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I hated how this looked as a drawing and the sketch was frustrating. I almost didnât paint it because all I could see were the flaws, but Iâm happy I finished it. The paint mostly redeemed it.
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I saw a bunch of pictures of bulldogs sleeping with their tongues out so I had to draw Bull like that.
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A New Tide / Sakura Haruno x Hoshigaki! Female Reader
(Y/N) Hoshigaki, the daughter of Kisame, arrives in Konoha as part of an exchange program during the time skip. Sheâs assigned to Sakuraâs team, but the partnership starts on rocky ground. Sakura resents (Y/N) at first, seeing her as an unwelcome replacement for the missing Sasuke, and tensions run high between them.
Word count: 5029
Warning: soft angst. Fluff.
A/n: This was requested by an anon. Enjoy it!
The breeze through Konoha was crisp, the scent of autumn leaves mixing with distant wood smoke. Sakura Haruno stood with her arms crossed, emerald eyes narrowed as she sized up the new addition to her teamâa shark-like grin plastered on the face of Hoshigaki (Y/N), Kisameâs daughter.
Sakura hated this.
Kakashi-sensei had framed it as an exchange program to foster peace between villages after the chaos of the Akatsuki, but all Sakura saw was a replacementâanother teammate coming in to fill the void left by Narutoâs training trip with Jiraiya and Sasukeâs defection. And worse, it wasnât just anyoneâit was the daughter of that man, the one allied with Itachi, Sasukeâs captor.
Sakura tugged her gloves tighter over her hands. âLetâs get one thing straight,â she muttered, low enough for only (Y/N) to hear. âI donât care what kind of arrangement Konoha made. I donât trust you. So stay out of my way, and we wonât have a problem.â
(Y/N) blinked, unfazed, then shrugged with an easy, toothy grin. âGot it, princess.â
The nickname made Sakuraâs eye twitch, but before she could respond, Kakashi waved them over.
Their first few missions together were⌠rocky, to say the least.
(Y/N) was everything Sakura wasnât used toâplayful, unpredictable, and reckless. Where Sakura preferred precision and structure, (Y/N) dove headfirst into danger with a grin, her chakra-heavy water attacks leaving destruction in their wake. She was strong, yes, but infuriatingly so, as if her entire life had been spent testing the limits of her strength just for fun.
âCould you not drench everything weâre trying to save?â Sakura snapped after one mission where (Y/N)âs water jutsu flooded an entire merchant cart they were supposed to protect.
(Y/N) gave a nonchalant shrug, slinging her massive swordâone that looked suspiciously like a smaller version of Samehadaâover her shoulder. âNo one got hurt, did they? I call that a win.â
Sakura groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. âHow can you be so careless?â
But beneath her annoyance, something else started to take rootâa grudging respect. (Y/N) might have been wild, but she was dependable in her chaotic way. During a particularly nasty ambush, Sakura had been caught off guard, and cornered by two rogue shinobi. In an instant, (Y/N) was there, her movements fluid and efficient. A burst of water surged from her palms, sweeping the enemies away as if they were nothing more than leaves in a stream.
âSee? Told you I had your back,â (Y/N) said with a wink, her sharp grin softening just a little.
And just like that, the walls Sakura had built began to crack.
Days turned to weeks, and soon Sakura found herself anticipating (Y/N)âs antics more than dreading them. There was a strange comfort in their argumentsâa rhythm to the push and pull between them. (Y/N) teased constantly, but there was never any malice in her words, only a playful warmth that made Sakuraâs heart feel lighter.
The real change came one quiet evening after training. The sky was painted in deep purples and gold as they sat side by side under a tree, the cool breeze brushing through their hair. (Y/N) leaned back, hands resting behind her head as she looked up at the darkening sky.
âDo you ever wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else?â she asked softly.
Sakura tilted her head, surprised by the question. âWhat do you mean?â
(Y/N) gave a half-smile, a rare flicker of vulnerability flashing across her face. âI mean⌠to belong somewhere. My whole life, itâs just been about following ordersâdoing whatâs expected of me. I donât know what itâs like to stay somewhere because I want to.â
Sakura felt a strange ache in her chest at those words. She understood that longing more than she cared to admitâthe feeling of being adrift, trying to find meaning in a world that kept shifting beneath her feet.
âYou belong here,â Sakura said before she could stop herself.
(Y/N) turned to look at her, her silver-blue eyes catching the fading light. âDo I?â
Sakuraâs breath caught the words tangling in her throat. There was something in (Y/N)âs gazeâsomething tender and unsure as if she was searching for permission to hope.
Without thinking, Sakura reached out, her hand brushing against (Y/N)âs. The contact was brief, but it sent a spark through both of them, a silent promise that neither of them fully understood yet.
âYes,â Sakura whispered. âYou do.â
âââââââ
After that night, everything between them shifted.
Their banter became less sharp, their glances lingering just a little longer. In the quiet moments between missions, Sakura found herself drawn closer to (Y/N), her heart aching in ways she hadnât expected. It wasnât just admiration or companionshipâit was something deeper, something that made her feel breathless and alive all at once.
(Y/N) seemed to feel it too. Her teasing softened, and when they were alone, the mask of bravado she wore slipped away, revealing a gentleness that Sakura hadnât seen before.
One rainy afternoon, as they sat huddled beneath the awning of a tea shop, (Y/N) leaned in closer, her voice low and intimate. âYou know⌠if you asked me to stay, I would.â
Sakuraâs heart stuttered in her chest. âWhat?â
(Y/N) gave her a small, almost shy smile. âI think⌠I finally found a reason to stop running.â
For a moment, Sakura couldnât breathe. The world around them faded, leaving only the sound of the rain and the steady beat of her heart.
Then, with a surge of courage she didnât know she had, Sakura closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to (Y/N)âs in a kiss that tasted like rain and promises.
When they finally pulled away, (Y/N) rested her forehead against Sakuraâs, her breath warm against her skin.
âSo, is that a yes?â she whispered.
Sakura smiled, her heart full for the first time in a long time. âYes,â she whispered back. âStay with me.â
And for the first time in her life, (Y/N) felt like she had finally come home.
After that kiss, everything between Sakura and (Y/N) seemed to shift effortlessly, as if a knot had finally come undone. The awkwardness Sakura feared never appeared; instead, their connection grew deeper, an unspoken understanding flowing between them like a river finding its course.
But, of course, the world around them didnât stop. Missions continued, routines remained, and the shinobi life offered little space for romance. Yet, even in stolen momentsâwhether it was brushing hands during training or a quiet night walk along the village wallsâSakura found solace in (Y/N)âs presence. It was a strange, unexpected comfort that made her world feel more bearable.
And it made her realize just how terrified she was of losing it.
ââââââ-
One morning, the sky above Konoha was overcast, with thick clouds promising rain. Team Kakashi had just completed a simple patrol mission, and as they regrouped at the gate, Kakashi lingered back, flipping through one of his infamous books.
âGood work today,â Kakashi said lazily, his eye crinkling in a way that hinted he knew more than he let on. â(Y/N), Iâll need to see you later at the Hokageâs office for a report.â
(Y/N)âs casual smirk faltered ever so slightly, but she gave a mock salute. âGot it, Sensei.â
Sakura watched the exchange with a growing knot in her stomach. It was rare for Tsunade to request personal reports unless there was something specific going onâsomething official.
âWhatâs that about?â Sakura asked the moment Kakashi was out of earshot.
(Y/N) scratched the back of her neck, looking uncharacteristically serious. âProbably nothing. Might just be a check-in with my village.â
Sakuraâs stomach churned. âSo⌠theyâre calling you back?â
(Y/N) shrugged, trying to play it off, but Sakura could see the uncertainty in her eyes. âCould be. It was part of the deal, right? Temporary exchange and all that.â
Sakuraâs heart dropped. She knew this moment might comeâthe agreement between their villages had always been temporary. But now that it was looming over them, the thought of (Y/N) leaving felt like a weight pressing against her chest.
âWhat if they donât give you a choice?â Sakura asked, her voice quieter than she intended.
For the first time, (Y/N) didnât have an easy answer. She hesitated, her silver-blue eyes clouded with something unreadable. âThen⌠I guess Iâll have to decide what matters most.â
Later that evening, Sakura found herself standing in front of the Hokageâs Tower, nerves twisting in her gut. She knew it wasnât her place to interfere, but the thought of (Y/N) leaving gnawed at her. She couldnât just sit back and let it happenânot without a fight.
Before she could talk herself out of it, Sakura marched up the steps and into Tsunadeâs office.
Inside, (Y/N) was already there, standing stiffly in front of Tsunadeâs desk, her usual grin nowhere to be found. The tension in the room was palpable, and when both Tsunade and (Y/N) turned to look at her, Sakura swallowed hard.
âSakura?â Tsunade raised an eyebrow, looking mildly annoyed. âIs there a reason youâre barging in on a private meeting?â
Sakura clenched her fists at her sides. âI need to say something. Please.â
Tsunade sighed but gestured for her to speak.
Sakura turned to (Y/N), her heart pounding in her chest. âI know this wasnât supposed to be permanent. I know you were only sent here for a mission. But⌠I canât let you leave without telling you how much you mean to me.â
(Y/N)âs eyes widened slightly, and for once, the usually cocky kunoichi was rendered speechless.
âIâve spent my whole life feeling like I wasnât enough,â Sakura continued, her voice cracking slightly. âI lost Sasuke, and for so long, I thought that was the only thing that mattered. But then you came into my life, and everything changed. You made me see that thereâs more to life than chasing ghosts. You made me feel⌠whole.â
Tsunadeâs expression softened ever so slightly, but Sakura barely noticedâher entire world had narrowed down to (Y/N), standing just a few feet away with an unreadable look on her face.
âStay,â Sakura whispered. âPlease.â
For a moment, everything was silent. Then, slowly, (Y/N) stepped forward, closing the distance between them. She reached out and gently cupped Sakuraâs face, her thumb brushing away a tear Sakura hadnât realized sheâd shed.
âHey,â (Y/N) murmured, her voice low and tender. âYou donât have to convince me. I already made my choice.â
Sakura blinked, breath hitching as (Y/N) leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead.
âIâm staying,â (Y/N) whispered against her skin. âNo matter what.â
By the time they left the Hokageâs office, the rain had started, a gentle drizzle that painted the streets in a soft shimmer.
They walked together in comfortable silence, the weight of the earlier conversation lifted, leaving only a quiet contentment between them. Sakuraâs heart felt lighter than it had in years, and for the first time in a long time, the future didnât seem so daunting.
As they reached the edge of the training grounds, (Y/N) suddenly grabbed Sakuraâs hand, lacing their fingers together.
âYou know,â (Y/N) said with a grin, âif Iâm going to be stuck here, youâre going to have to keep up with me, princess.â
Sakura rolled her eyes, but there was no heat behind itâonly warmth. âYouâre impossible.â
âAnd you love it.â
Sakura smiled, squeezing (Y/N)âs hand as they continued walking through the rain.
âYeah,â she said softly. âI really do.â
And for once, everything felt exactly as it should be.
âââââââ-
The days following (Y/N)âs decision to stay in Konoha felt surrealâlike a dream Sakura didnât want to wake from. The two of them slipped into a rhythm, a delicate balance between their duties as shinobi and the quiet moments they shared when no one was watching. But beneath the surface of their growing relationship, Sakura couldnât shake the nagging worry that things couldnât stay this perfect forever.
After all, shinobi werenât meant to have peaceful lives.
