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iambilliejeanok · 2 years

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I’ve never seen someone request this, but how do you think konoha 11 guys would react if the reader said their safe word when being intimate together? Btwww I love your writing sm <3

I love this one 🥺🥺🙊 and thank you💗🫶🏾

Warnings: 18+, smut, ddlg, short scenarios, loads of fluff, also a lot of smut, bdsm, brat taming, punishments

Gaara

“G-Ga…ra”, you whimper, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as another orgasm ripples through you, his hips still thrusting into you, deep and hard, never ceasing even as you cum hard around him. Feeling a ball forming in your tummy, you begin to grow nauseous. Maybe you’re too dehydrated to be engaging in such vigorous and intense behavior, but you are starting to feel sick, your head spinning as Gaara continues to fuck you.

“Yea babe?”, Gaara pants against your face, enjoying himself far too much to give you a break now. “B-bub…bles”, you barely manage to whimper, too weak to try and push him off of you. If the two of you were not so close, he might’ve missed it, but he swears he heard you say it, immediately pulling out of you just in case he’s right. “Bubbles babe?”, he softly asked, his voice horse from the stimulation. All you can manage is to nod your head, tears running down your eyes and you don’t know why just yet.

Gaara’s heart skips a beat and he immediately sobers up, “Baby, are you hurt?”, he asks, holding his breath as he nervously waits for your answer. You just weren’t feeling so well. You skipped breakfast and lunch today because of work, and you forgot all about that when you got home to Gaara. You desperately needed him to make love to you after such a long day, but now you regret it, feeling bad for stopping something you started. “No..”, you say barely above a whisper, Gaara leaning in closer, until his face was directly above yours. “What’s the matter love?”, he gently asks feeling your buddy still twitching beneath him. “Come here baby”, he says, scooping you up and carefully sitting up with you cradled in his arms.

“Answer me please dear”, he pleads, wiping the sweat off your forehead with his hand, placing kisses all over your face, your eyes closed to embrace all the attention you were receiving. “I, I d-don’t know, just f-feel sick”, you whimper, still recovering from the intense orgasm, hiccuping as you spoke. “It’s alright baby, let’s breathe”, he says, laying down on his back, a few pillows behind him, adjusting you so you lay right on top of him, your face snuggling his neck, your breasts squished against his chest.

“Breathe with me okay babe?”, he says, his arms wrapped around you, soothing you already. As he breathed in, you followed the notion of his chest, breathing in too, and as he breathed out you breathed out too, until you were calm enough that you stopped hiccuping. “I’ll go grab you some juice okay?”, he says, and for the rest of the night, you get babied until it’s time to sleep.

Sasuke

He himself is not sure if he’s a hard or soft dom, but today, he isn’t letting you get away with your embarrassing behavior at todays Hokage conference. Nagging him for all the things you wanted in between the meeting breaks, giving him attitude and rolling your eyes whenever he pulled you closer to him to warn you to get yourself together. Then getting all upset about it and nagging him to pick you up in front of everyone. Naruto, Kakashi, Gaara and Shikamaru so witnessing your needy behavior.

He was very mad y/n. That’s why you were tied up on the bed, closer to the headboard, you arms and legs spread wide apart, your hands handcuffed right above your head, your ankles handcuffed to the headboard, a vibrator inside your warms walls and another nestled right on your clit, Sasuke’s fingers spreading your lips apart pushing the hood of your clit bag for the ultimate torture. He knew you wouldn’t be able to take this from the jump. But fuck it, tonight he wanted to be ruthless. You needed to learn some kind of lesson.

You on the other end couldn’t stop crying and screaming to save your life, your body fully restricted, you could barely move, having cum multiple times in the few minutes Sasuke pinned you down for. Your orgasm was cruel and long, you thought you’d suffocate to death, barely able to breathe as you came, pushing the vibrator inside of you out as you squirted all over Sasuke for the millionth time. “Tch, you dirty brat”, he mumbled to himself, catching the vibrator in his hand to quickly stuff it back inside of you.

“D-daddy!!! I’m s-so s-sorry!!”, you screamed, crying hard when he put it back inside of you. “Tch”, he said, massaging your anus, knowing damn well you weren’t sorry at all. Putting the vibrator he held to your clit down, he smacked your pussy, making you scream. “I- I’m ssorryyy!”, you cried, only earning yourself another smack to your puss. “No you’re not”, Sasuke spoke, his voice calm and low, a smirk in his face as he watched you cry and scream. If you would not listen to him he was going to torture you like this. He loved making you suffer like this. “Y-yes yes I am!! I’m so s-sorry d-daddy”, you begged, your blindfold drenched in your tears. He smacked your puss again. You didn’t deserve this. You were a princess and deserved to be pampered with gentle orgasms, not this. “You don’t listen to me sweetheart, you have to be such little brat don’t you? Keep crying brat, we’re not done anytime soon” , he teases you, his harsh words only making you cry ontop of the vibrator he just place right back on your clit.

You cannot take this any longer and even though Sasuke made it crystal clear to you what the safe word was for, you needed it to save yourself right now. Yes the word was only for emergencies, like if he was hurting you, or if you were feeling sick, but you are a brat after all. “Yellow!! Yellow!!”, you screamed, Sasuke immediately put the vibrator in his hand down, pulling the one inside of you out, quickly removing the cuffs around your ankles and wrists. You couldn’t stop crying, you weren’t hurt, you didn’t feel sick, you were just as usual, being a brat, refusing to take your punishment. Sasuke already knew that, he did not in fact believe you actually needed to use it, but the safe word is the safe word. He wasn’t upset with you anymore though, even though you lasted a pathetic amount of time, scooping you up, your hands and legs wrapping around him like a sloth.

He knew you wouldn’t stop crying until he comforted you, saving himself the stress by rubbing your back and walking around the room with you. “Baby, I swear you drive me crazy. Are you okay?”, he asked, planting kisses on your neck and shoulder. You kept yourself hidden by snuggling into his neck. “No”, you answered, Sasuke rolling his eyes, still kissing you and rubbing your back. “What’s wrong?”, he asked, “You’re so mean”, you said, pinching his neck with your teeth, intending to hurt him but that didn’t even make him react. Sitting down on the bed, he grabbed a fistful of your braids, pulling your head back so you could talk to him like that to his face, your eyes avoiding his in embarrassment. You knew he knew this was all an act. And you also knew he would entertain it. You were going for the oscar’s tonight.

Shikamaru

The hardest of them all. You didn’t even intend to get yourself in this situation, you were just really upset with Shikamaru, your arms crossed and a pretty pout on your face the entire car ride home. Reason being that after a long day of shopping, eating delicious food and treats and hanging with your beloved, Shikamaru spanked and edged you in the bathroom because you couldn’t be grateful for everything he did for you today, nagging him to piggy back ride you back to the car. He told you no, you kept on complaining, he took you to the bathroom to help you understand better. Simple.

He let you have an attitude on the way back home, telling himself that he would deal with you when y’all arrive. And that’s why you were crying and begging him for a break, your legs shivering, barely able to keep you standing as he fucked you from the back, bending you over the kitchen counter as soon as the two of you stepped in the house. “Shikaaaaa!!!”, you cried, his dick so deep inside of you, constantly hitting a spot that made you see stars over and over again, giving you relentless orgasms. “Yes baby, you feel so fucking good, I need more”, he groaned, reaching for your neck to pull you upright, slightly crouching to get a better angle, the new change even worse than the previous position, making you gush like a tap, creating a puddle at your feet. You couldn’t take the orgasm, your legs giving out on you, but Shikamaru simply turned you around and lifted you up, turning around to press you against the wall, carefully placing your legs over his shoulders, lining himself with your vagina again. This was torture. You couldn’t do anything but take his fast thrusts as he continued to fuck you against the wall.

“Unicor—uuuuhhhhhhh!!!!!”, you screamed, unable to talk as Shika brought you to another mind shattering orgasm, and you lost all your senses for a hot minute, your body only focusing on enduring the incredible orgasm. By the time you opened your eyes, you were resting against Shikamaru’s chest, the room completely dark, only faintly lit by the full big, bright moon outside. You could smell the faint scent of your bath products on you and Shikamaru, and you began to remember little snippets of what happened. You remembered Shika hugging your limp body as he prepared the shower, you remembered him asking you so many questions, pampering you with kisses and cuddles. He carried you the entire time. You remembered not being able to fully say the safe word.

But Shikamaru knew what you were trying to say and he slowed down before he pulled out, your limp body pressed against his chest, your head resting on his shoulder and your arms and legs dangling on either side of him as you whimpered and moaned in his neck. He loved it when you got all soft like this, especially when you were giving him a hard time. Problem solved. Your attitude was dealt with. After giving you a nice shower, he got some snacks from the kitchen and bottles of water, carrying you everywhere he went. Setting all the stuff on the nightstand beside the bed, he lay in it with you still in his arms, kissing your forehead goodnight before he dozed off too.

Naruto

Naruto loves bullying you while he’s fucking you, teasing you everytime you tell him it’s too much for you, or tying up up when you start running from him. So the safe word is really there for you to stop him since he definitely won’t stop no matter how much you kick and push him away.

He’s been toying with your body for the past hour now, having made you cum too many times for either one of you to keep track. Giving you a much needed break from his mouth, he lined himself up with you again, and you couldn’t help but wonder how long this go for. He was getting carried away again, scooping you up to sit with you in the lotus flower position, his big hand on your ass to help you ride him, the other on your hip, easily lifting you up and pushing you back down, forcing you take all of him in your least favorite position. This one was always intense for some reason, your finger nails digging into his muscly bicep, your other hand scratching his shoulder as you tried to contain yourself, feeling like you were going to lose your mind if you had to endure another orgasm (Not that you hadn’t already lost it)

“R-ram…ramen”, you whimpered, Naruto summoning all his willpower and Kurama’s to pull out of you, laying you down with your head on a pillow, immediately placing kisses on your face. “Baby, that was amazing, are you okay?”, he asked, hoping to his mom and dad he didn’t hurt you. You couldn’t speak properly in this state, you just needed him to hold you, summoning the strength to weakly hug him, Naruto understood the cue, scooping you and letting you lay ontop of him, rubbing your body until you were breathing normally.

Hearing soft snores from you, he knew you were okay, smiling to thoughts about you.

Shino

You were seriously not feeling good. All day long you had horrible period cramps even though you weren’t even on your period. All you could think about was your bed and Shino. You needed a hot bath and some cuddles or else you’d die, calling him to whine and complain about everything, hanging up and feeling better about things, knowing that he’d be waiting for you to come home.

A warm bubble bath awaited you, Shino standing in the kitchen with a robe and a pair of slippers on. “Hello sweetheart”, he softly spoke, quickly approaching you. Opening his arms to give you a big hug, you decided to jump on him, catching him by surprise, but he quickly placed his hands on your bottom so you didn’t fall. “Baby, you told me you were not feeling well; has that changed?”, he asked in between kisses on your neck. “Noooo!”, you whined, and he wasn’t going say another word, he preferred not to talk to you when you were all moody and sick like this, just actions no words, or else you’d start whining and he wasn’t trying to get into that. He just wanted peace tonight.

Walking over to the bathroom, he sat you on the counter, getting your clothes off for you because you usually asked him to do that, then he took his own robe off, and to your surprise, seeing his well sculpted bare body made you feel things, his dick semi hard from stripping you, but he had such good self control and wasn’t going to ask you for anything since you weren’t feeling well.

Finally, you were both resting inside the tub, the hot water instantly relaxing your muscles as Shino rubbed your tummy. This was heaven, laying here in the tub with your lover. You knew he was all you needed to feel better, sinking further into him, arching your back as you stretched, relaxing again, a now noticeable ache between your legs. You were already feeling better anyhow, taking Shino’s hand and guiding it down to your clit, softly gasping when Shino took the hint, slowly massaging your clit in circles, bringing his other hand in up to separate your folds so he could have more access.

Shino knew your body so well, and he was absolutely amazing at taking you to different heights of pleasure with just his fingers, your fourth orgasm slowly approaching as he buried his fingers inside of you, slowly pumping the digits in and out, your hand gripping his forearm tight, your body slightly turned sideways so you could look at him like he told you too. Your other hand gripped his hair, yanking on it hard enough that he grunted, fingering your faster and harder, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you lost yourself for a minute or two, still trying to recover from the intensity of it when he repositioned you to sit on your hands and knees, kneeling on one knee behind you, lining himself with your pussy.

Even if his hips moved at a slow and controlled pace, it didn’t take away from how mind numbing his dick was, the 7inch fat cock kissing every spot inside of you, especially the back, as he dove in deep before pulling all the way back, repeating the actions until you were shivering and crying, begging him to get off of you since it was way to much for you to handle. Maybe it was your cycle that affected the intensity of it all, but Shino was not ready to stop. He didn’t get to come and neither did you…at least from his dick that is, only wrapping his arm around you and placing his hand on your neck when you tried to get up, now you really couldn’t run, Shino leaning back a bit to get a better angle, slowly thrusting in and out of you, his other hand reaching around your hips to start massaging your clit, your whole body trembling as your orgasm approached, Shino having to hold you still so you didn’t hurt yourself as you thrashed in his arms, screaming through gritted teeth in attempt to take the overwhelming pleasure.

You finally came for him and that was all he was waiting for, for this orgasm right here, starting to move his hips again, but this time, he moved a little faster, thrusting into you harder, deeper, holding you tight so you wouldn’t run. This is what you asked for.

“S-strawberries!!”, you cried out, Shino’s hips slowing down but he didn’t pull out of you, only wrapping his arms around you and hugging you tightly. “Is everything okay sweetheart?”, he asked, his voice husky in your ear. “Is t-too muuuch!!!”, you whimpered, barely able to get the words out. “Shhh, okay baby, I’m sorry, relax with me”, he said, now pulling out of you, relaxing back down you against his chest. All he wanted to do was hold you like this, showering your teary cheeks with kisses.

Later on at night, around 11pm, you woke up, Shino spooning you from behind, both of you under the covers of your shared bed. You smiled, knowing that Shino took care of you after you fell asleep in the bathtub. Biting your lips to the memories, you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together, accidentally grinding back into him, gasping since his dick was still very hard, poking your ass. This would’ve been better inside of you, but you didn’t want to disturb Shino, snuggling back into him to close your eyes and drift off

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kankuroplease · 2 months

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How would chiha's relationship with everyone be if it were the ninja world

I’ll just do the Konoha 12, Jiraiya, Kakashi, Gaara, and Iruka since those are some of the important people in Naruto’s life. We’ll just say they’re twins for the sake of not stretching out the timeline for her birth

Naruto - they get along great, but argue they argue like most siblings do over personal possessions and home decor. Naruto will also go and fetch her for free ramen when it’s offered. She wouldn’t know how to feel about his hokage dreams (if they were truly possible), but she would support him

Jiraiya - Gives her the ick. Like she gets that he’s a sannin and a sage.. But he’s a pervert. And he took her brother away for two years. Two thumbs down

Kakashi - She would probably ask him more questions than he’d be willing to answer. he’s so cool, but he’s also kinda weird (cause who just reads icha icha in public??)

Iruka - cool teacher. She’d like him for saving Naruto and looking out for them, and view him like their older brother

Sasuke - Doesn’t really know him, but he concerns her and she’s not sure why he and Naruto can’t just get along. THEY’RE TEAMMATES

Sakura - she gets along really well with Sakura, even if it’s in an annoying little sister way, and giggles over some crushes. She doesn’t get Sakura’s crush though, especially when they could become sisters if Sakura-Chan gave her brother a chance

Shikamaru - thinks he’s a smartass and Pakkun should’ve but him harder. They don’t get along, but he is kinda cute when he’s cloud watching and she will never admit that. Especially to him.

Choji - she likes Choji because he’s sweet and polite. Also gave her her first hug for giving him her bag of chips he apparently really liked. They’re good friends!

Ino - she wants Ino’s hair andeyes. Life’s not fair, but at least Ino is nice to her! They share village gossip and fashion tips.

Hinata - they know each other and Chiha thinks it’s funny to act like Naruto is there when he isn’t just to see that hard blush. Overall she thinks Hinata is alright, but needs to put some might in her words

Kiba - she told him she liked cats and dogs equally and they have not gotten along since

Shino - she forgets he exists frequently but doesn’t have an issue with him. In fact, he got her a roach to release in Iruka’s house once as a prank that went terribly wrong

Lee - his enthusiasm is funny to her and they get along well. She would probably make the mistake of challenging him to a exercise contest of some sort and never do that again

Tenten - now this would be her best friend. All the ghost stories and weapons to be had, plus some funny tales of how it is to work with Gai Sensei, Lee, and Neji

Neji - they wouldn’t get along simply because of their personality differences. No hard feelings though; he just wouldn’t want to entertain her hyper moments and she doesn’t enjoy getting angry glares for being silly.

