#sasuke got his ass beat a lot but it was never standing still and never easy and you know why? because he wasnt monologuing. that boy was

[deadmegumi]

As always. they really used to say it's an honor to meet the great copy ninja kakashi. and then whoop his ass.

[captnjacksparrow]

What are your full thoughts on Sakura's confession to Naruto? I've seen some fans blame it on Sai as he "emotionally manipulated" Sakura into doing all she can to stop Naruto which led to the fake confession.

Thanks for this ask @dinainwater 👍🏼 I always wanted to talk about that arc where all the characters' motivations were clearly set up. Sorry for the late response, Sakura’s prompts always makes my skin crawl.

I never knew that Sakura wankers would retort to such tactics by shifting the blame on Sai. I've said this in many posts and I don't mind repeating it here. Sakura was always written as a narrative tool to propagate the main characters, Naruto and Sasuke. This was always the case right from chapter 3.

This is also the arc where Team 7′s loyalty was put under the microscope for us viewers to observe. What will Team 7 do, when they hear about Sasuke who turned into a wanted Criminal??

SAKURA’S FAKE CONFESSION 

Let’s start with Sai. He is also a member of Team 7. Sai doesn’t give a damn about Sasuke and he doesn’t have to. Because he never knew anything about him. But Sai really cared about Naruto more than Sakura ever did anything for Naruto combining Part 1 and Part 2. Unlike others, Sai started to care about Naruto because he saw something in him that reminded him of his brother Shin. Naruto didn’t have to prove anything to him to win his friendship like he did with Neji and others. In fact, Naruto hated him in the beginning.

Sai, a guy who couldn’t understand any feelings, has slowly started to understand something and he started to help/save Naruto without any motivations or expectations.

Well, I feel Kishi meant to parallel Sai with Sasuke not only in terms of looks but also when it comes to protecting him. 

That’s why Sai went to Sakura to call her out for being a lazy donkey by dumping all the works on Naruto whereas she was sitting on her cool Ass without doing anything.

Well, I want everyone to put yourself in Sai’s place. What would you have done?While Naruto is getting beaten up for Sasuke’s sake and Sakura is sitting there leaving everything with Naruto to deal with the rough parts.

Now the wankers may make silly excuses like, ‘Naruto asked her to leave it to him’.

I am asking them, ‘Well, That didn’t stop Sai from not following what Naruto was about to do. He was worried about Naruto and followed him to see what he was going to do. And defended him from Karui’s attacks. Why couldn’t Sakura do this?’.

All these panels proves,

Sakura doesn’t give 2 shits about Naruto. But Sai genuinely cares about him a lot.

[[No wonder, Sai is one of the people with whom Naruto contacts a lot in Borutoverse also]]

Emotional manipulation is when someone uses their own feelings to make the other person feel guilty. I am pretty sure you all know who manipulated whom emotionally throughout the series. 

Sai was simply acting here as the viewers’ voice. I don’t know about how viewers felt about the confrontation scene. I felt that Sai was asking what I was feeling about Sakura, the whole time!!! 

Simply put,

“Just now, Karui beat Naruto into a pulp. He just doesn’t want to worry you by telling this. But why are you sitting simply without worrying about what’s happening to others? Do you really care about Naruto, a bit? You made some shitty promise with him some time ago and I don’t even know what it was. But he means to carry on that promise for the rest of his life because he likes you. Don’t you think you should take responsibility for putting such a burden on him?”

Now, This is where things get really interesting. Sai just observed Naruto’s behaviour around Sakura and concludes that Naruto is bearing all this pain for Sakura and to an extent for Sasuke but mostly for Sakura.

Sai comes to this conclusion because he never knew what happened between Naruto and Sasuke in part 1. He never saw their interaction or what’s going on between them. But Sakura does. 

Sai feels deeply empathetic towards Naruto’s sadness and doesn’t want him to get hurt anymore. Hence he is calling her out for her insensitiveness when asking Naruto to make a Life Time Promise. Sai went one step ahead and added that everyone relies on Naruto too much. As a friend, Sai thinks that they all should shoulder Naruto’s burden. 

There’s nothing wrong with Sai and his perspective.

Also, if he really intended to manipulate her, Sai shouldn’t have to tell Naruto about everything that had happened with Sakura and his Academy friends when he met him in the Land of Iron.

Even the most sensible Shikamaru thinks Sai was right.

For me, All of her Academy Classmates were speaking sense. Because, they were just observers. 

Simply put, Sai and Everyone thinks that Sasuke has joined Akatsuki, the organization which destroyed their Village to the ground and was also hunting Naruto. But Sakura’s promise is putting Naruto’s life at danger because they feel Naruto is doing these for the Life Time promise he made 3 years ago before all of her Academy Classmates because everyone knows that Naruto never go back on his words.

Where is the emotional manipulation here?

The only problem from their opinion is that they never factored the extent of Naruto’s and Sasuke’s relationship into the equation and it’s not their fault. Because no one knows. But Sakura knows, atleast a bit if not entirely. We, the audience knew what happened in the VoTE1.

Sakura openly acknowledged to Sai that Naruto considers Sasuke as his brother. She even saw Naruto fall into the ground and bawling like a baby when Sasuke left with Orochimaru.

Can’t she put 2+2 to know that, Naruto is not just doing this for her??

Well, Since when has she ever been emotionally perceptive of others’ feelings? She always thought everything revolved around her. So, it’s not really surprising. 

Well, in this scene I genuinely thought, She was going to do something good once and for all. 

What Sakura could have done?

She should’ve confronted to them like a strong woman (as much as her wankers portrays her to be), ‘Naruto is not doing this for me. He may love me. But He is doing this not just for me. I knew about Naruto better than anyone. He truly wanted to save Sasuke for himself as well. We all should talk about this to Naruto and decide later.”

But she didn’t!!!

Later Sakura went on and proposed to Naruto pathetically and got rebuffed. She really thought Naruto would believe her proposal. She still thinks ‘Naruto is an idiot’. Even Kiba couldn’t believe this bullshit. 

‘Sakura, You Dumb Biashhhh’, This is what Kiba must be thinking inside.

This is just another way for Kishi by dissing her and telling us that ‘Sakura never reached any emotional maturity. She is a self-absorbed girl who thinks that she is the center of everyone’s life. Sai, who spent very little time could understood Naruto better than Sakura, who was with him for a long time’.

From Writing point of View, 

Up until that point, Kishi tried to build some platonic crush between Naruto and Sakura. But he decided to break that crush by making Naruto reject her Fake Confession and prefer Sasuke over Sakura.

Furthermore, He used her as a tool to make Naruto and Sasuke meet under the bridge, which was the iconic scene of the entire Series and that’s the moment, that particular Arc was leading upto. The writer is telling us that, 

Even though Sakura wholeheartedly love Sasuke, when things don’t go well, she is not a person who will try to understand why Sasuke is doing whatever he did so far. Instead, she plunged right at him.

Even though Naruto likes Sakura, Sasuke trying to kill her will not evoke any kind of rage as one would display for their loved one when they gets hurt. Which means Naruto places Sasuke higher than Sakura.

Even though Sasuke plunged into the depth of darkness, seeing Sakura would not evoke any kind of positive feelings in him. But Naruto can. 

Even though Sasuke turned into a killing machine, and the entire world turned upon him including his former Team, the only person who will stand with him will be Naruto, no matter what.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

Sai has nothing to do with her delusion. Sai simply spoke his perspective about Naruto and his pain, excluding Sasuke (because he didn’t know about him). As someone who knew both Sasuke and Naruto, Sakura should have a better judgement in this matter. But she didn’t. She made a fool out of herself by taking a worst decision to confess dishonestly before Naruto and tried to kill Sasuke without understanding what both of them are going through. 

Even if you live with this woman for 100 years, she is incapable of understanding anyone.

[whereisnardo]

Building off the college AU (1st post here)

Hidan is a student that has been at university for 8 years and still doesn’t have his MA. He’s so focused on the parties and bar fights he forgets he’s paying out the ass for an education. Gets extremely pissed every time someone calls him Hayden instead of Hidan.

Kakazu is an economics and business professor. He owns at least three of his own corporations and has significant knowledge in stocks and trading. He has a short temper but he is actually a really good teacher.

Shikamaru is torn ok? He’s a lil genius and he knows he should do something like aerospace engineering or biochemistry, but he just can’t make up his mind because they all take so much work. He probably picks a career path that’s is both intellectual and straightforward. Theoretical’s are fun when it’s purely curiosity, but working in a field of almost entirely theoretical anything is a nightmare for him. It’s a shame, he’d be good at it too.

Choji is a food science major. Not a culinary student, a food scientist. They’re different. He’s also minoring in philosophy and history because he just likes those subjects.

Tsunade is one of the biomedicine professors. She yells a lot. You can tell she’s passionate about what she does but omg her class is HARD. Sakura and Ino have this class together, they are lab partners.

Jiraiya teaches in the English department, specifically about literature. He used to tell his students about his... novels. But then someone actually looked them up, read them, and proceeded to tell the class what they were all about. He got roasted to Hell, other teachers heard about it. He has never lived it down. Gets smacked around by Tsunade for making female students feel uncomfortable.

Aoba teaches computer science and coding classes. He’s quiet and gets mistaken for a student more often than he would like to admit. His grading scale and assignment load are fair, and most of his students like him. He accepts late work with a 5% penalty for every day the assignment is late.

Sasuke never grew out of his emo phase. Girls used to love that shit, but he can’t get a girlfriend to save his life now. Ino beat him up and Itachi lectured him about being cruel. He goes to university across the country from his brother, he has a chip on his shoulder for something that happened when they were kids. Itachi has tried righting it, and their parents encourage Sasuke to go to group therapy. He does not, he would rather brood. It’s for the AeStHeTiC.

Asuma, i mentioned before teaches engineering. He also rides a motorcycle and turns up to class in worn jeans and a car-grease stained t-shirt. He does minor mechanic work on the side for fun. He tries to straighten out Shikamaru because he knows that he could do great things. Constantly brings flowers to Kurenai’s class room to remind people that she (and he) are married.

Temari is majoring in mechanical engineering. She’s one of the only girls in her class and will physically fight the men that look at her sideways. We stan a strong, independent queen.

Kankuro isn’t even a student. He’s made his own way making very elaborate wooden furniture. He just comes to visit his siblings—but the reason he’s actually coming by is to go to parties. Temari has thrown him out several times. Usually Gaara offers him his couch out of pity.

Gaara is majoring in poli-sci like Naruto. They end up being good friends, but Nardo’s abrasive personality does shock him at first. He introduces him to Kankuro, they actually hit it off. Temari cannot stand the three of them together, but she’s happy that Gaara had made a friend.

Tenten is studying to be a physical therapist, she’s also minoring in psychology and biology. She works on campus and lives in the dorms, she’s thought about joining a sorority, but when she checked one out to pledge, she realized they were not for her. She didn’t even think that most of the girls even liked each other. But it’s okay, she ends up making friends with a girl (Hinata) that lives on her floor.

Hinata told her parents that she was going to med school to be a surgeon, because that’s what they want her to do. But she’s double majoring in chemistry and biomedicine instead, she wants to do research and help people by finding new treatments for diseases. Her cousin Neji knows she changed her major, but he hasn’t said anything.

Neji is following his family’s example and going to med school to be a surgeon. He finds out that he really likes pediatric medicine, and wants to work in that. He likes child patients over adult patients, they also tend to complain less.

[moonofiron]

Ok I just wanted to write a really short and sweet smutty piece for ShikaTema. But I have failed miserably. I am too attached to Naruto-verse and all the characters in general. (Like, I'm so attached that I can't even read or watch most of NaruHina/SasuSaku smut - it feels WRONG).

There are a few after thoughts regarding this piece, too. I really enjoyed writing this. I really love ShikaTema and they were my first OTP. Hell, I didn't even know that the terms OTP or shipping existed when I started rooting for them. So, this is super close to my heart ❤️ and ✨unedited✨. I legit wrote 8.4k words on my phone and my eyes are rolling on the ground right now.

Anime: Naruto Shippuden (Set in post-Shippuden and pre-Boruto-verse.)

Characters: Shikamaru Nara x Temari Scenes with Ino, Sasuke, Naruto, Hinata, Sakura, Sai. Passing mention of Choji.

Genre: Fluff, angst, flirting, explicit sexual content 🥵, slight voyeurism, oral, raw sex

Word Count: 8.4k (yikes!)

Synopsis: Shikamaru has finally had enough of Temari’s incessant flirting

Rating: M

Minors, dni

Friends and family from all five villages had been invited to the annual Hanami Matsuri in Konoha. Hinata had invited some of Naruto's closest to their house for a brunch party before the matsuri started full swing. Hinata had cooked everything from scratch and Sakura and Ino had helped decorate her backyard with streamers and flowers. Everything looked immaculate and lovely. The boys were all specially thrilled to be getting together after such a long time.

"What a rowdy bunch," said Ino with a wide grin, a look of pride plastered on her face. Sakura grinned, too.

"Judgemental as always, Ino, I'll be joining em soon, ya know? Do you think I'm rowdy too, love? You're breaking my heart here." Shikamaru moved uncomfortably close to Ino's ear, making her squirm under his presence. He loved to lightly flirt with Ino and see her all flustered.

"Baaka janaai no? Take your charm elsewhere. Or I'm going to get Sai to beat you up one day."

"Hai hai, Ino Sensei," he winked at her and made his way to the bar to grab a beer and light a cigarette.

Sakura, visibly shaken by Shikamaru’s loose and flirtatious behaviour, grabbed Ino’s arm.

"What the hell was that, Ino?! Do...do you think he likes you?"

"What? No way. It's just an inside joke. He was the one who helped me get together with Sai, you know?"

After a long moment of admirinng the friendship she shared with Shikamaru, Ino spoke up.

"I just wish that someday he'll do something in his own i nterests, too."

"What do you mean?"

“There's someone. Loves her like a fucking dog. Like weak-in-the-knees-slash-worship-her kinda love, you know?"

"I just can’t imagine Shikamaru in the way you're describing him."

"Yeah, I get that. He really is tough to break into. Anyway, this isn't for me to share, Sakura. Let's have some of those karaage Hinata has prepared. I can't get enough of them."

Shikamaru leaned against the bar, craving a minute to himself. He wished Choji could have been there but he was away on a mission. Everyone was at the other end of the backyard or inside the house. He looked up at the sky, admiring the clouds slowly moving towards nowhere in particular. Before he could pop open the beer bottle, he noticed Temari entering with Kankuro and Gaara.

"Tsk, mendukse," he muttered under his breath.

He wasn't expecting to see Temari today. He really wasn't in the mood to be on his best behavior. The last mission had taken away a lot from him. He hadn't slept properly and he was tired. He wanted to just have a good time with the gang, maybe play some cards and get drunk out of his mind. But there she was, bright and beautiful in her stubbornness as always, making Shikamaru's heart sink and flutter all at the same time. He felt himself tighten up when she caught him looking at her.

"Hey! Shikamaru! How've you been?" she waved and shouted from across Naruto's backyard.

He waved back and put on an awkward smile.

She was walking towards him slowly. He noticed the slightly exaggerated sway in her hips and felt himself steadily losing breath. He kept his beer bottle on the table beside him and put his hands in his pockets as he waited for her to reach him.

”Hello, Temari. Wasn't expecting to see you here."

"Oh..? Why not?"

"I don't know. I thought only Kankuro would be here for the Matsuri," he inhaled the smoke from his cigarette deeply before tapping it.

"Well, I am here. And you'll show me around, yes?"

He stayed silent for a moment too long and his eyes pierced into hers. He finally broke her gaze and moved his head to the side to blow out the smoke.

"If I'm free, I'll grab ya."

"What do you mean if you're free? Is that how you treat your guests, Shikamaru-kun?" Temari tugged at his t-shirt and teased slightly, pouting at him, never leaving his gaze. She loved to see Shikamaru get awkward around her. The green of her eyes had him weak in his knees again.

Shikamaru looked down at his t-shirt bunched up in her delicate hands. She was mindlessly moving her thumb in circles against his chest. He felt a flash of an indescribable feeling and something inside him broke loose.

He held her arm and pulled her dangerously close. Temari's eyes widened and she let out an audible gasp.

"I know how to treat a guest like you very well, Temari," he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, his lips barely inches away from hers.

"I... I ...Shikamaru... What..what are you doing Everyone... someone could be watching. What would they think?"

"Hmm ..what would they think, Temari?" Shikamaru spoke in a tone so cold that Temari felt a shiver go down her spine.

"Let me go, you idiot."

He gripped her arm harder, grit his teeth, and shoved his thigh between her legs. She let out a soft moan and he felt her back arch ever so slightly.

"Shik.." He suddenly let her go, leaving her too flustered to collect herself. He picked up his beer and grabbed another another one before walking towards everyone else.

"What's up, Kankuro?" he said loudly.

"Same old, genius," Kankuro patted him on the back as he took the beer bottle from him.

When Shikamaru reached the others gathered around the table, he noticed that Temari was still standing at the bar. Her hands were balled into tight fists, and from the rise and dip of her shoulders he could tell she was breathing deeply. He looked away and stopped paying attention to her for fear that he'll start coming to terms with what he had just done. And, he wasn't looking forward to that.

Shikamaru avoided Temari throughout the brunch but always caught her stealing glances at him. He could see the smirk on her face everytime she got a chance to be near him. He was losing his patience with the woman. She was deliberately brushing her hands against his. She was finding ways of leaning over him to grab food or drinks, brushing her hair against his face. Everytime she got up from the table they were all huddled around, playing poker, she made sure she lightly brushed his groin with her ass. Getting through the brunch proved to be frustrating at worst and left him breathless at best.

Everyone started leaving slowly, like people often do. They said their goodbyes and hugged and promised to do this again sometime soon. When Temari and her brothers left, Shikamaru let out a sigh of relief. Everyone had left except him and Sasuke.

"I see something's brewing in your pants, ahem, I mean your brain, you bastard," Naruto joked out loud.

"Hai hai, she's going to be the death of me." Shikamaru leaned his head back on the chair. His eyes followed a lone cloud.

"Well, then, you shouldn't have given her a taste of you like that at the bar, ya know?" Sasuke smirked.

"I'm sick of your eyes seeing everything everywhere. Mendukse ne. Tsk." Shikamaru let out a puff of smoke.

"Don't worry, no one noticed you both doing whatever the fuck you were doing throughout. They were all drunk, anyway."

"Yeah, not worried. Alright, gotta do some stuff before the matsuri starts, boys. Jaana!"

Shikamaru walked out of Naruto’s and clutched the green clip he'd bought for Temari long back. He carried it everywhere in order to be prepared to give it to her should the occasion arise. Perhaps it was his way of having a little control over this situation. He started to make his way to his home but thought better of it and walked towards the inn he knew Temari was staying at. She always stayed there because of how pretty and secluded it was. It gave her a chance to be away from her two brothers.

When he reached, he paced back and forth. His nerves were catching up to him.

"What if she gets angry? What if she never talks to me again?" His mind was over-flowing with questions he had no answers to. Questions he didn’t want answers to.

He got tired of thinking through the details and just went ahead, fully aware that his actions didn't align with the kind of man he was. But, over the years he'd realised that this was one matter he couldn't rationalise. He couldn't plan or predict this. He couldn't fit it into a strategy or logic. All he knew for certain was that he came undone everytime Temari so much as looked at him. He found himself perched on the balcony of her room.

She was going for a bath. Once she entered the bath, Shikamaru jumped inside the room and made himself comfortable as he leaned against the shelf on the wall infront of the washroom. He blended in with the room, completely still and quiet, as he waited for Temari to come out. He just wanted to talk. Just wanted to see her again. Be near her, again.

He waited for about 20 minutes, his mind a wilderness amd tangle of multiple ways he would explain what he was doing in her room, before she stepped out. When she did, she was naked and drenched in water, a scenario he hadn’t thought through. The water droplets made her body glitter in the soft early-evening sunlight. Shikamaru involuntarily gasped and bit his lip. Despite himself, he scanned her top to bottom as she mumbled something to herself. She looked absolutely stunning. He wanted nothing more than to love her with his entire being. Something tugged hard at his insides, he felt a drunkenness swallow him whole.

"Ugh, I don't know why I always forget to take my towel in the bath, it's so cold, fuck" mumbled Temari to herself as she looked around for the towel. She had goosebumps all over her body from the cool air. She was running late for the Matsuri, too. Her yukata was not ironed yet. Her phone kept buzzing and all of it was driving her up the wall. To top it all, she couldn't stop thinking about how Shikamaru had shoved his thigh between her legs earlier. How less it had taken for her to just yield. In the chaos, she completely missed Shikamaru, comfortable beside the shelf, quietly admiring her.

She bent down to pick up the towel on wooden stool right next to the washroom door. "I can't believe the towel was here all along, tsk. Where is my mind today?"

As she started getting up, she found herself unable to move. Terror painted her face. Back muscle? Slipped disc? A hundred explanations ran through her head before something made her unclench her hand around the towel, making it fall on the floor. A force made her sit still on the stool. It made her spread her legs and move her hands to her nipples, pulling them, all against her will. She gasped at her own touch, bewildered. She struggled to break out of whatever the fuck was happening but her limbs wouldn't listen to her.

Shikamaru quitely walked towards her and stroked her face gently. He bent down, his lips just a hair's length from Temari's ears.

"Kaagemane no jutsu, sekko," whispered Shikamaru hoarsely.

"Sh..shikamaru..wha...what's the meaning of..." she felt a darkness shove itself down her throat. Shikamaru had used his shadows to bind her throat as well as stop her from speaking.

"You're going to sit tight and do exactly what I want you to." He knew Temari was utterly baffled and terrified. Her face made it very clear.

"I won't take you to the matsuri otherwise, Temari," smirked Shikamaru.

He could feel the heat from her body. He moved back, his eyes tracing each and every part of it.

"You're gorgeous, you know?" he said as he settled in a chair in front of her. Shikamaru noticed that Temari's soft breasts perked up involuntarily at his words. He spread his legs to mirror her. He wanted to appear collected and he lit a cigarette to calm himself down. His insides felt gooey. He slowly pulled out the shadow from her mouth so she could breathe.

"Feel better?"

Temari gagged and panted and slowly nodded, her chin was covered with her own drool. She looked like a dream, she looked absolutely unreal to Shikamaru. His hands itched, his breath faltered, and he could feel the hair on his neck stand up.

Too embarrassed and shocked and scared and aroused all at once, Temari looked away from Shikamaru's piercing eyes.

"Shi...Shikamaru..ple..please. What do you think you're doing? This is..." she spoke in a strong voice but Shikamaru could hear the slight tremble.

He lost his patience and cut her off meanly.

"What do you think you were doing at the brunch? Strutting around all pretty for me like that. Hmm?"

"For you?" Temari mustered the courage to bite back, her eyebrows rose.

Temari felt a deep blush rising in her cheeks when Shikamaru didn't move or say anything. He usually couldn't bear to look at her in the eyes for more than half a minute. But today, his gaze was unwavering.

After a momemt, Shikamaru took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, a baritone she'd never heard escape his soft lips.

"You think I'm blind? You think I wouldn't notice, hmm? All that unintentional brushing against me? All that pouting and tugging at my t-shirt? Your ass grinding my cock everytime we squeezed through that corridoor? Your tits in my fucking face infront of everyone?"

He tried to calm himself down. He was aware he was going a bit too far.

"The way you leaned into me when I grabbed your arm? The way your nipples hardened underneath your thin dress? Your little moan, the subtle arch in your back when I shoved my thigh between your legs? The way your lips parted? The way your wet tongue almost darted out?"