One evening, the two of them sat on a grassy hill overlooking Konoha, the village lights flickering like stars below. Sakura rested her head against (Y/N)âs shoulder, the warmth of her body keeping the chill of the autumn night at bay. They hadnât spoken for a whileâno words were neededâbut Sakura knew (Y/N) was lost in thought. She could feel it in the way her fingers drummed rhythmically against the hilt of her sword, like she was working through something in her mind.
âPenny for your thoughts?â Sakura asked, her voice soft.
(Y/N) huffed a quiet laugh. âI was just thinking⌠about my father.â
Sakura stiffened slightly, but she didnât pull away. She knew this was a subject (Y/N) rarely touchedâKisame Hoshigaki, the infamous Monster of the Hidden Mist, wasnât exactly an easy topic.
âIâve spent my whole life being told who Iâm supposed to be because of him,â (Y/N) continued, her voice quiet but steady. âItâs like⌠no one ever thought to ask me what I wanted. I think⌠thatâs why I always kept moving. So no one could pin me down. So I wouldnât have to face the question.â
Sakura lifted her head, her hand slipping into (Y/N)âs. âAnd what do you want now?â
(Y/N) looked down at their joined hands, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. âI want this,â she whispered. âYou. Here. Us.â
Sakuraâs heart ached in the best way possible. She knew that for someone like (Y/N), admitting that she wanted to stayâchoosing to stayâwas no small thing. It was a leap of faith, just like their relationship.
âAnd what if someone from your past comes looking for you?â Sakura asked quietly, voicing the fear that had been gnawing at her since (Y/N) decided to stay.
(Y/N) gave her a lopsided grin, her shark-like teeth glinting in the moonlight. âThen theyâll have to go through you first, right?â
Sakura snorted, but the warmth in her chest didnât fade. âDamn right.â
The next morning, Sakura found herself at the training grounds, stretching beneath the rising sun. She knew (Y/N) would meet her soon, but for now, she enjoyed the quiet moments alone.
Just as she finished tying her gloves, she felt a familiar presence approachingâa rush of cool air and the distinct scent of saltwater.
âYouâre late,â Sakura called without turning around.
(Y/N) laughed as she stepped into view, her silver-blue eyes gleaming with mischief. âYouâre just early, princess.â
Sakura rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. She had gotten used to the teasing, even found it endearing in a way she never thought possible.
They spent the morning sparring, chakra flowing through their fists and water, each movement sharp and deliberate. They danced around each other like they had done this a thousand timesâdodging, blocking, countering. But this time, it was different. It wasnât just a fightâit was a conversation without words, a way to connect.
âGetting slow, Sakura!â (Y/N) taunted, narrowly dodging a powerful punch.
Sakura smirked. âJust waiting for you to slip up.â
And when (Y/N) didâjust a brief misstepâSakura surged forward, catching her off-guard. She tackled (Y/N) to the ground, pinning her beneath her with a grin.
âGotcha,â Sakura whispered, her breath coming in short bursts.
(Y/N) stared up at her, wide-eyed and stunned for only a momentâbefore her grin returned, softer this time. âIf this is how youâre gonna fight, I think Iâll start losing more often.â
Sakura rolled her eyes, but she didnât move. There was something about this momentâthe closeness of their bodies, the way (Y/N) looked at her with such opennessâthat made her heart skip a beat.
(Y/N) lifted her hand and tucked a stray strand of Sakuraâs hair behind her ear, her fingers lingering just a moment longer than necessary. âYouâre beautiful, you know that?â
Sakura felt her cheeks flush, but she didnât pull away. âYouâre such an idiot,â she murmured, but there was no heat in her wordsâonly affection.
(Y/N) leaned up slightly, her gaze flickering to Sakuraâs lips. âYeah, but Iâm your idiot.â
And before Sakura could respond, (Y/N) closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a kiss that was slow and deliberateâlike she was savoring every second of it.
Sakura melted into the kiss, her hands gripping the front of (Y/N)âs shirt to keep herself grounded. It was everything she hadnât realized she neededâgentle but intense, playful but sincere.
When they finally pulled away, Sakura rested her forehead against (Y/N)âs, both of them catching their breath.
âYouâre staying with me forever, right?â Sakura whispered, her voice barely audible.
(Y/N) smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. âForever, princess. No matter what.â
But forever wasnât something the shinobi world promised easily.
âââââââ
A few days later, while on a routine mission to escort a merchant caravan, (Y/N) and Sakura found themselves ambushed by rogue shinobiâremnants of old alliances that shouldâve died with the Akatsuki.
The fight was brutal. (Y/N) moved like a force of nature, her water jutsu slicing through enemies with terrifying precision. But no matter how skilled they were, they were outnumbered.
Sakura fought by her side, her fists glowing with chakra, but a creeping fear lodged itself in her chestâa fear that they wouldnât make it out of this one.
At one point, (Y/N) caught Sakuraâs wrist, her silver-blue eyes serious. âIf it comes down to it, you run. Got it?â
Sakuraâs heart clenched. âIâm not leaving you.â
(Y/N) gave her a small, sad smile. âI know. But I need you to promise me anyway.â
Sakura shook her head. âWeâre both getting out of this. Together.â
And with that, they charged back into the frayâside by side, as they always had been.
No matter what.
The rogue shinobi were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless. The forest echoed with the clash of steel, the rush of water jutsu, and the sharp crack of Sakuraâs chakra-infused punches. (Y/N) fought like she belonged to the seaâfluid, unpredictable, and merciless. She carved through the enemy ranks with deadly precision, her water blades shimmering under the flickering light of fire jutsu and moonlight filtering through the treetops.
But even a storm can falter against overwhelming odds.
Sakuraâs breath came in ragged gasps, and exhaustion began to creep into her limbs. She knew (Y/N) was feeling it tooâtheir movements becoming just a fraction slower, their reactions dulled. It wasnât enough to get them killed yet, but it was a dangerous edge to teeter on.
Sakura threw a chakra-enhanced punch into the earth, causing a shockwave that sent several shinobi flying. But just as she turned to warn (Y/N) of another ambush, she saw itâthe subtle flick of a kunai coated in poison, sailing toward (Y/N)âs blind spot.
â(Y/N)!â Sakura screamed, pushing off the ground without thinking.
She threw herself into (Y/N), knocking her off balance and taking the blade to her shoulder. Pain exploded through her, but Sakura gritted her teeth and shoved (Y/N) behind cover.
âDamn it, Sakura!â (Y/N) shouted, catching her as they stumbled behind a fallen tree. âWhat the hell were you thinking?â
Sakura hissed through clenched teeth as the poison burned through her veins, black tendrils of chakra creeping outward from the wound. âI told you,â she whispered, gripping (Y/N)âs arm, âwe leave together. No matter what.â
(Y/N) stared at her, emotions flickering across her faceâpanic, anger, fear, and something deeper. âStupid⌠beautiful idiot,â (Y/N) muttered under her breath as she knelt beside Sakura, tearing the sleeve of her shirt to inspect the wound.
âIâve got you,â (Y/N) whispered, her voice steady even as her hands trembled slightly. She formed a series of hand seals, summoning a surge of water that glowed faintly as it surrounded Sakuraâs shoulder, cleansing the poison.
Sakura winced but managed a weak smile. âYouâve been practicing.â
(Y/N) huffed out a laugh, her expression softening despite the chaos around them. âHad to keep up with you, didnât I?â
The rogue shinobi regrouped for another attack, and Sakura knew they wouldnât last much longerânot without backup. She could feel her strength waning, the poison only partially neutralized. But as (Y/N) helped her to her feet, something shifted inside her.
This wasnât how their story would end. Not here. Not like this.
âWeâre making a run for it,â (Y/N) said firmly, tightening her grip on Sakuraâs hand. âI donât care what it takesâweâre getting out of this together.â
Sakura nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. âTogether.â
With a shared glance, they launched into motionâdodging, weaving, and fighting their way through the remaining shinobi. (Y/N)âs water jutsu cut a path through the enemy lines, and Sakura followed close behind, her fists a blur of chakra-powered strikes.
Just as they broke through the last line of attackers, a burst of chakra exploded behind themâa fire jutsu aimed directly at Sakuraâs back.
(Y/N) reacted without thinking. She threw herself between Sakura and the flames, summoning a towering wall of water just in time to absorb the impact. But the force of the blast knocked them both to the ground, skidding across the forest floor.
When the dust settled, they were lying side by side, panting and bruised but alive. The rogue shinobi had fallen back, retreating into the shadows of the forest, leaving them in silence.
Sakura turned her head toward (Y/N), who lay sprawled beside her, her chest rising and falling with labored breaths. âWe made it,â Sakura whispered, a disbelieving smile spreading across her face.
(Y/N) let out a weak laugh, her eyes gleaming with exhaustion and relief. âTold you, princess. No matter what.â
Sakura shifted closer, ignoring the ache in her body, and rested her head against (Y/N)âs shoulder. âYouâre impossible,â she murmured, but there was no mistaking the affection in her voice.
(Y/N) wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer. âAnd you love me for it.â
Sakura smiled against her shoulder, feeling safe for the first time in what felt like forever. âYeah,â she whispered, âI do.â
By the time they limped back to Konoha, the sun was rising, casting a warm glow over the village gates. They were met by a team of medics, but Sakura waved them offâher only focus was on making sure (Y/N) got the help she needed.
As they sat in the hospital room, (Y/N) resting beside her with bandages wrapped around her ribs, Sakura reached for her hand. She held it tightly, her thumb brushing over (Y/N)âs scarred knuckles.
âI almost lost you out there,â Sakura said quietly, her voice thick with emotion.
(Y/N) gave her a lopsided grin, even as her eyes drooped with exhaustion. âBut you didnât.â
Sakura leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to (Y/N)âs forehead. âAnd I never will.â
(Y/N) smiled, her hand tightening around Sakuraâs. âForever, right?â
Sakura kissed her again, this time on the lipsâslow and tender, a promise wrapped in warmth. âForever.â
As they lay together, tangled in each otherâs warmth and the soft glow of the morning light, Sakura knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them side by side.
Because they were each otherâs safe harbor.
Bonus Chapter:
Ino â âWait, What?!â (Early Stage)
Ino leaned on the counter of the Yamanaka Flower Shop, idly picking petals from a chrysanthemum. The sun filtered through the windows, and she was just starting to get bored when the bell above the door jingled.
To her delight, Sakura strolled in, looking⌠different. It wasnât her usual âIâm here to buy apology flowers for my teamâ look. Sakuraâs eyes had a distinct softness, and her lips were curved in a way that made Ino narrow her eyes in suspicion.
âSo,â Ino began slyly, setting the flowers aside, âwho is it?â
Sakura froze in place, her face turning a suspicious shade of pink. âWhat are you talking about?â she muttered, grabbing a random bouquet from the shelf to avoid Inoâs knowing gaze.
âOh, come on.â Ino leaned closer, her grin widening. âI know that look. Youâve got it bad for someone. Spill!â
Sakura hesitated for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip. âItâs⌠(Y/N).â
Ino blinked, tilting her head. âWait. (Y/N) Hoshigaki?â she asked, as if the name hadnât fully registered.
Sakura gave a small, nervous nod.