Gaara - PANDA BOY! Not saying she would make him be her pen pal, but she would be very fascinated by him, who is a jinchuriki like her brother, and his sand. So once he’s made kage, she would send him a congratulations letter along with an origami gourd with glitter in it

#ask #OC: chiha uzumaki #I just know the Uzumaki orphans would tag team on defacing the hokage monuments

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keithisbae1 · 3 months

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Baby Sarada's Adventure - Part 2

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Time went by and the two had fallen asleep on the couch. When he woke up, Sasuke had almost forgotten that she was there.

I wonder if she's hungry. He made sure to pick a few baby food in case there was something she didn't like.

She really did look cute and innocent when she wasn't causing trouble.

How was he going to manage the rest of the week?

“Well, well. Isn’t this interesting.” A voice piped in.

“Kakashi? How did you…”

“Hmm, I overhead some things in the village. The last Uchiha with a baby. Naturally, I had to check up on my student.” Sasuke wouldn't bother to ask how he got in. Kakashi was a Jōnin.

“You should have told us Sasuke.”

“But… she’s an Uchiha.” It was his responsibility. “Is she though?” He’ll admit that there were similarities in how they look but that was it.

“Where did you find her?”

“At the training grounds.”

“And you think it’s safe to keep her here?”

“I’ll keep her safe, I promise I will.” He didn’t know why he was begging but he wouldn’t let Kakashi take her away. The Jōnin sighed and looked fondly at the sleeping baby.

“You should really let us adults do the job.”

“Says the sensei who's always late for everything.”

“Everyone’s late now and then.” Kakashi ignored the snide remark.

“I understand you may feel personally responsible. But we don’t know where she came from or who her parents are. What if this is a trap?” Sasuke's grip on her tightened.

“I can handle it.”

“Sasuke. You can't just keep a random baby.”

“Even if there is a small chance she’s an Uchiha… I have to take it don't I?”

“And if she’s not?” Said baby let out a cute snore resting peacefully on Sasuke's tummy.

“Well, she’s already grown attached to me. Are you really going to try and pry her off me?”

“I didn’t think you were that much of a soft touch but okay have it your way. I’m making this a team mission then.”

“I told you I can handle it.” He stood up from the sofa heading towards the kitchen still carrying the sleeping Sarada. Those two would only just get in the way.

“Sasuke, you have teammates. If you won’t let the Hokage or Jōnin handle this. Why not count on them?”

“Because I have everything under control and like you said she’s my responsibility. No one else’s.” He really was stubborn but fine, so be it.

“Taking care of a baby is a lot of hard work.”

“I'll manage.”

“Alright, but you know where we are if you need us.”

At most Kakashi will give him a week, but he knew Sasuke would need their help.

~~~

Tch he didn’t need any assistance and certainly not from Naruto and Sakura anyway.

What use would they be? Naruto can hardly look after himself, how would the blonde of all people know how to take care of her? And Sakura… well maybe she might know a thing or two but still, he could handle it on his own.

If the baby really was an Uchiha then he would take full responsibility. No question.

This would be a piece of cake.

How hard could taking care of one baby be?

Little did Sasuke know how he was about to find out. Later in the evening, the raven-haired boy went to the kitchen to prepare Sarada her food. He brought it from the baby shop so everything should be fine. She preoccupied herself with playing with his stuffed dinosaur.

Rule number one when looking after an infant. Don’t leave them unattended, even for a few minutes. Especially when in Sasuke’s case, the house was far from babyproof.

He was barely away for five minutes yet when the Uchiha popped in to check on her, there was so sign of the infant. His dinosaur plushie was left in the spot Sarada was at earlier. Great. Now, where is she? And why did she have to be so annoying?

Said little one was happily crawling away into another room, and looking around the place for her Mama. I mean all three of them lived in the same place so, of course, her Mama would be here, she must be really good at hiding though as Sarada hadn’t seen her since Papa took her home.

“Awo gah boo jaah gah apap.”

‘I wonder where Mama is.’

She was a tall woman with pink hair so it wasn’t like it would be difficult for Sarada to find her anywhere. Sarada didn’t understand why Papa was trying to stop her from seeing Mama. She sat down looking around the room, it didn’t look familiar and Sakura was nowhere in sight.

“There you are.” Sasuke picked her up before Sarada could crawl away. She pouted still having yet to finish her quest for finding Mama. “Your fast, I’ll give you that but you shouldn’t be going anywhere. It’s not safe.”

Sasuke didn’t know why he was talking to the girl as if expecting her to understand him. She couldn’t even talk properly, let alone know what was going on. But maybe if he was stern she would get the idea.

And why did it look like she was glaring at him? It almost seemed familiar, just like his own.

“The last thing I need is Kakashi rubbing it in that he’s right.” He muttered under his breath.

“Ai ai goh ooh ji app app.”

‘I’m trying to find Mama.’

“Ah, I see.” No, he didn’t see and Sarada knew that, if he did then Papa would be just as worried as to where the pink woman was. She started making a fuss wanting to be put down so she could go and explore again. Why didn't he get it? “I’ll give you a tour after you eat.” Perhaps it was going to be more stressful than he thought.

~~~

Sarada just continued to pout. “Eat.” She turned her head away refusing the food. This wasn’t the stuff her Papa gave her, he knew what she liked so didn’t understand why he was feeding her with this gunk.

“I said eat.” Again she snubbed the food away. A vein twitched on Sasuke’s forehead. Hmm, how did parents make their children eat? The last he could remember was them cooing almost baby-talking to them and trying to encourage them to eat from the spoon.

I can’t believe I’m doing this…

“Here… here comes the food...” His cheeks were tinted red, so embarrassing. And he had to coo? Sasuke the avenger? It really was a good thing that no one else was there to witness this. Especially Naruto.

Sarada peeked an eye open, and while it wasn’t exactly the same she did remember Sakura doing the same thing.

Although his way could have been more encouraging. ‘Ooooh look Sarada, yums yums. Your Mama’s going to eat it all up if you don’t.’ Sakura would then pretend to eat it herself whilst Sarada would put her arms out wanting it. If Mama would eat it then it had to be good right?

That's how her little brain processed it. She giggled watching her Papa attempting to do the same so opened her mouth to be fed. It wasn’t the right brand but she was too hungry to care. Sasuke gave a sigh of relief watching Sarada finally take a bite and start to eat. “You really are a piece of work. You know that.” He stated when she finally, FINALLY finished her meal.

At least he didn't have any trouble afterwards.

All he got in response was an innocent smile.

~~~

“And this is my room. Since you’ll be staying with me.” It wasn’t like Sasuke had a cot for her to sleep in so they could share the bed. As long as he remembered she was there it would be fine.

She looked around, the room was very plain and there weren’t any other plushies. Sarada had plenty of them, so she wondered where they were.

And again there was no Mama.

Perhaps she was busy? For how long though?

Sasuke went to sit down on his bed, not really thinking. He had planned to only rest for a bit but didn't realise how sleepy he felt until his head hit the pillow.

Like Kakashi mentioned previously, taking care of a baby was a lot of hard work. Even different than looking after a cat, or dog or going out on missions.

That was going to be another thing Sasuke had to figure out. What would she do if he had to go on missions? Maybe Kakashi will let him bring her along for the easy ones. Would she even let a complete stranger take care of her?

“I’m not… tired…” he muttered with a yawn to no one in particular and dozed off. Sarada looked up at him noticing that he had fallen asleep. She was going to escape knowing sleepy time meant alone time but couldn’t move.

His arms were secured around her so she couldn't go anywhere much to her displeasure. However then Sarada let out a little yawn of her own so snuggled herself onto his shirt falling asleep.

Sarada woke up to the sounds of whimpering and sniffling. Rubbing her eyes she noticed Sasuke was in distress.

Papa was still sleeping but he had tears in his eyes.

Maybe big scary monsters were in his dreams. That always made Sarada feel upset and scared and it usually was Mama or Papa who comforted her.

She decided to do the same by placing her little hands on his cheeks. Almost like saying she was there and tried wiping his tears away.

Sarada would help fight the bad monsters. He seemed to calm down a bit more making her happy.

For a few minutes until...

A really bad smell hit Sasuke and he woke up.

“Did you just…” She gave him a grin and he groaned.

Well, it was only natural.

“I swear you're doing this on purpose.” He didn't even notice that he was crying earlier but maybe it was a good thing.

~~~

Sarada wondered if Papa cried often in his sleep. As far as she knew he never did in front of her, she slept in Mama and Papa’s bed plenty of times and never did Sasuke shed any tears. The only difference was there was no Mama.

Ah-ha!

That must be it she thought. Papa was missing Mama, that’s why he was crying. Yes, it all made sense now, but Sarada didn’t cry. She missed Mama sure but didn’t cry since she had Papa.

Maybe they got into a big fight and Mama hated Papa.

“Oi!” Her attention was brought back to the present. “Are you going to eat your food or not?” Well, he could have asked more nicely. No wonder Sakura wasn’t here. Sarada scrunched up her nose but ate the food anyway, she’ll be nice since he was obviously going through a hard time and she had to figure a way how to find Mama and bring them back together. Sarada had her own mission.

~~~

Sasuke on the other hand was tired.

It hadn’t even been a day, well not quite and he was worn out. No doubt taking care of a baby was much harder than a mission but he’ll be damned if he let Kakashi tell him so. His Uchiha pride wouldn't allow that.

“I should really name you.” He sat on the table in thought, Sarada was in a little high chair he used to sit on at her age. She sat in it the previous day but he never gave it much thought to how weird it was, to see another Uchiha… if that is who she was again.

The fact of how calm and trusting she is towards him too irked him. Something wasn’t right, or was but he couldn’t figure out what.

“How about Yui?” She only blinked at him in response.

“Maybe not, Riku?” Again nothing. Not that he really needed her permission on using a name but maybe a sign or something to how close it was to the original.

“This is going to be harder than I thought.” Who knew thinking of a name, one that would suit would be difficult? The baby just started sucking on her hand watching him curiously. “Akina, Emiko, Hanako?”

“Achoo!” A sneeze, tch.

“I’ll just call you gremlin instead. It matches you.” Gremlin? Well her father would also call her peanut so maybe it was something like that.

“Ag ag.” She smiled. Almost as if saying ‘I like it.’ What a strange baby. “I need to come up with something better.” Should Sasuke meet the parents in no way did he want to say that he named their beloved daughter gremlin but for now it will do. The rest of the day was filled with crying and tears, he had already changed, fed her and kept trying to give Sarada or rather ‘gremlin’ toys but nothing was working. She would stop, look at the item but then slap it away making him sigh.

What did she want?

Unless…

“Do you miss your parents? Is that it?” Of course, that would be it, you idiot. She has no idea who you are and is now realising her parents aren’t coming back.

If they would come back.

They must have left her there thinking she would be safer there.

So far Sasuke did have his own theories on the little one.

One, and as very unlikely that it was. There was another Uchiha out there but kept hidden due to Itachi. As far as the village knew the whole clan was killed but were they wrong? Could have someone escaped? Sasuke kept trying to tell himself that it was impossible, Itachi was ruthless, and cunning but looking at Sarada, he couldn’t deny there were a lot of resemblances.

Or maybe he was getting ahead of himself and wishing it was true. Because if they were out there he wouldn’t be alone. They might be familiar with each other and-

Sasuke shook his head, best not to dwell on it. Besides, it was unlikely he even cared.

The second was that maybe the father wasn’t around due to the massacre but the mother could still be. She might have had Sarada later and left her here to keep her safe. But even then, there was the matter of Sarada’s age.

The girl continued to wail and cry. Sarada thought by now Papa would understand that she was missing Mama and thus be able to take her to Sakura so she can help them. Just because Mama was cross with Papa didn't mean Sarada couldn't see her. Instead, however, Sasuke picked her up and cradled her instead.

“It’s going to be okay.”

She was caught off guard by that. He was trying to comfort her? Shouldn't it be the other way around?

Perhaps he was putting on a brave face and not upset her over the fact both her parents were fighting.

If that's the case she'll go along and be happy.

“Ah ah.”

Sarada placed her hands on his face to comfort him back.

~~~

“What do you mean Sarada's missing?!” Sakura yelled at the two men. She didn’t think napping for the day or at least until the afternoon would lead to this.

“Why are we here? We should go out looking for her, she’s probably lost and scared.”

“She couldn’t have gone outside.”

“Did you check? Sarada might have-”

“She wouldn’t, not unless she can reach the door. Everywhere’s sealed and there’s no way she would have been able to move that fast.” Sasuke already checked the house and other than the door everything else was locked.

“Besides,” Naruto interrupted. “If that were the case Boruto would have pointed it out or most likely followed after her but he’s still here.” That was true but where else could she have gone if not inside the house? Sakura didn’t want to imagine what could happen to her baby.

Is it part of a plan?

No, they would have noticed if that were the case and who would be stupid to try something in their own home?

“Then what happened, you can't expect me to believe she just suddenly disappeared? How?!”

“Uwaa aaah ah ah.” Boruto tried to explain moving his arms around as if trying to explain what he saw in front of his eyes.

One minute Sarada was there and the next, she was gone ever since she-

“He keeps doing all these exercises with his arms as if he's trying to tell us something but we're not sure what.” Sakura looked down at the smaller blonde watching his movements.

“He keeps shaking his fist and-”

“Fist? You mean Sarada's rattle?”

The two men blinked whilst Boruto let out a grin. Finally! Someone understood him. It wasn't like the action he did was difficult to understand for kids let alone adults so Boruto didn't get how neither of them got it.

“Wait rattle?”

“Of course, Sarada loves it. Although she doesn't really know how to play with it. You remember it right anata.”

“Ah, yeah...” Honestly, that thought never crossed his mind and how would a rattle make Sarada disappear?

“Don't tell me... you two just figured it out?” They sweatdropped and Naruto nervously chuckled.

“Hehe well, we were in a panic and uh-”

“How could a rattle make Sarada disappear?” Sasuke asked. “Yeah, what he said.”

“I don't know... but it's the best lead we got. Naruto you were the one who gave it to Sarada, where did you get it from?”

“Eh, me?”

“Yes, well it was a gift from you and Hinata. I've written it all down.” It was? “She has, Sakura wanted to make sure we 'thanked you' properly and jotted down who got what.” That earned a kick from his wife.

“Hah? I uh well... I don't remember giving her that... are you sure it was us?”

“Of course! It had your family crest on.” Family crest? But Naruto+ remembered everything he and Hinata got for Sarada. Mainly because it was Hinata who had an idea of what baby girls would want, although he did go overboard with the shopping.

Still, it was manly plushies, and a few other toys but no rattle.

“I swear we never-” Suddenly it clicked and he turned to look at Boruto who was sucking his thumb whilst holding onto Naruto's jacket with his other hand.

“Hey buddy, did you give Sarada a present?” He nodded in response which only made Naruto sweatdrop.

Of course, he did. Well, he saw his parents give Sarada presents so Boruto wanted to do the same and gave Sarada the rattle he had. But again neither really knew at the time how to use it. Both just ended up chewing or putting it in their mouths.

He made sure Mama cleaned it first though since she always would when it ended up on the floor before letting him use it.

“Boruto gave it to her?”

“Okay, and again how exactly does a rattle even make a baby disappear?” Sasuke was getting frustrated now. Their daughter was out there somewhere and could be in danger and yet here they were talking about rattles and doing nothing.

I mean really what a ridiculous thought.

“Well, that's the thing. It was way before we went out gift shopping for Sarada. Boruto wanted this cute rattle in the store and who were we to say no?”

“But the lady was saying all this weird stuff about it. How he needed to be careful otherwise 'you can be trapped in your past' I don't know, I didn't pay attention to all that. I mean it's just a rattle and Boruto is fine.”

“Then... Sarada could be in danger?” Sakura didn't care about the details, she just wanted her baby back and safe in her arms again. Sasuke yanked Naruto by the collar heading out the door, although he did his best to make sure Boruto wasn't in any harm.

“Instead of all this yapping why don't you take us to this lady? Maybe she can answer a few questions. I swear Naruto if this is some bullshit your dead.”

“Hey! Why am I in trouble? Do you think I wanted this?”

It really wasn't fair.

~~~

The next few days were gruesome as hell. It almost seemed like every day was something new. On the third, Sarada kept crawling away almost trying to escape from him. Especially when she would pout when Sasuke captured her. The next she was happily playing with his toys like yesterday didn’t happen and he was even playing along in case she would try to escape again.

And the next Sarada would refuse to eat anything.

Was she deliberately trying to annoy him?

As if that wasn't bad enough Kakashi let himself in again grinning away.

“I didn't think you would last this long.” Although he could see Sasuke was clearly struggling to feed Sarada with the evidence of the food being everywhere else, besides in her mouth. Including Sasuke's face. “What do you want?” Sasuke gritted out.

“Just giving a heads up, we have a mission tomorrow.”

“A mission?”

Oh crap! This was bound to happen but what was he going to do with her?

“You can bring her along, it's a simple mission. We'll be helping an elderly lady with her garden.”

That's it?

“If it's that simple, why couldn't Naruto and Sakura just go?” It would be a waste of time too, he needed to train not-

“Haven't you been babysitting her enough?” Kakashi piped in and then swiped the spoon away from Sasuke. He cooed at Sarada and her eyes lit up munching the food.

“Besides, I think she'll like a change in the company.” He spoke amused at how happy she was, Sasuke just tsked annoyed at how easily she befriended Kakashi.

“They're too loud, she'll be scared of them.”

“Now, now. You'll never know unless you try.” Sarada raised her arms wanting to be picked up, she liked this man. He was funny and she recognised him too. He was a friend of her parents although Papa didn't seem happy.

Kakashi picked up Sarada, baby-talking to her. As if she would be able to understand him, Sasuke thought pouting.

“Don't be jealous, I've had more practice than you with babysitting. I've had to deal with you three.”

What was that supposed to mean?

