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kakashiswilloffire · 3 years

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Orange Sherbet

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tw: suicide attempt, overdose, painkillers, mentions of self harm

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He was a drain on Gai.

His students didn’t need him—they’d surpass him soon enough.

There were still villagers who called him Friend-Killer Kakashi.

He still saw faces every time he laid down to sleep.

He felt Rin’s blood splash onto his chest every time he used the Chidori.

He couldn’t help Itachi.

He couldn’t help anyone.

Sometimes he understood what must’ve gone through his father’s head.

Sometimes, the corner store doesn’t have orange sherbet.

Kakashi is suicidal and we hope Gai can help.

If there was orange sherbet at the convenience store on the way home, he’d stay alive. They always had pints of ice creams and other frozen treats—it was something he had promised to treat himself to when he felt this way. They had made him write down all these promises during his last few mental health sessions with various Yamanakas, listing three people he could talk to when he felt lonely, three distractions he could use to keep himself sane for a few minutes longer, three reasons to stay alive. When he felt like he couldn’t stand to live another day, he had to summon Pakkun, read Icha Icha, and eat something special and different. Pakkun was still recovering from their last rough battle together. He had read each volume of Icha Icha so many times they risked falling apart upon his next touch. So orange sherbet it was.

He’d never cared much for sweets, of course. But there was something nostalgic about orange sherbet, it wasn’t quite as punch-in-the-face sugary as ice cream, but still gave a slight buzz and coated his tongue. In the back of his mind, he remembered his father—or was it Minato?—buying a pint for each of them and snagging two disposable spoons so they could enjoy them as they walked back from the training grounds. Or was it three pints with Rin and Obito after difficult missions? Something Gai or Tenzou insisted on buying for his birthday one year? Everything blurred in his mind, unable to clearly break each memory apart to see it again.

He pushed open the door, hearing the dull chime of bells as it swung forward to let him into the packed corner shop. He made his way to the freezer without taking in any of the other colors, sights, or smells around him. He remembered his goal. One pint of orange sherbet. Buy one, eat it, and try life again tomorrow.

The freezer door was coated in a light fog, but he was in no hurry to see through it. It was just him and the shopkeep cashing out an older civilian woman. He skimmed his eyes across the rows, looking for the familiar orange carton.

Where was it?

He tried again, looking more carefully at each row, all the way across, then moving down to the next systematically. His heart rate jumped roughly 15 more beats per minute.

They always have it.

He opened the door, searching furiously with his eyes now that there was no frost in his way. He knelt to the ground, checking the bottom rows thoroughly.

It has to be here.

He glanced at the shopkeep, bagging the woman’s groceries as she talked animatedly about something he didn’t care enough to make out. He slid his headband up a couple of inches, barely exposing the crimson eye hidden beneath. With as much chakra as he dared use given his current state, he searched the frozen rack again.

Every flavor of ice cream he could think of, and a least a dozen more he would never consider. And toward the bottom, there was lime, lemon, and raspberry,

No orange sherbet.

He wasn’t sure how long he remained squatted down with the freezer door open, focused on the empty slot where it should be. The shopkeep, now with no other customers, cleared his throat loudly and gestured for Kakashi to shut the door. He blinked twice, then rose, hearing the door seal as he returned to his feet.

“Anything I can help you with?”

Kakashi blinked, again. There was all this noise roaring in his head, and he felt flushed. After a beat too long, he understood what had been asked and shook his head.

“No, ah… Thank you.”

He nodded and quickly ducked out of the store.

That was it. He had to write down three reasons. Reason one was currently out of commission because of him. Reason two had been violently abused so that he had something to do with his hands when he was so full of fire and anxiety that if he wasn’t holding something he’d— well, whatever came easiest or first. Digging his nails into his arms, forming tiny red divots. Scratching until the skin was raw and angry. Slamming fists into his thighs. Step one was always untying his kunai pouch and letting it fall. He’d learned that early on.

Reason number three to stay alive, and the agreement he’d made with himself today, was the convenience of dropping by the store for a small treat. Without that, he wasn’t sure how to proceed.

Walking back to his apartment, he thought about the previous weeks. Those promises had all begun the same way, but ended in a different direction. The format was simple: if blank, then I won’t kill myself today. He used to use a similar format: I can’t kill myself until blank. The problem with that was dreaming far enough ahead to find a goal worth the pain, effort, and time, and also, what to do when the goal was met. You can’t kill yourself until you make chunin. You can’t kill yourself until you complete an A rank mission. You can’t kill yourself until you make jonin. You can’t kill yourself until… what? Until I come back from a mission with no casualties? Until I can become close to someone without them dying in front of me? It spiraled too quickly to come back from.

The simpler way to go about it was short-term goals. Can’t kill yourself till after dinner. Then you’ve gotta brush your teeth. Then read a chapter of a book, or two. Then you’re tired, and you can sleep until the alarm wakes you far earlier than the sun would, and you live until you feel like you can’t again. But even that had its downfalls—if you can’t be bothered to brush your teeth tonight, you’ve gotta find something to keep going.

It had been Gai who suggested rephrasing the prompt to its latest version. On a day I challenge you, Rival, you can’t end the passion of youth! The challenges had been almost daily for a couple of months after that, until Gai had left for an extended mission and Kakashi had been thoroughly encouraged to stay a similar amount of time in the Yamanaka’s care. He’d begrudgingly admitted later that both of those developments had helped, and it had been a few years since his last bout with depression like this.

But it had been like this for a few months now, and the clouds fuzzing over his mind didn’t seem to be letting up. So he revisited some old advice. If it doesn’t rain on the way home, he’d stay alive. The sky remained cloudless. If Naruto pulled something stupid during training, he’d stay alive. It only took fifteen minutes before Sakura started yelling at him. If there was orange sherbet in the corner store—But there wasn’t.

Somehow, he made it inside his apartment, not quite recalling the rest of the walk through the dull ache behind his eyes. He slipped his unzipped vest off his shoulders, not noticing it hit the floor. Routine dictated that next was the kunai pouch, then the bandages, then—

He was sitting on the floor and wasn’t sure how he got there. Sitting was a generous term, he supposed, as his legs were fully outstretched and he was propped on one forearm with his head against the wall. His eyes slowly screwed tight as the dull ache sharpened briefly, then the static between his ears picked up in volume. He shook his head, trying to clear it, and gradually got back to his feet, stumbling into the living room.

He slumped across the couch, staring at the ceiling. He remembered the routine, drilling itself into his head. His vest was off, he needed to remove the kunai pouch, then the bandages, then the shoes, and put all of that away before removing the rest of his clothing to take a shower. After that was dinner, then two hours of free time to fill with whatever he was capable of, then bed. Lately the free time had been compromised of staring at the pile of clean laundry on the chair opposite him that had needed to be put away since Wednesday. He knew the routine. He decided to get a jump start on free time anyway.

He began counting all of the socks he could see sticking out of the collection of clothes. Organization and listing had always helped situate his mind and get him back on track. After ten or so minutes, he was finally able to unstrap the kunai pouch, tossing it across the room, taking care to not pay attention where it landed. There had been a week where Kakashi didn’t even carry the bag because Gai had taken it and every sharp object he could find in the apartment under the pretense of helping him hone his taijutsu by not relying on weapons. He had been content to let Gai keep the explanation at that. That might be something to revisit soon.

No. Gai had already done more than enough for him.

Kakashi found himself standing in his small bathroom. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed since he’d been in the living room, but he was now free of his bandages and shoes. He shrugged, reaching behind his head to untie his headband. Somehow, it had gotten knotted worse than usual and a section of his hair was caught in it. He yanked viciously at it, breathing in through gritted teeth at the sting then feeling himself relax ever so slightly. Forgoing undoing the knot, he slid it along the trapped segment of hair until the headband came free. That made it on to the counter. That never saw the floor, unlike every other part of his wardrobe had

.Next to the headband on the counter was a scattered collection of varying sizes of orange plastic bottles with thick white caps. The clinical labels all had his name, and the names of various antidepressants and antianxiety medications, as well as several painkillers and muscle relaxants and some antibiotic from the mission a couple years back where everyone returned miserably ill. Most of the bottles were empty, and he had held on to them meaning to get them refilled. He always had good intentions, but there was so many things to do in a day, and he ran out of energy usually three or four items into his list.

The one thing he could always count of having around, though, was some kind of pain relief.

Missions were hard, somehow harder now than ever with him as a jonin leader. He still had teammates, but they relied fully on him to take the brunt of every attack and to protect them at all costs. He couldn’t blame them, of course. They were children. He wanted nothing more than for them to be children and not suffer the same losses he had.

Still, he was sure to return from every mission above a D rank with at least a few nasty bruises. And any time Gai could rope him into a training session, he knew he’d come home needing ice packs and the heating pad and whatever else he could get to be able to train with his team the next morning.

And that was how he found himself glaring into the mirror, the bottle of white tablets shaking in his fist.

He was certainly in pain, that couldn’t be argued.

But how many to take?

No orange sherbet.

He shook his head vigorously again, walking back into the living room and falling onto the couch. He focused on a mark on the ceiling, breathing faster than he understood why while his vision started swimming.

There wasn’t orange sherbet.

He was a drain on Gai.

His students didn’t need him—they’d surpass him soon enough.

There were still villagers who called him Friend-Killer Kakashi,

He still saw faces every time he laid down to sleep.

He felt Rin’s blood splash onto his chest every time he used the Chidori,

Sometimes he understood what must’ve gone through his father’s head.

He couldn’t help Itachi

He couldn’t help anyone,

Sometimes, the corner store doesn’t have orange sherbet.

Sometimes, the little orange bottle that rattles doesn’t rattle any more.

He was in the kitchen, water dripping off his face and hands as he panted over the sink. How did he get here? He swallowed hard, his mouth somehow still dry, and turned the water off. The prescription bottle was laying on the floor. Then so was he. Against the cold tile, he was able to relax just a bit again.

It’d be over soon. He wouldn’t hurt anyone else ever again.

His thoughts became harder to string along, but that didn’t bother him. The thoughts he could connect didn’t sting as much as they usually did. It might be nice to put away that laundry, actually.

Every muscle was heavy. There was so much weight on him, and he couldn’t move. How much time had passed? He thought his heart was starting to race, and wondered if he was having second thoughts. But he couldn’t feel the ground beneath him any longer. He struggled for hours, days, to move his index finger to trace the hem of his shirt over and over. Could he feel it? Was he moving?

He rolled to his side, slowly bringing his knees up to prepare to stand. But his body didn’t move. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed. He couldn’t? His… It was his body. But? Was he? Could move? …Him?

Several centuries had passed before he heard the key in the door, and the door had already been sealed shut before he understood what the noise was.

“Ka-KASHI! In celebration of your return home from your latest mission, I made sure to grab a treat. Do you remember when you left the ANBU and we went to the corner store together? What a celebration to end all celebrations that day was! I was sure to grab the finest, most youthful of every snack—orange sherbet!”

***

Gai held the thin plastic bag up triumphantly, two pints rolling against each other. Normally he would have also grabbed spoons, but assuming Kakashi would be home, he was sure he could find two spoons somewhere in the apartment, even if he had to wash every dish himself.

It hadn’t gone unnoticed to him that Kakashi was on a downswing lately, but he’d always been the counter to balance his own exuberance, and he had complete confidence that they would move past this, too.

He nudged the flak vest that was crumpled on the ground at his feet. Kakashi must’ve been itching to take it off to have removed it the second he got inside. But why wouldn’t he have hung it up, or placed it at least near the hamper? This wasn’t part of the routine. Had he been badly injured on this last mission?

That must be it. He would have come home, shed his clothing, and jumped in the shower to clean his wounds and begin loosening his muscles. Much to Gai’s dismay, Kakashi seemed to be magnetically repelled from hospitals, preferring to treat his wounds himself as long as he could walk. So he must have some sort of torso injury, maybe bruised ribs or a minor stab wound, and he was surely tending to it quietly deeper inside the apartment.

The laundry he had helped Kakashi wash last week was still in the soft, cushioned chair in the dim living room. That wasn’t too surprising, he knew that was the first thing Kakashi would let fall by the wayside if something wasn’t going to get done. As long as the clothes were clean, he could wear them, even if they hadn’t been neatly hung, and that was something Gai could live with.

What he did not appreciate the sight of, however, was the kunai pouch halfway under the end table near the entry way. With such an inconvenient location, Kakashi surely must have made an effort to lose the bag and the knives it contained. He felt his heart swell with pride that Kakashi had the forethought to disregard the bag, but his heart deflated just as quickly with the knowledge that Kakashi felt it necessary to do so.

As he continued into the apartment, he called out his rival’s name once or twice. He must be home. The barrier seals hadn’t been placed over the front door, which means he either was here, or kidnapped from here, and the building still existed, so he must not have been kidnapped. So where was he?

Conscious of the rapidly melting sherbet in his hand, he turned down the hallway to the kitchen to leave the bad in the freezer while he helped Kakashi, presumably in the bedroom, bandage his wounds.

As he rounded the corner, flipping on the lights as he went, he heard a small groan. Nothing at eye level. Cautiously stepping forward, his foot sent a small orange plastic bottle skittering across the tiles.

Gai was barely aware of the sherbet hitting the ground.

Kakashi looked terrible. It was not particularly strange to find him lying on the ground, but there was absolutely no color in his face. Both of his eyes were lazily opened, and neither focused on Gai’s as he kneeled down to check his vitals. His breathing was shallow and his heart rate garbage.

“What did you DO?”

Gai yanked Kakashi up into a sitting position, grabbing for the prescription bottle. Depending on what it said, maybe this wasn’t as bad as it seemed. Maybe he’d been poisoned. Maybe even food poisoning. But the signs of an opiate overdose matched the label printed in cruelly clinical terms and he crushed the plastic in his fist. Kakashi needed to get to a hospital, and he needed to get there immediately.

He gathered his rival in his arms, not noticing his weight nearly as much as he noticed how limp he was, making no effort to not be ragdolled around. As he stood up, he took stock again of Kakashi’s breathing—shallower than a moment ago. After a second’s hesitation, he reached for the edge of his mask and yanked it down under his chin, hoping the direct access of air to his lips and nose might help. His lips had some color in them still, and he looked away, trying to respect the privacy of the man who he would kill as soon as he was saved.

***

Some time in the next twenty-four hours, Kakashi’s eyes opened. When they did, blinded by the light and surrounded by medical whites, he was shocked to find himself actually in heaven. What brought him back to earth was Gai, unceremoniously slapping his shoulder.

“What, my dear, dear rival, were you thinking?” he said, thankfully not as loudly as he could have.

Kakashi was at a loss. There were dozens, hundreds of thoughts racing through his head, but they all seemed password-protected and he didn’t have administrative access. He could barely open his mouth, covered by a thin towel, let alone form an explanation that would have made any sense to Gai.

Instead, he surprised himself by feeling the towel suddenly go cold and cling to his skin.

Gai panicked for a moment at the sight of Kakashi’s tears, then took a deep breath and slid forward to the edge of his chair. He brushed a warm, calloused thumb across his rival’s face.

“I know you’re in pain. I do. I don’t understand it, but I believe that you’re in pain and we’re going to help you get better.” He took a shuddering breath, noting that it was thicker with emotion than he had anticipated. “I don’t know what the future is going to hold for us, but the passion of our youth, and especially of your youth, Kakashi, is not close to over. So, whatever it takes, whatever the Yamanakas advise and whatever you need, we’ll make it happen. I love you, and you’re not going anywhere.”

Kakashi’s eyes widened, and Gai became aware that he had opened his Sharingan at some point to record this moment in his memory. He swallowed, feeling his throat begin to ache.

“I love you.”

Kakashi’s tears began falling in a steady stream, and Gai remained exactly where he was, brushing soft, silver hair off of his rival’s forehead. After a moment, he leaned further forward and pressed his forehead against the space he had just cleared.

In a small, scratchy voice he had not heard from the man laying before him ever in the past, he heard a whisper that nearly broke his heart.

“I love you too.”

#first fic ive written in years #hope its any good #pls let me know what you think #kakagai #kakashi hakate #kakashi x gai #kakashi angst

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pixelpumpkin · 4 years

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Uchiha’s Law (obikaka one shot)

(I am not a native English speaker, so forgive me for any mistakes)

I hope you enjoy it

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Madara has those distant, aged eyes, always too serious. Sitting on his throne, he looked more like a scary statue than a person. He spoke strange things about how terrible this reality was, about how the world was corrupted. Nothing that came out of his mouth made much sense. However, Obito listened to everything—it was impolite to ignore elders.

“So, are you and this kid, cousins? I mean, the boy you gave your sharingan to.” Madara didn’t ask many questions about Obito’s life, so the young ninja’s attention was immediately attracted when the old man spoke.

A little suspicious, Obito replied, frowning. “No.”

“Half-brother? Stepbrother?“

“Neither.”

“Was he adopted by an Uchiha family?” What did it matter if Kakashi was related to the Uchiha clan? Obito didn’t care about it when he gave him his eye. So why was Madara so interested in his teammate?

With a pout, Obito croaked, “He’s not Uchiha at all, if that’s what you want to know. He’s my teammate and my friend.” And the faster Obito recovered, the faster he’d return to Kakashi. To Rin. To grandma, Minato-sensei and Kushina-san.

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“I see.”

This geezer is codding with me! He even seemed to enjoy the situation… Hm, as if this old mummy could enjoy anything. “You see?” Obito grunted, wanting to know immediately what was it all about.

“And did you give him your sharingan?”

“Yes, I already said that.” The young Uchiha snorted and rolled his eye.

“Spontaneously?”

“Of course!” Obito was absolutely sure that he had previously explained the entire story to Madara. The man was just asking questions he already knew! What’s the point?

“Are you sure?”

“How could I not be sure about it?”

“He could have coerced you into this.” Coerced? What a horrible thing! Obito hadn’t met many easily manipulated Uchiha, most of them were a bunch of cockish clods, and yet he wasn’t much like them, Obito still has his pride. He wasn’t coerced to handing over his sharingan! “I fear that under a rock it isn’t very simple to have cohesive thoughts.”

“I haven’t been coerced, I knew exactly what I was doing. I trust Kakashi.” Obito declared with certainty, dissatisfied to feel that there was something that Madara’s hiding. As if he knew anything about Kakashi.

