#shisui's bday

[kumeramen]

Sakura as sensei with Shisui & Obito

[altraes]

Shisui's returning home from the studio late at night. Itachi keeps him company over the phone.

shiita | rated g | modern au | 3.2k words

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

Shisui didn't like Itachi's skeptical look. Does he refer to that incident when they were teens? No way! He could not be remembering that, that, that....that was a lifetime ago! Shisui had to smile nervously, Itachi remembered such a details.

They sure had an adventure when they got lost that once, instead of reaching healers deep in the forest where their residence was. They accidentally found the camp of traitors planning to attack Konoha. Instead of vacation, they had a bloody battle.

However his thoughts were cut short, and on best part, when Itachi said he prefers bags. "A bag? But are you sure you want a bag? We shall go on foot? Do you really want a bag over your back?"

"Alright, I will get us packed. But Itachi only backpack nothing more"

«Do we even know where we're going?»

ㅤTrust his lover to have decided on a location and then, in the middle of the way, realize that he instead would prefer to visit the hot springs by the other end of the Fire Country. Maybe the smartest solution would be to send Kakashi the crow now, and generally explain what would be happening, and then send a second crow once the two of them were settled at their destination - to give details on their whereabouts.

«Scrolls are more practical, but I prefer an actual bag.»

ㅤScrolls felt too professional - too much like something they would pack for a mission. If this was supposed to be a lighthearted occasion, then Itachi would prefer to have nothing to remind him of missions and battles and blood and death. The two of them had had more than enough of that. Kissing Shisui's palm one last time, he pulled himself free from the embrace and turned to face the mixing bowl again.

«Do you want to go get started on it, while I bake the cake?»

[x-authorship-x]

Happy Bday to you!! You are an amazing writer and the way you made me invested in Shisui is amazing! Love u lot

By the way I am the anon that ask you about the Overlord Ino AU. I am so glad you like my delusional ramblings 🫶🏼❤️

Overlord-anon! Thank you so much, happy to spread the fandom joy 😉✨ have a great day/night too~

[honey25]

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[evaofkonoha]

Itachi keeps Shisui’s life interesting, that's why he has to stay ready. He wouldn't have it any other way.

E, One Shot, What A Life Series, 8091 Words

I always forget to post my work to tumblr (oops) so here it is now. V proud of this one, written kind of for sweet Itachi's bday, mostly because I wanted to. Thought it was going to be short, but then never mind!

Somewhat of a follow up to 'Bed Peace,' but not required reading!

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

"You naughty girl, so this cake is just an excuse. I see..." He smiled taking full advantage of what was offered to him. He enjoyed seeing blush dusted all over her cheeks.

Surely she loved to wave with a red flag before the bull. Telling him that she is the gift packed with pretty paper and a new ribbon was enough for him to get into the action at once. He was not a man who would pay attention to heavy makeup expensive perfumes and high heels. All that loses meaning if the girl under all that is just a shallow snob. All that covers up flaws for one night, it's not a person worthy of his time.

"Mhmm..I can still taste the cake on your lips" he teases as he carries her up to his bedroom. "Reworked my whole room you won't recognize it at all, I even repainted walls. I was tired of the old look." This looked sometimes like a dream, Shisui locked his heart not letting anyone in, she somehow got in as if invited herself without his consent. He can't even remember how that happened? But now when he placed her on his bed, he wondered how long she would stay? Will it end like his last relationship? He was unlike other Uchihas more friendly and more open-minded and even when he took pride in his skills he never was too proud and he never looked down on others. He even gave respect to his enemies and a clean death.

He came close to her but his advances faltered..."Sakura...are you sure you want to be with someone like me?"

@hana-akari

@shisui-uchiha-anon continued xXx

Sakura was quick to prevent the two of them from colliding and messing up the cake she worked so hard on. Even if it would have been a little funny. After she proudly grinned as he admired the cake she worked on. Plucking one of the sugar flowers off of it and eating it before aiding her in putting the cake down on the table.

