #team swap au #kakashi hatake #sasuke uchiha #hinata hyuga #kiba inuzuka #kurenai yuhi #haruno sakura #neji hyuga #choji akimichi #might guy #rock lee #shino aburame #ino yamanaka #asuma sarutobi #naruto uzumaki #shikamaru nara #tenten

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hellbubu · 3 months

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If you don’t like what I post, filter tags and block me. I’m not gonna argue with anyone.

At least Violet is hiding his reaction somewhat well, the rest just want to be arrested ig. pendejos

Why does Arden have some cheap-looking rinnegans?

"Mom, can I get the rinnegan"

"We have the rinnegan at home" The rinnegan at home^

Also, does Cheslock not think that the P4's reaction is weird? Are they always weird? Maybe. Then what about Arden? Is he acting like he's hypnotized not weird? Maybe it's also not weird, they live in a world with Reapers and Demons ig. Maybe all young lads act like they're hypnotized and love the smell of tea.

They're gonna kiss 😍💕

Welp, there goes his career in whatever sport he plays.

I want to hire Sebastian to perform magic tricks (like this one) at my birthday party in August

He's the magician Undertaker hired to entertain you guys. He just forgot his uniform

The Queen should give Ciel a police badge or smth so he can show people. Because if a thirteen-year-old just randomly told me he's a detective, I'd pat him on the head and mentally coo at the baby.

One, Midford is right, don't fuck with Ciel. Two, what's with that lackluster reaction? Clayton, a dude is a zombie and a baby is pointing a gun at a bitch, shut up unless you want that gun pointed at you.

Maybe I'm wrong, but you guys go to a pretty religious school and I'm pretty sure god said not to kill. The bitch could've been kicking puppies and stealing kid's ice cream and you still shouldn't kill him. Beating him up on the other hand...

They jumped him??? I thought one of them killed him and called the rest to help hide the body.

Baby, he'll go to court and the lawyers with the wig will be there then he'll go to jail. You might go to jail for helping him hide the body. How will you guys get the blood off the carpet??

Is this the same Dr from BOA? Did Undertaker rescue him?? I only remember Undertaker fleeing and panicking that Ciel had his locked chain.

Everyone's reactions to Undertaker are so over the top. The only Understandable ones are Midford's and Ciel's. I know the rest of them had never ever heard the headmaster speak. They're acting more shocked at the Headmaster saying that watching them was fun than the literal zombie.

It's bullshit that that hat hid his hair. No hair tie? No bobby pins? I put my hair in a bun and it'll last me an afternoon at best unless I make it tight enough it'll give me a headache. This is bullshit. I find it easier to believe that Charles laid an egg and that the hen came out of it.

I miss my girls. I miss Madam Red. I miss Grelle. This season has too many boys.

Why- why is he drooling while holding Ciel?

He's so touchy with Ciel. I'm surprised Sebastian hasn't pushed him off.

This episode got the Naruto treatment. So many flashbacks I thought I'd see that damned swing.

Back then you probably just needed to forge some documents to get a job. It's not like a good chunk of the population could read/write plus it's not like they're gonna email the school or call your last job.

Yet you guys are allowed to step on the grass. And be at the Swan Gazebo.

Oh, so he was a snitch? Murder is understandable

What's with the Red House and shitty prefect's drudges? Like, this has to be more than just a coincidence at this point. It's probably the environment that breeds these fuckers

#mj's dumbassercy #black butler #kuroshitsuji #o!ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #edgar redmond #sebaciel #bubu watches: bb public school arc #ciel phantomhive #p4 #vincent phantomhive #Joanne Harcourt #edward midford #cheslock #Lawrence Bluewer #Gregory Violet #ciel phamtonhive #undertaker #derrick arden

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gvenevera · 8 months

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If any BKDK (or any casual MHA fans) here enjoys watching anime reaction videos like me - I’m spreading the news that Youtuber @ Nicholas Light TV is starting My Hero Academia!

I’ve been a fan of his channel from his Attack on Titan reactions. I’ve seen people say he’s too hyperactive, but imo he’s actually a guy who’s super excited about everything and it doesn’t feel fake.