Temari's cheeks were a burning red now. So, clearly, he had noticed. She was never sure with him. She knew he was perceptive but she'd been hinting since years now, and he had never ever made a move. Even though she'd caught a kind of hunger in his face a million times, she always thought she was making it up in her own head. Of course, she'd never been this explicit with her hints, but she only got the courage because of the way Shikamaru had handled her at the bar. A little teasing as revenge for getting a woman like her so flustered wouldn't hurt, she'd thought.

But, she also hadn't expected this kind of a reaction from Shikamaru. She really thought he would just be his usual awkward self. Shikamaru taking charge of the situation woke in her something that she didn’t understand . She was steadily growing moist under his watch, her thighs were slippery, and she was throbbing for his touch.

Was he doing this just to get back at her for all of her friendly flirting? Or was there something else she was missing? Had she really fallen for someone she didn't know at all?

She felt her head snap in Shikamaru's direction.

"Look at me," he grit his teeth.

She felt her left hand moving to her growing wetness and her right tugging at her own nipple. Shikamaru's small smile told her he was helplessly enjoying himself. She gasped and moaned uncontrollably as he made her rub her clit against her will.

"That's it, love, let me watch you rub yourself," he bit his lip. His eyes were filled with the same hunger she'd witnessed so many times before. So it was real. It had always been real. He sucked in a breath through his teeth.

It took Shikamaru every ounce of strength and control to keep himself from just taking her right there and then. He was suppressing years of pent up frustration and desire. He was very hot and very bothered and his joggers were getting way too tight for him.

His jutsu made Temari touch herself exactly like how he'd imagined so many times before. He made her rub herself agonizingly slow, pinch her nipples hard, and then suddenly made her right hand drop to her throbbing cunt, too. He made her decrease the pressure on her clit and shove two fingers inside of herself.

Her moans filled the room and Shikamaru felt his face burn. She looked like a goddess. He wanted, so badly, to get on his knees and just lick her, feel the warmth of her thighs around his face, feel her gushing in his mouth. He wanted nothing but to love this woman with the entirety of his being. He ran his hands through his hair to focus himself and catch his breath.

Her eyes, a mixture of anger and love and arousal, hadn’t left his since he’d made her snap her head in his direction. He loved that she was standing up to him in her own way. His eyes hadn't left her body, her face, her fingers working in and around her cunt. His mouth watered and cock twitched at the sloppy noises her fingers and wetness made.

She begged for release. It took her a while but her arousal made her shed all fear or embarrassment. She'd found the comfort his presence always gave her, the usual sense of security she felt around him was back. His greed and hunger for her was painted on his face, clear as day.

"Fas...faster, ple...please Shika..I can't.." she breathed helplessly, her sentence punctuated by moans.

"Time for another finger, love," Shikamaru sucked in his lower lip as her finger moved at his will.

Temari felt a heat bloom in her core and her legs shivered from the intensity of it all.

As he made her fuck herself with three fingers, she suddenly felt her left hand move away from her clit and then come down crashing. She realised Shikamaru was making her slap her clit, not once, not twice, but repeatedly and in quick successions. She moaned out his name out of habit.

"Fuck, look at you moaning my name, you look so beautiful, Temari. My name on your lips like that, it's making me harder." He teased her in a silky voice.

Temari had lost all control by now. She was writhing as much as Shikamaru allowed her to, the stool under her was about give away, and her wrists ached from all the work Shikamaru was making her do.

"Shika...Shikamaru, I'm gonna.. I'm gonna..."

She suddenly felt her hands move away from her swollen cunt. She clenched around emptiness and throbbed for him, realising that he'd denied her any kind of release.

"Shikamaru, please, please... please..." she panted, sweaty and messy.

"Please what?"

"Pl...please let me..," she gulped. She was so embarrassed she was saying this out loud. Infront of him.

"Let you what?"

"Please, let me cum," she mumbled.

"Yeah? Look at the mess you've made, love. Do you want me to help you clean up?" His shadow made her head bend down to look at the pool she'd given birth to. Temari nodded lightly and that's all it took for Shikamaru to get on his knees and bring his mouth to her soft cunt. He kept her bound by his shadows so she couldn't move. He rested his calloused hands on her inner thighs and gave her a long lick all the way from her moist and throbbing opening to her cute little button of a clit. The voice that escaped her throat gave Shikamaru goosebumps.

"I love you," moaned Temari in a whisper.

Shikamaru's ears were now warm and beet red, his face buried harder between her thighs and his fingers dug into her skin. He loved her. God, he loved her so much. He loved every little thing she did, every noise that escaped her lips. Every time her body jerked from his touch, it sent his mind in a frenzy.

The cold metal of his earrings against her inner thighs made her shiver. His sharp hair tickled her. She moaned out his name again as he moved his tongue in and out of her quickly. He felt her clench around his tongue. He brought his thumb to her clit and rubbed it in quick and dirty circles, the metal of his rings cool and electrifying. He looked up at her face with the same hunger in his eyes that always made Temari skip a beat.

"Say, how many times have you moaned out my name like this, Temari?" he whispered and went back to giving her soft, gentle licks.

Temari blushed a beautiful pink again and bit her lip. She found it extremely hard to form a coherent sentence, the way his mouth and hands were handling her was perfect.

"I..I've ...I've lost...co..unfff..count."

He smiled against her skin and showered her wetness with kisses and nibbles. He inserted a finger as he lapped up her clit and felt her clench again, this time around his finger. He curled his finger and Temari let out a small whimper. He moved his finger in and out and slowly inserted a second and third one till she was panting, his thin and long tongue never ceasing to flutter around her clit.

"Shika...Shika I'm gonna..I'm gonna cum. Do...don't stop"

At this, Shikamaru ceased all movement. It took him immense control to leave her wanting like that, again. But, it had to be done. He didn’t understand why but he wanted her to beg, not hint anymore. He'd had enough of her innocent flirting and teasing and it was his turn to have her writhing before him.

"Are...are you serious!?" shouted Temari.

A loud gutteral sound escaped Temari's lips. She'd been edged twice in the last half an hour and she hated it. She hated that Shikamaru won't let her cum. But it felt so good. The way he looked at her, talked to her, touched her, it was all unbearable.

Shikamaru lightly traced her lips with his fingers and then shoved them in her mouth. She licked herself off his fingers hungrily and Shikamaru's cock rose, eliciting a small playful chuckle from Temari. He smiled back at her. His lips and chin glistened with Temari's slick. He licked it clean and then walked back to the chair. She throbbed for release but she could see Shikamaru had other plans.

Without further delay, Shikamaru picked up her towel and dried her hair as she sat still, bound by his jutsu. He dressed her up in her dark blue Yukata.

"Shikmaru, please, I won't be able to bear it," Temari said as Shikamaru tied her obi.

"Bear what?" he cooed in her ear and cocked his head innocently.

"You're a fucking bastard. How are you planning to do my hair? Obviously I can't step out like this." Temari fumed.

Shikamaru moved behind her as his shadows made her sit in front of the mirror. Her entire body ached from being controlled like a puppet for so long. She felt Shikamaru's fingers comb through her hair and her eyes closed.

When she opened her eyes finally, she gasped in surprise at how beautiful she looked. Shikamaru had perfectly done up her hair.

She also noticed a green clip he'd slid in one of her pony tails. It was a delicate branch of leaves, studded with small embralds. She was standing in front of him now, her body pressed against his.

"Where and when did you learn to do a girl's hair?"

"Oh, I have a few daughters spread around town. Why? Jealous?" mocked Shikamaru.

Temari glared at him.

"The clip is beautiful. Thank you."

"It suits you. Brings out your eyes." He murmured, unable to stop himself from kissing her jaw. He mentally kicked himself for saying something so cheesy instead of a simple welcome.

"Let's go, I've to show you around the Hanabi Matsuri, no?"

"B..but, Shikamaru?"

"Hmm?" he asked as he trailed his fingers along her long neck.

"My..my panties...?" Temari was blushing so hard that Shikamaru couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He loved being cocky with her.

"No panties today," he whispered and spanked her ass loudly, making her jump as much as she could while being bound with his jutsu.

Only when they reached the Matsuri did Shikamaru free her of his jutsu. Finally free of him, she could do whatever she wanted to. She wanted him right then and there. But, there were so many people around, it was as good as being tied up.

"I'll be right behind you, Temari," whispered Shikamaru as he lightly squeezed her ass in the crowd. She could feel her thighs slipping against each other as she walked uncomfortably. She was still a slobbering mess and all of this teasing wasn't helping. Shikamaru was his usual self, not a hint of discomfort in his voice.

They went from stall to stall, eating and chatting, meeting up with everyone when Shikamaru caught her looking intently at a pair of kunai. She was caressing the blades and the handle, appreciating the craft.

"I can carve your name on it, too!" said the seller.

"Oh really? That's amazing!"

"What are you looking at?" Shikamaru leaned on the table full of decorative kunai as he popped a handful of peanuts in his mouth.

"Nothing, I really love this pair. It would look spectacular in my collection. I have a decorative pair from wherever I've been. Don't have one from Konoha for some reason."

"Hmm." He frowned. After a pause he said, a bit unsure, "Will you let me get these for you?"

"What? Why? No! I can get them. It's cool."

He took her hands in his and kissed her fingers.

"Yeah, I know. But I want to get these for you."

"I really couldn't. You got me the clip, too!"

"Who said the clip is yours?"

"Uhh... why'd you put it in my hair then?" embarrassed at the assumptions she'd made.

Shikamaru burst out laughing.

"I'm messing with you. I got the clip for you long back. Just...never got a chance to give it to you." A sad smile lingered on his face for a fraction of a seocnd. Temari blushed and looked away from his piercing gaze. What the hell was it with his eyes today. They just wouldn’t let her go.

"Please, let me get the kunai for you. It would mean so much to me." Shikamaru murmured softly against her hands.

"Hmm. Alright, I guess you owe me that much," she winked and gave him a shy smile.

Shikamaru's face lit up and he smiled so brightly that Temari wanted nothing more than to smother him with kissEd. He looked like a child who had just been given a box full of candies.

"I ..want to get today's date carved on it too."

"Yeah? Why?"

"I'd like to remember today."

"Why?" a shy smile spread across Shikamaru's face.

"Stop it."

"Here you go, love." He handed her the bag.

As Temari peeked into the packet, she heard Ino, Sakura, and Hinata coming over to them. When Naruto pulled Shikamaru aside to check out another stall, Ino pounced on the chance.

"How's it going, Temari?" asked Ino.

"Great! I'm just exploring. A little tired, really."

"Hmmmmm. Tired from the journey or....?" Ino teased knowingly and Sakura and Hinata laughed.

"What..what do you mean?" Temari asked, wide-eyed.

"Oh come on! We all know what you've been up to," said Sakura and winked at her.

"I have no idea what you girls are talking about."

"Temari, the three of us had come to pick you up at the inn because you weren't picking up your phone," Hinata jumped in, failing to keep a straight face. Temari's face went pale and she looked the other way.

"We could hear some very interesting noises so we thought we'll leave you be," Sakura giggled.

"Hey, it's alright. This'll stay between us. We're just messing with you." reassured Ino.

"We're happy for you Temari. This was long due. We've been rooting for you both." chimed in Hinata.

"Girls, he's killing me," Temari finally broke down.

"Well, you've been toying with him since years. Let him have some fun."

"I haven't been toying with him. I love him. He's just dense."

"He's anything but dense," Hinata cut Temari off and all three girls looked at her, surprised. "He's..he's not dense. Just really considerate."

"Sooooo, Te-ma-ri chan, is he any good in bed?" snickered Sakura to break the awkward silence.

"We...we haven't...we haven't really done anything yet," stuttered Temari.

"What? What was all that screaming and moaning out his name for?" probed Sakura. The girls couldn't stop giggling.

"Well...we..uh...he just..."

"What are you all gossiping about? Ino, 20 bucks if I win the shooting game." challenged Sai. He was walking over to the girls with Shikamaru, Sasuke, and Naruto.

"Ohhh? Let's see who wins then." Both of them walked to the shooting stall hand in hand. Sasuke noticed Temari blushing and he glanced at Shikamaru, amused.

"Do y'all wanna have Ramen?" asked Naruto. "Sure, let's go!" "Let's wait for Ino and Sai."

Ino returned victorious, mocking Sai. The 4 couples walked towards the ramen stall, bantering and mocking each other about something or the other. The crowd was thinning steadily, the after-hours of the festival full of laughter and chatter. Temari felt Shikamaru's hand snake around her waist.

"I can't wait to take this Yukata off off you, Temari," Shikamaru whispered. They'd fallen a few steps behind.

"You look so beautiful. I bet you're still wet from earlier." He spoke in a silky voice against the sweaty skin of her neck and softly bit her ear. His hand cupped her heat and Temari slapped his hand away, making him chuckle.

Temari stayed absolutely still. When she didn't say anything, Shikamaru frowned.

"What's... what's wrong?" Shikamaru asked, concerned. Back in his senses now, he faltered and blushed at what he'd just said and done.

Temari spoke hurriedly like a quick rainstorm, "Please, can we go back to the inn? Make me yours already. I've been yearning for you since so long. And now I know you have been, too. It's plain as day that we both want eachother, why won't you just take me back? Why subject me to all this waiting? Haven't we waited for so long already? It doesn't make any sense."

Shikamaru felt his knees giving away but he steadied himself and softened his tone. He turned her around and pecked her jaw and the insides of her wrists. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he said, "Just a little bit longer, love. Let's eat with the gang first. I promise I'll make you feel so good once we get home, princess." "Shikamaru, everyone...everyone knows about us..." "So?" "So? You're okay with that?" "Why wouldn't I be? I would like to make it very clear that you're mine." "Oh..."

"Oi, you two lovebirds. Get here quick. We'll lose our spot otherwise," shouted Naruto.

Shikamru grabbed her hand and walked towards the restaurant. They all settled in on the low outdoor benches and Shikamaru made Temari sit on his thigh, his left hand wrapped around her waist. Temari felt awkward at first but she leaned into him when she saw so many couples around her.

Even Hinata, the shyest of them all, was sitting in Naruto's lap, wrapped around him like a child. She blushed when she noticed Naruto's hand stroking Hinata's waist softly. She caught him whispering sweet nothings in Hinata's ears as Hinata smiled shyly. Sakura, too, was sitting between Sasuke's legs. Sasuke was putting a flower in her hair as he spoke about some mission with all of them. Ino's legs were in Sai's lap as he drew mindless circles on her thighs with his fingers.

The atmosphere was so drunken and happy and full of love that she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. There were fairy-lights everywhere and red lanterns swayed back and forth in the gentle wind. Flower petals and leaves blew around them. The laughter and cling and clatter of the utensils made her feel alive.

When they had ordered and were mid-conversation, Temari suddenly pecked Shikamaru on his cheek, stopping him mid-sentence. He raised his eyebrows and pecked her nose and continued talking about how he beat Asuma in a training session and everyone listened to him intently. She noticed that his hands never left her. She eased in completely, never having known such familiarity in an unfamiliar place. The sake was rich, the ramen was perfect, and the company was warm.

Late at night when all of them were buzzed and tired, they said their goodbyes. The three girls winked at Temari as she felt Shikamaru squeeze her ass for the tenth time that night. //

"I can't wait for the saucy details. I'm not letting Temari go without telling us everything." Sakura spoke hurriedly to Ino and Hinata.

"Temari is the one I was talking about earlier today, Sakura! I didn't think things would happen so fast! Did you see him, he didn't let her out of his sight or hands for a single second," Ino giggled.

"He's addicted! But, you both should just leave them be now. Don't go around spying on them!" Hinata laughed and blushed at the same time.

"Oh, he's more than addicted, I'm sure of it," said Ino.

"Hina, let's go babygirl," Naruto called out in a hoarse voice. Hinata blushed a deep red, knowing the girls will tease her about her nick-name forever now.

"Haha! Go on babygirl! See you tomorrow!" Ino and Sakura teased her. The girls giggled and hugged before leaving.

//

Temari and Shikamaru walked towards nowhere in particular.

"So, your place or mine?" asked Shikamaru. He chuckled as he stroked her face. He wanted to kiss her lips so much.

"How about yours?" Temari was finally in her element and she fingered is t-shirt like she had at the brunch. She looked at him with her deep green eyes and Shikamaru felt himself losing control.

"God, I want you so bad, Temari. Tsk. You've no idea." He held her hands and kissed her fingers.

They walked quietly, enjoying the cool breeze.

"Shikamaru, why haven't you ever made a move? I don't think that you've only just realised how I feel about you."

Shikamaru took a deep breath but stayed quiet.

"Well?"

He stopped and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Temari, I am only going to say this once... All these years, I was scared that you were just playing with me. You've had several boyfriends, too. I've literally given you advice on how to make up with them. And so I never knew what to make of all your teasing and flirting. I didn't think you felt for me the way I do for you... In fact, I don't think you can ever feel for me the way I feel for you."

He paused.

"The last mission took a lot away from me, Temari. When I saw you today, toying with me again like that, something snapped in me. I acted on an impulse that I usually keep under control. But, seeing you react the way you did to me today told me more than enough." He gave her a small smile. Temari stood still, her face betrayed nothing.

"Let's go," whispered Shikamaru. "Hmm."

When they reached Shikamaru's flat, Temari spent a minute looking around. Everything was immaculate and in place. She was admiring all the photos on the wall when she felt Shikamaru quickly untie her obi. Her breath hitched in her throat and she softly moaned out his name.

"Hmm?"

"I wasn't toying with you. I never have."

"Yeah?"

"Hmm."

He had her naked and pressed against his body in a matter of seconds. He began to untie her hair but Temari stopped him. "Leave the clip be."

He bit the insides of his cheek to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. His hands roamed around her body hungrily. He kissed and nibbled at her neck and shoulders and she kept her hands on his as he trailed them all over her breasts and stomach, halting at her inner thighs. She moved her hips slowly against him.

He drew light circles around her left nipple and greedily squeezed her right thigh. Temari gasped at the pressure and Shikamaru turned her around. He held her face tenderly, pulled her close, and finally kissed her lips. He came alive under her touch. The greed with which Temari sucked on his lips made him shiver and lose breath. He smiled against her flesh and walked her towards the sofa in his living room, kissing her all the while. He made her sit down, lightly held her chin, and made her look up at him.

"Spread your legs, Temari," his voice hoarse from desire.

He held the backrest of the sofa with his left hand, dug his right knee on the sofa, and bent over her. Temari wrapped her hand around his left hand, and her other stroked his hair. He lightly touched her moist folds with two fingers and let out a small grunt at how wet she was. He lazily rubbed her clit, his eyes never leaving hers. He took in her supple body full of scars from missions. The way she, finally, fully arched her back at his touch, offering herself to him. The way her naked nipples hardened against his moist tongue. The way goosebumps decorated her entire body. Her reaction to his touch sent his mind in a chaos. What happened in the afternoon was nothing compared to how she blossomed under him now.

As soon as she tugged at his t-shirt, he removed his clothes, just his black briefs on him. Temari took him in, he looked like a sculpture. He appeared so lean clothed but his arms were huge and his chest was stunning. The light hair sprinkled all over softened his hard chest and chiselled face. Temari couldn't take her eyes off his torso, she was practically drooling. Shikamaru felt his face heating up at her gaze. He'd never been looked at like that.

"Like what you see, princess?" he spoke when he recovered from all her oggling.

"Hmm," she smiled coyly and bit her lips.

She saw his briefs stretching, the bulge too prominent to miss. She moved her face towards his clothed cock and licked the tip eliciting a groan from him. She moved her face to the side of his waist and tongued the waistband of his briefs. She took the waistband in between her teeth and pulled his briefs down. His cock slapped his stomach as it broke free from being constrained for so long. Shikamaru stayed absolutely still, breathing heavily, his eyes never leaving hers.

Temari gave his cock a slow, wet lick from the base to the tip and he twitched, lightly slapping her cheek. She showered it with moist kisses and fluttered her tongue around his pale pink and warm head.

"Fuck..." Shikamaru suddenly grabbed Temari and flipped her around.

"On your knees, ma'am."

Before Temari could even settle in, she felt his cock rubbing against at her clit. She looked back at him as she moved with him.

"So eager, Shika..ahh fuck,"

Shikamaru thrust three fingers inside her before she could complete her sentence, taking her by surprise. His other hand bunched up her hair. He moved his fingers hard and fast. He noticed Temari's toes curling and her head digging into the backrest. He leaned over her and kissed her back and neck before he spoke.

"You're doing so well baby, let me feel you cumming around my fingers," he spoke in a soft voice.

"I...I'm gonna...cum."

Shikamaru felt his heart beating like a hummingbird as he felt Temari clench around his fingers and he felt a warmth coating his hands and his cock. She whimpered quietly, her voice lost from the powerful orgasm, at finding the release she had been denied all day. Shikamaru pulled out his fingers, positioned his cock at her cunt, and dug his hands in her waist as he slowly began to enter her.

"Shika..Shikmaru, plea.. I can't.." Temari panted, still recovering from her orgasm.

"Shhh, you're taking me so well baby, just a little bit more." He slowed down even more, giving her time to adjust. Her thighs shivered as she eased around him and took him in.

"You're easing around me just fine, princess. I promise I'm gonna be slow." murmured Shikamaru against her flesh.

He slowly started moving and increased his pace, and Temari's moans got louder with each thrust, till she was screaming out his name, till she was babbling nonsense. His hands travelled everywhere across her body hungrily. Shikamaru's face burned, his heart fluttered, and he felt like a million little butterflies had just taken birth in his belly. He never wanted to hear anything else from Temari except whatever escaped her petal-like lips as he fucked her. She held his hand tight.

"Fuck..ahh" He loved the way she cussed in a small voice before he felt her gushing around him again; the profanity morphed into something lovely coming from her wet mouth. He felt himself buckling as he thrust himself inside her hard and pulled out, eliciting an ungodly voice from Temari.

He flipped her around again, and positioned himself between her legs. He entered her again, slowly, and cupped her right breast with his hand and took her left nipple in his mouth. A sigh of relief left Temari's lips as she stroked his hair.

He moved in and out of her gently and his lips made their way up to her neck, nibibling and kissing her chest and shoulders and arms till he buried his face in her neck, settling in.

Temari's hands roamed all over his body and finally came to rest on his shoulders, her legs were hitched around his waist. She could see his back and hips flex with each thrust. It made her clench harder around him and arch her back into him. They moved together, taking each other in as much as they could, Shikamaru nibbled and sucked on her neck and she circled her tongue around his earrings.

He panted and her broken sighs followed with every thrust. They were lost in the way they both came undone with each other, the messy, sloppy sound of his cock moving in and out of her the only thing that pulled them back to reality.

"Shikamaru, I'm gonna.. gonna...unfff."

He could feel her tightening around him like never before before she suddenly loosened up. She came around his cock, growing so wet that he slipped out of her. He pushed himself back inside her, making her bite his neck, and started fucking her relentlessly. Overstimulated, Temari suddenly shivered violently and squirted.

"That's it, love. Such a good girl."

He didn't break his pace and Temari's nails dug into his back, scratching him everywhere. Shikamaru grit his teeth so he wouldn't make a sound as she used his body to calm down. After what seemed like like a blissful eternity of short and quick thrusts, Shikamaru pulled out again and sat up on the sofa, his legs spread open. He kissed the entirety of her legs, waiting for her to recover from her orgasm. When he saw she'd calmed down, he held Temari's waist and brought her on top of him.

"I want to watch you," he murmured against her breasts. The intensity with which he looked at her made Temari uncontrollably shy and she felt a raw heat taking flight in her belly and face.

"Haven't you watched me enough already?" she panted, still out of breath, hinting at what he'd done to her after brunch.

"It's never going to be enough."

She breathed heavily on his skin as she felt his cock twitching against her clit. She involuntarily moved against his hardness, making him grunt.

