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#Aoba yamashiro x you
honeypirate · 3 years
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Dude Idfk lol I just like him. I have half a fic written about him and his jutsu’s too lmao.
Aoba Yamashiro x fem!reader drabble
Extra info; Just got to the land of lightning and traveling with them was exciting and reader and Aoba flirt all the time. Aoba thinks it’s just a game even though he has a lot of feelings for reader.
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“How’s he doing?” You ask Aoba after he leaves Gai’s room
“Still seasick” he says and you nod “that was my guess”
He smiles softly down at you as you make as much eye contact possible with his glasses. You bite your lip and his cheeks flush, making you smile wider.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk with me” you said softly and he nods “shall we?” He asks and holds out his hand.
You lace your fingers through his with a smile, your heart racing. You’ve held hands before but never in a sweet way, it was making your cheeks warm as you walked out of the building
You watch Yamato go with Naruto go off to train so you walk in the other direction until you find a tree with white flowers. He reaches up and picks one of the flowers to put above your ear.
“You have to know by now” you whisper, eyes sparkling as you look into his dark shades, you can see how lovestruck you look reflected back to you, magnified by the sweet flower in your hair.
he chuckles “know what?” He says, fingers still in your hair
“How bad I’m dying to kiss you” you admit with shy smile, biting your bottom lip a little and your cheeks warm.
And that’s all it took, before you knew it you were pressed up against the side of the large tree trunk, your hands in his hair and your legs around his waist as his tongue wraps around yours as you kiss.
“I didn’t think..” he says and kisses you again “I thought that you didn’t..” he kisses you again and you giggle
he pulls back to speak again “I thought you didn’t want..” he starts but then his words fade away as he looks at you, hair messy, the flower stem clinging to a tangle it made below your ear now. Your lips were swollen as you smiled up at him, your sparkling e/c eyes and all the feelings in them.
He groans and delves back into your lips, your sweet kisses and soft plush lips were intoxicating, every time he tried to pull away to speak he had to go back for more. You giggle against his lips and kiss him back, hands tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck, your tongue massaging his before you bite his bottom lip and then move, kissing down his neck
“What are you trying to tell me Aoba?” You whsiper into his left ear and your hands run softly down his hair and then around his neck to his collar bone as you continue kissing his jaw.
“Fuck” he whispers and tries to concentrate. He never thought he’d be so love drunk just off your kisses.
“I thought the flirting was just something for fun. I didn’t think you’d ever really like me” he confesses through heavy breathing and you pull back and cup his cheeks, looking into his sunglasses for a moment before you gently touch the edges
“May I?” You ask softly and he nods slowly
You pull them off gently and place them in one of his empty flax jacket pockets on his chest before cupping his cheeks again, staring into his eyes and gasping softly at what you see in them
He was beautiful, you never truly knew because his glasses made him always seem mysterious. The glasses hiding his every emotion that was shown in his eyes and on his face. Raw emotion that made your heart melt for him.
“Aoba” you whisper and he leans into your right palm
“This is so much more than just fun flirting” you whisper “you have my heart” you confess, your cheeks flushing under his sweet gaze.
He leans forward and captures your lips in a soft peck then whispers against your lips
“And you have mine”
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wing-ed-thing · 3 years
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Castle (Might Guy x Reader, Part II)
Synopsis: Might Guy was always a man of certainty. He needed no time to decide that the moment he saw you, he was in love. Things become more complicated when he's suddenly assigned to an S class escort mission where he finds out that not only are you engaged to a ninja prince in the Hidden Stone, but you are the eldest princess of the daimyō.
Word Count: 1,264
Warnings: None
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Guy and his team arrived at the daimyō’s estate two days after his meeting with the Hokage. Colored lanterns lit the estate in the pitch black of the night. It was wiser to get a head start under the cover of darkness. The royal carriage was already in front. The guards greeted the team of Jounin and Aoba went to scope out the body of the carriage. Raidō accompanied his team leader as Guy approached the head guard.
“You must be Guy-san.” They bowed to one another. “It is an honor, we’ve heard much of your skill.”
“The feeling is mutual,” Guy responded politely. He glanced up at the estate. “Will I have the privilege of speaking to Lord Daimyō this evening?”
“Lord Daimyō will not be seeing his eldest off tonight.” The guard curtly informed him. “My lord will arrive in the Hidden Stone shortly behind in order to ensure political preparations.”
“Ah… I see.” Guy cleared his throat, holding back a tone of judgement. The man in front of him didn’t seem to notice. “And for the wedding, of course.”
“Yes, the wedding as well.” Guy frowned. Since when was a royal wedding an afterthought? “The Princess will be out momentarily. The women are preparing her for the journey. I have confidence that your Hokage has already debriefed you?” Raidō fidgeted in response to the slight. Guy took a breath, ignoring the insult and focused on niceties.