Her smile only widened when he pulled her into a tight, loving hug. Sakura’s own arms wrapped around him. She always went above and beyond to be the best wife she could be for Shisui. A woman he can depend on to always stand at his side. One that was strong enough to protect him if needed but also had a soft, loving touch when they were alone. Even though she never thought she wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world, or very girly. Rarely wearing makeup and even when she did it was very light. But Shisui made her feel like she was a treasure. Like there was no woman that could ever top her. He spoiled her as much as she spoiled him with affection.

Shisui’s soft kisses against her face made the pink color on her face grow a little darker, “I love you too… So much!” She pressed her own kiss against his lips, then pulled back when he suddenly lifted her up. Sakura wrapped her legs around his waist just like he wanted,

“I was hoping you’d want to open your present first…” She leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I’m wearing a new lingerie set just for you.~” Sakura teased with a grin, clearly having planned for this already.

[the-drunken-fist]

October 19th.

Yeah, it’s here.

I was thinking a lot what I could do for my lovely boy’s bday (and I am not talking about Jon Favreau, u sinners) bc actually I can’t do anything but silly notes about manga. However, one night a great idea came to my mind and said:

“What about Shisui’s appearance?”

“Appearance?”

“Appearance.”

“Shisui’s appearance?”

“Yes, Shisui’s appearance. You know, curly hair, body flicker, non-stop sharingan using, mad oldsters, coups, Uchiha fucking guys… Shisui!”

“Has it been a parody to Snatch?”

And so, I thought it would be pretty… interesting (?) try to realize some Modern AU headcanons about Shisui and his appearance. Let’s do it:

Shisui had some problems with his appearance in the childhood. When he went to the 1 grade, children immediately gave him a name “Potato-Shisui”. And do u know why??? Because of his nose. Shisui had never paid attention to such a feature of him and didn’t even think that his classmates�� name-calling was bad. But soon our boy understood that children went far and everything was changing into bullying. Shisui decided to turn the situation the other way. He was the highest child in the group, so during one of those unpleasent moments it was enough for him just to stand up silently, showing who was the boss in the area.

Yes, Shisui was tall. And slender. Very slender. He was a small copy of Thomas Sangster. But! This body that seemed extremely weak for… life… was actually strong and full of energy. Uchiha had always been the winner in all sport competitions at school. Especially in running ones. And it wasn’t just one-minute activity. It was his life. He run every day, in different weather because it gave him the feeling of freedom, fly, wind. It gave feelings. Great, but Shisui got another name-calling… “Russian wolfhound”.

Hair. Lovely curls that would make girls moan in the attack of cuteness in the future. But at that time he couldn’t find any advantages in them. Only big problems in hair care. Once a boy from his group even asked him if he was a Jewish. Shisui was surprised and seriously started to think about it. He knew much about his ancestors but that idea had never been in any of his family’s books and documents. But for him it sounded cool. And interesting.

Shisui didn’t consider himself handsome at all. And, yeah, such questions were opened when the period of his adolescence became. It wasn’t an idea-fix, u know, it was automatically because there were a lot of talks about it, hormones and all such unexpected things. But our 13-year-old baby didn’t even realize that he expressed such charismatic, self-confident, strong aura that made him much more incredible than even the prettiest face could make.

With time the body of our Shisui started to fill itself with visible physical strength. The shoulders became wider and more massive, the muscles like layers were growing on arms, legs, torso aki on titan in Shingeki. After the vacation like a new person came back to the classes. He looked much older than all his coevals. And his voice… when a teacher first time called him to answer the homework after such metamorphosis and the boy opened his mouth, all pupils in the classroom twitched. Gentle, light voice had changed into deep, strong, with features of whiskey and honey.

Continue the previous paragraph. It’s extremely necessary to mention the type of his speech. Oh, boys and girls… he was a talented orator. Shisui spoke absolutely clearly, accurately, confidently. But this talent became the reason why teachers always asked the boy to participate in something like “Competition of readers”. Shisui was a polite boy, so his answer was always “Ok, with pleasure”. Despite the fact of his incredible skills in a such activity Uchiha didn’t pretty like it. To stand in the center of people’s attention was a nightmare.  

Later the traits of his beauty transformed into more masculine. All the parts of his face, that had always seemed too big for it, started to add very strong and self-willed features to boy’s appearance. He wasn’t a kind of guys with “traditional beauty” like Sasuke. He had something strange in his look (in a good way), contradictory. Big soft eyes with long eyelashes went with a strong jaw and high cheekbones in an extremely fantastic manner.

