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bmo-galaxy · 3 years

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Okay but what if they kissed?

But just imagine that Naruto and Sasuke kiss at the end. An honest to god, square on the lips, absolutely intentional kiss. A kiss they choose, a kiss on purpose, a kiss that isn't comic relief or shock value. A kiss to explain what drove Naruto forward all these years. The kind of kiss that shows that even now, even after it all, they choose each other and came back to each other and never, ever forgot. A kiss that’s a promise and a fresh start.

Just imagine, if you will, for a moment that Sasuke tells him to shut up and Naruto peels himself from the rock, turning with fire in those blue eyes. The same way they burn before a fight, prepared and focused. Those blue eyes have always been Sasuke’s undoing, reflecting only the earnest truth. Every one of Naruto’s emotions is broadcast in those vast oceans. A strong, steady hand shoots out to fist in Sasuke’s shirt and raven is sure he's about to get headbutted again. Naruto wretches him up and leans real close and Sasuke is waiting for the crack and the pain. A pain that never comes.

The kiss isn't soft or sweet or sentimental. Its all sharp edges and teeth and desperation. A peak into Naruto’s soul, a glimpse at his pain, a taste of his anger. Just as quickly as it starts, the kiss is over. Naruto pulls away with a gasp, sapphire eyes fluttering open. All the fierceness and fury deflates from Naruto and the blonde’s shoulders sag. His fist is still gripping Sasuke’s shirt, but it loosens until it sits flat against the Uchiha’s chest, right over his heart. Eyes falling closed, Naruto basks in the steady beat against his palm. You’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive and you’re here.

"You have no idea how long I've waited to do that," Naruto admits this in a husky whisper before he can stop himself. Disbelief colors his tone and the blonde shakes his head like he can't believe this is happening. “This is like a dream,” he continues, still quiet and heartfelt. A part of the blonde is embarrassed and wishes he would shut up, but Naruto is just too tired. Mind, body, soul; every bit of him is exhausted, but more than anything, Naruto is weak with relief. Leaving his tongue loose and his inhibitions lowered.

Sasuke struggles for words, struggles to breathe, struggles to understand. Where was the strike, the anger, the hatred for everything Sasuke has done? Why does Naruto look so fucking happy? Bloodied, mangled, black and blue and beaten. Sasuke will never apologize for his actions, standing by hatred for the Leaf and his dedication to his late brother. Naruto, though...

Naruto, who followed him to the ends of the earth. Naruto, who never gave up on him, even when everyone around him did. Naruto, who stood up to him over and over, proudly proclaiming to be his friend every single time. Naruto, who was prepared to lose his dream, his home, his life; and was prepared to do so smiling, just happy to have a future with Sasuke.

Why, Naruto? Sasuke implores silently, watching happy tears streak down the blonde’s cheeks. Why, why, why, why--

"Why?" Is all that Sasuke can think and all he can get past his lips. The one great mystery: why would someone like Naruto, now surrounded by love and praise, chase after Sasuke so relentlessly, the one person determined to cut their ties entirely? Naruto looks up at him with sparkling, vast blue eyes that don't hide anything. A clear, cloudless sky. Every corner of Naruto is laid bare in front of Sasuke, who resists the urge to turn away. Those damn blue eyes have always been Sasuke’s undoing, the one thing consistently able to shakes Sasuke’s resolve and fill him with yearning.

"Don't make me repeat myself, you know why," Naruto chuckles, bashful and blushing now. He scratches his cheek and glances away. "I figure that made it pretty obvious."

Sasuke almost smiles, almost relents his intense stare, because he does know. Far as he tried to run from the truth, he does know why Naruto did all of that. Just like he knows why he was never truly able to sever their connection. Sasuke needs to hear it though, needs to hear the truth he's known for years and years. Why would Naruto do any of it other than-- than-- than--

"Why, Naruto?" And the blonde can tell that the raven is asking about much more than the kiss. Sasuke is asking about everything and Naruto only has one answer for that question. Naruto’s flush darkens, the anticipation and passion and intensity in Sasuke’s gaze is setting the blonde on fire. A wild, uncontainable hope flares in the fox’s chest, seeing all of his own desires reflected in Sasuke’s eyes.

And Naruto would swallow thickly and say the three words he's always held in his heart, always believed in, always protected against anything.

"I love you," Naruto whispers and Sasuke’s heart stops, time stops, everything stops. There’s only Naruto and his burning sapphire eyes. "I love you, Sasuke. That’s why. That’s-- That’s always been why."

It’s the answer Sasuke expects and knows is coming but somehow still knocks the breath from the raven. There it is, the undeniable truth neither had ever uttered out loud. The truth Sasuke hid from. The truth Naruto never let disappear. Against all odds and by some miracle, Naruto loves him.

Naruto loves me, Naruto loves me, Naruto loves me.

"I love you," Sasuke says like a prayer, whispered on the edge of his breath. Uttering the confession makes him feel faintly lightheaded and a breathless chuckle slips from his lips. "I'm sorry it took so long."

Naruto laughs, high and clear and beautiful. A pure sound that kisses Sasuke’s ears and soothes his soul. For a second, in this moment, everything feels alright. Naruto punches his shoulder gently, a fond and affection gesture that’s nothing like the blows they traded an hour ago.

“I really must have rocked your shit for you to be apologizing to me,” the orange ninja teases, smiling brightly. Sasuke rolls his eyes at the comment, shaking his head slowly. Everything is different but nothing has changed. This is still comfortable, familiar, soothing. As if no time has passed at all.

“I’ll make one exception, don’t get used to it,” he needles back. Naruto copies his eyeroll and fights down a giggle. There’s a beat of silence, a moment to bask in the glow. Everything they need is here and even though wounds ache, neither is rushing to locate their comrades. They’ll find us eventually, they both think silently, content to enjoy their moment alone. Naruto scoots a little nearer and Sasuke leans a little closer. One shaking, hesitant arm reaches out to wrap around Sasuke’s waist. The raven haired nin stills initially, survival instinct telling him to run run run before he gets hurt, or overtaken, or killed.

Naruto doesn't hurt him though. Despite everything, in spite of everything, Naruto never hurts Sasuke. Naruto is safe, gentle warmth. Even his heaviest blows somehow felt like a fond caress. Naruto is just good, plain and simple. So, the raven relaxes into the embrace and wraps his arm around Naruto too. The embrace is awkward and sticky, both are covered in grime and sweat and blood, but they don't care. Trembling fingers cling desperately. Tear streaked faces press into necks and shoulders. Their last and first embrace, a new dawn breaking over them. Naruto’s mouth finds Sasuke’s ear and the blonde’s voice warms and deepens with all of his love and gratitude and relief.

"Welcome home, Sasuke."

A sob rises, rises, rises in Sasuke’s chest but he swallows hard to keep it down. It’s easy to remember the last person to say those words to him, easy to imagine his mother in the kitchen as he leaves for school. Everything has been darkness from that day, broken up by brief, startling moments of light. Moments with Naruto, working as a three man team and growing together. The dawn has broken and the warmth of Naruto’s sun is a beacon in the shadows, a breath of hope and fresh air after a long winter underground.

"I'm home," Sasuke replies because it’s true. Naruto is home. Not his first one, but certainly his last.

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narutogwriting · 3 years

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Greetings! It I. Whomever the f*ck that is!

I don't know if anyone's every told you, but your writing is absolute Grade A Quality. And I, as in me, happen to nurse quite the interest for said A Grade writing. Shocking, is it not? Foolish! Of course it is not! Surprising. That is. It IS the best writing afterall! I- Hm... ఠ_ఠ

Okay, I'll stop horsing around, sorry,,,

I have come to make a request if that is alright with you and you do not have too many already!

I recently discovered the song "Heart Attack" by Deni Lovato and would really love a little story with boisterous and playful reader that's had the second longest-standing crush(after Hinata's, cuse, MAN, that girl be the inventor of pinning no jutsu) known to everyone, but Lee, where the crew could be out throwing one of those rare party where a majority of them can be present, eventually ending in a karaoke where the fuzzy warmth of what little alcohol the reader drank gives them the little bit of missing courage(or sensibility) to, just, climb on a table and spill all their feelings, love and frustration into this one song before loudly announcing that This One's For Lee, like a challenge.

If you would have the space/kindness to add the aftermath where the reader immediately sobers up after comfessing and just, absconds through a window, I would be the most grateful gal alive,,, >v<

I'll venmo you a goat.

Okay this was seriously WAY too fun to right Naruto is my one true love but Rock Lee was my first Naruto crush<3

HEART ATTACK

Pairing: Rock Lee x Reader

CW: good old fluff

Length: 3.6+

Summary: Rock Lee has been your not so secret crush for as long as you can remember. You’re determined to take it to your grave, but what happens when you’re drunk at a karaoke bar doesn’t stay at the karaoke bar...

The music was loud, the room was dark, and everyone was there. How long had it last been since everyone was able to get together?

The life of a shinobi was a busy, dangerous one. There was little time for laugh and play, especially as you all got older. It was easier when you’d just graduated from the academy. All of the missions given to new genin were level D to C, little things like gardening or finding lost pets that didn’t take much time or require you to even leave the village. It was easy for everyone to find time to get together and hang out.

But as time passed, things changed. Everyone’s ranks were different, some people like Shikamaru took up more political roles in the village. It was easy to drift apart without even realizing it.

So tonight was one of those rare moments where the stars aligned and the old group was able to get together to hang out.

The venue of choice; a karaoke bar.

It was the first time you were all able to drink together… Well, legally at least.

“Thanks, Kiba.” You giggled, giving him a flirtatious wink as you took the drink he’d just bought you, sipping it. Did you like Kiba? No. But was he fun to flirt with? Absolutely. And if that flirting led to him wanting to buy your drinks for you, well, who were you to deny him?

Kiba was cute; that wasn’t the problem. Heck, most of the guys from the Leaf were cute and way too easy to get along with. You’d known them practically your whole life, grown up together even, but despite all their great qualities, it was only one shinobi who had your heart, and he didn’t even know it.

The first time you’d seen Lee was before the first test in the Chunin exams. He had easily taken on Naruto and Sasuke without batting an eye. He was so swift, so smooth, you’d watched him in awe. He was a bit eccentric, but had a focus and prowess you’d never experienced before. You thought he was amazing.

You were content to watch him from afar until the preliminaries. During his fight with Gaara, you’d held your breath, watched in horror and amazement as he took on the demon of the sand. You didn’t think you breathed once during that battle.

Lee lost, was almost killed by Gaara before Guy stopped him, but it was the best you’d ever seen someone fight in your life.

Timidly and nervously, you visited Lee in the hospital that day. He was unconscious, but in stable condition. You didn’t know what motivated you, but you began to visit every day, leaving flowers and small treats for Lee to wake up to.

When he finally had woken, you were trying to slink out of the room quietly when you heard him speaking, causing you to freeze in your tracks.

“Who are you?”

Apprehensively, you turned to face Lee with a small smile. You’d never been shy, but there was something about Lee that made you weak-kneed.

After introducing yourself, you went back to his bedside. “I just wanted to tell you that I think you’re very strong. You’re so skilled and quick; I think you’re the best ninja I’ve ever seen…”

You were only thirteen, didn’t have much experience in the ninja world, so the words you spoke were true. You didn’t know if telling him that, as a total stranger, would make him think you were weird.

Imagine your shock when Lee burst out in happy tears.

It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

You supported Lee in his recovery, and even when he couldn’t go on missions himself, he cheered you on from the sideline.

From the very beginning, it was evident to everyone in the village that you were head-over-heels for Lee. Your quiet bashfulness when Lee was around was a stark contrast to your usual loud and confident self. Everyone knew about your crush.

Everyone except for Lee.

“Why don’t you just tell him?” Tenten asked you once. “You never know.”

But you’d only shaken your head. “He loves Sakura. Everyone knows that.” You told her. “Besides. We’re friends. I don’t want to ruin that friendship.”

So despite your friendliness, your flirtatious nature, and the fact that you could have just about any of the rookie nine wrapped around your finger if you so pleased, you weren’t interested in any of them.

Rock Lee was the only one that had your heart and he didn’t even know it. He never would.

Instead of focusing on that, or the cute way Lee’s cheeks went red after he took a shot, or how Lee spent a lot of time that night talking to Sakura, you took shots with Ino and Tenten and let Kiba buy you drinks and danced with Choji when he asked.

Overall, the night was going great. Everyone was having a good time and getting along and so far only Naruto had gotten just a little too drunk; everyone else was riding a nice buzz.

Shikamaru had just finished a less than enthusiastic rendition of “The Lazy Song” that had left everyone doubled over laughing at the irony. “Who should go next!?” Naruto yelled, looking around to see who still hadn’t sung a song.

And okay, maybe Naruto wasn’t the only one who had drank just a little too much. Watching Lee sit and laugh with Sakura the past hour had left you feeling just a tad bit jealous, leading you to drink more than you normally would. He’d barely said anything to you that, and the two of you were supposed to be friends.

“What’s so good about Sakura anyways? She’s really not that great.” You swished the liquid in your cup, mumbling the words you knew you would regret the next morning. Sakura had never been anything but nice to you; you knew she didn’t deserve to be the target of your jealousy.

Ino snickered. “Geez you’ve got it bad.” She commented with a roll of her eyes before hearing Naruto’s question. Her eyes lit up, and, grinning, she hurried to the microphone, looking through the book of songs available to sing. She flipped through for a moment or two before turning to Naruto and whispering something to him.

All of this escaped your attention as you were drowning in the misery of your own thoughts before you realized: everyone was chanting your name. You blinked, looking around to see everyone staring at you, pounding on tables and counters as they encouraged you to get up and sing.

Laughing, you shook your head nervously, not wanting to go embarrass yourself before Lee caught your eye. Even he was encouraging you to go up and perform. Well, if he wanted you to, then you would sing your heart out!

You downed two more shots before pushing to your feet, which was an obvious mistake.

The alcohol always hit hardest after you stood up.

“Woah, there.” Tenten laughed, standing to help you. Somehow, you made it to the stage. Naruto snickered as he passed you the microphone. He couldn’t wait to see this.

You held the microphone tightly in your hands as your eyes scanned the room with all your friends staring expectantly at you and cheering you on. You felt good. Really good. Your vision was blurry, head dizzy, stomach warm, and everything about you was giddy. It was your turn, and you were ready to make a statement.

Glancing at the screen, you saw the name of the song appear. Heart Attack by Demi Lovato.