“Yes, we are well prepared. Is there anything else I should know before we leave? Perhaps how we may best serve the Princess?” Guy inquired. The guard pursed his lips, pausing to choose his words wisely.
The guard shook his head and crossed his arms. He glanced at the manor, then turned back to Guy. The guard spoke in a low voice. “Lord Daimyō’s eldest is… high spirited. It would do her well to learn to hold her tongue in her future marriage.” He glanced back at the door. “My lady is also… well acquainted with the art of stealth. Well befitting of the future wife of a shinobi prince. She requires a vigilant eye.”
Guy fought off a deeper scowl, but once again remained silent. Guy decided quickly that he was certain about another thing: he liked neither the attitudes nor the opinions that came out of the daimyō’s residence.
The front door opened and a long shadow cast itself onto the pathway. Guy took in the shape of the princess as she processed somberly into the darkness. A line of servants brought luggage to the carriage. The train of her jūnihitoe trailed behind her, held up by a handmaiden, as she made her way towards the two men. Guy could hardly see her face in the lantern-light, but as she approached, her features became increasingly more familiar.
You stopped in your tracks, tiara almost falling down into your eyes. Guy’s eyes widened, his heart stopped. It was you, from the market. You took each other in, staring into one another’s eyes. Guy gathered himself quickly. He bowed deeply, a hand across his chest. Raidō followed suit.
“My Lady, we are your escorts for this journey.” You stiffened. The two ninja rose back to their full height. “My name is Might Guy.”
“My name is Namiashi Raidō.”
“Our other colleague, Yamashiro Aoba, is securing your carriage.” Guy explained. As if on cue, Aoba gave a signal that the carriage was clear.
You pushed your shoulders back and gave your name and title in a passive voice.
“My handmaiden will be accompanying me to the Hidden Stone.”
“Of course, My Lady.” Guy turned to Raidō. “Touch base with Aoba, we’re leaving soon.” Raidō turned on his heel and Guy faced you once again. “Might I help you to your carriage?”
“It seems that you are in good hands, My Lady,” The guard remarked, more stiff in your presence than when he spoke to Guy. “I look forward to hearing news of your wedding.” He gave a slight nod to Guy and a deep bow to you. You ignored him, turning to your escort.
“I think I can manage the walk there, Guy-san.” You told him with an air of sophistication. “But you may help me up the step?” The twitch of the ends of your lips betrayed you.
Guy smiled and you stared as he walked you to the carriage. He ran ahead, opening the door to reveal plush seating with area to lounge. You thanked him as he held out his arm. You placed your hand over his forearm, pushing yourself onto the carriage step. Jun assisted with the train of your dress. You could feel the built muscle under your grip. He caught your eye one last time before you settled into your seat. Jun came to sit across from you. Guy found himself holding his breath as he noticed the soft flush across your cheeks. He looked away and gently closed the door.
As soon as the door shut, you turned to your handmaiden. Your proper posture fell as you gripped your chest. Fireworks burst in your eyes.
“That’s him!” You exclaimed in an excited whisper.
“Who?” She asked in a normal volume and you jumped to cover her mouth. You shook.
“That’s the man. The man from the market who I told you about!” You let out a small squeal. She looked around before turning back to you.
“How can you even be sure?” She asked in a hushed tone.
“It’s him, I know it!” You squealed. Jun hesitated. Your smile began to fade as you noticed her pensive face. She blinked. Then she sighed. Then she shook her head.
“My lady, you know you can’t…” She clenched her teeth, looking at you with desperate eyes.
“I know,” You confessed soberly. You paused, the disappointment sinking in. You forced yourself to smile. You took a deep breath. “But I’m not married yet and there’s no harm in spending my last few days of freedom just pretending, right?”
Jun opened her mouth. No, there is harm. But she stopped herself. No joy came from being the daughter of the daimyō, especially the eldest. While there were no rules forbidding ever forbidding a female daimyō, it became increasingly clear as of late that you would not be inheriting your father’s title. You had felt this day looming ever closer in your heart, but what could be done? This journey counted as one of the few times you were allowed outside of the estate. Jun saw what happiness this crush brought you. As your only friend, she would readily allow you to flirt with your escort if it meant some semblance of freedom for you in your last days unwed.
“No, I suppose there’s no harm.”
Guy climbed into the driver’s seat. Aoba and Raido sat on two horses on either side of the carriage. With one flick of the reins, the two horses started off into the night. Two lanterns on both sides of the roof lit the road out of the village. You looked out the window, basking in the moonlight that shone through. Businesses were closed and houses were dark. You wished that you could see more of it all in the daylight.
You lounged upon your plush bench. Jun sat quietly across from you. You cracked the partition open. Cool evening air blew into your face. You caught sight of Guy through the sliver and he met your eye. You smiled and he grinned back. The horses faltered. Guy turned back to the road, leading the carriage into the night.
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