But the best part is his media critical thinking skills is top notch. The guy was a Gabi fan and enjoyed the (anime) AOT ending, he also recently started Naruto and loved it too, so that’s a guaranteed winner in my book!

Just look at his reaction to the first Deku vs Kacchan fight: he’s already got the romance pinned down from the bullying lol.

Like yeah he’s being 90% sarcastic but he actually gets it, unlike antis these days who would immediately scream “Abusive Proship!”

He says: Deku has a lot of love and admiration for Bakugou from his childhood, but he doesn’t accept that love!

He sees All Might’s interaction with BKDK and feels like he could be a father figure for Bakugou, just as much as for Deku!

(He also thinks Bakugou has parental issues or is fatherless lol, that’s the only thing he got wrong. He roasted Bakugou a lot in the early episodes, as expected, but even he says that he’s sure Bakugou will become one of his favorites in time.)

One Disclaimer! I am NOT claiming he is a BKDK shipper, in fact I hight doubt it since he’s a straightforward male anime fan. But it’s nice to hear some fresh, positive perspective instead of all the hate towards us. Look at the comments in the first episode and you’ll see commenters say that “MHA is good but the fandom is toxic.” Yeah, I’m so tired of hearing that shit.

Anyways, if you’re interested in an MHA rewatch, go watch Nick’s channel!

#my hero academia #MHA #bakudeku #bkdk #i can’t predict how his opinions will turn out though but I have hope in him so far!#i waited until ep 8 to share his channel haha #like to get the bkdk and AM relationship this early is impressive #go in without expectations and you won’t be disappointed

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y'all gettin fancy with all this y/n story stuff. personally i'd just be happy to have miguel chase me down through some seedy city alleys, corner me in an abandoned building, rough me up a little, and finally pin me down and bite the back of my neck to keep me still while he's Busy. ya know, standard stuff

But like, as much as I need to practice cranking out more fics that just kind of jump into it, I also like DETAILS. I like my drama to have some MEAT on its bones.

Is he chasing you like, the day you meet? Is it an ON SIGHT kind of attraction? Is he yandere or just a possessive boyfriend? Has he known you for some time and you've finally got him all figured out and are scared of him and trying to get away? Has he been stalking you for a while and you have no idea who he is? Are you a Spider? Are you even aware of him or is he haunting you like a ghost? How crazy is this man? Does he just want sex or does he want a wife? Or are you just a pretty thing with a nice scent and like he's basically got weird side effects of his nanomachine whatevers that make him go into heat or that's Just A Spider Thing or it's ABO, who really gives a fuck idk.

But like goddamn is the, choreography? For the chase scenes and swinging through the cities so fucking good in this film, it really is an art watching how frantic things can get when you've got people who are like agile with super strength and also crazy flexibility, invulnerability, etc all running around and like, parkouring off of buildings and swinging by cars and defying gravity like some Naruto Chakra control shit like. It really does open up some real pred/prey opportunities, whether you're a Spider or an unlucky civilian

But ughhhhh 😩❤️ the helplessness of being completely paralyzed, maybe only able to talk or make grunts while he explores your body and you're helpless to stop him. Having to watch as he peels off your clothes, exposing your bare flesh to him for the first time. Anything he wants to see, anywhere he wants to touch, anything he wants to do, nothing is stopping him, and he's probably gleefully purring to you as such, either to try and be sexy as a devoted "partner" or to intimidate and scare you into being a good little hole for him and not resist. Would he enjoy a little bit of a struggle because it unlocks a dominance in him, or would it pain him because he loves you and obviously you're just a little confused but 'hes gotta do what hes gotta do' 🥺

I dunno why but I was just hit with the inspiration of "youre coworkers or whatever and Miguel designs you a suit with like nanotechnology and bullshit like his own and obviously this means he can hack the 'removal/bathroom compartment' feature to just expose you and fuck you whenever he wants". I'm picturing he's literally got you up on a skyscraper or like a construction crane or you're in some crazy place and suddenly he's pinning you down and opening your suit to shove his fingers or tongue or whatever he pleases in between your legs and like, there's not exactly a risk of falling but you're flustered by like, the time and place and URGENCY of how bad he seems to need it, and especially if it's up on a building in the city you're squirming and whimpering to him that he has no idea if anyone can actually see you two or not, but he almost doesn't even care, too preoccupied (obsessed?) with taking you right then and there. Spiderwoman, more like HIS woman, Spiderman, more like, spied on by this man, Miguel, more like..... get me pregnant 😩❤️

