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uchihashisuii · 2 years ago

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at the end of all things. | Obito/OFC

Summary: The name of the person most suited to mirror your heart is scarred clear upon your skin. Sometimes, this eases the path to fate. Sometimes, it does not. | Soulmate AU

Pairing: Uchiha Obito/Nara Akari | Uchiha Shisui/Nara Akari (Past)

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3336

Prompt: Any AU + Identity

Content warning for introspection and a huge character and relationship study. one instance of a non-graphic attempted suicide

Author’s Note: this is just 3k word vomit abt my oc akari for @obito-week

Ao3

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The name of the person most suited to mirror your heart is scarred clear upon your skin. Sometimes, this eases the path to fate.

Sometimes, it does not.

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A misstep, a novel indulgence of rain-soaked branches and two people crashing into one another high in the trees. Brown eyes meet black eyes and it is both the beginning and the end.

Akari meets Shisui, and things slot easily into place.

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They're young, yet not unburdened. Soul marks are a flight of fancy, not something one such as a shinobi needs fret over. A fairy tale, a warning. Shisui teaches her there is more to life than her black-and-white existence as a weapon for ROOT, and Akari knows there cannot possibly be another out there more suited for her hidden heart.

There is danger in their lives, blood and fear and no room for anything other than village. And yet -

And yet.

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Akari and Shisui grow together, fumbling hands of nervous teenagers discovering a budding love and affection. There comes the day when both anticipate and yet dread the appearance of their soul marks - what do they do if it isn't each other?

What do they do if it is?

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When her name does come, it curves over the jagged scars against the side of her throat. An almost delicate contrast, in thin lines and artful kanji of a name she recognizes, and yet does not.

Horror blooms bright on Akari's tongue as she traces the rounded edge of the first character with the tip of a trembling finger, sitting right above her pulse-point. It almost seems to chase her touch, this familiar-yet-not name, her heart skipping a beat as her lips part, forming the name of the one she is destined to love.

Uchiha Obito

She covers it with her palm. Her hand does not move until she pulls on a high-collared shirt, and runs with feet as quick as wings to the Uchiha compound.

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Mikoto is quick to school her incredulity into the gentle and encouraging smile of a supportive mother. She reads the name on Akari's tender neck, reads it once more, and reads it again. Shares a look with Fugaku; impossible the word that wavers on the tip of her tongue. Death parts everyone, and when it happens the names left behind fade on skin until there is naught but an old and silver scar of a promise once kept.

If she tilts her head and squints, it does indeed look as though the kanji for Obito is fading away, lighter than the rest. Mikoto feels her heart begin to ache at the thought; a little girl bearing the burden of a name most have forgotten, a name of a child's sacrifice lost to history, embedded in the memorial stone and the mournful remembrance of friends.

Akari's whisper is barely a breath, vulnerability palpable as the fifteen-year-old bites down her sadness, her shame. "Take it away."

Ah, Mikoto sighs, and kneels before the young girl, holding her small hands between both of her own. It is not a thing to be taken, not by anyone; not by jutsu or blade or fire. To cut it away will bring it back in another place; to mar it with ink will change its shape for maybe a day.

"I want to choose for myself," Akari murmurs into the silence, steeling her resolve and lifting her chin, challenging fate with hardened eyes and clenched fists. She had chosen, already; heart belonging utterly to Shisui, and unable to accept the fact that whatever force had cursed mortals with knowledge of their soulmate had decreed him unworthy of her heart. Shisui is hers as much as she is his, and nothing will tear them apart.

Mikoto feels her mouth quirk into a small smile, nodding her head as she squeezes Akari's hands, and tells her the truth: that there is always a choice.

She is still smiling, albeit sadly, when she imparts the other facet of truth: that she only knows of one person with that name, and he has been gone from them for too long. Taken from them in an act of selflessness, gone in the name of kindness and friendship and something almost like cruelty. Children deserve to live, not fight wars.

Akari blinks wide brown eyes up at her, small and guarded heart already beginning to tighten. She grieves anew that her name is lost to most - only immortalized in stone and the mournful memories of those who called him a friend.

If nothing else, Uchiha Obito will have her. She is Shisui's as much as he is hers, in differing facets of love and connection. She doesn't need the gentle encouragement from Mikoto to remember that Itachi is hers, too; a different love but love all the same. The black-eyed Uchihas who had welcomed Akari with open arms and minds, who had helped along the path to learning what love could mean.

And now, young and nearly afraid, oddly grieved and chest heavy from a distant sadness - Akari resolves that she will be Obito's, too; and he will be hers. If no one else, she will remember. There is a choice, always; and she has chosen and will continue to choose who it is she loves, who she allows to be branded upon her heart as well as her skin.

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Shisui's soul mark never appeared. Not unheard of, but unusual nonetheless. A gift, perhaps; fate decrying that just as there is destiny, so too is there choice. His skin remains scarred and bruised from his tireless work as shinobi, and even without the physical manifestation of love still he wears his heart on his sleeve, openly affectionate and caring and charming and oh, Akari loves him so.

Itachi begins wearing his long hair in a low tail, soft strands falling gracefully down his back. There are a few months where he casually slips a palm to the back of his neck, as though ensuring something is covered.

Akari notices, and does not ask. Itachi offers no explanation. She gives herself no time to agonize over it, doesn't have the strength to face head-on her suspicions that he now bears Shisui's name. He loves them both, as they both love him; and nothing will tear their dynamic to shreds, not even one of them.

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She questions fate once more, when her world topples for the second time around her shoulders. The first, that day she met her other half. The second, the day he leaves her permanently.

Shisui is gone, and she is adrift. Love everlasting, even in a memory. Even in a dream.

She doesn't sleep, doesn't mourn. Pushes herself that much harder, in some misguided attempt to flee from her own shattered heart. He's gone, by his own hand, and she will be forced to confront the childish idea she'd clung to that her ill-fated love hadnt been enough to keep his hand in hers.

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Soulmates aren't worth this, surely? This ache, ever-present and digging sharp fingers into her too-full chest. A day dawns and she nearly takes a blade to the name that's followed her for just shy of ten years, jaw set and tears misting her vision. Be rid of it, be rid of the shackles and the pain and the startling lack of choice.