“I’m gonna dedicate this song to someone very special to me,” You slurred into the microphone, giggling. Your friends in the crowd whooped and cheered as the music began.

“This one’s for you Lee!”

With that, you closed your eyes to block out the reactions of everyone and everything, and you sang. You sang your little heart out, put on the drunken performance of a lifetime. Your years of pent up feelings and nerves and fears surrounding Lee all went into that song.

As you sang the last word, you opened your eyes again, taking in everyone’s reaction. Glee, surprise, happiness. You were grinning; you’d killed it.

That was when your eyes landed on Lee. It was hard for you to gage his reaction. More than anything he looked… confused. And that was when the weight of what you’d just done settled on you. Oh shit.

You’d all but confessed your feelings for Lee… Drunkenly… In front of everyone.

The realization was all it took for you to sober up. Quickly, you shoved the microphone back into Naruto’s hands and fled the karaoke bar.

You weren’t really sure how you’d even made it home. Everything was kind of blurry. You remember running from the karaoke bar, a girl’s voice, probably Tenten’s, calling after you. You remember vomiting. A lot. That’s actually what you were doing now. You’d woken up with your head basically in the toilet.

You could have gone for some blissful moments where you didn’t remember what had caused you to sprint home from the bar, but alas, you couldn’t forget.

You’d confessed your years long crush through song.

How were you ever going to face Lee again?

You wouldn’t, you decided. You would spend the rest of your life in that house. You could have your groceries delivered, you weren’t going to need new clothes if you never went outside. You would just lay in your bed until you withered away into nothingness.

“You can’t stay in here forever,” Tenten rolled her eyes, tugging the blanket that you were hiding under off the bed.

“Watch me,” you whined in reply, holding a pillow over your head. “I totally embarrassed myself! He probably thinks I’m so lame!”

Tenten could only snicker at that. “Lee? Thinking you’re lame? Right.”

It took a bit of convincing, and you were basically kicking and screaming, but Tenten was able to drag you out of your home back into the real world. “No one’s going to care,” She assured you as the two of you walked. “We were all plastered. I’m sure no one will even remember!”

If only that were true.

“Hey!” Kiba called as he and Naruto approached you and Tenten. “Have you guys seen Lady Tsunade around here? I have this pain in my chest…”

Naruto grabbed Kiba’s arm in mock fear. “Oh no! Kiba, are you having a heart attack!?”

The two of them doubled over in hysterics; tears were even streaming down their faces. You could feel your face burning red in embarrassment. You’d never wanted to disappear so badly.

“Beat it you two!” Tenten snapped, grabbing your arm and pulling you away. “Ignore them! They’re idiots!”

Head buried in your hands, you shook your head. “God! How am I ever going to live this down! I’m going home!” You pulled out of Tenten’s grip. “I’m going to move villages, change my name, and make sure Lee never sees my face again!”

“Uh, well, if that’s the case you better run…” Tenten said awkwardly, nudging you. “Because Lee’s coming this way…”

And there he was. In his green jumpsuit, bowlcut and all, Lee was heading straight for you. God you were sure you were going to vomit again.

“Good morning Tenten,” Lee greeted, though nowhere near in his usual upbeat tone. “Would you mind giving us a moment alone?” He asked. Tenten glanced over at you nervously.

“Yeah… Sure Lee…”

“I do not understand it, Sakura.” Lee sighed, toying with the drink in his hands as his eyes were locked on you drinking and laughing with Tenten and Ino. “I have never had any issue telling you that I think you are beautiful. But with her… It is different.”

Sakura giggled, feeling the drink in her own veins. “Because, Lee. You like her like her. You should just tell her!” Even drunk, Sakura would never betray your trust by telling Lee the obvious; that you liked him as much as he liked you. But it was infuriating to sit on both sides listening to the two of you cry over your feelings day after day and not tell you!

Lee shook his head, taking a gulp from his drink. “I cannot. I am not like Guy Sensei, as much as I try to be. I am not cool or good looking. I do not think I am smooth. I do not know how to talk to a girl I like.”

It took everything in Sakura not to burst out laughing. Guy Sensei? Cool? Good looking? Smooth?

“This is ridiculous. How much longer do I have to hear about how great you think she is before you finally tell her?!”

Rock Lee could barely hear Sakura; he was zoned in on you. Everything about you entranced Lee from the very first time he saw you trying to sneak out of his hospital room. You were beautiful, of course. Your hair always seemed to fall just right. Your smile brightened up a room. The kindness in your heart radiated from you. He loved how confident and outgoing you were and that you had an energy that could match his.

It wasn’t like Lee hadn’t tried to tell you before. There were plenty of times when it was just the two of you that he was tempted, but he could never get it out. There just weren’t many people that he connected so easily with. Guy Sensei was his idol; he wanted to be just like his sensei! But that wasn’t the same as having a friend. Even with his teammates, there was a level of professionalism to it all--maybe thanks to Neji--that kept him from feeling like he could truly be understood.

But with you, everything was so easy. Laughing came easily, talking and opening up about the things he struggled with… There was a naturalness to it he’d never experienced before. He was terrified to lose it.

So that night at the karaoke bar, he sat with Sakura whining about the same thing he had been for months now instead of doing something about it. That wasn’t like Lee at all, but that was what you did to him. You made him so nervous he couldn’t even be him.

He was sure you knew his eyes were locked on you all night, ogling like a total weirdo. He’d barely even talked to you. He had hoped that the alcohol would loosen him up and spur him into action, but he’d just shut down even more, causing him to wallow in his own self pity.

Why couldn’t he be more like Kiba? He was over there, so smooth and cool, grinning and chatting you up and buying you drinks. Lee wanted to be that guy to you!

“Oh, look! She’s gonna sing next!” Sakura nudged Lee, nodding at the stage where you were grasping the microphone. You were clearly inebriated, and the redness in your cheeks just made you look all the cuter to him.

“I’m gonna dedicate this song to someone very special to me!” Lee’s heart dropped into his stomach. He couldn’t even hope that he would be the one that you would devote a song to. So when it was his name that had left your mouth, he sat in there in a state of shock. It wasn’t even dawning on him. Sakura shook his shoulder excitedly as you belt out the lyrics to Heart Attack.

“Lee, she’s singing to you!”

It just couldn’t process. Was it the alcohol? Was it the absolute surprise at what was happening? Whatever it was, by the time you had finished, Lee had continued to stare at you, open mouthed. It was only when you’d sprinted out of the bar that Lee had come to his senses.

He’d done his best to follow you, but he was drunker than he thought and had stumbled around just a little too long. By the time he’d gotten himself straightened out, you were long gone.

He’d stayed up all night long thinking about it, thinking about you.

The whole night, he turned it over and over again in his mind; what else could that have meant other than you liked him back? It was too good to be true! But it was true? Lee drove himself mad.

The goal with his walk wasn’t necessarily to find you. Moreso, he had just wanted to clear his head, maybe get advice from Guy Sensei. But he’d ran into you and Tenten before he could do any of that.

As Tenten gave the two of you space, he stared at you bashfully. The longer the silence went on, the redder his cheeks became. Just as he was getting up the courage to say something, you broke the ice.

“Lee, look. About last night… I’m sorry. That was so embarrassing! I was just so drunk and… I wasn't thinking straight.” You were rambling on nervously, scratching the back of your head and avoiding his gaze, acting like you wanted to laugh the whole thing off.

Lee nodded slowly, letting your words sink in. So… He had misread the whole thing, then? The thought hit him like a blow to the stomach, taking the breath straight out of him. That sucked. “Right, of course!” He said quickly. “It is okay, really. I had drunk a lot as well!”

How did he get out of here? Lee was tempted to drop the weights from his ankles and take off running as fast as he could.

The discomfort was plain on his face, though. You knew Lee well; you could tell something was wrong.

You had to drop your playful facade. You felt like you’d really screwed things up. “Are… Are you mad at me?” You finally asked him quietly.

The question startled Lee. He frowned, tilting his head. “Why would I be upset with you? You are my friend.” You could only shrug helplessly. You were sad and embarrassed and confused, and now Lee was upset. Of course you thought it was your fault. You didn’t know that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

The silence was heavy, making you sigh and shake your head. “Well, uh, I should go meet up with Tenten again…” You mumbled, staring at the floor. After this, she definitely couldn’t drag you out of your bedroom again.

You lifted your hand, waving goodbye before turning away. You didn’t get more than a step away before Lee was grabbing your arm, his body reacting quicker than his mind. “Wait. Please.”

Of course you stopped, turning back to face him. You were too fearful to be hopeful, unwilling to get excited for something that wouldn’t happen, but you held your breath anyways as you stared up at him.

“I was not completely honest. I am upset, it is just not with you…” When you didn’t respond, only continued to stare at him with those earnest eyes, he had no choice but continue. He dropped your arm, his hand going to nervously rub at the back of his neck instead. He didn’t know how to do this, but he had the feeling it was now or never.

“The truth is, yesterday when you sang that song, and you said you were dedicating it to me, I believed it was because you had feelings for me. So just now, when you said you were not thinking straight, it made me upset because I have feelings for you. I was hoping that you would tell me that you felt the same…”

You didn’t think you’d ever seen Lee so red before. It was like a cartoon, the way it creeped up from his chin all the way to his forehead, shooting up like a thermometer. You could only imagine that you looked the same. Your face felt like it was on fire.

It took a moment for it all to sink in. There was a pause before it dawned on you; Lee just confessed that he had feelings for you! He liked you! The giddiness sent trembles through you as you broke out into a huge grin that you couldn’t stop.

“Lee, you idiot!” You laughed, smacking his arm. “I do like you! That’s the whole reason I humiliated myself in front of everyone yesterday!”

You know that look that Lee gets when he’s happy? His pupils dilate, glistening like googly eyes. The blush dusts the tops of his cheeks, he even gets a bit teary eyed.

All classic Lee and exactly what you got after your confession.

“I cannot believe it!” He cried, pulling you into a hug and twirling you around without hesitation. Now that he had confirmation about how you felt, any inhibitions he had been harboring were gone just like that. He wasn’t going to waste another moment not showing you exactly how he felt. “I have wanted to tell you for so long! I just did not think you felt the same way! This is fantastic!”

Lee’s enthusiasm was as contagious as ever. It didn’t take long before you were hugging Lee back and laughing along with him. When he finally calmed down, Lee released you, taking your hands in his instead and grinning at you.

“So does this mean you will go on a date with me?”

“Is that you asking me?” You giggled. Lee nodded enthusiastically. “Then yes; of course I will.”

Lee pulled you into another hug. “Would you like to know something?” He questioned, giggling childishly, so of course you nodded. “I almost had a heart attack asking you that question!”

The groan was immediate as you pulled away, smacking your forehead. “Lee!” You whined, cringing in embarrassment. “I am also having a heart attack trying to work up the nerve to do this…” For a guy that was so fast, he moved agonizingly slow as he leaned down to press his lips to yours. A heart attack, huh? Yeah, you were never going to live that down. But if this was the price to pay, well then, you didn’t mind all that much.

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happyocelot · 2 years

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Telephone Game Ch. 3

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Ch. 1

Ch. 2

"Hyuuga-san, what's your blood type?" asked fanpoodle fifty. Or maybe it was seventy. Hinata had lost count by now.

Her wish to stop being sent out of the village had not been answered. In fact, Tsunade-sama had noted with bemusement that Team 8 was being requested with increasing frequency for escort missions, commanding a greater and greater price tag each time. There was a waiting list for Team 8 nowadays, because they were just that in demand.

She briefly considered the wisdom of revealing her blood type to this perfect stranger in this perfectly nondescript village on the border between Fire and Wind. On one hand, did it even matter anymore? Everyone somehow already knew about that time Kumo tried to kidnap her on her birthday, and the way Neji nii-san used to hate her, and her imaginary boyfriend Menma.

On the other hand, she was the former heiress of an important clan. Again, a clan against whom multiple kidnap attempts had been made in the past. Who knew how the information of her blood type would be used?

"It's a secret," she said, giving her fan a polite, closed-off smile honed through years of training.

That was exactly the wrong thing to say. She would regret it later, much like Tsunade-sama would for not paying attention to the problem in its early stages.

***

When he woke up that day, Naruto didn't think he would accidentally start a miniature war in a random village, but you know, that was why he was called the number one most unpredictable ninja.

It was just another day in the course of his training with Jiraiya. They'd stopped at this place because it was both at the edge of the forest, where they could work on controlling the Kyuubi's chakra without harming any passersby, and yet relatively populated and not too isolated, just in case something went wrong like last time and they needed to get medical supplies.

So there he was, at the center of the marketplace, scrounging through his wallet for any spare change for those multiple-wash-one-hundred-percent cotton bandages that Jiraiya had asked him to buy.

Then he heard someone yelling about "Hinata," and he almost dropped Gama-chan in shock.

"Hinata! Is Hinata here? Hi, Hinata!" He whirled around like a maniac and beamed. A lot of villagers gave him funny looks, which made him stop and look a bit closely.

No pair of white eyes in sight. His heart deflated.

Maybe it was someone else named Hinata? he thought.

It clearly wasn't his Hinata.

He was dead wrong.

"You've heard of Hinata, son? Hyuuga Hinata?" asked a small, bearded man next to a kite stand. Naruto squinted at the man's hands, making out a pencil and a bright green magazine titled Awesome Assassins from Across the Five Great Nations.

"Yeah! She's my friend!" he announced, still beaming.

Hinata was apparently a big deal in this village, because the man dropped his pencil and just stared at Naruto with big, blown-out eyes.

"Your friend? Hyuuga Hinata's your friend?" the kite stand owner shouted. "That's impossible. Hyuuga-san wouldn't be friends with a stupid-looking blonde like you."

"Hey!" Naruto snapped. "I'll have you know that she told me that she's always admired me. I've known her since the Ninja Academy, ya know!"

"Oh, yeah?" kite-stand-guy challenged. "Then...what is her blood type? Her friend should be able to answer that part of the crossword puzzle." He jerked his head towards the bearded man's Awesome Assassins magazine. Sure enough, the cover proclaimed that whoever "could fill out all 50 extra-difficult words" would get a cash prize.

Naruto puffed out his chest in pride. He didn't know why Hinata had a whole crossword puzzle in a magazine dedicated to her, but he did know the answer.

"It's a secret!" He grinned. "She let me know once when we were kids, but she wouldn't tell morons like you!"

That was probably true, he reasoned. She was too shy and wouldn't go around sharing things like her blood type with random weirdos like these.

Unfortunately, this didn't go down well with the kite-stand-guy.

"You're just saying that 'cause you don't know anything about her!" he yelled.

