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grimmcheems · 4 months ago

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When the pale flower grows thorns🌸🥀🩸

A SasuHina AU where Hinata later on joins Orochimaru’s group. Everyone still treats Hinata as fragile and docile and her family mistreats her more the older she gets. Sasuke convinces Orochimaru of a vague plan to acquire another member that has rare abilities like him, never telling him it’s someone he personally knew or that she’s from one of the leaf village’s prominent families.

Rather than have her talents wasted and not allowed the proper time and space to grow, Sasuke secretly converses with Hinata while she’s out on a mission in an attempt to have her join him. (‼️⚠️Yapping below⚠️‼️)

She does end up taking his offer later on and leaves her family in disarray because she leaves Neji with family secrets about the family seal and leaves him to be the family heir.

I did have a bit sketched of Itachi making a joke about the two when they were kids and thus leading to them being engaged/betrothed by their mothers decisions but left it out because it was too much to fit in here. I also had a portion where Hinata painfully removes Neji’s curse mark and him fearing her for a moment and seeing her potential in that small moment before being left to pick up the pieces of their family.

They knew/met each other as children in this since they are both part of important clans in the village and their parents maintained connections with them. Hinata was usually too busy to be around/play with Sasuke and Itachi since her father and family used most of their time to train her, resulting in Sasuke mainly watching her train and her even sparring with Itachi at times (and losing, much to her father’s dismay).

Their moms have them be verbally betrothed as a small joke amongst the older members in their families, but Hinata’s father was not happy with it (since he views her unworthy until she can start acting and moving like a proper ninja of the clan) but didn’t care for it and lets them pretend about it. Sasuke’s family just thinks it’s cute and pay it no mind but occasionally feel sorry for Hinata seeing how she’s worked to the bone to become the clan heir. They do have certain expectations for Sasuke as well but view the Hyuuga’s methods as overkill in some areas. Also Itachi is the eldest so Sasuke doesn’t rly understand what the clan heirs have to put up with most of the time as he’s given more freedoms.

ANYWAYSSS

Hinata basically has had enough of the mistreatment and being underestimated and never being taken seriously so she’d rather turn to them so that she doesn’t have anything holding her back from improving herself and no longer needing to seek constant approval from anybody. Yknow, something like, she never gets to do anything she wants and constantly feels suffocated from having no control over anything she can/can’t do. Her family is so controlling that even if she finds ways in which she can get better she can’t use them because the clan is stubborn in the ways they want her to portray herself and act as a ninja.

I did add goofy bits of Orochimaru commenting on their hair. He cuts Hinata’s to be layered to give her a more mature look, and he hates how Sasuke never changes his lmao.

I kinda feel like making a art of Itachi being so big brother coded towards these two that when he sees Sasuke he’s surprised (bc duh he’s with the bad guys now and he was such a kind hearted baby) but upon seeing Hinata he is proud to see her take something for herself and be able to pave her own way. Idk lmao. I had fun drawing this and like the way I used some of the brushes.

Btw I plan to not have these two interact with each other with romantic intentions in mind but have those feelings sort of progress naturally amongst each other. She also does still have her crush on Naruto in this but realizes it’s not rly gonna go anywhere so she decides it’s best to forget about him and move on, especially with the fact that her lifestyle will become different.

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sasuhinasno1fan · 4 months ago

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The Queen and the Knight

So this is a gift for someone on the SasuHina Month discord and it's a continutation of this fic I did for SasuHina Month like 3 years ago. It's medival inspired and the only story out of 3 attemtps to work, as my Anne with an E/Anne of Green Gables one came to a screetching halt and my Regency with a sprinkle of Ghost Whisper suddenly became something I didn't like, so I hope they like this. It has Merlin elements with mentions of druids but they don't really appear until closer to the end of the story and they don't do very much. In terms of it being a connected fic, the only important things to note is Hinata had been exiled to rule the kingdom she's in now and she helped turn it around, becoming a loved queen. Sasuke was hired by Neji to look after her and they grew closer, him even bringing flowers for her to grow, as gardening is a big thing, the kingdom called Garden of Hope. This is set after Sasuke returns.

“I think you need to taste this for me.”

Sasuke blinked at the custard, decorated with jam and a candy orange before looking back at the royal in front of him.

Queen Hinata Hyuuga, of the Garden of Hope, had been his charge since the moment he arrived. The kingdom had been near death before the former princess was sent in exile. She brought life back to the kingdom, mainly through growing flowers and medicinal herbs, hence the name. He wasn’t stupid, he knew with how close he’d gotten with her, that feelings had developed. He didn’t want to assume she felt the same, even though the flowers he’d brought her were scattered all across the castle’s main garden. The maids had even, on her orders, collected some to have in her room. He only knew that part as he had to collect her from there every morning from her personal maidservant.