Shikamaru traced her outline and took her breasts in his mouth, sucking and nibbling at them, as she moved slowly. She took his cock in her hand and positioned it, and then sat on him in one go, making Shikamaru throw his head back and dig his fingers in her hips.

"fuck."

He recovered and watched her slowly grind against him and sucked a breath in through his gritted teeth.

"Fuck, Temari, you're dri... what the hell?" his head suddenly snapped at the windows. He looked pissed, his eyebrows suddenly sharper. Confused, Temari looked at the windows as well.

Shikamaru drew the curtains shut with his shadows. They heard giggles and quick footsteps outside until everything went quiet.

"I bet it's Sakura and Ino," giggled Temari.

He felt her tighten around him.

"Oh, you like that, huh? Being watched like that?"

"N..no! They've been after my life for ‘details’."

"Would you like to put a show on for the girls?" he asked in a small whisper. He felt her clench around him again. He twitched inside her, at the thought of everyone watching him make her his. "I think it's you who'd like to put on a show, no?" challenged Temari.

Shikamaru blushed and then came alive with a child-like laughter. He held her head and brought it to his neck. He kissed her head and then without a warning, he started fucking her hard, and faster, than before. She bit down on his neck, marking him pink and purple, as he fucked her till she lost her voice and came around him in quick successions again. Spent and tired, she clung to him like a child. Shikamaru got up and carried her upstairs to the bedroom, all the while throbbing inside her.

He laid her down on his bed and spooned her. Shikamaru was hard as a rock and ready to go but he knew Temari was too spent. He gave her small nibbles and bites as he traced her body with his hands, fingering all her scars.

"You never said anything, you know?

"What do you mean?"

"When I said I love you."

"Hmm. Should I have said something?"

"Yes," she replied curtly.

"Yeah? Like what?"

"I don't know. Anything."

"Let me say it to you in my way?" he murmured.

"And what way is that?" she turned her head to look at him, frowning.

He made her lick his hands and stroked his cock, wetting it before he entered her ever so slowly. He lifted her leg and hooked it on his arm as they both looked deep into each other's eyes. Both of them gasped as his balls kissed her clit. Temari felt fuller than before and Shikamaru's face felt hot.

"Rub yourself," Shikamaru whispered.

Temari immediately complied and he felt her ass digging into his belly. He moved inside of her in slow and hard thrusts for a while before Temari felt his pace faltering. He looked at her and raised his eyebrows in question. She bit her lip and nodded quickly.

Temari came around him again. She couldn't bear how intimate it all was. The moment she tightened around him, he grunted, hid his face in her hair, and came inside of her, his warmth spreading everywhere inside her.

They both passed out before Shikamaru had a chance to slip out of her.

Right before sunrise, Shikmaru woke up, his limp cock still buried in Temari. He pulled out slowly and Temari stirred. He covered her up with a blanket and went to the washroom to freshen up. Itching for a cigarette, he went downstairs to his balcony. He lightly pinched himself to check if he was in a dream. Then he muttered at his own stupidity. When he made his way upstairs, she was snoring lightly. He sat beside her. After an hour or so of just observing her, he felt himself getting hard. He leaned his head back on the headrest. "Mendukse onna," he muttered under his breath, genuinely tired of his own arousal for her.

He slowly moved between her legs and started to lightly nibble at her clit. He placed small kisses on her mound. When he couldn't control himself, he dove in, lapping up her pussy messily. She sighed and moaned deeply as she rose from her deep sleep. She jerked and came quickly on his tongue.

"Morning, baby," Shikamaru murmured against her spasming thighs. "Morning," Temari whispered, slightly out of breath.

He quickly came up to spoon her again and showered her neck with kisses, making her laugh. That same laugh that had made him realise he'd fallen in love with her. That same laugh that had made him realise that he didn't only appreciate her as a friend, didn't only have immense respect for her, didn't only have this need to be a better person for her, but also wanted her to be entirely his. He kissed her lips deeply, his heart beating so loudly he thought he would faint. They lay there, kissing each other for a long time.

"Shikamaru, I want...I want a life with you." "Me too, baby," he whispered against her back. "I want...I want a nice house with you, I want to take care of you, I want to go on missions with you." He stilled. After a brief pause, she mustered the courage to say something she'd only ever dreamed of. "I want... I want a child with you." His eyes widened. It took him a moment to recover but to Temari's surprise he took it quite well. "Yeah? Only if it'll have your eyes." "And your hair," she said way too quick. "But, only after some time. I want to spend time with you first. I want your undivided attention for a while."

He turned her around and kissed her deep again. He then held her waist and made her sit on his face. Temari gasped.

"I can't get enough of you Temari. Stay for a while. Please don't go back just yet." He spoke against her thighs. He lazily licked her swollen clit, taking his sweet time. She rode his face slow and then gradually increased her pace to match the messy and quick way his tongue loved her. She moaned his name hoarsely as she gushed around his mouth again. She felt him smiling against her throbbing wetness.

She moved to sit down on his groin, rubbing his cock against her wetness. Shikamaru folded his hands behind his head as he watched her sleepily. As she took him inside her, he squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip. She slowly moved on top of him, her breasts hovered over his chest and face.

"Cum for me, Shikamaru," she whispered as she increased her pace. She felt his balls harden and scrunch up against her ass and he shivered and moaned out her name. He thrusted her hard thrice and Temari felt him cumming inside her again. She lied down on top of him and he stroked her hair, her clip shone bright in the soft morning sunlight.

He kissed her forehead. "I love you."

///

Afterthoughts

I think the whole idea of Ino and Sakura being so nosy really fits in well with the whole dynamic. I really enjoyed crafting the dialogue. I think the slightly voyeuristic undertone to this piece has really been derived from Ino and Choji spying on ShikaTema in the anime. A lot of fanart also has Ino and Choji in the background. And so, it isn’t really kinky or dirty sex here, but more about bringing out that old-school friendship that Shikamaru shares with Ino and others.

I have deliberately removed Choji from this piece. I don’t know but I dont think I can ever write Choji well. I also feel that Shikamaru would actually share girl problems with Ino or Naruto. But for all other life stuff, he would actually talk to Choji. I also really enjoyed writing the internal struggle that Shikamaru faced. The hair clip was really only put in the story to bring out his need to plan and prepare for something that he knows is totally out of his control.

I found it tough to write Temari’s strong character at first (specially in the scene where she’s kinda tied up) but I realised that she doesn’t have to be strong with and around Shikamaru. That’s largely what draws me to them. The whole idea of both of these calm and strong characters going batshit crazy for each other is really an HC for me, haha. Both of them are so secure in and sure of each other’s strength - they really don’t have to put up a facade.

The scene where Shikamaru buys the Kunai for Temari is really a manifestation of his respectful love™ for Temari. He wants to buy her the world but he also understands that she’s fully capable of doing that herself. He understands that she has a strong sense of ‘I can get stuff done on my own’ and doesn’t want to step on it. He merely wants to feel included in her life. He wants to get her things that will remind her of him when he’s away. He wants to be in every corner of her life, as he wants her to be in every corner of his life. Idk if I am articulating this well but this is a dynamic I really fkn DIG.

[bitchiha]

Incompetence (Sasuke Uchiha x Maid!Reader, NSFW)

A/N: Okay so uhm... Hi nobody fucking asked for this, but I was talking to a friend about this shitty dating sim game we used to play in computer lab in elementary school where you were a maid and like you fell for this super rich spoiled guy that you worked for and it got me thinking about writing something maid related and obviously I am hoe so like it turned into this. 

Summary: Sasuke’s a mean employer with a hardworking maid who is eager to please him, in more ways than you may think...

Warnings: did i srsly write about a maid licking Sasukes shoes? yes and this is your warning. NSFW. Uhm like bullying? maids r jealous lol, Sasuke being a perv, obsessive reader (yandere tendencies?), degradation, also mentions of voyeurism?? also long lol like ik i say that everytime, but this one acc is i got carried away.

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You rush through the large hallways of the Uchiha mansion, the ringing of a bell echoing as you make your way through the twisting passageways. There were so many rooms, way too many, most of them were empty and only good for collecting dust. It made you wonder why they kept all the maids in such tight quarters when there were so many rooms just begging to be used—

Ring, ring, ring.

The bell cut through your thoughts and you began to quicken your pace. It was dead silent, save for the ringing of the bell (he never called for you verbally) and the pattering of your footsteps in time to the clinking of the silver trays contents in your hands. The ringing slowly begins to get louder as you move closer to the youngest Uchihas room. Trying your hardest not to disturb the contents atop the tray, you attempt to slow down, but as if your master somehow knew you had slowed your pace, the bell began to ring more frantically.

Finally after what felt like hours, you arrive in front of your Masters study, expertly shifting the trays contents onto one hand and opening the door with the other.

Sasuke immediately speaks, not even bothering to wait for you to walk through the threshold. “You’re late.”

It was difficult to breathe under your corseted maids dress - yet alone muster a response as you stared at him. He made no point to be discrete as he eyed at your heaving chest, breasts on display as they peaked out from the lace adorned neckline. Your older outfit had fit you much better and was much more modest; having buttons sealing fabric all the way up your neck, but Sasuke insisted that you needed a new when he assigned you to your new position... one with some modifications.

He had said that it was because the old skirt was too long and you couldn’t possibly do your work in it. Not to mention how your collar looked so tight it seemed as if you were choking. At the time you hadn’t bothered arguing against it, he was your employer after all, but there was obvious flaws to his explanation. For one; your skirt had only been slightly above your knees, the same length as all the other maids and secondly, you weren’t being choked by your collared shirt, it actually fit you quite comfortably.

You realize now though, with this new skirt that barely covered your ass that he had done it more for his own sake. It was embarrassing to be around your colleagues in this new outfit and you begged Sasuke to reconsider, but he wouldn’t budge. That’s why you had begun trying to avoid the other maids, entering the kitchens when you were sure most of them were gone.

Many of them had become more than a little bit jealous of your closeness to the handsome Uchiha and a few of the girls had even went as far as to call you dirty names behind your back. From what you overheard almost everyone of the staff members was referring to you as Sasukes pet, some members adding the word slutty in there too. You wanted to scream and tell them that it wasn’t true, but you preferred ignoring them instead.

That’s why you were so late in bringing him his food today, you were trying to avoid the petty insults from any staff members nearby. Sasuke seemed as though he didn’t care about your workplace troubles, though as leaned back in his comfortable office chair; enjoying your flustered face as his eyes now began to rake over your thighs, the lace garters of your stockings peaking out teasingly from the frills of the skirt.

“I-I’m sorry!” You finally managed to spit out, bowing forwards while still standing at the frame of the door, items on the tray protesting as you surged forward.

“Tch, you’re going to spill something like that and you know what you’re supposed to address me as little maid, where’s your respect for your master?” The master was spat out in such a taunting tone that you didn’t even have to look up to know he was smirking to himself. He had a nice nice view of your tits from behind his desk and it was an even better one when you bent forward like that, too flustered to notice the indecency. And to think you were such a modest girl...

“I... My apologies, master!” You corrected yourself and straightened up.

Entering the room, you began to move towards where the young man was sitting behind his lavish desk his gaze set intensely upon you. It felt like you were some little peasant girl, walking up to the prince in all his glory as he lounged atop of the throne, scowling at the meek sacrifice you had held in your hands... He always made you feel so small and the walk to his desk feeling like an eternity. You bend forward as you finally reach his desk, placing the tray atop the surface. He snarled displeased.

“Don’t place it over my desk, you incompetent little thing. Bring it around and put it right in front of me.”

You were too stung by his insult to remark that he always instructed you to put the tray over his desk like that. Incompetent little thing... You weren’t even that much younger than him, Sasuke was twenty; just two years older than yourself and incompetent you most certainly were not. You were always doing anything and everything he asked, everyone of Sasukes previous maids had barely lasted a few days before being fired, so far you’ve lasted a few weeks. Besides, all the other Uchihas thought highly of you and considered you a hard worker, the other staff had agreed at one point as well. That’s why - or at least that’s why you used to think - Sasuke had demanded his parents to make you his own personal maid.

But now his intentions had begun to seem foggy to you. Not that you necessarily minded that his intentions were blurred. You’d always had a little bit of an infatuation with him. Ever since you started working here you had clung to Sasuke like a moth to a light bulb. Always yearning to please him, even if his actions were always more than a little bit cold toward you, maybe even a little bit strange too. So if the blurred lines allowed you some room to fantasize you couldn’t really complain.

“...Sorry, master.” You managed to say as you moved the tray upwards again. Mind still racing with your own thoughts, you felt the heat creeping up your face as you walking around the desk.

Pushing his chair backwards he silently signalled for you to stand infront of him. Your heart began to beat rapidly and you felt yourself gulp harshly. His body was so close to your own... Once you managed to make your way between his legs and the chair, which was pulled out just enough to allow you through, you once again bent forward to put down the tray. He was silent as you did so, allowing you to prepare the food ontop of it. Gradually you had begun to focus back on the task infront of you, oblivious to his hand trailing up your thigh, busying yourself with pouring his tea.

“Huh. What a naughty girl you are, bending over and showing your master your panties like this...” His long fingers hooked themselves between one of your garters and pulled at the material, releasing it to let the band slap harshly against your thigh.

You squeaked in surprise, a stinging sensation dancing along your flesh. Oh no. You began to twist around hurriedly, you forgot about how short the skirt was. You hope he won’t fire you for the indecency. “Master, I’m so sorry-“

Your hand made contact with something cold atop the tray as you turned, a loud clank resounded in the room as the object made contact with the floor. With horror you looked down to see the small jug of milk, which you had brought for the tea had spilt all over the marble floor and onto Sasukes shoes too. Knowing better than to speak after such a mistake like this, you just stood there with your hands covering your mouth in shock. His shoes. Oh god. They must be more expensive than your salary. Oh god. Will he make you pay for them? You won’t be able to. Oh god-

“Well are you going to clean this up or just stare like a shocked little bitch?” He spat, shifting in his chair as he saw the tears pricking your eyes. Although you wished his words would have been something a little less mean, you were still glad for some sort of instruction on what you should do. You also couldn’t ignore the heat pooling in your core at his words.

“Right, I’m so sorry, I...” you clambered to your knees, which was difficult because Sasuke refused fo move his chair out any further, forcing you to bend at weird angles to finally get onto the floor. You were stretched forward on all fours infront of his shoes, your ass sitting on the back of your calves and your eyes blurring. Your body was as low to the floor as possible; as if you could sink through the floor and escape the embarrassment you were feeling right now. Then when you were finally in a somewhat comfortable position you reached for the cloth which you always kept in your tiny aprons pocket, but Sasukes voice stilled you.

“Don’t. I want you to clean it up with your tongue, that’s what incompetent little maids deserve.”

You stared at up at him dumbfounded. Sure Sasuke pushed you around a lot, but he never made you do anything like this before. But behind his anger you could see the glint of mischief in his eyes. Was this a test? Was he seeing how far you’d go for him? You didn’t want to pay for his shoes out of your own pocket, but more importantly you didn’t want him to replace you-

The thought of him replacing you made your tongue decisively slip out of your mouth. Without a second thought you swooped your head downward and began to lick the drops of milk off of his shoe. You had to hold back the gag building up within you as you felt the leathery material against your tongue mixing with the salt of the stray tears in your eyes. You didn’t want to disappoint him and you hoped he wasn’t too angry with you. You could do better, you could do so much better for him. You watched his face twist into satisfaction and your heart lurched with glee in your chest.

His look giving you a nice boost of confidence, allowing you to easily move onto the other shoe, swallowing down your urge to gag. Once you had successfully managed to lick everything off you bent even lower, head moving to the floor, but the tip of sasukes shoe caught your chin; forcing you to look back up at him.

“You can use the cloth for the floor. Gosh, I knew you were eager to please me, but I didn’t think you’d go that far.” His tone was degrading yet there was some satisfaction in the mix, even a little shock. It made your face burn as you retrieved the cloth, wiping up the rest of the mess, cleaning your mouth with the back of your hand.

Statsified with how clean the floor was, you grabbed the now empty jug and attempted to stand upright; struggling slightly considering how little space Sasuke had given you. You only managed to get to your knees before he grew impatient, grabbing you by your underarms and hoisting you to your feet like a rag doll. When he touched you, you felt your skin erupt into goosebumps and it felt as if a whole flock of birds were shooting around in your stomach. His hands were so soft and warm... One of them came to pat your cheek before retracting to pat his lap. Confused at what he meant, you just stood in front of him.

“Tch, Come on now... I didn’t think you were that stupid.”

When you still didn’t respond his hands snaked around your thighs, lifting one so that it was seated on one side of his legs. Losing your balance at this sudden action, you braced your arms against the top of the office chairs back; allowing him to lift your other thigh easily. This time he pretended to ignore the clambering of the jug falling to the floor again. Your legs were sprawled out on his lap. You were sitting on your masters lap! Oh, you were sitting on your masters lap!.. You were sitting on Sasuke Uchihas lap! The boy who you’ve been head over heels for since you first laid eyes on him. Your face felt as if it were on fire and you let out a needy whimper, making Sasuke laugh. 

“Do you want to make your master feel good, y/n?” You nodded your head and he snickered at your eagerness, his face was so close to yours that you could feel his breath fanning over your lips.

Make him feel good? Yes, yes, yes. you’ll do whatever he asked. “Yes sir! I’ll... I’ll wash your floors twice a day now and I’ll.. I’ll wash your sheets every day, anything! Anything for you, I’ll prove to you that I’m not incompetent. Anything, anything to make you feel good—“

Gosh. You really were stupid, did you not get what he meant? Nonetheless, your unwavering devotion was really turning him on and he didn’t know how much longer he could wait to slip his dick into you... he interrupted your ramble by bringing his hands down to grip your waist, bringing your hips down to grind directly against something hard. 

You stopped speaking coherently as he continued, the feeling of your cunt against that hardness had your promises to shine his shoes every hour turn into incoherent gasps and babbles. Sasuke continued to bring your hips down against what you realized after a few moments was his hardened cock. Was he really doing this? Oh, it felt so good. 

“Tch, you really are pathetic, getting off so quickly and I’ve barely even done anything to you... besides, aren’t you supposed to be the one making your master feel good?” Before you could blabber out another unintelligible sentence, Sasuke saved your brain the effort. His hands moving off of your hips in exchange for one cupping coming up to cup your jaw and the other resting on the back of your neck, pushing you forwards to let his lips smash onto yours.

The second his lips made contact with yours you moaned into his mouth and Sasuke let out another one of his mocking laughs against your lips. With the hand on your jaw he let his thumb slide down to your chin, pushing down on it so as to have your mouth grant his tongue access. You didn’t put up much of a fight against his muscle, easily letting him win and explore at his own will.

He took his time too, which didn’t help much with your already soaked core or the occasional uncontrollable shaking of your legs against his thighs, but that’s what he wanted. Breathing through his nose he kept violating your mouth with his tongue to the point where you couldn’t help it anymore. You were begging against his mouth, which he refused to remove from your own.

“Master... Sir... Sasuke... please, please, please I beg you please!” Was what you were trying to say against his mouth, but it came out all funny and it made him laugh again. Your face felt hot, your eyes began to get watery again and before you knew it you were grinding your hips onto his erection.

One of Sasukes hands remained at the back of your neck while the other moved to palm at your breast, which made you moan desperately into his mouth again. The fact that your panties had been soaked from the second you stepped into the room and the fact that you were actually touching the boy that you had fantasies about in the maids quarters after dark made your brain short circuit... Everything felt so good, he felt so good. It was like sparks of pleasure were firing in your brain everytime your core stroked over his cock and the feeling of his wet tongue licking up every crevice of your mouth... All that being said, before you really knew what was happening your body was spasming and you were making uncontrollable noises that Sasukes mouth swallowed generously and they became nothing more than little “hmphs” and “mmphs” amidst the creaking of his office chair.

Shortly after you came Sasuke pulled away, drool from both his spit and your own pooled down your chin. You looked as though he had just fucked you silly, when in reality you creamed yourself from him sticking his tongue down your throat gosh, this was gold. “Did you just fucking cum?.. I haven’t even put my dick in you yet.” You turned your head away embarrassedly, but he immediately grabbed your jaw and made you face him again. “You don’t get to be embarrassed after that little show. Your gonna ride me now and let’s hope this time you don’t cum in fifteen seconds.” You felt tears brimming your eyes at his meanness, but the new addition of slick added to your soaked panties hadn’t gone unnoticed. Despite your first orgasm, you already felt the bitter ache between your thighs begin to build up again.

With Sasukes hand still on your jaw, the other gripped the hem of your dress that was covering his view of your ruined underwear, holding the bunched fabric of the skirt to your mouth. “Say, Ah.” He said mockingly, shoving the fabric into your mouth once you opened it, waiting for you to clamp your teeth down on it before resuming his touching. He wanted to leave the dress on while he fucked into your cunt; after all, he’s thought about taking you in it too many times to count.

With the fabric out of his way now, he could see your stomach and your simple pink panties that he knew were completely destroyed now. He took your hands and guided them to his belt, silently instructing you to unbuckle it. You got the hint from there and once that was done you worked at his pants. There was spit pooling in your mouth now from the fabric sitting in it and you tried to swallow some of the saliva down, but it made a weird sucking sound and it just made Sasuke laugh at you for what seemed like the hundredth time, but this laugh seemed to be a bit sweeter; lulling your all too pliable mind into a false sense of security.

He lined himself up with your entrance and you felt your legs begin to shake against his thighs again. You could feel the spit pooling in your mouth again at the fabric and you practically choked with anticipation, but to your disappointment he didn’t make any other move to sheath himself inside you.

“M-master?” You asked confusedly through frills of fabric. Why did he stop? Your legs were shaking too hard that you couldn’t stop them from giving out, forcing your cunt to take all of Sasukes cock at once.

It hurt. He wasn’t too thick, more so he was long and despite his zero effort, his cock had somehow managed to hit all the right places as you slid down onto it. Knowing now that he wasn’t going to help you as he rested his hands on the armrest of his office chair with an impassive look; eyes trained on the spot where his dick met your pussy, you began to desperately roll your hips.

He had to bite back his noise, not wanting to give you any sort of satisfaction from him. You were working his cock good though, it felt as though you had been hit with a new amount of energy as you continued you bounce yourself on his lap. It reminded him of what you would do to yourself at night.

“That’s it, just like that.. just like how you hump your pillow at night.” You stilled your movement at that comment, your heart dropping. He... he knew about that?

“Whadda ya’ look so surprised for? I like to check up on my little maid some times,” you ignored the fact that you only did those nasty things late into the night when all the other nurses were sound asleep and that he came to watch you in the middle of the night. It also clicked that the sound of grunting outside the door wasn’t one of the maids odd snoring in the second room... “humping into your pillow and panting out ‘Sasuke, Sasuke..’ you’re fucking disgusting.” He snickered again, cock twitching inside you at that deer in the headlights look you were giving him, he couldn’t help but give his hips a firm buck, causing you to mewl pathetically.

The shock of pleasure knocked you out of that state of surprise and into another one full of pleasure as you began rolling your hips into him again. Still, another few tears had pooled down your cheeks, Sasuke - to your surprise - bent forward to lick them off your pretty little face.

“You’re disgusting you really are.. and a fucking freak too. I’ve heard what the staffs been saying about you, telling them that we’re gonna get married, you wanna have my kids.. I’ve heard you’re a mean one too. Calling other maids names when they were told to do tasks for me. What did you call them? sluts, playthings... scaring everyone away from the position of my personal maid. You naughty girl...”

Your heart was dropping at everything he was saying. You don’t want him to be mad at you. You were doing it because you wanted him to yourself, that you loved him, you loved him... “I love you Sasuke!! I love you, I love you, I love you, I did it all for us! For you.” You choked out between sobbing fits and gaps for breath as your legs began to shake again.