"I do too!"

"No, you don't!"

"Yes, I do!"

"No, you don't!"

"Yes, I do! I know her favorite food, her favorite color, her hobbies, and her special powers!"

"Oh yeah? Then what are they?"

"Cinnamon rolls, purple, flower pressing, and one time her cousin tried to give her a heart attack, but that didn't stop her. She kept fighting! She's a complete badass, ya know?"

There was a split second of stark silence at these pronouncements.

Unfortunately, Naruto had never heard of using indoor voices, and the entire marketplace was listening.

And then complete pandemonium broke loose. Naruto barely avoided getting torn from limb as he dodged pots and pans and kites and sandals.

It was carnage. Villager against villager. Hinata fan against Hinata fan. All arguing over the new random facts about her that Naruto had decided to shout out that day, and no one able to come to an agreement on them.

Someone said that it was out of character for a girl who commanded samurai armies to do flower pressing. Another said it was perfectly in character because it showed that she was elegant and refined.

Everyone agreed that there was a slight chance that she liked cinnamon rolls. They also agreed that there was a hundred percent chance that she wore purple to strike terror into her enemies.

Naruto was oblivious. After escaping near death, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to shopping in a quieter corner of the village.

Ah, well, he reasoned. Sometimes you ran into nutcases on your journeys. It was all part of the job.

***

Naruto would later smile in pleasure at having remembered so many facts about his friend. Despite whatever people thought about him, he wasn't oblivious to everything.

He knew quite a lot about shy, dark weirdos who looked away when he looked at them. Actually, the fact that they looked away when he looked at them meant that they didn't even know that he noticed them.

Naruto could be smart that way.

And sadly for Hinata, the villagers interpreted his comment about her not dying from heart attacks in...interesting ways.

#naruhina #naruto

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hpdabbles · 3 years

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If your taking prompts I would like to ask for Naruto being corrected on Remus' name and other things in that AU.

Naruto vetoes Dog-man's childhood home the moment he saw the bland dead stare the older man gave the house. It was the same kind of look Sai gave the old Root bunker they had been assign to clean out when it was discovered sometime after Pain's attack.

He knows some people think emotions shouldn't get in the way of missions but Naruto also knew those same people would gladly go back to war for no other reason than bloodlust.

If they could give in to the desire to harm others just because then Naruto had the right to throw a fit in the Hokage's office until Sai was removed from the mission and didn't have to go back.

He also had the same right to do the same about Grimmauld Place. The woman in pink that Naruto had forgotten the name of- he mentally refers to her as Pink Lady- had pursed her lips but Naruto had complete control of the decisions thanks to the Honor Clash.

The rest of the council had gone into a frenzy once they realized that Naruto had won and it took 'Emus cautiously suggesting everyone is bonded by an Unbreakable Vow so the knowledge of the deal wouldn't be able to leave the room as to avoid encouraging others from fighting their way out of the law, in order to calm them down.

Naruto didn't care one way or the other as long as the deal for Dog-man remained.

There was a lot of paperwork that had to be filled but 'Emus took care of it for them after Dog-man claimed him as his "Vassal" which meant 'Emus had the right to make choices for them or something.

The three had walked out together with Dog-man's arm wrapped around Naruto's shoulders like he was afraid the ninja would disappear if he didn't. Naruto didn't mention it though because even he knew when to keep his mouth shut about something.

Pink Lady then offered a Potter property in the far countryside of the country, practically isolated. She was upset that they refuse to use a "noble and ancient ancestral home" but Dog-man looked far happier to not have to go back it was worth making her life just the slightly more complicated finding them a new place.

The moment Naruto saw it he knew it was home. It was a large manor with a dense forest, and while the trees weren't as large as the Leaf's nor as bright, Naruto didn't care.

He was finally back among trees.

The building itself was covered in overgrown rose vines and wild grass. It's also rather old, more dust and possibly molds than wood but it made him happy so the three sign the forms, and Pink Lady left them to settle.

Naruto chooses the last bedroom on the right side of the building because it's closest to the forest and something in his chest settles when he throws the window wide open to listen to the rustling of the leaves.

He leans on the windowsill, watching the light die over the trees and enjoying the breeze brushing his hair. It's peaceful, with no sounds of cars or the bustle of a suburb. Just nature.

That's how 'Emus finds him two hours later.

"Are you hungry Harry?"

"Straved!" Naruto chirps turning his head to the man who smiles at him shyly.

"Sirius and I are thinking of going to the muggle town for some food. Would you like to come with us?"

"Will there be ramen?" Naruto doubts it as he hadn't been able to find one in his old home and he lived in the city. But it doesn't hurt to ask.

"No, I'm sorry I don't think there is. But I saw a pizzeria if you prefer?"

"That sounds good 'Emus." He hops away from the window, frowning slightly at the distance. It seems no matter his life he is doomed to be short.

"I've been meaning to talk about that. You do know my name is Remus? Remus Lupin." The man says following the energetic child down the large but aged hallway to the sitting room Dog-man is waiting in. They travel by fire here which is the strangest but most interesting form of chakra he's ever seen.

"I know." Naruto chirps grinning up at the man with mischievous glee "I like 'Emus so I'm going to call you that. I used to call my older master Pervy Sage and nothing made me change that either."

"...I see." The other jinchuriki responds in a tone that means he doesn't understand anything but is too worried to ask for more details. Naruto gets that a lot.

"Master?" Dog-man questions making Naruto's smile impossibly wide even as a hint of grief bleeds into it. He knows in this world it's not common to refer to their teachers as masters.

"He taught me how to fight so I call him master. He was a master of his field so I call him that to respect for his title."

"Will we ever get to meet this great master?"

"He's dead"

Dog-man's grey eyes dim slightly "I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure he would be proud of how far you've come from his teachings"

"Thank you." Naruto dips his head to hide his blush. This body is just as expressive as his old one but somehow his checks tended to dye pink far easier.

The three stand in silence for a moment. The wizards were awkward with each other due to the ten years they have been separated, with all the unspoken words hanging in the air between them. Meanwhile, Naruto, who dedicated ten years of his new life to finding them now didn't know what to do that he had found them.

He like to make them his friends but their interactions were weary and cautious as if though the two men didn't know how to speak to him. They also saw him as a young child even though Naruto is mentally twenty-seven (including the ten years he's lived as Harry Potter) which made things even stranger.

"You said something about pizza?" Dog-man finally breaks looking through his now cut and wash hair to offer 'Emus a slight strain grin.

"Yes. I know there was one when I went earlier for cleaning supplies. We can rent a room at the hotel there until we get this place ready to live in while we are there." 'Emus looks slightly relieved at having something to grasp on to turning his body to face Dog-man, with his chakra flashing into a warm hue.

Naruto tilts his head studying it, squinting his eyes when Dog-man's own chakra warms in response. "Are you two together?"

Both men go alarmingly red and Naruto finds himself smirking at their stumbling babble of denials. "I don't mind if you are. I like girls and boys if you think I have an issue with you being both males."

"Oh." 'Emus blinks while Dog-man suddenly finds the rotting wallpaper very interesting. "You're awful young to know that about yourself aren't you?"

"Not really." Naruto shrugs wondering if they will have a problem with him liking both like the Dursleys did. Not that it would matter or change anything, but it would disappoint him. "Do you have a problem with it? My uncle and aunt did. They said it was unnatural"

"No of course not." Dog-man jumps in, frowning. "It may be strange to a muggle but same-sex marriage has been legal since the early 1800s in the wizarding world. It's...just surprising you have it figured out so young is all. Right, Remus?"

"Yes, of course. I'm glad you shared that with us Harry. Thank you." The other man sounds sincere and Naruto can't help but give him a grin so wide it makes his cheeks hurt a little. "Just so you know, I like both too."

Naruto knew there was a reason he liked his fellow Jinchuriki.

"I just like men," Dog-man adds shrugging his shoulders as if though it meant nothing but the way he glances at 'Emus from the corner of his eye says otherwise. " Since we are going to be living together from now on maybe we can get to know each other over a nice pizza."

Naruto agrees though he is a bit amusing that neither man fully out denied wanting to be together but they need time to reconnect and that he could understand.

"Let's go get something and then we can do proper introductions." The ninja chirps, reaching out to grab onto 'Emus sleeve while Dog-man lights the fire.

"We already introduce ourselves." 'Emus says amused

"Yeah, but it wasn't proper so it doesn't count"

"How are they proper?"

"You have to say your name, likes, dislikes, hobbies, and dream for the future."

"What if you don't have a dream?" Dog-man says in a joking manner but his charka gives away his sadness and his uncertainty. Years being blamed for a crime he didn't commit, his youth rob from him in a way that can never return has done this.

Naruto waits until they lock eyes in order to answer.

"Then we find a new one. Together."

#Hpdabbles #Harry Potter #Magical ramen #crossover: N/HP #Part 5 #Naruto out here building his family #Bi Naruto #Bi rEMUS #gay sirius

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leportraitducadavre · 4 years

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Hi, this is just for fun. If K12 (plus sai, sand siblings, team taka, or anyone you want) attend Hogwarts, what houses do you think they will ended up at?

YAS I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ASK FOR SO GODDAMN LONG

Here it goes:

Team 7:

Sasuke: Slytherin. I know it is a popular house for him, but I think many people put him there because they are known to be the “bad guys” house. This means that both they don’t really like Sasuke or don't understand him, and that they don’t read the HP books that well. Let’s remember, Slytherins tend to be ambitious, shrewd, cunning, strong leaders, and achievement-oriented. There’s nothing in their traits that point out that they also have to be bad, they can be Slytherins and still take care of the people dear to them, and Sasuke really takes care of his friends and comrades. He’s also brave and smart, so it’s not like he will be bad if put in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, but I see him leaning more towards his ambitious side, so of course he will be a Slytherin.

Naruto: Gryffindor. Again, it’s not a surprise. This house looks for people with courage as well as "daring, nerve, and chivalry," and thus its members are generally regarded as brave, though sometimes to the point of recklessness. That’s Naruto completely.

Sakura: There’s a dividing point because there are people that put her in Gryffindor alongside Naruto, and others that put her in Ravenclaw. I see why both of these Houses are valid, but when it comes to which trait is more highlighted in the manga, then that will be her intelligence, so I have to say she will be a Ravenclaw. Ravenclaw values intelligence, learning, wisdom, and wit and I see her succeeding in that house like in no other.

Sai: Hufflepuff. He has everything to be on Slytherin but the baby boy likes hugs and his only ambition is to smile, like… ugh, precious Hufflepuff. .

Team 8:

Hinata: Hufflepuff. I don’t have to even think about it. Hufflepuff values dedication, patience, and loyalty. Hinata’s personality is like… shy in the manga, and there’s not much background of her after the chünin exams, so I based my answer on that and the fact that she still loved Naruto despite him giving her zero reasons to do so and not noticing her until someone forced him to… so…

Shino: Ravenclaw. Some people put him on Slytherin because he’s mysterious and all, but I’m sure he's the brains on Team 8, and if he had more lines in the manga we will know for sure how smart he is.

Kiba: Gryffindor. He’s as reckless as Naruto.

Team 10

Ino: Slytherin. Hear me out, Slytherin. I know a lot of people put her in Hufflepuff because she’s a sunshine and all, but that’s just a very flat reading of her character, she’s bossy and a great leader for the team (suck that Shika), strong, ambitious enough to learn medical ninjutsu and to literally have more than two jobs (not counting Boruto, she’s an active chünin of Team Asuma, a medical ninja, and a florist). The whole war-arc showed us a Slytherin Ino, not a Hufflepuff Ino. Also, “It’s not whether I can or can’t, I’m doing it!” THAT’S SO SLYTHERIN.

Shikamaru: Ravenclaw. Don’t need to say why.

Chöji: I actually considered him to be on Gryffindor, because the baby is so brave, but it’s not the trait he’s more fond of, he likes to be kind, he’s such a nice guy. He’s a Hufflepuff, no questions about it.

Team Guy

Neji: He would be such an asset for either Ravenclaw or Slytherin but I do believe he’s more inclined on his ambition rather than his intellect. Now, his ambition kind of deflated on the second part of Naruto, but I love chunin-exams Neji and that’s who I will be sorting, okay? Slytherin.

TenTen: My girl is the bravest b*tch the manga has ever seen and she’s a Gryffindor.

Lee: Listen, if we are completely loyal to the manga and the books, then Lee wouldn’t be in Hogwarts, he would be a Squib. It sucks, yeah, but it would be true. Now, if we ignore that in order to put him in a house, then well, I mean he’s so complicated. He’s brave enough to be a ninja despite not being able to perform any ninjutsu but he’s also ambitious to go for it even when everyone tells him that he doesn’t belong. Shoot. I’m more inclined for him to be on Gryffindor.

Sand Siblings

Gaara: Ravenclaw. Like WAIT, don't come at me yet. This man learned how to control his tailed beast on his own after fighting with Naruto and the man runs his village while a teenager. He’s strong, sure, but Gryffindors are brave, like, in no place does it say they're also strong or that Ravenclaw are weak. This man, this man is a Ravenclaw and TRUST ME he is a Prefect. Period.

Temari: I mean can someone be as Slytherin as this woman? Ha.

Kankuro: Gryffindor. This boy fought as hard as he could against Sasori while being poisoned. King.

Team Taka

I should have put Sasuke here but oh well…

Karin: This woman is so DIFFICULT. She can be literally anywhere between Ravenclaw, Slytherin or Gryffindor. But she’s so smart I have to put her on Ravenclaw, there’s not a better choice.

Suigetsu: This man is as reckless as humanly possible, Gryffindor.

Juugo: Baby boy likes to be sweet despite his kekkei genkai, he’s such a Hufflepuff.

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readerinsertfanfiction · 4 years

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Can I have a Rock Lee x Reader fic? I loved your previous one. Can I have a villager who's crushing hard on him? They're shy and only know Lee from seeing him around. So they try to ask around to see what kind of person/things they like. Bonus points if someone gets judgy over their choice of men and reader goes off on them. And can it be a happy/cute ending? Ty

You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear that people still find and read my first Rock Lee fic. It isn’t my proudest work, but to see others still enjoying it (and it being one of the (surprisingly) more popular works I have) really touches me. 😊

Fandom: Naruto

Character: Rock Lee

A/N: Gif below is an accurate depiction of yours truly right now.

It all started with a curiosity, like with so many things in life. An unusual encounter, a pique of your interest, a flame of wanting to know more.