~~~

The alarm went off making Sarada stir and whine. Why did it have to be so noisy when she was trying to sleep? She could feel her Papa move slightly trying not to disturb her as he turned it off lightly groaning himself.

All of a sudden she felt him sit up and frowned. What was going on? They usually go back to sleep afterwards and she was far too tired to wake up. Sasuke looked down at her apologetically.

They had to get up early for the mission, Kakashi wouldn’t be there until later but told them that they could meet up and go on without him since the client was expecting them. She was a sweet woman so they wouldn’t have any trouble, although it may take longer given someone had to look after Sarada whilst the other two worked.

It would be ideal for them to take turns but he wasn’t sure how he felt about allowing Naruto and Sakura to look after Sarada. Would she be crying all the time?

“We’ve got a busy day ahead of us.” He placed her on the bed, her little head kept nodding off wanting more sleep but she blinked watching him move about the room finding some clothes for her to wear. He got some of his old baby clothes but decided to patch over the Uchiha fan. If he had to carry her out in the public eye, it would be better for them if she were an ordinary baby. Could pass off as her being on a mission. “Arm.” Sarada raised her little arm so that he could dress her yawning. It was a quick routine he got himself accustomed to and it helped that she wouldn’t be throwing a fit and just obeyed. Like she was used to it.

“And remember. If anyone asks, we’re not related. I just found you.” Which wasn’t partly a lie anyway, and not that he needed to explain it to her. How was she going to answer them, babbling words no one could understand?

Sarada flopped onto the bed when he was done, still completely tired and wanting nothing more than to snuggle into the blanket. It felt so soft, why did she and Papa have to leave again?

“You can sleep in the carrier throughout the mission, it’s not like you’ll be doing anything.”

Which reminds me, I need to pack her food too.

And probably some toys so she would be entertained. At least one of them got to have an easy day. Sasuke was the first one there. Of course, he was, the Uchiha felt a little ridiculous and embarrassed carrying Sarada out. People were staring when he walked by but as she was sleeping peacefully and cutely he couldn’t find it in himself to care too much. Now he had to wait for his loud teammates, just as long as they-

“Yo Sasuke!”

Perfect. He thought hearing the blonde scream running over to them. Sasuke checked on Sarada to make sure she wasn’t disturbed, she shifted slightly but other than that was still happily sleeping. “Sorry I’m late, I was oh!” Naruto noticed the small infant attached to Sasuke, who was slightly drooling and dreaming about food. “I thought Kakashi-sensei was lying when he told us you had a baby…”

Since when was Sasuke such a softy?

“Keep it down, idiot.”

“Who are you calling an idiot and I am quiet!”

“No you aren’t and you’re going to disturb her, do you want her to cry throughout the mission?” Naruto was about to retort but seeing Sarada stir slightly thought better against it.

“Okay fine, I’ll kick your ass later.” He half-whispered and yelled.

“Tsk, as if you could.” The boy hmped grumbling under his breath, restraining himself from starting a fight. He could be mature and leave the fighting for another day.

“So what’s her name?” Sasuke paused for a while wondering if he should say it and couldn’t think of any other names on top of his head to lie with.

“Gremlin.” Three, two, one.

Naruto burst out laughing and Sasuke again told him to keep it down glaring.

“Oh wait, you're serious?”

“How would I know her actual name?”

“I don’t know but you can at least call her something else.”

“Hmph, she likes it.”

“Oh yeah, because a baby really understands what their name means.”

“I didn't ask for your opinion.”

“Because you sound more stupid than me?”

“If you don’t keep it down I’ll-”

“Oh hey, it’s Sakura-Chan. Morning Sakura-Chan!” Sarada woke up then from all the arguing. Her eyes adjusted to the light, oh she recognised him. He was Papa and Mama’s friend who would often bring another baby over her age.

“Nice work dead last!”

“Hey, you were yelling just as much as me. This isn’t my fault.” Sarada watched switching her head over from one to the other when they argued. It was funny watching them and she clapped her hands giggling.

Then a familiar voice broke in. “Isn’t it a bit early to be bickering?” Sarada turned her head, eyes sparkling.

“Sorry, I tried to get here as fast as I could but-”

“Aaah ah ah.” The little girl raised her arms wanting to be picked up. Finally, Mama was here. Now she could help Papa with Mama and figure out why they were fighting. For now, though she just wanted a hug.

Sasuke on the other hand was not amused and was confused as to why Sarada kept fidgeting trying to get out of his hold.

“Stop fussing.” Sasuke tried to calm her down but Sarada kept fighting wanting Sakura to hold her. “Ah ah aam aam.”

“Uh, I think she wants Sakura-chan to hold her.” Naruto pointed although he didn’t know why but with the way she was holding her arms out, eyes pleading to the kunoichi it would be better than having her cry.

“Eh? Well, I don’t mind.” Sakura blushed and went to scoop Sarada up before Sasuke could protest.

“Aren’t you a cutie?” Sakura cooed nuzzling Sarada making her giggle in response. She was too adorable.

Mama's smell was comforting and relaxing but it was weird that again Papa tried to stop them from seeing each other. Did they really have a big fight?

“Fine, have it your way.” Sasuke tsked and stormed off annoyed at how eagerly and happy Sarada was with Sakura. Why did he bother looking after her?

“Oi, oi, oi. Don’t be a jerk.” It was odd how Sasuke was acting and Naruto turned to Sakura who was just as confused.

“Is he mad at me?”

“I don’t know, who knows what that bastard's thinking.”

“Naruto watch your mouth, she might pick up on it. The last thing we need is to upset her parents.”

“Ooops hehe, but I mean... she's just a baby. Does it really-”

“Yes! It does, you should at least try to watch your language when your around those younger than you.”

Shanarooo! Now Sasuke-Kun’s mad at us. Sakura deflated a bit but looking at the little baby who was now playing with her pink locks Sakura couldn't help but melt. Although, I guess I can’t blame him. She's so cute.

The words Kakashi had said before flooded her mind and she was starting to wonder if he had a point.

“Sakura, I need you to keep an eye on Sasuke for me.”

“Eh Sasuke-Kun? What for?”

“You remember the baby I told you about, I think he’s grown quite attached to her.”

“Is that really such a bad thing though?” I mean, if they were related did it matter if he did? Maybe she could help with the void of losing his parents?

...

Okay, that was a stretch but she didn't see the harm.

“Sakura. Do you honestly believe that she’s an Uchiha?”

“…”

No, not really.

“It's an unlikely possibility and even if they are related she can only be related to a certain someone.” Her eyes widen at what he implied.

“You don’t mean.”

“Itachi Uchiha, he’s the only living Uchiha besides Sasuke. I’m sure he’s aware of it but is either in denial or doesn't want to think about it.” And who could blame him? “If that is the case then Sasuke would only want to help her more right? I mean if she's his niece-”

“Then she's also likely in danger don't you think? Sasuke can't look after her, she needs to be safe and he's far too young.”

“I see... it's not fair. She might be the only living relative he has.”

“And she might not be related at all. Either way, you understand what I'm saying right.”

Sasuke couldn't keep Sarada and if he was attached like Kakashi-sensei said he was it would hurt. “Perhaps you could talk to him. See if you or Naruto can persuade him to let us take care of her. It's for the best.”

“Your asking for something really cruel Kakashi.”

“I know.”

Unfortunately, he was right and Sakura wasn't sure what to make of it. “We should catch up with him. Right cutie.”

“Ah ah.” Sarada nodded her head.

“Hey, maybe you can think of a better name than Sasuke bas- Sasuke.”

Well, they could at least make memories.

~~~

“Hmm, what about Mayumi?” Sakura suggested to the two boys as the three walked to where their mission was. Sarada was still playing with her pink locks, big eyes wandering and looking about the forest. A butterfly landed on her nose and she gave a little sneeze since it tickled scaring the butterfly away.

She laughed watching the interesting creature fly away in awe.

Sasuke said nothing choosing not to answer, it didn’t sit well with him how easily she got along with Sakura. The two just met as well. Noticing this Naruto decided to speak out. “Why Mayumi?” He asked.

“It was one of the names my parents picked out for me, so it’s the first one I thought of. It’s not like we need to overthink it, it’ll just be easier to have one for her.”

“Hey, it’s better than gremlin.” Naruto laughed looking at Sasuke, but he still said nothing. And instead tsked walking faster ahead of the two. The blonde frowned looking back at Sakura who had a saddened look on her face.

He couldn’t blame her, neither had an idea why Sasuke was acting this way. Although he had a hunch it just seemed out of character for him to blame Sakura for something she had no control of.

It was out of character for him to hate or be mad at Sakura like this at all.

He went ahead to catch up to the Uchiha.

“What’s up with you?” Naruto went in front to stop him from walking.

“What?”

“You, you’ve been acting more angsty than you usually do. It’s not because Mayumi prefers Sakura-chan over you is it? It’s not her fault.”

“I don’t care! They can do what they like and she’s not Mayumi!” Naruto was about to protest with the name but he nudged past him with his hands in his pockets.

“Why you-” He stopped mid-sentence realising both Sakura and Mayumi were looking at him in confusion. Little Sarada had one of her hands gripped on Sakura’s clothing whilst her other was in her mouth. “Uh… anyway Mayumi it is, what do you think?” The Uzumaki turned to Sarada, and she brightened grinning away and making small baby sounds.

~~~

“Boo!”

“Waah!” Sarada giggled and crawled over to the other side of the tree where Sakura was already and ‘scared’ her again. She giggled again crawling back to the other side of the tree.

Sakura had been looking after Sarada and keeping her busy whilst Naruto and Sasuke were working in the garden. It was quite a big one, including having a tree planted where there was a swing, since Sarada was far too young to try it Sakura thought of another way to amuse the girl.

‘Why don’t we take it in turns?’ Sakura suggested to the boys. ‘I’ll babysit Mayumi for a bit and then Sasuke and then you Naruto. And the other two can work on the garden so that one of us is still keeping an eye on her and we’re still working on the mission.’

Although it may take a while longer to finish the mission, it wasn’t like it was anything too strenuous than what they were used to and the old lady wasn’t able to look after the baby herself as it would be ‘too difficult’ so one of them had to keep an eye on Mayumi. Well, that’s what she says. When really she was busy entertaining her family who were visiting.

It was strange as they could have easily helped with the garden but they were all relaxing.

And unfortunately for Sakura Sasuke still said nothing to her the entire time, even though he was usually quiet he would still give his opinion or suggest a better ‘tactic’ but he shrugged and went on to do his part for the mission.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing around here?”

Sakura wanted nothing more than to punch the boy -the grandson- since he had been trying to flirt and kept bothering her when she just ignored him paying more attention to Sarada. Why was he acting as if he didn’t speak to her ten minutes ago? Alas, it would look bad for them so she bit her tongue and resisted the urge to give him her usual Sakura punch.

“Uhhh…”

“Your way too pretty to be a ninja.” He sat on the blanket Sakura laid out in front of the tree, at least they were kind enough to give them something to rest on whilst waiting. Except he was sitting way too close.

Sarada frowned at the strange boy who was acting excessively lovey-dovey for her liking when it should be her Papa there. She was in between the two on the blanket so she put her arms out to Sakura wanting to be picked up hoping he would get the hint and leave.

She did and Sarada clung to Sakura’s clothing giving him a look. “And you’re so good with kids as well, I’m sure you’ll make a fine wife.” Well, that didn’t sound creepy coming from a guy she just met. He ruffled Sarada’s hair.

“Bah!” Sarada removed his hand pushing it away with her small two hands huffing. First, he was trying to steal Mama away from Papa and now he was trying to take her away. Like that would work.

In Sarada's mind, she pictured an evil dragon trying to steal Sakura who was a Princess and her who was also a Princess away from the knight Sasuke and make him angry. Instead, however, the knight was able to beat the dragon and save Sakura and Sarada.

Maybe she did have a bit of imagination but Sakura did read her fairy tales when she was sleeping.

He didn’t think anything of it and put his on her head once more. “Bah!” Sarada again removed his hands frowning.

“Aww look we’re playing.” He cooed putting his hand on her head again. Playing? This wasn’t playing, he was annoying and kept making Mama extremely uncomfortable. “Bah!” Sarada gave him a ‘death glare’ as if that would do anything. It looked too cute seeing as she was a baby but Sarada had witnessed her Papa do it numerous times and figured she could do the same.

“Uh… she isn’t good with new people. She gets nervous when she meets someone new.” That was of course a lie, but it was obvious how annoyed Sarada was. Sakura blamed herself thinking she could sense her uneasiness, wasn’t there a saying that babies could pick up on emotions? It might have rubbed off on her.

“Ah my apologies, I guess she’s used to you.”

Not really. Sakura thinks curious now as to how and why Sarada trusted her completely. It really was weird now that she thought of it. She cooed down at her, smiling hoping it would be enough to calm her down but Sarada was still keeping an eye on the boy. “It’s fine, maybe you can give me some tips.” He got closer and… wait, was his lips getting closer too?

Why the little-

Sakura was fuming!

Inner Sakura was going crazy.

SHANAROOO! SCREW BEING POLITE! PUNCH HIM BEFORE HE STEALS OUR FIRST KISS!

“Baaah!” But was blocked when Sarada raised her hands to his chin. They were too small to reach his mouth but she was still able to halt him from getting closer. With that, Sakura was able to snap out of her trance and punched him.

Hard. It sent him flying to the other side and broke a fence.

“What do you think you’re doing? You can’t just KISS a girl WITHOUT consent!” Sakura was standing up still holding Sarada with one arm, who had a smug little look on her face. It even alerted the other two boys. It was then a mischievous idea popped into Sarada’s mind. Sure it was devious but it always worked with them anyway.

Sarada began crying and wailing and immediately Sasuke was by their side.

“What happened? What’s wrong with her?!” Naruto made a tsking sound. Muttering an ‘I don’t care my ass.’

“Sorry Sasuke-Kun it’s my-”

“It was you wasn’t it?” He turned to the boy who was just recovering from Sakura’s punch.

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Sasuke-Kun it was me! I mean I punch him so it might have scared her-” She tried to defuse the situation by getting between them. Sarada looked up at Sakura frowning, no she was uncomfortable and he tried to kiss her when only Papa can kiss her.

Why was she defending him?

“You wouldn’t have punched him without good reason to.” Sarada nodded her head agreeing with Papa. That’s exactly what happened.

“Ah… well that’s…” She knew she couldn’t hide the truth, but at the same time, Sakura didn’t want Sasuke to do anything extreme. Quite frankly she’d much rather do it herself.

“What did he do?”

“Um…”

“Sakura.”

“He… he tried to kiss me.” Sakura looked down feeling shameful. She knew there wasn't any reason to, but this was supposed to be a simple mission.

Why did it end up like this?

“He did WHAT?!” Naruto screamed. Although he knew he wasn’t one to talk given how he tried to trick Sakura beforehand but he knew better now. Sasuke saw red and lunged at him.

“Sasuke don’t!”

“If you touch her again-”

“Fine! I get it! It’s my fault, I apologise.” He tsked letting go of his collar and glaring down at him, besides the family was coming after hearing all the commotion so doing any more damage would only make them look bad.

“You’re not worth it.”

“What the hell happened here? You, kids, are supposed to be fixing my garden not ruining it some more!” Sasuke just shot them a look. “Then tell HIM to stop harassing girls. We’re done for today, let’s go.” Sasuke took Sarada from Sakura thinking she could use a break and Sarada peeked her head over Sasuke’s shoulder smirking at the boy.