It took a second for the pieces to click, but when they did, Ino practically gasped. âKisameâs daughter?! Shark Girl?!â She grabbed Sakuraâs shoulders, shaking her lightly. âYouâre dating her?â
Sakura swatted Inoâs hands away, her blush deepening. âKeep your voice down, will you?â
Ino couldnât help herselfâshe burst into laughter. âSakura, I swear you have the weirdest taste in people. First Sasuke, now a rogue shinobiâs kid? Butââ she grinned, nudging Sakura with her elbow, ââI gotta admit, she is kinda cool.â
Sakura rolled her eyes, but the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her annoyance.
Kakashi â âI Didnât See This Comingâ (Mid-Stage)
Kakashi stood on the bridge, watching as Sakura and (Y/N) walked toward him, side by side. They werenât holding hands, but there was an ease between themâa quiet kind of closeness Kakashi had come to recognize in couples.
He knew something was different the moment (Y/N) had joined their team through the exchange program. At first, Sakura had been stiff and resentful, but now⌠there was an unmistakable shift in their dynamic.
âYouâre late,â Kakashi called lazily as they approached.
âBlame her,â (Y/N) said with a smirk, jerking her thumb toward Sakura. âShe insisted on stopping for dango.â
Sakura glared at her, but there was no real heat in it. âYou wanted the dango too!â
Kakashiâs visible eye crinkled with amusement. âIâm just surprised. Itâs rare to see you two not at each otherâs throats.â
(Y/N) grinned, baring her shark-like teeth. âWhat can I say? Sheâs grown on me.â
Sakura shot her a look, her cheeks pink, but (Y/N) just chuckled. Kakashi noted the way Sakuraâs expression softened when she looked at (Y/N)âa softness Kakashi hadnât seen since she was a child.
He tucked his hands into his pockets, feeling a rare sense of contentment. âWell, this is new,â he thought. But he didnât say it aloud. Heâd seen enough of life to know that relationships were complicatedâand that sometimes, the unexpected ones were the most meaningful.
Naruto â âYouâre WHAT?!â (Late Stage)
Naruto almost choked on his ramen. âYouâre moving in together?!â
Sakura glared at him from across the table, her arms crossed. âDo you have to be so loud about it?â
Naruto wiped his mouth with his sleeve, still looking as if sheâd just told him she was moving to another dimension. âButâBut Sakura-chan!â he sputtered. âAre you really sure about this? I mean, sheâsâsheâs a Hoshigaki! And she has shark teeth!â
âThanks for noticing, Naruto,â (Y/N) said dryly, appearing beside Sakura with two bottles of soda in hand. She plopped down next to her, draping an arm lazily over the back of Sakuraâs chair. âTheyâre my best feature.â
Naruto blinked between them, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. âI just⌠I mean⌠when did this even happen?!â
Sakura sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. âNaruto, itâs been months.â
Naruto still looked dumbfounded, but there was no mistaking the hint of protectiveness in his voice. âYou better not hurt her, Hoshigaki. I mean it.â
(Y/N) raised a brow, then gave Naruto a slow, playful grin. âRelax, Uzumaki. Iâm not going anywhere. Sheâs stuck with me.â
Sakura smirked, nudging (Y/N) lightly. âWho says Iâm stuck with you?â
Naruto groaned, slumping forward over his bowl. âGreat. Now youâre both ganging up on me.â
Tsunade â âSo Youâre Staying, Huh?â (Final Stage)
Tsunade sat behind her desk, arms folded, as she eyed (Y/N) from across the room. Sakura stood beside her, looking more composed than usualâas she had already made peace with whatever decision (Y/N) had come to.
âSo,â Tsunade said slowly, âyouâve decided to stay in Konoha permanently?â
(Y/N) met the Hokageâs gaze without flinching. âYeah. I have.â
Tsunade leaned back in her chair, her sharp eyes narrowing slightly. âAnd youâre sure you wonât regret leaving everything behind? Your old life?â
(Y/N) gave a small, almost imperceptible shrug. âI wasnât really living before, just⌠existing.â She glanced at Sakura, her expression softening. âI found something here worth staying for.â
Sakura smiled quietly, a rare, genuine smile that Tsunade didnât often see.
Tsunade sighed, rubbing her temples. âI guess I shouldâve seen this coming.â
(Y/N) grinned, her shark teeth flashing. âI tend to surprise people.â
Tsunade huffed a laugh, though it was mostly exasperation. âWell, just donât cause me any trouble, got it? The last thing I need is another Hoshigaki making my life harder.â
âNo promises,â (Y/N) said with a wink.
Sakura groaned. âWhy did I fall for such a pain?â
âBecause you like challenges,â (Y/N) shot back smoothly, bumping Sakuraâs shoulder.
Tsunade rolled her eyes but couldnât hide the hint of a smile tugging at her lips. âGet out of my office, both of you, before I change my mind about all this.â
Sakura and (Y/N) exchanged a glance, then laughed as they left the room hand in hand, their footsteps echoing down the hall.
Tsunade shook her head, a wry smile on her face. âWell, Iâll be damned,â she muttered. âDidnât think Iâd see the day.â
And somehow, she felt that maybeâjust maybeâKonoha was better off with the two of them in it.
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Sakura just found out that Naruto and Sasuke have never watched Disney movies before. She puts on Tarzan, then immediately realizes her mistake when his parents are murdered right off the bat. Naruto is crying because his parents are dead. Sasuke is uncomfortable because his parents are dead. Sakura is freaking out because she can't think of any movies with two alive parents.
Sakura is road rage lol. "Are you fucking kidding me? There were FOUR signs saying that lane was going to end, asshole!" The rest of team seven is hanging on for dear life as she slams the gas and flips off the other driver when she passes.
After being forced into therapy as part of his plea deal, Sasuke was encouraged to keep a feelings journal. Yeah, yeah, okay, whatever. Every night, he plops down at his desk, takes out his black notebook, picks up the frilly pink pen Sakura left at his house a few months ago, and scribbles down different aspects of his day. The ink is pink and glittery, a sharp contrast to his dark and brooding personality, but he can't find it in himself to use any other writing utensil.
Kakashi is a simple man. When technology started to boom, he was with it for all of ten seconds before he was overwhelmed. He has a computer in front of him and three nerds around him trying to coax him through email, but all he's thinking about is the good ol' days of paper and ink.
Shikamaru is the hidden leaf village's secret weapon. He's proved time and time again that no one even comes close to his mental prowess... but that doesn't mean he isn't human. On more than a few occasions, he's spent an embarrassing amount of time using the wrong key to unlock doors. He misspells and forgets words often. He generally lacks common sense because he overthinks things so hard. A side effect of your brain always being at 100, is that it struggles with 1-99.
Hashirama dared Madara to eat a weed once and Tobirama took that as a challenge. Mysterious plants, strange animals, random shit he finds in the woods or at the market- you name it and Tobirama is daring Madara to eat it. "Guess you aren't brave enough-" doesn't even finish his sentence before the Uchiha has completely consumed it and licked his fingers clean.
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Caught Looking
I'm thrilled to share my fic for @kumeramen's gorgeous, ultra-sweet prequel baseball artwork! I had a ton of fun putting a sporty 50s twist on this beautiful ship. Enjoy! đ§Ąâž
Pairing: Shisui/Sakura
Rating: T
Summary:
âGo! GO! Shisui-senpai!â Turning toward the bleachers, Shisui spotted a petite girl in the front row waving her pom-poms a little too ardently, her long pink hair whipping through the air. The other cheerleaders had about half her intensity and vocal projection. It wasnât unusual for the cheer squad to practice alongside the baseball team. Shisui just wasnât used to having such an impassioned admirerâa strikingly pretty one, at that.
Read the one-shot on AO3
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The Flower Prince: Gather 'round The Campfire
Prompt- At first, he felt prideful of the praise his teammate [Sakura] was getting from the Prince. But the moment he saw the blush on her face and the arm around her waist, pride was no longer what he was feeling.
Word count: 1,688 words
Estimated Read Time: 7 minutes
Warnings: Not edited.
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It was Naruto who had found a safe place to make camp, a small clearing surrounded by massive trees nestled next to a cave where they could sleep, a small stream only a five-minute walk away. Daiki, ever eager, was instructed by Kakashi on how camping worked and how they would set up their camp. Sakura was quite annoyed that Daiki had decided on camping- she had already made detailed plans for what sheâd do once theyâd arrived at the Flower Village. Said plan involved convincing Sasuke to come with her to try some of the festival games and watch the fireworks, something sheâd assumed theyâd have for Daikiâs return. Building up the courage to do so, she made her way to the stream where Sasuke was fishing to ask him.
Approaching the focused boy she noted that he seemed hyper-focused on the flowing water, like he was lost in thought. âSasuke-kun?â she tentatively asked. Sasuke glanced at her an indication for her to go on. âI was wondering when we get to the village would you want to-â A huge splash cut her off as both she and Sasuke turned to the source of the disruption.Â
âEh?!â Naruto whined as he brought his head up from under the water. He stood, his new attire fully soaked and the firewood he had been instructed to fetch now wet rendering it useless for a fire.
âNaruto!â Sakura yelled, concern just as evident as the suppressed laughter, âAre you okay?â She had made her way over to where the jinchuriki had fallen in. He nodded in affirmation and complained about someone tripping him even though no one was near. After Sauke commented on it being a ghost, he quickly shut up and scurried his way back to camp scavenging anything that could replace the now-soaked firewood. Sakura allowed a smile to form on her face before turning to look at Sasuke- who already had his eyes on her. Her face burned as she looked away and mumbled about helping him catch fish.
Shaking his head he brought the almost full bucket in his right hand. âWe should head back.â his voice plain. After two minutes of silence, Sakura decided to break the silence.Â
âDaiki seems nice doesnât he?â
Sasuke only shrugged.
âI mean heâs much better than some of the other escort missions weâve had, remember Hitoshi- san? We had to carry him to the sand village.â Sakura reminisced.
âYou mean Naruto had to,â Sasuke smirked. Sakura let out a small giggle. She enjoyed spending alone time with Sasuke. Although he wasnât as social as sheâd like him to be, she was happy that heâd listen to her and often entertain her conversation- although she knew he wasnât always fully there.Â
âI was going to ask earlier Sasuke-kun, but would you want to go to the festival with me tomorrow?â she eagerly waited as no response came. Sasuke simply stayed silent, as if contemplating a life-altering decision. âNo worries if not, Iâll enjoy it myself. Iâll make sure to win you something too!â A strained smile made its way onto her lips, glassy eyes not shining as they usually did.Â
âIâll think about it.â Was his final response as they entered the campsite, he parted ways with her as he headed to make the fire. Smiling brighter now, Sakura went to set up their sleeping bags in the cave, making sure to place hers right next to Sasukeâs.Â
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âNe Daiki, how old are you?â Naruto inquired as they sat by the fire, fish and a small portion of rice cooking.
âIâm 14, I'll be 15 in a few months. Why?â the brunette tilted his head to the side.
âWha-?!â Naruto nearly jumped off the log he sat on at this revelation, âThen how are you a prince- youâre barely older than we are!â he gestured towards himself and his teammates.Â
âWellâŚâ Daiki paused in contemplation, âIâm technically not a prince or anything, Iâm the heir to the Yamanaka clan in my village. My dad is basically in charge there- similar to what a Hokage is in your village except weâre civilians. If my dad were to die, get too old to perform his duty, or if he resigns then I would take charge.â
âSo youâre a prince?â Naruto restates, confused as what Daiki described sounds like a prince to his understanding.Â
âI guess so but I donât have a kingdom or anything. When I think of a prince I think of all those fantasy stories- so in that sense no.â Daiki lets a gentle chuckle escape his lips.Â
âBut you are the son of a monarch whoâs in charge of a village, it doesnât have to be a massive kingdom or anything.â Sakura explains, âSo you are a prince by definition.â She states matter of factually.