“Excuse me, but I believe this is yours?” a polite voice piped up from behind you. The market had been especially busy that day, making it hard to keep track of your many bags along with the smaller items on your person. A tall male approached you, his hair cut into an unusual bowlcut that made him appear more youthful than he probably was, in his hand laid your wallet.

“Oh, thank you so much!” you gasped, a colour dusting your cheeks in embarrassment. How fortunate you had been that the man was so honest to return it. Taking it from him you wanted to say more, thinking of a reward for his chivalry.

“Lee! Hurry up!” a voice took away the male called Lee, his unusual appearance disappearing into the crowd once more. However, before doing so he flashed you one more smile, his hand going up in the air.

“Don’t worry about it. Hidden Leaf’s number one youth, Rock Lee is at your service!”

You could have sworn that there was a shine coming off his teeth as he striked a pose.

You thought of him for the rest of the day, curious as to who he was as a person and what he did.

And once you had been made aware of the male you suddenly found him everywhere. The following day, on your way to work you found Lee hanging upside down, hands balancing dangerously on two poles as he made his way down the streets.

“Ah, that Rock Lee,” the lady next door sighed delighted, her hands on her hips as she watched the spectacle. Unable to help yourself you turned towards her, curiosity clear in your voice as you inquired about the male.

“The ninja of Konoha are a cheerful bunch, but Rock Lee definitely stands out the most as unusual,” she had responded. A statement to which you could agree, but for different reasons entirely.

“A real youth, one who never gives up despite all,” the man from the ramenstand laughed when you asked him why Lee walked all these laps in punishment. You learned there that it was far from a punishment for the ninja. An even stranger notion, for whatever strain he put through his body was definitely torture for anyone else.

However, as you observed the male more often and saw him come and go, passing by in even weirder training regimes, you noted that he was more than a training junk. Despite his strange appearance you noted that Lee was exceptionally polite, treating everyone ---even those who wronged him--- like a friend, his openness allowing for all to find a place with him. His encouragement was surprisingly infectious as well, along with his enthusiasm, though there were only few who could actually keep up.

“There Lee goes again, I wonder what he lost this time,” you grinned, clearly enjoying yourself watching the hardworking man. This time he had resolved himself to walk on all fours, bended backwards and with the weights placed on top of his stomach. Training your eyes on him you fiddled with the straw of your smoothie, green in colour and packed with nutrients. The type that you had seen Lee order on the regular.

“He is so weird,” your friend piped up, eyes staring at the male in bewilderment. “Doesn’t he ever feel mortified? I feel embarrassed for him,” your friend continued with a deep sigh, eyes averting from his figure, unable to stand it for any longer.

“With that suit on?” another friend clicked their tongue, a scoff escaping their lips. “No, I don’t think he knows any shame.”

You clenched your fist, an irritation bubbling up as you found yourself disagreeing.

“[Name] seems to like him especially,” the last one of your friends pointed out, a finger poking at your forehead. “Always watching him and asking these weird personal questions.”

It wasn’t maliciously meant, but you throw your head up all the same, startling your friends.

“I do like him. A lot,” you stated loudly. “I think Rock Lee is a great person and very honourable,” you continued on, your voice growing more confident as you spoke, a pride swelling in your chest that was bursting at its seams as you were unable to stop. “He is hardworking, determined, even when all odds are against him. His enthusiasm is infectious and energises me, even when I feel dull and unconfident, because I know he would never back off either even on his bad days,” you purse your lips, your mind trying to look for more ways to describe what he meant to you.

“He makes me want to be a better person. Even if we aren’t friends and he doesn’t know me,” you concluded, suddenly feeling shy as you realised that the shop had grown quiet.

“That was kinda embarrassing to listen to,” a clear voice spoke from behind you. Whisking around your cheeks flared bright red, contrasting the green figure that stood in front of you, face equally as red.

“It doesn’t upset me, however,” Lee spoke up, eyes avoiding yours as he rubbed the back of his head. It was a first time for you to see him so taken aback and shy, but you figured that anyone would feel so after hearing a whole oration dedicated to them.

Chuckling to himself Rock Lee quickly regained himself, his shoulders straightening up as a gentle smile crossed his features. “I think it was really cool, though!” he beamed at you, his vigour returning once more before another blush creeped up. “E-even if it was about m--- I mean, it was really cool how you stood up for me! Yeah, that is what I meant to say!”

Determined eyes met shy ones, another inspiration instilled as you felt your breath slowly return.

“I would love to get to know you better as well. Someone who can speak so passionately surely is a person worth being around!” Lee exclaimed, taking your breath away once more as you weren’t sure how to respond.

Luckily your friends knew how.

#naruto x reader #naruto #Rock Lee #rock lee x reader

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yoon-kooks · 5 years

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Witch Hazel- Pt.3

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: FanficWriter!Jungkook, Idol!Reader, College!AU, Angst, Fluff

Summary: There are two students in your art class with a secret: you and the quiet Jeon Jungkook. You’re a problematic idol singer, infamous for your ice cold reputation and perpetual resting bitch face; he’s the artist and author behind the viral comic series based on a certain ice queen idol. After a blowup of destructive rumors, lost motivation and inevitable solitude, you stumble upon Jungkook’s comic and find a new and unexpected light.

Word Count: 2.7k

Parts: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // ?

A/N: i made an unintentional dragon ball z reference at the end of the previous chapter, and now this chapter is loaded with anime references LMAO dont worry if you arent familiar with dbz or sailor moon though!💖

As you approach the entrance to the mall, you have but one wish: Taehyung better show up before Jungkook. Not because you prefer Taehyung, but because you’re terrible at handling small talk and conversation—especially with a timid introvert like Jungkook. You’d rather leave it up to talkative Taehyung to prevent any awkward silences.

Unfortunately for you, however, your wish is not granted. Instead, you spot a bespectacled boy in a bucket hat and white shirt (not a hoodie for once!) sitting on a bench and taking pictures on his phone right outside of the mall. He doesn’t seem to notice you until he looks up from his phone and you’re standing right there with a tiny wave hello. Flustered, he adjusts his glasses and waves back, but that’s the extent of your greetings to one another.

So for the longest thirteen minutes of your life, a huge gap of nothingness sits between you and Jungkook on a wooden bench outside of the mall, waiting for Taehyung to show up. The boy resumes taking photos of the blue sky and the mall itself. You don’t get what’s so photo-worthy about an ordinary sky and the generic architecture of the mall. But then again, this is a boy who also probably has 256GB of storage space dedicated to pictures of his favorite idol (one of which is his lockscreen)—and you certainly don’t understand the appeal of Snow. Therefore, you do not bother asking the boy about his reasons for wasting storage space on certain photos. You wouldn’t understand anyway.

And since Jungkook is too busy using his phone for photos at one end of the bench, you decide to use your phone to text the missing boy from the opposite end of the bench.

10:13AM Y/N “Taehyung, it’s past 10. Where are you??”

10:14AM Taehyung “On my way baby. And don’t worry, I promise I’ll make it worth the wait 😉”

As both a desired and disliked idol, you’ve been called a lot of things: beauty, bitch, babe, ice queen, slut, witch. And you’ve put up with it because you feel like, to some degree, you brought it upon yourself. But you’re wondering what you did to deserve a “baby” from Taehyung. Because the last thing you want is for someone who’s kind-of-not-really your friend to make any sort of romantic advances on you when they know nothing about you.

10:15AM Y/N “Who are you calling baby.”

10:16AM Taehyung “?”

10:17AM Taehyung “But you were fine with it the other night 🍆💦”

10:18AM Jungkook “monkaS”

10:19AM Taehyung “Wait”

10:19AM Y/N “What’s a monkas”

10:20AM Taehyung “Oops wrong chat LOL”

10:21AM Taehyung “Anyway I already told you guys yesterday that I wasn’t coming to the group project thing. I’m busy.”

He sends a screenshot of the group chat where he very clearly had said he wasn’t free. You must’ve missed that text somehow—a fatal mistake on your end because now you’re alone at the mall with Jungkook and it’s damn near impossible to talk to that kid when you can’t even relate to him. At least Taehyung could’ve broken the ice, but of course he’s too busy getting laid.

10:22AM Y/N “Can’t you fuck around later?”

10:23AM Jungkook “poggers”

10:24AM Y/N “What’s a poggers”

10:24AM Taehyung “Sorry I need at least 2 business days to cancel or change an appointment. I’m a man of my word, not a monster ¯\_(ツ)_/¯”

10:25AM Taehyung “But have fun on your date without me~”

10:26AM Jungkook “it’s not a date”

10:26AM Y/N “It’s not a date.”

At least you and Jungkook can both agree that it isn’t a date. But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re stuck hanging out with him for a few hours to “get to know each other” for your stupid art project. How are you even supposed to get to know the boy when there’s nothing to talk about?

“What’s a monkas and poggers?” you ask, because your antisocial mind can’t think of anything else to say once the spam of text messages ends.

“Oh that…” Jungkook looks back down at his phone, scrolling through the text conversation to track down his cryptic messages. “It just means like oh my god and stuff.”

“In what language?” you attempt to keep the small talk going. But from the look of Jungkook’s shifty eyes, it seems you’ve probed too far.

“Gaming... language…”

“Oh.” As far as you can tell by his brief responses, the boy would rather not elaborate further. So you let the conversation die.

Instead, the two of you begin wandering around the mall, hoping it’ll spark any sort of conversation. Of course it doesn’t.

At least not initially.

For exactly 16 minutes (you would know because you’d been checking your phone every other minute as if time would pass any faster that way), you and Jungkook aimlessly walk around the mall without saying a word. And it isn’t until a new shop fills Jungkook’s eyes with sparkles that you spot an opportunity to make something happen.

The shop window is decorated with the cutest recognizable characters: Pikachu, Totoro, Naruto, Sailor Moon, and all their friends. The boy appears to have his eye on the green dragon summoned from seven Dragon Balls. He doesn’t say anything, but it’s obvious he’s interested.

Knowing him, he’d say no if you asked him if he wanted to go inside, in fear of being a burden and wasting your time. So you find a loop hole.

“Let’s go in here,” you say. He nods, obediently following you in but keeping a safe distance. While he’d say no to his own desires, he has a hard time saying no to what everyone else wants. Sounds familiar.

The first thing you see when you walk in is the magic girl section. As someone who grew up admiring Sailor Moon, you would’ve liked to have scouted out that section for nostalgic purposes. The only thing stopping you is the hoard of weebs in that corner. Jungkook, on the other hand, goes right in.

As he joins the frenzy over waifus and body pillows, you shake your head and make a U-turn towards the section with ninjas, pirates, dragon slayers, and Saiyans. The seven plastic Dragon Balls call out to you, just as they had to Jungkook before he got distracted by pink-haired heroines. If you could have one wish granted with the magic of the Dragon Balls, what would you even wish for? There’s not much that you want, except for maybe a life you don’t feel ashamed of. But not even magic would be able to help you with that.

Sighing, you pick up a display model of one of the Dragon Ball fighters and replace his natural black hair with spiky blonde hair to transform him into a Super Saiyan, an almighty hero to protect the world.

“What exactly is the science behind turning blonde when they unleash their Super Saiyan strength?” you mumble to yourself… and the quiet boy next to you. He has a tiny shopping bag with him, so at least you know he didn’t splurge on a body pillow.

“From an artist’s perspective, it makes it easier for people to distinguish between different power levels. Especially in the comics where it’s black and white, so…” Jungkook’s rambling fades out when he realizes you might not be interested in his weeby-artist mind.

“That makes sense,” you say, still fumbling around with the Super Saiyan’s spiky blonde hair. You’d thought maybe it meant something more significant. As if changing one’s appearance could make them stronger by hiding who they really are. “But I suppose not all plot details need to be that deep.”

He nods and picks up another Dragon Ball character, the bald kid with six dots on his head, and wiggles it in your direction. “Is this the kind of anime you’re into?”

You can’t help but sneer at the random but mysterious six dots on the bald head. “This and Sailor Moon.”

Jungkook’s magic girl radar goes off when you mention Sailor Moon. “Oh, so like heroes and stuff?”

“I guess,” you answer, though you’ve never really thought about it that way. It’s not like you intentionally sought out for anything involving superheroes, but it’s something you’d always been naturally drawn to. “Though it seems a bit childish to say it out loud, doesn’t it?”

“I’m sure everyone has wished to be a hero at some point in their life,” the boy says, glancing back at the seven Dragon Balls. “After all, heroes give us something to admire and believe in.”

“Exactly.” You set the Super Saiyan back down on the shelf and stare at the glammed-up Sailor Moon beauties from afar. For just a split second, you’re reminded of your fateful decision to become Snow. “Kind of like idols, right?”

Jungkook flinches, clutching onto his shopping bag as if you’re lowkey judging him for being obsessed with not only pretty idols, but also pretty magic girls. You weren’t planning on bringing up the topic of idols because it can be quite toxic for yourself, but it somehow slipped out of your mouth in the presence of the biggest Snow fanboy. Oops.

“Yeah, kinda…” He lets out a half-laugh, but it sounds forced, only to fill another round of awkward silence as you both exit the anime shop. Great, you’ve brought up another touchy subject and now the boy’s back on lockdown. And just when the two of you were starting to get on the same page.

“I mean… I used to look up to the Sailor Moon characters… because they were my idols… my heroes…” you stumble over your words in an attempt to salvage any momentum you had built up with Jungkook. Surely this is something the weeb can relate to and not feel bad about now that you’ve exposed a bit of your dark past.

“Really?” He tilts his head and eases his grip on the shopping bag. “Who’s your bias—I mean favorite—of the Sailor Scouts?”

You assume he’s asking because your favorite can say a lot about you. Do you prefer crybabies like Sailor Moon, smarties like Mercury, hotheads like Mars, muscles like Jupiter, or perhaps the one who fantasizes over becoming an idol? “Sailor Venus.”

Before responding, Jungkook shuffles through his shopping bag and pulls out a tiny keychain of Sailor Venus with her pretty long hair and orange sailor suit. “Me too.”

You wonder what that says about Jeon Jungkook.

By the time lunch comes around, long silences still follow into the food court but somehow you feel less pressure to fill in the gaps. You’re simply okay with being in the boy’s company. Something about it is almost as refreshing as the iced tea you’re sipping on.

As you down your drink, you stare intently at the tall stack of pancakes across from you. The boy’s plate of fluffy delicacies has to be quadruple the size of your tiny salad bowl that you ordered out of habit.

“Um… do you want some?” Jungkook points to his pancakes, but his eyes are glued to your lips—probably because of the drool and not because you share the same pout as Snow.

