#sakura later revives him to slap him for it

[im-still-watching-anime]

naruto: wow i’ve had a crush on sasuke this whole time huh?

kakashi: you didn’t realize?? what even goes on in your head?

naruto: i keep telling everyone - not much

sakura: are you sure there’s anything at all going on in there because SERIOUSLY you didn’t realize you liked sasuke??

naruto: if it helps i also didn’t realize you can eat those containers that the ramen comes in until a few years ago!

kakashi: you’ve been eating what—

sakura: we’re going to the hospital. right now.

[hey-heigo]

Chapter 31

first chapter of da year :)

SEE HERE FOR GENERAL WARNINGS AND FIC SUMMARY

Some pre-chapter notes:

not much to say for this one. kind of a transitional chapter into the trial

every now and then i re-reference the game transcripts and realize that ive missed a lot of stuff that's kind of important within the game canon and it becomes a race to see if and where i can introduce those naturally

beta'd by @digitaldollsworld!

Content warning tags: Monokuma-typical dialogue, hangnail fixation, student tardiness

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Makoto jitters as he waits by the elevator entrance with the others, chewing on a hangnail on his thumb. It’s a bad habit he had throughout elementary and middle school, and one his mom would definitely get pissed at him for reviving.

Sorry mom, he thinks distantly, as the tiny sliver of skin gets caught between his teeth just so - and is joined by a bead of blood, hot metal on his tongue, as he tugs open a tiny, stinging wound next to his fingernail. But he felt like there were ants marching under his skin, a steady, anxious march of them as he waits for what feels like ages, glancing repeatedly at the doorway.

A few moments later, there’s the sound of clomping footsteps and indistinct words, and he nearly gets a twinge in his neck twisting around to see who it was. But it’s not Byakuya, or Kyoko, or even Hifumi - but Monokuma, uncharacteristically reserved (and, for some reason, missing a few patches of fur across its head and torso) and dragging Toko along by the edge of her skirt. And Toko…

He blinks, forgetting to be apprehensive for a moment. The characteristic twin braids that usually swung from her head were gone, shorn messily and at uneven lengths, just above the shoulders. The right side still had enough length to hold its shape as a braid, though there were a lot of messy, flyaway strands poking outwards that gave the impression that she’d been electrocuted. The left side was cut shorter, in line with her chin, and was completely undone, frizzing outwards from her face. There’s a band-aid - reddish-pink and patterned with white bunnies - slapped high across her left cheekbone. Her glasses were askew.

For a moment, no one dares to say a word, as her eyes flick between them, wide and wild and blazing with rage. “W-What are you looking at?” She snarls, voice stuttering only slightly, but enough to confirm that, yes, she was Toko, and Makoto relaxes a little.

(Not that he had anything against Syo, really, aside from the…murder. But Syo was a lot, and he wasn’t sure he could handle her right now.)

“...Toko?” Hina tries, tentatively, and she flinches, hard enough for her glasses to slip even further down her nose. “What - what happened…?”

“Isn’t it o-obvious?” She snaps bitterly. She yanks her skirt free from Monokuma’s grasp - who doesn’t even make a sound of protest or indignation, weirdly enough - her fingers white-knuckling the fabric, before shoving her glasses back with the palm of one hand. “She cut them off. Th-thought it’d be funny, or something…n-not that she ever th-thinks about what it matters to me…”

No one really knows what to say to that. “...Well,” Sakura eventually says, a little awkwardly. “It doesn’t look…bad.”

“Y-eah…” Hiro agrees, sounding way too skeptical to be believable. “It just…needs to be evened out?”

Whatever comfort they were trying to offer was lost on her, who only scowls fiercer, as she moves to isolate herself to a corner, her typical habit. Clearly no longer interested in entertaining any further conversation, though Makoto can feel her eyes boring into him when he looks away, returning his thumb to his lips.

The minutes tick by in an agonizing crawl. Monokuma is waiting silently with them now, adding a new layer of anxiety as it cycles between tapping its foot dramatically to staring at its wrist like it’s checking a watch, and yet the last three of their party is nowhere to be seen.