“Um,” he said, a bit flustered. He didn’t like sweets normally, but he had a hard time saying no to her.

“What? You’d rather your queen be poisoned? This jam was a gift from the Kingdom of Sound, before we discovered they were looking for an easy way into my father’s kingdom.”

Of course he didn’t want that, but he also knew the kingdom wouldn’t risk poisoning jam. It would be too easy to figure out once a jar of preserved food was opened. Regardless, he let the queen feed him a spoonful and actually closed his eyes in satisfaction. He wasn’t lying, he hated sweets, but this was tart, but not overly so. There was, was that cinnamon? He didn’t even know they’d received that. It didn’t matter, it helped give it a taste that dulled any overpowering sweetness. “It’s, it’s fine, your majesty.”

“Oh.” She said, looking like she’d already known that. “Then perhaps the wine. Come, sit and try it for me.”

The wine that Naruto had sent over as a late celebratory gift for Hinata’s coronation? It had been aging since she didn’t drink much, but here he was, being handed a goblet and staring at the queen until he took a sip and watched her smile. He’d do anything to gain that smile, so of course it took him a while to realise, accepting the milder sweets from the queen’s fingers to realise, was she…courting him?

He dropped her off in the council room, warning the guards what would happen if anything happened to her as usual and left to start training the knights. As normal, he was stern and fierce, battling against the other knights and reminding them why a rouge knight was in charge of their queen’s safety, but his mind was a mess. What was that? Why was she doing that? When he’d returned with the flowers, she’d kissed him on the cheek but nothing happened. he knew how he felt, but her safety was more important.

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“A tourney?”

Being inside the queen’s room was probably the worst thing he should be doing while she was bathing, but her personal maidservant was helping her and it was hard to converse through a wooden door. He was facing it as his queen updated him on the events of the council meeting. They were still building relations with other kingdoms, which he assumed most of the meeting had been about. Other than the Kingdom of Sound, no other kingdom had attempted to attack them. Her former kingdom hadn’t made any attempts at building bonds, but she didn’t seem bothered.

“What exactly would this be for? To celebrate the bonds we’ve created with kingdoms?”

“No,” Hinata sounded hesitant and he had to stop himself from turning to look at the screen blocking her. “They think it would be a good idea for me to use it as a way to choose a husband.”

“What?” he did turn, staring at the dark wood screen, lavender stalks etched into the frame; another gift from a member of the village. “They want you to what?”

“I told them I didn’t agree with the idea. I helped the Garden rise up by myself, with the only help given from the Yamanaka royal family of the Kingdom of Stars. I didn’t need a man then and I don’t want the kingdom thinking I need one now. They said they understood that and only wanted me to have support, but I have the kingdom for that. And you.”

Sasuke turned to the door again. “What else did they say?”

“They at least think I should have one to celebrate my arrival to the kingdom.”

“Not your coronation?”

Water seemed to hit the floor at that moment. Movement from behind the screen sounded like she’d gotten out of the bath. He tried not to focus on that. “According to the council, my arrival should have been celebrated and my willingness to help the kingdom even when I didn’t feel welcome, was proof of how much of a blessing I am. Though, those were their words.”

Not ones she’d believe. He didn’t know how she easily had the love of her whole kingdom and still couldn’t believe how much they saw her as a goddess.

A knock on the door had him calling for who it was, before telling the maid to enter. Expertly, she entered with…two plates?

“Why is there a second plate?” he asked.

“That is yours.” The queen answered, wrapped in a warm robe given to her from the Inu Kingdom and their obnoxious prince Kiba. The pale colour of her sleeping gown poked out as she walked to the head of her table. She looked at him, telling him silently to sit.

“Your majesty.” He tried saying.

“Sit.” She ordered.

He looked at the maid and maidservant, who only gave him looks and smiles like they knew what his answer would be. They did know. They knew he never said no to her unless necessary. He pulled his sword off his belt, leaving it leaning against the table within reach and watched his queen kindly thank the maid for the food and told both her and the maidservant to be back within an hour. He stared at her as she started her dinner and she didn’t look the slightest bit bothered he hadn’t started. Before he could ask what she was up to, she interrupted him.

“Are you going to compete?”

“Huh?”

“In the tourney?”

He raised a brow. “You’re agreeing to it? Even if the council wants you to pick a husband from the competitors?”