#yandere stuff #sinprompts #yandere miguel o'hara #yandere spiderverse

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animanga-bonanza · 8 months

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sakura vs the sound ninja

Sakura Haruno is one of my favorite characters from the Naruto series, and like many Sakura fans, I have my criticisms of how she is written. However, I also recognize that much of the hate directed at her is based on misunderstandings/misrepresentations of the canon text.

In this post I will re-examine a moment from the Chunin Exams arc in Naruto: The Dosu squad vs Team 7 (and allies). Many claim that Sakura was outshone in this battle by Rock Lee and Team 10 and looked pathetic in comparison to the other Leaf genin. However, upon closer inspection, an interesting fact emerges: Sakura inflicted more damage upon the Dosu squad than Rock Lee and Team 10 combined. She was the first to draw blood from the enemy, and she did it by using basic Academy-level ninjutsu and a simple yet effective strategy. Narrative-wise, this was a big moment for Sakura, and the details back it up.

Before the Battle

Sakura is quick-witted, and early in the Land of Waves arc, she was more quick-witted than Naruto. This is demonstrated here: when the Demon Brothers attacked Tazuna, both Sakura and Sasuke jumped into action while Naruto froze in fear.

Another example of Sakura’s quick thinking in this arc is when, in the next chapter, Zabuza appears. He throws his sword in an arc, making it spin like a helicopter blade, and the Leaf shinobi and Tazuna must get down on the ground to avoid getting decapitated. You can clearly see that Sakura had to push Naruto down (in the background, Sasuke pushes Tazuna out of the way). Sakura literally saved Naruto’s life in this moment.

Later, during the Chunin Exams arc, Sakura’s quick thinking once again saves Naruto’s life. After Orochimaru knocks Naruto unconscious, he starts falling from a height that would have killed or at least seriously injured him. Sakura somehow pins Naruto to a nearby tree trunk by throwing a kunai with perfect precision and force.

These are small moments, but they demonstrate that Sakura has real talent as a shinobi and has protected her teammates in the past. However, like Naruto and Sasuke, she had to reach her limits to surpass them. Naruto is the first on their team to learn the meaning of courage, during the Land of Waves arc. Then, in his fight against Orochimaru in the Forest of Death, Sasuke must overcome his fear of death, which had literally paralyzed him. Finally, it was Sakura’s turn to discover her inner strength and resolve to fight even in a hopeless situation.

Another thing I’d like people to recognize is that Sakura is not the only member of Team 7 to be outmatched by the enemies they had to face. Remember, Team 7 wasn’t supposed to be on that mission in the Land of Waves arc, it was above their pay grade and their skill level. Although Naruto and Sasuke got the spotlight, they were still no real match against Haku – they only survived that battle because Haku was too compassionate to kill them (although it's likely that the Kyuubi would have saved Naruto from a lethal attack). Plus, Sasuke’s Sharingan was a great aid to him, and Naruto could only break out of the Crystal Ice Mirrors jutsu with the power of the Kyuubi. Sakura, who lacks a kekkei genkai and a tailed beast, was an ordinary genin, so it makes sense that she couldn’t do that much.

That said, I think there could have been a way for Sakura to contribute more during that arc, but that’s a topic for another time.

Furthermore, during the Forest of Death, both Sasuke and Naruto got taken out by Orochimaru, because Orochimaru is a literal Sannin. And then, there’s the Sound Ninja…

The Sound Ninja

The Dosu Squad is strong, let’s be clear about that. And they were not normal participants in the exams. They were assassins targeting Sasuke. Once again, Sakura is put in a situation that she had no reasonable way to expect or prepare for. But she still rose to the occasion, despite being completely exhausted due to a whole night of no sleep and no food or water.