She'd loved Shisui, and it hadnt been enough. Because he wasn't hers, wasn't etched into her skin as he had been in her heart. The blade kisses her pulse, a sharp sting of reality that tells her she dances on the edge of something terrible.

She needs to let go. Must accept. Shisui would want her to live, and in the small and half-mad part of her subconscious she thinks Obito would want that, too. Would want suffering to end, would want life to flourish despite hardship.

The knife falls, and she doesn't even have a grave to apologize to for nearly losing herself to hysteric grief.

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Akari had wondered, more often than she'd ever admit, if she would have loved him. Uchiha Obito. Fingertips dancing over the name, where it hides beneath a high collar; she wonders if they'd have been friends. The name is faded, but not enough; a mystery that keeps her awake more often that she would care to admit. Death parts, but his name is still dark as ink amidst the tattered tangle of her scarred neck. He's not - alive, but he isn't dead, either. Does she even have the right to - to what? To hope? She hadnt known him. Would never have known him, save for fate and the gods above deciding on a whim that they were destined to entwine.

(A gift, they call the marks. A curse, others. Akari still doesn't know, tells herself she doesn't care. She'd been given the name of a dead child, and had chosen to love a different boy who would still die. It aches, deep in her bones.)

She'd gotten the odd story from Kakashi over the years, of a little boy who yearned to prove himself. Bright orange goggles perched on his nose, perpetually late because he would never say no to anyone needing a helping hand.

Together with Kakashi they mourned of opportunities and friends lost, too many to count. And Akari indulged herself in small and idle fantasies of finding a friend, of bonding with a sweet boy with a resolve to topple mountains; of kindness freely offered and a heart that she really would have liked to call her own.

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A half-dozen people have Naruto's name somewhere in their skin, with the jinchuriki's own body dusted from neck to ankle in twice as many. It takes the unending confidence and warmth of a hyper-active teenager to make Akari realize that soulmates are two hearts calling out to one another and finding a kindred spirit. It is romance, and friendship, and brotherhood, and a million differing facets of love. Bonds come in every form, multitudes of colours and shapes. Fate can be embraced, as readily as it can be ignored. She is marked with the name of a dead little boy, and still she had loved and been loved in return by a man who bore no name. She had seen soulmates come together and fall apart, had borne witness to an intrinsic bond that never once turned to anything other than familial. A woman's name belonging to an older woman who embraced her as a child. A man with two names whose hands were never empty of either. One of the Sannin, name long gone from her fair skin, only to have a new one appear nearly two decades later.

Fate is cruel as well as kind, and none can define with often fallible words just what sort of bond awaits you.

Akari sets aside romantic tales of true love and holds tight to those she'd loved and lost. She will carry Shisui, Itachi, and Obito in her heart, and offers silent prayers that they will find one another in the next life.

She has the children she looks after, the orphans who call her okasan when she isn't around to listen. She has her friends, who bolster her heart and help her to stand when she wavers. She has the love she feels for her village, her clan, and her people. They all each take up space in her heart, and Akari feels the tender and warm realization of fulfillment.

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And then once more fate decides to make her life a cruel irony. The Fourth War rages and the adrenaline and the fear give way to something far more cruel. Akari fights alongside Sai -her heart, her hope, her son- and stands tall amidst the certainty of her life and where she had decided it would go. There is always a choice. And she'd decided to break the shackles of a past filled with horror, fight free of the torture and the iron grip of Danzo. To remember those she had loved and lost, and find strength in loving again. To choose to fight for a future she has decided she will be a part of.

It still hurts, like hell most days. But still she fights. Remembers who she fights for -herself, her friends, two dead boys that linger in her heart- and stands tall amidst a threat that could take it all away in a blink.

Akari resolves not to let that happen. Tightens her fist around the pommel of Shisui's tanto, and strides toward death.

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Obito sees her, the kunoichi at Kakashi’s side, with shoulder-length brown hair that hides half her face as she swings her lithe body, leg thrown out in a side kick. The pale sash tied at her waist billows with the movement, reminiscent of a medic's apron. He's frozen, locked in a vision of a bygone age; his indiscretion allows the woman to come close enough that he can see his own panicked expression, reflected back at him in her dark eyes.

Rin, he thinks to himself, something stark and empty weighing down his chest.

The kunoichi's hair whips across her forehead as she kicks out her leg, teeth bared and dried blood smeared down her cheek. Her grin is feral, and Obito sees the clear sign of protector writ across her expression, her body language. He's too stunned to even utilize kamui, still hopelessly locked in a genjutsu of his own creation as the woman's features blur into those of his first friend, his first love. His arms move out of pure instinct as her body twists, catching her kick with his gunbai; it rattles his arm, and her eyes narrow before shoving away. Her body arcs back, landing in a low stance and pulling free her blade.

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Not the most romantic way one meets their soulmate, but Akari thinks it's all rather par for the course in the life of a shinobi. She doesn't have time to digest her own feelings on the matter; they are at war, and Kakashi is still helplessly aggrieved at her six and the fate of the world still hinges on this one night.

She can worry about the name on her neck in a few hours.

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Obito's soul mark is in the middle of his back. No matter how hard he shifts and moves he can never reach it, left only grasping at the whispered promise of what if? He can only catch glimpses of it in the mirror, fleeting and blurry and hard to read. A given name, no last name. Strange occurrence, to be sure, but - he doesn't care.

He'd never cared for it. Knew it wasn't - who he might have wanted it to be, once. Before the cave. Before Madara. Before.

It still comes as a shock when the girl he'd seen fight beside Kakashi all but shoves her tanto into the holster at the small of her back, march over to him with something unreadable in her eyes, and forcefully shove his shoulder until he turns.

He bristles, because of course he does. Rudely handled, and showing his back to an enemy. (His mind works faster than his heart, for once; are they enemy? they are not allies, not as of this moment. He's still lurching from the vertigo of a forgotten-and-remembered heart, of deciding to walk tall as Obito and not as no one. He has a name. Someone else bears his name. He's not thinking about it)

His shoulders bunch somewhere near his ears, that old petulance shining through in the pout he knows he wears. Her fingers are cold on his naked back, and Obito fights back the urge to snap at her to fuck off when he realizes she traces his name.