Naruto gasps at this- âSo does that mean when I become Hokage Iâll be king?â his voice low as if he were discussing top secret information.Â
âNo.â
âNo one asked you teme!â Naruto glares at his teammate who meets his glare with just as much intensity.Â
âSasukeâs right Naruto,â Kakashi adds.
âOh.â Naruto sulks staring up into the night sky, his stomach rumbling. It had been three hours since they first made camp and he was starving. Heâd never admit it out loud, but right now he hated Daiki for making them camp out. They wouldâve been at the flower village by now staying in the compoundâs comfortable guest quarters after being treated to a five-course meal prepared by the best chef around, instead, they had to eat boring olâ fish and share two portions of rice because the prince wanted to. Naruto rolled his eyes at the thought and tried to shake his discomfort. His mind traveled to recent events.Â
A lot had happened since the formation of Team 7, Naruto himself had grown a lot from the neglected little boy to a slightly less neglected teen with some respect being put on his name. His teammates had also done a lot of growing. Yet Sasuke was the one whoâd puzzled him the most, his personality was always so wish-washy that heâd have better luck making sense of tidal waves than Sasukeâs moods. It was ironic, the stoic member was the most emotional out of them- and they were on a team with Sakura who bore her feelings on her sleeve. Even so, Sasuke had learned to work with him and count on him which Naruto knew Sasuke hated.Â
In his own strange way, Sasuke had grown to care about his team despite his efforts not to. Naruto grinned at this. Sasuke really was an idiot, despite his best efforts to push them away he only solidified their bonds- especially with Sakura. Now, Naruto wasnât stupid. He knew the extent of Sakuraâs feelings for Sasuke. She put her life at risk to save Sasuke, she had cried when they all thought he was dead, she showered him with undeserved affection, and even caught him when heâd fall both emotionally and physically. Sakura had developed real feelings for that undeserving jerk, she loved Sasuke. The hug she had given Sasuke at the hospital was confirmation of this- it was such an intimate moment that even he had caught on. But⌠Naruto wasnât sure if Sasuke felt the same. Yes, he did care about her but did that go any further than comradery? Looking over at the two he pondered on this.
âNaruto-san?â Daiki, who had suddenly appeared next to him, piped up. Startled by the sudden appearance Naruto flinched back. âAh, I didnât mean to scare you. You looked lost in thought but I have something important to ask you.â
âWhat?â he leaned forward, genuinely interested in what he wanted to ask. âIs- God this is embarrassing-â Daiki blushed and lowered his voice, âIs Sakura seeing anyone? Like⌠does she have a boyfriend?â
Narutoâs eyes widened at this. âUhhhh, no?â Although coming out as more of a question Daikiâs face lit up.
âOh- thatâs great! You know, Sakuraâs an interesting girl, Iâd like to get to know her more.â he bashfully confessed. Naruto wasnât sure how to respond, heâd never heard anyone so outwardly display an interest in his female teammate besides Lee.
âWhy donât you go talk to her, then?â the sudden sound of Kakashiâs voice startled the boys. Kakashi remained in his squat position next to them, sparing a smile as he continued to read his book adding, âI bet sheâd want company at the festival, I overheard she was looking for someone to go with.â
Gobsmacked, Naruto looked at his sensei as if he was insane. Although never confirmed, it was pretty established that Sakura was set on Sasuke. However, Daiki would treat Sakura better than Sasuke ever could, hell heâd already displayed that. Gah- this was none of his business, although aloof, Naruto knew when to stay out of something⌠on certain occasions.
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âWe could be in a warm bed right now.â Sakura grumbled as she sat down on her sleeping bag next to Sasuke, who nodded in agreement. âItâs a good thing Kakashi makes us bring our sleeping bags just in case, it finally came in use.â
âHn. We wouldnât have to if we just kept going.â Sasuke added, a subtle jab to the prince.
âYeah.â the kunoichi continued, âI donât know why Kakashi agreed to the idea.â She yawned and allowed her head to fall onto Sasukeâs shoulder. The rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathed luring her deeper into her drowsiness.Â
âIf youâre that tired then go to sleep.¨ He softly moved his shoulder causing a piece of her hair to cover her face. Moments like this had started to feel normal to him, her touches being such a common occurrence that he no longer felt the need to fight them, not that he felt the urge to anymore. Her tired eyes looked into his before she gave him a small smile and nodded.Â
Slowly pulling herself off his shoulder and settling into her sleeping bag she slowly spoke, âGood night Sasuke-kun.â
âGo to sleep, Sakura.â
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Embers of Moonlight (on Wattpad)Â
 A secluded valley near the borders of the Land of Fire, where two clans -Senju and Uchiha-tentatively discuss peace.Â
Genre: Romance, Drama, AU
#anime#animefanfiction#drama#enemiestolovers#fanfiction#femaleoc#fluff#hashirama#kakashi#lovestory#naruto#narutoshippudden#ocstory#romance#romancefanfiction#romancestories#sakura#sasuke#senju#senjuxoc#shippuden#tobirama#tsunade#uchiha#uchihaoc#books#wattpad#amreading
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all of these will have nsfw included.
#naruto shippuden x reader#naruto shippuden smut#naruto fluff#naruto headcanons#naruto scenarios#naruto fanfiction#itachi uchiha x reader#itachi x reader#obito uchiha x reader#obito x reader#kakashi hatake x reader#kakashi x reader#ino yamanaka x reader#ino x reader#sakura haruno x reader#sakura x reader#hinata hyuga x reader#hinata x reader
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One of us is dead
chapter eleven - picnic
chapter ten | chapter twelve
"Morning Uchiha," I yawned, stretching as the morning sun warmed my face. The streets bathed in the soft glow of dawn, and the air carried the crisp, clean scent of a new day.
As I walked towards him, I could see Shisui standing with his back to me, his posture relaxed but alert, as always. The gentle breeze ruffled his curly hair as he turned to me.
"Good morning, YN," he replied, with his signature grin. "So, you got the message too?" he said, pulling out a small, neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket.
"Yeah, I wonder if Akira got one too," I replied, as I pulled out an identical piece of paper.
After placing the note back into his pocket, Shisui's eyes narrowed, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch.
"Have you been training this morning?" he asks, his gaze never faltering from mine.
Instinctively, I start to rub the back of my neck, fearful that my ID is on full display. My mind races for an answer, but I can't help but think that his piercing eyes know the full truth.
"No, I'm just a really strong kunoichi," I retorted, hoping my joke would distract him.
But it doesn't change the fact that nothing escapes the Uchiha and his instincts. He must be sensing a genjutsu on me. The longer I stay in his presence, the more difficult it will be to divert his suspicion, which I'm sure is already growing.
The thought lingers in my mind as the realisation dawns upon me.
Any skilled jounin will be able to sense the genjutsu, betrayed by the dense chakra found near my head and neck.
"Mhm, I'm sure you are Uzumaki," he chuckled, as his usual toothy smile returned to his face.
"You don't believe me Shisui?" I feigned shock as I placed a hand on my chest.
"And is that why we caught you struggling to grab some instant ramen from your top shelf the other day?" Shisui's grin widened as he walked besides me.
"Excuse me, I could have grabbed it myself it if someone hadn't swooped in with their body flicker technique."
He chuckled. "Oh so you're blaming my superior ninjutsu for your lack of height?"
"Hey! There is nothing wrong with my height. Besides, I was doing just fine standing on my chair!"
Shisui raised an eyebrow. "Standing? It looked more like wobbling."
"I was not wobbling! I was balancing."
"Mhm, sure you were Uzumaki. If I hadn't been there we'd have eaten floor ramen," he said as he shook his head, still smiling.
"Well, ramen's great no matter where you eat it," I shot back, "and don't act like you wouldn't still eat it."
Shisui gave a mock gasp. "You wound me, Y/N. I'm a man of class. I would neverâ"
"Eat off the floor? Wow, are the Uchiha too above everyone else?" We both laughed as a comfortable silence settled between us as we listened to the morning birds hum their songs.
"Are we supposed to have a mission today?" Akira yawned as he finally joined us, "Please say it's not so. I have another night shift today."
"Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence Bakakira," I chuckled.
"You chose the medic life, Bakakira. Beggars can't be choosers," Shisui retorted, eyeing Akira, who seemed to be suffering from an incurable case of the yawns.
"Hey! This isn't fair! You both can't gang up on me!" Akira protested though the grin on his face betrayed his mock indignation.
"Thank you for meeting here," a voice interrupted, "Sorry, it's so early it was the only time I could do this."
Kushina is the last to arrive, meeting us at the training ground. She's wearing a long green dress, her beautiful fiery red hair cascading freely down her back as she carries a picnic basket.
"I wanted to invite you all to breakfast with Minato and his team," she explained, as we walked towards the grassy area surrounded by towering trees that sway gently in the breeze. "I'm so sorry it's so early but Minato leaves for a mission today, you know!"
A large picnic blanket is laid out in front of us with its classic red-and-white checked pattern, on which a man with strikingly yellow hair and a girl with deep rich purple markings on her cheeks sat, busy in their conversation.
Sitting on one corner of the picnic blanket was a boy with strikingly spiky, silver hair, who remained indifferent to the conversation around him. His expression was one of quiet detachment, eyes half-lidded as if lost in thought, giving little away about what was going on in his mind.
Geez, is having an odd hair law in Konoha?
"Kushina sensei!" The girl chirped as she watched us walk over to her.
The four of us take a seat on the picnic blanket, with Kushina sensei naturally finding her way to her partner's side. Akira and Shisui settle next to each other, as they chat and joke. This leaves me with the only remaining space on the blanketâright next to the quiet, cold boy with strikingly silver hair. Hesitating for a moment, but with no other option, I sit down beside him, feeling the subtle tension in the air as his indifferent gaze flickers toward me before returning to the distance.
"Akira, Y/N, I'd like you guys to meet Minato," Kushina said, blushing as she reached for his hand, "My husband."
"Hello Akira, Y/N, it's lovely to finally meet you. Kushina has told me a lot about you guys," Minato chuckled, "And it's lovely to see you again Shisui."
Shisui grinned and gave a casual nod. "It's good to see you too, Minato. You're looking well."
"I'll let the rest of Team Minato introduce themselves," Minato said looking towards the girl with the deep purple marks on her cheeks.
"Hi! My name is Rin Nohara and I'm the medic of the team, it's lovely to meet you." The girl chirped. "I think we've met before," she said as she gazed at Akira, "you work at the hospital, don't you?"
The faintest blush dusted Akira's cheeks as his eyes widened at her glance. "Yes, that's right. I do work there," he replied, a bit flustered but smiling. "It's nice to meet you, Minato. I didn't realize you were Kushina sensei's husband."
My eyes settled on the spiky, silver-haired boy at my side as I awaited his introduction to the group.
"The name's Kakashi Hatake," He finally says, his voice detached and his eyes never bothering to shift his gaze from the horizon.
The silence between us is thick, almost palpable, as if the very air around him carries a chill. I can't help but wonder what thoughts lie behind those distant, unreadable eyes.
"Anyways, here help yourselves to breakfast. We've bought your favourite foods!" Kushina cheers as she laid out all the food. The blanket is decorated with an assortment of foodâfreshly baked bread, colourful dango and fruit, bowls of ramen and grilled fish.