First, let’s compare her to Rock Lee. Now, I love Rock Lee, and in fairness to him, it’s stated by Tenten that if he hadn’t been distracted by protecting Sakura, he could have beaten the Dosu Squad. However, it’s also a fact that despite using advanced taijutsu moves – which Dosu acknowledged were quite lethal – Lee couldn’t really injure the Sound Ninja. Instead, they were able to block or neutralize all his attacks, then knocked him out flat.

Here, Lee makes a dynamic entrance, landing a hit on all three members of the Dosu Squad, but you can see that all they got was some bruises:

Then he uses the Primary Lotus against Dosu, but thanks to Zaku, Dosu takes little to no damage:

So, despite Lee’s best efforts and the fact that he was using specialized taijutsu, the Dosu Squad emerged from that fight relatively unscathed.

Now, Lee was outnumbered. Surely a three-on-three battle would have been more even, right? Well, that didn’t work out for Team 10.

Choji couldn’t hit Zaku, who was able to just jump out of harm’s way. Shikamaru could only temporarily paralyze Dosu. And although Ino possessed Kin’s body, it was Zaku who made Kin bleed when he attacked her.

So, neither Rock Lee nor Team 10 could really injure any of the Dosu Squad. But Sakura? She stabbed Zaku. She made him bleed. And she targeted his arms because she was smart enough to realize that they were his most dangerous weapons. Again, just by using basic ninjutsu and simple tactics, Sakura inflicted more damage on Zaku than Rock Lee and Team 10 combined.

Character Growth

People often mock Sakura for cutting her hair as if it was no big deal. But the reality is that it was a big deal, hence why the manga emphasizes it so much. Sakura’s vanity was literally holding her back, as represented when Kin grabbed her hair to immobilize her. Kin even openly states that vanity is Sakura’s weakness, she cares too much about her looks and doesn’t push herself hard enough. Then, as Sakura takes a beating from Zaku, Ino remembers how Sakura used to be so insecure in her appearance and put effort into making herself prettier. Sakura allowing her face to be battered shows that she no longer cares about her looks. Literally, Zaku strikes Sakura in her forehead, which was the part of her that she was most insecure about.

Later, Ino even states that they all would have been dead if it weren’t for both Sakura and Sasuke.

Conclusion

Sakura’s actions in the Forest of Death should not be downplayed. Although her skill set was not as impressive as that of her teammates or the rest of her peers, her intelligence and resolve showed that she could stand her ground even against formidable opponents like the Dosu Squad. Indeed, I think that Sakura’s peers during this encounter are held back by their specialized skills, relying on their special abilities instead of creative tactics. This battle demonstrates that it’s not the tool that determines the outcome, but the ninja that uses it.

#naruto #naruto meta #sakura haruno #team 7 #chunin exams #pro sakura haruno

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virtualcarrot · 5 months

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[KKIR] Modern AU - Teaching Pains Pt9

Part 8

The fight is over as soon as it begins. Kakashi kicks the dropped knife so far that it ricochets, dazes Mizuki with a second slam into the locker, and flings him to the ground.

By the time the teacher thinks to struggle, he’s already pinned down with his arm twisted back and Kakashi's leg over his shoulder, socket straining and ready to pop if he so much as twitches in the wrong direction. He settles for hurling curses and threats, which he finds them all entirely indifferent to with no blade wielded as incentive.

In truth, the hardest part is resisting the urge to check on the injured. Gai ducks for a roll of packing tape from Iruka’s classroom, and they make short work of wrapping Mizuki’s arms and legs with the whole roll’s worth, slapping a couple of pieces to his mouth for good measure. Only once they're done securing him does Kakashi finally deem it safe to look away.

Iruka’s on the floor, looking faint with relief and likely also pain, if the way he’s holding himself against the wall is any indication. His hair’s a mess, his clothes rumpled. A mean looking bruise’s already purpling on the side of his face.

Naruto’s completely unharmed, for which Kakashi feels a rush of dizzying gratitude.

Gai gets his attention with a touch to his shoulder, the phone in his other hand already dialing emergency services.

“I’ve got this. You go check on them,” he assures with a jerk of his chin at the shaken duo sitting on the floor.