Your movements became sloppy as you felt that knot in your stomach tighten. Falling against his chest you buried your face into his neck trying to chase your high, Sasukes hands still resting on the arm rest of his chair and hardly making any sounds other than words of degradation. But you didn’t care, the twitching of his cock in your tight pussy was enough to motivate you.

“I’ll make you cum, I’ll make you feel so good. Nobody else can, but me. I love you, I love you-“ Sasuke shut you up by grabbing your hips and slamming them down against his own at a harsh pace. He loved hearing your confessions of undying love for him, but your legs were so shaky they could barely move anymore and he needed a release.

You came as soon as he began to take control, the spasms of your cunt helped make sure he wasn’t far behind. Fucking as deep as he could, the sounds of your shaky voice muttering about how thankful you were for him helped push him over the edge and he came with a small grunt.

For a few minutes after he came, the two of you layed still like that. You thinking about how you could die right now and feel as though your dreams had been fulfilled and Sasuke thinking about how he could do with making your skirt a little bit shorter.

[kishimoto-did-us-dirty]

Naruto Arts School AU

Reposting bc I love this post and bc I can lol

Character

- major

description

Naruto

-Drums

okie nobody can deny that our main boy over here is a loud soul, however, he can also carry a damn good beat that compliments his band mates’ music really well. Tbh, he sucked at music to begin with and had trouble matching rhythms and listening to his band mates when they played, however he eventually became a really good rhythm maker.

Sasuke

-Guitar (lead)

He’d be assigned to the same band as Naruto, and that’s how they met. This boy is a damn good guitarist y’all, but has attitude problems™, and used to not be able to deal with Naruto’s haphazard beat making, thus perpetuating a rivalry between the two. He constantly feels overshadowed by his elder brother Itachi, a piano major.

Sakura

- Dance

Ya girl fucking demolishes every single dance routine. Initially starting out with a focus on ballet (pre-shippuden in canon), our pink headed queen soon realized that she wasn’t getting the full experience of what it meant to dance. Her point shoes were her loves, however they hurt and nipped in places not just physical. She realized that she didn’t want to be pigeonholed into a genre of which she would be inhibited by standard, and rather to dance so as to forget technical perfection. Thus, what would partner with post-shippuden Sakura in canon, Art School AU Sakura got into hip-hop. And bitch, she goes hard. A lot of the other girls who she used to dance ballet with admire her for her absolutely BODYING her dance routines, but also for never sacrificing her femininity to dance and not taking BS for being a girl who goes so hard in a male-dominated genre. (Some people believe that hip-hop is heavy hitting and a little metaphorically “dark” so to speak, which Sakura is not. So obviously I expect a little disagreement regarding this, however if you look at people like Delaney Glazer or Kaycee Rice, that is how Sakura would dance).

Hinata

- Creative Writing

Shy and bookworm-like, Hinata can write the best poetry, romance and adventure pieces out of all the creative-writing majors. She’s especially good at writing character relationships and development, and has such a subtle sense of intelligent wit in her writing, that if you blinked you would miss it. However should you catch it, you’re sure to chuckle. Her only struggle is that she tends to drag on in important scenes, stretching them against the regular flow of the rest of her writing. Needs validation for her writing through an IV drip.

Kiba

- Drums OR Photography

Drums for obvious reasons (loud and obnoxious), although ruff boi looks good with a camera, too. Great at landscapes and street photography.

Shino

- Creative Writing OR Photography

I could definitely see Shino having fucking beautiful handwriting, and being a beast at writing anything within the sci-fi realm. I could also see him doing some journalism, and writing for the school paper. He’s very good at the logic of his sci-fi books and coming up with logical but enrapturing stories, that intermingle knowledge and mystery. He’s a very specific type of read, however, and may not appeal to all, however if you enjoy anything similar to Star Wars or Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, then Shino is your author. If this doesn’t float your boat, though, try photography-major Shino. He can get the best angles of bugs he sees, and has an extensive portfolio with entomology-related snapshots.

Ino

- Dance

Like Sakura, she, too, began with a focus on ballet, however began to branch out into contemporary ballet a little later than Sakura. This is another reason why Sakura switched her focuses, as she and Ino had always had a fierce rivalry for dieting (ballet dancers are pressured to be as thin as possible) as well as battling for technical perfection when they were ballet focused. As the two grew, Ino focused more so on contemporary, but can certainly do some hip-hop with Sakura every now and then, just as Sakura occasionally takes a contemporary class with her. The two still have a rivalry, however, just not to the previous extent as when they were actively competing against each other. They’re more like sisters.

Shikamaru

- Guitar (bass) OR Creative Writing OR Architecture

Smart boy’s a tricky one. He would either be a bassist, a mystery and historical fiction writer, or, of his school offers it, be great at architecture. Idrk.

Choji

- ermmmmm….. maybe graphic design? Tech theatre (props)? Vocal???

Choji is hARD dwnccnpc (that’s what she said). I could see him behind a computer screen, animating and designing games/covers/posters or whatever. He could also do something in theatre, but I don’t think he would do anything up on stage. Something like props would suit him. He might do something in music, tho???? Can he sing???? Help???

UPDATE: Choji is a band kid. He plays tuba or some shit. Big boy got big lungs.

Tenten

- Dance

Always has been, and always will be a hip-hop dancer. She wanted to be like Tsunade, a legendary dancer and followed in her footsteps, taking up hip-hop. (that’s why Sakura focused on hip-hop, too, because Tsunade mentored her and taught a few of her classes, too). Tenten is fast and can keep up with any beat. Not only is she a great dancer, but she’s also athletic, and does track and field (cross country), football, and softball at another school too, since the arts schools doesn’t offer it. Overall great dancer with styl. She’s really looked up to by some of her underclassmen for her cheery, but badass style and skill.

Lee

- DANCE (hip-hop, too)

It’s sweat. It’s burn. It’s energy. It’s Lee.

Neji

- Violin

First chair violinist in his freshman year for the school’s philharmonic orchestra. He be extra like that.

Gaara

- Guitar (bass)

He had a lonely childhood with neglectful/abusive parents, and rock music really helped him with that. Emo music is emo and often made fun of, but the songs have messages and Gaara related, so self-taught himself the bass guitar to help cope, and bring him closer to the music that salvaged him.

Kankuro

-Art

Specifically sculpting. For obvious reasons.

Temari

- Acting

Girl can make you cry with some of her monologues. Total lead. Has a seriousness in her acting that makes her believable, however can falter on the less-serious roles. She may also double-major in whatever Shikamaru does. And she’s better at it than him.

Itachi

-Piano

Boy could play any etude at age 7. Performed at Carnegie Hall when he was 10. And no, he didn’t pay to play there. The hall invited him. Began composing at 9. Has perfect pitch. Owns international awards. If he’s not at school it’s because he’s traveling to play for crowds. He excels at classical and baroque, however has an ear for romantic, and enjoys playing/composing pieces either written or inspired by romantic pieces. Enjoys Schumann, Debussy, and Tchaikovsky. Hates modern classical music, though. Can only take cinematic pieces composed by people like Williams, however can’t stand Prokofiev at all. He does like modern music, though, so long as it’s outside of the orchestral/classical music realm. He likes R&B. He would have liked to do film with Shisui, particularly producing, however his parents pressure him with piano, so he helps Shisui with student films and projects outside of school (will probably pursue film after graduating, tho).

Shisui

- FILM / VIDEO PRODUCTION

Fight me on this!!! THIS BOY IS SO GOOD AT CINEMATOGRAPHY MY FILMMAKING ASS CAN’T EVEN. AS SOMEONE WHO IS IN LOVE WITH FILMOGRAPHY, TRUST ME, SHISUI HAS IT™. THE IT™. HE’S GOOD AT EVERYTHING. CINEMATOGRAPHY. DIRECTING. SCREENWRITING. GRIP-WORK. EDITING. PRODUCING. HE’S SUCH A FILM NERD TOO, AND WATCHES OLD FILMS ALL THE TIME. HE’S JUST TOO GOOD AT IT. DOES STREET PHOTOGRAPHY TOO. HE’S OVERALL A GENIUS WITH CAMERAS. Does film with Itachi outside of school and teaches him, and the two are overall geniuses at filmography. They want to start their own studio together (they do, and it becomes huge). He becomes a leading director, while Itachi becomes a producer and directs sometimes too.

Sasori, Deidara, and Sai

Guess.

Kakashi

- Saxophone

It’s the only thing that suits him and it suits him so well. Has suave.

Obito (omfg his arms y'all)

- Not to say drums or anything, but…. drums.

Narutard 2.0. But he also dabbles in other areas of music. Like, he can also play guitar and sing. He’s also pretty good at music production. Makes R&B sometimes. He wasn’t always the best musician but proved to be a late bloomer, and really harnessed his potential. Tries to be as suave as Kakashi and his saxophone. He isn’t.

Hashirama

- Vocal

OkaYYYYYY. VOCAL GOD. CAN DO RIFFS AND RUNS AND HAS PERFECT PITCH. ALSO THE SWEETEST GUY??? WAS A CHAMBER SINGER AS A FRESHMAN. EVERYONE LOVES HIM, GOOD BOY ENERGY.

Likes to belt.

Madara

- Piano

Total prodigy, but hates classical music. Once was accompanist to Hashirama for a solo vocal performance and hasn’t been left alone since.

Tobirama

- Viola or Cello

Some sort of string instrument and takes it very seriously. Probably plays cello because violas are violas and that’s lame (if you know, you know). Has almost as many awards as Itachi and Madara, but hates his usual piano accompanist, Izuna.

Izuna

- Piano

Also a piano god. The uchihas breed them. Hates being accompanist for Tobirama. They’re secretly best friends though, don’t tell anyone.

Karin

- Tech Theatre.

Idk why. Probably started out with props and made her way up to TD (technical director) in senior year.

Suigetsu

- Tech Theatre

Fucking hates theatre kids. Assistant TD. Karin hates him.

Jugo

- Visual Art

Paints landscapes and nature. Really good with oils and gouache respectively.

Yamato

- lmao Trumpet.

Met Kakashi since they both play brass, but boy he ain’t got that suave. That’s why he plays trumpet. Lmao he plays the fucking trumpet anjdwcnojdnn.

Rin

- Vocal

Sweetest voice and could also play the acoustic guitar when she sang. Died in a car accident junior year. Kakashi was at the wheel when they got hit by a drunk driver. Obito saw the whole thing.

Kurenai

- Visual Art

Can create dream like paintings that almost seem like illusions.

Asuma

- Cello / guitar

Used to play cello because of his parents, but loves to play guitar. Can sing but his voice is raspy from smoking.

Gai

Who the fuck do you think teaches dance?

Jiraiya

- Guitar (lead)

Used to major in lead guitar. Sucked at first. Probably has a couple, casual Grammy Awards (they’re actually not that hard to be awarded with, The Recording Academy award many people outside of mainstream media. My school has a few). Now teachers as head of the Band department at this school.

Tsunade

-Dance

Legendary dancer. Probably toured with a few famous people. Now teaches. Mentored Sakura, and mentored Ino but for a shorter time.

Orochimaru

- Idk, didgeridoo, or some shit

Definitely a wood wind. Flute maybe??? Teaches now but no one knows what he does. Pedophile. Has a thing for Sasuke.

[sasunaruotp]

"Haaaaaa hahahaha! Don't look so sour about it, teme! I'm sure Granny wasn't serious about the D-rank missions, and that old lady will forgive you for scaring her someday, I'm sure."

"Hn, if you're just here to laugh and make stupid joke then get out of my house, dobe."

They'd already been out drinking after the mission—Tsunade decided to take Naruto to some bars to congratulate him on starting his Hokage training. It had been his last mission before training and as a joke she'd made he and Sasuke help some old lady with her daily chores. They'd almost failed because they started arguing and when she found out she threatened to have Sasuke suspended to D-rank missions "if he can't even manage one mission without a fight breaking out."

Sakura and Kakashi had joined them at the bar, they'd eaten and drank, Naruto growing increasingly loud and boisterous as Tsunade kept making him do him more and more sake bombs. By the time the others decided to go home even Sasuke felt a little tipsy. That was probably why he agreed to let Naruto come back to his place and keep drinking.

"I'm not tired at all! Come on, Sasuke, we're finally adults and all you want to do is read all day and water your plants!"

Sasuke had glared at him but consented and allowed the loud blond willingly into his apartment. It wasn't even a good idea on a normal day, when no alcohol had been consumed, because whenever he and Naruto spent too much time together they ended up fighting and causing some kind of property destruction. Yet somehow Sasuke didn't want the night to end.

"Oi, you think we'll ever be like Gai and Kakashi-sensei?"

Sasuke gave him an alarmed look from across his living room coffee table. They were both sitting on the floor with open bottles in front of them. It felt warm in his house, though it was probably just from all the drinking. There was a blush on Naruto's cheeks that betrayed his own inebriation.

The alcohol must have been affecting Sasuke more than he thought, because instead of refusing to dignify such a ridiculous question with an answered, he replied,

"I'm not nearly as pathetic as Kakashi and you're only about half as obnoxious as Gai. There's no way we'd ever be that ridiculous."

Naruto's face showed amusement, annoyance, and then thoughtfulness.

"I mean, do you think we'll get tired of beating the crap out of each other all the time and start making up other competitions? We could try rock, paper, scissors?"

"That's a dumb contest, there's no skill."

"That sounds like something someone scared of losing would say!"

"No way, dead last. I'm not gonna fall for that."

"Whatever, spoil sport," Naruto muttered, pouting at his glass. He lifted it to his mouth, licking the perspiration around the neck of the bottle before throwing his head back to take a huge gulp. He set the glass back down and looked up at Sasuke from under his eyelashes. When he noticed Sasuke staring at him he glanced away, looking towards his lap.

Sasuke blinked and frowned at himself. He didn't know why he had been staring so intently at Naruto; it wasn't as if they didn't spent time together. It had been a few years since they were reunited (or, as Naruto called it, "punched Sasuke hard enough that he finally got some sense") (which was not, in Sasuke's memory, exactly what happened, but either way he had agreed to return to the village, so it didn't make much difference in the end) and they spent most of that time together. It was like Naruto was trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart—not to mention Naruto was one of the very few people Sasuke could stand to be around at first. He still had some trouble dealing with a few of his classmates and fellow comrades, but he was much more reasonable than when he'd first returned.

He looked up again to find Naruto telling him some dumb joke, and he completely forgot about the moment before, taking a sip of his own drink as he listened to Naruto try and come up with more competitions they could have instead of just rolling around on the ground wrestling or sparring until neither could move.

"You know, 'cuz I'm not gonna have as much time for that stuff. When I'm Hokage."

"Hn. Don't worry about it. I'll still find time to kick your ass if you want."

Naruto grinned, but then his expression fell.

"What?" Sasuke found himself asking.

"Granny just said it takes a lot of time. And she always seems like she's working. I don't want to be so busy I won't see anyone. I wonder how my dad did it…"

Sasuke hesitated, awkwardly unsure in the suddenly heavy room. He sighed and Naruto looked up at him curiously.

"The fourth was much cooler than you are," he said flatly. "You shouldn't compare yourself to him."

"Asshole!" Naruto shouted, tossing a pillow from the couch at Sasuke's head. He dodged it easily and smirked Naruto's way. He was glad to find that it had eased at least some of Naruto's tension.

The night pressed on, later and later. It was surely nearing morning and Sasuke should have been tired, but he wasn't. The night outside was wet and cool, but inside his apartment was warm and dry. He imagined Naruto would want to stay the night, and for once Sasuke was inclined to let him.

They bickered about the mission, the ninja world, their friends. Naruto laughed and Sasuke was drunk enough that he might have smiled once or twice. Once he realized his motor skills were affected he decided to stop, but Naruto continued drinking.

He brought another bottle up for a long sip, then groaned to find it empty. He shakily stood from the floor, heading to the kitchen.

"Time for another beeeer!" he crowed, and for some reason Sasuke found himself standing to follow the blond.

"You're going to get alcohol poisoning," Sasuke told him, leaning against his kitchen counter as Naruto opened the fridge door.

"I'm just training," Naruto replied, happily pulling out a cold bottle and closing the door. "According to Granny Tsunade, being Hokage means a loooot of drinking."

Sasuke snorted and rolled his eyes. He watched as Naruto stuck his tongue out trying to get the bottle open.

"You're drunk off your ass," he commented, and Naruto made a face at him.

"Am not! And you're one to talk, all pink and happy. I've never heard you say so much, Sasuke-chan."

"Idiot!" Sasuke spat back, still amused to watch Naruto futilely trying to open the bottle with his hands. "Give that here before you hurt yourself."

Naruto sheepishly handed the bottle over and Sasuke searched through a drawer for the bottle opener they'd been using earlier.

"Hey… Sasuke?" Naruto asked, leaning beside him against the counter. His voice had changed—was suddenly serious like it had been earlier. Sasuke glanced at him to find him scowling. He opened another drawer looking for the bottle opener as he asked,

"What?"

"I'm serious, you know. I'm really going to be Hokage. What if I hate it? What if I fuck it up? It's finally happening and I'm—"

He stopped, voice catching in his throat. Sasuke gave up and set the bottle on the countertop beside him. He folded his arms and tried to focus on what Naruto was saying and not the heat of his body so close to Sasuke's. The alcohol was making his brain work harder than normal, making him sensitive to strange things. He shook his head.

"Stop worrying about it. You aren't even Hokage yet. Isn't this what you've been wanting your whole life?"

"Of course! I just—I don't know—what if I'm not good at it? Do you think I'll be good? I mean really, Sasuke."

Sasuke looked at him, stared into Naruto's anxious blue eyes. His face was still flushed, and for some reason Sasuke found himself glancing at his lips, moist and parted, before looking back into those eyes.

"I thought we decided this a long time ago, Naruto. You're the only person I trust to be Hokage. The only reason I'm here is because you're going to be Hokage."

He saw Naruto swallow, nod his head, and then look up at him from underneath his eyelashes again. Somehow it made the blush on his face more prominent and Sasuke blinked, annoyed that he let himself get so drunk.

"I'm really going to be Hokage, aren't I?" he asked, voice soft, like he was in awe of the whole idea.

"Yeah, and then maybe you can finally shut up about it," Sasuke replied with a smirk.

From this:

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/2331236/chapters/5137202#workskin

[myaekingheart]

78. A Farewell Fight

               A bittersweet smile touched Kakashi’s face as he looked upon the photo of him and his students from the day they made genin. It had only been a year since these kids entered his life, and yet so much had happened in such a short span of time. Sasuke had deflected from the village hellbent on revenge, Sakura was studying under Lady Tsunade to become a medic ninja, and in just two weeks Naruto would leave on a two and a half year training endeavor with Master Jiraiya. Kakashi never expected to have grown so attached to these kids, nor would he ever really admit it, but in a way he almost felt useless to them now. What more could he possibly give them that their new mentors couldn’t? He assumed this was the same feeling that parents had upon sending their children off to college or to live on their own or get married. There was only one thing left that he could manage and that was to give them a proper sendoff. According to the clock at his bedside, he had thirty minutes left. He zipped up his vest, fastened his headband, strapped on his shoes, and then disappeared. He would meet his students at the training ground soon, but there was one more thing that needed to be done.  

               Leaning in her dooway, Kakashi’s yearning was almost palpable. Had it not been a platonic yearning, the nature of the situation would’ve likely sent Rei into an internal breakdown. The more guarded she was, however, the more desperate Kakashi seemed to become. They weren’t her students and she was no longer his girlfriend. Logically there was really no point to this. But of course Kakashi refused to budge.

               “This is probably the last time I’ll be able to spend time with them before Naruto leaves” he explained. “I just want this to go well but I feel like at the current rate, I’m just not qualified.”

               “What do you mean not qualified?” Rei asked skeptically. This was blasphemous, he had to be embellishing. To think, Kakashi Hatake the Copy Ninja, sharingan user who copied over 1,000 jutsu, under-qualified.

               “Since Sakura started training with Lady Tsunade” he explained, “Her chakra infusing abilities are far surpassing my own. You, on the other hand…”

               “Oh, no! Don’t you start that!” Rei exclaimed, recoiling in defense. “I know exactly where you’re going with this! That flattery jutsu isn’t going to work on me!”

               Kakashi sighed and shook his head. “Alright” he admitted. “You’ve got me. I suppose I can’t fool you.” A proud grin flashed on Rei’s lips then as Kakashi turned on his heels to depart. As he did so, he peered at her over his shoulder, a twinkle in his eye, and added, “It really is a shame, though. I’m sure they’re going to be very disappointed to know you’re not coming. They seem to like you a lot, Rei. It would be a shame to let them down like this.” Dammit.

               Naruto fell back into the grass with a groan, staring up at the clouds overhead. “Why does Kakashi-sensei always have to be so late? I don’t have time for this!”

               Sakura rolled her eyes as she surveyed the area. She was admittedly disappointed but not surprised. “And what are you in such a hurry for?” she asked. “Are you really that desperate to get away from us all?”  She was truly happy for Naruto, receiving a once-in-a-lifetime chance like this, but a part of her also couldn’t help but feel slightly bitter and even betrayed. First Sasuke, now this. It was like everyone she cared about was leaving her. She couldn’t believe she was admitting to herself that she actually cared about Naruto in the first place.

               “I just have a lot of packing to do, okay?!” Naruto exclaimed defensively.

               “Let me guess” Sakura replied, “You haven’t even started.”

               Naruto pouted sheepishly, muttering something inaudible under his breath, then looked around again for any sign of Kakashi. “I give him five more minutes and then I’m walking!” he exclaimed. Sakura nodded in agreement. She had cleared her whole day for this, she was going to flip if it turned out to be a waste. To think, she could be back at the hospital perfecting her medical ninjutsu right now. The minute she thought that, however, she was overcome with remorse. Their little team was falling apart and deep down, she wanted to salvage whatever time they still had left together. Perhaps Kakash’s tardiness bothered her more because it challenged her perception of the day’s potential, this last hurrah, more than anything else. Either way, she gazed out across the training grounds and hoped their sensei would show up soon.

               And sure enough, right before his five minutes were up, Sakura and Naruto caught sight of Kakashi approaching. He smiled and waved at them, announcing, “Hey guys! Sorry I’m late. I had some errands that needed my immediate attention.” Naruto and Sakura looked at each other tiredly. It was always the same pool of excuses. This time, however, was different. Before they could rebuke, out from behind Kakashi popped none other than Rei.

               “What is she doing here?” Naruto asked in disbelief.

               Rei narrowed her eyes and pouted. “What? Do you not want me here? If you want me to go, then I’ll go.”

               “No, no, that’s not what we meant!” Sakura chimed in. “We just didn’t expect to see you, that’s all.”

               “Oh, really?” Rei asked, smirking at Kakashi with arms crossed. “And here I thought you said they were expecting me.”

               Kakashi chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sometimes surprises can be good things” he replied.

               “Yeah, okay” Rei muttered under her breath. She really didn’t need to be here. She had plenty of other things she could be doing, like sleeping in or standing in front of the fridge eating chalky, expired chocolates in her underwear. If they didn’t want her here, then there was no reason for her to stay.

               She was about to turn on her heels and walk off when Sakura lurched forward, gripping her wrist, with a revelationary exclamation. “Wait a minute!” she shouted, and everyone froze, their curiosity piquing. “If you’re here with Kakashi-sensei, then does that mean you two are back together?!”

               Rei and Kakashi’s faces immediately went bright red, their entire bodies paralyzed. Rei cursed herself for waving off the possibility, whereas Kakashi was simply surprised that the topic arose so soon. If anything, he had expected (or maybe it was more that he hoped) his students would have questioned things in a much subtler way, the kind that would allow for him and Rei to perhaps have a private conversation about this later on. Now, the misunderstanding was so abrupt and blatant, there was no delicacy possible in it’s handling.