“I can’t have the people of the village take part. Even if I narrowed down the events, most are too deadly to risk doing. I might just convince them to focus on bouts, only until a person is knocked down for at least 10 seconds. Any bloodshed that risks a life is immediate disqualification and jailing, at least for a trail. I won’t let my kingdom be a place that expects deaths as entertainment.”

He could agree with that. He picked up his cutlery and started eating. The silence wasn’t stifling, it was similar to the silences they’d have where she was destressing in her garden and he’d follow her. It stayed for the rest of dinner and Hinata gave him her gentle smile as he was dismissed. He was still no closer to finding out what she was up to, but it was fine. for now.

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“Have you had any experience with druids?” she suddenly asked, sounding curious.

He chewed slowly as he thought. Somehow, he was being fed food again, this time as they walked through the village market. Queen Hinata was handed samples from food stalls and she’d feed him a piece of everything. Swallowing, he answered, “of sorts. Prince Naruto, the prince I know, his mother’s family is closely connected. I never got a straight answer of if that meant she is one but Naruto is either magic or incredibly lucky. I still think he’s an idiot but since he’s saved my life more than enough times, I supposed I can’t be too demanding of answers. Why?”

“There’s a druid clan near the kingdom and some of the villagers know of them. They used to go to them when illnesses were bad. Apparently, they think the clan wants to meet me. Do you think I should be worried?”

“Naruto swears unless you harm them, the clans avoid conflict. Magic needs a balance, to attack without reason would go against their beliefs. They probably want to know the person who’s been caring for the villagers. If you invite them to join in selling wares at the market, they might be willing to start integrating into the village. They’d still keep their home away from here, closer to the magic of the area.”

“Perhaps. Would I be wrong to ask them to come to the tourney? It seems like such a good place for everyone to interact.”

“They might even be willing to help the healers. You can’t go running in yourself.” He reminded.

“Your majesty!” a voice called. It was the baker’s wife. Their daughter had been one of Hinata’s first patients and as she recovered, the queen was gifted bread whenever she came into the village. She held something in a cloth. “Your majesty, my husband just finished a new dessert with the cinnamon we were given by the castle. It’s like a roll but rolled to hold the flavours of cinnamon and sugar. Please.”

Sasuke took it from the woman as he normally would with items given to the queen and opened the cloth to show the twisted roll. It even had a layer of icing. It was messy, leaving white and brown spots on the cloth, so he kept holding it and let the queen take a bite. Much like the dessert she fed him before, she moaned, loudly, much to the villagers delight and laughter.

“What does your husband call it?”

“Our daughter simply called it a 'cinnamon roll'.”

“Could your husband teach the castle cooks to make it? They’re making food for the welcoming banquet for the tourney and this would be the best dessert. It could even be served as breakfast when we send the leftovers down to the village. I will of course pay your family.”

“Might as well, we all know our queen will devour the rolls.” A merchant joked, laughing as Hinata went red.

“I will not!”

“Yes you will.” Sasuke decided to tease.

“Don’t encourage them!”

“But how can they know you love them?”

She pouted and snatched the roll away. “I’ll have the head cook come to the bakery.” She said, shooting a mild glare at Sasuke. “I’ll be heading back to the castle; I have studying to do and I think the knights need training.”

He knew a dismissal when he heard one. Guess he’d gone too far.

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“The Garden of Hope. This kingdom bloomed back to life thanks to their queen, Queen Hinata and today is the anniversary of when she arrived in this kingdom. You hadn’t crowned her yet, but she was your queen and she has been the person who will lay down her life for you. We also know she will do the same for us, druids she only heard of and only met a day ago, just because we’d be in trouble. We will do the same for her. We hear, that on your coronation, your crown had been made of flowers, made by loving hands, like your crown today.” The druid leader said, his long white hair and severe beard and moustache making him look unapproachable, though his calm deep voice kept the whole kingdom calm.

As Hinata had come to be seated in the box, she’d been stopped by a crowd of the village children. The village seamstress' son had yelled at them for a moment when she started to kneel to be at their level, not wanting the pale purple and white to be dirtied, including the sleeve cap that trailed as long as her dress. They ignored him as they handed her the flower crown, made by all the children of the village with their own favourite flowers. It was messy and only the help from the older kids kept it from being lopsided but the queen’s smile and delight had been the biggest they’d seen.

“Our original plan had been to create you a crown with protective crystals, but from speaking with you last night at the feast, you would only worry over your subjects than yourself. You have your knight to look after your safety to keep you focused on your people and we can’t think of a more deserving crown than the one made with their loving hands.”

Sasuke, standing with the rest of the contestants for the tourney, still did his duty and went over to the box to take the crown Hinata handed down to him and brought it to the druid leader.