For good measure, he also gives a reassuring thumbs up. He then proceeds to drag Mizuki’s trussed up body across the floor to give them all privacy, perking up at a greeting on the other side of the line.

“Ah yes, hello! And a good evening to you! I’d like to report an incident…” Kakashi hears him say before tuning out the one-sided conversation and making his way over in the opposite direction.

Naruto’s eyes go wide and shiny at his approach, in a way Kakashi can’t help but ruffle his hair for.

“It’s over, you’re fine,” he says with what he hopes is a reassuring smile, crouching to their level.

Naruto returns it with a wobbly one of his own and scoots aside to make room for him.

This up close, there's an unmistakable small cut to Iruka’s upper lip. Kakashi's hand reaches out seemingly without a conscious thought. He watches it land on the unharmed side of Iruka’s face, thumb drawing gentle, barely-there swipes against the peak of a cheekbone.

Then the enormity of the events catch up to him and he bows under their weight until the hairs strayed from Iruka’s ponytail brush against his own forehead.

“What the fuck, Iruka,” he murmurs shakily in the soft place between them.

Iruka’s skin is warm and slightly clammy, his breath short against Kakashi’s wrist, his lips too dry from the exertion. His eyes flutter shut when Kakashi runs his thumb along the edge of the old scar across his nose.

“As you said, it’s over,” Iruka whispers.

He also looks tired and wobbly, in the ways of the tail end of an adrenaline rush. Kakashi allows himself a few more seconds of indulgence and pulls away.

“How are you?” he asks.

Iruka gives a one-shoulder shrug then pulls a face like he regrets the gesture. “Hurt. But not in any danger.”

At this point in the evening, Kakashi’s gone from sharing after-work drinks with a friend to watching a colleague pull a knife on people he’s grown disturbingly fond of. It’ll take more than that to reassure him.

He narrows his eyes. “Hurt where?”

“Urh. All over, I guess. My leg. My chest,” Iruka replies, moving his hand from his knee to his midsection. He hisses at the motion and clasps his sides with a grimace.

For a moment, Kakashi sees it all over again, the shape of the knife pointed at Iruka, Naruto wrestling behind him, terrified his teacher might die for him, and Iruka, bargaining for their lives.

The blade was already out when Kakashi caught the scene.

“Did he stab you?!” he asks, urgently moving Iruka's coat out of the way to check under.

He must have been too abrupt about it because Iruka winces, wrapping his fingers around Kakashi's wrist.

“No,” he says, catching and holding Kakashi’s gaze. “From the bookshelf. It fell on me.”

Little fist tightening around Iruka’s sleeve, Naruto gives a small nod of confirmation. And well, Kakashi did wonder what could have caused the headmaster’s office to fall into such disarray.

Seemingly satisfied with his slump of relief, Iruka releases him.

Kakashi may have overreacted.

He scratches his cheek. “Ah. Yeah, I saw. Quite the mess, that,” he admits, distracted by a darker stain under the folded edge of Iruka's coat. He frowns and brushes it, moving feather-light this time. “What's this, then?”

Naruto peers over with a worried frown, while Iruka proceeds to clumsily pat himself down, and then his coat. He pulls out a bundle from an inside pocket, mashed beyond recognition. From the furrow of his brows, even he seems to have trouble identifying it.

Then he huffs sheepishly.

“Ah! I think it’s the cake I put aside for Naruto. Never got to give it to him.”

Naruto promptly bursts into tears.

By the time they finally hear approaching sirens, Iruka’s sideways hug has done wonders shutting off the waterworks. Gai throws Mizuki over his shoulder and they all stagger downstairs, though Kakashi would be hard pressed to say whether Iruka or Naruto is clinging the tightest to the other.

Ibiki greets them in the front yard with his arms crossed and a foreboding stare.

“What have you done, now?”

It's unclear which of them he's actually addressing but before they can figure it out, Gai drops Mizuki at his feet like a proud hound presenting its catch and Iruka gets whisked away towards the ambulance. While two police officers go through the trouble of getting Mizuki out of the packing tape and into the patrol car, it falls to Kakashi to give Ibiki a summary of the events Iruka recounted while he hugged a sobbing Naruto to his chest and pretended his ribs didn’t hurt.