Clothes style. I say only two words – dark/casual. Boy, I can understand u absolutely. And Itachi inherited this style from his friend. Sometimes, when people see Itachi and Shisui together, they think that the boys wear the same clothes. Honestly, it has sense bc Itachi got some Shisui’s hand-me-downs. And the reason isn’t in difficult financial situation. Itachi doesn’t follow fashion but near there is always Shisui who can say “U have always liked this hoodie. Take it, i’ve become too big for it”. Would you refuse?

At 17 Shisui understood that it was time to stop pretending. He had terribly bad eyesight and it was becoming worse and worse. The problems continued from the time when he was 7, but our boy tried not to pay attention to it (oh, yes, lovely, I know…). He spent 2 hours in the optical store surrounded by long shelves with enormous amount of glasses of different styles, forms, colors. He was confused. Highly confused. Thanks to a nice woman there who helped him recommending many pairs which should suit him.

 Accessories. Shisui has always been a big fun of little details in the look (and he wasn't even supposed). Bandanas, caps, wrist braces, belts – are his favourities. He even presented а nice necklace to Itachi for his birthday. And after “the-optical-store-incident” he found out that glasses would become honorary members of his small collection.

 Bonus! Some songs from Shisui’s playlist. Naruto calls it “Grandfather’s album”:

Gone With The Sin – HIM (!!!!!!!!!! – forever love 1);

July - Noah Cyrus;

Thoughts & prayers – Grandson;

Six Billion - Nothing But Thieves;

Lonely - Palaye Royale;

O'clock - Emilie Zoé;

We Are Young feat. Janelle Monae - Fun. feat. Janelle Monáe;

About Her - Malcolm McLaren;

How We Roll - Hollywood Undead (at all HU was Shisui’s adolescent love);

Enough's Enough - Paris Shadows (Sasuke’s recommendation);

Where Did You Sleep Last Night – Nirvana;

Let It Go - Def Leppard;

When the Smoke Is Going Down – Scorpions (!!!!!!! – forever love 2);

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? - Arctic Monkeys;

Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon - Urge Overkill;

Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood - Soundtrack Wonder Band (Itachi always prays to all possible Gods to stop Shisui rampaging (dancing) during this song);

Otherside - Red Hot Chili Peppers;

Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones (rampaging song №2);

Chinese Democracy - Guns N' Roses (“No, Shisui,” Itachi said wearily. “Yes, Shisui. My car, my rules.”);

HUMBLE - Kendrick Lamar (unexpected but Naruto insisted. His “cool track” should “colorize” grandad’s list);

Lounge Act – Nirvana;

That's all for today. Thank u for your attention. And now go drink to the health of such a perfect man 🎁🎈🎂🌸💫

[valeriegirion]

happy bday to the best the bravest the cutest uchiha 🧡

[sunagakubae]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SHISUI ily u deserve the whole world and Not Death :”)

[kumeramen]

🍃 : Ne Sakura~ I’m trying to decorate your cake here... 🌸 : *Giggles* sorry sorry!

An art dedicated to ShiSaku day event and Sakura’s birthday!!🥳

Prompt - Cake Frosting

@shisakuweek

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10.19 💝

[anemone-higanbana]

Happy Birthday to the most precious of the Uchiha, Shisui!!!

Our darling uchiha, how beautiful you were. We'll always remember you ❤️

A little fun fact: Hidenobu Kiuchi is the voice actor of Shisui, among other anime characters he voices, and apparently being a singer on top of that.

So imagine it's Shisui you're listening to, rocking to some cool and hip songs made just for you 😉.

[avversiera-writes]

HAPPY BDAY UCHIHA SHISUI !

[pain-somnia]

A Tale of Two Carps

Characters: Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Fam, mentions of KakaRin, and a little SasuSaku (they babey) Rating: K+ Disclaimer Day’s Notes: Happy Bday to our fave boy! I originally plotted this out as a backup fic for @a-year-of-naruto a seasons themed general Naruto zine. I just really wanted to write some Modern AU Uchiha family fluff, so here’s some 17 year old Obito doting on his baby cousin, 3 year old Sasuke around the time of Kodomo no Hi (Children’s Day) I hope you enjoy the fic and make sure to check out my spotlight and all of the other contributors.