The hangnail Makoto was teething at finally gives up the ghost and snaps off with a sharp, needle-prick of warmth. Instead of pulling his thumb out of his mouth, though, he tongues at the raw, weeping skin, tasting salt and copper and another bloom of hot pain.

The sound of footsteps has him jerking to look again, dragging his hand from his mouth, and a moment later the sound is followed by Byakuya and Hifumi, rushing - kind of - towards them. Neither of them are moving especially fast, and Byakuya was keeping pace with Hifumi, though Makoto’s not sure if that’s on purpose, or, if something else was going on - he did seem to be struggling, his brow pinched, uncharacteristically stumbling somewhat as they reach the group. But the rest of him seems okay, and that in itself is enough of a relief to make Makoto rush over to meet him.

“Hey,” He starts, and then realizes he’s not sure what to say. Not for lack of stuff that he wants to say - ‘are you okay’ being the first one, ‘are your legs okay’ being the second, ‘did you eat anything yet’ being the third - but he also has the feeling Byakuya wouldn’t actually answer any of those at this instant.

So instead he settles for the next most important thing: “Where’s Kyoko?”

Byakuya’s face tightens a little more. “Coming up behind us,” He replies tersely, before grabbing onto his shoulder: “What did you find?”

“A-A lot,” Makoto stammers, a little taken aback by the sudden question. He reaches into his pocket to show him, but no sooner does his fingers brush smooth plastic than does something -firm and plush, Monokuma’s paw - smack his knee with surprising force. “Ow!”

“No spoilers!” The bear barks, once more its over-animated self - though somehow, the few clumps of fur that Syo had snipped off of it makes it look a lot more menacing than usual. “Grr…when I say it’s trial time, I mean it! That means no more schemin’, plottin’, conspirin’, nothin’! You save what you got for the trial so it’s fair!”

“Even lawyers will discuss before and during trial proceedings,” Byakuya points out, and Monokuma glares, red eye flashing bright and dangerous.

“Oh yeah? Well that’s that and this is this! I’m the law here! And the senate and the captain, and I speak for the trees, y’hear?!” It shakes its paws threateningly, and everyone leans away from it, uneasy. “Grrah!! That really pissed me off, on top of me already being pissed off about student tardiness! Don’t you know you gotta respect your authorities? Don’t you know you gotta respect other people’s time!? I swear, this generation is gonna go to the dogs!”

“Ugh,” Hina mutters under her breath. “Boomer.”

“Dude,” Hiro hisses next to her, still sweating with fear. “Shut up.”

“And where’s Kirigiri?!” Monokuma continues its tirade, undeterred by the errant comments. “She’s late!”

“She’s on her way,” Byakuya says stiffly, at the same time as Hifumi stammers: “She-she said she wanted to check something-”

And immediately, he clamps a hand over his own mouth, eyes widening. Everyone looks to Monokuma, breaths held, as a foreboding shadow passes over the toy’s unmoving face.

“Sh-she probably went to the bathroom or something!” Makoto interjects quickly, at the same time shuffling to the side to stand in front of the exit. “She’ll be here any moment, so-”

“Outta the way, Makoto,” Monokuma barks, and really, the rage would be comical if Makoto didn’t know what it was capable of. He could practically see steam blowing out of Monokuma’s ears. “Tardiness is one thing, but breaking the rules is another. Investigating outside of investigation time is like breaking out the volleyball during math class! Super wrong and super not allowed!”

“If it weren’t allowed, it should be written more clearly in the rules.” Says a voice from behind him, as cool and unaffected as ever.

He spins, and can’t help the relieved grin that threatens to break across his face. Hiro shouts, “Kyoko!” and she only nods, acknowledging them briefly before stepping forward to stand in front of Monokuma.

“Sorry if I’m late,” She says tersely. “But I was walking directly here. You can check on the cameras if you want.”