               After a few beats of silence, Kakashi cleared his throat and replied, “Not exactly, but that’s really not the main point of—”

               “So you’re not back together?” Naruto interrupted. And after all that hard work they put into sabotaging Rei’s blind date. How stupid were these two, anyway? They clearly still liked each other. Naruto may have had zero experience with relationships but even he could see that.

               Kakashi swung around and placed a hand on both of his student’s heads then, chuckling as he replied, “I don’t really think this is all that important right now! Besides, we came here to train and we wouldn’t want to waste our time, would we?” It was clear to Rei, at least, that he was trying his hardest to diffuse the situation before he lost his cool and shoved his fingers up both of their asses. He was not about to ruin their last training session together like this, nor was he going to let them ruin it for themselves.

               “So what exactly are we supposed to do?” Naruto asked, scratching his head.

               “The objective is simple, really” Kakashi replied. “You and Sakura are going to team up against Rei and myself. I want you both to come at us with the full intent to kill us. If you can knock us both down for at least ten seconds, you win the round. If you can’t, well…let’s just say your trip with Master Jiraiya might not be worth your time.” It was here that he turned and looked directly at Naruto, a condescending smile on his masked face. The young jinchuriki frowned at the insinuation, then reared up for battle.

               Round one went about as well as could be expected. Naruto and Sakura’s teamwork was still slightly unstable but they had made great progress. They had learned over the past few months to better interpret one another’s cues and predict their next movement. Naruto had grown stronger and Sakura more precise. Despite making great strides, though, the fight was far from easy.

               The difficult thing about fighting Rei was that Naruto and Sakura didn’t know her well enough to know her fighting style, her strengths, and her weaknesses. She was clever and stealthy, she could disappear in the blink of an eye, and she always knew wherever they were hiding. While she was a formidable opponent, there was, however, one thing that Naruto and Sakura knew they could use against her and the thought of it filled them both with so much bubbly energy, they could hardly contain themselves.

               Rei sunk into the grass chugging bottled water and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Kakashi had given them all a five minute respite before starting round two, and Rei was surprised to find she actually needed it. She watched Naruto and Sakura huddle up laughing and couldn’t help but smile. They weren’t even her students, but deep down Rei was proud. She could see the progress they had made and she knew it was thanks in part to Kakashi. She glanced at him as he crouched beside her with book propped open and for a moment, she naively thought he had not noticed. When he momentarily met her gaze, her entire body electrified.

               “Alright you two!” Kakashi called, setting his book aside. “Are you ready?” Naruto and Sakura immediately straightened up, suppressing laughter, as if they were kids nearly caught stealing from the cookie jar. And then they were off.

               Their movements were erratic and strange—they had definitely changed their tactics and quite frankly, it made Rei suspicious. They were usually sloppy and second-rate but now they flitted here and there with a grinning, carbonated purpose. As a result, Rei and Kakashi were especially cautious and guarded. They would have to be careful and look out for whatever unpredictable attack they faced next. The four of them went on like this for a while until eventually, somehow Rei and Kakashi had fallen into a particular rhythm. They raced across the battlefield like dancers performing pre-rehearsed choreography, their students shrinking the radius further and further. By the time the two of them realized what was happening, they were powerless to stop it.

               It was rather simple, really. A game of cat and mouse; lead the predator right into your trap. If executed well, it was foolproof. And now here they were, Kakashi racing toward Naruto while Sakura was summoning Rei all toward the epicenter of the battlefield. Right when they were close enough, Naruto grabbed Sakura’s wrist and together they bolted out of the fray. With their targets removed, Kakashi and Rei were barreling toward one another at full speed, guaranteed to collide. Rei’s heart pounded, the world suddenly shifting into slow motion, as she watched Kakashi inch nearer and nearer until finally their bodies connected with the ground. They tumbled through the dirt, tangled limbs and hot breath on exposed skin, until Kakashi’s entire body weight was firmly on top of her. Rei’s chest tightened and her hands went numb. With their foreheads nearly pressed together, she was completely incapable of breaking his gaze. For a fleeting moment, nothing else existed in the world but them.

               Naruto punched Sakura on the shoulder, giddy, and whispered, “I think it’s working!”

               Sakura nodded vigorously. “There’s no way they won’t get back together now! Look at the way they’re looking at each other!”

               She made a valid point—even from that distance, the passion in their gaze was unmistakable. Rei and Kakashi stayed there atop one another for a long, silent moment, paralyzed. She could feel her lips twitch and tingle, hungry to lean in and kiss him, but the desire only made her angry. Now was not the time for this. Not here. Not in this moment.

               Kakashi smiled sheepishly as he then lifted himself off of her, apologizing as he extended a hand to help her to her feet. She accepted then smoothed out her hair and brushed the dirt off her clothes. A strange anxiety was coursing through her body, leaving her uncharacteristically self-conscious as if she was twenty again and newly loved. The presence of this was, to say the least, jarring. How long had it been since she felt this way? Why did she really give up this feeling in the first place? She already knew why, but in the moment there seemed to be no valid explanation behind the act. She felt high, transcendant even. She felt in her a pulsating energy she had so long took for granted and since denied herself. This was a dangerous game she was playing. If she wasn’t careful, she would fall right back into that abyss.

               The moment Kakashi turned to his students across the field, he knew something was up. They straightened their backs, eyes wide, and shushed one another through restrained laughter. Kakashi strode forward and looked at them sharply. “Alright, you two, what’s so funny?” he asked.

               “Nothing, sensei!” Sakura replied, but her voice was high-pitched and shaky.

               Kakashi cocked a brow, unconvinced.

               “We were just thinking how it was kind of funny the way you and Rei fell on top of each other like that, you know?” Naruto chimed in. Sakura fed him a sharp side-glare, as if to say you really do suck at lying. Because of course that gave Kakashi all the confirmation he needed to know exactly what was going on.

               Sighing, he asked tiredly, “Didn’t I tell you before to stop meddling in other people’s love lives?”

               Rei approached the moment the question was posed, and even the mere utterance of love sent her heart haywire. She bit down on the inside of her cheek as a distraction, glancing from Naruto to Sakura and back in hopes of finding anything in their faces that might make her feel even mildly reassured. She was unfortunately defeated when she found none.

               The sun was just beginning to set when the four of them began the trek home. Their limbs were sore and their faces dewy with sweat, but Naruto and Sakura were still laughing and running rampant in the shifting streets. “Hey Kakashi-sensei!” Naruto then called, turning on his heel and walking backwards to face him. “We should go to Ichiraku Ramen! One last time before I leave!” Sakura nodded in agreement.

               As tempting as it was to say no for the sake of his wallet, Kakashi knew he couldn’t deny him. At least not this time. “Alright, Naruto” he sighed. “We can get some ramen.”

               Naruto plastered a cheerful grin on his face before exclaiming, “All four of us, right?”

               Rei paused, a rejection rising in her throat. Naruto looked at her expectantly, like a puppy begging for another treat, then Sakura followed suit, and then finally Kakashi. His expression was gentle but coaxing, hopeful. “Would you like to join us?” he asked, and his smooth voice only heightened her panic.

               It took her perhaps a few seconds too long to finally answer. “I, uh, I actually…I mean, I’d love to, don’t get me wrong, I just…I’m kind of tired, and my stomach is acting weird, so I think I might just…you know, head home. Try to get some rest.” God, I sound pathetic.

               “Okay” Kakashi replied, smiling, but she could tell he was disappointed. How did she get into this mess? Perhaps she could rescind her denial, say nevermind, I take it back, I will come along but it was too late now. She had already given a string of reasons justifying her departure. A slimy, uncomfortable feeling settled into her stomach as she bid them goodbye and turned around.

               Her apartment was dark and colder than usual when she returned. She shut the door quietly behind her, locked it, and then pressed her back against it with a sigh, fully prepared to let the loneliness consume her. Shut away, she was given perfect audience with her thoughts and fuck, were they loud. An overwhelming fear enveloped her, a nagging stream of questions and doubts. She suddenly felt as if her entire life was a checkbook register where somewhere she had fudged the math and was now pummeling through page after page of consequential miscalculations. All her life, all she had ever wanted was Kakashi’s love, attention, and approval. Now he was readily giving it to her in spades and yet she had backed away. She eyed the photo on her desk of her and her team in their youth, her heart breaking at the sight of Naru. That was what all of this really came down to: the loss of Naru. She would know what to do about this. She would make things right. She would sit cross-legged on the edge of Rei’s bed, starlight in her eyes, and tell her exactly what she needed to hear, but she would cover it in sprinkles and a large dollop of pink frosting. But if Naru were still here, none of the rest of this would be happening. Her and Kakashi never would’ve broken up, and she would never have had to feel the debilitating guilt and nausea of leading her best friend to death. She didn’t deserve to be happy. She didn’t deserve Kakashi’s love. She deserved nothing but pain and loneliness and suffering. Her line of sight drifted toward the kanzashi on her desk and for a moment, she considered—

               No. She squeezed her forearms in each opposite hand, arms crossed about her chest, and fell back onto the bed with an animalistic groan. Not tonight. She couldn’t afford the aftermath. She stared up at the ceiling, counting the seams between each slat of wood, and started to cry. She may have deserved to be alone, but it was another matter entirely of whether or not she wanted to be. Her body still ached from Kakashi’s proximity when he fell on top of her, the way that in that moment, for once everything seemed okay. For once the relentless thoughts of death and deserving were silenced and all that mattered was just him and her. Rei wrapped her arms tight around her stomach then, curling up into a fetal position, and gazed out at village skyline stretched out before her. Somewhere out there, there were answers. Somewhere out there, there was peace. Somewhere out there, there was bound to be a version of herself who knew what she wanted and never questioned whether she was worth it, a world in which nothing else mattered but her and him and in which everything was finally okay.  

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day One Hundred Forty-Seven: Sugar Coated ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: A Light Amongst Shadows ] [ AO3 Link ]

If there’s one thing Sasuke can consider a pet peeve...it would be people sugarcoating things. If you’re going to tell him something, just...tell him! Don’t beat around the bush or talk in circles in an attempt to soften whatever you’re trying to say. He himself has always been rather...blunt. He’s got no time to dance your dance for the sake of niceties or social decorum. He’d much rather get to the point, and move on. Life is short, and he’s got things to do.

But not everyone feels that way.

When he met Hinata - or rather...when he met her again - he could immediately tell she was one of those people. Both because of her nature, and her upbringing. It’s not a Hyūga’s way to simply talk plainly. Oh no. They have to obfuscate and speak in circles as to avoid being too direct. To be direct is to be rude.

Too kind to simply speak her mind, too diplomatic to risk offense, and with a slight stutter that further slows her speech, Hinata takes her time with her orating. At first it threatens to bring about a kind of irritation. Is she really going to be the sort to drag out every conversation they have?

But, to Sasuke’s honest surprise...she doesn’t. The stutter is, admittedly, hard to avoid. But he can’t fault her for that. He’s certain it’s born from a meek nature...which in turn, he soon learns, was brought about by her father’s treatment of her when young. True, she’s grown a lot since then - and he’ll soon learn just how much. But a lifelong verbal tic isn’t something one can simply drop.

Look at Naruto.

One of the first times Sasuke speaks to Hinata after the war is after his brother’s revival. Given Itachi’s rather...precarious position (he’s still an S-ranked missing nin, after all), it’s been suggested that the Hyūga lend their strength and standing to the remnants of their cousin Uchiha.

In all honesty, Sasuke’s pride is...rather stung. He’s one of the two most powerful shinobi in their world. To suggest that he needs help - especially from a clan as haughty and stuck-up (in his opinion) as the Hyūga - is a major insult.

But...he’ll admit, there’s some logic to it. They’re cousin clans. And the added numbers might spare them some agony. Sure, Sasuke (and once he’s recovered, Itachi) can take care of himself just fine. But it would still be nice to avoid the little squabbles from people stupid enough to insult him to his face. Did he make mistakes? Yes. Both brothers did. But they’re also moving forward. Being stuck in the past and harassing them about something they’re making amends for is a one-way ticket to pissing him off.

Besides, Hinata’s friends with Itachi’s...well, he might as well call her wife. She was one of the medics that helped save her life after Neji’s assault back in the chūnin exams.

...weird to think back that far. It’s almost like another life.

She also helped heal her friend after Pein’s assault. Add in her hand in reviving Neji, and she’s got pretty good standing with the Hyūga. In more than one way, the main house owes her debts.

Something she hints at taking advantage of. Which...shocks Sasuke, in all honesty. She doesn’t seem the type to do that. But she also knows that the Uchiha need all the help they can get...especially with her children so young and so vulnerable.

And Sasuke will do anything to protect his brother’s son and daughter.

So...he swallows his pride, and takes up the Hyūga on their offer.

Which means speaking to Hinata.

She’s not heiress anymore - hasn’t been for a number of years by now, if he remembers right. Hanabi’s taken that mantle. But that doesn’t mean the elder sister isn’t involved in clan politics. Still trained in diplomacy, it’s she - not her precocious sibling or haughty cousin - they send to speak with him.

Wise. The former Sasuke wouldn’t be able to take seriously, heiress or not. The latter he’d almost certainly butt heads with. Neji’s too...staunch for his liking. Too far up his own ass...though he’s gotten better since they last spoke.

Dressed in her typical attire, Hinata meets Sasuke at the Hyūga compound gate. “Hello, Sasuke-kun,” is her soft greeting, given alongside a bow.

Managing a nod in return, he just replies, “Hyūga.”

“Um...given that arrangements are still being made, and official terms drafted, this isn’t an official meeting. That will have to wait until the Uchiha clan head is...is present.”

Clan head referring to Itachi. It’s a position he’d have inherited anyway, had the clan lived. And Sasuke sure as hell doesn’t want it.

“Understandable. Aniki is still recovering.”

“Yes, I...I heard. But...given that we’re going to be in talks for...quite some time, I wanted to formally introduce myself.”

“Hyūga, we were in the Academy together. I know who you are.”

Her cheeks pinken. “I - y-yes, that’s true. But...we rarely spoke, and...it’s been q-quite some time since we’ve really, um...been acquainted. I thought it would be - would be wise to have a sort of...clean slate? To start over, and build anew.”

Her nerves are starting to make his itch. All her starting and stopping, and all these...formalities. It’s such a waste of time. “Listen, Hyūga -”

“Please, call me Hinata.”

Ignoring her cut in, he goes on. “I get what this is. But you don’t have to be so...stiff. I’m not about to rip your head off. Don’t be so nervous. I’m not a crazy nukenin anymore, either.”

She jolts a hair in surprise. “I…” Her demeanor softens. “...I never thought you were...crazy.”

A brow perks, finding that hard to believe.

“Granted, we weren’t...friends. But everyone knew what happened. And that you wanted revenge. If I were in your shoes…” She trails off. “...well, I don’t know if I - if I could have gone that far. But I understand. As someone with a clan, and...knowing what I know...I think you were more than justified. Especially given the hand the village had in it…” Hinata’s head shakes somberly. “...you had e-every right to be angry, and want justice. You...you might have taken things a bit far, but...given the actions taken against your kin, it only seems fair. Because...that was too far. Far too far. It never should have happened.”

Single dark eye watching her, Sasuke...doesn’t sense any deception from her. She’s not kissing his ass. She’s just...being honest with him. “...you don’t think I’m dangerous?”

“No.” Her answer is too firm, too certain to be a lie. “...well, true, you’re very powerful. But...I don’t think you’re going to hurt anyone. Only...only if they hurt you, o-or your family, first. And in that case...I think you’d have every right. I would do the same if someone tried to harm my sister, or my cousin.” Pale eyes look up to him, and Sasuke sees a kind of...firmness that wasn’t there when he arrived.

Something about the subject has...shifted something in her. The formalities of his visit are forgotten as they discuss something else entirely. Here, and now, they’re just...people. Reminiscing over something neither of them have to be shy about.

Should be shy about.

“...well, you’re about the only one who thinks that way,” he sighs, tone a tinge bitter. Even his own teammates have been treating him like an explosive tag: just one spark from igniting. It’s...exhausting, really.

“Well...to be fair, I’ve been given perspective some people don’t have.”

“My teammates know the truth.” Sasuke’s brow hardens, and for a moment, he forgets himself and speaks a bit too openly. “...they knew before the war even started. About the council, and the coup, and the massacre. And what did they do? Not a damn thing. Still thought the best course of action was dragging me back to the place of my clan’s sanctioned genocide.”

At the blunt truth, Hinata can’t help a small flinch. “...I-I think...Naruto-kun and Sakura-chan lack a bit of...um...perspective. Sakura-chan doesn’t have a clan. Neither does Naruto-kun...he doesn’t have any family. It has to be hard to...fully comprehend. But you and I...we both come from long-standing, powerful clans. And…” She ducks her head, somber. “...while yours may be gone, you still had that world view. That...experience. As I did. While I can’t fully c-comprehend what you’ve gone through...I’m in a position very similar to what yours once was. It could have been my clan that was mistreated, a-and eliminated when we tried to stand up for ourselves. It’s...easier for me to imagine that loss, given that I have that much to lose. They...they don’t.”

...he...hasn’t thought of it that way. “...hn.”

The air suddenly tinges awkward, and Hinata goes pink again. “...I-I’m sorry, we’re...so off-topic -”

“It’s fine. You’re right. You…” A pause. “...you have the perspective few do. Between being part of a big clan, and also knowing what you know...you’re about the closest person to understanding. It’s…” Another hesitation. “...refreshing. To be understood.”

Large eyes blink, expression a bit taken aback. Then Hinata gives him a soft smile. “...I don’t want to treat you any different, Sasuke-kun. It’s clear you’ve changed. And...I hope that you’re going to get the closure you need. Something should still be done about...about those who orchestrated the massacre. Until then...you have e-every right to be wary of Konoha. But...I hope you know that the rest of us? We’re rooting for you. Even if some are...worried. I’m sure that will fade in time. We all just...need to reacquaint ourselves with each other. A lot of time has passed...and a lot has changed. That can’t be undone so quickly.”

She’s...starting to get a bit long-winded again, but he finds he doesn’t mind - she makes a lot of good points. “...I’ll try to be patient.”

“So will we. But...that’s p-part of why the Hyūga want to stand with you! To show solidarity. So...hopefully others will follow our example in welcoming you back.”

“And have less incentive to mess with us,” he adds, smirking a bit in amusement at the obvious point.

“I...y-yes,” she admits sheepishly. “N-not that many would dare, I imagine. But...yes.”

“...well, I guess this counts as an introduction?” Sasuke then offers. He’s anxious to get home and check on his brother. See his niece and nephew, too.

“Oh, y-yes! Um...well, this wasn’t exactly what I had planned,” she laughs nervously. “But, um...I suppose it did acquaint us…?”

“Yeah. Well enough. Besides, something tells me I’ll see more of you soon.”

“I’m sure you will.”

“See you around, Hyūga.”

To his surprise, she puffs a bit. “Please, call me Hinata! There’s too many Hyūga to just call me that!”

Before he can stop it, Sasuke chuckles. Rather than answer, he turns and waves.

Maybe they’ll get along better than he’d feared.

     This is...kinda random xD Wasn't really sure what to do with the prompt, and tbh not...sure I pulled off the idea I had as well as I wanted. Buuut I tried lol      Poor Hinata just wants to be polite! But Sasuke has no patience for formalites. He just wants to talk, and talk quickly. He's got better things to do than sit and blab! But it seems he doesn't mind sitting and chatting with Hinata. She just...gets him in ways others don't. So I'm sure they'll be talking a lot more ;3c      Anywho, it's past this nerd's bedtime! Thanks for reading~

[kyvir]

“God you look good.” “Are you just gonna state?” For A Walk in the Park sasusaku please?

Thanks for the request anon! Writing for our A Walk in the Park sasusaku made Kana and I very happy! XD

Uchiha Family

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Sasuke-

I was putting on my cufflinks as I walk across our bedroom. Sakura was in the bathroom fixing her make up for our date despite me telling her she didn’t need any, she was just as beautiful as the day I met her. It had only been a year since we were married, a short and wonderful year. The first weeks after the honeymoon were filled with picking out furniture and paint colors to make the house our own. I found that married life wasn’t too different except for moments like these when I just stopped and looked at her.

She pulled back her long pink hair into a clip, a few strands falling against the nape of her neck. Her lips were a strawberry red and only one of her eyes wore mascara. A long sleeveless, black dress hugged her upper body and flowed down from her hips. She hadn’t put on her heels yet and one foot peaked out, tapping in frustration.

“Ugh. This clip is not working.” She groaned before pulling the clip out and running her hands through her hair in exasperation.

I silently watched as she plugged in her curling iron next, letting it warm up as she finished her mascara. The whole scene was so domestic that it hurt. Married life only made me weak to moments like this and a smile would find my lips before I realized it. I crossed my arms over my white button up and leaned against the door frame.

“We don’t have to go out tonight.” I told her. “I’m more than happy having dinner here.”

“We are most certainly going out tonight. This is a very special occasion. We have dinner here every night!” She huffed before turning to look at me, a bit more emotional than she normally was. Her eyes softened the instant she took me in and she sighed. “I will be ready in half an hour, I promise. Go… go get the car ready.”

I raised an eyebrow at her, a smirk tugging on my lips. “Sakura, love, the car is already ready.”

The responding look she gave me then had me holding up my hands and backing away from the bathroom. I learned long ago that that look was not to be messed with, however it seemed to be making an appearance more than usual. Her behavior couldn’t be blamed on the fact that today was our one year anniversary, she’s been acting a bit odd for a while now. Her moods changed at the drop of a hat and she looked stressed. This past week she has been a lot less talkative and I wondered if whatever was causing her stress was getting to her.

I had asked her more than once what was wrong, but she would smile and insist it was nothing. I didn’t want to press the issue tonight, not when we should be celebrating, but I would get her to talk to me. Sometimes if was best if I let her tell me on her own, but I was impatient.

Perhaps tomorrow afternoon I would have her sit down for a chat. I went over to the closet and grabbed my black suit jacket. I put it on and glanced in the mirror, making sure there were no wrinkles. All that was left was my tie. I picked it up from the dresser and quickly tied it with practiced ease, buttoning my jacket after.

Sakura came out of the bathroom a moment later, her beautiful hair hanging in loose curls. Her makeup was done perfectly and she seemed to be in a lighter mood now. She looked me over, eyes softening as that sweet smile pulled her lips apart to reveal her teeth.

“God you look good.” She breathed, eyes traveling over me greedily. She didn’t move or say anything else for a while, she just continued to take me in.

“Are you just gonna stare?” I asked, purposely moving closer. “Come on, we’re going to be late.” I reminded and gave her a chaste kiss.

“Fine. I’ll do my staring on the way there.” She muttered, grabbing her purse and then my hand.

“Shoes.” I told her.

“Damn it.” She huffed, releasing my hand and dropping her purse to sit on the bed and reach for her heels.

My hand beat her to them and I got on one knee. “Let me.”

“Sweet ass.” She giggled then and watched as I put on her heels.

I helped her stand and she grabbed her purse once more, finally ready. She took my hand again and we made our way outside to the car and I opened the passenger door.

“After you, Mrs. Uchiha.”

“Why thank you, Mr. Uchiha.” She grinned as she got in before giving me a suggestive look.

I kept my eyes locked on hers as I got into the driver’s seat. “We only have fifteen minutes to get there. What will you do if we don’t make it?” Her charms weren’t distracting me from the time.

She let out a laugh that I felt vibrate through me. “Come on now, we don’t have to worry about that. This is you driving. Or did you forget?”

“Hn.” I agreed. “You make a compelling argument.” I said and started the car, taking in her smug expression. It only served to flatter her and even though I loved it when she wore pink, there was just something about seeing her in back that drove me crazy. “Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?”