A Tale of Two Carps

The classroom’s curtain fluttered when the breeze rolled through the window. The students were supposed to be using their break time to prepare for their test but the coming holiday was on their mind.

“Obito,” Kakashi pulled his manga away from his face to look at his friend properly, “not that I care, but what are you doing?”

“Shit!” Distracted, Obito pricked his finger with his needle. He sucked on his index finger and then wiped it on his pants before getting back to the blue fabric on his lap.

Ignoring Kakashi, Obito returned to his work of embroidering on the fabric on his lap. The days were closing on him and he had to finish his project before the fifth of May. School really cut into the time he could have been using. Instead he had to deal with the bombardment of exams they were being given before their holiday break.

“It’s a windsock!” Their class representative and best friend, Nohara Rin, supplied after examining the nylon material. “Are you making a koinobori?”

Obito nodded his head enthusiastically, grateful that the carp was obvious in the design. He continued stitching the pattern of the scales, glad that his first attempt was coming along so well.

“Aren’t you a little old to hang a windsock?” Kakashi asked before hiding his face behind his manga again.

“It’s not for me,” Obito rolled his eyes, “it’s for my cousin! I noticed his windsock was looking a little beat up so why not make a new one?”

“This is a lot of fabric, Obito.” Rin lifted one end of the nylon attempted to stretch it out. “And you’re hand sewing all of this? How big is it?”

“About as tall as Sasuke-kun.” Obito hummed and went back to sewing sequins to the scale pattern. He hoped the sequins would catch the sunlight and shimmer as the windsock waved with the breeze.

“Oh, the younger brother, right?” Rin pulled a seat closer to him and assisted him in attaching the sequins.

“Of course,” Obito scoffed. “Why would I make one for Itachi?”

Kakashi curled himself inward, attempting to block out the lecture Rin was giving Obito about how he favored his youngest cousin too much. Sasuke had been born when they were in their third year of middle school and even now that they were high school seniors, Obito continued to spoil his baby cousin.

“I mean, how can you say no to that face,” Obito cooed every time he got called out for it. It wasn’t as if Sasuke asked for anything, but it didn’t stop Obito from showering the toddler with affection.

Most of the students were excited for Golden Week to take a break from school. Obito was looking forward for the holiday break because he could spend as much time as possible at his Uncle Fugaku’s house which meant more time around his favorite relative.

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“Sasuke!” Obito squatted down so that he was at eye level with Sasuke and opened his arms wide to intercept a hug that wasn’t coming.

“Why is Obito-nii here?” Sasuke pouted, gripping tightly to the straps of his backpack. “Where’s kaa-san?”

Obito hung his head in defeat. It was always the same reaction from him whenever Obito showed up.

“I even ran all the way here,” Obito muttered at the ground.

“He’s leaving without you.” Kakashi kicked his rear to get him moving. Obito yelped and rubbed his rump. Rin giggled into her hand before coughing and turning to scold Kakashi.

“Wait, what?”

Ignoring his best friends interaction, Obito spun around to find his baby cousin walking ahead with a blonde woman and her rose gold haired child.

“Wow. He even got a little girlfriend before you,” Kakashi drawled.

“Shut up!”

Obito watched as the little girl rambled enthusiastically and waved her hand around talking to both her mother and to Sasuke. Sasuke wouldn’t speak but would nod or shake his head at certain intervals. Obito’s eyes traveled down to the joined hands of Sasuke’s friend and her mother.

I should be doing that too. Obito stood up and dusted off his pants, strengthening his resolve.

“Well, we’re off to our date. Good luck with the cousin, Obito.” Rin patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. Kakashi put his hand on Obito’s shoulder and stared at him for a moment before shaking his head.

“You could be more supportive, Kakashi,” Obito grumbled. He adjusted the strap of his messenger bag for school and the strap for tote bag he used to carry his windsock materials on his shoulder and sped up to catch up to Sasuke.