“Hm ...”

“Hm? What are you implying?” He accused.

“You know little about Uchiha’s laws.”

“Uchiha’s la- It doesn’t exist!”

“Let me reformulate. You know nothing about your own clan’s laws. Depressing.” You are the depressing thing here, you decrepit geezer!

Silence took over. The two Uchiha faced each other for a long minute—which seemed to last an eternity. “Look, if you’re trying to tell me something, be blunt, gramps.” Obito grunted.

“I don’t think you want to know.”

Obito was about to hit his head against a wall until it exploded. “So what’s the fucking point of this conversation?”

“I thought you knew what you were doing when you gave your sharingan to this other kid, that’s the point. You’re more naïve than I thought.”

More silence.

Oh, no! In the name of Rikudo! What did he do? Obito needed to get back to Konoha immediately, before the worst happens. For the Sage’s sake! What if it had already happened? Obito despaired, “Aren’t they going to kill Kakashi, are they?” Concern affected his voice, and he could only think he had condemned his friend to a horrible fate.

The clan will charge him as kekkei genkai’s thief. Poor Bakakashi! And it was all Obito’s fault. Nooo! Rin would never forgive him. Obito would never forgive himself! He needed to come back; he needed to make sure that Kakashi was okay! He needed to-

“No, no. Quite the opposite. Congratulations.” Madara’s deep voice cut through Obito’s thoughts, and a question formed again over the younger’s head.

“Congratulations? What do you mean with congratulations?” The old man was stuttering. He was delirious, and Obito was encouraging him. Great.

“Well, according to the Uchiha clan’s law, when you spontaneously offered your sharingan to this friend of yours, who’s not part of your kin, you married him.”

“Oh, and I thought it was a serious thing- wait, WHAT?”

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*Years later, during the Fourth Ninja War*

Madara: With the authority that has been granted to me by the Uchiha's laws, it is my great honor and proud privilege to pronounce that you are now married! You may now, finally, kiss the bride, Obito.

Kakashi:... what?

#ObiKaka #KakaObi #uchiha obito #hatake kakashi #Uchiha Madara #naruto #fanfiction #obkk

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madara-fate · 3 years

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(This is long and I’m not a native speaker so wanted to warn beforehand)

I don’t agree with most of what they wrote about the shipppuden part where they claimed madara, obito and nagato was right (although I don’t really agree with their motives I believe thay had %100 rights about being angry at the village and the system) But You cannot honestly deny that most of the part I in naruto and the flashbacks it’s always naruto that starts to lash out violently at sasuke (when he doesn’t get to show off or couldn’t manage to throw shurikens as good as sasuke does) and sasuke just doesn’t cara he doesn’t even fight back he just dodges and naruto feels even more humiliated because of sasuke, it’s not sasuke’s fault that he feels inferior also sasuke could’ve bolted from orochimaru in the forest of death it was clear that even if he fought he couldn’t have beaten him and backup was coming if they would have tried to run maybe sasuke wouldn’t have get bitten (I’m not sayin it could have worked but it was a more reasonable solution than let’s fight the creppy snake dude who wants sasuke’s magic sharingan eyes and his pretty body) but you see naruto thought his pride and the exam was more important than his comrades he gave some encouragement and then passed out leaving sasuke to fight such dangerous person and sakura called him a coward that naruto at least does something and she didn’teven do anything whatsoever just watched while the love of his life nearly got killed??? ( don’t get me wrong i like sakura and she did placed herself against gaara and sasuke was prepared to die for him and she got plenty better afterwards and I would never deny her growth that’s why she is my second favorite character but at the forest of death she did nothing and accuse someone who always does the most work of doing nothing) back to the point is i don’t understand why naruto feels it’s sasuke’s fault when he clearly is the one who starts the fights oh and don’t give me that ‘but naruto was 6 hes a child of course he gonna get jealous’ card kakashi was chunnin at that age which brings to another set of problems being that how can they send children to a war and such when they are so young and inexperienced

Look at it from that perceptive your father commits suicide because he saves his comrades instead of doing the mission wich if he was able to save his comrades that must mean they can’t have been that much of a large number (why send so little people to such a dangerous mission in the firs place even if it was a stealth mission and there was war going on why can’t you prioritize your ninjas lives over mission why can’t you have teams that can back them up now I understand sacrifice for the better good but to a village that always brags about teamwork and comrades it sounds too hypocritical to me) Sakumo feels shame not because he saved his comrades but because his status falled ridiculously so much and he was mocked despised for his decision (that was the reason he died because of people he couldn’t take it that was the said reason in cannon) but for some reason kakashi instead of feeling resentment to the village that took his family becomes their most loyal trusted asset I understand why people feel disappointed at his character that doesn’t mean he can’t be loyal to something but he never once doesn’t seem to question why the purpose to all of this loss (please don’t talk about children they send them to wars when it’s convenient to maintain the status quo cuz they have to show their power it wouldn’t stop once there’s peace if there’s any war they still would send them.The strongest village, I remember someone said about Konoha that it’s the biggest ninja village and have the most ninja population so there can’t be that much civilians and kids that aren’t ninja Konoha makes the most money from missions it’s a ninja village not an civilized village)

Now I myself like naruto and kakashi I just don’t like what they represent that you must be ready to sacrifice everything for the village and if someone you care about dies along the way you have no right to be angry at the village because ya know that’s treason I think that anon wasn’t especially angry at naruto himself more than his fans. His fans that doesn’t see a broken child born out of neglect that’s ready to do everything for acknowledgement,bonds,family and friends that he’s blind to what lays underneath but thay see this perfect being that could do no wrong who had it worse than everyone but now he is just an perfect hero no longer that lonely child

Our problem with naruto isn’t naruto himself but people who refuse to see his arrogance (that even itachi pointed out in the war) that they are too far gone they undermine all others pain and suffering to uplift naruto (their precious self-insert)

That’s what i think anyway i’m not trying to impose my opinion on anyone but I just wanted to hear your opinion on those matters but feel free to ignore it if you don’t have anything to say on those matters I understand that not everyone would want to delve that deep into fiction it’s for our enjoyment at the end of the day and everyone could interpret fiction in their own way some might not want to deal with them by saying it in a fictional world it doesn’t work like ours so children going to war is okay there because the narrative doesn’t make a big deal out of it but I don’t believe that I think every fiction mirrors our own world and problems somehow but I get that it’s an escapism and you want to keep that away from that fictional world that has no flaws,it’s different for everyone and i don’t mind honestly

So you created an account just to say this? *Sigh*, okay then.

I'll begin by saying how I have a lot less to say about your ask in comparison to the original Anon, because the original's was just filled to the brim with utter nonsense, while yours isn't. However there are still several things wrong here.

You cannot honestly deny that most of the part I in naruto and the flashbacks it’s always naruto that starts to lash out violently at sasuke (when he doesn’t get to show off or couldn’t manage to throw shurikens as good as sasuke does) and sasuke just doesn’t cara he doesn’t even fight back he just dodges and naruto feels even more humiliated because of sasuke, it’s not sasuke’s fault that he feels inferior

Yeah that's true, but do you think that makes Naruto a terrible person or something? Or a "detestable child" as the other Anon so eloquently put it? No one with a good head on their shoulders thinks that Naruto was a saint as a child. He was a troublemaker with a bad attitude who got up to no good, people know and acknowledge that. However, we also acknowledge the reasons he became that way, and don't form conclusions regarding his worth as a person based on his juvenile antics as a child who was starving for any form of attention.

but you see naruto thought his pride and the exam was more important than his comrades he gave some encouragement and then passed out leaving sasuke to fight such dangerous person

Explain to me how on earth you reached the conclusion that Naruto apparently thought that his pride and the exams were more important than his comrades from this? Please explain that to me. How does Naruto fighting back against Orochimaru, giving Sasuke a pep talk, and then passing out, somehow equate to him prioritising his pride and the exams above the lives of his comrades? That makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Quite frankly, that is a preposterous conclusion to reach from that scenario. Opting to fight rather than flee does not automatically equate to caring more about your pride than the lives of your friends. I also love how you word it as Naruto "leaving" Sasuke to fight such a dangerous person, as if that was his intention - To get Orochimaru riled up, and then just leave Sasuke to deal with the consequences because he's just such a prick. Yeah that's not what happened.

and sakura called him a coward that naruto at least does something and she didn’t even do anything whatsoever just watched while the love of his life nearly got killed??? ( don’t get me wrong i like sakura and she did placed herself against gaara and sasuke was prepared to die for him and she got plenty better afterwards and I would never deny her growth that’s why she is my second favorite character but at the forest of death she did nothing and accuse someone who always does the most work of doing nothing)

This I agree with and I've made this point before - about how wrong it was for Sakura to have called Sasuke a coward in that situation, despite the fact that he was the one fighting while she was doing nothing. However, I've still always remained firm that Naruto had the right to label Sasuke as a coward in that situation (just as Sasuke had the right to label Naruto as a coward previously during the Land of waves). Naruto was right to do so, Sakura wasn't.

back to the point is i don’t understand why naruto feels it’s sasuke’s fault when he clearly is the one who starts the fights oh and don’t give me that ‘but naruto was 6 hes a child of course he gonna get jealous’ card kakashi was chunnin at that age which brings to another set of problems being that how can they send children to a war and such when they are so young and inexperienced

You don't understand why Naruto feels that what is Sasuke's fault? Naruto never once expressed the idea that Sasuke was at fault for any of their confrontations at the Academy. Furthermore, I can very much give you the "Naruto was just a child" card. You think using Kakashi's maturity at the same age justifies your assertion that people can't use that excuse? As if everyone was just like Kakashi when they were 6 years old? No it doesn't work that way. Naruto was behaving how you'd expect a 6 year old child with no parents to behave. Kakashi was the anomaly here, not the rule of behaviour.

I'm also not gonna get into the whole "child soldiers" debate because that's a whole other discussion and was never part of the original topic. The point of this was to address the original Anon's absurd claims regarding Naruto, and that's where we'll stay. So everything you said about the child soldiers was interesting, but is for another day. What I'll say regarding Kakashi and Sakumo though, is that Sakumo's treatment at the hands of the village following his mission's failure was never portrayed positively. You asked...

but for some reason kakashi instead of feeling resentment to the village that took his family becomes their most loyal trusted asset

Well I'll tell you why - It's for exactly the same reason why Sasuke eventually became one of Konoha's top protectors despite the ordeal with the Uchiha massacre. It's because the people who are currently residing in the village, are not the same people who wronged Kakashi's father. The current village has nothing to do with Sakumo's suicide, just like how the village itself was not responsible for the Uchiha massacre. The current village no longer abides by those outdated beliefs that the mission must be prioritised above all else. So why would Kakashi feel resentment towards those who had absolutely nothing to do with his father's suicide? There's something you can ask yourself. The village as it is now, is not the same village it was back then; people come and go, as do ideals.

That is not a view that has ever been highlighted in the series, so I really don't know where you got that one from. No one ever stated or indicated that you can't be angry or frustrated with the village hierarchy when a comrade dies during a mission because that would apparently be seen as treacherous. It's actually very ironic that you would say this in an ask criticising Naruto, because Naruto is actually the one who disproves your assertion in this case. If you recall, when Naruto was informed of Jiraiya's passing, he went on a tirade against Tsunade, saying that it was her fault he died, berating her for sending him to such a dangerous place alone etc.

Now during this entire ordeal, was Naruto ever depicted as the one in the wrong? No, he was portrayed as the sympathetic figure who was deeply grieving the loss of his beloved master. Everyone who saw Naruto as he was mourning, acknowledged that he had every right to feel that way, so of course no one was going to reprimand him for lashing out at Tsunade in the manner that he did.

I think that anon wasn’t especially angry at naruto himself more than his fans. His fans that doesn’t see a broken child born out of neglect that’s ready to do everything for acknowledgement, bonds, family and friends that he’s blind to what lays underneath but thay see this perfect being that could do no wrong who had it worse than everyone but now he is just an perfect hero no longer that lonely child

Well as I said before, those with a good head on their shoulders know that Naruto is far from a perfect being, but also know that everything the previous Anon was saying about him was bullshit, simple as that. That being said, I'd rather you didn't speak for that other Anon, because according to everything they said, they most definitely did have a major problem with Naruto himself.

That’s what i think anyway i’m not trying to impose my opinion on anyone but I just wanted to hear your opinion on those matters but feel free to ignore it if you don’t have anything to say on those matters I understand that not everyone would want to delve that deep into fiction it’s for our enjoyment at the end of the day and everyone could interpret fiction in their own way some might not want to deal with them by saying it in a fictional world it doesn’t work like ours so children going to war is okay there because the narrative doesn’t make a big deal out of it but I don’t believe that I think every fiction mirrors our own world and problems somehow but I get that it’s an escapism and you want to keep that away from that fictional world that has no flaws, it’s different for everyone and i don’t mind honestly.

I won't ignore what you said. I asked for someone to respond with their account and you did, so the least I can do is give credit where credit is due, and fulfil my end of the agreement. I had some things to say on the matter as well, but I'll reiterate that the child soldier stuff is far too big a topic to delve into here, and it would be going on a tangent that I'd like to avoid. All I wanted to do here was to see someone actually try to explain and justify the ridiculous accusations the initial Anon was throwing in Naruto's direction, but you didn't actually do that, you took a more understandable approach which I can appreciate, despite still finding issues with a lot of what you said.

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Hi! How have ya been? I hope good 😊✨ I just want to request some headcanons for ANBU kakashi having a very sensitive and sentimental s/o! (Your blog is so cute 🌷)

Kakashi having a sensitive and sentimental s/o:

author’s note: Thank you so much for requesting this! Kakashi is honestly one of my favorites, if not, my favorite character! (Also, thank you so much!) Hope you like it!

words: 1349

genres: fluff!!!!

warnings: n/a

Although ANBU Kakashi is a closed book to anyone around him, having a sensitive s/o would make him try to be at least a bit of an open book with them.

He likes talking about the books he’s been reading (Here we go, Icha Icha Paradise for the 13thtime!) and often tells you about his favorite character and why they shouldn’t have been killed off.

One time he got so heated you had to kiss him to make him be quiet. He blushed and apologized, but insisted you’d just love the character too if you just gave in and read Icha Icha Paradise with him.

If you ever watch sad movies and you begin to cry or even begin to get sad, he’ll notice and change the movie (even if you complain.)

“You feel bad. Why do you want to watch the movie if you feel bad?”

He won’t mention Obito or Rin often (or, at all, even,) as he wouldn’t want to make you feel sad.

Don’t even try to insist and force him to talk about them—he’d be stubborn about it and would try to get out of the conversation. Even if you insist that you’ll be okay, he still bottles his emotions up about that situation and would rather not want you to know about how painful it is for him.

He’ll eventually talk about it if you don’t put pressure on it though. You’d be on his chest, and the comforting silence would eventually awaken the soft, open-book Kakashi. He would softly start talking about how he would fight with Obito all the time and would tell you about all the times Obito made them late. He wouldn’t talk about the bad things, but would rather make you laugh and smile with the memory of his best friends.

He actually took you to their graves the next morning and thanked you for being there with him. It was the first time you had ever seen him be so emotional about something in particular.

He is open about things when it’s in-the-moment but is still pretty limited with details. He’s also INCREDIBLY awkward about it and since he just wants to be open and honest with you, he often says things without thinking about them beforehand.

“I actually really like ramen.” “What?” “Nothing.”

“I actually do have a face beneath my mask, you know.” “I know, Kakashi.”

One thing Kakashi does and WILL ALWAYS DO is comfort you. He isn’t really good with words, but if he ever comes home and finds you crying, you bet you’ll be laying on his chest as he draws circles on your back.

Since he isn’t good with words, he makes it up by his presence. He’ll make you some dinner after you’ve finished crying, put on your favorite movie, and just stay by your side until you literally have to swear that you’re okay.

He’ll never pressure you into talking about the situation at hand since he doesn’t want you to talk about something that still hurts you. (If it’s a certain person making you feel bad, though, you bet they’ll never bother you again.)

He never makes you feel bad about being sensitive or sentimental! In fact, he often tells you to be proud that you can feel such emotions.

“Think about it. If you didn’t feel any emotions at all, it’d be the same thing as not being… dead.”

“Hey, at least you’re not like, cruel.”

“You care about others, which is a good thing. Guy also cares about others and look at him, he’s doing great.” “How?” “Uh. He’s a ninja?”

He tries, s/o. He really does.

If you ever feel insecure about anything, you bet you’re going to be lectured by Kakashi. You’re absolutely precious to him, and he WILL make you know that.

You’re honestly the one person who eventually brings him out of his shell. Although Guy had tried to for years, Kakashi opened up when he started dating you. It still bothers Guy, but he is really happy that Kakashi has now actually raced him to the top of the mountain. (Of course, you had to tell Kakashi to do it for YOUR sake)

You’re the only one who actually knows his favorite ice cream flavor (Is it mint chocolate chip? Please tell us.)

You are a fragile, soft, wonderful human being that Kakashi cherishes and that means one thing: he WILL NEVER let anything or anyone harm you. He has lost too many people in his life and he can’t afford to lose another.

If he notices that someone has made a comment that has hurt your feelings or bothered you, you bet he is going to walk up to them and intimidate them in a way that makes them run for the hills.

Although it may seem that he is quite lazy and doesn’t really care about anything, the way his eyes (or rather, eye,) look at you while you’re doing something as simple as read proves otherwise. You’re the one thing he 100% cares about and everyone knows it.

If an argument ever arises, he immediately apologizes and tries to fix the problem by diving into the root of the argument. He never wants to have a pointless argument if all it’s going to do is make the both of you feel bad.

You’re the only person he hangs out with after work. If he’s not with you watching movies, talking about life, or simply just playing with his ninja hounds, he’s reading in his favorite spot.

He likes to take you on private, small, picnic dates. He sees you as the sun in his life, and so on the sunniest days (when it’s not too hot, of course, he would suffocate,) he would often lead you under a tree and would say something like, “I kind of… planned this.”

If you got too sentimental over the cute date he had planned, he would get all “Oh did you not like it? I’m sorry.” And would try to clean everything up, promising to take you somewhere else. If you said it was because it was too beautiful, he would blush and try to play it off before drying off the tears with his thumb.