“Not tonight.” She sighed, smiling happily at me as I got on the road. “But you told me this morning.”

“Did I?” I asked, returning her smile. “It’s as true now as it was then, love.”

Needless to say we arrived in time and were shown to our seats by the hostess. I ordered some wine along with a bowl of sweet rolls. Sakura was in a good mood and I wanted to keep it like that, distracting her from whatever was on her mind. I wanted her to focus on us and relax, she deserves to enjoy herself– especially tonight.

Sakura-

Having dinner with Sasuke tonight on our anniversary was very important to me, for more than one reason. I had been stressing all day long about tonight being as perfect as it could be. Though I had a wardrobe, hair and makeup malfunction, we had made it to the restaurant on time. Sasuke had made our reservation over a month prior and there was no way I’d let us miss it.

We didn’t go out to nice places like this often, but we didn’t have an anniversary every day either. Though this was only our first anniversary, it was extra special. Sasuke had been working as much as I had lately and we hadn’t had enough time together– even if we were together every second that we weren’t working.

Things hadn’t changed much in our relationship. We still went to the park everyday with Luna. We went and had dinner with my parents on occasion, and we visited Itachi as often as we could. Sometimes, our family would visit us. Which was nice being that our home was our home and we could have people over… it was just that we didn’t take well to unexpected visitors because we were all too often holed up in our room.

We’d long ago demanded everyone to call ahead of time if they planned to come to our home.

It may have been a year, but we were still enjoyed the newlywed life. The way Sasuke and I felt about each other, how we could never get enough of each other had never changed… it would never change. We were both hopelessly in love and it wasn’t often that we wished to share each other with other people– if we didn’t have to for something like work.

The wine and rolls arrived as I watched Sasuke from across the table, my mind spinning with many things. There was something important I had to tell him tonight and he was completely oblivious. Or at least, he seemed to be. I asked for a water as well and finally looked away from him to study the menu. I’d only been to this place once before so I wasn’t familiar with it.

“What are you having?” I asked him as I skimmed through the entrees and appetizers.

“The steak and bagna cauda … I thought you liked this wine?” He asked, confused at my order of water.

I blanched a bit at his observation but quickly waved him off. “Oh I do, you know that. I just wanted to have the water with my food.” For all he knew, I could be extremely thirsty. I really hoped he wouldn’t push the issue.

Sasuke nodded in understanding. “I’m going to start without you, though.” He warned, taking a sip of his glass.

“That’s fine.” I smiled, wanting him to enjoy himself as much as he could. “I really don’t know what I want… I’m thinking shrimp maybe.”

“The shrimp fra diavolo is good.” He suggested, leaning over to point to it.

“Sounds fancy.” I grumbled. Fancy places were nice, but I was such a simple girl. I had to be annoying Sasuke by now. “Well I’ll just have that. But I want a salad first.”

He leaned back in his seat. “Alright. Mind if I steal your tomatoes?” He asked, watching my reaction carefully.

“I already planned to give them to you.” I admitted sheepishly just before the waitress came with my water and to take our order. Sasuke ordered for both of us thankfully. I didn’t even want to think about trying to pronounce the fancy named food.

“One steak and bagna cauda, shrimp and fra diavolo and a salad with extra tomatoes.” He said, not bothering to look at the waitress.

She took our menus and left then, leaving me to think over how and when I was going to talk to Sasuke about what had been on my mind so much recently. I sighed as I thought about it and knew he was watching me. I knew he wanted to know as badly as I wanted to tell him… but I was a bit fearful of his reaction.

“Sakura, relax.” He chided with a chuckle. “Although, I’m flattered that a date with me can still give you butterflies.”

I couldn’t help but smile at his words, they were true enough but it wasn’t just that tonight. “There’s something I need to… talk to you about.”

“What is it?” He asked, expression turning concerned. “What’s wrong?”

Honestly, I didn’t know what the right words were– or if there were any. I was nervous, even thinking about not telling him right now… but I’d been putting it off for almost two weeks. That was far too long to hold a secret from my husband.

“You remember when I got sick a while back?” I asked first, trying to remain calm and gauging his every reaction.

His eyes widened a bit and he lowered his voice. “You aren’t sick again, are you?” He asked, voice filled with worry.

“Well no…” I trailed off, cleared my throat and stared at my water.

“Tch.” Sasuke huffed before sighing in relief. “Don’t scare me like that. You know how I am when it comes to your health.” He lightly scolded.

“There is something though…” I admitted, still not able to just blurt it out.

“What is it?” He asked, not having a clue. “Is it something bad?”

“That’s just the thing… I’m not really sure.”

Sasuke furrowed his brow. “You’ve lost me … what are you trying to tell me here?”

I shifted in my seat before meeting his eyes and letting the words fall from my lips. “I’m pregnant.”

Sasuke’s body froze and his gaze dropped to my stomach, his eyes widened in shock.

“When I got sick, they put me on antibiotics and I did know they could affect my birth control, but we used other precautions for a couple weeks. You know that. But… somehow… I still got pregnant.” I explained, watching his shocked expression and becoming more worried by the second.

Sasuke closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he returned his gaze to my stomach, reaching a trembling hand over to grab mine. “You … You’re pregnant?” He whispered, holding my hand tightly.

I nodded, trying not to cry. He wasn’t mad or even disappointed. A bit shocked, but that was understandable. “I am. We’re going to have a baby.”

“We’re going to have a baby.” He repeated, finally looking into my eyes. “We’re going to have a baby.” He said again, breaking out into a grin.

I couldn’t help it then, tears brimmed in my eyes but I grinned just as broadly as he did. “I love you.” I whispered, my heart feeling even fuller now than he’d already made it feel since I’d met him.

He brought my hand to his lips, just holding it there, and looked at me with all the love he could muster. “God, Sakura, I love you.” He whispered, breath hot against my hand. “I can’t believe it … I’m going to be a father.”

“I know… I still can’t believe it.” I giggled then, beyond thrilled that he was this happy. Once again he gave me more reasons to love him.

“Of course, the wine.” He said, almost to himself. “How hadn’t I noticed, this is why you’ve been acting strange. Damn it, my hands won’t stop shaking.”

“I’m sorry… I’ve been thinking of the perfect way to tell you and I felt tonight would be best. Another reason to celebrate as long as you weren’t upset by the news. I’ve been full of nerves too but… I’m so excited to start this new chapter in our lives– together with you. I mean, there’s a part of us growing inside me. It’s crazy, isn’t it?”

Sasuke brought my hand down and held it firmly between his, shaking his head. “I never thought … I never thought I would find someone to love, much less have children. You’ve given me so much and now we’re going to be parents? I– thank you, love.”

“No, thank you… You’ve made me the happiest woman in the world.” I sniffled, wanting to throw myself across the table and into his arms but I wouldn’t cause a scene.

“You make me the happiest man in the world.” He returned and then suddenly pulled out his cell phone. He dialed a number and the other line picked up. “Itachi? You better get your act together because I don’t want my child picking up any of your bad habits… . Yes, you heard right, Sakura and I are having a baby… … Yes … . I know … … One second.” He said and handed the phone over to me. “He wants to talk to you.”

It was nice knowing Sasuke was excited enough to call Itachi immediately, but I hadn’t been expecting to discuss my pregnancy with anyone else so soon. I cleared my throat before greeting Itachi over the phone.

“Hello, Itachi.” I said, unsure of what his reaction would be.

“I’m so happy for you, little sister.” Itachi told me. “This is wonderful news, another Uchiha being brought into the world. I’m certain you will be a magnificent mother.”

“Thank you so much.” I said, unable to form any other words for fear of breaking into serious tears.

“I can’t wait to see the little one, you musn’t let Sasuke stop me from babysitting. I fully intend to spoil this child and pass on all of my great habits.”

I laughed and shook my head just thinking about how Sasuke and Itachi would be when the baby was actually born. “Well, I can’t wait to see how it goes.” I knew Itachi would love our baby deeply, so I certainly would trust him babysitting. But, I wouldn’t be worrying about a babysitter right away. If he wanted to stay over, I wouldn’t argue but for the first few months, my baby wouldn’t be leaving me.

“That is good enough for me.” He said. “I have much more to say, but I am well aware of the date. I’ll let you two get back to your anniversary dinner.”

“Thank you, I’ll let Sasuke tell you bye.” I said before handing the phone back to Sasuke.

He put the phone to his ear and looked at me fondly. “Itachi… .Yeah, I will… … I’ll see you then.” I thought that was the end of it, but he called Naruto next, the blonde screaming on the other line.

Naruto was thrilled that Hinata and I were going to have children around the same age. She’d announced her pregnancy a couple months back. Well, Naruto had done most of the announcing. I was happy to be pregnant along with her as well, but Sasuke and Naruto… well, they were on another level.

I could hear Naruto’s booming voice on the phone from across the table as he told Sasuke he was coming over to celebrate. Sasuke looked like he was going to agree. This news had obviously made him forget what today was.

“Of course, but not tonight, dope.” Sasuke said. “It’s my anniversary.” He ordered and hung up the phone.

Yet again, my love for him grew.

The remainder of our night out was spent in complete happiness. We ate, we laughed, Sasuke eventually moved over to my side of the table and held me as we made promises to be the best parents we could be. We hadn’t been expecting it and we were still young, but we would love this child as much as we loved each other. We would put them before anything else– always.

Things wouldn’t always be easy… maybe they never would be… but we were both eager to have this new member of our family. 

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Thanks for reading! This will also be posted on FF under the completed A Walk in the Park story, as will any oneshots written for this story. 

-KanaTyy

[kairi-chan]

Fighting For You [3/?] - SasuSaku

[First Chapter]

Summary: They were from different worlds. They were both interested, but knew a relationship between them was less than likely to happen, even if they both wanted it. Sasuke’s profession was dangerous, and Sakura was sheltered. Her parents’ did not approve of him. Slowly though, feelings started to take root and both of them were willing to fight for each other.

Genre: Romance / Humor

Rating: M

A/N: Co-written with @ss-tyytyy she will be posting it on her FFnet, while I will be posting it here on tumblr.

Sakura watched Ino position her food on the table, and readjusted the small flower vase for the ninth time before finally snapping a picture. The blond smiled, obviously content with her photo and quickly typed up a caption before posting it. She then flipped her phone over, screen first on the table, before finally looking at her again.

“So,” Ino propped her elbows on the table and leaned closer to her.

She pushed the chicken around her salad, refusing to meet her gaze. “So what, Pig?” her voice was merely a whisper. She couldn’t shake off the way Sasuke looked at her earlier, or the way his muscles rippled as he sparred with Naruto. It was sending all sorts of feelings and sensations into her system that she couldn’t explain.

The blond scowled. “What do you think of Sasuke?”

“I don’t think he likes you very much.” She teased.

Ino stabbed her chicken with her fork and ranted on. “He thinks he’s so high and mighty! He’s not even that good. I bet Naruto could kick his ass.”

Sakura laughed. It was really easy to rile Ino up. And she wasn’t going to lie, she liked teasing her best friend because her reactions were always gold. “I know. And he ruined your chances of getting Naruto’s hands on you.”

“I know!” She screeched. “What a bastard. Now I know why Naruto calls him that all the time.” She paused for a while before blurting out, “Oh my gosh! Did you see the latest summer collection? They’re adorable!”

This was exactly how things were supposed to be for Sakura. Brunch dates with Ino on Saturday mornings in fancy places while she listened to her rant on about boys and her latest fashion obsessions. After she would go around the fashion district and maybe do some shopping.

Her driver would then fetch her, and bring her home. She would have just enough time to freshen up and have dinner with her parents. Both of them were very busy people, but they always made it a point to spend time with her at least three times a week. It was like a schedule to the both of them. Ino often commented it wasn’t normal, but Sakura never paid too much attention to it. She loved her parents, and cherished all the time they could spare for her.

“Darling,” Her mother reached up, and Sakura bent down for her mother to kiss her cheek. “You look beautiful.”

Sakura smiled until her green eyes disappeared and walked over to her father.

“My precious flower is always beautiful.” He cooed. She kissed his cheek and settled into her seat. “Just like your mother,” He pointed at her, and then winked at his wife. Who blushed in return.

Sakura laughed and shook her head. Despite being married for twenty-two years, her parents still behaved like two teenagers in love. She eyed her father with a small smile on her face. Even if he was a CEO, he was still pretty humble. And not as scary as people thought him to be. She then shifted her gaze to her mother. The fine lines on her face only emphasized the knowledge she had acquired during her years in medicine. She adored her mother, and so desperately wanted to be a doctor, just like her.

“How’s your Shadowing going, darling?” Her mother asked. “Tsunade isn’t working you too hard, is she?”

She shook her head and took a sip of water. “No, mother. She’s a little scary sometimes, but she’s been very nice. Dr. Tsunade even offered more hours for me to stay. Next week, she’ll allow me to watch a surgery!” Sakura spoke excitedly, to which her mother’s smile only widened.

“She’s a good surgeon. I knew she would like you.”

Her father crossed his arms and smirked. “Good thing she recognizes talent when she sees it! My daughter will exceed her, I am sure.”

Sakura grinned and started to eat. The rest of the dinner was filled with lively conversation. Her father shared funny stories of how he liked to scare the new recruits sometimes, only to end up laughing as soon as they exited his office.

“I think,” He said in between laughs. “I think he requested to be moved to a different department!”

The two women laughed. They then moved to the living room for dessert.

“Sakura,” Her father pulled out a small box and presented it to her. “I know how much you love strawberries. I heard the first harvest in London was good, so I had some brought for you.”

She felt her cheeks color. Strawberry season wasn’t even starting yet, and here her father was, air shipping fruit halfway across the world just because he knew his daughter liked them. She opened the box and her green eyes glittered. They were red, and plump.

“Thank you!” She grinned. She eagerly dug into the fruit and ate.

Her father grinned back, and plopped down on the sofa next to her. “This is exactly what I needed. Just a night to spend with my two favorite ladies.”

Her mother looked up from her phone and asked Sakura, “Is Ino dating someone new?”

Sakura stopped mid bite. “Yeah, she is.” She replied warily. “Why?”

Her mother showed her screen to her husband. “Hey, isn’t that MMA fighter? Uhh… I forgot his name.”

Sakura froze. She did not want to have this conversation with her parents. It was embarrassing enough that her mother followed Ino on Instagram, and they were both friends on facebook. “Naruto.”

“Ah yes!” Her father perked up. “He’s a good one. I watched one of his fights in the pantry once. Young and agile.” He nodded.

A wave of relief washed over her. At least her father slightly approved of Naruto. Slightly.

“Have you met this boy, dear?” Mebuki asked.

Ah, she was dead. “N-no,” She lied. “Ino likes to talk about him a lot, though. I think I waved at him through facetime once.”

Both of her parents gave her a look, but let it pass. “No boyfriends until you graduate medical school.” Her father said with a stern stare. To which, she merely nodded meekly.

Her mother laughed and held on to her father’s arm. “Sakura’s old enough, don’t you think? She’s got a good head on her shoulders.”

Sakura was thankful for her mother’s trust. But she knew her father always got into a huff about these things. “Exactly, Mebuki. Which is why I’m sure boys would just fall all over her!”

Sakura laughed half heartedly. This wasn’t exactly the case, but it had happened on more than one occasion.

After taking a shower, Sakura lay in her bed and scrolled through her phone. She finally saw the selfie she took with Naruto at the gym earlier. She sighed and placed her phone down. She stared at her ceiling and contemplated how her life had been going so far.

Maybe Ino was right. She needed to get out more and live. But how could she with her overprotective parents and high expectations? Sakura groaned and turned to her side. She picked up her phone and scrolled through her instagram feed some more. She stared at Ino’s photo with Naruto again and saw that she had tagged him. She clicked on his username and looked through his profile.

It appeared to be a personal account, and yet he had more than a hundred thousand followers. There were no photos of Ino on his feed, though. It was mostly professional photos taken during fights, and some videos of him training. There were occasional funny photos of himself, and selfies with his manager. And then, her breath hitched. It was a photo of Naruto and Sasuke.

Without thinking, she read the caption and hastily clicked on the tag with Sasuke’s name. He also had a lot of followers, but her face fell when she realized it was his professional account. The feed was clean, and it contained photos from his fight, videos of him training, and snippets of interviews. It barely contained any casual photos of him, which made her frown.

She wasn’t going to lie. She repeatedly watched the videos of him doing push ups, and pull ups. She adored the way his muscles rippled. Sakura also enjoyed listening to his voice during the interviews. He often gave one word responses, and smirked often. Which she enjoyed. She found herself laughing when someone asked him about his friendship with Naruto.

“We see you and Naruto train together often. I heard your managers were good friends. What do you think about him?”

Sasuke smirked. “He’s a loser,” came his automatic response.

“Aren’t you afraid you may have to fight him one day? I believe you two belong to the same weight division.”

He shrugged. “If it comes, it comes. It won’t affect me, or my standing. I’m still going to beat the Dobe anyway.”

Sakura laughed. His confidence was mostly taken for being cocky. She wasn’t going to lie, he was cocky, but there seemed to be so much more to Sasuke than that. Plus, since she had already seen Naruto and Sasuke’s exchanges first hand, she knew he was bluffing. They were both good friends, and it seemed like the media ate it up like hotcakes.

She read through the comments, and through more of his photos. She found a link of a compilation of his best fights. She clicked it and her phone redirected to Youtube. Sakura found herself holding her breath with each second that passed. All of the videos were less than five minutes long, and that was already including his entrance. The cut version, at least. Sakura couldn’t take the idea of someone punching that face. It was too pretty to take a hit.

Luckily, he almost never received them. Sasuke was quick, and dodged gracefully. It almost looked like he was dancing. His face was mostly nonchalant, but there was an unmistakable glint of fire in his eyes. He was in it to win, and he always did.

After watching nearly all of the fights on his youtube channel, she moved to watching other fighters. She couldn’t believe how brutal these fights could get. She felt all too relieved that Sasuke never received a fatal blow.

“Oh my god, is that blood on the mat?” She muttered to herself as she pulled her phone a little closer. The guy kicked him in the face and sent blood splattering. He fell on the mat with a thud. “Oh my god!” She screamed. Sakura was never one to be fazed by blood. It was next to normal for her. But the thought that people actually placed themselves in situations to get knocked into the next week baffled her.

“He could be a model with how hot he looks.” She muttered, as she rolled on to her other side. She closed the Youtube app and went back to his instagram. Once she got bored with that, she went to google and searched up his name.

Sasuke Uchiha

Even his name sent thrills through her body. After reading his wikipedia page, she checked the time. It was already passed midnight. She set her alarm and put her phone away to her side table. All of her stalking suddenly made her feel so tired.

“Why do I do this to myself?” She whispered as she pulled her blankets to cover her lithe body. Tomorrow would be another day. Another day where she would start her routine again. But she half hoped that she would get a little disruption, and an invitation to come and watch him train again.

Sakura started her day early with a yoga class near the hospital. She always liked attending, as it helped prep her up for her day. It was nice to sweat and practice both physical and mental discipline before her day actually started. After she took her shower, her driver fetched her and drove her to the hospital.

She walked through the halls and smiled warmly at the staff who had recognized her as Tsunade’s ward. She usually shadowed her from nine in the morning until three in the afternoon. Doing hospital work always made Sakura forget everything else that went on in her life. It was one reason why she liked being there in the first place. Other than helping people of course. She always knew that helping was one of her life’s callings.

During lunch, she decided to eat at the pantry, instead of staying at Tsunade’s office. The television was on, and the other hospital staff gathered around to watch some reruns. Sakura perked up as soon as she heard his voice.

“I train hard. It’s only natural that I win.”

Her green eyes were glued to the screen, completely forgetting the meal in front of her. She caught herself smiling. She had already watched this interview last night, but it still sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach to hear him again.

After her hospital shift, she decided to spend some time for herself. She saw Ino’s Instagram story that she was spending some time with Naruto. She didn’t want to bother her, so she walked to the park across the street and found herself a tree to sit under. She had two more hours before she had to meet Ino and their other friends for dinner. Sakura was half hoping she would bring Naruto along. He seemed like he would get along with their group of friends. She then found her thoughts drifting back Sasuke’s smoldering gaze. She shook her head to clear it and pulled a book out of her bag.

She had had enough of him invading her thoughts for the day. For now, she wanted to spend time getting lost in another world. Sakura opened the book and began reading.

“Forehead! You’re late!” Ino chided.

Sakura laughed nervously and took a seat next to Shikamaru. “Sorry, I lost track of time.” Her green eyes then roved around to everyone at the table. Tenten, Choji, Shikamaru, Ino and Naruto were there.

“Hey, you’re here!” She greeted him.

Naruto grinned, making his whiskered cheek rise, until his blue eyes disappeared. “Hi Sakura-chan. I didn’t really have a choice, ya know?”

The whole table erupted in laughter. Everyone knew Ino probably threatened him to join, but judging by seeing no damage on either of them, Naruto had come on his own free will.

Dinner was filled with laughs and stories. She rarely got to see Tenten since she was busy with her summer job, and Shikamaru and Choji were helping out with their family businesses. It was all the more reason for her to cherish these moments with everyone. But as the laughs died down, the food all gone (mostly thanks to Choji), and the bill paid (courtesy of Ino), they all shuffled out of the restaurant and said their goodbyes to each other.

“When can I go and watch you train again?” Ino asked Naruto.

“I have a fight coming up, so I’m a little busy. I’ll have to ask if you can come when my coaches are around.”

Sakura watched as Ino pouted at Naruto, who then grinned. “I’ll ask and then I’ll call you, alright?”

She brightened up. “Yeah! Hey, can Sakura come, too?”

“Sure! But just so you know, Teme won’t be there.”

The pinkette turned bright red and flailed her arms around. “It’s fine! I don’t want to intrude.”

Naruto and Ino laughed. “Hey, it’s no problem. I can ask Kaka-sensei if you can. But as soon as I get a free day with Sasuke, I’ll let you two know, alright?” He kissed Ino’s forehead before walking away.

Sakura watched him leave. The hope of seeing Sasuke again made her heart soar. She was more than excited to see him again.

A/N: Now we got a glimpse of Sakura’s life. What do you guys think? Tyy and I love hearind your thoughts! 

[wolvesandfoxes25]

What we want: Ch.1

Sakura fiddled with the neck of her beer, chancing a glance up at the snickering blonde in front of her.

The Hokage.

He was a little intoxicated.

Well, why not?

The kids were on missions, and work had dwindled a bit.

So, some of the old group, and most of the older Sensei’s, had decided to venture out into one of the bars.

Sakura turned her focus to Kakashi, who was now talking to a random civilian woman at the bar, laughing at something.

She could tell though…she could tell that he was scouting. She noticed how his eyes trailed over the figure of the woman when she wasn’t looking.

Pervert.

But, why not? She seemed interested.

Sighing, she looked back across the booth at Naruto, who was chuckling at something Choji said, his fox like grin taking over his features.

Hinata wasn’t there, she had opted to stay home with Himawari.

Bolt and Sarada were on a week long mission themselves, leaving Sakura completely open to do whatever in that time span.

And of course Sasuke was not in the village.

Closing her eyes in pain, Sakura suddenly felt a shove at her shin, and she looked up quickly into the eyes of her former teammate.

Oh Gods.

He was giving her that look.

The heated, intense look he kept throwing her way everytime she saw him now.

Swallowing her lone shot of sake, she got up from the table, and brushed off her skirt, turning to go into the one stall woman’s bathroom.

Sighing soundly, she stood in front of the mirror, looking herself over.

God, when had she aged to her thirties? When had she gotten married and had a child? She felt like her life had slipped away before she realized what was happening.

Sarada.

That was the one thing she wouldn’t change for the entire world. Her child was everything to her, even if the child’s father in question was almost never in the picture.