He's distracted by laughter. Hers, he surmises; this odd slip of a girl that pokes and prods and he lets her because what other choice is there? He's wrung out and exhausted and so much had transpired this one single night that he doesn't even have any remaining brain capacity to care that a stranger is pressing her nose against his soul mark.

"At least we match," she says between bubbles of laughter, dancing on the edge of hysteric. And Obito is mystified because - what?

"What?" He says, intelligently, voice more gruff and tone more annoyed that he'd intended. But -point of order- they're still in the middle of a battlefield, threat to entirety of the shinobi world still looming large despite his choice to turncoat and remember who he once was.

Curiosity wills out, and he turns. Meets her eye. Hands wringing together, dirt and bruises across her face. Up close, she looks nothing like Rin - but that stubborn, warm and open fire in her eyes. She's - familiar isnt the right word. He'd never met her, had maybe seen her once or twice during his reconnaissance in Konoha before the outbreak of the war. Just another shinobi, just another nameless blade.

She lifts a hand and he tenses, ready for a fight, as instinctive as breathing. They are allied for only a moment, and he isn't sure if he had been the one to bring the knife down on those she loved.

But she only hooks a finger into the hem of her shirt, yanking down the high collar and exposing her throat to him. Head tilted to the side, flush of red colouring her cheeks, she says not a word.

He sucks in a breath, brows furrowed in incredulity. It isn't difficult to make out, over the dappled skin. For a moment he thinks she mocks him, the scarred skin so reminiscent of his own. But - he sees it. Clear as day. His name, staring him in the face from the tender neck of someone he'd tried to kill.

He's found miss no-last-name. At the end of all things. And then he's laughing with her.

To be intrinsically tied to him? Him? He almost apologizes to her for the inconvenience.

They share the same hysterics, the sheer irony of fate. For a moment, he thinks she looks lovely when she laughs.

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The sky bleeds red, and Akari dreams. Or had she been dreaming? At last, at last - fate defies all odds once again. She meets Obito and he's an ass but he's kind, too, in this last hour since he'd decided to fix what he'd wrought. He was witty and strong and he'd helped her stand when she'd nearly buckled from being overwhelmed. A hand reaching out, tentative and very nearly hopeful. When this is - over, can we talk?

Yes. Of course. She had smiled through the daze, and promised him a conversation.

And now she dreams. Of Obito, of Shisui. Of all she'd lost and found and hoped for, all of it bleeding together into one simple weaving of her heart's desire. Happiness, of those around her. And if there's some left over, then, well. Maybe some for her, too.

(In her dream, she is laughing. There are no names, there is only warmth.)

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Akari wakes, and the world is quiet. For a moment, panic seizes her chest. They had lost, and everyone is -

A steadying breath, and then another. Her eyes slowly open, and in the far distance she can see the sun begin to crest over the horizon. Much closer, Obito sits at her side, in silent vigil. She's - disoriented. Touched, nervous, excited. Definitely just disoriented.

"Hey," she whispers into the gloom of morning, throat burning and skull pounding from the effort of clinging to consciousness. She'll not let herself miss this moment, this calm between storms. Things are quiet, and he is here, and she's going to allow herself to be happy for that.

"Hey," Obito says back, something tentative in the way he turns towards her. Almost shy, with his hunched shoulders and wringing hands. But still he smiles, very nearly teasing, and offers his hand for her to stand. "Miss no-last-name."

Her neck burns, her name beckons. Akari smiles, and takes his hand.

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empressofthesunwriter · 1 year ago

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Nothing is True

… Everything is permitted.

What is real?

What is not?

Is she just turning crazy or are other powers at work?

One thing is clear Kohana will get to the bottom of this and maybe change the whole Ninja-World at the same time.

S.I. Third Shinobi World War

!PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!

I thought long and heard what should be the next chapter.

I was unsure if I could write more original chapters since the secrets I wanted to reveal like where Carina/Sakuya Piece of Eden is come after Kannabi Bridge.

I thought of making a chapter about how Kohana gets her summons, but that would be a big revelation of a few things and it needs to happen after Kanabi Bridge.

So I thought let's just tackle that mission!

So enjoy Kannabi Bridge :D

Chapter 11: The Kannabi Bridge

Four years later...on the border to Kusagakura

"See Rin how simple it is?", said Kohana to her best friend, while the twirling orb of chakra rested on her right hand. "You completed already the three steps for the Rasegan, now it's just a matter of combining them."

The Medical-Nin locked frustrated at her own hand.

"I try Kohana-Chan, really do. Maybe Rasegan is not for me.", she signed.

"Now Rin.", joined Minato-Sensei the two girls. "Anyone gets Rasegan down at their own time, I needed four years to perfect it and Kohana bet me in completing it in two weeks."

This made Kohana blush and rub her neck.

"Only because I had Eagle-Vision to help me and I had you Minato-Sensei to tell me when I did something wrong."

Minato-Sensei tutted at her and gently patted her head.

"You have great talent Kohana, you didn't become Jonin for nothing."

"Thanks, Sensei."

She still felt it was too much praise since she didn't only have Eagle Vision and Minato-Sensei's help but also the visions of how his future son, Naruto would learn Rasegan.

It did feel a bit like cheating.

Even if she was now 13 years old, like her friends and team members, Kohana still had some Vision from the future. It wasn't as often as it was in the beginning, but they were still here.

And now the day she had feared the most had come.

The Kanabi Bridge Mission where Obito would sacrifice himself for their team and Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu would get him in their grappy hands, which would start a reaction that would leave all her team besides Kakashi and Obito dead and Minato and Kushina's unborn son Naruto on orphan and jailer of the Kyuubi.

Not gonna lie, Kohana was nearly pissing her pants.

Today would show if she could change the future.

Or was doomed to see this all unfold as her ancestor Haruno Sakuya did with the betrayal of her lover Uchiha Madara.

How she had trained for this day, become even a Jonin with Kakashi at the least Jonin-Exams in Konoha.

She hoped with all her heart that all the training and the new techniques she had learned would be enough.

That's when all heard someone fall on the ground hard.

They turned and saw Obito on the ground with Kakashi over him.

"Did I make it?!", asked the Uchiha breathless.

"No Obito you are late.", told him Kakashi with crossed arms. "Where did you think we would meet? As a true Ninja, you must follow the rules."

"Ah, whatever. I was on my way when an old lady asked me for directions. And I have something in my eye."