"Hey Rin, you work at the hospital too, right? Which ward are you working on?" Akira asks as he passes a couple of pieces of fruit towards her, his fingertips brushing against hers.
Rin smiles softly, accepting the fruit. "I'm rotating between wards at the moment," she replies, her voice warm. "I'll be starting general surgery next week, hopefully, I'll learn skills I can use on missions." Her eyes brighten as she speaks, while Akira listens intently, nodding along.
The interaction between Akira and Rin was cute, to say the least. The way she smiled warmly at him, and the faint blush that dusted Akira's cheeks, did not go unnoticed by me and Shisui. We shared a silent glance of understanding between the two.
'Akira will never hear the last of it from us,' I whisper to Shisui as he chuckles at the scene unfolding in front of us.
Shisui leaned closer towards me as he handed me a dango. "Y/N Why did the dango go to school?"
"Is this going to be one of your dorky puns again?" I chuckled as I rolled my eyes.Â
"To get a little "stick"tionary!" Shisui giggled as I stared back at him blank faced.
"Y/N don't look at me like that... I can't handle how un-skewer-ably cute you are!" Shisui muttered through his teeth before breaking out into a laugh.
"That was painful to hear Shisui," I admitted as Shisui stared off into the distance as heartbreak washed over his face.
Shisui looked back at me in shock as he took back the dango he offered me. "Dango breaking my heart!". I rolled my eyes at his antics, giving him a small shove in response.
"Y/N, did you know Minato Sensei is known as the Yellow Flash of the Leaf?" Shisui asks me, his voice filled with admiration as his eyes gleam with excitement. "They say he's so fast that enemies don't even see him coming until it's too late. I've seen him in actionâit's like watching a blur on the battlefield."
Hearing Shisui talk about Minato makes me choke mid-dango. Minato-sensei is the Minato Namikaze. As in the Yellow Flash of the Leaf. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks, even though the thought isn't entirely unfamiliar.
In the Byakuya, we were given specific orders to retreat if we ever encountered shinobi that the Byakuya considered to be 'blacklisted.' And on this blacklisted shinobi list, at the very top, was none other than Minato Namikaze himself.
The stories about him weren't just talesâthey were warnings, etched into our minds during training. The idea that the man sitting calmly across from me, casually chatting, smiling, and snacking on dango was the same person capable of wiping out entire squads in the blink of an eye sent a shiver down my spine.
In fact, Shisui himself is no stranger to me either. Shisui of the Body Flickerâa name that made frequent appearances in the blacklisted books as I rose through the ranks in the Byakuya. His speed and deadly precision were legendary.
To think that I'm sitting here, surrounded by not just one, but two of the most feared shinobi, both of whom could change the course of a battle in an instant, is enough to make my pulse quicken.
"Really? Oh Kami, my papa told me so much about you!" I lied through my teeth, feigning excitement. "You must let me see the Flying Raijin Jutsu, please!" I added, hoping my eagerness would mask the tension I felt.
My heart raced at the thought of the genjutsu being exposed to not just one, but several skilled shinobi sat around me.
Is this my reality now? Living in constant fear that at any moment, someone will uncover my identityânot just as Y/N Uzumaki, but as Kunoichi Thirteen, The Byakuya Princess? Am I condemned to deceit? Forced to maintain a façade while those who have welcomed me into their village as a poor, orphaned child remain blissfully unaware?
The thoughts linger in my mind as I question why I am even in Konoha. I submitted to the masked man's whims on the terms that I'd be reunited with Sumire, and that I would get to start a new life with her away from a life of murder and deceit.
Yet here I am, surrounded by a team who have welcomed me as their own as Sumire sits secluded and isolated in her dingy cabin 40km from here.
Worst of all, Kushina-sensei, Akira, and Shisui have crept their way into my heart, and I'm beginning to care for them in ways I never anticipated.
I want to see Akira become a successful medic for his father's sake.
I want to see Shisui climb the ranks and become a powerful shinobi.
I want Kushina Sensei and Minato Sensei to teach me, to guide me in ways that I never thought I'd need or desire.
Yet who am I to desire such things when I am forced to betray these very people?
"I'll show it to you one day," Minato said, interrupting my thoughts. "If you impress me at the Chunin Exams, I might even teach you," he chuckled, rising from the blanket. "Unfortunately, I must leave for my mission now. It was lovely meeting all of you. I'll see you all soon."
With a warm smile and a final nod, Minato turned and walked away, leaving me to wrestle with the bittersweet mix of hope and guilt swirling inside me.
The rest of us talked and delighted in the food Kushina sensei and Minato sensei bought for us. With each laugh and joke that was heard, Kakashi remained indifferent as he showed no interest in the rest of the group.
"Here, have a dango they're really delicious," I said, holding out a skewer towards him.
Kakashi glanced briefly at the dango, then at me.
"No," he muttered a small, barely audible response as his expression remained unreadable, his gaze returning to the distance, as if the offer had never been made as he refused to converse me.
His point-blank stare and the coldness of his words were all too familiar, a look I had become accustomed to in the Byakuya. That hardened, distant demeanour was a shield, one I recognized well. One that can only be built up through pain, grief and guilt.
The warmth and chatter beside me was interrupted by the sharp cry of a messenger bird, which landed beside our picnic blanket with a scroll tied to it. Kushina examines the contents of the scroll as she sighs.
"Looks like the Hokage requests for our presence," Kushina says, "Sorry to cut this picnic short, but the Hokage would also like to see Shisui and Kakashi too."
Kakashi was the first to rise from the blanket, his movements quick and efficient as if he'd been waiting for this moment. Without a word, he dusted himself off, his usual indifference fully intact.
"I'll see you guys later," Shisui said, departing alongside Kushina and Kakashi, giving us a quick wave before disappearing into the distance.
"As much as I want to stay and hang out, I'm about to collapse. I need my sleep, I've got another shift," Akira moaned, burying his face into his hands, unable to stifle his yawns.
"Get some rest, Akira. You'll need it," Rin chuckled softly, watching him with a warm smile. Akira groaned in response but gave a playful wave as he slowly stood, leaving me in Rin's company.
"We should hang out! I mean, that is if you're not too busy," Rin asked eagerly.
"Sure!"
We walked along the paths of Konoha, the wind brushing against my hair as I followed Rin as she led us into a small park, not too far from the academy. The sound of laughter filled the air as a few families played with their young children, their joyful shouts blending with the rustling leaves.Â
Rin takes a seat on one of the swings, her gaze following the families as they play with their young children. I settle onto the swing beside her, the quiet creak of the chains the only sound between us for a moment.
"Sorry about this morning, Y/N. Kakashi isn't usually this cold," Rin said softly, her eyes still fixed on the children playing in the distance. "He might be quiet, but he's been through a lot. I hope you find it in you not to hate him. He's just... complicated."
"I might not know him very well, but he doesn't seem like someone who would hate me for no reason," I said, glancing over at Rin. "I'm sure he has his troubles he's dealing with."
"Troubles might not be enough to label it," Rin responded quietly, her voice carrying a hint of sadness. She looked down at her hands, gripping the swing's chains a little tighter. "Kakashi's been through more than most. Loss, guilt... it weighs on him in ways he doesn't always show. But deep down, he's a good person. He just... keeps his distance to protect himself.
He lost his father when we were in the academy and since then he's become fiercely committed to all shinobi laws. It's almost like he believes that being committed to the rules is the only way to avoid the kind of pain he's been through. Ever since Sakumo's death, Kakashi has carried that burden with him."
"Sakumo..." I muttered under my breath, "Is that Kakashi's father? Was he a shinobi?"
"Sakumo was one of the most revered shinobi of the Leaf. They said his skill rivaled that of the three legendary Sannin... our village's very own White Fang of the Leaf. He chose to abandon a mission to save his comrades, and despite his strength, the village turned on him for that decision." Rin's voice wavered slightly as she continued. "He was disgraced, and it broke him. In the end, he couldn't bear the weight of the shame and took his own life."
My heart begins to race at Rin's words. My final job within the Byakuya was to ambush the Konoha ninjas to prevent them from discovering our hideout. The same Konoha nin led by the White Fang of the Leaf. My actions were directly responsible for forcing Sakumo to abandon his mission and risk everything to save his comrades. My actions directly led to the village turning on him. My actions directly led to his death.
My grip on the swing's chains falters and begins to shake. Running from my sins, my crimes, and the Byakuyaânone of it is enough to erase the fact that I am nothing but a criminal. And here I am, enjoying the peace of Konoha whilst those around me suffer from my deceit and sins.
The guilt and shame of my sins hangs around my neck like a noose, tightening with each day spent here in Konoha.
"Kakashi recently became jounin, and for his first mission as captain, we were deployed to the Village Hidden by the Grass to destroy Kannabi Bridge," Rin said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "It was a crucial mission, one that would cut off enemy supply lines and help turn the tide of the war. Kakashi led the team, but the mission took a heavy toll on all of us. We tragically lost one of our teammates, our friend Obito. And Kakashi carries that guilt with him every day.
"Oh Rin, I'm so sorry for your loss," I whisper, my voice barely audible.
"Thank you Y/N," Rin softly chuckled, "Anyways enough of all the sad talk. How has Konoha been treating you? Have you managed to make friends?"
"To be honest with you, the first few people I met were Akira and Shisui," I replied, a smile forming on my lips, "I got extremely lucky to be put on a team with them. I wasn't in the academy long enough to make any other friends."
"You should meet my friends, I'm sure that they will love you!" Rin said with excitement as she jumps out of her swing, "In fact, I'm hosting a little sleepover with them tomorrow. You should totally join us."
Should I accept this offer? Do I deserve moments of normalcy after a life of criminality? My actions so far have only served to hurt everyone around me.
"That sounds wonderful Rin, but are you sure you want me there?" I asked sheepishly.
"Don't be silly, of course I do!"
"Thank you for meeting with me today," The Hokage announces as he watches the three shoinobi kneel before him, "Kushina, Shisui... please share the recent mission details with Kakashi."
The three shinobi rise as Kushina takes the lead to explain the discoveries of Team Two's recent mission.
"On our return from our mission, Team Two was ambushed with a specific target in mind. Two individuals attacked our team separating me and Shisui from Akira and Y/N. The two of us retired and jumped back into the surrounding trees to observe their aims," Kushina said as she glanced at Shisui.
"The kunoichi bore a headband from the Village Hidden by the Rock and the taller shinobi named Cash bore a headband from the Sand Village. Both with a line through them," Shisui added with a sombre look painted across his face.
"From your description, they sound like they rouge ninja... continue," The Hokage interrupts.
"Their first attack rendered Akira immobile as they aimed for their true target, Y/N Uzumaki," Kushina stated, the realisation weighing heavy on her throat. She struggles to admit to herself that one of her dear students is being hunted by rouge ninja's, clouding her judgement about Y/N.
"They addressed Y/N as Princess and Kunoichi Thirteen. They were persistent in checking for 'an ID' on the nape of her neck, to which they found nothing," Kushina added, "The rouge ninja fled the scene after Shisui and I emerged from the trees."
"When we questioned Y/N about the interaction, she claimed to be in shock and unware of what was said to her."
"I see," the Hokage said, his voice heavy with the weight of realization. "It is clear that this ambush was not aimed at the Nine-Tails JinchĹŤriki nor the Uchiha prowess, but rather at Y/N Uzumaki. Someone from her past is after her." He took a deep sigh, the implications settling in. "We must prepare accordingly. This is no ordinary threat."