In the midst of her thoughts, she heard the door open, then shut, the lock latching in place, the music from the bar beating hard against the walls of the bathroom, almost matching the rhythm her heart was going.

Naruto.

In the mirror, their eyes met, and she felt herself be pulled in to those intense blue eyes, narrowed into slits at her obvious unhappiness.

“Sakura.” He called out huskily, cheeks flushed, his Hokage robes discarded at the table, leaving him in his orange outfit.

Swallowing, Sakura felt her legs tremble.

It had been this way for a month now. There was strange tension between the two of them that had reared its head after a heated meeting in Naruto’s office about their children.

Bolt had been calling Sarada ugly names, and Sarada had been beating Bolt’s head in for it. Naruto, true to form, had no censor, so he told Sakura exactly what he thought about it.

Due to being on the receiving end of Sarada’s mothers tantrums himself. He knew all too well how painful they could be.

Sakura had scolded Naruto for allowing his son to speak to a girl in that way. And that…well, that pissed Naruto off.

Not only that, but he had a lot of other stressors that could contribute to the horrendous fight that they had gotten into.

But, said fight was laced in something Sakura couldn’t name, and was honestly too afraid to.

Being around Naruto from that point forward set her skin alight with an unknown flame that she had never felt before. His scent made her senses swim with longing, and lust.

Oh God.

What was happening to her?

A growl brought her out of her thoughts, and she glanced up, watching as Naruto made his way to her, fox like eyes setting their sights on the target.

Her.

Reaching out, he grabbed her bicep and pulled her against his chest.

No time was wasted as hands fiddled with each others lower garments, pants hitting the floor, Sakura’s skirt following suite. Naruto grabbed her underwear and ripped them downwards, seeing them pool around her ankles.

Sakura huffed as he gripped the underside of her ass, and hoisted her up, slamming her against the adjacent wall, lips and teeth attacking her neck, mouth uttering filthy words that would make even Kakashi blush.

Maybe.

Sakura was lost in the heat that he placed her in.

Naruto sank his teeth into her pulse point, and gripped his dick, aligning it with her wet entrance, shoving forward, burrowing home within her.

The two of them groaned, the walls reverberating with the techno beat of the music.

And that’s how they fucked. And man, were they fucking.

There was nothing gentle about the way Naruto grabbed her hair, exposing her pale flesh to him, his canines finding solace in her silky skin, ripping a low moan from her throat.

Sakura wound her legs around his hips, thrusting her womanhood against his thrusting manhood, her loud moans drowned out because of the song.

It was brutal….what he was doing to her.

But Gods, she didn’t care.

She needed this.

Sakura threw her head back, gasping sharply at the angle his hips were moving, the little knot of pleasure unfurling, promising a strong orgasm.

She needed more of him though, she wanted him deeper.

Arching her back smoothly, Sakura shoved at his shoulders, falling to her feet, watching as his face went from rapture to confusion.

Sakura stepped over to the sink and bent over, exposing her wet pussy to him, the wet juices gliding down her inner labia, making the pink haired Kuniochi bite her lip.

“N-Naruto. Fuck me like this. Please.” She almost begged, wiggling her hips in circles until she felt strong fingers clutch her hips and his cock push its way inside of her, all the way to where his balls were slapping against her clit.

Sakura squeaked from the sensation, never feeling this horny before.

She needed to come. She desperately needed to come.

The music was louder now, pulsing in rhythm to her and Naruto’s fucking, harsh panting reaching across the bathroom, the two of them sweating, watching the other in the mirror.

Sakura was so close she had to grit her teeth in order to stay standing. Naruto himself was huskily breathing heavily, his hips slanting against hers so strongly, Sakura could feel her breasts bounce beneath her dress.

Suddenly, Sakura felt a hand weave itself into her hair, gripping it tightly, forcing her head back, the ends of the strands screaming, making her breath rush out hotly.

Naruto bit her neck, his nose scraping against her ear lobe, blue eyes watching her intently in the mirror.

“Come for me, Sakura.” He commanded, sinking his teeth into her flesh again.

And she did, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as her lower abdominal muscles clenched so hard, she thought she’d fall to her knees from the intensity.

A growl could be heard behind her, and she felt his hips slant in a sloppy rhythm, signaling he was coming to.

They both bucked together, fingers tensing, jabbing harshly into the flesh they could find.

Then, the song abruptly ended.

Naruto released her after a few seconds, and Sakura fell forwards, his seed dripping down her thighs, legs trembling.

Oh fuck.

Silence.

Sakura herself gripped her underwear and pulled them up quickly, shaking so hard, she thought she’d topple over.

After fixing her hair, she made her way to the door, but a hand halted her, the blond haired man dragging her against him, blue eyes searching, shooting unanswered questions at her, cheeks tinged red due to the alcohol he had consumed.

Green eyes searched blue. But, neither of them said anything.

There was nothing to be said.

What had just happened was horrible.

Terrible.

Their spouses didn’t deserve it, that was for sure.

Sakura felt tears building, much to the dismay of the young Hokage, who sighed and let her go, watching her scramble out of the bathroom.

Sakura noticed all her friends on the dance floor, Sai and Ino dirty dancing to a particularly vulgar song that had just started playing. Kakashi was still conversing with the civilian woman at the bar, the two of them a little closer now, the tension palpable between the two, the woman’s hands on his bicep. Sakura didn’t notice too many others before she was grabbing her sweater and bolting out the door, throwing some money on the table.

She needed to get the hell out of there.

Arriving at her house, she went directly to her room and flung off her clothing, dragging a hand through her hair, smelling Naruto all over her.

Whimpering, she stripped all the way down, hearing the squelching between her thighs, knowing his seed was still there, branding her with the sin she had just committed.

Rushing towards the shower, she turned on the hot tap and stood there for a few seconds, for as long as she could bare.

Wincing at the now scolding temperature, feeling no better, Sakura reached for the cold water and turned it on, adjusting the two taps to a comfortable setting before grabbing the bar of lavender soap, and suddsing her skin, rubbing away the nights events, wanting to forget them altogether.

Why had that happened?

Well, the alcohol was a good factor. No, Sakura wasn’t drunk, but she had a good buzz going. And Naruto, well, he was right there with her. And the heat in the bathroom had just caused a stir in both of them apparently, especially due to that fierce fight the two of them had shared.

Sakura couldn’t help the thoughts that surfaced. She couldn’t help but think about his big hands running up her thighs, his hot mouth latching onto her neck, or his thick manhood parting her lower lips to wedge inside of her.

At that thought, she felt her own womanhood pulse, and she cursed herself, shaking her head free of those thoughts.

That could never happen again.

They were married, and had children.

Sniffling, Sakura cupped her hand and gathered some water, parting her legs, washing off the leftover semen, feeling tears pool in her eyes, shame coursing through her.

Oh God.

Oh God.

The rest of the night, Sakura was restless, completely exhausted she sat up and wiped the tears that were pooling out of her eyes.

She needed to speak to someone.

And who better than talk to the person that never slept?

It was 8 a.m. when Sakura knocked on his door, looking around to see if anyone was in the vicinity.

No answer.

Sakura knocked again, wondering if maybe he was asleep?

No answer.

Once more she knocked again and then she heard swearing on the other side of the wooden door.

“Just hang the hell on. Damn it.” He swore, unlatching the lock and swinging the door open, glaring at the early intruder.

“What?” He snapped, onyx eyes suddenly softening when they saw her.

Oh God.

He was shirtless!

“K-Kakashi-Sensei!” Sakura blushed, turning her back to him.

“Well, what did you expect? I just woke up…and my night, well, it didn’t consist of much clothing.” He said, humor in his voice.

Sakura blushed even harder at that comment, turning back around but keeping a hand over her eyes.

“I-Is she still here?” She questioned him.

“Nah. Left early. Want to come in?”

Sakura nodded, but still kept her eyes averted, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Kakashi smirked, and pulled her inside, walking back to his room and shrugging a black tank top on, yawning.

Sakura sat down on the couch, fiddling with the hem of her dress, watching as Kakashi put on a pot of tea.

“So. What’s going on, Sakura?” He asked her, stepping into the living room, sitting in the chair across from hers.

Sakura squeaked, lost in her thoughts, a particular vulgar image popping up from last nights events.

“O-Oh, I-I, u-um, well, that is…”

Kakashi raised a brow at her nervous bumbling.

“Sakura? What is it?” He pushed lightly, “You can tell m-”

“Naruto and I fucked at the bar last night!” She shrieked, clapping a hand over her mouth, watching as his eyes widened considerably.

Oh boy.

“Well. I wasn’t expecting that.” Kakashi responded, rubbing the back of his neck.

Sakura bit her lip, still clutching her dress forcefully.

“In the bathroom, I take it?” He questioned, and Sakura nodded.

Silence.

“I’m a horrible person.” She whimpered, pushing her face into her palms, letting out a loose sob, shoulders shaking.

Kakashi looked at her sadly and stood up, sitting beside her on the couch now, putting his hand on her shoulder.

“Come now, Sakura. You were both intoxicated, and accidents happen. The bar kind of got to everyone last night, let me tell you. Ino and Sai were practically fucking on the dance floor. Even Yamato went home with a woman! I may have accidentally caught him and his one night stand fooling around outside the bar before they finally decided to leave.”

Sakura sniffled and gave him a little smile at that.

“I-Is it rare for you to go home with a woman from the bar?” She asked him, knowing the question was very personal.

“Eh. Depends on the woman. I try not to, I’ve had some pretty horrific experiences before. Last night was so so. She was kind of boring.”

Sakura smirked.

Silence.

“About a month ago, me and Naruto got into a very bad verbal disagreement regarding our children. Bolt seems to pick on Sarada a lot, and Sarada likes to handle their disagreements with her fists instead of her words. And I think we both were having a bad day, and things…just kind of escalated. I’ve never seen Naruto so furious, he got in my face, and I pushed him. It ended to where I was backed into a wall, and we were both so…winded…and the room just was filled with this odd tension that was never there before.” Sakura finished, running a hand through her pink hair.

Kakashi listened, trying to find the right words to comfort her.

Maybe she needed the truth.

Yeah. That would help.

Or, probably make her even more depressed. Either way, she needed the truth.

“Sakura. I want you to listen to me. Okay?” He told her, patting her head.

The female looked down and nodded, looking so much like the student that he taught so many years before.

“You and Naruto have a special bond. I used to think it was just a friendly bond, like a sibling bond. However, after your experiences with the infinite tsukuyomi, I began noticing something…different.”

Sakura glanced up.

“The two of you bounced around the tension, but there were some nights where you both would argue, and Yamato and I would just look at each other and quietly move away from you two, just waiting to wake up to the two of you… doing something.”

Sakura gasped and blushed, hiding her face.

“Now. That carried on a for awhile, well into the war. Then when the war was over, and you shoved Hinata and him together, I just figured the tension would taper off. But, it never did. It just laid dormant until the two of you shoved it back forwards.”

Sakura knew it was true.

Damn it.

“Sakura. I’ve seen with my own eyes the way Naruto looks at you. Even while he’s married. I’ve seen the angry expressions he gets when Sarada talks to you about Sasuke. His passion for you hasn’t left him, and I think that frightens him, the same way it frightens you.”

Sakura bit her lip and nodded.

“It’s all my fault, Sensei. I shoved him towards Hinata, because he deserved a woman that would love him for his good side and for his faults. All I’ve ever done is talk down to him it seems. Or nag him. Why would he feel anything but anger for me?”

Kakashi smirked.

“Because you don’t take his shit, Sakura. And I thought you and I established that Naruto is nothing short of a masochist.”

Sakura snickered at that.

True.

Then, the guilt rushed back.

“B-But, last night. It could wreck both of our marriages, Kakashi-Sensei. Sasuke would be furious if he found out. And Hinata….Oh Kami, she’d never forgive me.” Sakura finished, feeling the tears overlap her eyes once again.

Kakashi sighed and sat back, rubbing his thighs, mulling over his thoughts.

“Well, Sakura. You don’t have to tell anybody. And you know I would never say anything to break your trust.”

Sakura nodded, sniffling.

Silence.

Kakashi looked at the Uchiha symbol on his previous students back and he narrowed his eyes at it, a question popping up in his head.

“Sakura? May I ask you something?”

The pink haired woman turned towards him, nodding softly.

“Did you enjoy it?” He asked raising an a silver brow at her reddened expression, wanting to smirk, but decided not to.

“Um, er. That is…I, I can’t answer that, Sensei.” She finished, closing her eyes due to embarrassment.

Hm.

He really wanted to know.

Maybe he could bribe her?

“Tell you what. You answer that question, and I’ll take off my mask.” He promised, making a peace sign with his fingers, doing his infamous eye smile.

Sakura looked dumbfounded at him, glaring slightly.

T-That…jerk! He knew she would talk if that was at stake.

“Ok. I will. But you have to take the mask off first.” She said, crossing her arms.

Kakashi just shrugged, reached up and pulled the mask off, watching shock cross the younger woman’s face.

Sakura paled considerably, feeling a little light headed.

She knew it…

She knew it!

“I win!” She squealed, jumping up and fist bumping the air, squealing like a little school girl.

Kakashi watched in humor.

“You win?” He asked, chuckling a little bit.

“Yes! Years ago, Sasuke, Naruto and I had a bet going to what you looked like under your mask! Sasuke thought you had tiny lips, Naruto thought you had fish lips, and I assumed you were decent looking. They both thought I was nuts, cause why would a good looking man hide his facial features? And I was RIGHT!” She yelled again, doing a little happy dance now.

Kakashi just smiled, shaking his head at her childlike display of winning.

Sakura laughed and sat down again, looking at him again.

“Jeez Sensei, you really are handsome. Oh my gosh!” She squealed again, leaning towards him, eyes on his chin.

“You have a beauty mark!” She laughed, falling back against the sofa cushions.

Kakashi rolled his eyes at that, grabbing his mask again, but Sakura’s hand stopped him from pulling it up.

“No! I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to make you self conscious. Sorry. Sorry. It’s nice, it’s cute, attractive.”

“Yes. Just what a ninja wishes to be.” He sarcastically answered.

Sakura snickered at that.

“Is that why you hide your face?” She questioned him, honestly bewildered at his reasoning now.

“Hmph. When I was a kid, everyone would always talk about how cute I was. Women would pinch my cheeks, and if they saw that mole, that was it. They would just fawn over me. And…I decided to wear a mask from then on.”

“Surely your boyish features went away after awhile. I mean…why did you decide to continue to wear it?” Sakura asked.

Kakashi waved a hand, rubbing his eyebrow.

“Sakura. I’m no stranger to fangirls, believe me. They’re bothersome. And distracting.”

The kuniochi looked down at that statement, a little embarrassed.

Kakashi noticed.

“Hey. That was a long time ago, you’ve changed drastically since then. You are definitely no longer that ‘fan girl,’ Sakura.” He smiled, patting her hair again, giving her a crinkly eye smile.

She smiled at him, nodding.

“Now! I did what you asked of me, your turn.” He smirked.

Sakura nodded, sighing, leaning back against the cushions, looking out the window into the cloudy sky.

“I did enjoy it, yes.” She murmured, shame rising within her at that omission.

The older ninja just stared at her, knowing the answer from the get go.

Sakura herself stood up, all joking aside, and stood by his window, watching the rain clouds roll in.

Her fingers were trembling, her lips as well.

She was so stupid.

So fucking stupid.

“I should have married him.” She murmured, feeling the tears fall out of her eyes now, remembering back to the day she watched him marry Hinata.

She had shoved the feeling back, down…down…down. But, was fully aware that it burned to see them kiss each other at that altar.

To watch him be taken from her in one fell swoop.

Kakashi watched his ex-student sadly, he hadn’t seen her breakdown in a very long time, and he had hoped to never see it again. He didn’t like to see others cry.

Especially not those he considered his family.

“Sakura.” He started, getting up, wrapping his arms around her shaking form, her tears wetting the front of his tank top.

Kakashi closed his eyes, patting her hair, listening to her wrenching sobs fill his room.

Naruto himself groggily sat up in his bed, rubbing his forehead, grunting at the headache that shot across his temples.

He had gotten drunk last night.

Last night.

Fuck.

That wasn’t supposed to happen, it wasn’t…wasn’t…but it did.

Naruto knew exactly when the buried tension had resurfaced, and that was when he and Sakura had gotten into the altercation about Bolt and Sarada.

And…from then, the both of them felt a sort of electricity take hold of them, never letting them go, or ebbing, but growing greater and greater everytime they saw each other.

And last night…when he saw how sad she was because of that…teme…Naruto had nudged her under the table, getting her attention, making her flustered due to how he was looking at her.

He couldn’t help but stare at her…

Sakura was beautiful, any man with eyes could see it. Could drown in those emerald eyes of hers.

Shaking his head clear of last nights events, of her face when she climaxed, of how she felt wrapped around him…of the noises she made.

Gritting his teeth, he felt a stirring in his lower extrimety.

Damn it all.

Ignoring the rush of hormones, Naruto looked to the left side of him, noticing the vacant side of the bed.

Hinata must have gone out with Himawari.

Was she frustrated that he had come home drunk?

Should he tell her? Could he just…not tell her? And live with the guilt?

Hinata didn’t deserve to be lied to. Nor did she deserve to be cheated on. But, would it do to throw everything off balance over a drunken mistake?

Naruto wasn’t sure.

Damn it all.

Sakura had managed to pull herself together, Kakashi releasing her, silence enveloping them.

“Sensei? What am I going to do?” She asked him, her voice coming out squeaky, so much so, that it threw him back to her genin days.

Kakashi shook his head at those happy yet sad memories, and rubbed his chin.

“Well. There are several options here, Sakura.” He started, pulling his best ‘most understanding’ voice.

She looked at him, waiting on his advice.

“One: You could just keep this to yourself. It happened on a drunken whim, and I’m fairly sure the bar back was spiking our drinks anyway. Everybody’s drinks.” He chuckled, but it didn’t earn anything from her.

Clearing his throat, he tried again. “Two: You could talk to Naruto about what happened, and you both could discern where to go from there.”

Sakura nodded, listening still.

“Three: You could tell Hinata yourself, and Sasuke as well, and…see what happens? But honestly, I would stray from that path, if Hinata is going to hear it, it needs to come from Naruto.”

Sakura closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.

“W-Well. I guess, talking to Naruto, and asking his opinion would be the best, responsible course of action. Ignoring what happened is…unhealthy, and leaves more tension.”

Kakashi nodded.

“Good choice. Now…if you get a move on, Naruto will be the only one in his office in ten minutes. I would suggest to do it somewhere public, but also private. Not anywhere near your house. Or that bar.” He said, smirking, wincing lightly when she hit his arm.

“Thank you, Kakashi-sensei.” She said, hugging him lightly, and leaving.

Kakashi waved goodbye as she shut the door, and slumped on the couch when she left.

Oh man. He had a feeling this whole scenario was going to get a lot more interesting.

This will also be Archiveofourown! Chapter 2 is up on my page!

@mrhunhun

[sakura-blossom28]

Heya! Can u write a fic where Sasuke tries to impress Sakura without her knowing he was trying to impress her, but she knew anyways, thought he was cute for trying and still was impressed by him

@m1lady thank you so much for being so patient with me!!! college kicked my ass and writing was the farthest thing in my mind this week! This was such a great idea, but I think I took it in a different direction than probably what you wanted so sorry in advance!  I hope you like it! 

Sasuke was not happy.  Sitting in a room full of loud children was not how he planned to spend his time back in the village.  Recently back from a short journey away from the village, Sasuke had other ideas about how he wanted to use his free time before traveling back out.  Lately, he had been returning to the village more frequently.  No longer did he spend years away from the village, or others thought years away from a certain pink haired medic.

Sasuke chose to spend his time at home with his most precious people, yes even including the blond haired idiot which was how he got into this mess in the first place.  Naruto was bragging about Sakura’s newest endeavor to helping the village return to its former glory by creating a children’s medical clinic. Of course, Sasuke knew all about this from the many letters that Sakura had sent him over the years since she first started the program.  The clinic was a well-functioning machine and Sakura had already passed on her knowledge to Suna’s medic which made Sasuke’s heart swell with pride, but he would never tell Naruto that.  

Naruto had the great idea to spend time with the children and invited Sasuke along.  Just as he was about to decline, Naruto riled him up in saying that Sakura would be so impressed that Naruto would give up his own time to help out that Sasuke could not let the idiot have all of her attention because later on Sasuke would never hear the end of it from either of them.

The look of surprise alone on Sakura’s face was good enough for Sasuke to stay.  She practically ignored Naruto as she walked right up to Sasuke to greet him.  The smirk stayed on Sasuke’s face as he watched Naruto pout in the corner, but as soon as they walked into the room where the children were, Sasuke’s smirk fell off of his face.  

As soon as the door opened the children practically pounced on Naruto before he could fully walk in.  About 5 children of different ages attacked the poor blond. They were all laughing and Naruto seemed to fit right in.  The room was bright and cheerful, everything that Sasuke typically stayed away from, Sakura being the exception.  He had a half of mind to teleport out of the room, but his eyes caught Sakura’s and her smile was too wide and her eyes shined too much with pure joy that Sasuke had to stay.  If he left the guilt would eat away at him for a while.  

It was safe to say that Sasuke was out of his element.  Sure he had been around children on his travels and he could talk to them just fine, but he had never been around so many at once.  In the room, there were probably around 30 children from 2 years old to about 10.  All very very loud.  

For a while, Sasuke just stood against the wall and watched Naruto make a fool of himself in front of these children, but they seemed to love it.  He was so popular with them that he had to make a few shadow clones just to keep all the children happy.  Sasuke looked over at Sakura and saw her beaming with joy as Naruto played with the children.  Sighing to himself, Sasuke knew that he had to step up and make an effort with at least one child.  

Sasuke decided to sit at a table with a few children coloring.  He figured he wouldn’t have to talk much and drawing ninja weapons was a requirement in the academy so he could at least draw something they might like.  Sitting down the children looked up and the older children seemed a bit tense around him and got up and left.  Sighing, Sasuke knew that impressing Sakura today would be a lot harder than he thought.  

Just as he was starting to draw to pass the time he felt a weight on his left leg. He looked over and saw a young girl about 4 years old sitting on his lap.  She beamed up at him with large brown eyes and blonde hair.  The shock was what was on Sasuke’s face at the child’s boldness.  He never expected a child to actually approach him, let alone sit on him.

“Your eye is purple,” the girl said.  Well, at least she was observant.

“Yes, it is,” was all Sasuke could choke out in his shock.

“That’s my favorite color!” the girl exclaimed with a smile that could rival Sakura’s when she was younger.  Sasuke smirked at this thinking that purple was his favorite color too.  

“You’re really pretty like Sakura-sensei, is she your girlfriend?” was the next ridiculous thing to come out of this young girl’s mouth.  Before Sasuke could react he could hear snickering coming from across the room to where a particularly annoying blond sat with about 6 children hanging all over him.  

Feeling the murderous intent coming off of Sasuke, Sakura stepped in and whisked the little girl away from Sasuke.

“Oh, Suki let’s play a game over here!” Sakura said trying to hide the bright red blush that was on her face.  Sakura’s reaction was Naruto’s saving grace because Sasuke would have destroyed him right there and then.  

Sasuke being more mature than Naruto decided to go sulk near the door.  For Sasuke the day couldn’t get worse, he hated nothing more than when Naruto laughed at him for being embarrassed.  He also had a half a mind that Naruto told little Suki to say such a thing!  Feeling a blush rising to his cheeks Sasuke walked out of the room and stood in the silent hallway.  Some peace and quiet would help him relax.

That peace and quiet only lasted about a minute when Sasuke heard crying coming from a room down the hall.  Another minute passed and the crying still did not stop.  To him it sounded like a young baby, he remembered the sound from when his aunts let him hold the newest family member to the compound. His mother always smiled when he held the babies so he didn’t mind the crying so much.  Without thinking Sasuke started walking towards the crying.