"Right, that's a lie!"

Rin and Kohana looked at each other and rolled their eyes. There they go again.

Thankful Minato-Sensei intervene.

"That's enough Kakashi. Obito just showed the old lady the way, right?"

"I also carried her bags!", added Obito and put his eye drobs in.

"You are too lenient, Sensei.", deadpanned the Hatake. "Besides it's impossible that Obito always meets people in need of help. Who doesn't follow the rules isn't worth being seen as Ninja. Isn't it so?"

This made Minato-Sensei laugh nervously, while Kohana handed Rin 5000 Ryo.

They both had a bet if Kakashi would today say his standard spiel of ruling obedient ninja. He had gotten into this habit after he and Kohana became Chuunin.

Next time Kohana would bet on it!

"Don't you have an ounce of goodness in your heart?", asked Obito, while he rubbed his eyes, at Kakashi. "You talk always about the rules. The main thing is your own self-control."

Before an argument broke out Rin pipped in: "Now stop it, both of you. We're all on the same team, right Kohana-Chan?"

The Haruno crossed her arms and kicked a hip out, which showed her black shorts from under her long split on both sides pink skirt.

"For me, you are both idiots right now. We have this discussion like any time we meet, it's getting old!"

"Kohana-Chan how could you betray me like that!", whined Obito.

"You're too easy on Obito, Rin-Chan.", said Kakashi to her, before he turned to Kohana. "We wouldn't have this discussion every time if Obito was punctually Kohana-San."

"What I'm saying, Rin-Chan!", waved Kohana at the two boys. "Idiots."

This made both idiots sweatdrop.

"Must this "Idiot" remind you that today is an important day for us, Kohana-San?"

Kakashi and Kohana stared at each other. In the end, the girl signed.

Well, it was true.

A while later they walked through the grasslands of Kusagakure.

Minato-Sensei told them full of pride: "As of today, Kakashi and Kohana are Jonin like me. And in order to increase our efficiency, we'll be splitting into two teams. After all, presently the Leaf Village is at an unprecedented low on military strength."

"Splitting up?", repeats Obito. "Then..."

"Yes, that's right. Kakashi will be captain of the four-man squad with Kohana, Obito and Rin. I will be working alone."

"Remember, we talked about this the other day, Obito...", reminded Rin. "About getting Kakashi-Kun and Kohana-Chan a gift."

Obito made a face but sent a smile to Kohana as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I remember doing something for Kohana-Chan, the other part I must have missed..."

"Sure, Obito-Kun.", chorused Kohana and Rin not believing it one bit.

Now it was time for the gifts, both new Jonin got from Minato-Sensei one of his Flying Thunder God Kunai.

They thanked him and Rin handed Kakashi a personalized special medkit, the boy gave his thanks.

The brunette handed Kohana a beautiful necklace with a mental red rose pendant.

Both missed the look of panic in Obito's face as Kohana gushed over her gift.

"My favourite flower, thank you Rin-Chan it's beautiful, I love you!"

"I love you more and you are welcome."

The best friends hugged each other tight and Rin gave her a kiss on the cheek, which made Kohana giggle and blush.

The cute moment was ruined as Kakashi held out his hand to Obito demanding his gift.

"W-What's with this hand?! I don't have anything to give you!"

"Whatever, but what a good friend are you not having one for your best friend."

Ashamed Obito looked at the sad-looking Kohana (and a murders-looking Rin, oh god he is going to get it, won't he?!) and felt the gift he had for her formally burning in his pocket.

But...after Rin's pretty gift...his seemed so blank.

The Uchiha bowed to Kohana.

"I'm so sorry, Kohana-Chan. I forgot your gift at home. When we will return to Konoha, I will give it to you.", he lied swiftly.

He so would buy her something new and trash his stupid little gift!

"It's okay Obito-Kun, you don't have to bow before me."

"It's probably for the best that we don't get anything from you.", mussed Kakashi. "It would be useless and would only get in the way."

Of course, this made Obito angry.

"I get why Kohana-Chan is a Jonin but how you became one I still can't figure out."

"You should talk."

"I'm Uchiha Obito of the Uchiha Clan! I'll surpass you someday! The minute my Sharingan awakens!"

"Everyone in the Uchiha Can be elite, right? So you shouldn't have to rely on something like that."

"What?!"

"Kohana-San beat me at the Jonin-Exams without her Kekkai Genkai after I blinded her temporarily. Only with her Fuin Jutsus and the Rasegan. You should take an example from her."

Having enough both girls stepped between the boys. Rin held Kakashi on the shoulders, while Kohana did the same with Obito.

"Stop it, you two!", begged Rin.

"Guys we have since a good four years being a team!", reminded Kohana. "Isn't it already time to let go of these stupid childish arguments?! We aren't only teammates but friends!"

Finally, Minato-Sensei intervened and led them to a flat boulder where he could explain their mission with the help of a map.

Talking and discussing it it seemed simple, yet no one knew that it wasn't the case. Mostly Kohana who was starting to get a bit of anxiety.

This was it.

Team Kakashi, must travel through Kusagakure in the midst of a conflict between Iwagakure and Konohagakure to destroy the Kannabi Bridge so as to stop Iwagakure from receiving their supplies, while Minato-Sensei would join the battlefront and kill as many ninjas he can. He would create a diversion for them.

With all discussed, they made their way to the border, before they would split up for their missions.

They walked through a forest with big-ass mushrooms, till Kakashi made them stop. Kohana wasn't far behind and activated her Eagle-Vision.

There!

An Iwa-Nin hid in a tree, she could see the red of the enemy colour clearly.

Kohana made hidden hand-sings to tell her team where the ninja was hiding.

Minato-Sensei signed a good job to her and gave his team instructions on how to proceed.

Everyone nodded and got ready, the Iwa-Nin not the wiser.

After years of using and training them with Kushina-Nee, Kohana made a Shadow Clone in her place and replaced herself at the exact moment with a log.

The Iwa-Nin was so concreted at Kakashi and his new technique, that he didn't realize that Kohana knew where his true self was hiding before he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck and how a body landed on him.

Over him was kneeling a green-haired girl with swirling golden eyes behind a pair of glasses.

He coughed up blood as Kohana Hidden Blade sunk deeper into his throat.

With a last pathetic groan, he dies.