"Kakashi Hatake, I am aware that the scars of Kannabi Bridge have yet to heal," the Hokage began, his tone grave.
"However, I ask that you investigate the Village Hidden by the Grass. It's the only neutral territory bordering us that hasn't been completely destroyed, and it may hold the answers we need. I would like you to pursue this lead regarding Kunoichi Thirteen."
"Understood," Kakashi responded, his face as indifferent as ever. However, deep down he cannot help but reject Y/N Uzumaki in her entirety.
'She is a fugitive of an unknown past, with many shinobi after her. Her very existence threatens our shinobi law,'Â he thinks to himself as he accepts this mission.
"Kushina, Shisui, please keep a keen eye on Y/N Uzumaki," the Hokage instructed, his voice firm. "The only reason she walks free here in Konoha is due to our diplomatic ties with the Uzumaki Clanâties that, I admit, Konoha has failed to properly maintain.
Regardless, if she threatens the safety of this village, she will be dealt with accordingly. We cannot afford to overlook any danger, no matter the bloodline."
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Kakashi is so suspicious of Y/N as he stubbornly clings to the shinobi law. And it isn't just him. Since her arrival, the Hokage has his eye on the Uzumaki, unable to shake the mystery behind her identity.Â
Although Konoha welcomes Y/N, the guilt continues to build as the death of Sakumo stains Y/N's hands. A deep red sin that she'll never be able to cleanse from her soul.
What is your favourite thing about Shisui? For me, its his hair and his lil smile oh and the fact that he's so humble! Also I hate second year uni LOL.Â
Loving you always,Â
Suri Â
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From One Moment to the Next
Sakuraâs lungs burned as her chest heaved with the exertion of a hard won fight. Scattered about the forest floor lay the dead bodies of their assailants. There were dozens of them. Men and women alike, all wearing hitai-ates with the symbol of Grass carved into it. Placing her hands on her hips, Sakura took a deep breath and looked over at Sasuke.Â
Her teammate looked whole and hale, but still, it was best to ask and be sure. âAny injuries?âÂ
Raising his brow, Sasuke gave her a droll look.Â
Huffing out a laugh, Sakura raised her hands. âJust checking.â Then, with a teasing twist to her grin, she added, âCanât have Itachiâs precious little brother getting hurt. Heâd never forgive me.â
Sasuke snorted. âYouâre so annoying.â Rolling his eyes and turning to face her fully, he said, âIf I had known how obnoxious the two of you would be once you started dating I never would have allowed it.â
This time it was Sakuraâs turn to snort. âAs if you couldâve stopped it. Besides,â Sakura said with a dramatic flip of her hair, âweâre not dating anymore. Weâre engaged.â
Sasukeâs eye twitched. âI canât believe youâre going to be my sister.â
âCould be worse,â Sakura said with a laugh. âCould be Naruto.â
Turning green, Sasuke shook his head to banish the thought from his mind. âCome on. We need to meet back up with the idiot and Kakashi.â
Sakura grunted, wondering what shape Kakashiâs eye might be in. Heâd had back to back solo missions, disrupting their regular healing sessions. She hoped he hadnât used his Sharingan too much in the meantime. He shouldnât have had to todayâthese Grass ninja were no match for Team Sevenâbut Kakashi wasnât exactly known for making the best decisions when it came to his physical health. So long as he didnât die, that was good enough for him.Â
And Sasuke called Naruto the moron.Â
Movement just behind Sasukeâs shoulder caught her eye. Before she could register what she was seeingâa bloodied but still very much alive Grass shinobi with a weapon aimed at her teammateâs backâSakura pushed Sasuke out of the way.Â
Haruno Sakura, the muscle of Team Seven. All brute strength but no speed.Â
The weapon pierced just below her sternum, the force of the throw pushing her backwards and pinning her against a tree. No shout nor scream escaped her lips. Only a shuddering, whisper of a gasp could be heard. Sakura wasnât sure what to call the weapon. A javelin? A lance? A pointed stick thicker than her forearms put together? Whatever it was was making it very hard for her to breathe.Â
A lung had been pierced. No matter how she gasped or tried to suck in a breath, she felt smothered. Several ribs were broken, obviously. As sweat poured down her brow and neck, Sakura brought her shaky hands up to claw at the piece of wood sticking out of her chest.Â
It wasnât moving. Why wasnât it moving?
She couldnât focus. Her chakra felt weak, sluggish, as if it was something far out of her reach. Hands feeling like lead, she tried again and again to break the object without success. Her forehead burned where her Byakugou Seal fought to be released. Sakura couldnât let that happen yet though. Not until she got this damn piece of wood out of her fucking chest. Her body wouldnât be able to heal with it in the way. Itâd be a waste of cell division.Â
A cough ripped its way from Sakuraâs throat, followed immediately by a river of blood and spit. Darkness encroached around the edges of her vision and she could no longer feel her fingers. Panic set in, making Sakura feel like a wild animal caught in a trap. Panic was the enemy in trauma situations. It made people lose their heads and rationality. It claimed just as many lives as kunai. If she wasnât careful, it would cost Sakura hers.Â
Think. She needed to think! She needed this weapon removed. She couldnât rely on her own strength to do it, so what else was there?Â
âSakura!â
Sasuke. Sasuke! Sakura could laugh with relief. She tried, too, but all that escaped her lips was a gurgle of more blood.Â
âSakuraâshit. Why arenât you healing? What do you need?â
Was he kidding? He had to be kidding. Could he not see the foreign object protruding from her chest cavity?Â
âOkay, itâsâitâs going to be okay,â he said, more to himself than her. He stared at her forehead with wide, red eyes. The tomoe of his Sharingan spun wildly as he waited for the surge of chakra to be released from her seal. His brows furrowed when he saw nothing. âWhyââ
âSakura! Bastard!â Naruto shouted as he flashed into their clearing like a streak of orange. âWhatâs the hold up? I want to get home for some ramâoh, shit, Sakura!â He appeared at her side and asked, âWhat happened?â
Sasuke smacked the back of his head. âWhat do you think happened, idiot? Thatâs not the problem.â
âYeah!â Naruto nodded frantically. âCome on, Sakura, why donât you fix yourself up?â
If she lived through this, she was going to kill them.Â
The darkness within her vision grew. She didnât have much time left. Sakura tried to take in some breath, tried to tell them what she needed, but all she could muster up was a wheeze.Â
âMove.â A new voice said, taking control of the situation. Sakuraâs eyes fluttered openâwhen had they closed?âto see three fuzzy-looking Kakashiâs before her. âWe need to remove the lance, and quick. Her seal canât do anything if sheâs dead.â
Thank the gods for Kakashi, Sakura thought. If she survived, sheâd buy him all the porny books he liked.Â
Everything had turned dark. There was a beating, sluggish and loud, reverberating again and again in her ears. The beating felt precious. Final. But her mind was dizzy with exhaustion, and she couldnât recall why that was important.Â
Sakura had once heard that as a person lay dying, they saw their life flash before their eyes. Instead of seeing the faces of her parents though, or scenes from her days at the Academy, time spent with her friends, training with Tsunade, all Sakura saw was Itachi. Itachi, drinking tea on the engawa as the sun rose over the horizon. Itachi, bringing her into wakefulness with soft kisses along her neck. Itachi, quietly walking beside Sakura on her way to the market, or the hospital, or to wherever else, just to spend a few extra moments with her.Â
The beating stopped.Â
The pain went away.Â
Sakuraâs eyes drifted shut.
#itasaku#uchiha itachi#haruno sakura#naruto#uchiha sasuke#hatake kakashi#fanfic#short fanfic#angst#drama#soon to be fluff#this fic is now up on#a03
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CHAPTER NIIIIIIINE IS HEEEEEERRREEEE
Pairings: (major ship, slow-ish burn) Uzumaki Naruto/Uchiha Sasuke, (minor ship, eventual) Haruno Sakura/Yamanaka Ino, (minor ship, eventualâŚmaybeâŚ..) Hatake Kakashi/Uchiha Obito, Team 7
Summary: Everyone knows the first rule of time travel is to make sure no one ever knows that you are from the future. So, when Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, and Kakashi are all sent back to nearly a year before the founding of Team 7, each of them have no idea that the others were sent back as well. What kinds of shenanigans will ensue as they try to alter a timeline they barely remember?
In whichâŚKakashi is determined to give his kids a better life this time around and ensure that they are strong enough to face the trials ahead (with a personal side quest to save Obito); Naruto plans to do everything in his power to stop Sasuke from leaving the village and save everyone he wasn't strong enough to help before; Sasuke wants nothing more than to use this second chance to save Itachi and be strong enough to destroy anyone who threatens what Itachi gave up in order to protect, starting with Danzo; and Sakura won't stop until she returns to her pre-time-travel level of badass so she can do her part in protecting her friends this time.
Team Seven Time Travel Fix-It Fic
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"It's Cold Outside. Warm Me Up?" - Itasaku
Summary: Itachi and Sakuro get assigned a mission in Kumo from Kakashi, shrouded in dark mystery. Will the two manage to solve the mystery and apprehend the criminals hiding behind the shadows of seemingly harmless entertainment establishments, or will they fail their task and get captured in the end? What will happen on the journey? Will things take an unexpected turn? Will they survive? And mostly: Will Itachi find love in the most unexpected places? And is that a blizzard coming their way?! (or for short, i'm bad at Summary, you read, you get the idea.)
#naruto#itasaku#itachi uchiha#male sakura haruno#sakura haruno#fanfiction#naruto fanfiction#fluff#uchiha itachi needs a hug and proper diet#sakuro is worried shitless bless his heart#naruto fandom#naruto shippuden fanfiction#the akatsuki live#well some of them#kakashi is trying his best to hokage
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a hokageâs lunch break.
rating: t word count: 1.2k
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âsakura-chan. what brings you by?â
âhello, hokage-sama. just thought Iâd come by and see you.â
âplease. didnât we go over the formalities, thing? you make it sound like weâre justâŚcolleagues.â kakashi clears his throat after a momentâs pause. âare you here for business? or am I in trouble?â
sslt.
sakura closing the door does not escape his notice. his eyes remain trained on hers as she draws closer, carrying what appears to be a bento box in her arms. innocent enough, but kakashi has known this young woman long enough now to where in such proximities like this, he is smart to be on edge; literally, and physically, in this moment. with his hands folded under the chin, and his body angled toward the edge of his seat beneath the desk, kakashi raises an eyebrow as sakura approaches with a mysterious twinkle in those eyes.
âI brought you lunch!â
âthatâsâŚkind of you.â
âwhat? I canât bring my favorite sensei lunch?â
âonly when she wants something.â
âwhat could I possibly want?â
âyou tell me. youâre the mastermind, here. Iâll still take the lunch, though.â
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The Flower Prince: A New Mission
Prompt- At first, he felt prideful of the praise his teammate [Sakura] was getting from the Prince. But the moment he saw the blush on her face and the arm around her waist, pride was no longer what he was feeling.
Word count: 1,497 words
Estimated Read Time: 6 minutes
Warnings: Not edited, sorry sorry.