Kakashi is soft with you. He shows you a side of him that no one has ever seen and you often run your hands through his hair; he really likes laying his head on your lap, his hair tangled in your hands, as he reads you some Icha Icha Paradise (you finally gave in.)

He LOVES to make you laugh. There is where his snarky humor evolved from. He started making these sarcastic comments around you, and once you found them funny a lightbulb clicked in his head.

Now he’s all about challenging Guy and beating him if it makes you laugh.

Let’s talk about how soft his kisses are.

He knows you’re soft and he wants to match your energy. So what does he do? He softly grasps your cheeks, leans in, and plants his lips against yours. Almost cloud-like!

If you’re ever crying and you’ve calmed down a bit, you’re definitely getting a kiss. He’s found out that if he kisses you as you’re calming down, you end up smiling and looking beautiful.

He encourages you to smile even though he doesn’t smile himself.

The only PDA he allows is hold-handing. But that took a couple of weeks and thousands of pouts from you for him to be open to holding your hand.

It still takes him a few months for you to see his face, but let’s think about it… that’s fast considering all of his not-so-childhood friends have never seen it.

He’s a bit awkward at the beginning of the relationship, but as he opens up and you both start to know each other more, he becomes really lovely and is really observant about everything. He knows when you’re happy, sad, nervous, etc.

He definitely becomes forgetful at times, but always makes up to it! He missed your date by 10 minutes? He’ll pay for dinner AND the dessert.

Ultimately, ANBU Kakashi is hurt, quiet, and someone who never really allows anyone to get close to him as he is afraid of losing anyone else. But once he meets you, he’s different. He tries to change his ways and becomes his true self. You’ll always see the true Kakashi behind closed doors.

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dognoselover · 4 years

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Bloodstained Hands, Ch 2:

Kakashi shot awake in a panic, gasping for breath and covered in a cold sweat. His hands were trembling, and, for a long moment, he was disoriented. This wasn’t his room, or his apartment. Where were his pictures of his team? Or Mr. Ukki? Even his body felt wrong. But then, suddenly, Kakashi remembered where he was. When he was.

“Kakashi!”

His eyes widened at the sound of the sweet, sing-song way his name was called. No… It couldn’t be. Throwing himself from the bed, he rushed to the front door, ignoring the way his skull flared painfully and how he stumbled. Panting, he slowed as the front door came into sight.

“Kakashi, I know you’re in there. You didn’t show up for training today. Minato-sensei said you weren’t feeling well, so I thought I should bring over something for you to eat…”

“Why do you even bother?” Came a loud, familiarly obnoxious voice. Dread rose in Kakashi’s chest, threatening to consume him. “You know he’s not even going to answer the door.”

Unbeknownst to his teammates, the Hatake was only a few feet from the door. He could sense their chakra, weaker than he last remembered it, but still there, strong and steady. The wound in his heart begged him to open the door, to wrap them both in his too-small arms and beg for their forgiveness. Yet, he couldn’t find the strength in him to move, paralyzed by fear. The darkness within him too easily reminded him that he was the reason for both of their deaths. If anything, he should push them away. He should push them far, far away, and then maybe then they would be safe from the destruction that he caused everywhere he went.

Obito and Rin were freshly fallen snow, and Kakashi was soaked in their blood, trying to keep it from dripping from his fingers with every breath.

“See?” Obito broke through his thoughts. “I told you he wasn’t going to answer.”

“Hush!” Rin scolded. Kakashi silently approached the door, using every ounce of restraint that he had finely honed during his decades as a shinobi. “Kakashi, please, talk to us.”

His voice came through low and hoarse, like a hiss. “Go away.”

Unfortunately, his acknowledgement of their presence only encouraged Rin. “Kakashi!” She exclaimed. The happiness in her voice tore at his soul like savage claws, and everytime she said his name his resolve crumbled a little more. “I brought some miso soup, since I know it’s your favorite… It has eggplant, too! I-”

“Go away. I don’t want to see you.”

“Oh. Alright…” Rin trailed off, and Kakashi could hear the dejection in her voice. Of course, if Rin was upset, Obito felt the need to jump to her defense.

“Why do you have to say that, Bakakashi?” Obito shouted. “You’re always so mean, and Rin was just trying to do something nice for you-!”

ooooh this is a cool section !! i’ll do my best to give a Good DVD Comment on it but i wrote it... at least a year ago so LMAO

the chapter begins with a nightmare and that nightmare ends with rin saying kakashi’s name when she was killed - and i liked the transition of her, in real life, saying it to him to wake him up. and kakashi’s freshly time traveled, so he’s disorientated and confused af.

meanwhile, obito and rin are... concerned out of their minds. kakashi? sick? missing training? he must be dying. so of course they’re going to go check on him. but kakashi hasn’t actually seen them yet. it’s his first interaction with his formerly dead teammates (save for minato).

and he’s just confused, especially awoken from a nightmare like that, and his most significant memories of them are of their deaths, and he’s just not ready. not ready to accept this is his reality now, not ready to lock eyes with two people he failed so spectacularly and pretend like everything was normal, like he was his bratty 12 year old self who didn’t care when actually he cares so so much.

this is also the first time we see a theme prevalent throughout the first half of the story-- what does kakashi do different? does he hold them closer or push them father away? savor their presence or protect himself from another possible failure-- their possible deaths, again?

he just doesn’t know right then, so he pushes them away. he doesn’t have a solid plan of action and that scares him. he doesn’t know what he’s going to do and he can’t show them all this emotion that he has-- emotion that he’s not even used to dealing with himself --because if they see that emotion then they’re going to know something’s wrong and then they’re going to press him. press him for information he doesn’t have and isn’t ready to give. he just... doesn’t have any answers. and with kakashi the way he is, a strategic genius since he was a toddler, i imagine not knowing what to do is frightening. he’s always been quick on his feet, with a witty retort or a plan of action and here he’s got nothing. nada. the obvious tactical solution is to retreat until he does have a plan.

so he pushes them away. or tries to. rin is wholeheartedly concerned for him and wants to express that in a way kakashi would appreciate -- something practical, like a meal -- and she’s undeterred by his expected backlash. her concern for her teammate far extends the severity of his words, which she’s used to by now, and his barbs aren’t so much as barbs to her. she recognizes it for what it is: a defense mechanism. she also knows that he just can’t keep closing himself up but that’s pitted against her politeness and fear of upsetting him, which is why she gives up relatively quickly after kakashi insists that they leave.

obito, on the other hand, is vulnerable. he’s concerned for kakashi for once, not seeing him right now as a rival but a teammate in need-- because when, ever, has the prodigy kakashi seemed so human? --and when kakashi uses that vulnerability to push him away, obito gets understandably angry. he’s defensive of himself for being vulnerable, which was obviously a mistake since kakashi didn’t take the olive branch, and it presents as defensiveness of rin, even though she can well enough handle herself. why rin, though? well, we could just put gender roles into place and say something outdated like “he was protecting her” from someone she.. didn’t need protecting from. but in reality, he gets defensive over rin because he can’t get defensive over himself. saying that he didn’t like kakashi’s response is the same as admitting weakness, and 12 year old kakashi caught scent of weaknesses and exploited them like a bloodhound on a trail. and obito wants nothing more than kakashi’s respect, to see him as an equal. so if he shows that he’s concerned, that he’s hurt, kakashi would just see him as a crybaby plus some. since he wants to avoid that, shifting his protectiveness onto rin is the next best option.

ultimately it just presents a team dynamic that i thought was... fitting. obito and kakashi still clashing, right off the bat, as if nothing had changed although everything had changed. putting a bigger strain on their first true meeting. it’s all kakashi trying to juggle time traveling and his not-dead dead teammates and all this unusual physical pain he has in his left eye, while at the same time obito trying to handle kakashi and rin trying to handle the both of them.

i could honestly ramble about this a whole lot more -- i’ve already written a fuckn more in depth analysis of my own damn writing than i was expecting (why cant i do this on my college essays) -- but i think that about sums it up. can you tell i like introspection a whole lot? :)

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sloaners · 5 years

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You asked for a Juubito prompt.... So what about Juubito meeting his pre-Kannabi team and cuddling the fuck out of a mildly concerned (terrified) tiny Kakashi? Also purring

(sort of followed it)

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Obito holds the kunai in front of him; the battleground is in sharp focus, and nothing can hide from him, even as his eyes sting sharply with the formation of his Sharingan. But he has no time to celebrate his transformation; all he knows is that he has to protect Kakashi with everything he’s got.

With his own life if he has to.

Just then, a wave of pressure rolls through the forest, stopping everyone in their tracks. Obito winces at how bright it is, how alien. But part of it feels eerily familiar.

The power flashes again. Suddenly, roots shoot up from the ground, almost too fast for even Obito to see. They ensnare the invisible Iwa nin around his limbs, with no chance for him to react. He screams as the roots grow and twist all around, in an inescapable trap as the tendrils wind tighter and tighter.

Obito is too shocked, too frozen in place to even take a step back.

The screams cut off with a snap, and a large gnarled tree stands where the enemy shinobi used to be.

The silence rings through the clearing. A leaf flutters, and the source of pressure steps into the forest light, trailed by flickers of fire.

It’s a man, who is mostly human shaped, but everything else seems all wrong. His hair and skin are pale, with his right side speckled with scales. His shoulders host a collar of tendrils, and two asymmetrical horns adorn his forehead.

Yet his eyes are what are most unnerving: his left eye is completely purple, with multiple rings in the iris. His other eye is red, Sharingan red, but the pattern contains no tomoe.

Obito can hear Kakashi suck in a sharp breath behind him, but Obito doesn’t dare turn away from whatever this creature is. Because… because he’s also carrying Rin on his back. Her arms are sprawled, slack, over his shoulders; she’s unconscious.

“Hey,” the being says, as if nothing is wrong.

“Rin!” Obito cries, and he manages a step forward. “What are you doing with her?!” he accuses.

The being raises an eyebrow. “Uh, carrying her? She’s just asleep. But she’s fine and I killed the other guys, by the way, so you’re welcome.”

Obito falters, so many of his subsequent questions answered at once. “Oh. Uh. Thanks?”

“Mmhm,” the being hums. He scuffs at the ground with his foot, and a bed of soft moss springs out from nowhere. He crouches down, and carefully sets Rin onto the makeshift bed. “She’ll wake up in a little bit.”

Obito tries to steel himself again. “How did you—“

But then Kakashi pushes past Obito, and steps in front of him on shockingly steady legs. “Who are you,” he demands.

The being looks up from where Rin is lying on the moss, and he breaks out into a sunny grin. “Bakashi! You don’t know how happy I am to find you.”

Kakashi stumbles slightly, shocked. “What?”

“What?” Obito echoes. “Hey, calling him Bakashi is my thing—“

Then in the blink of an eye, the being plucks Kakashi up from where he’s standing. “You are so tiny,” he says, amazed, as he holds Kakashi in the air.

“H—hey!” Kakashi shouts, kicking at him. “Let me go!”

The being doesn’t seem to notice, peering at Kakashi’s injured face. “Ah, but your eye,” he continues. “Sorry I’m late again,” he adds, smiling a bit sadly.

Kakashi freezes, and his right eye widens. “W—wait.” He looks at Obito and the being and back again. “Are you—how can you be—“

“Yeah,” the being says, tipping his head in assent. “I am.” He shifts his grip, and holds a hand up towards Kakashi’s face. Obito’s Sharingan can see the chakra collect under his hand, but Kakashi isn’t moving.

Obito’s heart jolts, and he races forward. “Hey! Don’t you touch him!”

The being doesn’t even bother to look at Obito. “You don’t want to interrupt me.” A tendril hooks around Obito’s ankle, and it hoists him into the air, hanging him upside-down near him.

“Let me go, you asshole!” Obito hollers, trying to lean up to swing and attack at the man.

“Hm. Nah,” he says. He presses his thumb under Kakashi’s eye socket. The chakra bursts in a colorful light, streaking through Kakashi’s left eye.

Kakashi full-body jerks with the influx, and goes slack.

But then Kakashi jerks right up again, and shakes out his head and hair. He looks all around the forest, and then over at Obito again. Kakashi blinks both eyes several times, and Obito gapes. The cut is still there, but Kakashi’s left eye is perfectly grey and intact again.

“How’s that?” the being asks, tilting his head in assessment.

“...A warning would have been nice,” Kakashi responds, a bit miffed.

“Okay, that’s—fixing his eye actually really awesome,” Obito admits, “but that doesn’t let you totally off the hook!” He swings his arms ineffectually in the air. “Who the hell are you, anyway?” he barks at the being.

Said being gives Obito a look like he’s particularly dim. Come to think of it, Kakashi gives Obito that look a lot, too. “Seriously?” the man asks. “Kakashi here gets it, and Rin figured it out the moment she saw me.”

“Get what?”

“Use your eyes, dummy,” the man mocks. “Don’t you have your Sharingan, now?”

“Oh yeah,” says Obito, blinking his still-red eyes. Kakashi sighs, aggrieved, slouching wearily in the man’s arms.

Obito squints at the man with his newfound expanded vision. “You’re... familiar...?” he guesses.

The man nods his head in a mockery of encouragement. “Uh huh. Great. Now assess yourself.”

Obito stares at his own hands, squinting even harder. “My chakra is—Wait. You’re—“ Obito’s eyes go huge. “WHAAAAT??” he screams, pointing wildly upside-down at the man’s torso. “You—you’re me?!”

“Ten points for you,” says the older Obito, sarcastic.

“You—I?? Have horns?? Scales??” Obito screeches. He clutches at his hair. “I’m a lizard person!?”

“Is it ironic if I call myself an idiot?” the older Obito muses to Kakashi.

“You’re a jinchuuriki,” Kakashi states instead, but he’s more awed than anything. “Which one?”

“I guess I am.” The older Obito shrugs as he sets Kakashi down. “Sort of. Me and the Juubi have more of a ‘mutual understanding’ instead.”

“I’m a jinchuuriki?” Obito whimpers to himself.

“Juubi?” Kakashi asks, gaze sharp. “There’s supposed to be only nine tailed beasts.”

—-

(to be continued...)

#my writing #fan fic #naruto #juubito #team minato #obito #kakashi #obito uchiha #kakashi hatake #time travel

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kusunogatari · 4 years

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[ ObiRyū October | Day Nineteen | Plants ] [ @abyssaldespair ] [ Uchiha Obito, Suigin Ryū, Hatake Kakashi ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ]

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“You know what you need, Obito?”

Biting his tongue for a moment in concentration, Obito lets the dart in his fingers fly free. It hits the board two inches from the middle, up to the left. “Therapy?” he then replies, scowling at his point total so far. Kakashi is winning. And that’s unacceptable.

“Well...yeah,” the Hatake replies. “But therapy is expensive. I was going to suggest something a little...simpler.”

“Maybe a date, then?”

“You think a date is simple?”

“Ha...true. What, then?”

“A plant.”

“...a what?”

Kakashi laughs, getting up from his reclined position to take his turn. “A plant. I’ve been reading about how they can help a person’s mood by adding something to their environment. Y’know, since we’re stuck here in the concrete jungle.”

Obito can’t help a flat snort at that. “True enough. But I’ve never had a plant before. I’d probably kill it.”

“Get a cactus. You hardly ever have to water it.”

“Will my cat chew on it?”

“Not if it’s halfway smart. Would you chew on a cactus?”

Obito doesn’t bother answering that. “So I get a plant, and...then what?”

“You enjoy it. You do know how to actually enjoy things, don’t you?”

“Plants just...sit there. What good does it do? That doesn’t make any sense, Kakashi.”

“I got one about a month ago. It sits in my kitchen window. I dunno - it makes me smile. To know that there’s something alive, thriving where I live.”

“I already have that with my cat.”

“Plants are different. I have my dog, but it’s not the same. I can’t really explain it, but it really does feel like things are a bit lighter in my apartment. Just give it a try. I think you’d like it.”

Frowning, Obito...doesn’t quite understand. He already has something living in his apartment. Tenebris is great company. Why Kakashi thinks a plant will magically be better is beyond him, but...well, he’ll give a try. “All right, fine. I’ll try to find one this weekend when I’m off work.”

Once said weekend rolls around, Obito keeps his promise and heads to his local farm and garden store. Which...he’s never once set foot in, given he has neither a farm, nor a garden. Not until now, anyway.

...does one plant count as a garden? He’ll say it does.

The store is actually really big, and he hesitates by the entrance for a moment. They...do sell plants here, right? Because he’s not really sure he could manage with some seeds.

A sales associate then asks if he needs any help.

“I’m, er...looking to buy a plant…?”

“All right! Any specific kind?”

“Something...easy. I’m new to this.”

“Sure, sure. Our greenhouse is along the left hand side of the store - just follow the wall and you can’t miss it. Ask for Ryū, she’ll help you out.”

“All right. Thanks.”

Directions acquired, he follows them, passing by a million things he’d never have a use for before making it to the automatic doors that lead into the garden center.

As the doors open, a pleasant aroma reaches his nose. Obito finds himself taken aback. He knows flowers are supposed to smell good, but this is a lot stronger than he was expecting.

This place is huge! Which...he supposes makes sense. A whole section is set aside for supplies: planters, watering cans, sprinklers, even fancy stuff like fountains and statues. A bit outside his budget, let alone the space in his teeny tiny apartment. Then there’s soil mixtures, fertilizers, and concrete border bricks and rocks.

Only then do they get to the plants, and...wow, there’s a lot. Flowers are the vast majority, but he also spots some like berry plants, baby trees and hedges, and decorative plants like ivies and ferns. There’s so many he literally has no idea where to start.

Well...he supposes a good first step would be finding this Ryū lady the guy inside said to look for.

There’s a guy at the register they keep out here, but...he doesn’t see a woman. Maybe she’s hidden among an aisle somewhere? Not wanting to look lost again, he instead tries looking like he’s browsing, peeking surreptitiously into every new row of plants and supplies. Several attempts later, he finds what he’s actually looking for.

Ryū - if that’s actually who this is - is up on a step stool to reach the topmost shelf, rearranging some flowers that he has...no idea what they’re called. She’s wearing a plain brown smock over the store’s uniform, a kerchief helping to keep her hair out of her face, and...wow. Her hair is white…? Reminds him of Kakashi’s, but it’s even lighter, and...wavy! It kinda looks like a poofy cloud around her face.

And then he realizes she’s looking inquisitively at him.