Kohana flicked her Hidden Blade back into the arm guard and got into a prayer position.

"Requiescat in Pace.", she mumbled to the corpse and joined up with her team.

No one seemed hurt.

From her visions, Kohana knows that Kakashi should have been wounded on the shoulder.

So she already changed the course of destiny.

Good.

"Good work Kohana-Chan.", praised her Minato-Sensei and gave her a head pat. "You killed the Iwa-Nin before he could do significant damage. Kakashi be thankful for Kohana, your Chidori you shouldn't use that jutsu anymore. From what I could see, your focal point concentrated attack undoubtedly has power and speed, but it makes you move too fast to ascertain the opponent's counterattack. It's still on imperfect jutsu. Before we split, I'll tell you one more thing. For a ninja, the most important thing is teamwork."

***

It was now night and Team Minato made camp under a big tree.

Rin and Kohana slept facing each other, Kakashi with his back to Rin, while Obito talked with Minato-Sensei about Kakashi and his stubbornness with the rules.

No one saw how Kohana was frowning in her sleep.

Where was she?

Kohana looked confused around in the darkness she was in.

What was going on?

A bit unsure she started to walk, standing around wouldn't solve this problem.

Then slowly she saw a little light before her.

She walked up to it, till she saw something really strange.

It was a DNA-Helix.

But not only one, there were three Helixes.

How could this be possible?

"What kind of fucked up dream is this?", mumbled Kohana to herself.

This only could be a dream, so why didn't she wake up?

"The calculation showed this to be one of the many times we would meet.", said an unknown female voice. "I'm glad it's this version. It shows that you changed a signification amount."

Scarred Kohana turned around and her mouth fell to the floor.

Before her was a young woman.

Probably in her late twenties.

She had long green hair.

Blue Eyes.

And was clothed in Miko robes.

What Kohana shocked the most, it was like she looked into a mirror that made her look older!

"The fuck?!", she cursed.

What was going on?

The older doppelganger smiled.

"Are you surprised? Can't you guess who I am?"

Frowning Kohana looked from the three DNA-Helixes to the Miko.

Could it be...?

"You are...Sakuya."

"Here in the Shinobi Nations I was.", told her Sakuya, before she twitched and looked different. Now a woman with short brunette hair and brown eyes was before her. She wore glasses, a simple white hoodie with red accents, some plain dark blue pants and brown boots. On both her arms were Hidden Blades! What was freacking she also looked like an older version of Kohana, if she had brown hair and eyes."But in my birthplace, I was Carina Auditore. Anyway, I'm your ancestor and so much more."

"What do you mean by that, Sakuya eh Carina-San?", asked Kohana totally confused.

Carina stepped towards her and pointed at the DNA-Helix.

"Do you know why we possess a third Helix? It's because long ago the Isu, the true enemy, mated with us humans and we hybrids came to be. That's why you can use Eagle-Vision. The blood of people who consider themselves gods ran in our veins."

"That doesn't really answer my question."

Carina laughed.

"No, it doesn't. Sadly we don't have much time, my Piece of Eden, Hermes Cross, can only do as much. I hope this meeting will help you to find out the truth. I can give you a clue. It's not a coincidence that we look the same. Good luck on your way little me, may you have more success in our mission than I did as Sakuya and oh, if you get together with Obito give him a good kiss for me."

With a laugh, Carina pushed her.

The ground under Kohana broke in and she descended into darkness...

"Kohana-Chan are you okay?", asked her the next morning Rin worried.

They had split up from Minato-Sensei and were following Kakashi to their mission destination.

Currently, they took a lunch break.

"It's okay.", grumbled Kohana, rubbing an eye. "I just had...a nightmare."

"What did you dream?", wanted Obito to know.

Well, she couldn't tell them the truth, now, could she?

What should she say?

Her mouth was faster than her brain.

"Food eat people!"

This earned her WTF-Looks from Obito and Rin and even a raised eyebrow from Kakashi.

Yeah, she had no idea how she came to say this, but something in her told her that it was a reference from Carina's world.

"Damn, that's terrific.", agreed Obito shuddering, staring at his Bento-Box like it was gonna eat him alive.

"It was just a dream, let's finish eating and then go on with the mission.", told Kakashi.

They all agreed with a Yes captain.

After lunch, Kohana knew they were now in the Bamboo Forest where Rin would get kidnapped.

Golden swirled her Eagle Vision in her eyes, looking out for the Iwa-Nins when they would attack.

Their stupid Camouflage Jutsu wouldn't work on her Kekkei Genkai.

She saw them before Kakashi gave them the signal to stop since he smelled them.

Kohana already made two Shadow Clones. One stayed with Rin, while she made a Rasegan and her second Clone added Wind Chakra to it.

"Wind Release: Rasenshuriken!", she shouted and trowed the Jutsu at the incoming Bamboos.

The Rasenshuriken shredder them and flow into the direction of one of the Iwa-Nin turning him into bloody shredds.

The Haruno send a silent thanks to the beborn Naruto. Thanks to the vision of him creating Rasenshuriken she got it down. When he was finally born into this world she would give the cute baby a lot of kisses.

"Rasegan!", she heard her other clone shout.

She saw how it attacked the Iwa-Nin who would have grasped Rin, that Iwa-Nin was no more too.

A loud sign left Kohana.

She had done it.

She had done it!

She had changed the future!

Rin was safe!

Yes!

"Good reflexes, Kohana-San.", praised her Kakashi.

Obito and Rin agreed loudly with him.

"That new Rasegan was awesome! You need me to teach that!", begged Obito.

Feeling light and free since she hadn't in years the Haruno laughed goodhearted. "But first you have to learn normal Rasegan and Kagebushin before I can teach you it."

However, they celebrated too fast.

It was Rin who pointed out screaming: "I don't see the body of the big one!"

That's when Kohana felt how something hit her hard on her head.

As she fainted, the last she saw was Obito running up to her screaming her name.

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Her head felt like it was split open like a coconut. Kohana groaned from the pain.

This headache was killing her.

"Ah our guest has woken up.", greeted her in the voice of the big Iwa-Nin.

The one she thought her clone had taken care of.

Damn it!

She was so fixed on saving Rin that she didn't think that someone else could become a prisoner!

And it had been her.

Under pain, she activates her Eagle Vision.