“I’d worry if you destroy it. it’ll either be the queen of the children. Honestly, the children are much scarier.”

The leader didn’t know if to believe him but he still handled the crown carefully. A crystal in hand, they all watched magic become visible as the flowers go from live items to become like crystal lined in gold.

“May the living embodiment of your people’s love be a reminder of who you protect.”

The cheers from the crowds grew in volume as Sasuke passed the crown back to Hinata’s maidservant, who carefully recrowned the Queen of the Garden of Hope.

As the fights had started, Sasuke stayed inside his tent, more focused with arming himself in his armour, as his squire Boruto – Naruto’s younger cousin who he sent to Sasuke when the young one wouldn’t stop begging him – watched the matches to observe and update him on the winners.

He hadn’t planed on participating, expecting to be in his normal place of at his queen’s side. The same day he’d teased her in front of the village members, she’d still been pouting about it and he asked what he could do to cheer her up. She got this look in her eyes and turned to him, telling him to participate and win if he wanted her forgiveness. And since he was incapable of saying no to her, here he was, buckling the vambrace on.

“Let me help.” He looked up to see the queen entering, her maidservant following.

“What are you doing here? The matches are still happening aren’t they?”

“Master Sasuke!” Boruto yelled, skidding to a stop when he realised he was about to crash into the queen. “Um…”

“Finish your sentence.” He ordered the boy. It was clear to see the relation between him and Naruto sometimes.

“The last fight ended because one of the opponents was headbutted. Her majesty disqualified the one who did it and is waiting until hearing the injured opponent will be alright before continuing the matches. So, you’re match got pushed up.”

“Thank you Boruto. Perhaps you can also have a break? The druids have brought fruits from their orchards for the village to taste. Hotaru can take you.” Hinata said, nodding to her maidservant.

Any other woman he’d be worried about, but everyone knew there were multiple times the two were alone together and no one would dare accuse her of anything happening, not when his sword was close at hand. Besides, even with him with her majesty, he had no doubt the knights who were actually on duty were nearby.

“Can I?” she asked, lifting her hands, hovering over his arm.

He held it out, watching her easily buckle the vambrace into place and even passing her the other when she gestured to it.

“Can I ask why you wanted me to participate? Any of the knights easily could have done this. My main duty is to you.”

“I know.” he stared waiting for her to speak again, but she stayed silent.

“The past few weeks, you’ve…been doing things.”

“Have I?” she asked, clearly faking her questioning tone.

“Feeding me food, our outings feel different. When I came back from the Kingdom of Stars, you…things changed.”

“Are you upset with the changes?”

“No.” he answered. “I just…am a little lost on what they mean.”

She looked up at him, sliding her hand down until it slipped into his. “Is it difficult to understand?”

He was being an idiot, wasn’t he?

What she was saying had to be obvious, he just didn’t think it was possible or proper. When had she ever done anything proper as a royal? She interacted with her kingdom constantly, healed them and accepted their gifts. She earned their gifts and love to the point that they wanted to celebrate her arrival, even when they hadn’t appreciated her when she arrived. She got dirty in her garden, would chase the village children in their games and could run circles around the council before they realised she knew exactly what she was doing. He was hired by her cousin but he stayed for her. The flowers he brought back were always present in her room.

Gods, he was an idiot wasn’t he?

“Master Sasuke, look! It’s called a peach!” Boruto yelled, running into the tent again, barely skidding to a stop to not crash into the queen.

“Hotaru, the item?” the queen asked. She was handed something that made Boruto’s eyes widen. She turned back to him and placed a handkerchief in his hand.

If hadn’t realised before, he did now. It was the same purple she favoured in her gowns and had a ring of flowers sewn on one corner.

“I will keep this safe, your majesty. The prize tonight is to sit at your side for the feast; I hope to be the one.” he said, bowing his head.

“Always. Come Hotaru, we should see if the knight is alright and continue the tourney. Sir Sasuke has to win.” She said, with a smile over her shoulder.

He stared as the door to the tent flopped shut, unable to help the smile growing on his face as he looked at the handkerchief.

“The queen…” Boruto struggled to come up with a sentence.

“Yes, the queen.” Sasuke said, pressing a kiss onto the token. “Eat that quickly, I’m going to wait by the arena.”

Visiting knights had been upset that the queen’s own personal guard earned the right to eat by her side, but every member of the Garden of Hope told them the same thing: The Queen and her knight would never stray far from each other. The Queen would always choose her knight and she’d continue to do so when he became King Consort, just like he would always protect her, whether sworn by duty or by marriage vows.

#sasuhina #medieval au #mutual pining #sasuke is just a bit slow on the uptake

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