“Oh, uh…”

“Can I help you?”

He shifts his weight, suddenly nervous. She’s actually really...cute? Large grey eyes in a heart-shaped face watch him curiously. “I’m...looking for a plant…”

Stepping down to the concrete floor, she dusts at her apron and then gives a sweet giggle. “Well, you’re in the right place for that! Can you...be at all more specific?”

How to explain… “Well, a...friend of mine suggested I look into it. But I’ve never had a plant before. So I’m looking for something...easy. Simple.”

Understanding alights her face. “I see! Well, I’ve got a few that are pretty easy to keep.” Gesturing for him to follow, Ryū leads him to another aisle. “This is a snake plant! They need very few waterings, and don’t need a lot of direct sunlight in case you don’t have a well-placed window or balcony. Then we have a spider plant. They do like sun, but it’s not a full necessity. They just thrive a bit better that way. When it’s warm they like a good amount of water, but you can cut back when it gets cooler. There’s also...devil’s ivy - they like dry soil. Aloe vera needs good drainage, and a cactus soil is best for them. Then on the other end of the spectrum, nerve plants like a lot of water, if you’re the sort to go a bit overboard!”

Obito watches as she points out all the different plants. None of them have flowers on them, but...well, he doesn’t really mind. Flowers are a bit too feminine for him, anyway. Something simple and green should suit him just fine. But she starts dumping a bit too much information on him, and he flounders. “...uh…?”

Realizing as much, she laughs again. “Sorry, sorry...I tend to ramble. If I were you, I’d try devil’s ivy first. They don’t need a lot of water or light. And they grow like weeds, which is fun! I recommend putting them in a hanging pot so all the limbs can drape down. It’s really pretty. Just be careful about overwatering, as that can bring about root rot. Make sure the soil gets plenty dry before you water again!”

Picking up one of the plants, Obito looks it over. The subtle marbling of lighter green on the leaves is pretty cool. It reminds him of his friend Zetsu, what with his vitiligo. Maybe he’ll name the plant after him. And it’s not too expensive, either. “Okay, I’ll give this one a try.”

“Perfect!”

“Do I...need anything else?”

“You can get an attachment to turn that pot into a hanging one - they’re easy to put on and pretty cheap. Once it grows a fair bit, you’ll need to repot it: to put it in a bigger pot so the roots don’t get too crowded. But that’ll be a while yet. It’s already in potting soil, so it won’t need any fertilizer, either. And you can just water it with a cup, honestly. Unless you feel like getting fancy, you should be good to go! There’s a million guides online if you need more help, too. Never fear looking something up if you’ve got any questions.”

“Er...okay.”

“So...I guess if that’s all you want, we can get you rung up out here, so you can take your new plant baby home!”

Subtly, Obito’s nose wrinkles. Baby…? But he doesn’t complain, following her to the checkout stand after getting a hanger for the planter and paying for his new plant. Then it’s a walk to the bus, a short ride, and he’s back at his apartment.

...now what?

His apartment does have a small balcony that faces to the west - it gets a good amount of afternoon sun. He’ll have to look up how much is enough and not too much. He doesn’t have any hooks to hang it on yet, so...for now, he can just set it on the floor. But will Tenebris bother it?

Speaking of, she’s purring and twisting around his legs as he gets home, looking to the plant curiously. He cautiously offers it for her to sniff. He occasionally gets her those little pet grasses (which never last longer than a week before it dies…), but otherwise she doesn’t get anything green.

After a few sniffs, she declares it inspected and leaves it alone.

...well, hopefully she won’t try and chew it.

Just in case, he fetches a little end table from his room to set it on, arranging it by the glass door to the balcony. The soil feels a little damp, so no need for water. He makes a mental note to get some hooks next time he’s out and about.

...he’ll admit, it looks...nice. And it’ll look even better once he gets it hanging.

For now, he snaps a picture of it with his phone, first sending it to Kakashi with the message, all right, got the plant. happy now? :P

The next he sends to Zetsu. made a new friend today and named it after you. see the resemblance?

From there, he decides it’s about time for some lunch, so...he leaves Zetsu junior by the door and fixes himself some quick food.

And so begins a new routine. After feeding Tenebris every night (and cleaning her litter box, eugh), he checks the plant. A finger gauges the dampness of the soil, giving it a little water whenever he finds it to be too dry. Careful eyes look it over for any imperfections.

...and every time he looks at it, he’s reminded of the lady who sold it to him. What was her name? Ryū? She was super helpful, and...really nice.

...and really cute.

He kind of wants to go back and see if she’s there again. Why, he’s not sure. He doubts he’d have the stones to ask her for her number or anything. After all, their only connection is as a customer and retailer. She was nice because that’s her job: to encourage someone to buy something.

Which he did.

Would she even remember him? It’s been two weeks now...surely he’s lost in a haze of other people she’s been forced to talk to since then.

...but in the end, he decides to try.

This time, he knows exactly where he’s going when he steps into the building. But...he also lingers outside the door for a little while, realizing he has no idea what he’s going to do or say once he gets in there.

And it doesn’t help there’s some kind of a sale going on, so the place is actually a bit crowded. He doesn’t want to interrupt her working: he knows that well enough himself. But he’s already come this far, he can’t just leave now!

So he squares his shoulders, takes a breath...and then heads inside.

Quite a few people mill about, looking at all the wares and plants within the garden center. To help with the load, more employees are fluttering around compared to last time. Everywhere he looks, there’s people.

But where is Ryū…?

With so many others to catch attention, he doesn’t bother trying to hide his searching gaze, everyone too focused on their own tasks to care. He makes a full lap around without seeing her. Did he really manage to miss her, or...maybe she’s not here? Surely she must be! Then his whole trip would be for noth-

“Whoa!”

Rounding a corner, Obito manages to skid to a stop before running into...Ryū! She too comes up short, eyes wide in surprise and clinging to the woven bamboo in a pot she’s carrying.

“...oh! It’s you again!”

Wait, she...she recognizes -? Oh...it’s then he thinks to account for his scars. That would make him memorable.

“The guy with the devil’s ivy, right? How’s it doing? Did you get it hung okay?”

He blinks. “...uh...y-yeah, I did. It’s by my balcony door. Seems to like it there.”

“That’s great!” She gives him a smile. “See, I told you it wouldn’t be so bad! Are you here to get another plant?”

“... uh ?”

“I know it’s hard to stop once you start, right? You could get a second ivy and have one on each side of the door!”

“Er, maybe...actually, I -?”

“If you wait just a sec, I can help you look for one! I need to run this to a guy at checkout, then I’ll be free!”

“Uh -?” Before he can protest, she’s already zipping back to the counter.

This isn’t good. He’s not here for another plant, he’s here to say hi! But now he’ll feel bad if he doesn’t get one...and maybe she’s right. Having a balance would look nice. And then Zetsu junior won’t be lonely. But what to name the other one...Zetsu the third?

As he mulls it over, Ryū manages to return unscathed. “So, what do you think?”

“Sure, I...can get another one.”

“Perfect!” They move to the right aisle, Obito perusing the plants before picking one up.

“So...um…”

“Need anything else?”

The tips of his ears slowly go red. “Well, actually...why I really came here was to...say hi. You were...really helpful before. I appreciated it.”

Ryū blinks, clearly taken aback. “Oh...well, you’re welcome! Thanks for stopping by again! Um…” Her smile then turns sheepish. “Sorry...you don’t have to get another plant, I just...figured that’s what you wanted.”

“No, it’s fine! You’re right, it’ll be nice to have the balance. And it’s...nice seeing you again.”

At that, she suddenly turns bashful, gaze dropping and a hand tucking hair behind her ear. “Yeah...you too.”

...a silence falls. And then -

“Would you -”

“Could I -”

“Like to -”

“Get your -”

“Trade -”

“Numbers?”

As the sentences jumble together, they both come to a stop with a jolt before laughing nervously. “Sorry, um...what was that?”

“Nothing, I just...uh…”

“Um...maybe we could...exchange numbers…? Y’know...just to chat?”

Obito blinks. Did she really just -? “...yeah! Yeah, I - I’d like that.”

“Okay...cool!” She fetches her mobile, Obito doing the same as they add one another. “...there. I guess I’ll have to talk to you later! I better get back to it, or...I’ll get in trouble.”

“Oh, sorry!”

“It’s fine - we’re busy enough I bet no one’s noticed I’m gone yet. But it was nice seeing you again, um…?”

“Obito! And you were...Ryū?”

“Yeah!”

He grins. “...all right, well...see you...later?”

“Yeah...have fun with your new plant!”

“I will, heh. Later.” Paying for Zetsu number three, Obito heads home with a light feeling in his chest. That...went far better than he could have dared to hope.

He’ll have to tell Kakashi he’s one step closer to getting that date, too.

This...could be longer but it’s late and I’m tired :’D Meg yet again suggested a plot and it was SUPER CUTE. Hopefully I did it justice in my limited time jkjhfdg Meg and I have both become plant parents over the last year so this is super relatable x’D You can’t get just one. You can’t. But now, it is bedtime. I must sleep uwu Thanks for reading!

#obiryū october #abyssaldespair #uchiha obito #suigin ryū #hatake kakashi #best years of your life [ au ]

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rainbowwritesthings · 5 years

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Sorry I’m Late

There were a few things Obito expected to find when he burst through the clearing, but a hunched over Kakashi gasping for air was not it. Kakashi was the one taken to be the jinchuuriki and things keep getting more out of hand.

AO3

The first thing Obito saw as he ran into the clearing was Kakashi hunched over on the ground, one hand was clutched to his sternum while his other arm was weakly supporting him from just hitting the ground. He was panting heavily and clearly in pain, this sight alone froze Obito to the spot and filled his blood with ice.

Kakashi had always stood strong against everything, even when he had lost an eye he gotten back up and kept fighting, it was part of the reason Obito had entrusted Rin to him. So seeing the other gasping for breath from an unseen wound had every cell in Obito’s body screaming that this wasn’t right.

He was so caught off guard by the sight of Kakashi that it took Rin deflecting a kunai for Obito’s gaze to truly land on her. Rin had positioned herself in front of Kakashi, her arm was bleeding but she looked determined as she grit her teeth at the swarm of shinobi around them.

Kakashi let out a strangled groan of pain that had Rin tensing and Obito stumbling forward. “...Rin.”

The girl’s head whipped over to him and as he walked closer her tense posture melted to one of disbelief, “I- what?”

Obito stepped closer holding up his hands and gave her a strained smile, “hey Rin.”

Kakashi had looked over after Rin spoke and was staring at Obito with wide eyes, “Obito?” The name was barely whispered but still managed to hit Obito full on and steal his breath.

“Sorry I’m late guys.” Rin made a choked noise and covered her mouth, “how?” Obito rubbed the back of his sheepishly, “it’s a really long and weird story, but first we need to get out of here.”

The young Uchiha was completely prepared for the pair to doubt his still being alive and conveniently there to rescue them, he had a few things that only he and the other two knew. If it took him recounting every last embarrassing thing he had done in front of them for them to trust him then it was a small price to pay.

Instead of questioning him Kakashi shakily tried to get to his feet and gave another sharp breath before stopping at a kneel, on instinct Obito crouched down to steady him. “Oi Bakashi, what happened?” Obito looked him over but found no real reason that Kakashi should be in this much pain, not to mention that this close up he could see how pale and sweaty the other boy was.

“They put something in me, I don’t know what it is but it’s powerful and it’s bloodthirsty. I think they’re planning on setting it loose in Konoha.”

Obito had thought his own answer had been vague but this was something else, “put something in? Like a bomb?”

That didn’t make sense though, Kakashi had just said that whatever they used was bloodthirsty. He was brought back by another pained sound from the male and he started to move closer but was stopped by a vice grip on his arm. Though the intense stare he got from Kakashi would have had the same effect, “Obito, you need to take Rin and run. You need to protect her.”

Obito heard Rin draw in a sharp breath and before she started in on him he answered, “I will protect Rin, and I’m going to protect you too Kakashi!”

He gave the silver haired teen a smile and ignored the way Kakashi’s face morphed into one of anger and desperation, “you don’t understand!” Obito turned his back to him and readed himself for the Hidden Mist shinobi that had regrouped and decided that Obito was hardly a threat.

“Remember, we need the silver one alive!” That was Obito’s warning before he face to mask with one of them, the ensuing fight didn’t feel like it was him actually moving and he was once again grateful to the creature that covered him.

He had slid back into a battle stance and knew that beside him Rin was doing the same, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t worried but he would be damned if he failed either of his friends after trying so hard to find them. Behind him he heard the crackle of lightning and a soft voice that could barely be heard over it, “I’m sorry.”

Obito turned just in time to watch Kakashi thrust the charged kunai into his stomach, he watched as Kakashi gave a quick jerk before falling forward. Rin gave a strangled sound as she dropped to her knees next to him and flipped the boy over, Obito felt an odd numbness when he looked at the gaping hole gushing blood.

Rin wasted no time in trying to heal the wound but a harsh voice whispered to Obito that she wouldn’t be able to heal an injury that bad, the only thing it would do would prolong his death. “Damn, we went through all that trouble just for him to off himself.”

That one phrase turned Obito’s numbness and disbelief into pure rage, he was next to the unwitting man in a second and feeling the skull crack under his hand filled Obito with grim satisfaction. More masks passed through his vision and he tore through them one after another as if they were made of paper than of flesh and bone, yet the more bodies he went through the sharper the rage became.

How dare these no name strangers take one of the strongest people Obito ever met and wear him down to the point of fracturing. He didn’t know what they did and he didn’t care, all that mattered was that they were the reason Kakashi was laying in a pool of his own blood. Someone tried to sneak behind him and let out a wet gasp as they were impaled and tossed aside, they tried in vain to crawl away and Obito felt nothing but rage as he ripped off the crawling ninja’s legs.

The screams of the people he was hunting didn’t register in his mind, nor did their begging, but when he heard Rin give a startled yell it was crystal clear. He was already running to her ready to kill anyone stupid enough to even breathe on her before he saw what was going on, she had clearly been knocked back and was clutching her arm as if it was burned. In front of her was-

Obito ground to a stop when he saw what was in front of him and a single thought ran through his head on repeat, ‘what the hell?’ It was Kakashi, he was breathing and standing but everything in Obito screamed that this was wrong. Blue chakra emanated from his teammate like a flame, a long tail had formed from that same chakra but what froze Obito was Kakashi’s eye.

What should have been a dark charcoal color had been replaced by a piercing yellow, the side that housed the sharingan was coated by the opaque chakra. That yellow eye snapped over to him and Obito felt the hair on his neck rise, that didn’t feel like Kakashi staring back at him.

More of the bubbling chakra spewed forth until only bits of Kakashi were visible under it, “Ka-Kakashi?”

The answer was a deafening roar that had Rin recoiling, but it was the way that Kakashi could be heard in the roar that was truly upsetting. When the jinchuuriki turned its attention to the Mist Shinobi that remained Obito saw what looked to be the beginnings of a second tail forming.

As his teammate began stalking the now retreating shinobi, Obito looked over to Rin who was still clutching her arm as she went to stand by him. This close he could see the wounds better, it looked less like a burn from a fire but instead looked like someone had splashed acid on her.

It coated her right arm the worse but was clearly present elsewhere, and he couldn’t help but worry when he saw how deep the burns went. Noticing his gaze the girl shook her head, “I’m fine, but Kakashi- that chakra helped heal him but if it keeps going it’ll destroy him.”

Obito frowned and wished that things would slow down so he could gather his thoughts or just have a moment to breath, but right now he needed to figure out how to help his friend. Another roar broke the air and was followed by the ocean itself threatening to come alive, as acid rained down upon those closest to the ocean Obito saw Kakashi’s legs give out and the teen instead switched to running on all fours like some sort of animal.

Obito felt his body moving closer to Kakashi despite Swirly becoming much more vocal about how bad this was. When he got close enough for yellow eye to zero in on him he felt his breath catch, seeing the proud jounin turned into this hurt. “That was pretty stupid Bakashi, trying to- do that to yourself. I mean come on, you know that we’re going to get you fixed up. Minato-Sensei will know what to do, we’ll get that thing out of you so just hold on!”

He finished the speech with what he hoped was an encouraging grin. The creature stared at him and its tail twitched before it opened its maul and roared at him, Obito could see bits of blood being added to the chakra and felt something in him snap. “Oh screw you too!”

The tail struck out quickly and Obito had to roll to avoid it, “no seriously, screw you! I was in fucking hell in that cave! But everytime I even thought of giving up, I would think about your stupid face and how much I wanted to see it again! You, Rin, and Sensei were the only thing that kept me going. Even when it hurt to move and I just wanted stay down, I’d think of you guys waiting for me and I’d find strength to keep going.”

Obito felt tears start to prick his eye and he swiped at it, “you can’t give up Kakashi. Not after all of the shit you’ve been through, you can’t just fucking die here! Just come back to us, to me. Please, Kakashi.”

Tears were falling freely but Obito couldn’t bring himself to care, especially when the chakra began to grow translucent and Kakashi started to sway. Obito grabbed him without thinking and the chakra immediately began to eat through his clothes and when he felt it on his skin Obito worried briefly for the creature acting as his shield.

Finally the strange chakra dissipated completely and when Kakashi opened a bleary eye it was it’s original charcoal, at that moment Obito couldn’t think of a more beautiful color. “...Obi…”

With that whispered Kakashi passed out once again and Obito couldn’t help but pull him closer, he heard Rin shuffling over to them and all but collapsed next to him. She leaned against him heavily and rested a shaking hand on Kakashi’s chest, “my fault.”

Obito frowned at that, but Rin was struggling to stay conscious and he vowed to get every detail he could when they got home. Kakashi twitched against his chest and Obito felt the need to go home, to go sleep in his own bed and eat food. They would help Kakashi, and then the team would finally be together again. He felt an odd pull and his vision swirled, when it stopped they were in a field of grass that Obito could swear he had seen before. However exhaustion finally won over and his vision went dark.

#naruto #kakashi hatake #obito uchiha #rin nohara #kakaobi #obikaka #obito x kakashi #jinchuuriki Kakashi #obito needs a moment #everyone lives au #let them be happy #what if #rainbowwritesstuff #rin is more than a plot device #tw: suicide attempt #tw: blood #tw: violence

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anerdinallherglory · 6 years

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Approaching Sun (18)

Author’s Note: Sorry for such a long wait. It’s not the longest chapter but rest assured because Chapter 19 is already 30% finished! Thanks again for your patience. Keep reading and letting me know what you think. The recent feedback has been really encouraging and I can’t wait to dig into the details of this story.