“Don’t get smart with me…” Monokuma shakes its paw at her. “That’s no excuse! When I say ‘trial time’, that means you show up within five minutes! Any later and I put out a warrant! Any later later and you get penalized!”

“If that’s the case, shouldn’t you make that more clear?” Byakuya scoffs. “This is the first time we’re hearing about this.”

Monokuma rounds on him instead. “It’s basic decency! Common sense! D’you also want me to teach you one plus one is three!?”

Makoto watches as Byakuya’s eye literally twitches, lip simultaneously curling in disgust. “It’s not like she was wandering aimlessly. And you’ve never discussed these kinds of regulations before, or emphasized the importance of them thereof. It’s not even written out in the rules - which, as you’ve made clear by this point, is our standard for what we can or can’t do - so how are we supposed to know that this is a punishable offense?”

Monokuma’s eyes flash again, bright, hospital-sign-red, and its whole body seems to be vibrating in place with barely-contained fury, and Makoto makes a blind grab for Byakuya’s hand, with the intention to stop him before something bad really happens; because as much as his words make sense, Monokuma was weird today. The bear’s unexpected silence only to be followed up with something bordering on rage, over Kyoko being just a few minutes late - Makoto can still vividly remember Junko’s eyes, wide and trembling, staring at him as Monokuma nonchalantly tossed a cloth over her skewered body and shooed them away -

Byakuya doesn’t flinch when Makoto squeezes his wrist, but his eyelids drop and flicker slightly, and too late, Makoto registers the crossing pattern of bandages under his fingertips and remembers, loosening his hold quickly and guiltily; Byakuya doesn’t really react to it, doesn’t even look at him, though he does shake his hand out slightly before returning it to hang loose at his side. 

“Smart-aleck, huh?” Monokuma growls, squeaky-toy voice low and dangerous. “Well, fine then. If you’re gonna be like that-”

There’s a chorus of unanimous pings, in the air, and then a collective shuffle as everyone digs out their pockets for their handbooks. Byakuya reaches into the pockets of his pants, finds nothing, and for a moment looks so genuinely disheartened that Makoto almost passes over his own handbook, before remembering that it wouldn't really do anything for him. Looking down at his own screen, he stares at the new line below the bulleted list of rules.

“New addendum: ‘when trial time is announced, all are expected to participate. And anyone late by longer than FIVE MINUTES will be PUNISHED.’” Monokuma recites for them as they read. “There, ya happy now? S’That clear enough for you-” And it takes a deep breath, chest puffing out. “-BRATS?”

And Byakuya frowns, chewing on the inside of his cheek again, but doesn’t seem inclined to argue the point anymore. No one does, for that matter, and Makoto thinks he can finally let out the breath he was holding, when he takes a look at Kyoko and sees her brows furrowed contemplatively.

“Just a second,” Kyoko speaks up, closing her handbook with a snap in the same breath, and Makoto has to internally brace himself. “At this point, there’s only eight of us left, with two, almost three people having died earlier, and at least one more of us expected to die today. If we can expect the ‘punishment’ for breaking any of these rules to be the same as established from day one, wouldn’t this end your game sooner?”

Monokuma tilts its head, anger forgotten in an instant. “Puhuhu…is that what you think?” It giggles. “Well first of all, my goal is a thrilling, chilling, killing game! How long or short it is doesn’t matter, as long as the momentum keeps up to the end! ‘Course, I would prefer it if you all could last as long as you can, and show me your drive as Ultimates! …But, you do have a point about the number of victims, so…”

Another ping, and Makoto fumbles to reopen his handbook. “New rule: ‘the blackened may only kill a maximum of two people.’ Unless we somehow make it to the end of the game with three people left, and maybe I’ll reconsider, but that’s for later.” Monokuma leans over to try and pat Kyoko’s knee, and her leg jerks for a moment, as if to kick the robot across the room - instead, she just takes a step back, out of reach. “Good catch, Miss Kirigiri! I do so appreciate thoughtful students!”