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Although Kakashi may come off as indifferent to his team's dynamic, he did pay attention to them. Which was why he chose a simple escort mission. He had noticed the slight tension between Naruto and Sasuke, hell anyone would have noticed by the way they glared daggers into each other and how Sakura always had to be near to numb the awkwardness. Kakashi had hoped that this mission would reignite even a semblance of the teamwork they once had.Â
Naruto and Sakura stood talking about their mornings and whatever else came to mind. Sasuke stood to Sakuraâs left, looking up at the morning sky as it finally brightened. Pink and orange fighting for dominance over the blue night sky.Â
âSasuke-kun?â Kakashi noted how instantaneously the boy seemed to turn to face the pink-haired kunoichi. He wasnât shocked though- Sakura had a warm innocence to her that made the boys on her team fond and protective of her, including himself. It was something none of them had felt before due to the cards they were dealt. Sasuke had warmed up to Sakura the most, although the boy would never admit nor show it; assuming he had taken notice himself.Â
âHn.â came Sasukeâs typical response.Â
âYouâre always the first one to arrive⌠whyâs that?â the hesitance in her question was obvious.
Shaking his head he simply stated âIâm used to itâ before staring back ahead. Sakura nodded in understanding. It wasnât a secret that Sasuke had nightmares on occasion; they had experienced it firsthand on their first overnight mission. Poor kid probably didnât get much sleep.
âDam, that stupid flower prince is late.â scoffed Naruto, âEven Kakashi is here before him, that says a lot!â all three genin turned to glare at their sensei. Kakashi chuckled and looked behind them at the figure that approached.
âLooks like the Prince is here.â pointing behind them they all turned to look at the boy who seemed no older than them.Â
Sasuke noted that the boy had dark brown curls and complimenting hazel eyes- though he wasnât dressed as a Prince. He wore a sleeveless pale blue top with a black unzipped jacket, that didnât seem to be doing much as it hung off his shoulders, and dark wide-legged pants.
âSorry, Iâm late. I had to stop by to visit family before I left.â the prince bowed. Returning the gesture team 7 accepted the apology, Except for Naruto who had a few insults conjuring in his head while they waited for his arrival.Â
âYou think sorry is gonna cut it?! Weâve been waiting for two hours for you!! I even skipped breakfast to be here early.â Naruto complained, pointing an accusatory finger at the poor guy. About to speak again and try out some of his ever-so-creative insults, Sakura cut him off.Â
âNaruto! Thatâs no way to speak to a prince!â Sakura pulled Narutoâs ear as she lectured him about manners. Sakura had seemed to be nicer to Naruto since he saved her from Gaara, she normally would have punched him by now.
 Sasukeâs expression softened as he looked at his teammate's antics before he turned back to the prince and questioned him, he couldnât believe a Prince would be dressed and act so⌠un-prince- like. âWhat family were you visiting?â his monotone voice came, stopping Sakura and Narutoâs arguing.Â
Before the prince could respond Kakashi interjected, âThe Yamanaka right? Youâre a part of the clan, no?â at this, the Prince brightened up.Â
âThat is correct sir, my name is Yamanaka Daiki. I am from the branch of the family with no real ninjas, which is embarrassing-â Daiki blushed scratching the back of his neck, â but we try to serve our village as their leaders.â
âYouâre related to that Ino-pig?!â Sakura practically screeched.Â
âAh, you must be Sakura Haruno. I assumed such based on your hair, Ino told me about you guys.â Daiki stated as he smiled at Sakura.
âWhat did she say?â Both Sakura and Naruto asked at the same time, Sasuke himself also seemed curious about what Ino had to say about himself and his teammates, not that he cared much about her opinion- she always irritated him.
âHe can tell us on the way.â Kakashi ordered, âWe should get going.â
They formed a line, not something they would normally do on a mission, but, they were close to the village, so, not much trouble would likely arise. Sakura and Sasuke stood to the right of Daiki and Naruto to the left.Â
With that, they set off on their mission, Sasuke and Sakura naturally falling into pace with each other, something they seemed to do often, Kakashi noted.
âWhat did she say about me?â Naruto piped up.
âNaruto right?â the boy nodded, âWell⌠she called you annoying. But she said that you were a good ninja. She told me that she admires your bravery, although quite stupid at times. I hear that you managed to beat that Hyuga guy?â Kakashi, who was walking in front of them, allowed a smile to form as he read his book. It was good to know that his [Narutoâs] comrades were starting to recognize him as a capable ninja.Â
âYou bet I did! I wasnât going to let that jerk win after what he did to Hinata-chan.â Naruto yelled.
âStop screaming dobe. He doesnât need to hear your annoying voice get any louder.â Sasuke gave him a condescending look, knowing that it would rile up the blonde. Naruto was about to fire back an insult but stopped as Daiki spoke again.Â
âUchiha Sasuke. You seem to have quite an effect on women. Ino went on about how âcuteâ and âhandsomeâ you are. She rambled about how you were such a strong ninja and how she was going to be your future wife.â Daiki let out a small chuckle at the memory.
Sakura couldnât help but roll her eyes at the expected description of Sasuke from Ino. Although, she couldnât argue much as she probably would have said something similar a few months ago.
âIno said that you were a mysterious guy; she likes you, I guess? You should have seen how flustered and blushy she got when talking about youâ Sasuke let out an unamused huff. âBut she wasnât wrong on some of that, you do seem to be strong. Youâre an Uchiha, my people have heard plenty of the Uchiahaâs strength.â
Turning to Sasuke, Sakura gave him a smile signifying that she agreed with Daikiâs statement. Meeting her gaze Sasuke stared at her blankly before looking straight ahead once more.Â
âWhat did she say about Sakura-chan?â asked Naruto, he was genuinely curious as he knew those two girls had a past.Â
âSakuraâŚâ his voice trailed off as he let out a sigh, âI donât want to say.â
âWhy not?â Naruto questioned.
âI wouldnât want to offend Sakura-chan.â
âDaiki-san, please? I need-â Sakura caught herself before continuing,â Itâs not like I care what she thinks but, Iâm curious about what she said.â Sakura stared down at her feet. Glancing behind him, Kakashi noticed how the Princeâs gaze lingered on Sakura for a moment too long.Â
âFine, as you insist.â Sakura's head shot up as she tried her best to look indifferent. âShe told me about how you guys were ârivalsâ and how you had distinct pink hair. Something about how you were weak and useless if I remember clearly?â Glancing to his right Daiki looked at Sakuraâs hair, it was a nice shade of pink but it did look like it was cut unprofessionally.Â
âAh- I see.â her voice came just above a whisper. Sakuraâs usually pristine posture had slumped.Â
âBut, she said that she thinks of you as a sister. She said that you also impressed her, like when you cut your hair and broke free from her jutsu...â
âYou broke from her jutsu?â Sasuke asked. This was the first time he had heard of this.Â
Sakura carefully nodded, âYeah.âÂ
âYou should have seen her teme- they tied, but Sakura-chan should have won. She looked so cool!â Naruto gloated for her.Â
She didnât know why but she suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as all eyes seemed to have fallen on her. She rushed ahead of the boys and walked beside Kakashi, who gave her a pat on the head to comfort the embarrassed preteen before continuing to read his interesting book. Sasuke felt some sort of pride overcome him at what he just learned. To his knowledge it was extremely difficult, if not impossible, to break from the mind-transfer jutsu, especially for a genin.Â
âSakura-chan is quite impressive,â Daiki said to no one in particular.Â
Naruto nodded, âYeah she is! Sheâs been improving a ton recently, right Sasuke-teme?â
Sasuke subconsciously nodded in agreement. He had noticed a drastic change in the girl after the forest of death. On more than one occasion, Sasuke had come across Sakura training on their off days.
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Hush Hush
Itâs a warm day in Konoha as Naruto Uzumaki runs up to his teammates, Sasuke Uchiha and Sakura Haruno. Theyâve been waiting for him on the bridge- probably for a little too long- but he is not to blame nearly as much as his spoiled milk. When he approaches the two other Genin, he excitedly greets them with a smile.Â
âSakura, Sasuke!â
Naruto stands in front of his friends and waits for whatever it is they have to say in response to him, though he doesnât really care. They have their normal D-rank missions today- stupid grunt work like walking dogs, picking weeds, catching cats, and babysitting noble children- but Naruto has something more important on his mind; Iruka-Senseiâs upcoming birthday.
âNaruto, youâre late!â Sakura scolds, then pauses to look at his face. âOh, no. You look like youâre up to no good this morning.â
âYeah, now that she mentions it, you have even more pep in your step than usual,â Sasuke points out as he crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.
âIruka-Senseiâs birthday is in a couple months!â Naruto exclaims, though neither Sakura nor Sasuke look very impressed with the important information heâs just told them.
âAnd?â Sasuke questions with a raised eyebrow. âWhy should I care?â
âWell, yâknow, heâs like a dad to me,â Naruto answers, speaking a little quieter now. Sakuraâs expression softens, but Sasukeâs remains unmoving; uncaring as always. Naruto canât stand that about the Uchiha. âI want to do something for him! It took me a while to come up with something, but I think I have a good plan. The only problem is that I need both you guysâ help with it.â
âAnd why would I want to do that?â
âCâmon, Sasuke, Iruka-Sensei was a good teacher to all of us and you know it!â Sakura argues and places a hand on Sasukeâs shoulder. Unsurprisingly, Sasuke scoffs and pulls away. âThe least we could do is do something nice for him!â
âFine,â Sasuke sighs and looks at Naruto. âWhatâs your plan, then?â
âNow thatâs where it gets tricky,â Naruto laughs nervously, then continues. He doesnât meet either of his teammatesâ eyes. âI was thinking, Iruka-Sensei works way too much. Like, itâs so bad that he spends all his time teaching, doing dumb teacher stuff that isnât teaching, or training! He has no friends, itâs actually kinda sad, but what if we got him a girlfriend?â
âYour idea of a birthday gift is setting up this poor, traumatized, overworked man with a date?âÂ
âSasuke, donât be such a downer!â Sakura insists. âI think itâs a great idea- Iruka-Sensei could use a little love in his life! He does seem pretty lonely.â
âI donât think thatâs such a great idea⌠Hm,â Sasuke shrugs in what appears to be a reluctant agreement. âFine. Since you two are so excited about it, Iâll help, but I refuse to take the blame if it backfires.â
Suddenly, the final member of their team shows up; Kakashi, whoâs even later than Naruto. The Jonin flickers down to stand behind Naruto.
âMan, you guys are awful,â Kakashi laughs, looking terribly amused. âYour poor former Sensei is overworked and his birthday is coming up, so you think what he needs is a girlfriend? Like that wonât add more stress and commitment to his life?â
âK-Kakashi-Sensei!â Naruto jumps and whirls around to face Kakashi, whose chest he nearly slams his head into. âWhen did you get here!?â
âBefore you did, Naruto, I was just hiding in the trees to listen to your little scheme,â Kakashi explains. âYou know, you really shouldnât make a habit of being so late to things.â
âLike youâre one to talk!? Youâre even more late than I am!â
âTsk tsk. Do as I say, not as I do, youâll live much happier lives that way. That being said, shall we get started for the day?â
All three of them answer, Narutoâs birthday gift for Iruka forgotten for now.
âYes, Kakashi-Sensei!â
~
Later that day, Sakura gathers her two teammates to revisit their plan for Irukaâs birthday. The gist of Narutoâs idea is to find someone in the village that would be a good fit for Iruka and set them up on a blind date around the day of Irukaâs birthday. It sounds sensible enough, but when Sakura finds herself dragged along with Sasuke to lurk in a tree just outside of the academy, she canât help but be a tad confused about whatâs going on.