P.S. Forewarning, things might take an interesting turn now that we are in this “place.”

Pairing: SasuSaku

Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17

Chapter 18: A Bond Not Completely Severed

Sasuke was dodging puppets, weaving in and out between their closely assembled bodies. They were spinning swords and launching poisoned shuriken in his direction and he was fighting them off desperately, trying to get to her.

"Sakura!" he screamed, running towards the red-headed puppet master who was holding her up on the end of his blade. Spewing blood, she stared at Sasori's face with wide-eyes, and asked, "Why?"

"Stop!" he tried to scream but it wasn’t his voice that echoed across the cavern. Kakashi? Kakashi was the one who was running now, but towards Sasuke, screaming at him in order to prevent the Uchiha from what he was about to do. "Sasuke, stop!"

Sasuke turned back to locate Sakura again, but instead, he found her throat between his fingers. "Why?" she choked again, the crimson blood from her lips spilling out onto his wrist. He realized that it wasn’t Sasori who was killing her, but himself. A poisoned dagger--the one he had snatched from her-- was thrust through her stomach. At the sight, a terrible laugh bellowed up from his very own chest.

Kill her, a voice said inside his head. Sever the bond.

…………………..

Sasuke was pulled from the nightmare like a dead man resuscitated back to life. Sakura was leaning over him on the floor, shaking him.

"What is it?" he sighed irritably. And then hushed immediately when he realized that she had a panicked look on her face. Her gaze focused on the wall across from them, and it took Sasuke a hazy second to register the muffled voices that were coming through the wall of Sasuke's old hotel room.

The voices were faint, a whisper that only a ninja would have been able to detect. It was a harsh, frustrated hiss of an individual and the barely-audible squeaking hinge of the door next to theirs, that made Sasuke understand their current situation.

"Someone is--" she began. Alarm bolted through every nerve in Sasuke's body, and he shot up and covered Sakura's mouth with his right hand before she could say more. She gaped at him with fearful eyes as the door knob to their room began to twist slowly. Someone had just been in Sasuke's rented room and now stood just outside.

Was it that bastard with the black glove that he had met earlier in the hall? So, if they had gone to his room first, then Sasuke had been the target. Not Sakura herself.

Within seconds, the door was compromised with a splintering CRACK and two masked men charged into the room. It was hard to see them in the pitch dark, but with his active Sharingan, Sasuke could faintly make out ninja headbands with an unrecognizable symbol. And then, Sasuke cursed himself for not having acted sooner, because the enemy acted first, and ninja weapons were sent swiftly towards their kneeling forms.

Shit!

Sakura immediately angled her body to dodge, but Sasuke released her mouth and held her close to prevent her from moving. The Uchiha closed his right eye and focused his chakra to his Rinnegan. Immediately, a spiraling, purple portal opened up behind Sakura and the Uchiha ducked his shoulder and dove forward, clutching the startled pink-haired ninja as the two of them tipped over into the vortex. As they plummeted, Sasuke twisted their bodies around so that he was able to watch the black tear in the space seal back shut just before the ninja could follow them through.

A couple of shuriken, however, did make it through, and Sasuke clasped his female companion close to him, barely able to angle them so that the weapons flew past them on either side. He had to act quickly! They were falling!

"Sasuke!" Sakura screamed into his shoulder, terrified as the red ground was rising up to meet them. The portal had appeared at the same height in this dimension that their room had been at the top level of the hotel building. Which meant that the two of them had several stories of air between them and the ground. A space that would be crossed within a matter of a few seconds.

As the thick air of the new climate rushed around their bodies, Sasuke spun again so that Sakura's back was to the ground and he hovered a few inches above her.

"What are you-?!" she screamed, as Sasuke released her with his only arm and used his hand to reach into his weapons pouch. He launched a single kunai past her toward the burgundy dunes beneath them. The metal blade stuck in a soft spot of sand below and Sasuke once again narrowed his Rinnegan eye. Closing the space between them once more, he grabbed onto Sakura's waist and the falling pair flickered in the green sky and disappeared.

Sasuke was suddenly on his feet, having used his teleportation ability to trade places with the kunai. However, now the kunai was racing in the sky towards them. Still holding Sakura, Sasuke dropped in order to dodge the falling blade, and together, they skidded down the hard sand of the dune’s side.

They came to a stop several feet away and below from the kunai’s intended target—inches from where they stood a second ago. It was a risky gamble, but the fact that the two of them were unharmed, and not splattered on the ground of this dimension, made Sasuke sigh in relief.

He rested on his back and let his head fall back against the ground with a thump. "This is all your fault."

"My fault?!" Sakura asked incredulously, rolling out of his open arms, and sitting up to look down at him. "How is this my fault?"

Sasuke stood and swiped at the copper dust that clung to his cloak. Looking down at her, he accused, "Because if you hadn't run off yesterday, and announced yourself to every citizen you met, then no one would have followed you to our hotel."

"Excuse me?" Sakura growled up at him, which Sasuke returned with a hard, fixed glare. "I did no such thing!"

She rose to her feet and came to stand next to him. "If you weren't so hard to wake, we could have evaded this entire situation!"

Sasuke grit his teeth at the statement and bitterly retorted, "I wanted to pass through the village. You insisted that we stayed the night."

Sakura frowned, then just said, “We could have handled them.”

Sasuke feigned indifference and arrogantly mocked with “Hn.” She glowered but he didn’t give her a chance to respond; he walked off.

Of course, she followed.

Sasuke surveyed the land around them. It had been awhile since he had had enough chakra to reach the core dimension that served as the central connection between all the other dimensions. Why had he brought them here instead of handling the situation back in that hotel room? Now that he was thinking about it, it would have made much more sense to teleport with the man closest to the door and then surprised the other from behind with a killing blow. He felt like a coward, having ducked into this realm and avoided the entire confrontation altogether.

Sakura was right. Coming here was his fault. He had tried to blame her and reason with himself that it was just instinct that had caused him to do this. He had been scared, which resulted in his knee-jerk reaction to get them as far away as possible. But why? Sasuke blamed that horrible dream he had just had which kept him from reacting to the threat sooner. The whole thing had thrown him off his game--no, she was throwing him off. If she weren't here with him, he wouldn’t be having these dreams where he was concerned for her safety. And just now, Sasuke had been so desperate to remove her from the life-threatening situation that he had spent the last of his expendable chakra reserves to get her to the farthest place he could think of. Why didn’t he just eliminate the ninja in that moment?

Sasuke ran a hand down his face. Damn.

Were these nightmares all because of the bond that was growing stronger between them? The bond he had tried to sever that day when Sasuke had meant to kill her. These unwanted scenes that were merging with tale and memory were tormenting him. Watching other people repeatedly attack her and then seeing himself take her life, was all because of his damn guilt. Was he trying to protect her now, because he owed it to her?

Ugh, see, why was he even thinking like this?! It's not like he cared back when they were fighting Madara and she impaled herself on his black receiver rod. Instead, Sasuke had taken advantage of the diversion, rushing past her to deliver Madara a blow. Naruto was the one to catch and aid the kunoichi after Madara had sent all three of them flying backwards. Hell, he even let Kakashi save Sakura from falling into the lava in Kaguya's volcano dimension.

Sakura was following him closely, asking him questions he wasn’t even listening or responding to. He marched ahead, looking at the green sky above him and the maroon mountainous terrain around them and beneath his stomping feet.

To add to his list of corrupt choices, Sasuke recalled his thoughts during the last time that he and Sakura were here together. Yes, she and Obito had opened the portal between this space and the hot, desert dimension where Sasuke had been trapped. In all honesty, when he first saw his rescuers, his first gut reaction was to replace himself with one of them. What had kept him from that resolution, was the fact that if he had separated the two, the portal might have collapsed before he could have even made the exchange.

Fortunately, Sakura's vest had been laying there on the ground next to her and Sasuke didn’t haveto replace himself with one of the people who had saved him. But in his defense, Sasuke hadchosen to look for an alternative, which was proof that he was changing for the better even in that second. Okay, maybe he couldn’t have gone through with replacing himself with Sakura, but Obito had definitely been an option.

Sasukerecalled the way in which he supported Sakura in her chakra-depleted state right after that. At the time, Sasuke was telling himself that it was only gratitude. A very small sense of gratitude that he had had for her for bringing him back. Nothing else.

Recalling it now, Sasuke would be lying to himself if he said that it was only gratitude. There was always something between them, he supposed. Even during moments when he truly believed their bond was severed; when he treated her less than she deserved; when he was cruel, unresponsive to her feelings, and wanted to kill her.

"Hey!" Sakura, who had been trying to talk to him this whole time, placed herself in front of his marching form. "Are you even listening?"

"What?" he spat, his annoyance with her apparent on his face.

She looked up at him with worry on her face. "What's going on with you? What's wrong?"

You! He wanted to say. You are what's wrong! You and your damn stubborn resolution to be involved with me.

"I just used all of my chakra reserves to bring us here," The Uchiha grumbled instead. "I'm annoyed about it." He pushed past her again, continuing his trek.

No, he admitted to himself. He, himself-- or rather, who he was-- was Sasuke’s problem.

……………………………………………………………………………….

Sakura followed the stalking Uchiha as they made their way across the foreign landscape. Well, it wasn’t entirely foreign. She had been here before during their battle with Kaguya, back when Obito had brought them here along with Naruto's clone, in order to bring Sasuke back to the battle in the ice dimension.

Sakura didn’t necessarily like this place. The air was neither hot nor cold, but it felt strange—like there was just enough air to inhale, but not enough to take more than short, limited breaths. The sun was currently dim through the green atmosphere, just enough light where they could see, but not enough that it could be considered bright. Everything about this place was completely on the edge. Sakura did not like it.

Not to mention, that it also reminded her of their battle with Kaguya and the many lives lost in the war. This place also reminded Sakura that the threat of the Otsusuki clan was still very real and not something that disappeared in the past along with Kaguya’s defeat. This threat was what kept Sasuke from a happy life in the village.

It did have one good memory though. When she thought of this place, Sakura couldn’t help but remember the sensation of Sasuke supporting her against him when she had felt like she had failed him. The Uchiha had borne her weight as she recuperated her strength after having spent all of her chakra in order to save him. It was something a friend would have done—something the Sasuke she knew would have done.

Despite the memory, Sakura still loathed this place.

So why? Why had Sasuke chosen to bring them here?

She wanted to ask him, but his mood was foul, and he was currently stalking forward, not caring if she followed him or not. Where he was taking them, she had no idea. Sasuke had been exploring these dimensions for years now, so Sakura knew that he must have a final destination in mind.

Sasuke had said he was annoyed about the amount of chakra it had taken him to teleport. Did this statement mean that they were trapped here?

Despite his mood, Sakura jogged to catch up with him, a difficult feat considering the up and down momentum she was having to regulate on this uneven ground.

"Sasuke?" she asked him, "Where are we going?"

He didn’t answer, just trudged ahead with that unwavering focus. So, she did something she knew would get his attention. She reached out, and gingerly took hold of the fingers of his right hand.

She expected him to stop or to freeze, but instead, he spun on her with a wrath she wasn’t quite anticipating. "Stop doing that!"

The kunoichi recoiled, embarrassed and frustrated. She immediately withdrew her hand back to her chest. "Why won’t you tell me what’s going on? You're starting to act like the Sasuke I don’t know."

His eyes got wide at that comment and he immediately looked away from her.

Sakura needed answers. She needed to know what their current situation was--some sort of affirmation that everything was going to be okay--that he wasn’t mad at her because he blamed her for this.

"Did you know those people, Sasuke?" she asked, quieting her voice and clutching her rejected hand to her chest. "Why were they after us?"

The silence continued and there was no response. He must be truly upset with her about this.

"Look, I'm sorry I told the guards at the entrance we were leaf shinobi and associated with Naruto. I'm sorry I went to the medic center. I promise that I didn’t tell anyone who you were---"

"It's not your fault,” he interrupted, which surprised Sakura. It always astonished her when he said things like this. “They're after me. Due to my reputation, I’m not the most difficult person to recognize. You just happen to be with me so you're being targeted."

Sakura stared at him in open shock. Did he really believe that way? She took a step towards him, afraid that he would retreat into his shell of silence again if she didn’t keep him talking. "But why? Why are they after you?" she asked.

"Because of who I am and what I've done," he said, rotating his back to her and walking again. This time, he slowed so she could keep up. "I've pissed a lot of people off. Who knows why they're after me."

Sakura strode quickly by his side. His hair fell into his eyes as he ducked his head. There was a long silence before he spoke again. "This is why, Sakura. This is why I have to stay away from the village as much as possible right now. I have too many enemies."

"I'm here, though." she whispered to him, leaning in to elbow him. "I can help you."

"I don’t want--" he began but held his tongue. He didn’t have to finish for Sakura to know what he meant to say. I don’t want you here. The words felt like a blow to her heart.

She stopped in her tracks.

Sakura didn’t understand. She didn’t understand why Sasuke didn’t want her here, next to him. Was she wrong about all of this? There were times when Sakura believed Sasuke might actually love her back. Times like just a few short hours ago when a stranger knocked on her door, and the Uchiha had stormed into her room announcing that it was "pointless to spend money on two rooms." Or how yesterday morning, when Sasuke came looking for her in the woods because he woke up to her missing. Maybe Sakura was misinterpreting it all. Maybe it was just concern for a friend that had him acting this way.

Sometimes she wanted to just give up and let the stubborn Uchiha have his damn, lonely way. But it wasn’t in her to give up because she just couldn’tlet him go. Couldn’t remove him from her heart. And when he acted this way towards her, she couldn’t bring herself to smother out the hope that bloomed in her chest. This undying love for him often felt like an undying curse.

"It's just that--" the Uchiha began, and Sakura glanced up to see him standing still just a few feet in front of her. He peeked back at her guiltily for a second through his black curtain of bangs. If Sakura would have blinked, she would have missed it. She waited anxiously for him to continue.

"It's easier when I'm by myself," he continued, "Just because I only have to worry about myself."

There it was again. That hope in her chest; that undying curse. What was Sasuke feeling when he said things like that?

All anger evaporating from within her, Sakura closed the distance between them and poked him in the side--something she was finding quite enjoyable when he made that 'how dare you' expression. "Are you sure it's not because I'm annoying?"

He scoffed and brushed her hand off of him. Their fingers touched for a long, lingering second. To Sakura, it wasn’t long enough. Their eyes met too, but then Sasuke blinked and retracted his hand gradually as he purposefully avoided her gaze. Was that lasting touch supposed to be an apology for earlier, or was she reading too much into it?

"That's the main reason," he snorted loudly before walking off again.

She glowered. Yep, she was reading too much into it.

Sakura stuck her tongue out at him behind his back. She let out a quiet sigh and watched him walk away, content to hang back a few feet as they continued forward. Silently and to herself, Sakura cradled her burning fingertips.

…………………………..

Sasuke trailed onward, an annoyed expression permanently glued to his face. If he let the mask slip even a little bit, his expression might give him away. After what had just passed between them, Sasuke didn’t look back at his companion even once. Silently, and concealed by his cloak, Sasuke was running his thumb over his middle and ring fingers. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t rub away the tingling sensation.

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Minato the Mind-Reader

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Summary: Obito tries to convince his teammates that their sensei is a mind-reader. Kakashi thinks Obito is an idiot, but that he might be onto something. Rin tries desperately to convince herself that her teammates are sane individuals. Minato is just glad that Obito and Kakashi aren’t trying to kill each other for once.

“I think Minato-sensei is a mind reader.”

Obito says this with no preface, with no explanation, just lays it out in the open air like it’s undisputable proof. Like the sky is blue or grass is green, Minato-sensei is a mind reader and their training session, which until now had been quiet, peaceful, and productive, is over.

Rin scrunches up her face in confusion and throws her last kunai. Kakashi flicks his eyes from Rin to Obito and then back to the row of targets. His kunai, of course, are all dead on. Rin’s are clustered together, but towards the bottom of the target. She’s got consistent aim but needs to put a little more power into her throws. And Obito’s- well maybe the three kunai were meant to resemble the tomoe of a sharingan? Somehow, Kakashi doubts it.

Kakashi and Rin step forward to retrieve their knives but stop short at Obito’s voice.

“Guys, I think Minato-sensei is a mind reader.”

Ah. So it wasn’t his imagination.

Rin speaks hesitantly, as she often does to her teammates (probably an attempt to stave off the team’s daily arguments, not that it works). “Uh, Obito, what makes you think Minato-sensei is a mind reader?”

Obito’s eyes light up at Rin’s question and Kakashi scoffs, muttering under his breath as he walks to his target to pull out the kunai.

“I’m glad you asked, Rin!” As if he hadn’t known that Rin would answer any question he asked, if only, unknowingly to him, to keep him from asking it for all eternity. Kakashi can understand Rin’s reasoning. Better to play along than to have Obito rattle on non-stop until Kakashi is driven to homicide.

Kakashi listens to Obito’s theory as he yanks his kunai out of the target.

“He always seems to know where to find us, right? And he always knows when we’re upset, or not feeling well, or angry, and he always knows the right words to say, and he always seems to know what we’re going to say before we say it!”

Kakashi is sure that this is proof that Minato-sensei is an intelligent and good-hearted person, not that he can read minds. Rin seems to be of the same opinion.

“Obito, maybe he’s just really good at reading people’s emotions?”

Obito splutters, thrown off by Rin’s blatant dismissal of his theory. It is a tad more outlandish than some of his other ideas. Kakashi feels the need to jump in before Obito can spend the next hour defending his theory.

“Minato-sensei doesn’t need to be a mind reader to know what you’re thinking, Obito. Your emotions are plastered on your face for the whole world to see.”

It’s like poking a kitten with a stick. Highly entertaining and not the least bit dangerous.

“At least I have emotions, Bakashi!” Obito spits out. “And I’ll prove that Minato-sensei can read minds, just you wait!”

Kakashi shrugs, then walks back to the throwing line, kunai dangling lazily from his fingers. He still needs practice throwing with his off hand, it’s a fraction of an inch off of where it should be, and Sensei won’t be here for at least another ten minutes. No need to waste all of Obito’s energy before the day even starts. They still have a mission later today, after all.