“No thanks, I’m trying to eat healthier, and I already splurged on pancakes the other day,” you sigh. Even though you've taken a step back from idol life, you feel the need to maintain your image and health for the sake of fans who may worry about you. It’s in your blood, and sometimes you hate yourself for it. “But honestly, you’re really tempting me, you know.”

“Here.” Before you can refuse, Jungkook plops one of his pancakes onto the rim of your salad bowl. “It kinda defeats the purpose of dieting if it makes you unhappy, right? But that’s why cheat days exist~”

“That’s true.” You take a single bite of your pancake, savoring its subtle sweetness. You can’t remember the last time you found pure bliss in something as simple as pancakes without worry. “Thanks, Jung-”

You’re cut off by the fact that the boy’s stack of pancakes vanished, only leaving traces of syrup on the plate and a cute little crumb on the corner of his lips.

“Did you just inhale all your food while I took one (1) bite?”

He swallows the food in his mouth and takes a sip of his milk. “Maybe.”

You don’t know whether to be shocked or impressed, but it made you giggle either way. “You’re a funny guy, you know that?”

Flustered, the boy scurries off to dispose of his food tray. You rarely hand out compliments, and maybe this is why. It probably seems too out of character for someone like yourself, and Jungkook’s fragile little heart can’t handle it.

You punch yourself in the face until Jungkook walks back to the table. Seeing as you’ve only started making a dent in your lunch, he captures a few more photos on this phone, this time of the mall interior and food court. Then he pulls out his sketchbook.

He begins by mapping out a blank page with light lines and dots. Little by little, he adds in the tables, the people, the food. And before you know it, he has the whole food court sketched out and you haven’t even touched your salad yet.

“Are you into architecture? Or like exterior & interior design?” You don’t exactly know the proper art terms for whatever Jungkook’s drawing, but it would explain why he always seems to be taking photos of wherever he goes.

“Yeah, architecture and design are cool.” He shrugs and doesn’t sound all that convincing. So he diverts the spotlight back onto you. “By the way, I mean this in the least offensive way possible, but you’re not an art major, right?”

“Are you saying that because I’m shitty at art?” you pretend to be offended, but you know he’s not the malicious type. “Or because I’m always carrying a guitar to class?”

“The latter.” You see a tiny smirk on the boy’s face as he continues to add in details to his sketch. He’d never say it, but you can tell he’s also thinking your art is complete trash. “Is it music theory? Or just guitar? Or songwrit-”

Bing! Your phone notification saves you from a potentially loaded question about an uncertain future in music, and you couldn’t be more grateful. It’s a new Witch Hazel update from jk.seagull.

You glance over to Jungkook, expecting him to have the same notification on his phone. But he doesn’t. “I would’ve expected you of all people to have notifications turned on for Witch Hazel.”

“Really? Is it because you think I’m that in love with Snow?” It’s Jungkook’s turn to pretend to be offended. You’re glad to see him lightening up and not taking things to heart.

“Are you not in love with Snow?” you tease. Jungkook freezes and so do you. Why the fuck would you ever ask him if he’s in love with an extension of yourself? You don’t want to hear the answer because it’ll hurt you either way. “Nevermind, don’t answer that.”

You quickly skim jk.seagull’s beautiful comic-style artwork and stop at a panel of Snow and the new bunny boy character squaring up.

“But doesn’t this look like something right up your alley?” You flip your phone around to let the boy see the cute art.

“Does it?” Jungkook looks up from his sketchbook and puts down his pencil.

“Yeah, it feels like it would be more your style than realistic architecture would,” you say, although his sketch of the food court is somehow more gorgeous than the actual food court itself. “But I don’t know… You’d be fine with anything in the art field, to be honest.”

To your surprise, the boy shakes his head at your phone screen. “I’m not cut out for something like that.”

“Coming from the best artist in our class,” you say unconvinced. He has to be joking. Or maybe just overly modest. “Obviously I don’t know how you are with storytelling and stuff, but your art is undeniably incredible. And you have a lot of passion and knowledge for comics and anime…”

“Thanks, Y/N, but I don’t think that’s the problem.”

#bts scenarios #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts angst #bts fluff #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x reader #bts college au #jungkook #bts #bangtan #witch hazel

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vannahfanfics · 5 years

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7. Fireflies. I need me some gaara in my life. Give my child some happiness! You're the best!

Here it is! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to attend my own funeral because I died writing these beautiful smol beans ~sobs~

Glowing

“Heyyyy! Gaaraaaaaaaa~!”

Gaara looked up with slightly narrowed eyes as someone excitedly called for him. Since he and his siblings had successfully rescued the Leaf ninja from some pretty gruesome fates at the hands of Orochimaru’s monstrous henchmen, they had been staying in the Leaf village. The village had yet to completely recover from the snake-like man’s previous attack during the Chunin exams, and upon seeing all the destruction still yet to be amended, the three of them had made the collective decision to remain there and assist in the reconstruction efforts. They had been central in causing all that grief and chaos, after all- especially him, so it was a pretty important matter. Gaara was trying very hard to turn his life around and make himself a better person, and he thought righting the wrong he had committed at the lowest point of his life was a pretty good way to do that. Some of the villagers still looked at him apprehensively and avoided him, of course, and he tried not to let it get to him.

It was easier to do with people like Rock Lee.

The taijutsu master grinned down at him from the third-floor window of Konoha Hospital, his teeth flashing in the sun as he grinned absurdly and waved his hand frantically to get his attention. Gaara turned off the road and walked down the path toward the hospital, intending to check himself in and go visit him, but Lee had other ideas; he literally jumped from the third-floor window to land unceremoniously in the bushes lining the hospital walls. Gaara just stared in mild concern at the wriggling green leaves. He knew Lee was tough enough to survive a jump like that, especially landing in the cushiony embrace of the bushes, but sometimes he just couldn’t follow the excitable boy’s thought processes. Lee was all-smiles as he clambered out of the hedges, twigs sticking out of his bowl cut and clinging to his green jumpsuit. “Hello, Gaara! I am glad I caught you passing by! I have not yet had the chance to see how you were recovering after your fight with Kimimaro!” he announced as he bounced happily over to him.

“Oh. I’m doing well. I didn’t really get that hurt in the battle,” Gaara answered awkwardly and looked himself up and down. Thanks to his sand armor he had escaped relatively unscathed; Lee was the one who had been beaten up, really. On top of that, he had still been recovering from the injuries he had sustained from Gaara during the Chunin exams. He tried not to think about that. “What about you? Are you well?” How foolish. Of course he’s doing well; he just jumped out of a window, he immediately thought with a hot rush of mortification. Gaara had yet to pin down the intricacies of social interaction. Thankfully, Lee didn’t miss a beat.

“I am wonderful! I am in the prime of my youth, after all!” he crowed, quite unnecessarily Gaara thought but not unexpectedly, really, and threw his arms in the air as his eyes went ablaze with passion. “Everyone else is recovering as well! Neji and Choji’s surgeries went great, and Kiba and Naruto are both awake as well!” At the mention of the boisterous, blonde-haired ninja’s name, Gaara’s mouth drew into a taut line and he cast his head down.

Naruto Uzumaki. He was a strange boy, a boy so like him it was frightening. It was Naruto who had made Gaara see that the path he was on was the wrong one. He owed him a lot. And yet, he hadn’t said a word to him since that day…

“Is… Naruto still in the hospital?”

“Oh, yes. His fight with Sasuke left him with quite a lot of injuries. He has decided to leave on a training mission as soon as he is healed!” Lee reported, then looked up at the sky with quivering lips and eyes swimming with tears as he gripped his fist tightly. “Such determination and dedication to a friend! Naruto is truly remarkable!”

“Yes… He is…” Gaara mumbled in agreement. His face felt kind of hot. He’s leaving, then…

“Why do you ask? Would you like to see him?” At that prompting, Gaara jumped and began to sputter some excuses, embarrassed. Lee didn’t really listen to his answer, though. “Come with me! Let us go see Naruto together~!” he chimed and grabbed him by his red sash to literally drag him into the hospital. Gaara was so in shock he was able to little but force his feet to move as Lee carted him around the hospital and deposited him in front of the door to Naruto’s room. At first he just stared blankly, unable to cope with so much happening in so little time, so Lee took the initiative to throw the door open and shove Gaara inside. “Naruto! I have brought you a visitor!” he cheered in delight. Meanwhile, Gaara’s face was flushing the color of his hair, and he was pretty sure his brain had been reduced to jelly because all he could do was gawk pitifully at the bandage-wrapped boy sitting in the hospital bed staring out the window. As he saw Naruto’s head turn, he inhaled sharply and ducked behind Lee, peering around his shoulder with wide eyes. “Huh? Why are you hiding, Gaara?”

“Gaara?” Naruto blinked and leaned forward to catch sight of the redhead huddling awkwardly behind Lee. Gaara’s shoulders hunched up to his ears as he short-circuited. No! I can’t do this! He thought wildly as he looked everywhere but at Naruto. As his eyeballs rolled around in his head they still managed to land on him, though, and found him smiling kindly. “Shikamaru told me all about how you guys came and saved everybody. Thanks.” Gaara’s pink cheeks continued to burn as he finally forced himself to look at him.

“Oh… It was… Nothing…”

“It was not ‘nothing’ at all! You should have seen the way he dealt with Kimimaro, Naruto! It was quite spectacular indeed!” Lee crowed. Gaara smiled weakly, glad that Lee was singing his praises and appreciated his efforts. It made him happy that he could move past the awful things he did and look at him in such a way. If he can… Maybe Naruto will, too… He took a small breath and slowly stepped out from behind Lee, holding his head up a little bit as his fingers twitched awkwardly.

“I… Wanted to see… If you were well,” he told Naruto slowly. The blue-eyed boy blinked a few times, then grinned broadly, so broadly that his eyes and nose scrunched up. He looks really glad that I asked! Gaara thought with a flutter of hope.

“Yeah, o’course! It’ll take more than this to take me down! Just wait ‘n see, I’ll be up and at ‘em again in no time!” Naruto’s boundless energy and optimism soothed Gaara somewhat, and he felt himself relax a little. He hadn’t reacted with anger, so that was at least something.

“That’s good.” He felt his lips curling into a small smile. He then jumped as Naruto threw back the covers and jumped out of the bed to scamper over to him. Gaara stiffened like a board as Naruto literally looked him up and down, bobbing and weaving to inspect him at all angles, then brought his face close to his own with squinting eyes.

“You’re different.”

“I am?” he squeaked in alarm. It was true, he was, but the entire situation still had him sparking like fulgurite in the sand. After a second, he realized what Naruto meant, and he nodded eagerly. “I-I am. Y-You see, Naruto, I, uh…” he trailed off, his gaze falling to his feet as he struggled to form the words. He knew Naruto would appreciate it most if he just came right out and said it. I want him to know the truth… “After we fought, I realized that I could be different… I wanted… to be like you,” he muttered as he flushed slightly, and looked up to meet his curious gaze. “Life is… different for me now, and I was… I was wondering if… we could be friends.” His voice grew quieter and quieter as he went on, until it was nothing more than a whisper. As he finished, Naruto’s eyes went wide as moons, and he just stared at him for a second. Gaara internally panicked, thinking that perhaps Naruto wanted no such thing.

However, the boy gave him his happiest, most friendly smile.

“Of course, Gaara! I’ll be your friend! Your very first friend!” he agreed adamantly and nodded his head up and down. Lee jumped over to give him an identical grin and a thumbs-up.

“I will be your second friend, because two friends is much better than one, yes?” Gaara looked between the two of them, then smiled shyly and nodded with a pink hue to his cheeks. Friends… I have friends… He felt an unfamiliar feeling bubbling up inside him that made him feel warm, fuzzy, content. Is this… What it feels like to be happy? He glanced up again to find that the room was filling with gold, spilling in from the window as the sun outside set. It cast Naruto and Lee in its brilliance, highlight the sheer joy on their faces, and then washed over Gaara, making him feel even warmer. Yes, it must be.

“Hey, the sun is setting,” Lee remarked as he looked over his shoulder. Naruto followed suit, and then looked back at Gaara with a devilish grin.

“Hey, I’ve got an idea.”

A few seconds later Gaara was watching with extreme concern as Naruto hung from the frame of the window, his legs kicking and his tongue sticking out as he judged the distance to the ground.

“Erm… Naruto… Why don’t we just go out the front door?”

“Because I’m not allowed to leave, duh!” he barked back as his sandals scraped the outside of the wall. Before Gaara could comment, the boy dropped down to the ground and landed in the bushes with a frightened aaack! Gaara watched with a frown as he thrashed around in the quivering leaves, then crawled out from underneath the hedges, wheezing and covered in the green plant growth. He stood up and brushed himself off with a weary sigh, then called up to him impatiently. “Hurry up! We don’t have a lot of time!” Gaara had no idea what they were rushing for, but he obediently climbed out of the window and dropped down to the ground, landing quite more gracefully than the pair of leaf ninja. He had left his gourd at the hotel, otherwise he would have used his sand to glide down. As he stepped out of the bushes, brushes the little leaves out of his clothes, Naruto grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him into a run. “C’mon, c’mon, we gotta hurry!”

“O-okay!” he squawked as he stumbled after him. Once again, all he could do was struggle to keep up as the pair of Leaf ninja bustled him along the streets of Konoha, laughing and hooting excitedly. Their shadows were stretched and distorted in the setting sun, playfully bobbing along beneath them as they weaved around shopping stalls and small crowds, jumping about and startling the vendors and shoppers and earning frustrated yells in response. Lee and Naruto just laughed it off, continuous to raucously race through the town until they arrived to a lush, green wood. The golden sunlight of the sunset vanished beneath the shade of the green, and the scent of dust and the market was replaced by loamy earth and forest must. The tall grass whipped at Gaara’s legs and the tree branches plucked at his hair, while the moisture condensed on his face. Just as the golden ball dipped below the horizon and left the world in cool shade, they burst out of the undergrowth into a clearing, where a canvas of stars instead of a blanket of leaves lie above their heads. “What are we-?”

“Shh!” Naruto hissed and put a finger to his lips. Gaara obediently pressed his own together despite his acute befuddlement. “Just wait a second. They’ll be out soon.” “They”? Who? Naruto and Lee kept looking at the clearing’s edge excitedly, bristling with anticipation, while Gaara wondered who they could be waiting on. Turns out it wasn’t a who at all.