By the end of it, Ibiki looks entirely unimpressed.

“I’ll have to talk to the kid,” he says.

“Not right now, you won’t,” Iruka retorts from inside the ambulance. His scowling face peeks out while a long-suffering paramedic follows after him with her stethoscope. “His legal guardian isn’t here and also it’s late.”

Even from his heights of intimidation, Ibiki doesn’t seem inclined to argue against Iruka’s bullheaded protectiveness. He heaves a sigh.

“I want him at the station, first hour tomorrow morning,” he begrudges.

Iruka pulls a face, though it’s unclear whether that’s from Ibiki’s words or the paramedic releasing his arm so he can cover himself up. A massive bruise is already darkening his ribs. Kakashi can’t help a twinge of sympathetic pain.

“It’ll probably be in the afternoon,” Iruka says, adjusting his rucked up shirt back into place with clumsy tugs. He sounds just contrite enough to be polite, but not so much that it might hint at any leeway to change his mind. It’s a tone that Kakashi is at once painfully and hilariously acquainted with.

Ibiki doesn’t seem unfamiliar with it either, because he growls: “ fine ,” and leaves it at that.

Appearing satisfied, Iruka turns to Kakashi, seeking his eyes from afar, and drawing him in just as easily.

“Hey,” Kakashi says once he's within speaking distance, leaning against the ambulance door. His own voice comes out embarrassingly breathy but Iruka’s face softens in kind, so he figures it’s all right.

“Hey,” Iruka echoes with a faint smile. “Could you keep an eye on Naruto? Maybe even take him back--”

In the ambulance, Naruto jumps off the seat he had laid claim on, flailing distressingly close to the fancy equipment on the walls. “What, hey, no, I’m staying with you, Iruka-sensei, you can keep an eye on me!”

“Kid,” the paramedic says, steadying a hanging tube with a spark of exasperation.

“No! No, Iruka-sensei, I’m not leaving you, you can’t make me!” Naruto yelps, all but climbing over the medical kit to get to Iruka, who reaches out to grab his hand in a stern hold.

“Naruto,” he snaps, just sharp enough to break through the haze of panic. “I need to get my chest checked. There’ll be doctors, we’ll all be too busy.”

“Please, Iruka-sensei, I’ll be so good, I won’t make any trouble, I swear!” Naruto’s eyes well up in that way Kakashi knows Iruka’s tend to mirror. “I need to make sure you’re okay, it’s my fault--”

Having reached Kakashi’s side, Gai calls for his attention with a silent pat to his shoulder. He drops his car keys from an open fist, leaving them swinging from the keyring around his finger.

And well, if Gai’s offering…

“Naruto,” Kakashi says, pitching his voice loud and clear enough that Naruto looks up from Iruka’s reassuring petting of his hair. They both look equally blubbery.

Joke’s on Kakashi for finding it endearing, he supposes.

“How about we meet Iruka at the hospital, uh? Gai’ll drive us,” he proposes, and purposefully doesn’t expand on the unhinged quality of Gai’s driving.

That seems to do the trick. The paramedic gives him a look of jaded gratitude, Iruka agrees, and soon after the doors of the ambulance close.

Naruto watches it drive away with a trembling lip. Yet it’s with surprisingly dry eyes that he turns a scowl on Kakashi.

“You better keep your word,” he warns.

Even the sight of Gai’s old, beat-up Alto Works doesn't discourage him. He clambers up to the backseat and crosses his arms.

‘’So? What are you waiting for?!”

He's not looking anywhere near half as self-assured around the time Gai screeches to a halt in front of the ER. Kakashi watches him stumble out looking distinctly greener than before.

“Very spirited kid, that one,” Gai says while they watch Naruto lean against a tree to ground himself. “Very youthful.”

Recognizing it for the approval that it is, Kakashi huffs, clicking out of his car belt. “Yeah.”

“Should I come with?”

“Nah, we’ll be fine. But Gai? Thank you. I appreciate it.”

Gai rewards him with a thumbs up and a gleaming smile. “It’s nothing that my Esteemed Rival wouldn't have done for me in return.” He pauses. “Also you can take the tab next time we go out.”