Rin tries to placate Obito as she goes to grab her own knives. “Well Sensei will be here soon, so maybe we can try to get some evidence during the mission?”

Obito stares at her like she just handed him a bag of candy, smile cracking across his face like the rising sun. “Sounds good! I’ll definitely get some proof! Then Kakashi will eat his words!”

Rin mirrors his smile and grabs Obito’s kunai while she’s at it, because it doesn’t look like Obito is moving to get them. He’s plopped himself on the ground, chin in his hands and gazing seriously at the grass, like he’s plotting how to take over the world instead of how to prove that their sensei can “read minds.” Kakashi rolls his eyes and throws his kunai lazily at the target. Dead on again. It really helps imagining Obito’s face on the target.

===

When Minato arrives to training ground seven his team is uncharacteristically quiet. Obito is sitting on the ground, kunai laying ignored by his side and a pile of pulled up grass in front of him. About ten minutes worth, judging by its size. Rin is stretching against her target, kunai still embedded in the wood. She’s getting better at accuracy, but she’s not putting enough power into her throws, some of the knives are barely hanging on to the wood. And Kakashi is still throwing his kunai. With his off hand, which is interesting but not surprising. Maybe he needs to step up the training a little bit. A bored ninja is a dangerous ninja, after all. But first he needs to deal with this silence. They have a mission today, and can’t afford to start off on the wrong foot. Not that it would be unusual, for his team, but Minato doesn’t want to set a precedent.

“Did you guys have an argument again?”

Obito snaps his head up and gives his teammates a significant look. Minato wonders what it means as he notices Kakashi roll his eyes. Yeah. They definitely had an argument.

“We have B rank supply-run to the northern front. Should take us a few days to get there. We’re going to be meeting at the gate in one hour. I expect to see you there with cheerful grins on your faces, got it?”

There’s a chorus of unusually sullen ‘yes Sensei’s from his kids and he gives them a smile.

“Well don’t sound so unhappy about it, there’s probably going to be some bandits to beat up along the way, and there’s a resort town at the halfway point! It’s practically a vacation!”

His kids do perk up at that. Their last few missions had been tough. The war is still far from over, but things are at enough of a stand-still right that Minato wants to give them a bit of a break while they are still able to enjoy it. And beating up rogue bandits is always a great way to release some tension.

===

Obito is staring so intently at the back of Minato-sensei’s head as they walk that Rin worries he won’t notice any potential threats until it’s too late.

She’s currently trying to find a subtle way to distract him from Minato’s head and focus on their surroundings as they move further from the village, but Minato-sensei gets there first.

“Is there something on the back of my head, Obito?”

Obito stops walking so suddenly that Kakashi bumps into him and Rin winces. So much for having a nice, quiet mission for once. But Kakashi must not be in a fighting mood today, because he just pushes past Obito with a mumbled “idiot” and keeps walking.

Rin nudges Obito, who seems to have suddenly remembered that Sensei asked him a question, because she can practically see the wheels in his head grinding to life.

“Uh, sorry Sensei, I was just, uh… admiring your hair?”

Kakashi turns around and gives Obito an incredulous look. Obito continues, unnecessarily, and makes things worse. “It’s uh, very nice? Your hair, I mean. It’s the color of daffodils. Uh, not that I notice things like that, er, except I just did…uh…” Obito trails off, his face turning red.

Minato turns around and smiles.

“Well thank you Obito, that’s very nice of you, but maybe you could try to pay more attention to things other than my hair while we’re on a mission?”

Obito turns redder and nods, suddenly looking anywhere but his sensei. Kakashi’s eyes are wide with interest and Rin shudders at the blackmail Obito just handed Kakashi. Kakashi catches Rin looking and he turns his gaze to the tree-lined path ahead of them. She worries that maybe she shouldn’t have encouraged Obito to get proof for his theory right before going on a mission. There’s a fine line between supporting Obito’s theories and making Kakashi lose faith in humanity, and that’s where she tries to operate. It’s a full-time job, trying to keep her teammates on the right side of sanity without them knowing it, especially when they keep trying to push each other to the wrong side, and trying to keep them from killing each other and completing the mission might be too much to ask. She loves them both with all her heart, but sometimes it’s hard to remember why.

It’s going to be a long mission.

===

The war has driven all kinds of unsavory people out of the woodwork. People who love preying on the weak are abundant in wartimes. It makes Obito sick to his stomach, thinking about all the people who are in danger and need protection but won’t get it because all the shinobi are focused on killing each other. Most at risk from attack are refugees, poor civilians, injured shinobi returning home from the warfront, and weak, unsuspecting genin teams who probably look to this particular group of bandits as a group of war orphans, not trained shinobi who had just spent the morning throwing pointy objects at human sized targets. Obito has never been so glad to see bandits in his life. These bandits look to have never been more scared for their lives. They freeze at the sight of Konoha’s Yellow flash, and Obito grins in anticipation.

Obito never gets tired of watching Minato-sensei in action. He’s nothing more than a yellow blur, throwing kunai with insane precision and always thinking one step ahead of the enemy. It probably helps that he can read minds. And Minato was right that this mission would practically be a vacation. Nothing relieves stress more than kicking ass and taking names.

And that’s what he’s doing. Or trying to do, but Bakashi keeps getting in his way.

“Hey, Bakashi! That guy was mine! I almost had him!”

“Your left side was completely open. I saved you from a stabbed intestine. You’re welcome.”

Obito feels his face heat up in anger. He’s sick of stupid Kakashi and his stupid face and stupid voice always looking down on Obito for not being a genius prodigy like him.

===

That night they set up camp by a small stream and Minato goes to place some of his hiraishin kunai in strategic spots in case they are ambushed in the night, leaving the kids to make dinner. Kakashi is chopping up some vegetables they had found in an abandoned garden (lots of abandoned things to be found in war time) and Rin is slowly roasting a rabbit over a fire (Rin is good at traps) and Obito is going on about his Minato-is-a-mind-reader theory again (he’s supposed to be fetching water for the stew).

“Obito, the water isn’t going to fetch itself you know.”

“Why don’t you just use a water-jutsu, since you seem to know everything.”

“Because we’re literally feet away from a clean stream and I’m not wasting chakra if I don’t need to.”

“Yeah, okay, but weren’t you listening? I proved that Minato is a mind reader!”

“I must have missed that, sorry, I was too busy doing my job.”

“He knew I was looking at the back of his head!”

“He’s a ninja.”

“And he knew that we argued earlier!”

“Because we always argue.”

“Okay than how do explain earlier when-“

“How’s the stew coming along?”

Minato’s back. Obito scrambles to his feet and practically runs to the stream, pot in hand and face flushed red with embarrassment. Kakashi stares after him.

===

They’re halfway to the northern front and they stop at a small resort town to sleep in real beds and take real baths and Obito has finally shut up about his Minato the Mind Reader Theory. It’s a good day. The only problem is, now Kakashi can’t stop thinking about Obito’s Minato the Mind Reader Theory. He knows it’s ridiculous, that Minato isn’t really a mind reader, but there’s still something about how quickly he figures everything out that’s sticking in Kakashi’s head like a burr. How does he do it? His sensei is a genius, but so is he, if he’s to believe everyone he’s ever known, so why can’t he figure it out?

Kakashi lets out a groan and sinks deeper into the hot spring.

“Is something wrong, Kakashi?”

It is a little disconcerting how attuned to his teammates emotions Minato-sensei is. Maybe Obito is on to something. Kakashi groans again and dips further into the water. Minato-sensei raises an eyebrow but doesn’t say anything. And then there’s a large splash as Obito practically jumps into the water and if Kakashi could sink further into the water without drowning he would.

After a while, Minato-sensei leaves to check on Rin and prepare for the last leg of the journey tomorrow, and Kakashi is left alone with Obito and a choice. He can go on pushing aside Obito’s theory, because it’s ridiculous, or he can utilize Obito’s sheer force of will to get to the bottom of this. He closes his eyes, prays that he’s not making a huge mistake, and says, “I think you might be on to something.”

Obito scrunches up his face in confusion, as Kakashi’s words take a few seconds to sink in, and then a huge, shit-eating grin breaks across his face and Kakashi knows he’s made a mistake, that Obito will never let him live this down, but there’s no turning back now.

===

Something’s up with his kids, and he can’t figure out what. The three of them have been whispering furtively behind his back all day, and he would be ecstatic about this apparent teamwork if it weren’t for the fact that he knows better. They’re plotting something. Something that’s important enough to override the childish rivalry between Obito and Kakashi (he really needs to do something about that). Minato tries to push down any worries about what they could be planning and focus instead on the fact that they aren’t at each other’s throats at the moment. Hopefully it lasts until the end of the mission.

Obito and Kakashi’s whispering becomes more heated as the day goes on, especially when Rin joins him for a quick chat, leaving the boys to argue without her mediating presence. As soon as Rin joins them again, they calm down, and Rin looks pleased at the effect she has on them. She’s wicked smart and clear headed, and Minato is infinitely grateful that he got her on his team instead of a third type-A personality. She’s a good influence on them both.

===

Rin is smiling. Obito and Kakashi have united for a common goal. It is a little odd that Kakashi of all people has latched onto Obito’s theory, but she’s not one to question a good thing. It’s not entirely without fault, as they’re still bickering furiously at each other, but she’s at least sure that it won’t break out into a fist fight. So that’s something, at least. Right now, Obito is trying to explain how Minato’s supposed “mind-reading” powers work, and Kakashi is countering each statement with common-sense. Rin is glad that she’s not the one that has to do it, she hates seeing the look on Obito’s face when she shuts down his ideas. Irritation is a much easier emotion to handle than heart-break.

“He can hear the thoughts of the people around him,” Obito says.

“So he can hear what we’re thinking right now? He knows that we’re trying to figure him out?”

“…Probably not?”

“That’s great, Obito, I’m so glad that you’ve got it all figured out.”

“…Was that sarcasm?”

“No.”

“Was that sarcasm?”

They descend into silence while Obito clearly tries to come up with a more rock-solid explanation of Minato-sensei’s supposed powers.

“Maybe it’s like a jutsu! A mind-reading jutsu!”

“…Like the Yamanaka?”

“…”

“You forgot about the Yamanaka, didn’t you.”

“…no?”

Rin sees Kakashi raise his eyebrows incredulously and stifles a laugh herself. Obito blushes.

“It’s different!”

“How is it any different?”

“It just is.” Obito pauses, then a smile breaks across his face. “Or maybe it’s not? Maybe Minato-sensei is a secret Yamanaka love-child!”

Kakashi stops in his tracks.

“No.”

“Think about it! He’s blonde, can read minds, it’s a perfect fit!”

“No.”

Rin has to agree. That’s a bit of a stretch. Kakashi seems to be taking the insinuation personally, though. Kakashi and Minato-sensei are close, so if anyone would know he would. Rin can see Kakashi’s hands balled into a tight fist and Obito looks about to open his mouth again and it’s time to stop this before they get in a fight. Time to pull out the ace up her sleeve.

“But-”

“Hey Obito, I think I came up with a way to test your theory!”

“Really? What is it, Rin?”

Rin smiles, then shouts ahead to where their jonin sensei is still walking.

“Hey, Minato-sensei! What am I thinking of right now?”

“You’re thinking that it’s time for Obito and Kakashi to stop trying to prove I’m a mind-reader and focus on the mission!”

Obito and Kakashi’s jaws drop in shock and amazement and Rin smirks. Success.

Approximately 15 years later:

Kakashi’s not an idiot, despite how he may appear to those who haven’t heard of him. He knows when he’s being tailed. Especially when he’s being tailed by three barely even genin kids. Especially his barely even genin kids. They’re not very good in the stealth department, and it’s honestly adorable how hard they’re trying. Any of them might have had a chance on their own, but with all three of them trailing after him there’s far too much whispered insults (from Sasuke), elbow banging (from Naruto), and hushing (from Sakura) for there to be any hope of remaining unnoticed. Do they think he only has one working ear along with the one working eye?

But he lets them tail him anyway. It’s good practice, which they obviously need, and Kakashi is a little curious what they’re tailing him for.

It doesn’t take too long to figure it out. Especially once they blow their cover (Sasuke had bumped Naruto out of a tree and Naruto isn’t particularly graceful at falling) and decide to try a more direct approach.

“Hey Kakashi-sensei! Fancy seeing you! What a coincidence! I didn’t expect you to be here!”

Naruto is loud and eager and scrambling to find an excuse and Kakashi feels a deep and familiar pang in his heart. He forces a smile on his face.

“You didn’t expect to see me here? In the village where we both live? Yes, that is a surprise.”

Kakashi may have laid the sarcasm on a little too thick because Naruto gives him a puzzled look, like he’s trying to parse out what Kakashi said. Sakura and Sasuke are still attempting to remain silent in the tree, though Kakashi swears he can hear them roll their eyes. Feeling a little sorry that he’s leaving the two of them out of the fun he’s having, he calls up to them, mimicking Naruto’s earlier words.

“Sasuke! Sakura! Fancy seeing you here!”

His other two genin seem to have a better grasp at sarcasm because they look a little guilty once they jump down from the tree and land next to Naruto. And Naruto isn’t a complete idiot, because he looks at their faces and Kakashi can see him scrambling to come up with a plan that won’t end up with all three of them in trouble for stalking their sensei.

“Uh, yeah, we uhhhh…hmmmm…errr…” Naruto looks helplessly at his teammates, but neither of them jump in, probably content to let Naruto take the fall if things go south. Finally, Naruto gets around to spitting out some actual words and sputters out, “We wanted to see if you would come get lunch with us! At Ichiraku’s!”

It’s hard to say no to Ichiraku’s, and it’s harder to say no to Naruto, so Kakashi says yes, still suspicious of what they’re after. Naruto gives a not-subtle-at-all thumbs up to his teammates and gives Kakashi a big grin.

“Lead the way, Sensei!”

===

Yeah, his team definitely needs to work on their subtlety. It’s the work of a few minutes to determine what they’re after. The three of them, even Naruto, have barely touched their ramen. Instead, they keep glancing sideways at Kakashi every few seconds, each time Kakashi so much as twitches a finger. It’s very distracting, and very obvious. Kakashi raises his eyebrow under his headband. So that’s what they’re after. Well they’re not the first, and Kakashi finishes off his ramen with practiced ease before turning to face his kids, eyes crinkled and a smile plastered on under his mask.

“I thought you guys were hungry?”

He’s never seen his team eat a meal so fast.

===

Kakashi leaves them behind with the bill and a cheery wave, and finds himself five minutes later in front of the Memorial Stone.

“Hey, Obito.”

Kakashi always feels a little awkward, standing here, talking to ghosts. But it’s cathartic, and there’s a part of him that hopes maybe Obito will hear him, wherever he is.

“I think I have to apologize to Sensei. Being a jonin-sensei really puts things into perspective. He put up with so much, dealing with us. I think my kids put our own team to shame, though. I thought trying to prove Minato-sensei was a mind reader was a ridiculous stunt, but Naruto makes you look like an amateur. Would you believe that he tried to convince Sasuke and Sakura that I have buck teeth? Buck teeth!”

Kakashi lets out a little laugh, and imagines Obito doing the same.

“It was nice to see them working as a team for once though. I guess I can understand why Rin and Sensei would put up with all of your crazy ideas, if it meant that we were focused on something other than antagonizing each other.”

Kakashi sighs, his good mood beginning to vanish under a cloud of regret.

“They remind me so much of us, Obito. It hurts, knowing that we were kids like them, once, before the war ruined us all. Before I ruined us all. I hope they never have to go through it. I swear, Obito, I won’t make the same mistakes again. This team is going to stick together.”

There’s no answer, but Kakashi hadn’t expected one.

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Chapter Summary: Sasuke stares at Sakura, feeling somewhat inadequate beside her; she has undergone such an important change, and yet she is clearly the same woman he was first drawn to. Where it was once so easy to talk to her, now he finds himself at a loss for words.

Chapter Beta: None besides my own eyes. I’ll go through the spellchecker at some other point. I’m just kind of eager to get this finished. So don’t be surprised if you come back in a week or two to reread (assuming you intend to reread) and find a bunch of grammar stuff changed.

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“And it will go down in history that the infamous warlord, Uchiha Sasuke, survived single combat with the jinchuriki Uzumaki Naruto…only to faint during peace talks at the thought of impending fatherhood,” Kakashi intones with false solemnity.

He is far more amused than is appropriate.

Or necessary.

The members of the main families crowd together in a smaller tent, away from the eyes of their vassals and other witnesses. Based on what Naruto told him upon his waking (while mocking him with unconcealed glee), they have been given an hour’s grace while the main families try to decide how to come to terms with the news Sakura has brought them, and while Mifune attempts to calm the rest of the clans.

That’s easier for some than others.

“What is the meaning of this?” Hyūga Hiashi demands, glaring thunderously down at Sasuke. “Is this some plot to undermine the agreements we have made?”

As if the man didn’t abscond with his entire clan, Sasuke can’t help thinking. There is a dim, almost manic hint of amusement to the notion.

“I would say those agreements were null and voided when I first came here,” Hinata speaks up, quietly but firmly. “This only furthers our need for new accords.”

“Daughter –”

“Hey, it might not even be yours,” Suigetsu suggests, peering over Sasuke’s shoulder to stare at the baby.

“What the hell’s that supposed to mean?” Naruto interrupts, obviously insulted and defensive on Sakura’s behalf.

“Are you seriously that blind?” his redheaded cousin demands, uncaring of protocol as she slaps Suigetsu upside the head. His head explodes into a spray of water.

“Hey!”

Sakura motions for them all to be quiet, and in a crisp voice says, “I don’t appreciate the insinuation. If there are serious questions about her parentage, a simple blood test would –”

“No.”

Everyone pauses and glances at Sasuke, as this is the first time he has spoken since he returned to consciousness.

“There is no question,” he continues, in a stronger tone. “Sakura would not lie about this. Especially after everything. Besides, this child…” His gaze falls upon the infant again, and he swallows thickly. “She has inherited my eyes.”

This appears to effectively silence everyone for a moment, before another round of questions and demands starts up, far too many to answer all at once. Sasuke feels more uncomfortable at this attention than he was earlier, when he was facing possible imprisonment or exile.