Was it just him seeing this or did that baby hate him?

~~~

“Sorry, it’s my fault we’re in this mess.”

“Don’t apologise Sakura-chan. Even Mayumi-chan knew you were uncomfortable, that’s why she cried in the first place.” Wait, that was why?

“Ah, Naruto’s right. She can certainly stir up drama.” Sasuke said as Sarada tried munching on his headband, it was mainly to keep her entertained whilst they waited for Kakashi to deal with the situation.

“And besides we all know Kakashi-sensei won’t take crap from anyone.” Naruto piped in, and Sarada crawled over to Sakura handing her Sasuke’s headband. As if to make her feel better.

“Uh, thanks?” She looked over at Sasuke who shrugged. It was the thought that counts.

~Meanwhile~

“Oh? So are you saying my student had no right to defend herself?”

Yup, they were in real trouble.

#baby sarada's adventure #sarada uchiha #sasuke uchiha #sasusaku #why do I have too many WIPs

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delirious-donna · 1 year

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How do you think Kakashi would react to his s/o using their safeword for the first time? 💗

Panic.

It would eat him up, knowing that he had pushed you far enough to use it in the first place, to him it would mean he isn’t paying close enough to your body or signals. I have no hesitation to say he would feel a lot of guilt, and work damn hard to repair any damage done.

He doesn’t like tears, not if they are sad ones and it would hurt his heart to know he was involved in causing them. Yes, logically he knows that this is the exact reason you have a safe word but sometimes his head doesn’t rule his emotions.

Kakashi would spend an age holding you, ensuring your safety and making sure you weren’t hurt either physically, mentally or emotionally. Of course this is as much for him as it is for you. He would struggle to come to terms with what happened, needing a conversation about the events and what was the breaking point and why.

There could be a million reasons for using your safe word that would have little to do with Kakashi’s specific actions, for example, your emotions could be a little raw from something that happened at work, but he would always take the blame without question.

The man is a god at aftercare and these skills are essential right now, he would do anything you asked of him but it will take some time for him to come to terms with why you want to be held by the man that had caused you distress in some way.

Kakashi is hard on himself, more than he should and he deserves to know how much he is loved, unconditionally so.

(I love that man…)

#delirious answers #💗 anon #kakashi hatake #kakashi x reader #ugh this hurt my heart to write

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dark-elf-writes · 9 months

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Zkkakaksjsjajdjdjsjd this au is making me very happy rn.

Were you thinking of itachi and Naruto being the same age or just closer (and is sasuke and everyone still younger or are they aged up too?)

But either way, I keep thinking of itachi being this little genius far too aware of what life as a shinobi and heir to a major clan means. Him finding everything in this world predictable in its cruelty. At least until he finds a selfless little blonde hunched protectively over a hurt fox kit and flashing long fangs at two kids that were clearly trying to hurt it for fun.

This Naruto with whisker shaped scars instead them being jinchuriki marks. Scars over mute marks? I love that fanon idea so much but I honestly forgot about it for a while. So maybe?

RED HAIRED UZUMAKI BLOODED NARUTO WITH CHAKRA CHAINS IS MY LIFE YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND.

Kinda in love with this Naru looking just like his mom but having a lot more of his dads mannerisms? It’s just doing something to my heart (and probably Kakashi’s life expectancy)

If he had the uzumaki bite healing thing, do you think it’d work with Itachi’s eyes? That’d be interesting.

I would say Naruto a year or two younger than Itachi while the other usual suspects are the same age as normal.

(I’m also playing with the idea of them of course being spies in the Akatsuki but also playing both sides and working together to try and save the Jinchuriki)

Okay yes the eye question for the healing is important but what would it do for Itachi’s tuberculosis UNNAMED RESPIRATORY ILLNESS

Snnxndjshsbs Naruto who while more jaded still has a good heart under all that scar tissue and a weak spot for the underdogs. Naruto who made genin but was left in the dust because no matter how hard he tried to prove himself no one wanted to promote the monster. Naruto who is just as skilled as the ANBU (he runs circles around all but two of them after all sharp chittering laughs mocking grown adults as he eluded them yet again) but gets none of the perks. Naruto who feels one of the two chakra signatures that are kind and perks up.

Both of them who see someone like them. Someone that doesn’t fit in. Someone with a gentle heart in a cruel world. Someone who grew fangs and claws to fight back against that cruelty.

Itachi isn’t entirely sure why he confessed everything to Naruto. Why he told him of every horrible detail of his assignment.

He wasn’t expecting righteous anger on his behalf. Wasn’t expecting a clawed hand in his own offering to help so he didn’t have to do this alone.

(He still isn’t sure to this day if Naruto meant help with the ordered Uchiha massacre, help him run, or help him kill the mage and his advisors himself. He isn’t entirely certain Naruto knew either.)

They leave the village covered in blood. Naruto still cloaked in chakra that dripped with malice as he supported itachi with an arm around his middle. They were rogues now. Missing nin. They could never go back.

“Why?” Itachi gasped forcing them to a stop as he looked at the short boy next to him. So much power in such an unassuming package. The power to destroy entire clans entire villages if he wished. “Why help me?”

Naruto blinked, eyes still more red than blue as he cocked his head to the side. (It was hard to tell how much blood was on him with that wild mane of red hair.) “you were one of the only people who were nice to me, and you needed help.”

It hits Itachi then, how much power he truly has here.

Naruto doesn’t hate the village. (Or he does but that is not his driving motivation)

Naruto is following who he considers to be his only friend.

And itachi…

He will not be as cruel as the world around him. Will not throw that friendship back in Naruto’s face. Will honor it and return it tenfold.

He owes Naruto that much.

#the elf talks #naruto #Akatsuki Naruto #Naruto being fully willing to burn the world down for itachi and itachi being like… you know what yeah and being just as rude or die for nar #‘madara’ probably finds them soon after this

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poppy-thatcher · 1 year

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It Was Always You (Naruto Uzumaki) - Part 1

A/N: I sat down to write a Bokuto piece and lost the flow after a page... but I found a different flow. Don't look at me... I have no idea how the hell it happened either. My brain is mega-dumb. This piece kept flipping back and forth between Kakashi and Naruto too. But the Kakashi part of it just felt kinda blah. I'll leave the Kakashi stuff to @delirious-donna 🤭 So I'm only sharing the second part (technically the 3rd and 4th parts - breaking this into two pieces cause it got longer than I intended).

With Naruto newly stepping into his Hokage role, he's got no time for his once best friend. What spare time he was afforded, you found he'd rather spend with Hinata. You didn't mind as you managed to find comfort with someone unsuspecting... Kakashi Sensei. But will your previous Sensei be able to settle down with you like he wants to? Or will the fear of not being what you really wanted cause him to tear you two apart?

Warnings: Nothing major yet... Just (Y/N) being harsh with Kakashi for him breaking hearts. Also, maybe sorta painted Hinata in a not-good light. Sorry Hinata! 📖 Only proofread this once cause it's almost 3am and I'm holding my eyes open with all my might! 😳 Potential smut in the next chapter. Only if I can suck it up and be brave enough to push that pesky publish button and not turn it into something vague like I've been known to do. I'm chicken and don't want to disappoint you all!!!! 😭

“It’s just not working out, (Y/N),” Kakashi whispered under his breath as I was setting dinner down in between us.

“What isn’t working out?” I shyly asked, my heart pounding so hard against my chest that I was almost certain that he would be able to hear it.

I slowly sat down in the chair across from his at the dinner table.

“You and I. I’m trying really hard to be what you want, what you need,” his eyes refused to meet mine, “But I just… can’t.”

“Can you try and explain what it is you’re trying to be, what you think I need from you?” I asked, hurt, but trying to work through whatever insecurities he had swimming around in his head. I understood that this was the first solid commitment Kakashi had dared to attempt. I was more than sure it was something that scared him more than he would care to admit.

“I’ve… I’ve been sleeping with someone else.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh,” I quietly exhaled, “It’s why you wouldn’t touch me at all last week, why you pull away from my advances.” Realization finally dawned on me, being able to put a reason to the weird rift that sat between us, slowly driving us apart.

“Yeah, it is. I love you so much. And I didn’t want to do this to you. But I just… I’m not ready to play house.”

I was trying to keep calm. But the promised words that left Kakashi’s lips those many weeks ago rang in my ears. "I will never stop fighting for you to end up with me. Even if you eventually sleep with our Hokage, I will never stop imagining you being in my arms." Rage instantly filled my heart.

“You’re the one who didn't want me to go back home. You're the one who asked me to stay all those times,” I stated, getting louder with each of his previous proclamations, “You're the one who told me you were serious about us! Not me!”

He didn't say anything, his eyes never meeting mine.

I nodded my head and abruptly stood up from the table, my chair causing a horrid screeching noise from the force of my attempt to make a quick exit.

“Just sit. Eat dinner first. And then you can go.” Kakashi had the nerve to say.

I scoffed at his request

I didn’t say anything else. I grabbed my jacket and bag and left out the door, rushing to the nearby clearing that Naruto and I ways went to when life got difficult.

Tears were streaming down my face now, no doubt I caused quite a scene as I passed everyone in town. I wiped my face with my jacket sleeve and threw myself back into the soft grass, looking into the night sky.

“Fancy seeing you here.” I heard his soft tone say.

Instant panic set in.

I quickly sat back up but didn’t dare meet his eyes with my own.

“Yeah.” I meekly replied, trying to hide my voice breaking from the strain.

But he knew me better than anyone else ever could.

“What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” Naruto said, sitting beside me so close I could feel his warmth radiating off him in waves, almost making me instinctively lean in closer to him.

“Nothing,” I curtly said, trying to use my hair to hide my face.

Naruto wasn’t having any of that. He quickly straddled my lap, not putting his weight on me, as his hands found their way to the back of my neck, pulling my face to his to see the fresh tear tracks.

“What the fuck did he do?!? I’ll kill him!” he growled, getting angry.

He went to stand and I quickly grabbed for his wrists.

“Please, please just don’t do anything. It’s fine, Naruto. Really.” I softly spoke, wiping my eyes.

Naruto gently pushed my hands to my sides, slowly wiping my face with his callused, but soft thumbs.

“You’re always so rough with yourself.” He smirked, his eyes gently tracing over my face. “What’s going on, (Y/N)? Please don’t lie to me.”

“He broke up with me. Today. It’s fine though, Naruto. Please don’t do anything. I figured this would eventually happen. I noticed he was pushing himself away from me a few weeks ago. And he’d come home so late and just… ignore me. But it’s fine. Okay? I leave in a week to head to Suna to help Gaara train his Shinobi. I can’t let him down and have him dealing with my dramatic life issues. Gaara deserves the best.”

“He does. In fact, I told him that I would be accompanying you on this mission. Shikamaru is going to be the acting Hokage for the month we’re gone. He’s well equipped to handle it.” Naruto commented, his blindingly bright smile on display.

“Naruto…”

“Hokage’s orders. Besides, I haven’t seen Gaara since,” and his eyebrows knitted together as he attempted to think about when that was. “Wow, I’m not even sure. See, it’ll do me some good. Now come on. Come with me to Ichiraku so that we can pick up some ramen I ordered. And then I’ll walk ya home.”

“Doesn’t the Hokage have better things to do than escort one little, capable woman to her house?”

“I would walk with you to the ends of the earth before even thinking about any of my Hokage duties. You come first, you always have and you always will.”

I rolled my eyes and lightly smiled.

“And there’s the beautiful smile that should never leave that gorgeous face.”

I blushed at his comment.

“How’s Hinata?” I quickly asked him, changing the subject.

“I wouldn’t know.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “I told her I was in love with someone else. And before I even registered anything, she was in my face yelling at me about how she was glad because she was sleeping with Kiba. How she was just interested because I was Hokage.”

“Oh wow, I’m sorry.” I kept my eyes towards the ground.

“It’s fine, really. I tried really hard to not think about it, about you. But being by myself just felt easier than trying to move on.”

“I'm sorry.” I quickly said again.

“Sorry? For what?” he asked, placing his hands in his pockets.

“Putting you in that position. For leading you on. For being dumb and picking Kakashi.” I laughed at that last comment.

“I knew you had to. I knew you had to see where things went with him. I can’t ever blame or judge you for that.” he rubbed the back of his neck, “It’s Kakashi Sensei. He is pretty great, ya know?”

We made it to Ichiraku, walking in.

“Good afternoon Naruto.” Teuchi greeted, “your order is ready. It’s on the house tonight.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” Naruto said, pushing his money Teuchi’s way.

“Nonsense,” and Teuchi pushed it back towards Naruto, “I gotta give the Hokage a break every now and again. Besides, you’re my best customer… and it’s late. I’m sure you’re rushing to eat before you rest up and do it all again tomorrow.” And then he turned to me. “Good evening Lady (Y/N), what can I get for you?”

“Thank you, Teuchi. But I’ll have to pass...” I started but was quickly cut off.

“She’ll have your chicken ramen with extra nori. Can you throw in a few extra fish cake slices?” Naruto said, taking out his wallet to get the money he had put away earlier.

I glared at him and pushed his hand down.

“If you’re going to make me eat, then I’ll pay for it myself.”

“Nonsense, I just saved money from getting mine for free. The least I could do is pay for yours. You’ve had a rough night and I’m making you eat. Me paying seems fair.”

We bickered back and forth as best friends do, just like when we were younger.

“Nonsense to both of you,” Teuchi laughed, no doubt feeling reminiscent of our younger years, getting started on my order. “Lady (Y/N)’s food is on the house too. Any date of Naruto’s should be taken care of.”

“Oh,” I said, blushing. “Teuchi, it’s not…”

“Stubborn, that one,” Naruto laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and lead me to the bar seat.

I rolled my eyes and flicked his nose. He scrunched it and smiled at me, making my stupid heart flutter like crazy. Why on earth did my best friend still make me feel this way after everything that happened between him, Kakashi, and myself?

Teuchi packed my order to go and sent us on our way.

“You didn’t have to do any of that. Or this, for that matter,” I shoved my free hand in my jacket pocket while the other held tightly to my ramen order, “I can walk back home by myself.”

“Nonsense, (Y/N). You and I both know that wasn’t how the night was going to end.” He gently took my bag from my hand, leaving mine free.

I laughed at him and gently grabbed for his bicep, linking it in my arm, and resting my head against it. We got to my door and what I saw made my heart drop into my stomach. My smile immediately left my face.

“Well, you sure work quickly,” Kakashi growled, leaning against the wall beside my front door.

“Don’t start with that shit.” Naruto spoke, clearly agitated, as he stepped in front of me to guard me from view, “I ran into her and noticed she wasn’t being taken care of like you promised. This is just two friends having dinner together. This doesn’t concern you. And your rude ass comments aren’t needed or wanted.”

“If you weren’t the Hokage, I would give you a few choice words. Instead, I’ll just leave you to prey on my weak girlfriend.”

“Ex-girlfriend,” I growled back, stepping out from behind Naruto. “Naruto is my friend, first and foremost. You shouldn’t talk to him like that, regardless of his standing in the village. You're the one who fucked up, not him!” I said, rounding Naruto and walked to my door.

“(Y/N)...” Kakashi said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Can we talk about everything? I don’t want to leave everything this way. We’re still going to have to work together. I want this to end amicably.”

I cut him off, getting even more furious at the stupid words that kept leaving this man’s mouth tonight.

“No!” I seethed, “You broke my heart and my trust. You don’t get to talk to me like you care!” I said, grabbing my house keys.

Kakashi stepped at my side and took them from me. I looked up, our eyes meeting, and a stray tear slipped down my cheek.

“(Y/N)...”

“No… You promised!” And I completely broke down in front of him, “You told Naruto hurting me was the last thing you planned to do. You don’t get to treat me like that, to tell me those things, make me feel that way about you, only to tell me you didn’t mean to.” I brushed my tears away, “please give me my keys and leave me alone. I’ll be putting in a request to move mission teams when I get back from Suna. Because I can’t stand to even look at you right now.”

And I held out my hand. Kakashi looked to me with crestfallen eyes, looked to Naruto, uncertain, and passed them to me, leaving quickly.

I exhaled and rested my forehead against my house door.

“Hey,” Naruto softly said, his hand gently rubbing my back, “let’s get you inside and get some food in ya. We can cuddle on the couch and watch movies like we used to, yeah?”

I nodded, unlocking the door, and let Naruto in while I made my way to the kitchen.

I grabbed my tea kettle, filling it with water and placed it on the newly lit stove. I stood against the counter taking my thumb nail between my teeth, my mind running wild.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Naruto asked, coming my way and standing across from me.

“I’m just tired. Emotionally. Everything that happened tonight. It… it sucked!” I sighed, worrying about seeing Kakashi at a later time, Imagining how awkward it could potentially be.

“I know (Y/N). Trust me, I wish you never would have gone through that. You deserve so much better than that.”

“He told me he wouldn’t ever hurt me. He told me he would never stop fighting to get me to be with him! And then, like the idiot I am, I believed him! I picked him over you because he told me exactly what I wanted to hear!” I shouted, busting down and crying, sliding to the floor.

“Hey, I got you.” Naruto quickly crouched beside me, pulling me into his lap, and kissed the top of my head, “I’m sure he meant it. I’m sure he loves you, (Y/N). You’re easy to love. Everything must have just scared him. Some people aren't looking for something serious, and some people get scared when faced with something real and beautiful. I promise everything will work itself out.” He smiled, pushing my hair behind my ear.