Just as he thought there was a baby not even a year old crying alone in a crib, probably put down for an afternoon nap.  With his body moving on its own Sasuke stepped up to the crib and lifted the child up as it reached out to him. The baby easily latched onto him, crying into his shoulder as Sasuke lightly bounced him around with his lone arm.  He remembered his mother saying that babies like to be rocked, but with only one arm Sasuke settled for walking back and forth in the small room to calm the baby.  With the motion and soothing, quieting words from Sasuke, he lulled the baby back to sleep.  

Before he could put the baby back in the crib, Sasuke felt a familiar chakra enter the room.  Sasuke turned around and saw Sakura with a gentle smile on her face as she looked at him and the baby.  She took careful steps to stand next to him.  For a while, they just watched the baby sleep peacefully in Sasuke’s arm.

“It’s nice when they’re at this age isn’t it?” Sakura asked looking at Sasuke.

“Especially when they don’t talk,” he replied with a smirk.  He looked down at the baby and then back at Sakura who held so much love in her eyes.  At this moment Sasuke had never felt so complete.  The woman he loved by his side, and a child in his arm.  Sure it wasn’t their child, but it put the idea in his head.  A family with Sakura would be alright, probably the best thing he would do with his life if he really thought about it.  

Before he could say anything, Sakura beat him to it, “Sasuke-kun you never fail to amaze me.”

She gently placed a kiss on his cheek and walked out of the room.  Sasuke stood in that tiny room for a good 5 minutes before he recovered.  Placing the baby back in the crib, Sasuke started to think of what he would say to Kakashi about letting Sakura come along with him the next time he left the village.  It was about time that he and Sakura started their lives together.

[stripesquadsideblog]

Everyone lives au: Kisame’s deal

There are so many things that could have been done to stop kisame . killer bee had samehada, a sword that can slice through an itachi uchiha fireball in one swoop. Yamato has woodstyle, strong against water and strong enough to suppress  nine tails chakra. Hell, even Guy still had a few good strong kicks in him.  But kisame was fast, even before they managed to pull him free from the water prison the sharks he had summoned managed to give him a few good bites; the largest of which took his right arm clean off. 

Haemorrhaging, as it turns out can really put a dampener on any escape attempts .  it takes a good couple of tugs and a fair bit of swearing but eventually they pull kisame from his water prison . he thrashes , oddly enough, like a fish out of water. He bites and claws like an animal as guy and yamato wrestle him to the ground and pin his remaining arm behind his back.

naruto uses his new 9-tails chakra mode to staunch the bleeding but it wont bring his arm back, hes only been doing it for like an hour at this point anyway.  Aoba is in no hurry to go rooting around in the mind of someone who would willing bite off their own tongue and then commit suicide by shark. They decide to take Kisame back to Konoha; this shit is a job for the actual interrogators.

The walk back is hard; theres a war going on after all. Each of them takes it in turns to try and get kisame to spill it. It eventually takes an exasperated Motoi to explain that you idiots do realise he literally cant talk he has no tongue  for them all to shut the hell up and leave poor kisame in peace.  

Ibiki is waiting for them when they arrive. A face full of bloody spit from kisame wipes what the others think is a smirk from Ibikis face. They are less than gentle ushering kisame underground, but to his surprise the room they take him to is just a table 2 chairs and a pad of paper. No torture devices,  no backup , not even any 2 way glass. If he wasn’t so light headed from blood loss kisame might have mustered the coherence to be insulted at this paltry display. Do they really see him a so little a threat?  Hes been defanged so to speak; no sword and no way to form hand seals . he still got ACTUAL fangs though and he wont let them forget it . He bares his teeth at a medic nin who comes to treat him . a quick glance in Ibikis direction apparently reminds the poor sod who theyre  more afraid of, Kisame begrudgingly allows her to give him stitiches. The taste of his own blood is not a pleasant one.

The medic finishes quickly and leaves ( read as : flees the room) and he is left alone with Ibiki.“summer 78, Wave country , the cipher division no?” Ibiki is floating around in his blindspot while kisame sucks on ice chips, mouth packed full with cotton. Surely Ibiki doesn’t expect him to respond, not in words anyway . but unfortunately for Kisame, hes the one that can’t speak, not Ibiki.

The interrogation nin breaks it down for him: you have information. We have someone you want. Kisame scoffs and scribbles down on the paper “nothing i want” because its true. They don’t have anything he wants. He gave up wanting when he killed his first kiri nin. It would be selfish, foolish to want anything out of life after that . “not something. “ Ibiki repeats “someone”  kisame’s jaw clenches visibly.  He twitches the pen in his hand. He wants to ask who. Who could possibly be important enough to hold over his head like a life reserver to a drowning man? He has an idea – but thats just foolishness. Itachi was dead.. There was enough blood in the ruins to kill both itachi and sasuke. And if that wasn’t enough Madara had told him so.

“itachi is dead.” Kisame scrawls throwing down the pen in anger. Its one thing to bring him here and bore him to death but dragging Itachi in to this is just low, even by Konoha standards.

“you don’t believe me?” Ibiki feigns hurt “ do you want to see him?” Kisame resists the urge to lunge at him. This is just cruel mockery. He almost wishes he would just torture him . Ibiki shrugs and moves to open the door . he stands in the frame and motions “ are you coming or what?”

They do things differently in Konoha, kisame muses. Hes made it all the way up 4 flights of stairs and no one has stabbed, flayed or whipped him yet. If this were Kiri he’d be strung up in the Mizukages garden before his ass left the chair. They’re still deep underground but the settings have changed from “depressing underground bunker” to “depressing underground hospital”  there are so few rooms and people here he wonders why they bother; surely this space would be better used as a munitions dump or some sort of storage area.

Its then that kisame realises it technically is a storage area. Just for people. Every room emits the subtle but steady beat of a heart monitor. Rooms filled with comatose shinobi being kept alive by machines .

The really DO do things differently in Konoha....

Ibiki stops beside a dark room at the end of the hall. He jerks his head towards the darkness “you have 5 minutes.”  Kisame doesn’t hesitate to enter. If they were going to kill him they’d have done it before now.

The pulse of the heart monitor fills the room and makes the silence soothing .at the far side a small figure lies on a simple bed, breathing softly, rhythmically. Kisame approaches with caution; he gently grasps the small hand of the man before him. Even in darkness he knows itachi; its sad but he thinks the uchiha has never looked better in all the time hes known him. Theres a paleness to his skin and his dead empty eyes are bandaged across but he’s well fed and dare he say it....almost healthy looking. His hair is a lot longer but neatly kept. They were looking after him.

He hears Ibiki enter the room and snaps his hand away.

“so even the monster of the hidden mist has a soft spot. A lesser man might have held that over you. But we have no such interest, Kisame.” the casual way Ibiki says his name makes him bitter but this is no place for a fight. “ help us and we will help him, help you.”  Kisame swallows hard. A tempting offer but is one man really worth it? Kisame doesn’t trust often . he knows Ibiki by reputation, he gets what he wants one way or another.  What Ibiki might do to him doesn’t scare him

But to itachi?

“all of our best medics are out at war. Hes stable, for now. But if you ever want him to wake up your best chance is to get out best people home as fast as possible. “  would itachi even want his help? He’d been slowly dying for years. Maybe he was ready, maybe keeping him alive in the village he abandoned was just adding insult to injury , literally.

“what do you say kisame?”

A world without lies was his ideal. The whole reason he had joined the akatsuki. But along the way he had found something else he wanted to fight for.

Kisame reached up and pulled the cotton from his mouth .  a thin trail of blood worked its way down his mouth as he spoke, slurred but stern

“what do you want to know?”

wana read the first part? go read itachis story to find out how he got to konoha>>>

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[dianapana]

Lust -Day 25

Dance- Part II

Rated M

Tbh tomorrow i leave with my family to go to the seaside and i won’t be taking my laptop with me but i’ll still try to upload stories for the SH month. I have done every one till today and it would feel like a failure to give up now.

Her hands were in his, they were a little sweaty, her breath was heavy, it took every ounce of will power not to allow herself to lean back onto him and allow him to swallow her very existence. They had been rehearsing for 6 hours nonstop and she finally reached a break point. Her boxers were sweaty too and they were almost glued to her butt, she wanted to rearrange them but his pelvis was pressed against her ass. They weren’t dancing anymore just swaying like they did the first day since they became a team.

He sighed into her ear almost making her moan. In a moment of weakness, she pressed her back to his chest and leaned her head on his shoulder. He took advantage of that and wrapped his arms around her and kept her into a tight hug and turned his head towards her pressing his lips to her temple.

“You tired?” he whispered into her wet hair.

Hinata licked her lips and she swore she felt him shiver before murmuring a ‘yea’. She couldn’t understand how he had so much energy. For the past 12 years of her life she was in the studio for almost 5 hours a day with 30 minutes pause every 2 hours. But he exhausted her while he still could probably dance for at least another 2 hours.

He made a sudden change in the rhythm which ended up with her butt thrusting into his pelvis which lead to her groaning and him chuckling. Her hands hung lifeless by her side before that happened but she moved them over his, leaning further into him forcing Sasuke to bend his knees a little more.

Her heart was beating faster than it should and her whole body was on fire. After a few more moments of swinging Hinata detached herself, she felt oddly cold and alone and he seemed to protest the move too, she hadn’t noticed he closed his eyes during their small dance.

“Wanna grab something to eat before heading home?”

Sasuke found out they lived only a few streets away so he would drive by her apartment every day before going to the studio so they’d only use one car. They were partners for almost 2 weeks now and the sexual tension just kept on building, he had never been so frustrated in his life. Every day when he went home he’d take a cold shower not only to wash the sweat away and coll himself but to…fix other problems too.

After eating out he drove her home, but unlike usually she didn’t flee the car before he was even parked. She stood still and shifted in her seat before sneaking a glance at him, but he was already staring at her so he noticed that.      

“So um…it’s Friday.”

“Yea it is” he answered simple and narrowed his eyes at her.

“Any…plans?”

“Nop.”

“Oh…” Hinata sighed and bit her lip, she seemed to want to say more. Right before he was going to tell her to spill it she started talking again “So you want to come in? maybe watch a movie?”

His eyes went wider even so slightly but he nodded. He parked the car around the block according to her directions and this time he got off with her, he walked up the stairs with her and made his way into her apartment with her.

She brought a few bottles of cold water and even a few beers and they started watching a movie. About 10 minutes in she opened a beer and asked if he wanted one, but he said he was with the car.

“You live about 10 minutes away, you can walk back”

She was right so he took the beer than another and another. He drank 3 while Hinata only 1 she was a lightweight and didn’t want to overdo it since the next day they had rehearsal again. They didn’t pay much attention to the movie, they talked more than watch so after about 15 more minutes Hinata switched channels to a music one and Sasuke invited her to dance. She laughed a little but took his hand anyway. Their chests were glued together, he was looking down at her and she up at him. He spun her around and pulled her back to him, they were holding hands like professional dancers do during slow songs, but he let go and circled his arms around her waist pulling her closer and she put her arms around his neck.

She was humming with the song, he noticed she did that a lot and he actually enjoyed the sound of it. He moved his hands up and down her back and she smiled nicely at him. Another spin and they were close once more.

Kakashi and Kurenai watched a few of their rehearsals and they both agreed the two of them made a really good pair, not only did they work together well but they also looked good together. When Kakashi said that to them Sasuke gave her a teasing look and she blushed.

“I really enjoy dancing with you”

She said. And it was true, before she had forgotten how fun and passionate dancing could be. She didn’t mean to be rude but a part of her wanted him to be her partner, not just for a few more weeks until Shino was back.

“I do too”

Sasuke answered right before spinning her around. Their dancing wasn’t much at that moment just a few spins and swings still if you’d watch from the outside it would still fascinate you because they just made it seem so complex.

They were both ogling each other, they had been since the beginning but neither wanted to make the first move, too scared to ruin the balance they somehow reached, but wishing the other would take a step forward.

They weren’t talking but the way they were looking at each other was a conversation on its own. ‘Won’t you move closer?’ ‘Do something’ ‘Please, I want you to take a step towards me’

Sasuke took in a sharp breath. “Fuck this” he leaned closer to her and kissed her finally. Her response was instantaneous. They walked back to her sofa and he fell behind and she crawled over him. He squeezed her butt and she moaned into the kiss which made him smile, she bit his lower lip as a revenge but that only made him kiss her harder.

A few minutes later they were looking at each other with so much lust that the chances one of them would jump the other were guaranteed. Sasuke moved his hand to cup her cheek but was too slow because she pulled her shirt over her head and started kissing his neck.

He tried hard not to groan but failed “Oh god.” Hinata’s hands were under his shirt as well pulling it up and over his head. Sasuke remembered their one-night-stand and the thought of her riding him made his eye twitch. He whispered her name and she got up in a rush pulling him with her and finding her way to her room.

She practically threw him on the bed, he watched as she took off her pants and then her underwear. She was standing naked in front of him. He let his head fall back onto the pillow as she moved over and pulled both his pants and boxers off.

Her muscles still ached from rehearsal, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that she finally had him under her again, since she slept with him her nights were filled with dreams of him, thinking of the way he touched her and how he felt inside of her, and finally she could experience the real thing again.

“God, this took us so long to get back here” she said.

Sasuke flipped them over and caressed her tights before spreading her legs and leaning to get a condom out of his pants. “You have no idea.”

They both smirked at each other. As he was thrusting into her and she was pulling at his hair Hinata whispered: “This will surely be part of our daily routine from now on.”

He chuckled and nodded while kissing her neck.        

Part I

[kishimoto-did-us-dirty]

Naruto Arts School AU

Character

- major

description

Naruto

-Drums

okie nobody can deny that our main boy over here is a loud soul, however, he can also carry a damn good beat that compliments his band mates’ music really well. Tbh, he sucked at music to begin with and had trouble matching rhythms and listening to his band mates when they played, however he eventually became a really good rhythm maker.

Sasuke

-Guitar (lead)

He’d be assigned to the same band as Naruto, and that’s how they met. This boy is a damn good guitarist y’all, but has attitude problems™, and used to not be able to deal with Naruto’s haphazard beat making, thus perpetuating a rivalry between the two. He constantly feels overshadowed by his elder brother Itachi, a piano major.

Sakura 

- Dance

Ya girl fucking demolishes every single dance routine. Initially starting out with a focus on ballet (pre-shippuden in canon), our pink headed queen soon realized that she wasn’t getting the full experience of what it meant to dance. Her point shoes were her loves, however they hurt and nipped in places not just physical. She realized that she didn’t want to be pigeonholed into a genre of which she would be inhibited by standard, and rather to dance so as to forget technical perfection. Thus, what would partner with post-shippuden Sakura in canon, Art School AU Sakura got into hip-hop. And bitch, she goes hard. A lot of the other girls who she used to dance ballet with admire her for her absolutely BODYING her dance routines, but also for never sacrificing her femininity to dance and not taking BS for being a girl who goes so hard in a male-dominated genre. (Some people believe that hip-hop is heavy hitting and a little metaphorically “dark” so to speak, which Sakura is not. So obviously I expect a little disagreement regarding this, however if you look at people like Delaney Glazer or Kaycee Rice, that is how Sakura would dance). 

Hinata

- Creative Writing

Shy and bookworm-like, Hinata can write the best poetry, romance and adventure pieces out of all the creative-writing majors. She’s especially good at writing character relationships and development, and has such a subtle sense of intelligent wit in her writing, that if you blinked you would miss it. However should you catch it, you’re sure to chuckle. Her only struggle is that she tends to drag on in important scenes, stretching them against the regular flow of the rest of her writing. Needs validation for her writing through an IV drip.

Kiba

- Drums OR Photography

Drums for obvious reasons (loud and obnoxious), although ruff boi looks good with a camera, too. Great at landscapes and street photography.

Shino

- Creative Writing OR Photography

I could definitely see Shino having fucking beautiful handwriting, and being a beast at writing anything within the sci-fi realm. I could also see him doing some journalism, and writing for the school paper. He’s very good at the logic of his sci-fi books and coming up with logical but enrapturing stories, that intermingle knowledge and mystery. He’s a very specific type of read, however, and may not appeal to all, however if you enjoy anything similar to Star Wars or Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, then Shino is your author. If this doesn’t float your boat, though, try photography-major Shino. He can get the best angles of bugs he sees, and has an extensive portfolio with entomology-related snapshots.

Ino

- Dance

Like Sakura, she, too, began with a focus on ballet, however began to branch out into contemporary ballet a little later than Sakura. This is another reason why Sakura switched her focuses, as she and Ino had always had a fierce rivalry for dieting (ballet dancers are pressured to be as thin as possible) as well as battling for technical perfection when they were ballet focused. As the two grew, Ino focused more so on contemporary, but can certainly do some hip-hop with Sakura every now and then, just as Sakura occasionally takes a contemporary class with her. The two still have a rivalry, however, just not to the previous extent as when they were actively competing against each other. They’re more like sisters. 

Shikamaru

- Guitar (bass) OR Creative Writing OR Architecture

Smart boy’s a tricky one. He would either be a bassist, a mystery and historical fiction writer, or, of his school offers it, be great at architecture. Idrk.

Choji

- ermmmmm….. maybe graphic design? Tech theatre (props)? Vocal???

Choji is hARD dwnccnpc (that’s what she said). I could see him behind a computer screen, animating and designing games/covers/posters or whatever. He could also do something in theatre, but I don’t think he would do anything up on stage. Something like props would suit him. He might do something in music, tho???? Can he sing???? Help??? 

Tenten

- Dance

Always has been, and always will be a hip-hop dancer. She wanted to be like Tsunade, a legendary dancer and followed in her footsteps, taking up hip-hop. (that’s why Sakura focused on hip-hop, too, because Tsunade mentored her and taught a few of her classes, too). Tenten is fast and can keep up with any beat. Not only is she a great dancer, but she’s also athletic, and does track and field (cross country), football, and softball at another school too, since the arts schools doesn’t offer it. Overall great dancer with styl. She’s really looked up to by some of her underclassmen for her cheery, but badass style and skill.

Lee

- DANCE (hip-hop, too)

It’s sweat. It’s burn. It’s energy. It’s Lee.

Neji

- Violin 

First chair violinist in his freshman year for the school’s philharmonic orchestra. He be extra like that.

Gaara

- Guitar (bass)

He had a lonely childhood with neglectful/abusive parents, and rock music really helped him with that. Emo music is emo and often made fun of, but the songs have messages and Gaara related, so self-taught himself the bass guitar to help cope, and bring him closer to the music that salvaged him.

Kankuro

-Art

Specifically sculpting. For obvious reasons.

Temari

- Acting

Girl can make you cry with some of her monologues. Total lead. Has a seriousness in her acting that makes her believable, however can falter on the less-serious roles. She may also double-major in whatever Shikamaru does. And she’s better at it than him.

Itachi

-Piano

Boy could play any etude at age 7. Performed at Carnegie Hall when he was 10. And no, he didn’t pay to play there. The hall invited him. Began composing at 9. Has perfect pitch. Owns international awards. If he’s not at school it’s because he’s traveling to play for crowds. He excels at classical and baroque, however has an ear for romantic, and enjoys playing/composing pieces either written or inspired by romantic pieces. Enjoys Schumann, Debussy, and Tchaikovsky. Hates modern classical music, though. Can only take cinematic pieces composed by people like Williams, however can’t stand Prokofiev at all. He does like modern music, though, so long as it’s outside of the orchestral/classical music realm. He likes R&B. He would have liked to do film with Shisui, particularly producing, however his parents pressure him with piano, so he helps Shisui with student films and projects outside of school (will probably pursue film after graduating, tho).

Shisui

- FILM / VIDEO PRODUCTION

Fight me on this!!! THIS BOY IS SO GOOD AT CINEMATOGRAPHY MY FILMMAKING ASS CAN’T EVEN. AS SOMEONE WHO IS IN LOVE WITH FILMOGRAPHY, TRUST ME, SHISUI HAS IT™. THE IT™. HE’S GOOD AT EVERYTHING. CINEMATOGRAPHY. DIRECTING. SCREENWRITING. GRIP-WORK. EDITING. PRODUCING. HE’S SUCH A FILM NERD TOO, AND WATCHES OLD FILMS ALL THE TIME. HE’S JUST TOO GOOD AT IT. DOES STREET PHOTOGRAPHY TOO. HE’S OVERALL A GENIUS WITH CAMERAS. Does film with Itachi outside of school and teaches him, and the two are overall geniuses at filmography. They want to start their own studio together (they do, and it becomes huge). He becomes a leading director, while Itachi becomes a producer and directs sometimes too. 

Sasori, Deidara, and Sai

Guess.

Kakashi

- Saxophone

It’s the only thing that suits him and it suits him so well. Has suave.

Obito (omfg his arms y'all)

- Not to say drums or anything, but…. drums.

Narutard 2.0. But he also dabbles in other areas of music. Like, he can also play guitar and sing. He’s also pretty good at music production. Makes R&B sometimes. He wasn’t always the best musician but proved to be a late bloomer, and really harnessed his potential. Tries to be as suave as Kakashi and his saxophone. He isn’t.

Hashirama

- Vocal

OkaYYYYYY. VOCAL GOD. CAN DO RIFFS AND RUNS AND HAS PERFECT PITCH. ALSO THE SWEETEST GUY??? WAS A CHAMBER SINGER AS A FRESHMAN. EVERYONE LOVES HIM, GOOD BOY ENERGY.

Likes to belt.

Madara

- Piano

Total prodigy, but hates classical music. Once was accompanist to Hashirama for a solo vocal performance and hasn’t been left alone since. 

Tobirama

- Viola or Cello

Some sort of string instrument and takes it very seriously. Probably plays cello because violas are violas and that’s lame (if you know, you know). Has almost as many awards as Itachi and Madara, but hates his usual piano accompanist, Izuna.

Izuna

- Piano

Also a piano god. The uchihas breed them. Hates being accompanist for Tobirama. They’re secretly best friends though, don’t tell anyone.

Karin

- Tech Theatre.

Idk why. Probably started out with props and made her way up to TD (technical director) in senior year.

Suigetsu

- Tech Theatre

Fucking hates theatre kids (I feel that (I used to be one so don’t come at me)). Assistant TD. Karin hates him. 

Jugo

- Visual Art

Paints landscapes and nature. Really good with oils and gouache respectively.

Yamato

- lmao Trumpet.

Met Kakashi since they both play brass, but boy he ain’t got that suave. That’s why he plays trumpet. Lmao he plays the fucking trumpet anjdwcnojdnn.

Rin

- Vocal

Sweetest voice and could also play the acoustic guitar when she sang. Died in a car accident junior year. Kakashi was at the wheel when they got hit by a drunk driver. Obito saw the whole thing.

Kurenai

- Visual Art

Can create dream like paintings that almost seem like illusions.

Asuma

- Cello / guitar

Used to play cello because of his parents, but loves to play guitar. Can sing but his voice is raspy from smoking.

Gai

Who the fuck do you think teaches dance?

Jiraiya

- Guitar (lead)

Used to major in lead guitar. Sucked at first. Probably has a couple, casual Grammy Awards (they’re actually not that hard to be awarded with, The Recording Academy award many people outside of mainstream media. My school has a few). Now teachers as head of the Band department at this school.

Tsunade

-Dance

Legendary dancer. Probably toured with a few famous people. Now teachers. Mentored Sakura, and mentored Ino but for a shorter time.

Orochimaru

- Idk, didgeridoo, or some shit

Definitely a wood wind. Flute maybe??? Teaches now but no one knows what he does. Pedophile. Has a thing for Sasuke. 

And that’s that!! Feel free to send in more requests!! Tell me what you think~