Which I might still be, he thinks dimly.

Sakura is trying to answer questions and soothe insulted egos and pacify demands about their affair, while Naruto and Kakashi try to help. Words like ‘treason’, ‘dishonour’ and ‘collusion’ are thrown about. Sasuke knows he should be speaking up, but his brain appears to have stalled as he gazes upon the baby.

Sarada…

It’s eventually Suigetsu and Obito who cut through the tension of the assembly with their usual blunt disregard for propriety.

“So no one else is gonna ask the obvious question?” the surviving Hosuki clansman asks, glancing between Sasuke and Sakura.

“You mean how the hell during this whole war that’s been going on, they found time to f—” Obito begins, but Rin slaps her hand over his mouth.

Sasuke feels an uncomfortable warmth in the back of his neck and Sakura’s is overwhelmed by a coughing fit.

“The how and the why are not what should concern us just now,” Kakashi says gravely, though his eyes still gleam with amusement. “The details can be explained later. What concerns us now is the existance of this child, an heir to the Senju and the Uchiha. I’d think we can all agree that this is a more solid promise of peace than any piece of paper, no matter what circumstances brought it about?”

“Besides, Sasuke still needs time to process,” Naruto sniggers.

Sasuke glares at him, wondering if it’s worth risking a harsher punishment than he’s already in for to punch the man.

In the background, the lull Sasuke noticed in the commotion from the main tent has faded away as well. Mifune has returned, and approaches Sakura.

“My lady, the people are demanding answers, and if they don’t get them some are threatening to leave,” he tells her. “Whatever…story you need to set straight, do it fast.”

Sakura makes a face. “There is no story. Just the truth.”

Sasuke catches the by-play, but still feels too disoriented to react to it; he is trying to force his brain to think strategically once again. His difficulty is compounded by the unwavering attention from the other people in the tent.

Sakura notices, and then says to Mifune, “If we might have a moment of privacy?”

“I would not advise it,” Mifune says. “The other clans are already worried about back room dealings between clans, but between the two belligerents—especially considering the serious circumstances of Uchiha-sama…”

“This not a meeting of two clans, but of two parents discussing their daughter,” she retorts firmly, and then levels a challenging gaze toward the head of the Hyūga. “Surely you would understand that, my lord?”

Hiashi appears to struggle with something a moment, but when Hinata lays a hand on his arm, he relaxes.

“Very well,” he mutters. “We will all await you in the main assembly. Soon, I hope.”

He leaves, and is slowly followed by the others. Naruto beams at them both as he leaves, while Kakashi offers a wink of encouragement on his way out.

And then they are alone for the first time in months.

Sasuke stares at Sakura, feeling somewhat inadequate beside her; she has undergone such an important change, and yet she is clearly the same woman he was first drawn to. Where it was once so easy to talk to her, now he finds himself at a loss for words.

But Mifune is right, and time is of the essence.

“The truth?” Sasuke prompts tightly, not knowing where else to start.

Sakura nods, and motions for him to sit with her. She kneels down into seiza, adjusting her hold on the infant. A beat later, Sasuke joins her, sitting with his knees scant inches from hers and staring at her expectantly.

“Sarada is three months old,” she tells him matter-of-factly. The words would be utter nonsense to someone else, but to Sasuke they only prompt him to count backwards.

A year ago.

A year ago it would have been possible, because they were still—

Memory hits him then – an encounter, one that wasn’t their last, but certainly one of the most memorable.

“Will anyone else ever make you feel like this? Answer me, Sakura.”

“No!”

“No what?”

“No one else…no one else will…fuck, Sasuke, please!”

His eyes widen, his ears and neck burning at the memory; Sakura nods, her own cheeks turning red. “Yes. I think that’s when it happened. There’s always a small chance of contraception failing, but I never thought we would fall into that percentage.” She snorts in an undignified way. “I suppose I should have, considering the circumstances of our entire relationship.”

Sasuke has no idea what to say to this, and waits for her to continue.

“I suspected after we healed your brother…and by the time I knew for sure I wasn’t…I didn’t know how to tell you. Everything was so precarious, and I was worried it would negatively influence the peace we were trying to build,” she says. “By the time I decided to tell you and figure everything out afterward…it was that horrible day when Itachi…” Sakura trails off, struggling here, and Sasuke is reminded of the fact that she was quite fond of his brother – not only as her patient but as a friend. She clears her throat and goes on. “I was just about to, when –”

“Danzō attacked,” he finishes, eyes widening as he remembers. His lungs feel like they’re constricting.

“Yes.”

“You were…that day…” his mouth goes dry. “You could have been killed – you almost were killed. Both of you, if not for…”

“Itachi,” she agrees. “I believe that’s why he threw himself in front of me.”

“He knew?” Sasuke chokes.

Sakura’s expression is sad. “Yes. How, I have no idea. I didn’t tell him anything, I wasn’t even showing physical symptoms then, but he…he suspected. Or maybe he hoped, because when he asked – like it was a joke - but I said I was…he looked like he expected it.”

Sasuke shakes his head, unsurprised; somehow, Itachi always seemed to know everything that was going on. If he weren’t a man guided by logic, Sasuke would think his brother had mystical abilities.

“He wanted to meet her so badly,” Sakura tells him in a voice barely above a whisper. “He wanted you to be happy. And he knew what she would mean to…to everyone.”

Sasuke can’t find the right words to reply to this.

“You should have told me,” Sasuke tells her, his voice inexplicably hoarse. “If you had told me –”

“Would you have believed me?” she challenges quietly. “If I appeared before you, heavy with child, saying it was yours? In your midframe, and without seeing her for yourself, what would have happened?”

He stares blankly at her, and immediately an image presents itself to him, something so horrible he can’t help pressing the back of his hand to his mouth lest he vomit.

He probably would have accused her of infidelity and run her through with his blade; or worse, shoves a chidori through her heart.

“I tried,” she admits. “Even when you were so far gone, when you accused me of – I hoped, but – but you weren’t listening.”

Sasuke can’t repress his own shudder, as his brain provides him with detailed memories of every encounter they had in the past year. Of her full-cheeked, healthy glow that he attributed to her healing abilities, of the winter cloak that hid her growing belly, and her total absence from the battlefield in the last few months –

It’s juxtaposed with his crystal-clear memories of each and every time he put her in harms way, of the times they fought beside one another—and against one another. When she forced herself to complete Itachi’s healing, when she fought Danzō’s Susanoo, when he tried to destroy her, the way her body always seemed to move to protect her centre—

A horrifying realisation hits him.

“You knew that day. I placed you in that genjutsu, and I…”

She too shivers at the memory. “We were so lucky that Kakashi was there.”

Sasuke feels like he can’t breathe, his heart pounding erratically in his ears and a pain creeping through his chest that isn’t entirely physical. It’s like someone is digging through his ribcage and heart with a dull blade, his stomach pulling tight. Bile rises in his throat as the inescapable truth hits him like a barrage of enemy arrows.

His vision swims in and out of focus for a few long minutes as he tries to regain focus; Sakura watches him worriedly, and he wonders if the only reason she hasn’t reached for him is the baby in her arms.

So many times when I could have killed her.

“You couldn’t have,” the interrupts his chaotic thoughts as if she’s read them. “It turns out my abilities apply to part of my body. At the time, she was part of it, so she would have been fine even if you had—”

“You’re not helping,” he says through gritted teeth.

“I’m not trying to,” she tells him matter-of-factly. “You should feel bad about it. That’s something that’s going to haunt you for the rest of your life.”

His mouth parts in surprise at the coolness in her voice here, but then he closes it, because she’s right.

“But that’s the past,” she goes on. “The past can haunt us all it likes, but it’s done and can’t be changed. The future can be. And I know that more than anything you want that. Because we have her.”

He thinks on this, and then asks, tentative, “We?”

She nods. “No matter what happens between us, she’s ours. Nothing will ever change that.”

He ignores the pit in his stomach at the unspoken implications of that and focusses his attentions on the baby again. Tentatively, and only after receiving a nod of encouragement from Sakura, Sasuke reaches shaking fingers toward the sleeping baby and brushes her bangs from her cheeks.

“Sarada?” he asks, hesitant.

“I named her for you and me,” Sakura tells him. “And…for Itachi.”

“It’s…it’s a good name.”

She offers him a tiny, cautious smile. “I hoped you would like it.”

He rests his hand on the crown of Sarada’s head, overtaken by a sudden strong desire and yet unable to articulate it. He shoots Sakura a beseeching look, and after a moment, her smile widens. “Do you finally want to hold her?”

He nods once.

“Here,” she says, and inches closer to him. “Hold out your arms. One goes under her body, and you have to—yes, sypport the head just like that.”

“I’ve held a baby before,” he grunts, a little of his usually orneriness peeking through the disbelief.

“You’ve never held your own before,” she quips.

To which he can offer no argument.

The swaddled baby is a warm, comforting weight in the crook of his arm; a beat later, Sakura’s familiar warmth spreads across the side of his left arm as she leans closer to him.

Sasuke tears his eyes from his daughter to Sakura, and is surprised to note silent tears running down her cheeks. He can’t tell if they are from happiness or sadness, but the sight of them bother him all the same.

“I don’t mean to force this on you. I never did,” Sakura says, trying to keep the warble of emotion from her voice. “I wanted to tell you alone, away from everyone else, so that it wouldn’t influence the peace talks. This should have been more private, and I’m sorry I couldn’t manage that –”

“Sakura –”

“But she started crying, and she never cries unless something’s wrong. She’s usually so quiet and well-behaved – and I think she got that from you, because my mother told me once I was a fussy baby –”

“Sakura –”

“ – and before you think I’m trying to use her to influence your decisions, you have to know I would never do that. And whatever decisions are made today, I don’t expect you to ever love me again –”

“Sakura.”

He speaks sharply now, loud enough that the baby in his arms shifts and frowns in her sleep. Her parents are quiet a beat, watching with baited breath to see if she will wake, and when she doesn’t, Sasuke deliberately returns his gaze to Sakura.

As soon as her eyes meet his, he informs her, “I never stopped.”

Sakura’s lips part in surprise, and a tiny oh escapes her.

For the first time today, she appears to be the on at a loss for words, and it seems wasteful not to take advantage of this.

Mindful of the baby in his arm and wary of the receptiveness of the woman before him, Sasuke leans tentatively forward. He moves slowly, giving her every opportunity to pull away from him – a right she has every excuse in the world to use, and yet he is relieved to see she doesn’t. As his face draws nearer to hers, her eyes move from his eyes to his mouth and back again, cheeks turning an even darker shade of red than earlier. She rests one of her hands lightly on his arm, and he pauses to confirm whether this is a sign to stop, but the subtle twitch – fingers curling into the material of his robes – suggest the opposite.

He can see a tear beading on her eyelashes, and feel the tiny, flyaway wisps of her hair against his face.

When their lips finally meet, it is utterly chaste.

There is no push or pull in this, no desperate need to possess or taste or merge. Sasuke fits her trembling bottom lip between both of his, resting softly against her, and though she gasps, he makes no move to deepen the kiss.

For once it is Sakura who breaks away first, exhaling a shuddering sigh; there are two damp trails down her cheeks, but she is smiling at him. She opens her mouth to say something, and then abruptly shuts it again. Before Sasuke can pay much attention to the nervous, expectant feeling in his stomach, she reaches up with her hand and taps two fingers against his forehead.

“I never stopped either,” she whispers, leaning forward until their foreheads rest together.

They stay like this for a long while, resting against one another and gazing down at the child between them.

“But if you ever pull anything like that again, I will unmake you,” she tells him, voice laced with promise. “As it is, as soon as you’re back to full health, I’m going to kick your ass so hard, Uchiha Madara will feel it.”

For the first time in years, Sasuke laughs.

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“People will still want answers,” Sasuke says eventually. “You saw earlier. They’ll want to know how this happened.”

“I doubt we have to explain that.”

Sasuke gives her a look, causing Sakura to laugh, and then turn serious.

“We won’t tell them about Itachi’s illness,” she decides. “That’s his own secret, and as your brother and my patient, I see no reason to make anyone aware of it.” Sasuke is grateful for this. “As for our time together before…”

“They don’t need to know about that, either,” Sasuke says, feeling unexpectedly protective of those secret nights together. “As far as anyone might know, the day of the failed summit we…”

He flounders, trying to find the right words, and Sakura grin, and supplies, “Went for a stroll?”

The way she says it drips with innuendo.

“Yes,” he answers shortly, ignoring how warm his clothes feel just then.

“Perhaps we even discussed uniting our clans to ensue the peace,” Sakura goes on. “And then Danzō’s betrayal stopped any possible plans.”

Sasuke nods thoughtfully, and then asks, “Is that why you brought it up?”

“What?”

“That day – the last time we – you mentioned bringing the two clans together,” he reminds her. “Was it because of Sarada?”

Sakura sighs and nods sadly. “Partially. Of course, I want peace…but I also want a better world for her. Don’t you?”

He does. More than he has ever wanted anything in his life.

Yet, even as he thinks of the bright future his daughter has in front of her, he can’t help sensing a darkness that threatens it. A shadow cast by her own father, hated and reviled by the people of this land for his deeds.

“She will be judged for my actions,” he realises, “if they aren’t judging her for them already.”

“Let them try!” Sakura says fiercely.

“No,” he shakes his head. He carefully hands Sarada back to Sakura, who automatically takes the baby though she looks confused. “My legacy will harm her and anything she aspires to in the future. It would be better for her if I left. This world is for her, not for m –”

Sakura’s free hand snaps out and slaps him. It’s not a particularly powerful for her, but enough to make his teeth rattle.

“You damned, stupid idiot!” she snarls. “How could you think of doing that!” She shakes her fist at him, and he suspects the only reason she doesn’t do worse is because of the baby in her arm. “We both lost our parents, we both know what that feels like! And you would subject our daughter to that?”

“We had parents worth emulating,” Sasuke replies stiffly. “She already has one of those in you. My being in her life would do her more harm than good.”

“If you’re worried about your legacy here harming her, then we’ll all leave!”

Sasuke opens his mouth to argue, and then realises what she just said, and blinks. “What?”

“All three of us,” Sakura goes on, expression stubborn. “Together. We can start over somewhere else – change our names, become…I don’t know, farmers or something. It doesn’t matter, because we’ll at least stay together!”

At this point Sasuke’s jaw has dropped in shock, because this was the last reaction he expected to his suggestion.

“We’ll sign this peace accord and then leave,” Sakura goes on. “We could even make it a condition of the accords, that to ensure peace remains here, the Senju and Uchiha will leave this land. I’m sure it wouldn’t take much to convince people of –”

“No. You and Sarada would be better off here. My leaving has nothing to do with you –”

“Nothing to do with me?” Sakura demands angrily.

Sarada begins to fuss in Sasuke’s arm, and they both fall silent once more, conscious that their argument is disturbing their daughter.

“You can’t give up everything on my account!” Sasuke hisses.

“I already have!” Sakura shoots back in a harsh whisper. “You and your damned eyes, that first day we met!” He goes still, stunned, because those are his words. “I’ve been ready to give up everything ever since that day, and it’s been hell! Do you know how hard the past few months have been? Especially since Sarada was born? Some days the only way I got through it was by telling myself that today would be the day. Today you would come back to me. To us.”

He looks away. “If I have put you through so much…it would be selfish to stay.”

“It would be selfish to leave. If you do, Sarada will be without her father…and I will be without the man I love.”

“Sometimes that which we love can cause the most harm,” he murmurs. He thinks on the generations of Uchiha who threw away their lives for the clan they loved so deeply.

“You’ve already done me enough harm to last a lifetime – would you do more?” she asks him bluntly, and he winces, because he deserves that. She sighs. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. Naruto explained your reasons and…I know you weren’t in your right mind...”

“It’s no excuse.”

“No, but I’m offering it anyway,” she replies, and tries to smile. This time, she is unable to do it. “If you leave, you take my heart with you. People can’t live without their hearts, Sasuke-kun. Not me, nor you.”

“I don’t deserve any of this, Sakura,” he sighs, though he feels himself wavering. “I’ve taken so many lives—”

“And I haven’t?” she counters. “I told you once before. The reason I became a medic was to make up for the lives I had to take. You can’t make up for your mistakes if you’re dead, or if you leave.”

“Sakura…”

“Stay,” she implores him. “Build the future your brother wanted. Be the father Sarada needs, and try to make up for the damage done to this country by being a part of it. I’m not saying you ever will—you’ve done a lot of things wrong. But it’s better than the alternative. Exiling yourself is the same as running away, and it goes against everything that you are.”

“I still face a tribunal,” he reminds her. “I doubt they will care to take into account this future of yours.”

“It doesn’t matter. Whatever they decide, we will deal with it as a family.”

He stills. “Is that we are?”

“It’s what we have always been,” she insists. “Even when you were too stubborn to see it.”

He clenches his fist against the swaddled form of his child, and then relaxes; the rest of the tension in his body drains out of him.

“Stay,” Sakura whispers one last time, leaning close, those damned green eyes shining with determination and love.

And he does.

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okay so lets say in an au where rin didnt die and obito didnt like get smashed everything was normal they grew up and then kakashi and rin got together how would obito react how would he treat them ty

Ok, so I did something similar to this before but it was just about if Rin survived and got feelings for Kakashi. In the headcannons in that post Obito was still crushed by the boulder. So i tried to imagine this a bit differently.

My Earlier post :

Kakashi falling for Rin

Headcannons ofObito’s reaction to Kakashi and Rin liking each other·

So, in this AU where Obito never got hurt andnever gave up his eye, he would still have the dream of becoming the futureHokage and probably being with Rin in the future too. Since Obito never getscorrupted by Madara, Minato will still be alive because Obito never turns evilto kill his sensei. So that means Naruto has his two parents, yayyy!!!!?. ·

Plus, I think this would also mean that Kakashi wouldn’thave accepted a position in the Anbu at such an early age. I believe Kakashiwould still have moved on to Anbu eventually, when he’s older, but not whilehis team was still together of Rin, Minato, and Obito.

That three-tails mission with Rin may or may nothave happened, but in both cases she’s alive and well. The reason being is because ofthe lesson Obito taught Kakashi that you don’t leave your teammates behind. If Rinwas caught, she is alive because both of her teammates were able to fight offthe enemy ninja. Also, if Rin did happen to become the jinchuuriki, she wasable to get outside help from the Village to get the three-tails taken out ofher. After all, Minato would probably know how to handle the seal placed on Rinand get rid of it, hopefully.