I spun quickly and took his lips in mine. He acted quickly and weaved his hands into my hair at the base of my neck. I could feel the passion between him and I, begging to be set loose. But before things could get too much more heated, Naruto pulled away and kissed my forehead.

“I’m stopping you because you’re hurting and you just broke up with Kakashi Sensei today. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop sooner. But I’ve been dying to do that with you again since our last shared kiss.” And his cerulean eyes met mine.

“I’m sorry,” I shyly said, hiding my face from his view.

“Hey,” And he raised my eyes to meet his again. “You can kiss me any time you like.” He chuckled, making me join him.

“Thank you, Naruto, for always being there for me.” And I leaned my head into his chest, closing my eyes.

His heart was beating so incredibly fast.

“That’s what friends are for. Now come on and get up. The tea kettle has been whistling for a while now and the food is going to get cold if we wait any longer,” he stood up, gently keeping me tightly in his capable arms.

I nodded and kissed him quickly, his eyes widening.

I didn’t say anything else, I just let him push us both around my house while I tried to calm my erratic heartbeat down.

Part 2 - posting tomorrow. I'm dead tired. Goodnight you lovely people (Especially all 5 of you followers! 😘).

#naruto x reader #naruto x y/n #naruto uzumaki #kakashi #poppy stories #poppy x Naruto #kakashi hatake

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thehollowone16 · 5 months

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3 and 15 for the end of the year ask game!

Thank you very much for the ask!

This took awhile to answer because you made me reread my own writing, and I wanted to answer it properly.

3: Your favorite scene of the year:

Kabuto used up the rest of the sunlight walking aimlessly. He wasn’t looking to go anywhere in particular, but he ended up atop the Hokage monument, watching the sunset. He sat atop the Fourth’s head, not sure how he got there.

It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to be. No one was waiting for him back at the apartment. Besides, this had always been one of his favored spots, away from crowds, but allowing him a complete view of the village.

Kabuto did what he did best. He turned his attention to what he could control. After Lee’s surgery he’d help rebuild the village. From this high, it was easy to mentally map the damage the invasion of Konoha had caused. A trail of destruction with its origin in the stadium where the Chunin exams had ended. That had been Sasuke’s match against Gaara, hadn’t it?

Kabuto tapped his fingers on his kneecap. He didn’t like physical labor. He’d never been strong, especially for a shinobi. If it got him out of staying in his apartment all day though, helping with the repairs would at least keep his mind safely away from reality. After that he’d be back in his element. Spy work would keep him from ever needing to think again.

“Soon,” Kabuto said, leaning back. He took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. “Soon you’ll be out of here and you’ll never have time to think again.”

Kabuto sat back up, staring down at the village, biting his lip. “How do you do it, keep marching on like that?”

From this high the people were unrecognizable dots, like pieces on a game board. They moved in a kind of controlled chaos. Even so, Kabuto picked apart, and made mental notes of their movements, watching a few specific people and tried to figure out their routine. Some habits never die, Kabuto suspected he’d be inclined to automatically gather information until his last day. Several people moved like shinobi, leaping to and between rooftops.

Kabuto rested his chin on his hand, it was this kind of grandstanding that made him uncomfortable with Konoha shinobi. Well, any kind of shinobi really. So many of them were the kinds of people who thought they were the most powerful, important, person in any room they were in. That mentality ended with a bigger, quieter, fish eating them. Seven Chunin exams under his belt, and this was one of the few things about Shinobi he was certain of.

“Should I be more charitable?” Kabuto asked. He kicked the Fourth’s stone hair when he wasn’t given an answer. “Hm, quiet are you? I guess I can respect that.”

He should be more charitable. Maybe they were trying to convince the civilians that Konoha was still strong, maybe even strong enough that tragedy would never touch it again. It would be stupid for anyone to believe that. He’d yet to be convinced of Konoha's intelligence as a concept.

“You know, this isn’t a good exercise, it doesn’t take enough focus,” Kabuto said. Again, the Fourth’s stone head didn’t offer any good advice, bastard that he was.

Kabuto groaned loudly, laying back and staring at the stars. No matter how hard he tried to distract himself, his mind went back to Sasuke. Oh, he understood Kakashi not letting him anywhere near Konoha’s prodigy. It didn’t make it sting less though, not out of shame, or even the knowledge that Konoha still didn’t trust him. He’d be given ample trust in time.

No, the reason he was irritable was that he wouldn’t have the satisfaction of playing a part in keeping the boy from Lord Orochimaru. Kabuto knew he was clever. It was why he was worth being traded between factions. He was certain he could find a phrasing that would bypass the seal. There were, after all, many things he could say that would undoubtedly cause Sasuke doubt about Lord Orochimaru’s ability to give him the power to defeat Itachi Uchiha.

“I don’t think I’m that necessary though, not on that front,” Kabuto said, rolling onto his side so he could go back to looking at Konoha.

He doubted the boy would go for it. Sasuke may be unsatisfied. with the rate of his growth right now, but he had strong bonds with the people of Konoha. If Kabuto had someone look at him with the same expression Naruto had when he found Sasuke awake in the hospital…he struggled to think of anything that could convince him to leave them.

End scene

I generally don't like my writing. I'm trying to move to having more of a neutrality to it though. I wanted to pick a scene I'd enjoyed writing the first time and editing. Also not something too recent.

This scene is from LP 1. It's kinda the moment I started enjoying the story. I think I finally got into Kabuto's head a bit here. I still have a ways to go with writing him in a way I like, but this kinda had me thinking I might be able to enjoy writing him. More than just, this is a thing to write and finish. Something I could enjoy on par with my original work.

15: Something you learned this year:

This was also hard. I graduated college this year, moved halfway across the country twice, and began focusing on a long fanfic rather than original novels.

Writing wise? I'm kind of learning to enjoy writing again. I don't wanna say a complete process. I still can't reread most of my writing. It's lesser though. I can finish my own projects now, something I've struggled with for years. It's not about being perfect I suppose, not the first go around. I'm learning to edit, identify my issues rather than just cringing and restarting.

Fanfic helped a lot with that. Even if I'm the worst author to write Kabuto I'm one of hundreds. So it's easier to just go "ok I'll just tell the story I see here" than fixating on doing it the right way. Soo, kinda getting over perfectionism? Not there yet, and this isn't to say I haven't got to improve as an author but, maybe I'm getting there. Maybe someday I'll be able to release a piece and just be proud of it. Here's to 2024.

#ask game #fanfic #Thank You Allalright!#kabuto yakushi #snippet #Loyaltys price fic #perfectionism #writing troubles #naruto fanfic

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ironstakes · 1 year

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My plot plans and ideas for You Can’t Take it Back. Spoilers, much spoilers!

Topic: hermits, clans and Konoha

Someone, a wonderful person, in the comments mentioned clans searching for their lost members.

I love that remark and I actually have something planned around that from when I was plot sketching and so I’m happy people are already thinking in that direction! The idea came to me from canon and fanon and the countless fics I’ve read over the years, but in general people seem to accept that Danzo took more than a few clan kids. I wanted Kakashi, who was in Root in the anime (but not the manga if I recall correctly) to start looking into missing persons in the village after he meets Mumbo properly and then accidentally uncover missing children in connection to Root. This will obviously spiral into politics BUT I’m liking this idea for a few reasons.

I have a “Hatake revival” planned and blaming Danzo for the hermits popping out of the woodwork would be funny

It can be a great way for Kakashi to explain the variety of the hermits and I’m sure he’ll bullshit a reason as to why they aren’t trained

Blaming Danzo also has the benefit of giving me more wiggle room with Sasuke and more opportunities for his relationship with Naruro, and even with Kakashi. After all, they all are the last of their clans with newly discovered relatives.

This will let me add Tenzo and Sai in earlier than canon and that will be fun. Ren and Tenzo will be chill but if you stir in Tsunade’s waffling abt becoming hokage and some clan politics… yum

Danzo has canonically worked with Orochimaru for the Senju cell implants and stuff, so this will only increase Kakashi’s paranoia towards Xisuma and co. and we love good old assumptions causing misinformation

Danzo’s fusion goals and success are a great way for Kakashi to connect Xisuma’s (apparent) second in commands, Cleo and Jevin, to body fusion. I want Kakashi to come to the erroneous conclusion that X’s been collecting the hermits to take pieces of each of them to create the perfect body and that will add an entirely new level of horror and high stakes to the situation

The above will also make Sakumo seem even more evil and cause Kakashi more emotional problems, which I want

I hope to get more input and inspiration from people and discussions, other fanfictions, art, shower thoughts, etc. and I continuously tweak ideas until they are posted but these are the current ideas I’ve worked out.

Notes for the numbers

1- I’ll make a separate post for the Hatake revival idea

4- the senju clan politics problem is still very rough and I might not do it at all, I’m still workshopping and brainstorming for that and have not decided on which direction to go

6- Cleo and Jevin seem like second in commands bc they are players so they can do stuff that the naturalized hermits cannot, plus the naruralized hermits are in hardcore mode while Cleo, Jevin, and Xisuma are in regular hard mode. This means that Cleo and Jevin will tell the others to back up and let them handle the deadly/dangerous stuff and after Moon Big and emotional problems, the others are inclined to listen hence the appearance of a chain of command. Will also be a seperate post, will be moon big part 2 as they are connected

7- Sakumo isn’t evil, he made the best choice he could have with the information he had that Kakashi hasn’t come across yet. Sakumo’s reasoning ties in heavily with the Xisuma and explaining Kaguya stuff I’ve got going on, will also be a separate post for people who want spoilers

#hermitcraft #naruto #crossover #fanfiction #thoughtful rambles #you cant take it back #yctib #hcxnaruto #hermitcraftxnaruto

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butter--peanut · 2 years

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No Last Act this week, sorry folks! Still busily working away on it/getting pulled away by busy work. But in the meantime, here’s a little chunk of the draft. :)

Tobi’s voice was still his high, silly character voice, but now uncharacteristically soft. He didn’t want any of the rest of the Konoha nin to know that he was here.

Kakashi could now hear another Tobi in the middle of the clearing, saying hello to the group again and making Naruto groan. He had made a clone, then, and Kakashi had missed his moment to hurt Tobi while he was teleporting in.

He couldn’t tell whether the wave of relief or the subsequent guilt at said relief was the stronger emotion.

But there wasn’t time to introspect; Kakashi himself was under threat now that Tobi had noticed him. At this close-range, Tobi could easily attempt to strike him or teleport him somewhere. Kakashi couldn’t let himself be separated from the group, because without his information, everyone else here would be under threat.

He shifted the kunai in his grip to where it would be most powerful as an upward thrust. It was behind his body, invisible from Tobi’s eyes. Although Tobi had surely seen the kunai when he’d snuck up on Kakashi, there was some small speed advantage, at this close range, from an opponent not quite knowing the direction of attack. If Tobi attacked him, he could counter effectively in the moment that Tobi was permeable.

Watching him, Tobi made a small sound of dissatisfaction. Then he spread his hands outward, demonstrating no weapon.

“Don’t worry. Tobi isn’t here to fight.”

Kakashi tilted his head slightly in the direction of the clearing, where he could hear Tenzo’s increasingly exasperated orders for new formations. “Your actions say otherwise.”

“Oh, that’s not fighting. That’s fun!”

Kakashi would humour him for now. “Then why are you here?”

“Well, Tobi needed a breather, you know, because those students of yours are tricky. Cool formations that the wood guy made up for them. And I saw you here and thought, hey, the Copy Nin’s taking a breather too! Why not go leave our clones to play and get his autograph, because he’s such a celebrity really, with that fancy blue lighting and pretty fluffy hair and all the Bingo Book entries—”

“Are you trying to capture Naruto?”

Tobi did a double take.

“No way, Sensei. Jinchuriki-kun is gonna be just fine. See?” Tobi pointed to where Tobi’s clone was cheerfully continuing to dodge or slide through all his opponents’ attacks over in the clearing. “If Tobi wanted to take him, it wouldn’t be hard. He left lots of openings for the sort of attack Tobi could launch.”

Tobi was correct, as Kakashi well knew. If Tobi wanted to capture Naruto with his chains, he could do so. If he wanted to transport Naruto right to the Akatsuki base, into that cage that Kakashi had freed the last two Jinchuriki from, he could do that too.

It was also about the time, now, that Tobi would normally have stopped playing and started telling Sukea to get on with things and “be amazing” as per normal. So perhaps Naruto wasn’t the main purpose of this visit after all.

But if Tobi wasn’t trying to capture Naruto…

“Then you’re trying to stop us getting to Sasuke,” Kakashi said.

Tobi held up his index finger.

“Bingo! Well, stop temporarily. Put a pause on your paws.”

“Why?”

“Why not! Maybe Tobi just wants to help Konoha be stylishly late to the party. ‘Cos when you see him, it’s gotta be just the right time.”

“The right time for what?”

“Uh, uh, that would be a spoiler! You don’t tell your dinner guests what you’ll serve up to them on a silver platter later that evening. Well, Tobi assumes so. He’s never held a dinner party.”

“And you saw me here,” Kakashi said, ignoring the irrelevant parts of Tobi’s speech, “and realised I wasn’t underestimating you. I was planning to attack and was a danger to your plan. You decided to form a clone and distract me, allowing your own distraction to continue.”

Tobi tilted his head from side to side, as though considering that proposition.

“Yeah, nah, yeah, nah, yeah — not really. But points for effort! Don’t get me wrong; Tobi knows that you’re dangerous. Tobi hasn’t stopped being impermeable since he came to you because he knows you could kill me if you really tried, and Tobi wouldn’t want to do that to you, not now, not ever.”

He didn’t want to do that to Kakashi?

Tobi shrugged. “But really, Tobi saw that you weren’t enjoying yourself like Tobi was, and that took the fun out of everything. So, it’s time for the next stage of my plan, where I ask you a very important question.”

Tobi leaned in. He was close enough that he could attempt a close-range killing blow if he wanted to.

(Kakashi was close enough that he could try the same; slash the kunai up along his neck just as Tobi impacted him.)

But Kakashi didn’t move his hand, and Tobi made no move to hurt him either.

Tobi murmured. “Tobi needs your help, okay? And in return, I’ll bring you right to your old student, safe and sound, with my very special powers.”

#new recruit #bp shortfic #tobisuke #kkob #have to say I'm v proud of no way sensei xD

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depressedhatakekakashi · 6 months

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About the Kakashi retires at 14 Au, how do you think most of the things, like Naruto being a ninja... or not, would work out?

Also how would Kakashi and Naruto's relationship be? Would Kakashi tell him the truth (or parts of it) eventually?

It seems interesting for sure

I think the rule of not telling Naruto the truth would still exist (cuz Hiruzen) so Kakashi wouldn’t be allowed to Tell Naruto for the first 13 yrs of his life

After Hiruzen’s death he might approach Tsunade about finally telling Naruto, and i think given her connection with Naruto she’d choose to let Kakashi. It would be awkward and hard of course, but Kakashi would finally be able to sit Naruto down and tell him the truth

And of course Naruto would be upset he wasn’t told earlier, but Kakashi would be honest with him about why he wasn’t told and the barriers he faced, and although it would take Naruto time to understand and accept this he would

I think he’d leave the village pretty pissed at Kakashi Tbh so those three years of him training with Jiraiya are extra hard on Kakashi, but when he comes back it’s with a new understanding and the two of them can apologize to each other and talk it out and move forward

As a shinobi Naruto would still be pretty unpredictable since that’s his battle style (and a good mix of Minato’s genius and Kushina’s rashness) but Kakashi would also be training him as he grows up. He’s not going to let Naruto go out into the workd unpreppared. It’ll be hard (his fortee isn’t teaching chakra control, hence why he asked Ebisu for help there) but i think the two of them would get there with some damn hard work

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floralewrites · 1 year

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Hey, do you think Levi is impatent or not? If so, could you give me examples? (I sound like a teacher, sorry xD) I personally think he is patient, especially with the 104th (I haven't watched/read all of AOT, so I could be wrong. Please correct me if so) Was he impatient or frustrated when Historia refused to become a queen?

Hi anon. In my humble opinion it depends greatly on the situation. We must remember that people die horribly everyday at alarming rates in this universe because of Titans, so i’d say he does show bouts of urgency or impatience in certain instances where immediate action needs to be taken. He is a stable and composed individual and has a personality type that demands a degree of patience and discipline. So he’s fairly patient with the 104th, but let’s remember he’s training soldiers, he’s not a glorified babysitter so its understandable why and where he would show slight irritation if someone doesn’t do things accordingly. You have to think and act on your feet in this line of work or you die. No one’s life is guaranteed the next day. I think for the most part he is grounded and even tempered, he only gets annoyed where it’s warranted and you understand where he’s coming from with it. Levi has always been a tough love type of character. Historia needed to step up because lives were at stake. He understands it’s a huge burden to go from child to heir of the throne with a snap of the fingers, but he had to give her the necessary push she needed. Historia took to her role quite well in the end so it worked out. So to sum it up, no I don’t think he’s impatient but he is more of a doer than a speaker/thinker, so of course when the situation calls for immediate action, he’s not the type to hesitate at all. Impatient? No. Action oriented? Yes. His motto is literally to live without regrets. In instances where his decisions may present uncharacteristically rash, he deals with the consequences accordingly and is prepared for it. A lot of these “mentor” archetype characters, (Notice i said mentor and not parental figure) even though they may seem like parental figures, they are mentors first. So that’s your Gojos, Kakashis, Levis, Aizawas, etc Their first priority is to train the next generation of people who will save the world in these stories, so they have to be hard on them to a degree. While its a job that demands patience, which i think Levi has plenty of, they’re also in a position where they have to be hard on these kids to prepare them for cruel realities. The whole “parental” thing comes second. I think fans are too attached to the idea of these adults being second hand dads or moms to the minors in the story. They are mentors first and foremost. So the relationship they have with their successors is professional first, and nurturing/emotional second.