“We hold hands when walking near the street, Sasuke-kun.” Obito waved his hand cheerily in front of Sasuke, urging him to grab it.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at his older cousin and then shook his head. Instead he reached for his friend’s hand and held onto it.

“Don’t be weird, Obito-nii.”

Obito hung his head in defeat again. He loved his little cousin, but gods was he a little shit.

“I’m sorry,” the little girl called out to Obito, misunderstanding the situation. “I only have two hands.

“You can ignore him, Sakura.”

One could only hope that Sasuke got better as he grew up.

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After Obito and Sasuke split ways from Sakura and her mother who lived on a different street with more modern houses, he was finally able to take hold of Sasuke’s hand for the rest of their walk to Sasuke’s house. Obito took out his copy of the house key and unlocked the door.

“You can go now, Obito-nii.” Sasuke waved him off as he sat down at the genkan and removed his shoes.

“Oi. I’m here to babysit.”

“I’m not a baby!”

Obito sighed and slipped out of his sneakers and into the spare slippers he used whenever he visited. He could only hope that Itachi came straight home from his elementary school and helped with Sasuke. With his luck it was more likely that Itachi and Shisui would stop by the park on their way home.

“Let’s get you washed up and changed into some house clothes and I’ll make you something to eat.”

“Onigiri?” Sasuke asked hopefully, unpacking his bento box from his backpack to hand to Obito.

“Yeah, I guess that can be a snack.” Obito set the timer on the rice cooker so that the rice would be ready after Sasuke was washed up and changed into his sleepwear.

It was a struggle to get the toddler to settle down for a shower and then bath. By the time Obito was able to get Sasuke cleaned up for a bath he was completely soaked as well. He set his clothes to wash and dry in the connected laundry room and bathed as well.

“I want Roar-chan.”

“Roar-chan isn’t waterproof, Sasuke-kun.” Obito reached into the bucket of bath toys by the bath and handed Sasuke a toy tugboat.

“Where were Kaka-nii and Rin-neechan going?” Sasuke asked, dragging the toy across the surface of the water.

“Kakashi promised he would take Rin to a café last week and she’s cashing in on that today.” Obito leaned back, sinking his body further into the water.

“They were holding hands.” Sasuke dropped the toy and formed a water gun with his hand and squirt water at Obito. “I do that sometimes too.”

“Oh, yeah? With who? Sakura-chan?”

“Maybe.” Sasuke shrugged but averted his gaze. Obito laughed at the redness of his ears and Sasuke splashed water at him.

“Okay,” Obito coughed through the waves of water, “time to get out. Don’t want you to overheat.”

Obito changed into some of his uncle’s sweats and left Sasuke on his own to change into his pajamas. He insisted he was fine on his own without Obito’s help so that left Obito with making something for him to eat. He had just finished forming all of the rice balls when the front door opened.

“I’m home.”

“Itachi-niichan!”

“Hey Itachi, go wash your hands and━what the hell happened to you!?”

The eight year old stood in the gekan covered in dirt. Shisui stood right next to him, covered in even more dirt, if possible.

“Take off your shoes and socks and head straight to the bathroom,” Obito instructed them, snatching their backpacks before they could take them into the house and ruin Auntie Mikoto’s floors. “Shisui, don’t you have your own house?”

“Don’t you?”

“I’m babysitting!” Obito snapped, dusting the backpacks in the doorway.

“I’m not a baby!”

This is going to be a long afternoon, Obito groaned inwardly, picking up the discarded dirty socks and shoes.

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Once Itachi and Shisui were soaking in the bathtub, Obito was able to sit Sasuke down to eat his onigiri. Sasuke wasn’t as quiet a kid as Itachi but when he sat down to eat he focused on the task in silence. Even with how quiet it was, Obito preferred it over his own home. He had been adopted by his great-uncle after his mother passed away during his first year in middle school but he was almost never home. Uncle Madara was far too busy with work and was only around for important holidays.

“I’m finished,” Sasuke announced setting his cup of barley tea down. He helped Obito clear the chabudai and then moved to the living room with a box of building blocks.

“Can we watch TV?” Shisui entered the living room, dressed in a pair of Itachi’s pajamas. Despite the two year gap between the two boys, Itachi’s clothing fit him well enough.