Ok, now the three of them would probably have grownup much like Sasuke, Naruto, and Sakura did. I believe Obito would keep trying to be stronger than Kakashi and Kakashi would play it off like Obito’sefforts were a joke, but he secretly likes the challenge. However, when it comesto Rin, I don’t think her personality matches Sakura’s. Rin doesn’t fawn overKakashi as much as Sakura fawns over Sasuke.

Rin does like Kakashi, but she has a prettyclose friendship to Obito too. Rin and Obito would only become closer and Rinwould continue to encourage Obito’s dreams of becoming Hokage. She believes inhim. She’s also aware of how much Obito likes her, much like Obito can sense Rinlikes Kakashi. It’s an unspoken topic for them.

When the three of them grow up and Minato becomes Hokage,their team is disbands. Kakashi joins the Anbu. Obito makes Jonin and so doesRin. They will hardly see each other as Rin is off studying medicine andmedical ninjutsu around the world. So, it will become a shock for Obito if Rinand Kakashi ever start dating.

Obito will be in disbelief, especially ifhe catches them on a date and interrupts it. He’ll ask many questions whiletrying to play it cool, like “Hey funny seeing you two here. Why are you twohanging out? I’m not interrupting something, am I? This isn’t a date, I hope.”He’ll rush out the words and it makes it obvious that he’s nervous and upset bytheir date.

I think it would be best if Rin tells Obitoherself that Kakashi and her are dating. Obito and Rin have a good friendship thathe wouldn’t become angry towards her. He’ll show that he is upset but will be accepting if Rin breaks itkindly to him and expresses her feelings on that matter.

If Kakashi is the one to say Rin and him aredating, Obito will have a much louder reaction. He’ll probably scream “what?” andbe in denial. Then he’ll ask Rin if it’s true. There’s no doubt that Obito willglare at Kakashi and have a little talk with him when Rin is not around. Obito will suddenly sound like a protective older brother because he’sgoing to say stuff like “you better not hurt her, otherwise you’ll pay” or “youbetter be serious about her, Kakashi.” But Obito won’t admit that he’sprotective over Rin because he likes her and Kakashi beat him to it.

After getting use to the information, Obitomight still hold some disgruntle feelings about it, but as long as he doesn’t seeany of the relationship stuff, he’ll act normal for the most part. Obito wouldtreat Rin and Kakashi only slightly differently now that they are dating. Obitowould still talk to Rin, but he’s not as open as he used to be. Obito won’ttalk about his feelings as much and he would try to be a lot softer and kinderto her. Kakashi, on the other hand, would be treated with more suspicion andObito will be more critical of him, looking for any flaw. Overall Obito willgrow use to it if it is what makes Rin truly happy.

#kakashi #obito #obito uchiha #obito headcannons #obito headcanons #tobi #naruto #rin #kakashi hatake

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keepyourpantsongohan · 7 years

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Ayesha Liveblogs Naruto Shippuden S18

“I put the entire burden on you Naruto” The Entire Burden is a nickname for Sasuke and I love it

Team 7 protecting each other while still making time to flirt is my aesthetic

In terms of actually using all three members in a cohesive unit Team 10 has by far the best teamwork in their year

Episodes since Tenzo has been missing: 117!!!! FREE HIM

Sakura doesn’t trust Sasuke and that’s good because she has no reason to do so

“I’m over it” said Kakashi for the first time in his life ever

Poor Minato he is being traumatized even in the afterlife

“That was anticlimactic” amazing that even in times of war Sasuke still finds time to be a bitch

What is this out of continuity Frankenstein episode

I THOUGHT FOR A SECOND OROCHIMARU BUILT A FAKE SASUKE

Sasuke walks away from the village just like he walks away from his emotional issues

I can already tell this two episode arc is going to be very stupid but I love it because I miss Tenzo and Neji

This doesn’t make any sense because Asuma died while Naruto was training to learn the Rasenshuriken so Ino, Choji and Shikamaru should living their most tragic lives atm

I liked it better when Orochimaru was making a fake Sasuke

Naruto’s two dramatic dads coming to the rescue

“Don’t worry, it’s okay. This is where Kakashi and I used to come to make out,” said the Gay Subtext

I can’t believe they’re taking Akamaru but not Kiba kgjhkjdfhgdkfjhgkh KAKASHI HAS EIGHT DOGS OF HIS OWN

So Kiba is coming though this party seems a little large for this kind of mission lmao

I’m not sure what’s funnier that Kakashi is still reading Makeout Paradise or that he has finally stuffed his team members inside a box for their own protection

Me @ those horrified Hokage faces: ....Same

“Wait, who’s holding the front? No one’s theeeeere” KAKASHI PLS

If the Gaara handshake and Kakashi piggyback are the best two minutes of anime I’ve ever seen then this was definitely the worst two minutes the rainbow vomit and Neji’s fall from the sky I will never recover

Naruto’s heart eyes @ Gaara: SAME X2

I guess even Gaara is vulnerable to his Fifteen Year Old Boy Pride

“He was with me earlier but he ditched me” Orochimaru sounds like Sasuke’s bitter girlfriend

REVERSE SNAKE DIGESTION AND OROCHIMARU’S GIGGLE I HAVE NO WORDS

ITACHI PLEASE why would you be so highkey about protecting your brother literally his forehead said “Itachi” I’m livid and yet I’m also living

Gaara the Hidden Leaf is burning to the ground what kinda priorities

Filler Sakura is much more into Naruto than Canon Tragic Trashbag-Loving Sakura

I never thought I’d be eager to get back to tragedy and yet here we are

“That Sasuke... he’s bright” Sasuke gets the dad approval and Itachi gave Naruto the older brother approval so I’m not saying you’re supposed to get married but that’s exactly what I’m saying

Well that’s gross Obito

“Time for my Raijin Flash Super Circle Dance Howl Stage 3″ WHO LETS MINATO NAME THINGS

QUIT TRYING TO SEVER THE PAST SASUKE ALL TEAM 7 WANTS TO DO IS LOVE YOU

“He’s just like a snake” Well this is a perfect time for Sasuke Uchiha, Snake Expert

Yikes @ Minato watching Obito being swallowed by his flesh prison

For about ten seconds I was rooting for Obito to live for Minato and Kakashi’s sake but surprise surprise he continues to be the wooooOooOrst

Every time Sasuke wraps Naruto protectively in his Susano my heart swells three sizes

“Here, you can have this back” bless you Tobirama

Temari is so supportive she is Team Shikamaru all the way

“Smiling? Both of them?” Sakura is shocked to hear Sasuke remembers how to smile

Tobirama is increasingly embarrassed by the Namikaze clan nerds

Minato is taking the blame onto himself for all that became of his comrades just as Kakashi does, like sensei like student

KURAMA GIVING MINATO INSPIRATIONAL SPEECHES FROM WITHIN IS MY AESTHETIC

Tomorrow is Naruto’s birthday and also his parents’ deathday what a yikes life

Minato has saved everyone in the world even after his own death my Namikaze boys I love them so much

“What kind of child-rearing led to this?” Kakashi and Iruka’s lmao

This outro is literally Naruto and Sasuke running to each other on a beach at sunset bless this homoerotic animation studio

“I know you’re not an idiot” do u know that Tobirama

The real question is who is worse at dealing with emotional intimacy Sasuke or Kurama

Are you honestly still bitter about Naruto’s success Sasuke come on dude learn to adjust

381 Episodes into the series and the Sage of Six Paths gets a name

At this point there are going to be like 100 Shinobi left in the whole world

Shikamaru doesn’t deserve this

Can I just say I’m glad Kakashi is in the intro? Because it gives me hope that he will not be Tenzo’d in this arc

“He seems to be in a foul mood” when is Sasuke not in a foul mood

IS EVERYONE ON THE BATTLEFIELD GOING TO EXPERIENCE NARUTO’S LOVE FOR SASUKE I’M SCREAMING

This is a pretty shitty way for Hiruzen to find out his son died

Everyone is pissed off and inspired by all the pain that Naruto has been through

Current list of Sasuke’s titles: Bitch, snake expert and Smart Boi

Fhfkgjhsjghsdkjgh Hashirama is the most beautiful person dead or alive:

Tobirama: We’ll assign the Tailed Beasts based on power balance but you’re required to pay

Hashirama: [whispers loudly] They’re not free?

Tobirama: Shut it!

“A Shinobi’s Dream” is 10/10, inspirational and beautiful episode I love it

“There’s no one more qualified than me to be Naruto’s advisor” I mean that was very poetic Shikamaru but Kakashi is at least equally adept if not more so

KAKASHI JUST SUTURED HIS OWN STAB WOUND THIS MAN IS TRULY MY DREAM

Hiruzen bossing Orochimaru around makes me happy in a weird way

My girl Sakura protecting the whole Shinobi world with her sensei

KAKASHI COME SAVE YOUR CHILDREN THIS IS YOUR BAT SIGNAL

Sasuke keeps encouraging Naruto to keep fighting and coming back to his side it’s adorable

Kakashi’s babies are back together and he’s getting the live feed god bless

Obito’s dream of just being a ninja in the Leaf was very depressing

This must be Kakashi and Minato’s dream I’ve never seen so much teamwork at once

Kakashi and Obito with Team 7 vkcjbhkjvhbjk oh my goodness my feelings

Tiny heartthrob Kakashi is adorable and I love him

So the reason Kakashi got placed on Team Minato is because he couldn’t play well with others oh my rude little boy

Obito’s struggles being late to everything are #relatable

This is so funny though because when Kakashi’s babies went to the Chunin exam he literally brought Sasuke in like hours late

“A guy’s gotta have a scar or two get some cred” but how many scars must Kakashi’s heart endure Obito

Lmao @ Tsunade calling “hold” for Team Minato to deal with their Emotional Issues

In all fairness to Kakashi, Minato, he did his fair share of lecturing before you arrived

What is it with these boys and sitting atop each other for minutes at a time while reliving their memories together

“I’ve thought that this world is hell too” Minato gets to hear about the burden Kakashi has been carrying for twenty years

“So that’s where Madara is” you’d think the giant wooden dragon would also be a give-away

I’m very concerned about Gaara but I’m proud of him for making peace with Shukaku

I don't know if Hinata's voice actor changed or if she forgot how to do young Hinata or if I forgot how she sounds but something seems odd

My boy Neji!!! I miss him so much

Why are the Hyuga like this I need reformation #JusticeForNeji

Hanabi discovers that her sister is a peeping tom at the age of 5

The fact that sunset on the beach ending is accompanied by the lyrics “I shouldn't love you, no, no, no” as Naruto and Sasuke meet this is truly the Gay Agenda

So many Naruto episodes are just retelling Part 1 events through different perspectives lmao

Hanabi WHY ARE YOU HAVING A FLASHBACK ABOUT SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED TEN SECONDS AGO

I have so many feelings about Neji and Hinata like he is her Excessively Pretentious Older Brother why is his life so sad!!!! Revive him and let him uncle her babies

“I want to choose my own path without being influenced by anyone else” all of your memories are about how Hinata was being influenced by Naruto Hanabi but I understand your sentiment

I know this is supposed to be a recounting of a very serious moment but I can't stop laughing about Kakashi's five hour straddle of Obito like sensei like student

“You just lie there, okay?” Kakashi is so gentle with the friend he was just trying to murder

“What's that?” Hashirama should really be more fazed about being a face titty on his bff

Black Zetsu is such a dick Kakashi and Minato don't deserve this

Madara: Family reunion?

Sasuke: How about I kill you instead

Madara: Why does everyone I invite keep saying this

Real talk how does Madara even know what Sasuke's eyes look like if he HAS NO EYES CURRENTLY

This episode is called "The Hidden Heart" and I hope it's a joke about Madara's heart being hidden under his Hashirama face titty

In a way the Tailed Beasts are all like bickering siblings

Nothing livens up a party like auto-cannibalism

Kakashi, three seconds after declaring possible victory: I failed

Gaara and Shukaku's friendship means the world to me we've come so far my tiny murder child

FLY SAND BOY FLY LIKE THE WIND

Hashirama, after witnessing Madara kill literally thousands of people: Madara is fundamentally kind

Tobirama is already pinned down Madara now you're just being mean

“To be honest, I've been wanting to do this to you for a very long time now” Kinkshame Madara Uchiha

Tenzo's jutsu is strong enough to hold off the five Kage and I'm very emo about it

“He's using wood style... who is he?” I WONDER WHO IT COULD BE OF THE THE TWO WOOD STYLE USERS TO EVER EXIST IN THE UNIVERSE ONE OF WHOM IS DEAD

“I asked you what does it feel like to poo” Swirly still asking the tough questions over 17 years later

God bless Sakura shouting words of encouragement as she heals Naruto

Naruto and Sasuke vowed to die together and they are so hardcore committed both of their hearts stopped at the same time

#ayesha liveblogs nahruto shipduden #ayesha talks anime #liveblogging

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Oc.1 Daisy Uzumaki

Because my ocs 'don't exist in canon some events don't occur either at all or they have changed significantly.

I'm also gonna bullet point my characters life.

Daisy :

1.Born Nao Iki Uzumaki . She was born with both a working female genitalia and a non working male genitalia . Nao later chose to be considered female and to lost her male genitalia. She was also born a twin . Her twin was named Damon. Daisy has four older siblings.

Daru & Dake 5 years older (twins)

Dana & Dayu 3 years older (twins)

2. Age 0 --- 4 Nao was born half human half demon to a demon father ,Fuwa and a human mother Heiwa. Nao until she was four was extremely Ill.

2. Age 4 this where the 1st major change in the Naruverse occurs. Nao was playing with a four year old Hatake Kakashi (there birth dates are only five days apart with Nao) Kakashi tripped sticking a stick in his neck.

3. Teachers believing Nao was the only culprit banished her from the ninja academy .Having moved back to ghenna with her parents . They helped her study (She went to a demon school and met two of her closest friends. Gool and Sqeeuib ((nicknamed Squib after Harry potter)). She did remain best of friends with a human named kurenai. Whom shed hang out with alot.. During the six years of training and studying. Her parents adopted a boy whose name nobody knew of. There parents therefore giving him the name Dane Kenji Uzumaki.

4. Age 10 The third Hokage let's Dane (Now known as Edwin ) Nao and Damon become ninjas.

5.Age 11 --- 12 Nao got fed up with her name and asked her parents to change it to be a bit more femine. Nao's parents chose the English Name Daisy after researching foreign names.

6.Age 12 Daisy makes her first Deadly Blunder and Dies for the first time. Daisy awakes with little frekle like scars on her right side.

7.As she's recovering in the hospital she finds out that Edwin who has just been discovered to be related to Satan has burnt himself to death.

8. On the day she arrives home her Father gets a mysterious phone call . He ignores the lady on the other end of the phone thinking it's just silly prank. He however hears Edwins little voice shaking over the phone. And imedatly goes gets him . A couple of seconds later he and Edwin come back. With both Daisy and Edwin Still recovering. There mum thinks is best they sleep on the couch beds .

TIME SKIP A YEAR AND A HALF

9 .Age 13 --- 14 Damon is killed . Daisy loses her marbles . She is also diagnosed with autism and HDHD. However with the 'Death' of her brother, Daisy is very vunrable and chose to go to a Konoha party . She has sex for the First time. Out side waiting for her dad with Squib and Gool Daisy Starts smoking and trying drugs. Her dad sees them and takes them all to A demon Juvenile detention centre. She spends a year there before it's raided by exorcist. She's taken to Demon lab but soon breaks out after hearing that the exorcist have destroyed her family and her two friends.

10. Age 15 --- 16 On the run she runs into Kakashi Hatake. They have a one night stand Daisy then hears the door go and hears Edwin coming up. She quickly jumps in to the attic . She learns Kakashi is Bisexaul and was engaged to Edwin .

11.Daisy feeling guilty about sleeping with Kakashi decides to leave without Kakashi knowing.

12. Seeing Edwin alive and well she decides to see if her parents are ok. When she goes home they pull her into the biggest hug ever. She then tells them what happened with Kakashi and Edwin. A couple of weeks later she finds out she was pregnant. Reluctantly she goes back to Kakashi . Daisy gives birth to twins Sakumo and Daiji

13. Age 18 She fights her step mum to keep custody of her children. Daisy wins .

14. Age 19 Daisy becomes pregnant with twins again. A girl named Yukki and a boy Named Daichi. Every seems to be going well . The normal naruto canon events happen .

15. Skip to Naruto Shippuden Daisy has had another child . A Girl call Rei . Kakashi visits Daisy and the children when he isn't on a mission . He however doesn't live with them until Daisy is frozen from falling into a lake and introduces herself to her cousin Naruto.

16. the children head off on a world tour with Sakumo and Daiji Now being sixteen they are responsible enough to look after their siblings

17.Age 32 Daisy lives a year of hell . Her head injury. A Dog attack. (Daisy has a Golden Labrador called Sunny and a Samoyed called Snowey They defended her from a Pitball and Dutch Hound )

((Here's where canon changes again. When Daisy and Kakashi had their first kids . Kurenai Hooked up with asuma . They had a Boy Named Jay and a year later had a daughter named Mirai. (Yes Mirai is alot older in this version he's good pals with team asuma and kurenai . The same with Mirai.))

18. Asuma becomes severely sick. He is told he has rapid cancer growth on his lungs . It looks to be in early stages but it's growing extremely fast. Daisy talks to someone who suggest that her powers can heal Asuma if she can posses him. Daisy suggest it to kurenai who imedatly encourages daisy to do it.

Daisy posses him and heals him. However if he where to have died that would have been it for her to.

19. Daisy's kids come home they explain that theyhave been staying in a camping refuge for a while and there where to adults that where fasinatied with Kakashi. They want to move in with there son Banabi . The two adults where Obito and Rin who had survied and ran away .

That's all I have so far for Daisy the rest of the uzumaki siblings are coming in the Next couple of days . Also some context into her parents and her children. And who Edwins Real Parents are.

#boruto #daisy uzumaki #kurenai yuhi #asuma sarutobi #kakashi hatake #naruto #might guy #kakashi hakate #ao no exorcist #edwin okumura

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