Okay besides the big guy, there was only another Iwa-Nin. If she was smart she could handle them.

"Now look at this, Aoki, the bitch who killed Kakko, has a Kekkei Genkai.", growled the big Iwa-Nin, gripping her by the ponytail, making her bite her lips.

She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of screaming.

This Aoki joined him. "I think I heard of it, Taiseki. It's from a new Clan Eagle Vision or something like that. Genjutsu is useless against her."

"So how should we get the information from her?"

"A good old torture session loses any tongue.", reminded Aoki with an evil grin.

Not gonna lie, Kohana was pissing herself, but she wouldn't give up.

She still had one trump card.

Slowly she started to rotate the chakra in her palms to destroy the robes that bonded her.

That's when they heard the sound of a clap.

The girl's heart beat faster. This was surely Obito and she bet Rin was with him.

This also meant Kakashi was turning up soon too.

She could turn this around for good!

"I'll take care of it.", said Taiseki. "In the meantime, lose the tongue of the bitch to get the information from her. But don't destroy her too much Tsuchikage-Sama would surely like having a new Kekkai Genkai for our village."

Aoki laughed and promised he would try.

The moment Taiseki left Aoki received a surprise, sadly not an enjoyable one.

"Rasegan!", shouted Kohana and thrilled her chakra sphere through his whole head.

It was disgusting.

Brain matter landed on her and she was bloody everywhere.

At least this time the enemy ninja was dead.

Slowly Kohana stood up and gripped her head.

All was spinning.

Not a second later she puked.

Did she have a concussion? It felt like it.

And using her chakra to free herself and then making a Rasegan didn't help at all.

"I-I have to move.", she mumbled, carefully walking towards the exit. "I-I need to get out of this Death Trap."

"Kohana-Chan!", shouted Rin's voice.

Blinking Kohana looked up and saw her three teammates.

"Guys..."

Her best friend ran up to her and started to heal her right away.

"It's okay Kohana-Chan you are safe now!", cooed the brunette.

Obito and Kakashi joined them.

The Uchiha had his Sharingan Eyes and was crying.

"I'm so glad you are okay!", he told her, gripping her shoulder.

"Did you kill the other Iwa-Nin?", asked Kakashi wearing a bandage over his left eye. "You did good Kohana-Chan."

"Guys...", Kohana tried again.

Why didn't her mouth work with her right now!?

"Just a little more Kohana-Chan.", reassured Rin. "You have a heavy concussion."

"We need to get out NOW!", finally Kohana shouted.

With her Eagle Vision, she had seen the Fuin Jutsu marking on the cave. It was probably a failsafe if the Iwa-Nin lost to an enemy in their hide-out.

No one would leave this place alive.

The Fuin Jutsu marking became visible and the whole cave started to shake!

"Dammit! Everybody, let's get out of here!", commanded Kakashi.

The green-haired girl couldn't even look that fast as Obito picked her bridal style and ran after Kakashi and Rin towards the exit.

Oh Kami would they make it?

Would destiny change its course?

Aren't I evil?

This is probably the worst cliffhanger I ever made! :D

I am so proud of myself XD

I can't wait for you to throw tomatoes at me and hear your thoughts!

Until next time ;D

!!!!PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!

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the8gates · 2 years ago

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Naruto Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Reader, Hatake Kakashi/Original Female Character(s), Nohara Rin/Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Obito/Reader, Uchiha Obito/Original Female Character(s)

Hey team! I just posted a new chapter of Come As You Are (Part Two of Burnouts). Go give it a read and let me know what you think! It hurts!

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koshimomo · 1 year ago

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Who is Kakashi's wife?

Her name is Lily Uchiha.

She is Uchiha Obito's bastard daughter.

His mother and grandfather were the artisans who made ninja masks.

Lily went to live in Konoha when she discovered her parentage.

At first, it was believed that the power of Lily's eye made her lucky. But actually, this power creates a powerful genjutsu that warps reality around her. Changing the odds, making her able to do whatever she wants without taking damage.

She never revealed how she awakened the Sharingan and Mangekyou.

She and Kakashi fell in love and got married, even though they have a huge age gap.

She had triplets. Having two of the children inherit the appearance of the Uchiha and the other having gray hair and needing to wear an eye patch, due to poor eyesight.

Lily suffered an aneurysm years before, due to the excessive use of the Sharingan, where she needed to undergo numerous treatments, as she lost part of the movements on the right side of her body.

Although she has recovered, she still has some sequelae.

She became a Konoha ninja and everyone likes her a lot.

Her best friend is Hanabi Hyuuga.

She and Kakashi live a quiet, reclusive life, away from any problems after he retires.

#naruto #boruto #kakashi #naruto oc #boruto oc #hatake kakashi #kakashi hatake headcanons #artwork #boruto fanart #naruto fanart #naruto uzumaki #obito headcanons #obito uchiha #obito x oc #kakashi x oc

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sasukeuchiha-24 · 5 months ago

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Kakashi Hatake 🪷🍃

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youngblood-182 · 2 years ago

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Chapter 29 is posted!!

new chapter of unbroken bonds is posted!! <3 I hope you love it!! I am taking requests rn <3

#naruto fanfic #naruto fanfiction #obito x oc #obito uchiha x original character #itachi x oc

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I really loved your fic "Second Chance" and I was interested in the reader's students. For what I understood, they're supposed to be parallels to Kakashi and Obito, right? Can you tell us more about them? Can you describe how they look? And finally, could you tell us a little more about them if a part two ever comes out? Thank you!

First of all, thank you so much. I’m so happy that a lot of people have liked my content. I really appreciate everyone’s love for the fic!!

Since a part two is in the making (it’s a work in progress and it’ll be a little longer than the last one) I won’t be giving too much detail on their past or anything. BUT, since I know how to draw—just a little—I’ll give you a little sketch I made in honor of this ask.

Toko and Kenji are mirror versions of Kakashi and Obito. They’re supposed to symbolize a “what if” in their story. I’m not giving a lot a detail on that because it’s going to be explained in the next part and I want to avoid spoiling anything for anyone :( sorry.

Toko and Kenji did grow up alone. They find comfort in the reader, since she’s the first “parental” figure they ever had. They have a small rivalry, since Kenji learns fast and is really skilled at what he does. Toko finds it a little annoying, but it just makes him want to learn more and grow stronger. They really are just Obito and Kakashi, but they never separated. They weren’t filled with rage or hate.