She doesn’t look pleased by the praise at all, face darker than usual as she tucks her chin into her knuckles, thinking. In fact, no one does; he catches sight of Sakura’s face scowling as she flicks her handbook closed with a sharp snap, and Hiro’s anxious fidgeting. Hina is the only one who meets his eye, though she just as quickly looks away; but he gets the unspoken message loud and clear. 

No time to discuss it though. “I almost forgot! The whole dang point of this!” Monokuma explains, with a conductor-like flourish of its paws, the lattice doors of the rickety, industrial elevator scrape their way open with a ding. “Alright, everyone! In you go! I’ll meet you down below!”

No one really wants to get on, but after the whole fiasco Monokuma had just put on, no one really wants to test it either. They shuffle their way in, one by one, and Makoto distantly remembers the first time they rode this thing, the weight of fourteen people had elicited a terrifying groan that had everyone frozen, stock still and hardly daring to breathe as they rattled their way down. This time, it doesn’t even creak.

Toko was one of the first to enter, and stationed herself near the doors. She eyes Byakuya with wide red eyes, a strange, intensely focused look on her face, and Makoto hastily shepherds the other boy towards the opposite end of the tiny space and into a back corner, before positioning himself solidly in Toko’s line of sight. He goes to motion for Kyoko, try and beckon her closer so he can tell her about the evidence he’d found-

But, she’s already here, and standing directly in front of Byakuya. Arms crossed, her left hand flexing slowly and deliberately, her leather glove creaking with every stretch and pull. Eyes perfectly glazed over, as if in thought.

“Kyo-”

“Not now.” She mutters, and her gaze flicks briefly to the camera in the corner, and then back into the middle distance.

“But,” He says, whispering now, following her attention to the camera as he reaches into his pocket. “It’s important-”

“It can wait. Don’t reveal anything here.” She says, sharper this time, and this time her eyes darts to the others around them before focusing on him instead, narrowing slightly, pale irises giving the impression of pinprick pupils, like a wild cat. “Understand?”

And he does, a little, but only a little. Even if this was their third trial, it still made him feel like dirt, having to be suspicious of their friends. And it still didn’t get any easier, being treated by Kyoko as something between a personal assistant and confused child; even if she was the only one putting in the most effort into getting everyone out. He clenches his hand in his pocket, momentarily forgetting the open wound on his finger, and cringing at the raw sting of fabric scraping against it, and the prospect of lint getting where it shouldn’t. He looks away, trying to distract himself from that, Kyoko, the impending trial, and the now-familiar sense of impending doom building in his chest with every meter they descended, until his attention falls on Byakuya again.

Byakuya was mirroring Kyoko, arms crossing over his chest, but he’s anything but still. His eyes shake like they don’t know what to focus on, darting, trembling, never at rest. To him, Kyoko, the camera, the descending walls outside the elevator, the others, Toko, him again, the floor. His right cheek is pinched a little with how he’s chewing on it.

He looks younger without his glasses, a lot less regal and closed-off. Makoto had noticed it the night before, right before he kissed him; and though he has the feeling Byakuya wouldn’t appreciate it if he mentioned it, he thinks he really prefers it this way. More human. Less guarded.

“Stop staring.” Byakuya hisses at him, and he jumps, and jerks forward again, face flushing. Had he been making it that obvious?

“Sorry.” He replies, automatically. But he can’t help peeking, especially when he notices the slight, purpling edge of a bruise peeking over the collar of his jacket, zipped all the way up as it is. And decides not to mention that either, at least not right now.

They rattle the rest of the way down in silence.

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As expected, Monokuma is already waiting for them. Bouncing excitedly on its velvet throne, fur pristine once more. 

A different spare, Kyoko thinks, quietly checking off one of her suspicions as confirmed. They knew well by now that Monokuma likely had a reserve of excess models, but this established that there were different models stationed in different places, which could explain how the puppet seemed to get around so quickly; a mystery that she had been pondering for some time now, and deduced to either be secret tunnels, or multiple spares that the mastermind could switch control between on an instant.