“Don’t you have homework?” Obito questioned him from where he was doing his own homework, a few feet away from where Sasuke was building a skyscraper.

“You’re never this strict with Sasuke,” Shisui complained.

“Sasuke-kun is three. He doesn’t get homework yet.”

“Yeah, I’m three.” Sasuke smiled smugly at Shisui.

“Only for two more months,” Shisui grumbled before turning to grab his backpack from the genkan. “Your cuteness will run out one day, twerp.” 

Obito got up and set down a plate of onigiri for him and Itachi when the two of them took out their workbooks.

The scratching of pencils on paper and the sound of Sasuke babbling as he played caused a tingle to run from the back of Obito’s down his neck. It was a soothing feeling, pleasant as he flipped through his math workbook.

He could do this, just this, everyday for the rest of his life.

“I’m still hungry.”

“You have two hands don’t you, Shisui?” Obito rolled his eyes but got up anyway to see what else he could scrounge up from the contents of the fridge.

“Thank you, Obito-nii!” Shisui sang out.

“Yeah, yeah.”

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“Thank you so much Obi-kun.”

“It’s no problem, Auntie.” Obito sandwiched his cell phone between his ear and shoulder as he opened up his umbrella. “As long as Haruno-san calls the daycare it should be fine. I’ll see you when you get back from work.”

Obito ended the call and slipped the phone into the pocket of his hoodie. It was unusually cold but that’s how it got when it rained sometimes.

“What was that about?” Kakashi asked, shaking out his own umbrella. With Rin busy with library duties the two of them were left to head home on their own.

“My aunt’s friend had an emergency at the shop she owns with her husband, so she can’t pick up her daughter from daycare. I don’t mind babysitting her, she’s a cutie.”

“What’s up with you and toddlers?” Kakashi questioned as they made their way to the daycare. “First it was old people, now it’s babies?”

“Pre-schoolers are much better than the elderly. I might wanna be a daycare teacher.”

Kakashi walked with him until they reached the daycare and then he split ways, heading home in a different direction.

Oh my gods! Too cute.

Sasuke and Sakura were both wearing raincoats and boots. Sasuke’s coat was dinosaur themed and the green hood had blue spikes while Sakura’s was yellow and covered with ladybugs. She even had a matching umbrella that looked like a giant ladybug.

Little kids got all of the best stuff.

“Where’s my umbrella?” Sasuke demanded.

“Ah, shit.”

Sakura gasped at the curse and Obito slapped his hand over his mouth. Uncle Fugaku was always getting on his case for watching what he said in front of Sasuke during his impressionable years.

“I didn’t have time to pick it up, Sasuke-kun,” Obito explained quickly, hoping that the more words he said would cover his slip up. “We’re just going to have to share.”

Sasuke’s face scrunched up and he said, “No thanks,” before he opened up Sakura’s umbrella and held it up over their heads as best as he could.

“Little shit,” Obito muttered under his breath in disbelief. Just once it would be nice for Sasuke to be a little kinder to him.

He followed right behind them making sure they stayed a good distance away from the curb. They reached the road they needed to turn onto when the little kids continued walking straight ahead.

“Guys, we turn right left here.”

The two of them stopped and looked up at Obito. It was starting to get unsettling how Sasuke looked up at him impassively.

“We’re going to the conbini,” Sasuke explained as if it was obvious.

“Now why would we do that?” As far Obito knew Sasuke didn’t carry money on him because his aunt and uncle kept his allowance in a coin bank.

“You’re going to buy us ice cream.”

“Say what?” Obito looked from the firm stare Sasuke gave him to Sakura’s beaming smile. He turned back to Sasuke and reminded him that he didn’t even like ice cream.

“I like lemon-honey popsicles.”

“Your mom makes those,” Obito reminded him. “And she doesn’t like it when you eat junk food.”

“My mom also doesn’t like it when you use bad words.”

Was he really getting shaken down by two toddlers? Where the hell had he even learned about blackmail from? Obito stared long and hard at his baby cousin.

“Fine.”

“Sakura likes Häagen-Dazs.”

“I’ll hug you.”

“A fruit popsicle is fine.”