I’m not sure what else to add to this, since I really don’t want to spoil anything that I’m writing for them in part 2 😩 so if you have any other questions, you’re welcomed to ask. I’ll try answering them as detailed as I can get without spoiling anything. Thank you once again, and I hope you enjoyed my little doodle teehee.

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artysthings · 2 months ago

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My oc Rie 👊💥💥

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lemony-snickers · 2 years ago

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19 kissing their injuries / ObiKai for @foolishk <3 eheheh

Kaiya shivered in the sunlight, batting her eyes against it. It felt like an entire lifetime had passed since she'd last tilted her face toward the sky to enjoy the sun's warmth.

The chirping of birds felt loud enough to shatter glass, the wind like it might be strong enough to pull her apart.

At least then she wouldn't have to feel the ragged tug of shackles against her wrists as the two ANBU guards who flanked her led her through the village.

"Where are we going?" she asked again.

No answer. Same as last time.

She didn't mind, really. Being outside was a vast improvement over the quarters she'd been given in the bowels of T&I, with a dirt floor and a flimsy futon directly next to the toilet built into the wall.

Kaiya wondered what she would be doing in her Tsukuyomi dream if she'd been allowed to enjoy Obito's perfect world as she'd always wanted.

She noticed they were reaching the edge of the village and panic rose in Kaiya's throat. Her arms tensed as she turned to each of the ANBU and asked again, "Please, where are you taking me?"

The only answer was silence and one sharp tug from the ANBU on her right, who wore a mask that looked more like a frog than anything, though hardly that.

Kaiya's lower lip trembled and she bit down hard on it to stiffle the wobbly sob that crawled its way out of her chest. She trained her eyes on the ground, watching her sandaled feet as they scraped their way through the dry Konoha dirt.

If this was an execution, surely there would be more people, right?

Despite knowing that, she couldn't bring herself to look where she was going and Kaiya didn't look up again until the ANBU escorting her finally came to a halt. She stumbled a little, but managed to remain upright despite the sharp tug of the shackles when she took one too many steps.

When she glanced ahead, it was to find a small, squat building and the Sixth Hokage standing before the door.

Kakashi looked strange in the flowing white robes of his new position, but Kaiya could not help but smile in return when she saw the way his eyes creased at the corners.

Kakashi had always been so kind. She was certain that without him, without the power he wielded within the village, she would not have survived this long.

"Good morning," he said, walking toward her. "How are you feeling?"

Kaiya shook her wrists in their restraints in answer.

"Yes, well," Kakashi gestured for the ANBU to release her and they did so after only a brief hesitation.

As if Kaiya could overpower them. Especially with Kakashi there. The thought was so ludicrous she almost laughed.

"Come," Kakashi said once she'd rolled her newly-freed wrists, and Kaiya followed him to the door of the building. He paused, hand on the knob, as he whispered, "If it were up to only me, things would be different. But this was a compromise I was able to come to with the Elders."

Kaiya didn't know what waited for her beyond the door, but if Kakashi was here, she could trust it would be better than what she was leaving behind.

"Thank you," she whispered, trying not to cry in the face of his kindness.

With a nod, Kakashi opened the door and gestured for her to step inside. "There will be ANBU guards outside twenty-four-seven," he said, "but I've instructed them not to intrude unless it's a matter of life or death."

Kaiya stared at him, eyes watery, and nodded.

"Welcome home, Kaiya," Kakashi said, offering her another smile as he pulled the door closed. She stared at the wood grain, following the intricate patterns with her eyes. When she reached out to touch it, she could feel the thrum of powerful fuinjutsu, likely seals which had been placed there to keep her inside.

"It's a lovely prison they've given us, isn't it?"

Kaiya turned so fast she tripped, smashing her hip against a table as she caught herself.

But that voice--his voice--she couldn't possibly...

When one strong hand circled her bicep, Kaiya looked up and felt relief break over her like a wave.

Obito Uchiha stared down at her, irritation plain on his face, but eyes swimming with concern. With longing, even.

Kaiya threw herself into his arms, relieved tears finally freeing themselves over the dam of her lashes. She whispered his name over and over as he tried to soothe her sudden outburst. He ran one hand over her long, tangled hair, and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple.

"It's been so long," she said through the bubbling sound of a sob. She couldn't quite articulate the rest. The I thought I'd never see you again, but it was there in her desperate grasp, in the way she shook in his embrace.

Obito led her through the little house, guided her down to the bed so he could hold her more comfortably as she cried. He didn't flinch when her tears soaked his shirt, didn't push her away when she clawed her way closer, like she was trying to fold their bodies together until they were one being.

"It's okay," he said softly, "I'm here."

Kaiya didn't know how long it took for her tears to finally subside, for air to move easily in and out of her lungs again rather than in sharp, too-shallow rasps.

She leaned up so she could look down at Obito, all the grief and fear mingling with relief and love until she was some amalgam of them all--relieved and afraid and desperately happy despite her lingering unease.

She didn't know what to say to him, and Obito didn't open his mouth, either. Instead, he reached up and tucked her long hair behind her ear, then trailed his fingers over her jaw.

"This is where you broke it, isn't it?" he asked.

Kaiya didn't like to think about it--Sayuri's rage burning in her eyes and the sharp, definitive thwack of her bo against Kaiya's cheek.

The seering pain which seemed to radiate from the damaged bone all the way to her core, burrowing in her heart as she ignored Sayuri's pleas. Her condemnation.

Kaiya leaned into Obito's touch. "The medics fixed it. My fingers, too," she added, wriggling her left hand in his face.

Something flashed in Obito's eyes, that soft part of him so few ever saw, and he drew her down, pressing his lips to the underside of her jaw, the exact spot which had bloomed purple and mottled green those first few weeks after the end of the war before Kakashi's pink-haired student had arrived to tend to her injuries.

Kaiya gasped as he sucked the skin between his teeth, then pulled away so he could drag her hand up to his mouth instead, fluttering kisses over her knuckles, her fingerprints. Two of them were still a little crooked, though it was so subtle only Kaiya noticed.

She ached with longing, overwhelmed by the tenderness of his affection.