But now wasn’t the time to dwell too deeply on that now. She takes her stand, sliding one hand carefully over her jacket pocket as she does, checking that the contents were still there. Casting a brief glance at Makoto, standing across from her.

It would have been for the best if they could have reconvened before this. But there simply hadn’t been time - and to discuss it on the elevator would have alerted the culprit. It was frustrating, but all she could do now was trust that Makoto had done his job.

“Gosh, when you’re all spread out like this, it really shows just how few of you are left!” Monokuma laughs, and sure enough, everyone’s standing a lot further from each other than before. There are new portraits where there should have once been occupied space, sitting within heavy metal frames - Celeste’s and Mondo’s faces slashed through with bright, offensive crosses. Strange how much of a difference was made by the absence of just two people.

Kyoko wonders who could have put those there - Monokuma, for all its many sleight-of-hand tricks, was nowhere near dextrous in shape or form to handle that kind of labor on its own - was it the Mastermind, then with their own hands? Were they watching from somewhere nearby?

“The rules are the same as always! Find out the blackened who killed your precious classmates! Vote them out! Get it right, and only the culprit is punished! Otherwise, only the culprit gets away scot-free!” She slides her attention back towards the bear as it continues its spiel. There were a lot of moving pieces in this trial, and to put it all together, she couldn’t afford to sit back as she did before. She’d need to speak up as soon as she was able. “Now, to start off - who would like to go first?”

She opens her mouth, but-

“I can.” Makoto says before she can make a sound, and returns her sharp and skeptical stare with a look that’s nothing short of anxious confidence.

“Can you?” She finds herself asking, unable to keep the incredulity out of her voice, and he gives a sharp nod that could have just as easily been a nervous swallow. “Then-”

“He can,” Sakura confirms, interjecting into their call-and-return game, and Kyoko turns to her instead. “Me, Hiro, and Hina can confirm his deductions as well. We saw the evidence.”

“Witnessing someone else’s logic is hardly enough to confirm a definite conclusion.” Byakuya scoffs, cutting off Kyoko once more, and she closes her mouth and tries not to feel too irritated. “But if you’re so confident, then go ahead and tell us who you think the culprit is.”

Things were already going off-course. She’d lost her opportunity to lay out her reasoning - but that was fine, she told herself. There was the chance that Makoto had reached the same conclusion as her, and if not, then she can debunk the evidence he laid out. He glances at her, and she nods once, tilting her head to give him her ear.

“O-okay, well.” He clears his throat hesitatingly. “When it comes to the deaths of Celeste, and the- the attempted murder of Byakuya, the culprit is Mondo.”

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[theredconversegirl]

Fanfics where sakura punches/gets mad at sasuke

Hi nonny,

Thanks for stopping by! 💕

I know a few, not many. My favorite is "A Series of Unconventional Events." That fic is hilarious and it's so sad that it's incomplete. 😭 So, let's see what we have for today:

Sakura punches Sasuke 🍅🌸

In which Sakura gets mad/hits Sasuke, accidently or not.

A Series of Unconventional Events By: WellHowAboutThat

There was no forewarning, no possible way to prepare himself. Sasuke Uchiha wasn't so foolish that he thought he could handle this problem. His source of trouble being a certain pink haired team mate that insisted on being full of surprises. [Rated M, incomplete]

This is seriously one of the best tease/tension/romcom fic I ever read. 🤣

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

Sakura accidently hits Sasuke [Chapter 10 of Spectrum] By: GhostofYou

When Sasuke went into the battlefield, he got accidentally hit (hard) by Sakura who was defending the medic camp. [Rated T, complete]

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

So, You Don't Hate Me? By: lunaticmeap

Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura aren't the best of friends, especially when they constantly fight and break some noses along the way. One broken nose and an empty nurse office later says otherwise. [Rated T, complete]

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

The Wooing of Sakura Haruno By: N-AngelFire

In which Sasuke returns to Konoha and decides to put 'Operation Revive Uchiha Clan bow-chicka-bow-wow to action. "Sasuke" She growled as his lips brushed her ear "What do you think you're doing?" "What do YOU think I'm doing?" he breathed. [Rated T, complete]

Not actually a punch, but she gets mad and slaps him.