Gaara stared in amazement as little flickering lights began to drift out of the trees. The little white balls drifted along the breeze, shambling along the current as they blinked softly. It seemed like the stars themselves had descended to the ground to dance, circling the three young boys in a silent waltz just above the grass. Gaara crouched down and cupped his hands as once of them drifted close, his blueish eyes reflecting the soft glow as he gazed at it in absolute wonder.

“What are they?” he whispered, afraid his breath may startle it away. The little light hovered in his hands, casting his face in that soft white brilliance. He didn’t move as Naruto and Lee leaned over his shoulders.

“They’re called fireflies.”

“You do not have them in the desert, right, Gaara?” He shhok his head slowly, weighing every movement carefully to avoid startling the little creature. As it settled on his hands, he could discern that it was a little bug with a blinking bulb on its tail end. It tickled his palm as it scurried around, and then it fluttered its tiny wings and flew off to join the rest of its sparkling brethren in their moonlight dance. Gaara’s eyes followed it, almost saddened to see it depart.

“They’re beautiful…”

“I knew you’d love ‘em!” Naruto snickered as he stretched out in the grass. A torrent of the fireflies rushed into the air as he laid down, rising above him in a swirling, glittering cloud. He exhaled deeply as he put his hands behind his head. “Sometimes I just like to come out here and watch ‘em fly around, y’know? Makes me forget the stressful things.”

“Indeed! Plus they are simply marvelous to look at!” Lee agreed as he flopped down in a similar fashion. Gaara noticed that there was a significant amount of space between them. “Come on, Gaara!” Lee insisted and patted the ground. With that similar feeling swelling in his chest again, Gaara nodded and laid down on his back between them. At first, feeling the grass was a bit odd since he was not used to it, but soon he found it comforting. As he stared up at the clouds drifting across the starry night sky, and the fireflies flitting about in the air between that sky and them, he did feel at ease. He smiled as one of them landed in his bright red hair, and then giggled. “I am very glad you are having a good time!” Lee beamed at him. The brightness of his smile could rival the moon.

“You said it! You know what, we should get ramen after this!” Naruto agreed with a nod of his head and his eyes scrunched up in joy. Gaara was exceptionally happy, surrounded by the strange bugs and beside his two very first friends, until he realized something.

“… I have to go home soon.”

“Oh. Yeah, that is kinda a bummer, isn’t it?” Naruto frowned and scratched his cheek.

“Not to worry!” Lee interjected, and Gaara looked at him. “It does not matter how far apart we are! We are always friends! That is a fact!”

“Yeah! And besides, you can come visit. And we can go visit you! I’m sure there’s lotsa cool stuff in the desert you can show us!” Naruto chimed in. Gaara swiveled his head to look at both of them again, smiling brightly, and then laughed.

“Yes, you’re right. I’ll remember that.” He smiled in contentment and laid his head back, watching the little glowing lights flit about while his own happiness glowed within. Not only had he made friends, but some good ones.

That was something he could hold on to forever, along with the memory of the fireflies in the night, carrying all the wonder and beauty of a future untold, and the promise of a friendship to last a lifetime…

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ramennoodlesandnarusasu · 7 years

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could you possibly do a request where naruto is really stressed about hid hokage duties and one night he just breaks down crying because everyone expects do much of him and sasuke cheers him up? A lot of fluff if possible! And thanks!

“Naruto?”

Naruto opened his tired eyes to see Sasuke staring at himlovingly.

“Sasuke?”

Naruto started waking up, stretching out his stiff musclesfrom falling asleep yet again on his table.

“Naruto get up or you will be late for work.”

Naruto jolted up in haste to Sasuke’s comment.

“What time is it?”

“7 am.”

Naruto immediately ran to the bathroom washed his face andteeth, quickly changing into his clothes at the same time and ran out the door.He didn’t even have time to say goodbye to Sasuke who was standing by the doorlooking at him run furiously back to the Hokage tower.

Naruto was surviving on such little hours of sleep lately,not like his normal hours were spectacular but at least he got more than 6hours of sleep. Naruto would be lucky if he got more than 2 hours per nightthis week.

Everything had been piling up, the chunin exams were aroundthe corner and so much crap had happened recently that his mind was literallyabout to implode from the amount of stress it was undertaking.

Naruto jumped through the window, he had no time to waste hewalked over to a pile of urgent papers stacked in the corner of his room andstarted speed writing. He felt like his hand was working triple the speed, untila moment occurred and the words on his paper started to blur due to thevelocity of Naruto’s eyes moving back, forward and across the paper to keep upwith his hands.

“Hey Naruto, did you not get any sleep again tonight?Because you look like shit again.”

Naruto looked up to Kakashi with a very sarcastic face thatsaid ‘no shit’.

“What do you think?”

“Most definitely no if you look like this pile of shit.”

Naruto irritatingly brushed off Kakashi’s comments andrefocused on the papers which laid before him.

“Naruto please don’t kill the messenger, but we have asituation.”

Naruto dug his nails into the wooden desk which had sufferedenough from Naruto’s stress this week, the wood looked bashed and tattered fromthe amount of times Naruto had clawed, punched and kicked it out offrustration.

Naruto was ready to receive another thing on top ofeverything that he already had.

“For fuck sake, what else could go wrong?”

“Shikamaru has reported strange activity in the forest westfrom here, it seems like a couple of rouge ninja have found their way to Konohabut we should be able to handle them on our own.”

Naruto rubbed his temples to find some form of release tohis throbbing migraine.

“Fuck okay, um… Go round up a team of elite shinobi and backup Shikamaru.”

“On it.”

Kakashi was gone in a quick blink leaving a trail of cloudsafter him.

Naruto looked at his papers which all had red marks sayingurgent on them and turned around to see the beautiful sunny day. He let out adeep sigh, wishing so desperately he could be out there again, doing missions, venturingthe road less traveled. But his Hokage duties were constant and at timesbrutal. The amount of time and dedication being Hokage demanded was somethinghe was never prepared for, or at least forewarned about.

The hours were heavy, his social life was slowly crumblingaround him, he saw people close to him slowly back away to give him space so hecould focus. But that meant losing valuable relationships in his life, losing timefor friends and fun and ultimately losing time to be with Sasuke. Naruto wasworried, extremely worried that Sasuke was going to say he didn’t want to bewith Naruto anymore because all he did was work, he had that terrifying thoughtin the back of his mind for a while now and it haunted him everyday.

Naruto needed to stop thinking about everything but work, heneeded to focus, he had a job, actually a responsibility to be the best Hokagethere ever was. And now that he was here he would have to show them that theychoose the right guy.

Naruto furiously started to write and read the urgentdocuments, signing and finalizing various papers which would heavily impact theupcoming year in Konoha. He only wished that the decisions he made today werethe correct ones and that his choices wouldn’t come back to bite him in thebutt later on.

“Naruto, have you finished the papers on the expansion?”

Naruto frantically started thinking about the 50 trillionpapers he had signed off today.

“Uh…. Fuck Kiba, I did. But it’s in this giant ass pile. Canyou possibly look for it because I have to keep going?”

“God Naruto how hard do they have you working that you can’tfind a paper?”

“You have no fucking idea Kiba.”

Naruto kept writing the next lot of papers, looking throughthe fine print for water access into the village and the new proposition forlowering water demands in the village. He tried to wrap his head around themassive figures and statistics on the paper but ultimately it made no sense tohim, as much as he re-read it nothing clicked in his brain.

“You look like your struggling there?”

“Fuck I need Shikamaru. Any chance you can find him and tellhim to come in?”

“What am I your errand boy now?”

“Oh, please Kiba I’lle make it up to you?”

“Fuck fine, only because I don’t want you to assign me shitjobs.”

“Wise decision, thanks Kiba.”

Kiba left the Hokage tower feeling annoyed Naruto had himrunning his errands but secretly deep down he knew Naruto could use all thehelp he could get, he looked like he was about to have a mental break down fromlack of sleep and raging amount of stress. If it wasn’t evident enough by theamount of papers piled in his room, his sagging eyes which screamed lack ofsleep were also big indicators.

Kiba walked down the streets, kicking the rocks on the roadout of his way.

He heard a very familiar voice talking around the corner, itsounded like Sasuke.

Kiba thought he had enough time to complain to the Hokage’sboyfriend about how annoying Naruto was for sending him on some annoying errandsso he decided to turn the corner and find were Sasuke was hiding.

“Do you think these are nice?”

“Oh, yer they are beautiful, just like you.”

“Hm… they sure are pretty.”

Kiba was shocked by what he was hearing. He sneakily lookedaround the corner, peering so he could only see a slither of Sasuke talking toa very attractive man at the flower shop.

Was he cheating on Naruto? What was he going to say? Hecouldn’t stay quiet, but Naruto would be heart broken.

“I’lle get these” Sasuke pointed at a bunch of yellowflowers.

“Great choice handsome.”

“Hm., yer if I do so say myself they are really pretty.”

Kiba turned away, hastily running away from the scene. Hewas panting and over analysing everything he just saw.

Naruto had been sitting down writing, reading and signingfor nearly 11 hours straight at this point, he didn’t even know what time itwas or even if it was a different day but he didn’t care he just had to keepworking. The elders expected his presentation to be ready for tomorrow, thedesign and curriculum of the new ninja academy was given to him and he wasgoing to do everything in his power to do his best.

Naruto heard a faint knock on his door and slightly got irritatedby it.

“Come in.”

Kiba walked in with slump shoulders.

“Hey Naruto.”

“Kiba, great did you speak to Shikamaru?”

“Yep, he said he can be over in 20 minutes he is justfinishing helping Kakashi.”

Naruto could sense something was wrong with Kiba he seemedoff, he didn’t have time to waste, but he also wasn’t a shit friend and didn’twant to brush Kiba off if something was bothering him.

Naruto needed to figure out how to be a decent human beingand be good at his job without compromising anything.

“Is something bothering you?”

“Uh, nothing don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, come on Kiba, tell me, I know something is up.”

Kiba hesitated but ultimately decided to spill his secrets.

“Naruto, I might be over analysing or saw something thatisn’t true, but I just thought you ought to know.”

Naruto’s mind was now fully fixated on Kiba, he anxiouslywaited the words which would come out of Kiba’s mouth, scared it might besomething he didndt want to hear, or something he couldn’t deal with right now.

“I saw Sasuke with another guy…”

Naruto’s heart stopped the room became quite the air suddenlydropped a thousand degrees. He couldn’t focus on anything his head felt foggedwith a thousand emotions.

“I don’t know what I saw but he seemed really close to himand the guy was obviously flirting with Sasuke, and he didn’t say anything hejust casually went along with his flirting, I really hope I’m wrong I justthought you should know.”

Naruto gulped down harshly, feeling his throat close inresponse. He felt as though he was struggling to breathe, like someone washolding his lungs shut.

“Oh, don’t worry Kiba it properly was his friend, thank youfor looking out for me though, if that Is all I have to continue.”

“Oh okay, I’lle leave you be.”

“Thank you Kiba, really that was very nice of you.”

Kiba sent a friendly wave to Naruto and left through hisfront door.

Naruto started to focus on the papers again, trying hishardest to focus on the words in front of him, but all he saw was Sasuke withanother guy, they looked close, flirting. He tried to highlight a sentence buthis hands were shaking furiously.

He tried to push through, but tears started to fall onto thepaper and his vision was no more than blurred clouds of salty tears.

Naruto flung the papers aside harshly, slamming his pen downat the same time. He stood up abruptly and went to the corner or his room.Looking out to the village through the large windows, he saw his reflection,his dark sagged eyes filled to the brim with hot tears. His weak physic and hispathetic self, looking back at him, just looking.

If he was better at this, better at being Hokage, better atnumbers and figures and just fucking better at his job maybe Sasuke wouldn’t betrying to find another guy right now? Maybe this was all his fault?

He was so fucking down, the tears kept rolling down hischeeks, falling one by one creating a small stream of pain, sadness, stress andultimately failure.

“Naruto, you called for me?”

Naruto quickly wiped away his tears and turned around toface Shikamaru

“Are you okay Naruto?”

Naruto nodded quickly and brought Shikamaru forward.

“Yer I’m just tired, can you look at this please and try toexplain what the fuck they are trying to say, the statistics on this paper justmakes zero sense to me.”

Shikamaru looked at the paper with an inquisitive facescanning everything with fine detail like most geniuses did.

“Wow, this is quite detailed. Are you sure you want me to goover all of it, it’s quite detailed it might take me a while to go through allof it?”

“Yer go on, it’s not like I am in a rush to get home oranything.”

Shikauramaru looked at Naruto with a confused look.

“Sasuke won’t be waiting for you?”

“Nope his out with a mate.”

“Oh okay, well then, let’s start from the beginning.”

3 am

Naruto closed his door and walked out the Hokage tower, hewas in no rush to face Sasuke right now. He was too tired to fight and tooemotionally unstable to hear that he was leaving him. He thought if he slept onthe couch and left in an hour or two, Sasuke wouldnt even wake up and hearNaruto coming in or out.

Naruto quietly opened his house, trying his best not to wakeSasuke to avoid any fights that would properly be coming soon.

His house was lit with tiny candles everywhere, soft violinwas playing in the back ground and beautiful yellow flowers where in a vasewhich had sticky note on them. He went forward to read the note that had abeautiful message from Sasuke.

-These flowers are foryou, let them brighten your day just like you brighten mine, my beautifulsunshine.-

Naruto picked up the most beautiful sunflowers he had everseen in his life, they were bunched together with a soft yellow ribbion whichtied the 10 flowers together.

“Funny story about those flowers, the guy at the shop washell trying to flirt with me so I would buy more but I was pretty set on those,because they remind me of you.”

Naruto turned around to see Sasuke standing in the midst ofdimly lit candles. Suddenly his head ache, anger and tiredness had allvanished.

“Sasuke, what is all of this?”

“Well let’s just say I pulled a few strings and got you theday off tomorrow, so… if you would like to follow me?”

Naruto’s heart was pounding loudly within his chest and hisskin vibrated when it came into contact with Sasuke hand as if each cell on hishand wanted to be closer and closer, until two became one.

Naruto was being dragged by Sasuke to the bathroom, as soon as he was in the bathroomhis eyes were met with a sight of pure bliss. The bathroom was lit withtwinkling fairy lights which were placed all around the place. The bath wasfull of bouncing bubbles which were accompanied by warm water and drizzled withrose petals scattered on top of this scenic view There were candles by thewindow and a towel freshely pressed on the towel holder.

“Okay, either I’lle rip your clothes off or you can. Thoughnot going to lie I would rather do it.”

Naruto chuckled lightly looking happily into Sasuke’s eyes.