Bullying his friends into paying for him is usually one of Kakashi's hobbies, but that seems a fair price to pay. He nods with a parting pat to the top of the car and pulls away, because Naruto’s recovered enough that he’s expressing his impatience anew.

“Come on, what are you doing , Iruka-sensei’s waiting for us!”

Inside, the receptionist gives them the number of a hallway, where they’re given new contradictory directives, until they’re finally sent back to a waiting room because apparently Iruka’s going through a scanner. Naruto looks so lost and wan at that knowledge that the last nurse they asked for directions puts a hand on the top of his head.

“Your…” She trails off, seeking Kakashi’s gaze. “Brother? Cousin?”

“Teacher,” Kakashi provides.

To her credit, she barely raises an eyebrow. “Your teacher isn't in any imminent danger. We just need confirmation.”

Because it’s long past dinnertime and none of them has eaten, Kakashi gets them both a sandwich from the vending machine, and then a third one for Iruka just in case. Naruto eyes the ham with distrust, claims he isn’t hungry, and ends up finishing the other half of Kakashi's after he's done with his own. The sandwiches are alright, as far as vending machine fares are concerned, but rising nerves are coiling in Kakashi's stomach the longer they wait to hear from Iruka, and also in spite of the mask the hospital smells are ruining any appetite he might have left regardless.

Naruto’s dozing off against his shoulder when the nurse comes back to get them. They find Iruka struggling to get his arms inside his coat while another nurse tries to help him.

“--late already, you could just spend the night here,” the nurse is saying.

“I appreciate the help but I can't, I have to--oh, Naruto!” Iruka says, the tired lines of his face pulling into a smile.

Apparently it's all Naruto had been waiting for, because Kakashi narrowly manages to catch him by the back of his coat before he flings himself against Iruka’s bruised ribs.

“Iruka-sensei, Iruka-sensei, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Iruka says with a chuckle, until Kakashi’s insistent look drives him to elaborate. “Two cracked ribs, a knee contusion and a very mild concussion. Nothing that some rest, ice and a few painkillers can't cure.”

The brave face he's putting on seems to reassure Naruto, but Kakashi hears it for the understatement that it is. It’s a relief, then, when Iruka answers his look of sympathy with a good-humored wince over Naruto's head. Good. He'd hate for Iruka to have unrealistic expectations of the weeks to come. Best to brace for them fully informed.

“Daikoku-sensei agreed to let you sleep at my place,” Iruka tells Naruto once he's done getting dressed. He's bundled his sweater vest in a hand, likely not having found the pain worth putting it back on. “He'll pick you tomorrow.”

Naruto, it’d seem, had already decided the sleepover was going to happen, with or without consent, because he doesn't bother looking any way about that information.

It's well past midnight when they're finally free to go. Kakashi hails them a cab that they all pile into, lets Iruka give his address, and tries not to get lost in thoughts of tragic what-ifs during the ride.

They're halfway up the stairs leading to Iruka's floor when Iruka jolts against his side, bringing them all to a halt.

Kakashi steadies him with a grip of his waist. “Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” he asks, but Iruka only shakes his head, flustered.

“You paid for the--how much did the cab cost?”

They both stare at him, Naruto from where he’s been leading the way up the stairs with Iruka’s keys, and Kakashi from his careful press against Iruka’s side.

After long seconds of disbelief, Kakashi motions Naruto to go ahead. The kid obeys without any argument. Even his seemingly boundless reserves of energy must be longing for a safe place to rest and refill.

Free from any other witness to the fact, Kakashi presses his nose against Iruka’s temple.

“Iruka,” he murmurs, mindful of the slight tension that runs against him, “you’re a moron. You’re very smart, but you’re a moron. Alright?”

About a floor and a half above them, Naruto’s receding footsteps come to a stop. There’s the jingle of a busy keychain followed by the characteristic clinking of someone testing unknown keys against a lock.

With a sigh, Iruka angles his head until his nose brushes Kakashi’s.

“Alright”, he whispers back.

Something in Kakashi’s throat goes tight, then. It remains so all the way until the final landing.

Part 10

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