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

how Sasuke got his groove back [Chapter 51 of a pocket full of sixpence] By: the blanket

Or, Rituals of the Hopelessly Awkward. [Rated M, complete]

The punch is implied here, so we get to read the aftermath mostly.

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

Pang By: metaphorically-blue 

Sakura confronts Sasuke. She glares at you, and in the time it takes to blink and wonder why she's glaring, she punches you in the face. [Rated T, complete]

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

Organic Chemistry By: Kayka

Sakura leads a lecture in which Naruto is an unselective Fluorine molecule and Sasuke’s sexuality is questioned. Seemed like a good idea at the time. [Rated T, complete] *implied/mentioned.

🍅🌸🍅🌸🍅🌸

Our First Fight [Ch1 of Firsts] By: T a C o C a T

One-shot collection. Life is made up of precious firsts. It's how we learn and grow. It's how we fall in love. [Rated M, complete]

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I hope you have a good time reading this stories! 😁 In case anyone knows other fics with this theme, please let me know. Thanks! 💕

~ Happy Reading & Stay Safe!

xoxo

[toku-explained]

The JustiΦ'd Pterodactyl Pair

Trigger: Darrgon has become fixated on Yuna ever since she slapped him, and is now stalking her, as Ignis notes. GUTS-SELECT are monitoring Kuwahara City, where a Kaiju heartbeat has been detected for a few weeks, but no activity. Akito shows Kengo the new writing on the tablet. Ignis approaches Darrgon, and tells him he's experiencing love, through which all who live grow stronger. Akito determines the sun like image represents the Eternity Core, when Kengo touches it he briefly sees a flashback of it, it indeed looks like a Sun, and records indicate the appearance of Kaiju so frequently is down to stimulation from the Eternity Core becoming active again. Yuna calls asking about the analysis, Akito, Kengo and Msrluru witnessing Darrgon grab her. Darrgon tries to woo Yuba on advice from Ignis, but is too physically forceful, leading her to take him, and try to leave. Kengo and Akito arrive, Akito attempting to use Gomora, then Kengo punches him, experiencing a flashback of Trigger fist fighting Darrgon. When Yuna shoots at him he gets mad, sto ping his feet and shaking the ground enough to awaken Zaragas. GUTS Falcon fights Zaragas until Trigger arrives, the battle fairly even until Zaragas sheds it's Armour, moving much quicker to throw Trigger around. Akito and Yuba encourage Trigger while attacking,, as Darrgom questions s why they, being weak, don't just run. Zaragas produces electric spikes which Akito instinctively protects Yuna from, showing Darrgon first hand strength from love. Realising Zaragas adapts to attacks, Akito tells Nanase to use Liquid Nitrogen to freeze it when Trigger attacks. Trigger switches to Power Type. When Zaragas gets knocked back towards Akito and Yuna, Darrgon catches it and throws it back so Trigger can destroy it. Darrgon then identifies that Akito is also in love with Yuna, though he denies it, Darrgon declares them rivals for Yuna's affection and leaves, having learnt a lesson about human strength. Kengo and Akito find more of the mural revealed, revealing a 4th Giant of Darkness who fought Yuzare, Trigger, the flashback to Darrgon fighting him revealing the battle to be more friendly. Kengo is of course shocked.

Galaxy Rescue Force: Sora has done maintenance on the Ribut Blocker, which allows Ribut to use Galaxium Energy efficiently. Ribut discusses receiving it and tge Spreader Rod from his training with Great and Powered, Sora acknowledges they were only able to create the Gudis antibodies thanks to Great defeating Gudis in the past, and Powered's battles against many strong Kaiju like Psycho Baltan. Ribut explains the intense training he received from them but acknowledges he has a long way to go to be on the level of them and many other Ultra Warriors, and he wants to pass that knowledge down to those who come after.