âOkay, so I understand why you want to get Iruka-Sensei a girlfriend, but how are we going to do that by stalking him?â Sakura questions while furrowing her brow in confusion.
âWell, we have to make sure he doesnât already have a super secret hidden relationship first!â Naruto answers oh-so-confidently, to which Sasuke pinches the bridge of his nose between his pointer finger and his thumb before responding with an exasperated-
âGod, youâre a fucking idiot.â
âI dunno, I think itâs a fair point,â Sakura acquiesces to Narutoâs idea, even if she doesnât want to admit that she agrees with the hardheaded blond more than she does with Sasuke. âItâd be pretty awkward if we tried to set him up on a date only to find out heâs already with someone.â
âYup! Just as I said!â Naruto says in a terribly loud whisper, his bright blue eyes trained on Iruka as he walks out of the academy. Unfortunately, Iruka isnât an idiot. He looks around, clearly on guard and aware of the fact that heâs not alone when he leaves work. Naruto is oblivious to it. âSo weâre just gonna follow him for a few days, get a hang of his routine. Surely if heâs seeing someone weâd notice them, so if we donât see anything, we can go ahead with the real plan!â
âFine, if you say soâŚâ Sakura trails off. âI have a bad feeling about this.â
~~
Sasuke Uchiha has a single goal in life; to kill his brother, Itachi Uchiha, and avenge his clan. So, he doesnât like wasting time on trivial things like romance or D-Rank missions, preferring to spend his time training and doing more important things. That being said, since being assigned to squad seven, Sasuke has learned that he can make connections with people- whether he wants to or not. Sakura and Naruto are both very persistent and surprisingly endearing, so he canât help but love them dearly, even if he will never admit it out loud to either of them.
Because of that love, he goes along with their foolish plan to set Iruka up on some sort of date. A couple of weeks have passed since Naruto mentioned his idea to them and they havenât gotten any closer to bringing that idea to fruition. Irukaâs birthday draws closer and closer by the day.
Sasuke canât understand why his teammates have such an interest in their former teacherâs love life, but if itâll make them happy, he figures that helping with them wonât hurt. The only issue is that both of them are horrendous at hiding both their Chakra and their presence because theyâre so noisy and unskilled. Sasuke, the more talented of the three, decides that to make any progress with getting an idea of Irukaâs routine while remaining unnoticed is staking Iruka out by himself.
So far, heâs been successful. They offered to go with him to track Iruka today, but he feigned a stomach bug and said he had to get home. The other two Genin, dejected, went to their own homes to do God knows what, leaving Sasuke to his own devices. He followed Iruka to the academy to watch him teach, to his lunch break, back to the academy, and finally to his humble apartment. Conveniently enough, Sasuke manages to hide just outside of Irukaâs large window. He concentrates his Chakra to his hands so he can hang on to the window sill without hurting his fingers or falling off. He activates his Sharingan and peers through the window.
Iruka hasnât done much since heâs been home; graded some papers, cooked dinner. Sasuke has noticed, however, that Iruka set his kitchen table with two spots; directly across from each other, each with a plate, a cloth napkin, silverware, and a wine glass. In the middle of the table is a vase of red roses, and Iruka has an ungodly amount of scented candles lit across the apartment.Â
Suddenly, Iruka perks up and rushes to the front door.
âOh, heâs here!â
Sasuke watches. Much to his surprise, when Iruka opens the door, thereâs none other than Kakashi standing on the other side. Sasukeâs lips gently part in shock as he listens to the words that come from Kakashiâs mouth.
âIruka-Sensei, I missed you today.â
âI missed you too, KakashiâŚâ Iruka pulls Kakashi into the apartment in a way thatâs overly familiar, shuts the door, and wraps his arms around the Joninâs taller body. Kakashi hugs him back. Sasuke has never seen such affectionate or intimate displays from either man, and to be honest, heâs incredibly uncomfortable now that he has. He shouldnât be here. He shouldnât be seeing this. Damn Naruto and Sakura for dragging him into this stupid nonsense⌠âItâs good to see you. Iâve had a long day.â
âYouâre telling me,â Kakashi breaks loose from Irukaâs hug and walks to the kitchen with the Chunin following him like a lost puppy. âI donât know how you handled those three for so long on top of a dozen other children.â
âAre you ready for dinner?â Iruka asks as Kakashi sits at the dinner table.
âYeah, Iâm pretty hungry.â
âGreat.â
Iruka grabs the pot full of spaghetti that he had been working on, serves them both a plateful, and sets it back on the stove. Then, he sits across from Kakashi. The two eat in comfortable, romantic silence. Sasuke doesnât miss how they sneak the occasional glance at each other with such sickening affection in their eyes when they think the other isnât looking.
âSo⌠Are the kids still following you?â Kakashi questions.
Sasukeiâs stomach drops. Iruka knew, he knew that much, but Kakashi, too? Theyâve both known about their plan the whole time. How embarrassingâŚ
âYeah, pretty much any time they havenât been with you today, they were outside of the academy stalking me or following me home. Pretty creepy, to be honest.â
âTheyâre ridiculous,â Kakashi laughs and shakes his head. Somehow, he has managed to hide his face from Sasuke while eating impeccably with the simple use of one hand. From the angle theyâre at, though, Iruka must have seen Kakashiâs face⌠He mustâve seen it anyway. Theyâre dating, after all. Itâs a weird thought; that Iruka knows so much more about Kakashi than any of the rest of them do. How did this even happen in the first place, though? Why are they hiding it? âI meant to tell you that I heard what theyâre up to. It took me a bit to piece it together, but they think youâre single.â
âWhat does that have to do with this?â Iruka demands.
âYou wonât believe me, but⌠They want to set you up on a date with a woman as some sort of weird birthday gift.â
âSeriously?â Iruka groans, then face-palms. âBad at teamwork and bad at using their gaydars. Who wouldâve guessed?â
âI could have, honestly, itâs not out of character for them to do this shit,â Kakashi sighs. Then, his gaze flickers to the window. âBut before we continue this, Iruka, I donât think weâre alone.â
âShitâŚâ Sasuke whispers under his breath, knowing that his confusion about the entire situation made him lose focus on controlling his Chakra.
âSasuke, go home, will you?â Kakashi raises his voice to say while pulling his mask back up. âIâm trying to have a private conversation with my boyfriend.â
Saying nothing, Sasuke listens and scurries away as fast as possible. Who knows what sort of consequences this fiasco will have for them come morningâŚ
~~~
A couple of days pass after Sasuke stalks their shared dinner at Irukaâs apartment. Kakashi doesnât say anything to his Genin students about the incident or about the situation in general- mostly because itâs awkward, but also because watching them squirm in guilt about going behind Irukaâs back is hilarious. He doesnât know if Sasuke has told his other squad members about what occurred at Irukaâs apartment, but he does know that the situation is making Iruka increasingly nervous.
So, they schedule a dinner at Ichiraku with Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura to clear the air.
The five sit at Ichiraku on the tiny red stools at the bar. While Kakashi sits on the very outer corner and Iruka sits on the inside, their three students sit between them with Naruto next to Iruka, Sasuke next to Kakashi, and Sakura in the middle. The silence is deafening minus the occasional noodle slurping- at least until Kakashi clears his throat and speaks up.
âSo, Sasuke already knows, but we invited you here tonight to tell you something important.â
Naruto perks up at that, lightly elbowing Iruka, who looks back at him with a blush.
âWhat is it, Iruka-Sensei?â
âKakashi overheard your plan to set me up on a date, and he told me all about it,â Iruka says with a nervous chuckle and scratches his chin. Kakashi simply watches with hearts in his eyes. He didnât want their two year long relationship to come out like this, but heâs happy that theyâre able to tell their students after hiding it for so long. Itâll be a weight lifted off of both of their shoulders- that and they can finally start inviting the kiddos to dinner after work without worrying about what theyâll say. âIâm happy to inform you that thereâs no need to do that, as kind of a gesture as it is. Iâm already dating someone and have been for over a year.â
âWhat? Who is she? Do I know her!?â Naruto excitedly asks question after question, which makes Kakashi struggle to hold back his laughter.
âIs it Anko?â Sakura inquires, and itâs a valid inquiry since Anko and Iruka are close friends and coworkers, but she doesnât know just how wrong she is.
âNo, itâs Kakashi,â Iruka clarifies.
Sasuke doesnât appear even remotely surprised, as he had found out days earlier, though itâs apparent that he didnât bother telling Sakura or Naruto. Sakuraâs seafoam eyes are blown wide as she damn near chokes on her ramen, and Naruto looks like heâs barely able to keep from screaming the roof off of the establishment with the shock that takes over his expression.
âWhat?â Naruto shoots straight up and frantically looks between Kakashi and Iruka, who are now smiling at each other. âWhy didnât you tell me!?â
âWell, Naruto, itâs complicated. As much as we love each other, and as much as Iruka wants to be transparent with you all about things,â Kakashi explains and waits for all three of his students to be paying attention before he continues. âI have led a very dangerous life. Iâve fought in wars, been a squad captain of the Anbu, fought Orochimaru⌠Iâve come close to death a lot of times. Iruka leads a more peaceful life than I, and if everyone else were to know about our relationship, he could be a target for people looking to hurt me. Weâve only hidden it for this long to protect each other.â
â...Oh,â Naruto says quietly.
Thankfully, he seems to understand. Kakashi lets out a sigh of relief. He was half-expecting Naruto to release the ninetails and maul him to death for daring to touch his beloved teacher- now father figure. Naruto doesnât overreact in an angry or sad manner, though. Sakura and Sasuke are clearly neutral about it as Sakura taps Sasukeâs shoulder and questions-
âWait, Sasuke, how did you know?â
âI went off to trail Irukaâs nighttime routine on my own the other night and saw them having dinner together. Theyâve known about us following them the whole time because you two canât hide your Chakra,â Sasuke scoffs like heâs better than his two teammates, because why wouldnât he? Kakashi opens his mouth to clarify that the Uchiha isnât much better since he was spotted by Kakashi as well the other night, but before he can, Sasuke admits to it. âKakashi caught me, though.â
âSo we should keep this a secret too then, right?â Sakura asks.
âIf you wouldnât mind,â Kakashi nods as he finishes up his food and pays the tab before Iruka can stop him from doing so. âWe still donât want anyone else to know, we only told you three so youâd stop snooping.â
âDamn!â Naruto yells and holds his head in his hands. At first, Kakashi is slightly concerned. The following claim from the blond makes all of them laugh, though, and whatever concern was there quickly fades. âThat means Iâm going to have to save money to buy Iruka-Sensei an actual birthday gift instead of surprising him with my super awesome plan!â
âSeriously? You idiot!â Sakura raises her voice and crosses her arms as she yells at Naruto with pink cheeks. âIâd help you pay for it, ya know!â
âMe too, actually,â Sasuke quietly agrees, trying to seem like he doesnât care when he clearly does.
Kakashi laughs once more. Meanwhile, Iruka objects. His chocolate brown eyes flicker between the three Genin.
âNo, no,â The brunette insists and shakes his head ânoâ. âThatâs not necessary. None of you need to get me a birthday gift. Just a birthday wish on the day will suffice. If you insist on getting me a gift, I donât want you to waste your hard earned money on it. So make me a card or a cake or something of that nature, okay?â
âYes, Iruka-Sensei,â The three agree, and with that, theyâre all back to enjoying their meal and their drinks.
Just then, Kakashi realizes.
Irukaâs birthday is in a little under two months and he still hasnât gotten Iruka a gift eitherâŚ
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