Manga spoilers below:

Spoilers of manga chapter 72/Anime episode 12 season 3, ahead:

Him being impatient with Erwin’s antics and trying to dissuade him. He’s lost too many people so he will definitely put you in your place if he deems your actions to be irrational, even Erwin wasn’t exempt.

This is chapter 71 anime episode 11, season 3: Him being very patient with Shadis while he explains himself while Hange loses cool.

So as you can gather, it depends on the situation. One’s demonstration of patience is very much situational and depends on the context.

Here’s some of his own quotes:

“What you need is to be quick to act, and make tough decisions in worst-case scenarios.”

“The lesson you need to learn right now can’t be taught with words, only with action.”

“This is just my opinion, but when it comes to teaching somebody discipline…i think pain is the most effective way.”

So he’s an action oriented character. He has a practical no nonsense approach to life. He makes immediate decisions when it’s required and makes sure its a decision he won’t regret. He’s very patient where it counts but isn’t the type to baby those he’s mentoring or trying to protect. So he won’t have the nurturing type patience of a parent would have towards children. He’s not gentle if that makes sense? More practical. But he is patient enough in knowing how to deal with his cadets.

#flor answers #anonymous #flor’s take 📌

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electrasev5nwrites · 2 years

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The Beast Within 3/9

On their second week of being a team, Asuma-sensei started getting them missions. They were grunt work, the kind of thing that fresh genin had to endure. Ino sniffed as she sorted through the offered scrolls, picking out a mission cleaning a river. “Asuma-sensei,” she said sweetly. She saw him note the mission in her hand and his eyebrows raised. “This would be a very good opportunity to work on water-walking, don’t you think? We could get the bits of plastic tangled in the driftwood.”

Shikamaru groaned.

“Do you know how to water-walk, Ino-chan?” Asuma-sensei grinned indulgently. He seemed more relaxed around them, although he’d been casual from the start.

“No,” Ino said innocently. “How remiss of me. Could you give me pointers?”

“You just want to see us fall in the water,” Choji accused ruefully. He flung a hand up over his face in misery. “Asuma-sensei, don’t listen to her!”

‘That would be a fringe benefit at best, dummy. I want to water walk. I’ve been a genin for nearly two whole weeks now.’

“If you fall in the water, clean behind your ears,” Ino said sweetly. She blinked big doe eyes up at her teacher. “Littering is terrible. That’s what I care about.”

“Of course it is.” Asuma-sensei plucked the scroll out of her hands and winked at her. “Return those others. We have to protect the environment. God forbid Kakashi was left to ensure the integrity of our waterways.”

Who?

Well. She didn’t care that much.

Ino cheered as she brought the rejected scrolls back to the left hand side of the mission desk. The chuunin accepted them as Asuma-sensei strolled over to the right side and started signing off on the paperwork. Ino went outside and bounced in place, stretching her arms one at a time. Her teammates slunk out to join her. Choji gave her a side-eye.

“Ne, Ino-chan,” he started. She gave him her full attention. “Why do you push so much? Asuma-sensei is teaching us what he thinks we need to know.” He looked away from her, uncomfortable with confrontation.

She hummed and interlaced her fingers. “I want more,” Ino chirped. “I always want more.”

“Pain in the ass,” Shikamaru muttered. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky. “We could just not, you know. There’s no reason to go harder than we have to.”

“The reason is that I don’t want to die as a genin,” Ino said pleasantly. She gave him her sweetest smile. It was mostly wasted since he didn’t look at her. “Don’t you ever think about how fragile you are? You’re very breakable. Anything could happen, you know.”

Shikamaru scoffed. “We’re twelve,” he rejected. “They’re not going to make us do anything dangerous for years and years. By then, we’ll be better than everyone else.”

“You can’t just wait for skill to happen to you.” Ino felt her eyebrow twitch. “It’s not a prophecy. It’s hard work.”

Shikamaru gave her an infuriatingly superior expression and didn’t answer. She felt her hands curl into fists.

‘I want to smack the smug right out of him. I can’t stand him sometimes!’

“Maybe it won’t be that hard.” Choji looked out into the city contemplatively. He pulled open a bag of chips without even looking. “If every average genin can do it, it probably isn’t that hard. And once we have the foundational skills, we can relax more, Shikamaru.”

“Once we have the foundational skills, we should-”

Asuma-sensei stepped out and cut Ino off mid-scold with a grin at Choji. “Once you have water walking down, you’ll definitely deserve a treat!”

Choji beamed back. “Take us out for lunch!” he suggested.

Their teacher snorted. “I doubt you’ll get it down before today’s lunch. But eventually, sure.”

Things started off fine. They got to the river. Asuma-sensei gave a demonstration and a short explanation about how water walking was different from tree walking. And then they were off!

By that, Ino meant that she walked in the shallows, occasionally managing to walk on the shallows, and picked up trash. Choji trudged dutifully through undergrowth and occasionally waded in for something. Shikamaru made a series of mournful expressions, put a foot through the surface of the water, and made a face like a wet cat. Then he sat down cross-legged.

Ino shot a glare at him. “Move it, lazybones!” She shook her trash bag at him. “The rest of us are working here.”

“Ah, I’m not really working,” Asuma-sensei said, amused. He ignored Ino’s glare from his perch on a branch overlooking the river. “Mind your own business, Ino. He has time to work on his share of the job.” He took another drag of his cigarette.

Ino felt her hackles go up at being told to mind her business, but the stern quality that Asuma-sensei inserted into his voice at the end reassured her that he wasn’t going to let Shikamaru do nothing.

She focused on her own work, balancing the actual mission and water walking. She was getting it! Her steps were getting steadier and breaking the surface less. Ino started to feel confident. She grinned as she speared a floating bottle and shook it off the stick into her trash bag.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shikamaru suddenly stand. She watched him walk into the river- no. Onto the river. He didn’t so much as make a splash or falter. He walked into the center, made eye contact with her, and smirked. Then he made an unenthused attempt at picking up something floating in the water.

‘He let us pick up the slack with the actual job and just thought through how to water walk based off of one failure? It’s not fair. It’s really not fair. I’ve been actually working.’

She remembered their conversation earlier, where she’d tried to convince him that he would actually have to work hard.

This was why he thought he didn’t have to. He was so insufferably smug because things were just that easy for him.

Ino felt irritated. She acknowledged it. And then she pushed it down and away because it was unhelpful. “Good job,” she said magnanimously. “You can get the things in the middle, then.” She stabbed her next target that much harder. This was fine.

“Feh.” Shikamaru dismissed the idea, but he kept at it. The hint that sensei would disapprove if he slacked too much apparently held some weight for him.

‘He never cares about what I have to say.’

At the end of the day, they had roughly even bags of trash. Ino had a shaky mastery of water-walking, and a hefty amount of poorly disguised irritation that Shikamaru had gotten it down so easily. He hadn’t stumbled once.

By contrast, poor Choji hadn’t gotten very far. His ankles were soaked and his body language was morose as they went back to the tower to report their mission completed. “I didn’t get it at all,” he groaned. His sandals made wet slaps against the pavement. “Why are you guys so good at things?”

Ino blinked and frowned. Why was he including her in that?

“They’re ahead of the curve,” Asuma-sensei reassured. He put a hand on Choji’s shoulder. “It takes most people a few days to master water walking. And even then- once you have it, it won’t make any difference if it took you one hour or one week to master.”

“...I understand.” Choji held himself a little bit higher.

Bemused, Ino tilted her head and examined her teacher’s back. Was that right?

‘It’s probably true,’ she thought. It mollified her bruised ego a bit. ‘Shikamaru is a genius, and I have really good chakra control.’

“Sensei, do you have time today to supervise me?” Ino asked. She tapped her fingers against her hip, full of unspent energy. “I want to work on that earth jutsu.” She ignored the way that both of her male teammates rolled their eyes.

“Ino-chan, I need to rest sometimes,” Asuma-sensei said. He reached back to ruffle her hair. Ino dodged expertly. He laughed at her under his breath. “Tomorrow, okay? I have other commitments tonight.”

Ino pursed her lips. “...Thank you,” she said, a little grudgingly. She really wanted to work at it. She was so close to working through the fundamental logic of the technique. There were no other options for appropriate supervision, though. Daddy was too busy with work.

She went home, dissatisfied with her day and the progress she was making in her career. Ino flopped down on her bed and looked up at the ceiling. “It’s not enough,” she muttered. She dragged her pillow onto her stomach and hugged it. “I’m not improving enough. I want to be a department head in a decade. I don’t have time to do anything but excel.”

Without her conscious thought, her gaze drifted over to her dresser. Her eyes glazed without focus, boring through the thin panel of wood hiding the secreted scroll from sight.

“Would it really hurt to look?” Ino asked herself. She tightened her grip on the pillow. Summons were a huge boon. She might learn something just from reading the scroll, she told herself. Ino levered up to a seated position and fought to balance logic and her desire. She wanted to- she really wanted to read the scroll.

‘I will,” she decided. Her chest fluttered with excitement the instant it was decided. ‘If it was in the clan library it has to be useful for Yamanaka. And besides, it’s clan history! That’s worthwhile on its own merits.’

“Ino!”

She nearly jumped out of her skin. “Yes, Mama?” she called back. Ino tried to calm her racing heart.

“Dinner is ready! Could you get your father?”

Ino tossed the pillow aside and stood up. “Okay,” she hollered back. “Love you!”

She would look after dinner.

#electrasev5nwrites #electra rose halloween 2022

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detectivestucks · 3 months

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A Jealous Hokage VIII

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Summary: Your work week continues to be a struggle as Obito becomes too busy to keep you company. Kakashi stops keeping his distance, infuriating you.

Warnings: NSFW, Hate Sex, Unprotected Penetration, Slut Shaming

Word Count: 4.5k

Part 7

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You watched Obito leave your office and with him he took all sense of comfort. You knew he was busy today so you’d be on your own with Shiho. The shame you felt, seeing your budding career fall to the ground and get stomped on was all consuming. You had a hard time motivating yourself to work on your project. Usually you were just driven. You didn’t have to think about working hard; it was second nature.

Today was a different story. You thought about quitting. Rejoining the field but you need to finish this project first. The village and the Anbu were counting on the intelligence your team was providing.

It was a little harder than usual to collect everyone’s assignments. Some of the intelligence officers opted to not complete their parts of the project, trying to leave you to finish their work.

“Surely the Hokage won’t mind if you let this one slip.”

You quickly retort that “It’s not about what the Hokage wants from us, it’s about what the village and our fellow shinobi need from us.”

Some of them felt bad and took back their incomplete tasks, others just laughed in your face knowing you’d be up all night doing their work for them. You scowl at them and storm away.

I’ll be sure Obito pays these three a visit.

It still hurt though. Last week every member of your team would have done a backflip had you commanded them to. Now you were lucky to exit the room without someone making more moaning sounds.

As much as you wanted to hide out in your office again today, Obito wasn’t around to bring you lunch. He had given up enough of his time helping you. You would have to go to the lunch room and get it yourself. You asked Shiho to come with, but she had a meeting to go to.

“Sorry, Y/N. Want to wait till I come back?”

“I can’t, I have a meeting of my own when you’re done.”

You had to suck it up. It’s not like you could hide forever. Maybe it will go better than it did on Monday. They got all their jokes out and Obito left a trail of bruises behind to discourage them from making more...hopefully.

Shiho gives you a worried look before you leave the office. Upon entering the lunchroom you take a deep breath and without making eye contact with anyone, you step in the long line to wait to order your food.

You stand there looking at the ground. Determined not to lift your face and open yourself up to conversation when a man strides up to you and begins to play with your hair.

“Ahh the Hokage’s golden girl graces us with her presence. Where’s your guard dog? Hmm? Did you give him the day off?”

You glare at him while wishing your ninjutsu was invisibility. Some of the nearby conversations cease to eavesdrop on you and your uninvited comrade. From across the room Kakashi stopped his own conversation, looking around to see why the room’s volume dialed back. When he saw you standing with Aoto, he looked over intensely.

“It makes me wonder, what could be so remarkable about that pussy of yours that you can keep the entirety of Team Minato under your thumb?”

You feel the heat rise in your face. You were both furious and extraordinarily embarrassed. You wanted to knock his teeth out of that smug mouth and after, turn into a puddle and wash down the floor drain beneath your feet.

“Mind if I take a turn and find out?” he says, reaching for your cheek.

Kakashi moved so fast you blinked and suddenly he was behind Aoto.

“Touch her again. I dare you.” he hisses, tightly gripping the wrist of the hand that was about to brush your cheek.

“My-my, if it isn’t our fearless leader here to claim his prize.”

Kakashi twists Aoto’s wrist behind his back, causing his face to crinkle in pain.

“Kashi, people are staring!” You whisper urgently.

“Yeah, listen to her Kashi” he says, mocking your pet name for him through gritted teeth.

Feeling guilty for further embarrassing you he lets go.

“See you later” Aoto whispers to you with a wink, strutting away with his friends.

Kakashi inspects your face, “Angel are you okay?”

“Kashi, he only touched my hair.” you say as he feels your cheeks and neck which are flush with embarrassment.

You were painfully aware of how many eyes were on the two of you. Kakashi didn’t care. To him the room was empty. He hugged you right there in the middle of the cafeteria for everyone to see. You buried your face in his chest not wanting to see a single eye as they gawked at your relationship. He kissed the top of your head before letting go. Instead of returning to the conversation he abandoned, he slid his hand around your waist and finished waiting in line for your food with you.

Upon receiving your meal Kakashi turns to escort you to your office when a former classmate of yours, and fellow intelligence officer, came running up to him.

“Lord Sixth!”

“Yes, Jozie, What is it?” he says, keeping a firm grip around your waist.

“I hear you’re looking for new candidates to fill the position for Head of the Intelligence Department.” she says with a snide look in your direction.

You look at the ground, no longer feeling hungry. Kakashi’s face became stern.

“I hope you didn’t come to tell me you wanted to throw your hat in the ring.”

You were shocked at his reply. Kakashi was always so polite, even when addressing enemy shinobi. Your mouth fell open along with Jozie’s as both of you stared up at him.

“Our most recent candidate knew 27 languages, completed 16 S rank projects, 117 A rank projects and has been requested by name to assist on intel matters in both the Hidden Sand and Hidden Cloud. Last I read your file, you knew 6 languages and exclusively worked on B and C rank intel projects. It would be a severe step down if we were to take your application seriously.”

His response had you gobsmacked. You never knew Kakashi to be so cruel with his words. You’d be lying if you said your nipples didn’t stiffen hearing him come to your defense. He was so cool and collected while viciously tearing into Jozie for her disrespect.

Steering you by your waist, Kakashi walked you out of the lunch room and down the hallways to your office. Your body obediently following his lead as your mind reeled from what you just witnessed.

“I’m done keeping my distance Y/N. I’m not going to sit by and watch them disrespect you. I know it’s the last thing you want and I’m sorry but I can’t do it anymore.”

Kakashi wasn’t sure where your relationship stood but it was irrelevant. He loved you and you could hear the sadness in his voice as he spoke.

“I made this mess and I’m going to fix it. I don’t know how, but I will.”

When you reached your office he stopped at the door. You walked in and put down your food. He began to walk away when he heard you whisper, “Kashi?”

He turned around to see you in your office doorway. You looked sheepish, not sure how you felt about your relationship but certain you didn’t want him to leave.

He rushed over to you and hugged you like his life depended on it.

You could feel him pour all of his regret into the embrace. You could feel how he loved you. If you weren’t cried out from the past few days, you were sure you’d have wept a few tears but the most you could do was softly hug him back.

“Thank you for the soup.” you say in the most musical whisper Kakashi ever heard. “...and the flowers.”

He hugged you even harder. Willing himself to speak, to apologize, but he lost his voice. He didn’t know how to say to you how much he regretted what he did. He didn’t know what words to say or how to form them with his mouth. All he could do is keep hugging you till you let go.

You separate and look up into his eyes. It killed him to see how broken you were and similarly it hurt you to be reminded of how much he loves you. His face said everything his mouth didn’t. You wanted to forgive him. You wanted to make it work but the most you could do was give him a small hug and a squeeze of his hand before heading back into your office.