Revice: Daiji gets fed up with Ikki refusing to sign the Fenix Contract and leaves the belt with him, telling him he'll have to find out about Deadmans attacks on his own, he needs to focus on finding the Kong ViStamp. Sakura stops by Ayaka's House, only to find her family thought Ayaka has stayed at hers. Aguilera wants more sacrifices ready to revive Giff, humans able to merge with their Akuma like Julio and Olteca, and wonders if the current candidate can handle that. Ayaka speaks to Sakura, saying she'll attend her sister Miharu's concert, before being confirmed as the candidate. Daiji visits George, who tells him he'll have to change to be able to use the belt. At the concert Ikki is there with Sakura. Ayaka approaches her mother, asking her mother why she never answered the phone, and then when thecsobg is finishes and her mother praises Miharu, she yells at her mother to look at her as well, using the ViStamp to summon Kong, only for her mother to yell out about the monster. Revice Mammoth Genomes fights the Giff Junior's, and Aguilera convinces Ayaka to advance the contract and become a child of Giff instead. Ayaka stamps the contract and merges with Kong, becoming a 3rd Ginext. Ayaka defeats Revi and Vice and takes Miharu with her, saying not all families are loving. Daiji gets real mad at Ikki for treating being Revice as a side gig, while Ikki counters that Daiji can't do anything. Daiji later overhears Ikki getting advice from Mama about Daiji, and finds Daiji has left the Pterodactyl ViStamp for him. Next day, Daiji and other Fenix members are in a standoff with Ayaka, who demands her mother. Daiji thinks Ayaka is already lost, but Ikki disagrees as he arrives with her mother. Revi struggles with Ayaka as her mother apologises for focusing so much on Miharu, and says she doesn't care if she's a monster now asking her to come home. Ayaka seems to overflow with energy from rejecting the contract, causing Miharu to fall, Revice Pterosaur Genomes saves her, Vice becoming a hoverbike while Revi is Daiz based. When Ikki promises to be a Kamen Rider, Daiji explains Georfe told him a phase 2 Deadman can be extracted by Rider Kick. Revi & Vice chase Ayaka down, defeat her, Revi extracting her and Vice finishing the Akuma. Ikki stamps the contract, and Vice sees Ikki vanish from a photo with Daiji.

Zenkaiger: Yatchan hastaken Magine out for a limited offer dessert. Kaito is making deliveries when Stacey ambushes him for another attempt at settling things. The others rush to help him, but the now alone Yatchan is witness to the arrival of Tennis World. Magine overhears and rushes back, but Yatsude has already been made into a Tennis Ball. Twokaiser appears to fight Tennis World, and Magibe rushes to the others with Yatsude, Stacey also overhearing about her plight. Zox realises that Tennis World isn't taking damage, it can only be damaged via Tennis, which is the crux of Barashitara's scheme in using him. Zox has learnt Tennis from a certain manga, and trains the team in Tennis combat. Stacey is spying on them and wonders, remembering his mother taught him Tennis as a boy, he doesn't want Barashitara to make him lose someone else. The team challenges Tennis World but thanks to a biased umpire and explosive techniques he defeats Zyuran, Gaon, Magine and Vroon. Tennis World suggests a handicap, taking on Zox and Kaito at the same time, but doubles themself to do so. Zox uses Super Twokaiser counter his skill, but Tennis World still overpowers them. Satoshi suddenly appears for a substitution. He wins the match, taking away Tennis World's protection, allowing the Zenkaigers to destroy him, saving Yatchan. Kaito thznks him even if it was for Yatchan. Dai Tennis Worlf appears, Zenkaijuoh opposing, but can't hold a racquet. ZenkaiOh VrooMagine opposes instead, managing to win. They let Yatsude know they've seen Satoshi, and he might pop in again some day. At the lab, Ijirude introduces Stacey to his new experimental soldier.

[sheeswee]

Naruto moments I love

Lee dropping the weights

When Choji “died” and Shikamaru saw the butterfly

Kakashi’s Susano’o!!