“It better be.” Obito opened the door to let them inside the convenience store. “I didn’t even know you knew how to pronounce Häagen-Dazs.”

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Obito made sure that Sasuke and Sakura took a bath when they got to his uncle’s house and changed them both into warm pajamas. The last thing he needed was one of them getting sick on his watch.

He was sure after their snack at the conbini that their appetite was ruined and didn’t bother making anything to eat. He was sure that they wouldn’t be hungry before Itachi decided to show up.

With the two of them playing in the corner of the living room, Obito sat on the floor and leaned back against the couch. He tugged his tote bag closer to him and took out the koinobori he had been working on. It was almost finished and he could give it it’s last few touches before his aunt and uncle came home.

Sasuke was a brat, but Obito considered him his brat. He was still a child himself when Itachi was born and Itachi was odd from the start. He didn’t spend much time his younger cousin, not until Sasuke was born.

Sasuke was a difficult pregnancy for Auntie Mikoto and born prematurely. She was weak after the birth and Obito had nothing to do, not wanting to go to an empty house. When Auntie Mikoto returned home from the hospital with Sasuke, Obito made sure to visit every day after school and on weekends to help around the house.

So Sasuke was a brat and could try being a little nicer to people that weren’t his older brother or Sakura, but he was a big part of what made Obito feel at home somewhere.

“What’s that?” Sakura had shuffled over from where she and Sasuke had been playing and started gently poking at the shiny sequins on the windsock. Curious as well, Sasuke had wandered over and picked up one of the windsock and examined it.

“It’s a koinobori!” Obito spread it out on the floor to show off it’s carp shape. “I’m making it for Sasuke ‘cause his old one got damaged last year and looks a little beat.”

“But I already have a koinobori.”

“You can’t use that one, silly.” Obito ruffled Sasuke’s messy spikes. “It won’t hold up against the wind.”

“No, I have a new one. Tou-san bought it the other day. It has lightning patterns on the scales.”

“He...he did?”

Obito looked down at the finished koinobori and frowned. He was so excited about making the windsock that he hadn't considered that his uncle would replace the old one.

“You can have it anyway. Not like I need one.”

Obito sighed, resting his chin on his fist as he watched the two kids run off with his koinobori. It might not be serving its original purpose of celebrating Sasuke on Children’s Day but at least Sasuke was using it for something.

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Uncle Madara was busy yet again even though it was Golden Week.

Obito used the days off from school to camp out at Kakashi’s place. During the day he split his time between hanging out with his Aunt Mikoto and Sasuke and helping restore the community garden. Apparently Shisui, Itachi, and Shisui’s friend Iruka had attempted to dig a tunnel system of sorts but none of the adults had caught them. Obito only knew because he found a necklace that could only have belonged to Itachi in the wreckage.

Now that it was the fifth of May, Obito had to meet up with his family at his Uncle Fugaku’s house to help his aunt make the sticky rice cakes with red bean jam and sticky sweet rice treats used to celebrate the holiday. He was sure that he would probably end up eating double portions of them again because Sasuke always gave them to him. It seemed that Sasuke was going to be one of those kids that didn’t like sweet foods.

“Huh?’

Entering the gate to their house, Obito noticed something sparkling from the corner of his eye.

“Just in time,” his Uncle Fugaku grunted. “Come help me with these.”

Uncle Fugaku held up the windsocks he had taken out to hang off of the side of the house. In his hand was one black carp, one pink carp, one red carp, and one sparkly, sequined blue carp.

“That’s the carp I made.”

“Yeah. We sent the one we bought to the daycare center.” Uncle Fugaku handed him a rope and together they knotted the kites.

They set up the pulley and yanked on the rope until the wind caught the flying carps. Just as Obito had hoped, Sasuke’s carp shimmered as it fluttered in the wind.

“Sasuke insisted we hang up this one up.” Fugaku clapped Obito on the shoulder and nodded towards the house, inviting him in. “He said that it was special. Didn’t matter that I got a carp with lightning like he asked me to.”

Sasuke was a brat, but he was a lovable one. Obito would gladly eat all of his sticky rice cakes for him. Maybe he’d make him some onigiri instead.

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making a bday cake for shisui 🥺✌️