Sitting at your desk, you could barely put two thoughts together before your mind wandered back to Kakashi and the way he came to your aid in the lunchroom. You found yourself drooling at the memory of how he told off Jozie and how swiftly he appeared behind Aoto. The thoughts were distracting. Generating an ache between your thighs. You quickly realized you weren’t going to get any work done in this state. You had a big project to focus on. There was no time for these mental roadblocks.

Screw it. It’s not like I didn’t already lose the promotion.

You slam your fists down on your desk and head for Kakashi’s office. You had an itch he needed to scratch. Similar to an earworm you need to get out of your head by listening to the entire song.

Standing in front of his office door you begin to breathe heavily through your nostrils bringing yourself to knock before you enter. You stride in, eyes scanning the room to make sure you were alone before locking the door behind you. Kakashi’s eyes widen, shock causing his body to go lame. You stride up to him and tear down his mask.

“You.” You say with a disgusted look as you straddle him in his chair.

“You have some nerve. Bringing all this scrutiny down on me and then playing hero when you see everyone respond the way I warned you they would.”

Kakashi’s mouth fell agape. Deeply confused by your attitude whilst straddling him. You start to push yourself against him.

“Coming to save me from your own doing.” you snarl into his ear as you begin grinding on his thigh.

“Holding me in public.” you nip at his ear lobe.

“Kissing the top of my head like I’m something precious to you.” you kiss his jaw.

“Telling off Jozie” You paw at his chest. Rutting against his leg viciously, needing friction.

“Disrespecting my need for space.” Your hands rake through his silver hair as you finally lunge for his mouth. It was at this moment that Kakashi’s paralysis finally wore off.

His hands lept into action, ridding you of your shirt and bra while you tore off his uniform.

He kissed down your neck and shoulders while unfastening your pants, stripping you naked in his office, in the middle of the work day. He laid you down on top of his desk kissing you with every ounce of passion he had. His back hunching over to meet you where you laid.

Your heart threatened to burst out of your chest. You were so mad at him but you craved him, ravenous for the way he mishandles you. Your legs needily wrap around his waist. His unclothed erection pushing onto your already wet folds. You feel him shudder at the impact. It satisfied you to know how desperate he felt for you. How badly he missed you. How excited he was to touch you again.

He didn’t care if you hated him in this moment. He’d make you forget why you were mad. He’d make you remember how much you need him between your legs. How, even now, your body craves him. He’d make you remember.

He had to.

You arch your back off the desk, pushing your breasts up against his chest while your fingers grip at his back pulling him down. You didn’t care that you were at work. You didn’t care if anyone heard you. You didn’t care anymore. You need him to rid you of this awful ache between your legs. And you need him to do it now.

Locking your lips on his, you push your tongue into his mouth, not asking permission. He gladly lets you in, opening wider to give you all the access you crave. You moan as your tongues entwine while rutting against his exposed length. He involuntarily groans as he collapses on top of you. Everything he needs is right here beneath him. It’s you. Just you. He needs you.

You continue rubbing yourself against him till he finally angles himself so that he slips in. Your lips break free of his as you gasp at the intrusion. It was exactly what you had been craving. Nothing felt better than when he stretched you in the way only he knows how.

“Ah, fuck!” you cry out as he begins stroking. One hand grabbing behind his neck, the other running through his hair. You begin to berate him.

“Selfish prick. You had to make sure the entire shinobi world knew I belonged to you, huh?” You feel how his swollen head deliciously pulls at your walls with each retreat. “I bet you loved seeing the looks on everyone’s faces.”

“I did,” he sneers. “Every last one of them was envious of what is mine.” Punctuating the last word with a particularly harsh thrust, you groan from his hips meeting yours.

“Taking away 5 years of my hard work just for your own fuckin greed.” you hiss at him before he bottoms out, “Ah!”

“Can you blame me?” he grunts, continuing to thrust into you at an unrelenting pace. “Looking like a damned dream in that black dress. Teasing me and everyone else with your cleavage out. Taunting me with that sexy slit. Whimpering from the vibrator. Wearing my cap! Marking up my back! I still have the scratches there to remind me of your sweet cunt!”

He loses himself as he remembers the evening. His thrusts become violent as he recalls his favorite memory of you. Stifling your moans in the coat closet, strappy black heels by his face, rug burn on your back, the dress pulled down and bunched around your waist. He can picture it now.

“I can leave more scratches if you like it so damn much” you snarl as you dig your claws into him, causing him pain. But he didn’t care. He deserved the pain. He fed into it, needing to be punished by you. He felt desperate as he began stroking harder. Yearning to please you. He pulled his face back, seeing the fire in your lust-filled eyes.

It was maddening to not touch you the way he wanted to these past few days. He hungered for you. He craved your touch and attention. Icing him out was the worst punishment you could have given him.

He grunts with every snap of his hips, not realizing his own volume. His inner wolf bubbling to the surface. You loved when he caved to his animalistic traits. You fist his hair as you throw your head back. Eyes screwed shut from pleasure. A chorus escaping your mouth as his hips roll into yours.

Sweat begins to bead up and roll down his gorgeous chest, collecting droplets as it rolls down to where your bodies join. The warmth of your insides doing heavenly things to him. He could feel his mind short circuit as he repeatedly buried himself inside of you.

The two of you grew loud, so caught up in your lustful passions that you both completely forgot where you were. Obito was headed to Kakashi’s office for an update. As he turned down the hall he heard the unmistakable sounds of your lovemaking. His heart shattered at the sound. How could you make up with Kakashi the day after he cost you your career? He lost to Kakashi again. He wanted to be the one making you sing. The one bringing you pleasure. He stormed out of headquarters, feeling oxygen deprived and in desperate need of air.

Too lost in Kakashi’s arms to care about how needy you seemed, you whine and paw at his chest. He began to growl, his dark eyes taking on a dangerous glint. As much as he wanted to keep looking upon your face he wanted to be deeper. He lifted you off the desk, holding one of your legs hostage in his arms while the other foot found the floor. He slid deeper into you, pushing against your diaphragm, knocking the wind out of you. Definitely reaching that itch you so desperately needed him to scratch.

Your loud moans, broken up by his thrusts, fill his ears with music. His arms hold your torso against his, pinning you against his chest alongside your leg. Thanking the gods for your flexibility as your sweaty bodies push together. You begin biting down on his collarbone. Panting into his skin. About to spiral into an orgasm. His animalistic grunts became more frequent, resonating from his chest with each stroke.

“That’s it baby, fuck this pussy. Fuck me like the bad boy you’ve been.”

Lost in passion, he can only grunt in response. Your juices soaking his base and balls, dripping down your legs.

He spins you around and pushes your chest down on the desk, taking you from behind. He rams into you so hard you feel the bruises form on the front of your thighs. He grabs you at the shoulders, making sure he bottoms out in you with every intrusion. Already on the precipice, this new angle had you toppling over the edge. Eyes rolling back, spasming under his grip, he was too far gone to notice how you came undone.

Chasing his own high inside your walls. He was so close. He lifted your leg onto the desk. You screamed at how deep and how rough he bullied into you. Your mind turned to mush as all the blood left your brain and pooled in your cunny. The athletic stamina of his continuous pounding turned you to a babbling mess. Your anger subsides for a moment as the waves of pleasure wash over you again. Shaking and milking him. He exploded inside of you. The sounds of his orgasm filling the room.

As soon as he was done emptying himself inside of you, he collected you in his arms, pulling you into his lap as he sat down on his desk chair. You nakedly curled up in a ball, feeling chilled from the sweat rolling down your arms and back. You used his body heat to keep you warm as you nestled your head under his chin.

He squeezes you tight, inhaling your scent. Memorizing it so he can dream about you tonight. He felt his seed leak out of you and onto his thigh. A satisfied shiver ran down his spine.

The two of you sat there for nearly twenty minutes. Just existing in each other's arms. You sat there for so long that the sweat on your skin dried and turned into a salty residue.

Realizing you have a meeting to get to soon, you take a deep breath and crawl out of his lap. He rummages through his desk and hands you a tissue to clean between your legs before you redress alongside him.

“I’m still mad at you.” you say to the floor

“I know.”

“Just so we’re clear.”

He swallowed before replying, “crystal”

You quickly redo your ponytail, smoothing the sides as you tighten the elastic. You smooth out your top and wipe the corners of your eyes to make sure there was no runny mascara.

Kakashi approaches you, hand pushing against the small of your back, pulling you into him, thumb brushing your lip, eyes boring into you. You feel your heart skip a beat.

“Stop that.”

His brows furrowed with a questioning look.

“Reminding me how much you love me. It just makes all this hurt more.”

You turn your face away from him, pushing your hands against his chest as you pull away. You slip on your shoes and stride over to the door, unlocking the knob.

You pause before you open the door. Tempted to say something but you couldn’t bring the words to your lips. Instead you let out a deep breath and leave his office in silence.

You reach your office and quickly gulp down your food. You snatch up your notebook before rushing off to your meeting as Shiho returns from hers.

With shocking clarity, you hustle through your meeting. Finding your drive and your confidence once more. You commanded the room. Anyone who tried to snicker at you found themselves caught under a deadly glare.

“Do you have something to share?” you would snap at them.

You would have never been ballsy enough to ask that question mere hours ago. With only two days left till your project was due, you finally felt back on track.

However in the back of your mind, you were still wondering what you were going to do after the project was over. No longer seeing room for growth in intelligence, your mind wandered back to your idea of rejoining the field. Get out of the stuffy office, away from all the scrutinizing eyes of your comrades and away from Kakashi. You decide to talk it through with your cousin Ino at the end of the day.

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“I don’t know, Y/N. Are you sure? You love what you do and you’re really good at it!”

“I used to love what I do.” You say ashamed, looking at the floor. “Now I can’t even get through a briefing without someone mentioning I’ve fucked the Hokage.”

Seeing the sadness in your face, your little cousin Ino reluctantly mulled it over. She would have never thought she’d see the day where you’d quit anything. You were the most driven and stubborn person she knew. You were always finding an answer to any problem, no matter how hard it was. You were the queen of solving puzzles and riddles and nothing could ever stand in your way. Yet here you stood before her, walking away from it all.

“Okay, fine.”

“Yes! Thank you! And can you please talk to Choji and Shikamaru too? I’d really like to hit the ground running.”

She looks at you with a skeptical raised brow.

“Please?”

“Fine.”

“You’re the best!” you praise with a hug.

Ino was glad to see a smile on your face for the first time this week.

She had noticed how melancholy you’d been since news of your relationship swept the nation. She heard from Shikamaru and Temari about the fight that broke out between Obito and Kakashi. It seemed like your heart had already been torn between the boys and the added stress of your public humiliation and the loss of your promotion was more than you could handle. She had never seen you on the brink of tears ever, yet she saw you cry every day this week.

She also felt bad for Kakashi-Sensei. He had been alone for so long. She was happy that he was finally in love. The world should’ve been thrilled for him. He deserved a happy ending. Why would anyone want to get in the way of that? If anything, they should’ve respected you more for being chosen by him.

Of course there were several shinobi who felt like her. Who couldn’t stand how their comrades were treating you. They see how tired Kakashi is; it is obvious he isn’t sleeping. How on edge he’s been these past few days. He was clearly struggling with how the world had reacted to their knowledge of your relationship. It wasn’t fair to him. Not after everything this cruel life has thrown in his path.

Not to mention how many girls Ino had overheard talking shit about you. Saying you weren’t even that pretty. How you were obviously a slut. How you were clearly using Kakashi to advance your career cause ‘all you cared about was work.’ Those jealous hags couldn’t even speak two languages yet you knew 27.

Ino and some of the others kept finding themselves in fist fights defending you. She wondered if you knew what your friends were going through to defend you. She wondered if that was part of why you wanted to leave.

She would be right.

“I finish my project on Friday. Can we begin Friday night?”

“Actually I’m in the flower shop Friday night. How about we get together on Saturday?”

“Saturday sounds perfect.”

You walk away back towards your office. If you were going to rejoin the field you were going to do it right. Just like the rest of your work, you had to be superb. It’s not that you were unskilled, but you were sure you were unfit for battle. These days you could only perform sensory ninjutsu in a quiet space. You’d be useless if you needed to use your abilities under duress. You’d essentially become a domesticated house pet with the amount of time you’d spent in an office over the last couple years.

You also needed to find Obito. Thinking back to that horrifying fight between him and Kakashi, you know his taijutsu skills are incredible. But where is he?

Feeling better than you had since Saturday, you didn’t need him to take you home but you found yourself missing his company.

“Shiho, have you seen Obito today?”

“Not since this morning.”

You felt a bit disappointed.

I guess it’s fine. He’ll swing by eventually. Maybe I should stay late tonight anyways. Make up for yesterday’s missed hours.

And that’s exactly what you do. You stay all night. Shiho joined you, wanting to help with the project. She stayed till 8:00pm before she left to spend the night at home with her husband. You however, worked till nearly 2:00am. A couple times Kakashi passed your door, spying on you while you did what you do best. He leaned against the doorway reminiscing about the beginning of your relationship. The late night walks, the secret lunches, the first time you tore down his mask and kissed him. His chest constricted as he thought about it all. He tore himself away and headed home, feeling his waterline tear up.

Still you remained in your office. Working away. Eventually drowsiness washed over you. You went to the back of your office where you kept a sleeping pad. After rolling it out, you grabbed the blanket you kept on hand for these very occasions. You’d continue your work once you woke. For now you just needed a little shut eye. After days of agony you finally felt clarity. The only thought plaguing your mind now was where did Obito go?

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animeomegas · 3 years

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Imagine that Sasuke is having problems with his 'future alpha', he doesn't understand some dating methods and ends up 'reluctantly' going to ask Itachi's alpha.He just blushed saying 'I can't believe I'm doing this but I need some advice'.Itachi's alpha comes home late looking happy and Itachi holding his dog asking where he's been.

Anon: I think Sasuke would only start liking Itachi's alpha after they help him stand up to a bigger, stronger, more trained betas and/or Alphas. Because I don't see him as someone who might ask for help from anyone, and his brother's alpha somehow saw them bully him and push him around, so they tell him how to one up those annoying people. (Maybe buy him ice cream or something after). This young Sasuke vs Itachi's alpha thing should be a show, because I'd sell everything I own to watch it.

(Anon 1: This is a big brain idea, anon, thank you for your service 🤭 I changed it a little, how that's okay!)

(Anon 2: I think you're absolutely right that Itachi's alpha does something big for Sasuke when he's at a low point, and it ends up changing their relationship for the better in a lot of ways. I decided not to go with bullying though, because Sasuke seemed to fit this scenario moreso. Also, ahhh, I'm so happy you're liking this mini series!!!!! I'm having so much fun writing it and it fills me with joy that other people are enjoying it just as much!!!)

...

Okay, so, Sasuke has never been the most intuitive when it comes to emotions. And he’s also never been great at acknowledging or learning about culture surround a/b/o dynamics because he’s always been adamant that he doesn’t care for it or need it.

But now Sasuke is starting to think that may have been a mistake. Because things are going wrong with this whole courting situation (that Sasuke still can’t believe is happening to him.)

Things were fine! But now the alpha courting him is getting colder and not wanting to train as much, and Sasuke doesn’t know what’s changed! He’s angry and upset about it.

He’s been brooding for about a week about the whole situation, but now he’s decided to ask someone for advice.

His friends are useless. His mother just laughed and told him it would work out if it was supposed to. Shisui is on a mission. He’d rather die than ask Kakashi sensei. So, unfortunately, he had to ask his brother, even though he was sure to get some embarrassing and invasive questioning from him. The sadist.

So, he goes to see his brother.

Who isn’t there.

His brother’s alpha tells him that Itachi is out with their pup all day running errands and taking him for his bi yearly check-ups. But Sasuke needs to know what’s going wrong and how to fix this now! He doesn't have time to wait for Itachi to be done with his stupid errands!

His brother’s alpha notices how tense he is and asks if he would like to stay for some tea, and Sasuke accepts before he thinks about what he's doing. Their relationship is much better nowadays but Sasuke can’t help but feel a little awkward around them still.

…

“Here,” they say, sliding two teacups onto the table. “You like green tea, right? It’s the only type we have in, you know what Itachi’s like with tea.”

“Green tea is fine,” Sasuke says politely if a little stiff.

His brother’s alpha sits down at the other side of the couch with their own tea, and the two sit in silence for a bit, each sipping their own tea

“Sasuke,” they say, shooting him a concerned look. “If you need me to go and get Itachi, I can. You don’t look well, he’ll come back in an instant if you ask him to.”

“No,” Sasuke answers quickly. “It’s fine… I…”

Here goes nothing.

“I’m just having a bit of trouble at the moments, is all, and…”

Itachi’s alpha nods, obviously listening intently with a look of concern on his face that is making this both harder and easier for Sasuke at the same time.

“Go on, Sasuke, I’m listening.”