WHEN NARUTO SHOWED UP TO FIGHT PAIN

Madara Uchiha’s first appearance and the excitement leading up to it

Naruto saving Gaara from a life of pain

Yamato’s long hair

“In the shinobi world, those who don’t follow the rules are trash, but those who abandon their friends are worse than trash.”

WHEN NARUTO BEAT PAIN AMD EVERYONE TOSSED NARUTO INTO THE AIR AND CHEERED

Sasuke wandering the empty Uchiha compound and crying when he sees his house

When you expect the legendary first hokage to be super serious but he’s actually a total dork

NARUTO MEETING HIS MOM AND DAD

The chills of seeing all the Hokage gathered at once!

When Naruto dab-kicks one of Madara’s magical sphere things

ZETSU FUCKING SPEARING MADARA THROUGH THE CHEST WITH HIS HAND

Minato and Kushina holding their son for the first time

Jiraiya’s last speech

Madara catching a kunai with an explosive tag one handed, slapping the explosive tag onto another ninja, then throwing the kunai back at another ninja all in three seconds

Naruto handing Sasuke his headband back after years had passed and Sasuke crying

Rasen-wind-shuriken!

“HASHIRAMAAAAAA” >:D “Madara! I’ll deal with you later.” D:

Sasuke announcing he wants to be hokage and everyone losing their shit

When team seven had to pretend to be cats so they could meet the cat lord??

Everyone decked out in their best armor for the war and Madara running around with only sweatpants on

The Obito vs Kakashi fight where they flashed back to their younger selves

Naruto’s last speech to his dad

“Sasuke, you’ve been my goal!”

Gai opening the final gate and fucking POUNDING Madara HAHAH

Obito in the cave, so excited to see Rin and Kakashi again, always talking about how cool they are- only to have his heart destroyed

Suigetsu eating like fifteen puddings and telling Sasuke his life goals

The four episodes about everyone when they were really young

Sakura taking the burden upon herself to kill Sasuke

The face tiddy

MADARA CASUALLY DROPPING A METEOR ON AN ARMY, IT FAILS, AMD HE DROPS A S E C O N D FUCKING METEOR

Naruto and Kurama teaming up

Gaara’s emotional revival

WHEN OBITOS MASK BROKE AND THE SECRET WAS OUT

Gaara’s first time shedding blood and his scream of pure agony

Madara and Hashirama’s touching last words to eachother

SAKURA PUNCHING THE GROUND ANS DESTROYING IT

Naruto using rasengan on Kabuto for the first time

Obito obliterating an entire army once he sees Rin die

The bittersweet feeling at seeing Kakashi & Obito obtain the Mangekyou at the same time

Sasuke forehead tapping Sakura!!!

When team seven was trying to see Kakashi’s real face and he had a mask under his mask

Naruto hyperventilating and passing out when he found out that Sasuke had a death warrant

“I see your death” “well then”

The terror leading up to Itachi’s death as eh goes to take Sasuke’s eyes and then the feeling of heartbreak

Seeing team seven whole again

Yahiko’s death and the power of the rinnegan

Naruto asking Iruka to be his father at his wedding

Everyone’s eternal dreams, Yamato joining team seven, Sai being accepted, Gaara having Naruto, Tenten feeling strong, Lee beating Neji and Naruto, etc

The sadness of seeing Neji’s team holding onto his dead body and Lee’s scream of agony

Tobi in general

Madara refusing to fight in the first half of the war because no one met his standards

Obito and Rin reuniting in death

Team seven punching Kaguya!!

When Itachi wanted to make Sasuke the perfect egg so he cooked like 30+ eggs until he made the perfect one

Minato unknowingly nearly killing Obito twice

Deidara being a disrespectful brat and a top class terrorist, but allowing Gaara to save his people before knocking him out

KUSHINA AND MINATOS DEATHS, I ALWAYS CRY

“But you have been suffering alone all this time, by Rin’s grave… and by mine as well.”