“Sasuke, I can’t believe you…”

“Uh… no words just change.”

Naruto looked at Sasuke cheekily and walked closer to hispartener so their bodies were no longer separated. He slowly kissed Sasukes neck, tickling himin the process.

“Naruto, you know I’m ticklish.”

Sasuke started to laugh but quickly pushed him away.

“Naruto get changed or I will attack you.”

“Hm I guess you will have to do it your self.”

Sasuke looked up with lustful eyes, his fingers lingered onNaruto’s cheeks furiously fighting back the temptation to not remove all ofNaruto’s clothes and take him into the bedroom.

“You are torturing me, but today is for you to relax and asmuch as sex sounds like heaven to me, its not going to relax you at all.”

“Shame.”

Naruto started to kiss Sasukes cheeks, moving down to bitehis lower lip. Sasuke started pulling up Naruto’s shirt to reveal an extremelyripped body. He slowly pulled down his pants and boxers so he was left bare.

“Fuck this is difficult, here take ya dam rope and get inthe bath.”

Naruto chuckled but did as he was told and as much astempting Sasuke was fun a bath actually sounded like heaven for his aching bodyand mind.

As soon as Naruto touched the water his skin leapt inhappiness. His muscles relaxed soothing into the warm sensation that was thebubble bath warm silky water.

His mind entered a state of absolute relaxation, he couldfelt the enormous pile of stress built in every corner of his body release. Heopened his eyes and Sasuke was staring lovingly at him, watching Naruto like hewas the most important person that mattered in his universe.

“So Naruto don’t laugh…but I may have learnt something foryou.”

Naruto curiously looked at Sasuke whilst playing with thebubbles which floated around his knees.

“Uh, what is it?”

“Give me two secs.”

Sasuke left quickly and went off to the bedroom, Narutoheard shuffing and banging. He was superbly curious about what the hell Sasukewas on about.

Sasuke walked in with a classical guitar looking enormouslyshy.

“Holy shit you learnt to play the guitar?”

“Shut up usuratonkachi.”

Sasuke walked over to the bath and sat on the edge, hecarefully placed his slender hands on the cords and looked up to Naruto.

“Well, this is the most humiliating thing you will ever see,so… if you laugh at me I swear I will chidori your ass to the ground.”

Naruto chuckled a little then smiled cheekily.

“Go on Sasuke I wont laugh, or at least I’lle try.”

Sasuke raised his eyebrow in slight annoyance but decided notto already destory Naruto with his guitar.

“Okay here goes nothing.”

Sasuke started playing a beautiful tune that melted into thesteamy air, each cord played sounded like heaven had touched Narutos ears. Thesoft tune played softly caressing every fiber in Naruto’s body. The rose petalsfloating on top of the waters surface seemed to dance in tune with guitar.

Naruto was in total ecstasy, his body and mind were being transportedto the hills of spain. As he laid there in his hammock brushed by the silkyfabric of water he lost all recollection that he was actually at home and inthe bath tub.

Sasuke tapped Naruto gently, brushing away damp hair whichdangled closely around his eyes.

“Babe you feel asleep.”

Naruto looked around, sad that his dream of spain and sweetclassical guitar had ended.

He was astonished by how quickly he had been cradled tosleep by the soft tunes of Sasuke’s playing, what shocked him more is howSasuke had learnt to play so beautifully without him noticing, was he that busyat work that he hadn’t noticed it?

“Sasuke, how did you learn to play so beautifully, youliterally serenaded me to sleep?”

Sasuke brought over a towel for Naruto and helped him out ofthe tub.

“Well to be honest I only started last month, you have beenso busy and stressed lately that I thought I would try do something nice foryou.”

Naruto looked at this man, actually at this angel, evenbetter yet at this god amongst men. Not only was he able to pick up an instrumentand play it like an expert in one month, he was also the most caring andbeautiful person on this planet.

“Hm, did you know I love you Sasuke?”

Sasuke had a small smirk on his face, his cheeks turned asoft pink, “I may be aware.”

Naruto was so blissfully happy in this moment with hispartner, he didn’t want to waste a minute longer not fully appreciating everymuscle, fiber and cell of Sasuke.

Naruto took Sasuke’s hand and dragged him to the bedroom. Hethrough Sasuke onto the bed with enough force to not actually hurt the man.

“Wooh, Naruto your tired, its okay go to bed we can continuethis tomorrow.”

Naruto cheekily smirked, he looked at his phone which was onthe cabinet next to him, the time shined in the dark room, iluminating 4.30am.

“It is tomorrow.”

Naruto let go off his towel and dimmed the light down,enough to still see the curves and dips of Sasukes body.

#snshood family #sns #sasunaru #narusasu #sasunarusasu #askmequestions #ask #submission #answered #took me forever im so so sorry #lol

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10 Best Shounen Anime of All Time

Top 10 Best Shounen Anime The shounen genre is one of the most popular and most watched genres in anime. Why? While they typically cater to boys, they have an audience that covers people of all ages and walks of life. Shounen anime are usually the biggest mainstream hits and often extend to having numerous episodes. The hype around them is very real! It is very likely that you are familiar with a few of the titles in this genre. I’ve come up with a list the top 10 best shounen anime that you should watch in your spare time. That is, if you are prepared to spend a lot of time! In all seriousness, these shows typically comprise of dozens or even hundreds of episodes. Just be prepared to make the investment and ride the hype train! The shounen genre is suitable for everyone so just sit back, watch, and enjoy!

The 10 Best Shounen Anime

Hunter X HunterOne PieceNarutoFullmetal Alchemist: BrotherhoodNanatsu no Taizai (The Seven Deadly Sins)Fairy TailMagi: The Labyrinth of MagicBoku no Hero Academia (My Hero Academia)One Punch ManDragon Ball

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10. Dragon Ball

The Story: Son Goku is young boy who possesses great martial arts skills and overwhelming potential. Coincidentally, he also has in his possession an object known as a Dragon Ball. Rumors say that if one collects and puts together the seven Dragon Balls, a wish of any form can be granted. And so, by bumping into a quirky girl named Bulma and learning about the Dragon Balls, Goku goes on an adventure that will ultimately transcend the world’s boundaries. The Verdict: Dragon Ball might just be one of the pioneers of the shounen genre in anime. It’s already a classic and it did boost the popularity of the genre. And so, it’s a no-brainer that this classic be put here on this list. It is famous, explosive, and one of the most famous franchises around the world. There is also the fact that this is a very action-packed show that is full of adventure. This franchise has a few series in it. There is Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT, and Dragon Ball Super. The original series is focused more on fantasy and adventure while later entries put more emphasis on action and sci-fi. Any series is worth watching. This franchise is influential enough to make it on the list of most significant anime in the US.

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9. One Punch Man

The Story: A hero for fun—this is what Saitama considers himself to be. After three years of non-stop training by doing 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-km run every single day, he’s now capable of dealing with any villain that comes his way with a single punch! But there’s one problem though—he’s not an official hero licensed by the Hero Association! Discovering that fact with his new partner, Genos, Saitama enlists to become a legitimate hero once and for all! All while beating up baddies and dealing with the silly problems concerning his quirkiness and bald head. The Verdict: This is one of the more recent hits. Not only does One Punch Manshowcase its shounen-ish aspects in full throttle, it also goes all-out with the heroic antics. It’s fun to watch, hilarious, thrilling, meaningful, and overloaded with action. And that is why it has become one of the most anticipated shounen anime.

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8. Boku no Hero Academia (My Hero Academia)

The Story: Young Midoriya Izuku had always dreamt of being a hero ever since he was a kid. As a matter of fact, the number one idol that he looks up to is none other than the number one hero of the world—All Might! But no matter how hard he tries, he is troubled by the fact that he is quirkless (one who doesn’t possess any kind of super power). That is until one day, fate sets up a destined meeting between him and All Might. Midoriya Izuku inherits All Might’s power, One For All, after gaining his respect and approval. And thus, the incredible hero story that literally begins from zero begins! The Verdict: Another hero anime jumps into the shounen genre bandwagon! This time, it’s a show about a hero who’s literally trying to tread the zero-to-hero path! Ladies and gentleman, let us welcome—Boku no Hero Academia! I assure you, the potential carried by this budding anime show is phenomenal! As to why, it's because this show has the power to motivate you with its emotional story, encourage you with the high-end action and heroic antics, and empower you with its heroic morals and excellent overall narration. If you enjoy this anime, be sure to check out this list of anime similar to My Hero Academia.

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7. Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic

The Story: Originating from an ethereal palace not known to most, Aladdin takes his first step into the world. Along with a magical flute that contains a djinn named Ugo, Aladdin travels around the world to witness everything in it. One day, he meets Alibaba Saluja, a young man who wants to enter one of the mysterious labyrinths called Dungeons in order to prove his worth. And so, Aladdin joins him in his endeavor. Unbeknownst to both of them, this ordeal shall be the genesis of it all—an adventure that not only concerns both of them but the fate of the whole world! The Verdict: If there’s one word that could describe Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic, it would be—magical! From the very beginning, this show just engulfs everything with magic. It may seem like just another shounen anime, but this isn’t actually the case. Deep within, Magi is a treasure box (or even a treasure chamber) just waiting to enthrall anyone who’s courageous enough to venture into it. You do not believe me? Well, just say "Open Sesame" and see the magic yourself. If you enjoy Magi, here is a list of similar anime that you could add to your watch list.

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6. Fairy Tail

The Story: 17-year-old celestial wizard, Lucy Heartfilia, is looking for a certain guild to join. That guild is the infamous wizard guild that always causes ruckus and mayhem—Fairy Tail! As part of the wizard guild, Lucy takes missions in order to make a living and grow as a celestial mage. Oftentimes, along with Natsu Dragneel, a dragon slayer, and Happy, a flying cat, they go on adventures to prove their worth as wizards. They are joined by Gray and Erza as time goes by, and the whole guild backs them up whenever something happens. Ultimately, they’re wizards whose purpose is to grow in magic, beat adversaries, and show the world what it means to be a Fairy Tail wizard! The Verdict: A magic bomb that spectacularly explodes to immerse everyone into every spell it has to offer—that’s Fairy Tail in a nutshell! Being a shounen anime with heavy elements of fantasy, adventure, magic, and comedy, Fairy Tail is pretty impressive! It does not only fascinate with adventure and fantasy but also captivates with comedy and a bit of drama. When watching this show, it’s guaranteed that you’ll be laughing every now and then, enticed by the spell-tastic action, and deeply submerged into the story. Be sure to check out this list of similar anime if you enjoy this one.

Popular Shounen Characters

As the shounen genre follows a fairly traditional narrative structure, there is a foundation for the character traits of a traditional shounen protagonist. They typically have big hearts and lots of energy, though they may not be the most intellectually gifted. Despite this, they are often quite pragmatic in combat. Along with physical strength, they often posses of strong sense of morals and justice.

Some notable shounen protagonists include:

Goku-The main character of Dragon Ball is arguably the mold that future shounen heroes are made after. While not the brightest, his kindness and dedication to his friends have made him endearing. His spiky hairstyle has also been emulated by later characters.Naruto Uzumaki-The titular hero is arguably the successor to Goku. He even wears an orange gi! He is very energetic, although he is not quite the smartest of the ninjas. However, he is determined to be a hero and is loyal to his friends. The series does highlight his growth and he becomes more mature and powerful by the end.Luffy-The main character of One Piece is one of the most prominent shounen heroes of the 2000s along with Naruto. His hot-blooded personality may be a flaw, but his crew is willing to put up with it because of his prowess in combat. He can be very inventive when the need calls and can be relied on when the situation is dire.Ichigo Kurosaki-The hero of Bleach follows the tradition of having spiky hair. He is hot-blooded in battle but is actually shown to have good grades in school, subverting the trope of the dumb hero. Protecting his family, friends, and community is his primary motivation.Izuko Midoriya-The protagonist of My Hero Academia is a recent entry in the pantheon of shounen heroes. He has a strong sense of justice as he strives to be the best hero he can be. He also surrounds himself with group of comrades that motivate him. He is shown to be rather intelligent as he analyzes his opponents in combat.

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5. Nanatsu no Taizai (The Seven Deadly Sins)

The Story: Framed by the Holy Knights of the kingdom, the once glorified Seven Deadly Sins are now in the hiding, waiting for the right moment to come back. Right now, they are known as the greatest criminals of the kingdom and gravely sought for their evil deeds. But as corruption spreads across the land, the Holy Knights who have sworn to serve and protect the kingdom have become the real threat. Who can stop them now? What will become of the once peaceful kingdom? The only hope now lies in the hands of the Seven Deadly Sins, the infamous criminal group that was believed to have once betrayed the kingdom. The Verdict: Boom! Blaam! Kapoow! There’s high-end combat, ridiculous magic, overpowered characters, hilarious moments, twisted wonders…what more can I add? In short, what I’m trying to say is that Nanatsu no Taizai has a lot of elements one would expect from a really great shounen anime. And it’s actually different from the rest! For some reason, it just lures you in deeper and deeper until you become a die-hard fun. Well, that just tells on how really great of a show it is. Be sure to check out this list of similar anime if you become of fan of this series.

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4. Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

The Story: The Elric brothers, Edward and Alphonse, have committed the greatest taboo—bringing the dead back to life! As alchemy essentially follows the law of equivalent exchange, their attempt to bring their dead mother back to life backfired on them. Edward lost some limbs while Alphonse lost his whole body. Years later, the Elric brothers are now on the search for the Philosopher’s Stone—an all-powerful stone that is said to be capable of performing miracles. Will the Elric brothers be able to redeem themselves? Is the Philosopher’s Stone the answer or is it something that will lead to another taboo? Follow the Elric brothers as they travel in search for truth and redemption. The Verdict: There’s a reason why Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood is considered one of the best anime ever. Its execution is very well done. Its impact is enormous. With alchemy as its base, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood transmutes every minute detail into a gripping experience.

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3. Naruto

The Story: Naruto Uzumaki grew up with the abominable nine-tailed demon fox sealed inside him. As a result of this, Naruto was alienated and discriminated by the people of his village. And so, a spark ignited inside him. He aims to become the Hokage (the highest leader and ninja of the village)! But in order to do so, he first has to master the basics of ninjutsu, pass through death-defying obstacles, and ultimately live by his own ninja way. The Verdict: Naruto—it’s the ninja anime with a legion of fans! Why? Because it’s about ninjas and stuff like that! Well, it’s one that really shines as a mainstream shounen anime despite the fact that it has a lot of filler episodes. Just ignore those for now because Naruto has one of the best narratives out there. It’s so great that it can may be considered a legendary ninja epic!