“I’m sure Itachi told you about my… my er situation,” Sasuke starts, wishing he could punch himself in the face for phrasing it like that.

“That someone’s courting you?” they ask gently.

Sasuke only nods, face burning. He can’t count the number of times he’s told Itachi’s alpha to their face that he’d rather die than enter a courtship. This is so awkward, why is he doing this?

“Did they do something to make you uncomfortable, Sasuke?” they ask immediately after seeing his hesitance. “Because if they did, we can sort it out together okay? It’s not your fault.”

“No!” Sasuke immediately protests far louder than he intended too. “They didn’t… They didn’t do anything, I just… I think I did something wrong…”

Sasuke pretends to drink his tea to avoid having to elaborate any more, despite the fact that it’s still too hot.

“What did you do that was wrong?” they ask, voice still quiet and soothing and Sasuke hates how comforting he finds it. Like it or not, his instincts had branded Itachi’s alpha as ‘safe’ many years ago.

“I don’t know,” Sasuke admits, fiddling with the rim of his cup. “They seemed sad one day and I just thought they had a bad day or something, but now they’re… cold.”

“They aren’t behaving how they were behaving before?”

Sasuke shakes his head.

“Is it possible they have an issue at home or with some of their friends? It might be something in their personal life that's upsetting them.”

Sasuke shakes his head again.

“They seem fine when they’re with everyone else…” he admits. “It’s just me.”

Sasuke forces back the burn of tears he can feel behind his eyes. He will not cry. He won’t do it.

His brother’s alpha hums sadly.

“And you want to figure out what happened?” Sasuke nods. “Okay, why don’t you walk me through what happened on the days leading up to the mood change.”

And so Sasuke does.

He tells them all about how they would meet for training every day and Sasuke would bring two bento boxes for lunch, and then they would sometimes go shopping or go out to eat. Things he hasn’t told anyone about yet. And as he's talking, he really can't see what the problem is, everything seems fine! But maybe Itachi’s alpha might know some alpha thing that he doesn't. Sasuke can easily admit that it’s not his forte.

“I see,” Itachi’s alpha says after Sasuke had finished his story. Sasuke’s tea sits cold on the table next to his brother’s mate’s empty cup. “I think I know what happened.”

Sasuke looks up immediately. No way they’ve already figured it out that easily!

“They thought you were rejecting them,” Itachi’s alpha says simply.

“Wha- But…we spent everyday together! How could that be a rejection?!”

“When an alpha is courting an omega,” they start to explain. “They’re trying as hard as they can to prove to that omega that they can be a good mate.”

“I know that,” Sasuke snaps.

“Listen to me for a second, Sasuke," they softly reprimand. "So, when an alpha, particularly a younger one, is courting an omega, they are very sensitive to rejection, they look for it everywhere.”

“Why?” Sasuke asks, dumbfounded.

“Well, when I was courting your brother, we weren’t that much older than you are now, and I remember thinking that he was the most perfect person in the whole world,” their eyes take on a faraway look as they reminisce. “I was so sure that he must have had hundreds of alphas clawing for his attention every day, and so I was desperate to prove to him that I could be a good mate.

“With every gift, on every date, I would watch his reaction to everything, overanalysing every laugh and smile and frown. I loved him so much, but I couldn’t help but think that he would reject me at any moment. He was too good for me, and I knew that. It always felt like he was humouring me, especially at first.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Yeah,” they laugh, unoffended by Sasuke’s harsh tone. “Looking back, I guess it was, but what I’m trying to tell you, is that I can see how some of your actions could have been taken as rejection by a young alpha who was expecting to be rejected.”

“But…” Sasuke says, looking lost. “I didn’t want to reject them, I don’t understand.”

“Here,” they continue patiently. “Let me explain it to you like this. When you went out to eat, you paid for yourself even though they offered, right? Because you didn't want to burden them?"

“Yeah,” Sasuke trails off, unsure what that has to do with anything.

“But to a young, hormonal alpha, you’re basically telling them that you don’t trust them to provide for you, the one thing they are trying most to convince you."

“But I wasn’t-“ Sasuke protests.

“I know you weren’t,” they reassure him. “But that’s the sort of thing that will run through an alpha’s head at that age when courting. Also, you told them you wanted to train with them because you thought they were strong because you wanted to compliment them, right?”

Sasuke blushes but nods.

“And that’s great to start with, but eventually they would probably start to wonder why you wouldn’t want to train just to spend time with them. And you also told them that you had plenty of leftovers to make their lunch with so that they wouldn’t feel like they were burdening you, right? But that just made them feel like you weren’t going out of your way to do something special for them, even though you were. Do you see what I mean now?”

Sasuke blinks, rapidly trying to wrap his head around all this new information.

“And I also have a guess as to what pushed them over the edge into thinking you were rejecting them.”

“What is it?” Sasuke demands. “Tell me.”

“Did they make that scarf for you by hand, Sasuke?”

“Yes,” says Sasuke hesitantly.

“And they scented it?”

Sasuke nods affirmative.

“Did you give anything back?”

“I… Just said thank you… is that not right?”

Itachi’s alpha shakes their head with a patient smile.

“A handmade and scented gift is the most important and meaningful courting gift that there is, Sasuke,” they explain. “It’s what you give to someone to ask them if they want to move from courting to something more serious, to intended mates.”

Sasuke blushes and feels some panic rising in his chest.

“I didn’t know!” he blurts, feeling the need to explain himself.

“I know,” they rush to reassure him. “But the etiquette dictates that the omega, if they wish to move onto that stage, gives the alpha a handmade and scented gift in return, no later than a week after the original gift was given. They must have been very nervous waiting for you, and very upset when you didn’t even let them down softly.”

“It’s been two weeks,” Sasuke whispers, mortified that he had missed something he should have known. This makes so much sense. The sudden depression, the awkwardness at training, the nerves after they had given him the scarf. He’s such an idiot. Against his will, Sasuke starts to feel tears burning at his eyes again. He messed everything up!

“Oh, Sasuke,” they say, scooting closer to him. They hesitantly lay a hand on his leg, and Sasuke makes no move to push them off. “It’s alright, you can fix it.”

“How?” he sniffs, furiously wiping away any tears that manage to escape. “They probably hate me now.”

“Come here,” they say, pulling him into a hug. And for the first time ever, Sasuke accepts a hug from his brother’s alpha.

“It’s alright,” they soothe. “We can fix this, I’ll help you.”

“What can I do?” he questions, feeling miserable.

“You need to make them something and scent it. Then you can explain what happened afterwards, but the gift should go a long way in smoothing over any ruffled feathers. I can help you make something, what do you want to make?”

Sasuke shrugs, still resting his head on his brother’s alpha’s shoulder.

“How about some cupcakes? Itachi and I were planning on doing some baking with the pup tomorrow, so I have all the supplies. And I’m sure we have some ribbon lying around, you can scent the ribbon and use it to tie up the box, how does that sound?”

“But what will you use tomorrow?” Sasuke asks, feeling a little better, but still red in the face.

“I can buy more, Sasuke, don’t worry, but this is a courting emergency, so we have to do it now, okay?”

“Okay.”

…

Itachi comes back from his errands just in time to watch his mate helping his little brother tie a ribbon around a box of cupcakes. The kitchen is covered in baking supplies and empty bowls of batter.

Did they bake cupcakes together?

Itachi can’t believe it. He had been trying to get them to get along better for years.

When Sasuke sees him standing in the door, he blushes and, holding the box of cupcakes to his chest, pushes past him and out the door with a quick nothing more than a quick and murmured greeting.

His pup wiggles in his arms and demands to be put down. He obliges and they immediately run to his alpha for a hug.

“Hey there, buddy, have a good day?”

“It was boring,” they complain. “And the mednin had cold fingers.”

Itachi’s alpha laughs.

“Well, I know something that might make you feel better,” they tease.

“What?! What?!”

“Uncle Sasuke made you something very special,” they say, bringing down a spare cupcake from on top of the counter, iced in his pup's favourite colour. The way his pup’s eyes widen at the sight of it, makes Itachi smile. “You can have it after dinner, okay, and next time we see uncle Sasuke we have to remember to say thank you.”

Itachi watches in amusement as his pup nods furiously and immediately runs off to go wash up for dinner, despite the fact that Itachi hasn’t even started cooking it yet.

“Did you and Sasuke bake together?” Itachi asks, still unbelieving of what he had seen.

You smile, understanding how crazy that must have been for Itachi to walk in on.

“Yes, we… had a little bonding session,” they say. “I’ll tell you about it later, I promise.”

Itachi accepts the answer despite his curiosity and joins his alpha is cleaning the kitchen so that he can start cooking dinner.

And if both of them were smiling too much, well, neither of them brought it up.

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nightowlfandom · 3 years

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Kakashi Hatake- Cheeky

ANON ASKS

Hey author-chan how are you? Well I saw that your requests are open and I would like to know if you write to Naruto and if the answer is yes, could I get a Kakashi x f!reader imagine/oneshot with prompt #19, please?

I ended up asking her to choose a couple more prompts, aaannnd here they are!

#19- Hmm, who you tryna’ look sexy for babygirl?

#20- Don’t finish that sentence darling…it won’t end well for you

#27- I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day.

#30- Dance for me. I’ll sit right here and you put on a show, okay?

#47- You’re too cheeky for you own good, kid.

warning.....I will fuck up your day. Might be OOC but almost all my shit kinda is imo lol Does anyone really care?....he spits in your mouth..... I am sorry for absolutely nothing.

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“Watch it, Kid!”

“Why don’t you walk where you walk!” you caught the throwing star between your two fingers as it was hurled back at you. “You’re cutting into my training time.” you rolled your eyes.

“Damnit Y/N you could have taken my eye out.” Kakashi groaned. “Be careful with that thing!”

“Like that would have been a bad thing.” you scoffed. “Get out of the way next time.” you rubbed your shoulder. “If you weren’t in my line of vision, you wouldn’t have almost got caught in the crossfire.”

“You know you love looking at me.”

“How can I when no one ever sees your face.” you burst out laughing. “What kinda mug you got under than mask, huh?” you challenged.

“You’re too cheeky for your own good kid, someone outta bring you down a few notches.”

“And just whose gonna do that.” you rolled your eyes, turning away from him.

You ignored his answer and bent over, stretching to touch your toes. “My back.” you groaned. When you stood up straight again, he was staring at you. “You need something?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” he blinked(...or winked?) at you.

“I can’t tell if that was a wink or not...” you raised a brow.

“Good.”

“You’re a real-”

“ Don’t finish that sentence darling…it won’t end well for you “

He walked off, undoubtedly wearing a self-satisfactory look on his face.

“How does she put up with him?”

“Damn, I thought she was really gonna kill him for a minute.”

“You’d think those two liked each other with how much they argue backed and forth.”

“It’s not nice to gossip.” you called behind your back to your comrades. You shoved the throwing star back into your pouch and walked off. Kakashi Hatake and Y/N L/N were always the talk of the town. One was always getting on the nerves of the others.

....

You were relaxing in your house after a long day of training. It was good to work out your skills while nothing was going on. You never knew when something was gonna happen. You stretched your arms over your head as you walked into your kitchen.

“God I’m starving.” you sighed. Before you could dig through your fridge, there was a knock at the door.

“I’m coming!” you called, knowing they could hear. As you neared the door, the knocking only got louder. “Geez Hold on-!” You yanked the door open to see Kakashi awkwardly standing there. He wore his authoritative demeanor.

“Y/N, may I come in?” he spoke. You almost peaked behind his shoulder, people were walking around outside. ‘We must talk.”

“Sure.” you made room for him to walk in. Just as you closed the door, you were pushed up against the door. He yanked down his mask to show that daring smirk. You felt his lips brush against yours. Kakashi wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you up and pushing you even further against the door.

“ I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day. “ he moaned against your lips. “Shit you drive me crazy.” he growled. “I bet you thought your little show was cute.”

“Got your attention didn’t it?” you giggled through the friction. “If we’re gonna sneak around, might as well make it fun for me too.”

For the last several months you had been more than casual with Kakashi. He trailed his hand down your spine, resting at the base of your back.

“I have half a mind to punish you.” he began kissing down your neck. “But I missed you so much.”

“So does that mean you can stay for the night or do you have to wrangle those three morons again?” you melted into his tough as the thoughts of the Three Stooges getting into trouble that required Kakashi to clean up....again.

“I’ll stay if you want me to.” he began kissing your cheeks, forehead, nose and lips. He kept rotating around each area of your face. To answer his question, you helped him out of his jacket. “Hm, okay then.” he smirked.

“I don’t need to tell you where my bedroom is do I?” you stepped away from him.

... (Two days later)

Training in the woods wasn’t so bad. But training while Kakashi dragged his students along was gonna drive you absolutely crazy.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

“Yes. Naruto.” you seethed. ‘What can I do for you.”

“I’m gonna be the best Ninja in the world! You just watch! I’ll be able to beat you one day!”

“That’s great buddy!” you tried to laugh. Cute. No one could compare to you when it came to throwing sharp things at a target. You walked by Kakashi sending him a harsh glare. You walked ahead of the group. No one could see it, but your annoyance made him smile a bit. You stopped in front of a three, pinning a target to it before walking a good 30 feet away from it. You went into your pouch and took out a throwing star.

With a single flick of the wrist you threw it, watching it slice through the air and hit the target right in the middle. You walked back another few feet and did it again. Good to know you hadn’t lost your touch.

“Wow. Miss Y/N sure knows what she’s doing.” Sakura whispered to Kakashi. “I can see why everyone raves about her,”

“Yes. She is very capable, Sakura. She has impeccable precision.” he commented. Although he was thinking something completely different. Everyone watched as you took out your annoyance on the bullseye target, When you had ran out of stars, you trudged back up to the tree and yanked each one out.

Later on, Sakura, Sasuke, and Naruto were all napping. All had passed out at some point after some extreme training courtesy of Kakashi. As for you, you were sitting by the lake, getting some much needed recreation. You had just gone for a swim. The ice cold water felt perfect.

You stood up against the tree facing away from everyone. You were prepared to get back into the water when Kakashi came up, slowly ridding himself of his shirt as he did.

“Going for a-” you were cut off as he pushed himself against you, claiming your mouth in a kiss. Not that you weren’t totally happy, but his students were literally napping less that 50 feet away from you both.

“W-wha are you-?”

“Shhh.” Kakashi pulled down his mask then got down on his knees as he fumbled with your panties. “If we’re gonna do this, you gotta be quiet.”

“You’ve had some pretty dumb ideas but-...fuh.” you cut yourself off as you felt him trail his hands up your thigh. He pressed small kisses down your thighs. You were still soaking wet from the water, so your skin was slippery. He pulled your panties down, placing small kisses along your heat.

You dared peek over your shoulder. Everyone was still sleeping, but you found it hard to focus. Kakashi gently drove his tongue into your slit, causing a sharp gasp to escape your lungs. Your legs shook as his tongue flicked against your clit.

“Kakashi~” you shuddered. You found yourself running your hands against his silvery white hair. He grabbed your leg and hooked it over his shoulder. “We could get caught!”

“Exciting isn’t it?” he giggled. “You just have to stay quiet.” you felt his fingers slither inside you. “ Come on Y/N... Dance for me. I’ll sit right here and you put on a show, okay? “ he moaned, sloppily dragging his tongue up your slit. “Shit- You’re so fucking good, Y/N. You’re soaking.” he laughed evilly.

“Whose f-fault is that!”

He slapped your ass, making you gasp again. You could just picture that shit eating grin on his face.

You were made to stand up straight as Kakashi rose to his feet. He hoisted you up, wrapping both of your legs around his torso. You hadn’t noticed that his pants had dropped around his ankles. You felt his painfully slowly slide himself inside.

“They’re still sleeping.” he grunted, slowly thrusting into you. “Fuck I needed this.” he moaned. “I need you~” he coughed. “Kiss me.”

He, in a hurry, sloppily kissed you. Your tongues clashed. You faced heated up from the lewd sounds your mouths made as they clashed together. Kakashi pushed your further against the tree.

“Kakashi..” you were able to muster.

“Open your fucking mouth.” he cut you off. “Now...” he growled.

You obediently did as he asked, sticking out your tongue as Kakashi let a line of drool go from his tongue to yours. He claimed your mouth again while he dug his nails into your thighs. His cock twitched inside of you as his thrusts grew sloppy.

You couldn’t even talk through his kisses. Your insides clenched around him, feeling yourself grow more and more sensitive at his touch. You didn’t care how loud you were anymore and he didn’t either.

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna fucking cum. I’m gonna- ARGH-”

You felt him practically bottom out inside of you, cumming inside your depths. To avoid making any sounds, he kissed you again. With one harsh thrust, you came too. You heard those lewd watery sounds as liquids dripped out of your pussy, down your legs. Poor plants.

“Kakashi~” you moaned again.

“It feels good?” he talked down to you in a babyish voice. “You like my cum inside you don’t you.” he spilled the rest of himself into you tightness. “And they’re still sleeping.” he smirked. “You were worried about nothing.”

“Shut up.” you rolled your eyes. You whined as he slowly removed himself from you.

“It’s running down your leg.” he laughed. “Shit, you’re so sexy.” he dragged his tongue down your neck. “Shit-”

“You’re lucky we didn’t get caught.” you shakily spoke. “And you call me the cheeky one.”

“Hm, don’t be like that, babe...or else I might not to easy on you this time.”

(This one was not so much hardcore, but it was something, so I’m all caught up with requests I think! Does anyone here fucks with Haikyuu?.....Can I- Can I write for Haikyuu?)

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