When Obito finished, Kaiya reached out to tenderly stroke the scars along the right side of his face. And though those wounds were far from fresh, mended long ago, she leaned in and fluttered kisses over them, anyway, to remind him that she loved him, too.

Obito threaded his fingers into her hair, sighing softly at the slightest brush of her mouth. She trailed them down, over his neck to the exposed ridge of his collarbone. Her hands found their way beneath his shirt and she pushed it up, but Obito stopped her.

Kaiya was not always strong-willed. Often, she wished she had more of Sayuri or Obito in her, the ability to stand tall in the face of things, to make her voice heard.

Now, she drew on all that courage she had witnessed in both of them and fixed Obito with a resolute stare.

"I want to see."

Obito hesitated only a moment before he tugged his shirt over his head. His chest, mottled with the white scars of his ordeal at Kannabi now bore new, stark reminders of the War.

Kaiya's eyes shone with fresh tears when she saw the ragged edges of the wound in his abdomen, the white spider webbing of scars over his chest.

If she concentrated only a little, she could imagine what they'd looked like before they'd healed over, before the implanted cells in Obito's body had done their job of keeping him alive.

She didn't think before she moved, leaning down to brush her lips tentatively over each mark, like she could erase the fractured scars and replace them with all the warmth of her adoration. Her deep, unceasing belief in Obito and his dreams. Her tears ran over her cheeks, wetting his skin, and she could taste the saline of them as she continued her way up his torso.

Kaitya silently mouthed the words I love you over his skin, too afraid to say the words aloud, afraid maybe this was all part of a dream, still. That she'd reawaken in her nightmare cell underground, where there was no sunshine and no birdsong and no Obito.

They didn't talk much the rest of the day, content to lie in one another's arms, like if they let go all of this would disappear. Occasionally, Obito would comb his fingers through Kaiya's hair or she would trace idle patterns over his bare chest and arms.

Maybe she really was in the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

Eventually, Kaiya drifted to sleep as the sun began to set, the soundtrack of a song birds and Obito's breathing still loud in her ears.

#obito x oc #obito x oc fanfiction #obito lives au #wind-becomes-lighting #foolishk #oc: kaiya #thank you nisi for giving me the opportunity to write something for our dear sweet kali <3 i hope you both enjoy #lemony scribbles #friday flash fic fest #listen listen i am flying by the seat of my pants here okay i don't know as much about this au as some others so i hope my interpretation-#here is okay!#(as always thank you nisi for your help when i had au qs asd;flj)

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welkinsky · 2 years ago

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Naruto Shippuden | Calling The By Their First Name

Requested By: @nanahatsugun <3 thanks for the ask!

Part 1: Kakashi, Naruto, Sasuke & Shikamaru

Neji

The guy ALWAYS has a cool demeanor and is rarely ever fazed by anything.

But this one time you two were training and he was teaching you a new move. What he loves to do is play around with you until you're super frustrated. Playfully of course.

But this time he took it too far. "Are you done?" you asked with a straight face to which he chuckled and said, "Yea yea now let's get to real training." But he tricked you again!

"Neji Hyuga!" You said standing back up. If you were not facing him you would have never realized the effect that it had on him. He completely froze for a second.

You never call him by his full name and are always sweet to him. And THAT is when he knew that he fucked up.

You couldn't hold in your laugh though heh it was too funny. Plus, you kinda felt bad for him. He never admits it when you tell the story to others and would pout a little when you do.

Itachi

Your relationship with Itachi is very mature & understanding to the point that you two rarely ever fight. It is always a discussion when any of you feel something is off and you get it sorted.

And since you both were away on missions most of the time you don't get to be together in the first place so when you do, you want to make it as good as you both could.

You both decided to meet in a nearby village to Konoha as your path were crossing in the missions. The decided time was afternoon but he didn't come, the evening went by and the night came and you were worried plus super frustrated because your partner was bugging you to move on with the mission.

As you sensed his Chakra and realized he was here you shouted "Itachi Uchiha you better have a good explanation."

He brought some flowers that he picked on the way which he dropped, lol he was so scared. You were the only one who can scare the shit out of the best of the best from Konoha.

Later he told you that he went to check on Sasuke and some of the leaf village ninjas got in the way so he had to fight a little.

You felt bad later but didn't miss the chance to make fun of him later for his face was as still as a stone because of fear.

Not so much to your surprise he, of course, laughed along and admitted that he WAS scared for his life and genuinely haven't felt this in quite some time now.

Obito

He absolutely smothered you with love and had just the type of affection type that you wanted. A mix of physical touch plus an act of service. But he sometimes went too much with the act of service to the point you'd feel guilty about it.

You did tell him that it made you feel this way and he promised that he'll take care of it the next time.

This one time you told him that you loved this flower that you saw on the outskirts of the rain village when you were on a mission.

The next morning you woke up to your room FILLED with those flowers.

"Obito Uchiha" you shouted from your room assuming he was around somewhere. He got anxious thinking he did too much again.

You heard a weak "yes" from the kitchen. When you didn't answer he peaked from the door with just one eye peeping out.

"Come here" you demanded not facing him but the flowers. He figured that he went too far again.

But when you turned with tears in your eyes. He was relieved a little to know that they were tears of happiness.

Shisui

Shisui was the kind of guy who never really gave you any reason to be angry. You mention something once and he'll never do it again.

And your friends were huge fans of his. It was as if they kept tabs on him more than YOU did which was just funny to you at first.

But then it started to get annoying. They'd surround him taking nonsense and in their fake high-pitched voice when he was around.

He already was busy most of the time and never really got any time and whenever you two would hang out they will show up.

This one time it happened again. You waited, 10 mins passed by, 15 mins passed by and you were losing patience now. But you kept quiet because you knew that he was KIND OF a hero of this generation as he was so advance and people were fond of him, especially ladies.

But man oh man they were getting way too close. "Shisui Uchiha," you said as loud as you can making everyone go silent.

"I think we should go," he said bowing to everyone and taking your hand.

He started apologizing but before he could go any further, you stopped him. "I just wanted to get away from there, heh I'm not mad at you or anything," you said genuinely smiling.

Because with his politeness you two would be there for the next hour as well.

He let out a sigh of relief although he did say that you scared the shit out of him for a second there.

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Thanks For Reading and for the ask too <3

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