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2. One Piece

The Story: Monkey D. Luffy’s dream is to become the King of Pirates! In order to do so, he has to reach the Grand Line and claim the ultimate treasure, One Piece. But before everything else, he has to build his own pirate crew. And so, the Straw Hat Pirate Crew is born! With big waves, vicious monsters, deadly pirates, and powerful marines serving as obstacles in their path, Monkey D. Luffy along with rest of the Straw Hat Pirates will stop at nothing in order to reach their goals and always be merry. The Verdict: With an adventure as vast and grand as the ocean, and hundreds of episodes and counting to boot, One Piece has gotten everyone hooked! It’s an adventure like no other! Who would have thought that pirates could be this cool?! Well, with adventure present all throughout, comic relief lunging at viewers, and occasional emotional moments touching the hearts of audiences—One Piece is a shounen anime that is definitely a must-watch! I recommend starting as soon as now because it literally has hundreds of episodes. If you enjoy the adventures of the Straw Hat Pirates, you may enjoy these 10 other anime series.

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1. Hunter X Hunter

The Story: Gon Freecs is a 12-year-old boy who’s just beginning the grandest adventure of his life. And it begins with the most anticipated death-defying Hunter Licensure Examination. Gon is on his way to becoming a hunter just like his dad. And so, along the way, he faces unimaginable danger and meets new friends in order to test his skills and prove himself worthy to reach his dad's level. New friends, new trials, new experiences—Gon will take everything out of the one-of-a-kind hunter experience! The Verdict: Finally, we come upon the shounen anime that’s on top of them all. With a marvelous story, spectacular development, excellent execution, high-end thrilling action, amazing characterization, and an emotionally gripping substance—Hunter X Hunter is the number one shounen anime! I couldn’t possibly describe it with mere words so just watch it as soon as humanly possible! If you enjoy this series, you got to check out this list of similar anime for more recommendations. Read the full article

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Red Strings and Soulmates and What Nonsense

I present to you! Another Kakairu soulmate fic! I dedicate this one to my cool pal Tori @the-gloamglozer who has written several fics starring these dads in my dedication already - which i still can’t believe and cry about on the daily. who also supports dumb tweets about dumb aus and tramp stamps on characters who would probably not have tramp stamps

this one is about 5000 words, give or take a few, and may be in a state of need for major editing, but until it gets up on a03, this is how it is.

please enjoy my ramblings.

It’s been a busy year; fixing the village, seeing Naruto and Hinata wed, forming proper alliances with countries they’ve been amicable with. Kakashi thinks he’s doing a great job so far, despite the shit fest they all had to go through to get him to sit in the hokage’s chair.

He’s listening to the little ham radio he had set up in the office, the music keeps the room from running silent, keeps him from drifting into small and sad thoughts about the wars. He starts tapping his fingers in beat with the pianos and horns while he looks over his new stack of paperwork, and feels a little bit at peace.

There’s a knock at the door, a light rap, and it’s news but not too urgent. He allows their entry.

“Kakashi,” Shikaku greets, a light nod and he makes his way to the little radio, “there’s something you need to hear,” they turn the little knobs and wade through the static until they get the station he wants.

“- There have been claims from the general public that there’s been sighting of red threads tied around your little fingers. Like the myth, Red Strings of Fate, they’re calling them, or Strings for short. So if you follow your little red string, you’ll find your soulmate at the other end.

“They aren’t happening to everyone all at once, oh no, just a few at a time get this sight, I wouldn’t believe it myself, but the station manager ran out yesterday when, he had seen his own String plain as day -” Shikaku tunes it out and looks to Kakashi.

Kakashi is at a loss as to what to say. Sounds like something out of a fantasy, a romance novel, something he’s read in an Icha Icha novel. He doesn’t think this is real, but a story being read over the radio.

“Shikamaru experienced it yesterday too,” Shikaku says, “it went past the village walls.”

Kakashi frowns at that. Shikamaru is the top of his year, wouldn’t make this up even if someone had paid him to - he’s far too logical.

“That could mean anything at all,” Kakashi states.

“I found my wife at the end of my own three days ago.”

Kakashi has nothing to say to that. “Do we know anything else?” he asks instead.

“Other than the civilian reports, nothing.”

“Find out as much as you can,” Kakashi decides, “I don’t want to end up a trap.” Shikaku nods, and while Kakashi tries to ignore the exasperated sigh that escapes the man’s lips, he’s been through enough strife to be wary of traps. He dismisses Shikaku.

Soulmates.

He turns to look out the window, and doesn’t believe this hocus pocus to be more than some new trap or something funny in the water. Logically makes no sense.

There’s a knock on the door, confident but hides no messages, he allows entry to the man.

Umino Iruka walks through the door and Kakashi is confused. Their shogi game isn’t for another week, and it’s too early for tea.

“Kakashi-san,” Iruka greets with a light bow that Kakashi has tried to dismiss for months now, “Nara Shikaku sent me here.” Of course, Shikaku arranged this. Send in the most amicable ninja to do recon for this task.

“Is it Naruto? Do you have a mission for me?”

With his friendliest of smiles, Kakashi waves off the questions and tells the man what he is to do.

There are cases from all over Konoha, about people finding red strings tied around their little fingers, tying them to another soul. Is it a new genjutsu? An enemy of Konohagakure? These are his first questions. They made sense. It was right to fear for the worst possible thing. To jump to and dwell on.

Iruka thought that was foolish, but set to find out regardless.

He sent his best genjutsu users to try to break it. They found nothing. Could have meant it was just a really good genjutsu. The look he receives leaves him sleepless for nights until Iruka fixes him some tea.

He sends Ibiki to find something out, learn anything he can about the phenomenon. He had high hopes for this tactic at uncovering the truth about the red lines. Until I&T came back with a shrug, but bearing a very detailed report. He thanked them for their effort and dismissed the mission.

Iruka gives him such a smug look, Kakashi figures out ten ways to wipe it off his face in the time it takes him to hand him his new report on the red strings.

“Here,” he says, “a civilian report.”

After a quick leaf through, Kakashi thanks him for his work, and dismisses the mission altogether.

Some weeks after his initial, healthy paranoia, the letters started to arrive. Why it took so long for everyone to question the sudden appearance, this new sense, this sudden ability to find one's soul mate, he’ll never understand. But regardless, it confirms that it’s worldwide, and for that, he’s a little grateful.

But to every good, there is a bad and the letters, in various levels of discreteness, ask him if he’s seen his own thread.

Which is stupid. He believes he won’t get one. He knows he won’t have one. There is no one who he wants to burden with being tied to him.

There’s a shout from the other room, Iruka has found the teapot and Kakashi bites his lip.

He responds to the letter, detailing everything he knows about the Strings, the age range, the disregard for sex or gender identity and the lack of confinement to their own walls. He doesn’t mention his status, it’s not important.

Kakashi finishes writing the letters and leans back into his chair to flick through his favourite copy of Icha Icha.

He watches Iruka walk back into the room, catches the roll of his eyes when he sees his reading material, watches as he brews them a fresh pot of tea, taking in every miniscule detail of the ceremony.

He sets the tray onto Kakashi’s desk, placing a cup in his reach, “You’re tense,” he observes, “it’s harmless. You’ve proven it’s harmless.” He means the red strings and Kakashi only wants to believe his words. He wants to take this in the same stride Iruka is, and just trust fate knows what it’s doing.

“Can’t be too relaxed when you’re looking out for a whole village of trained soldiers,” he replies instead. To which he received a very “done with your shit” huff and a comfortable silence.

He could enjoy this all day, he thinks, and selfishly takes, and holds on to this moment every other moment like it, to keep him floating.

He closes his eyes when he notices Iruka look to his fingers.

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It’s been several weeks since the phenomenon began, and Iruka has watched as his friends and coworkers find their soul mates. Izumo and Kotetsu find themselves stuck together for life, it seems and really, no one found that surprising. Iruka listens to Anko’s half-drunken ramblings when she sits herself under his kotatsu, and bemoans the current events. He consoles her and watches with amusement as she finds the I&T commander Ibiki at the other end of her Thread some days later. He does not care for the sex life she tells him about afterwards.

Sometimes he’ll catch himself glancing down at his pinky, wondering what kind of person fate has matched him with, but other than that, he isn’t bothered. He’s not sure if it’s all nonsense, fumes, or real, but whatever, he thinks, people are happy.

He sets aside his paperwork and sets to make some dinner. After looking over the contents of his fridge, he decides he’s in the mood for eggplant miso and gets to work. Not long after he sets his eggplant to boil, there’s a bang at the door.

Naruto races into Iruka’s apartment, his eyes budding with tears and Iruka is very much concerned.

“I found them,” he breathes and grin widening.

“Congratulations,” Iruka responds without a blink and a smile growing on his own face.

The boy, no, young man Iruka corrects, shakes his head fervently and starts speaking, but it’s too fast and Iruka isn’t sure he can keep up.

“You have multiple?” Iruka gets out at long last.

A confident nod and a blinding smile, “Yeah! It goes short for a bit, but then sort of splits off into a bunch of directions. I found Hinata and Sakura, and they seem pretty okay about sharing a soul mate, cause it seems Sakura and Ino are also tied together? I don’t know, it’s weird. Anyway, I followed the other two, but they go past the village walls. I found Sakura at one of the spots, she’s got another soulmate too, so I think that one’s Sasuke…”

Naruto goes silent, lost in conflicting feelings about that, no doubt, but there’s something else. Something Iruka is sure has to relate to the unknown soul he’s tied too.

So Iruka smiles that encouraging smile he does that makes you feel like you aren’t rambling your tongue off and Naruto finds the courage to continue.

“I need to know who that last one is. Ya know, I have a gut feeling it’s who I think it is, but you can’t send a letter like “so yeah, I think you’re my soulmate,” can you.” He laughs and Iruka resists messing up his hair. He loses the battle, and ruffles the blonde locks as he laughs.

“I was making dinner, would you like some-” he turns to the kitchen to find his miso over boiled and very unappetizing. “Nevermind” he says, and Naruto makes a comment that he’s just as bad as Kakashi-sensei. He scoffs at that. Kakashi would have at least finished the task before getting caught up in Naruto’s loud presence.

“Well, ok,” Iruka starts and looks at the boy. Really looks. This child has endured so much loneliness and here he is, brimming with so much love and acceptance towards the world that had wronged him. He kinda tears up thinking about it.

“Ichiraku’s, eat all you want, my treat.” he says, rubbing his eyes with his arm.

“Ah! Iruka-nii, don’t cry!” Naruto panics, waving around unsure how to console him

“But I love you so much and am so happy for you!” he chokes out a sob.

Naruto settles for a hug is the best medicine, and embraces him “thanks dad,” he says softly, and honestly, it just sets off more tears.

As they walk out the door, Iruka notes to give Kakashi a new report on soulmates, how they don’t just tie two people together.

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There’s a loud knock on the front door, and before he can get up to answer it, Naruto barges in loudly announcing his arrival, and oh, there’s Sakura chastising him.

“Kakashi-sensei!” the boy sings and Kakashi sighs, resigns himself to a not quiet night, and gets up.

“And what do I owe the pleasure?” he drolls as he enters the main room.

His students grin cheekily, “we came for some tea.” And Kakashi just shakes his head as he saunters off to prepare a pot.

Minutes later, they’re all seated and drinking their fresh tea, Kakashi is exhausted of the small talk, and asks why they really came to visit him at nine in the evening.

He’s greeted with silence, but it’s not too heavy and he thinks if he tried enough, he could hear them conspire together in their heads, some sort of telepathy they had going on, he’s tired of it and knows this isn’t a social call. They’re up to something and he’s on edge for it.

“We’re soulmates,” they say in unison.

Oh.

Okay.

Well he wasn’t, in any life time, prepared for that announcement. He knew Naruto was going to tell him he and Hinata were getting married, it was as if they were wearing shirts that said they were married the whole time they were together. But this, this was all to new. Too foreign for his tastes.

And what about Hinata, Naruto had just married the girl not just a couple weeks ago -

“Not just with each other!” Sakura quickly adds when Kakashi doesn’t make any sort of apparent acknowledgement. “With other people too.”

Well that’s something none of his reports mentioned.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m also with Hinata and two other people who live outta the village.” Naruto counts off his fingers. He suddenly pales and starts mumbling something about his worries about Hinata when the red strings started showing up.

Kakashi waves him off. Nonsense. He turns to face Sakura, “and yourself?”

He must have used too much hokage magic, because she straightens like a whip and nods, “I have Ino and someone else outside as well.”

“Do you think…” he starts, wants to finish his sentence, wants to ask if they think Sasuke is their soulmate outside the walls.

Naruto’s musings silent to hear the unspoken question and Sakura bites her lip.

“Yes.” They say, with a confident nod.

He lets out a sigh he doesn’t know he was holding.

“Well, you’re here now. Do you want something to eat? I just made some miso with eggplant.”

Naruto barks out a laugh to that for some reason, nothing about what he just said was funny. So they opt to ignore his sudden giggle fits.

“I’m good thanks,” Sakura smiles, “Ino and I just had dinner.”

“Same, but Iruka treated me to ramen.” Naruto manages between a shit eating grin, “It was all I could eat.”

Iruka. He was told first. Kakashi figures he’s jealous. The last to learn. He’d like it more if he were first on the list, or if they were told at the same time. Yes, together, it wouldn’t be fair to the other man if he wasn’t informed first. He after all was there for Naruto first.

“You’re gonna eat that man out of house and home,” Sakura scolds her soulmate and Kakashi just smiles to that.

The rest of the night they share stories and Naruto recalls Haku and Zabuza, and wonders if they were tied by a red string as well.

When they’re putting their shoes on, Naruto is laughing about how when he told Iruka, the man forgot to turn off the stove so he had ruined his eggplant miso.

Kakashi decides that yeah, that is pretty funny and chuckles.

He sees them off and faces the rest of the night tossing between what-ifs and why-nots.

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Iruka’s supervising the playground during lunch, keeping an eye out for hidden weapons and trips that hurt too much for small children, when he feels a familiar presence stroll up besides him.

“Good afternoon Kakashi-san,” Iruka greets, taking a moment to turn away from the swarm of untrained ninja, to dip a little bow.

“‘Afternoon to you too, sensei,” Kakashi watches with amusement as his hair bobs and doesn’t blink as Iruka deflects a stray kunai heading towards his face. “You didn’t have to do that.”

Iruka’s cheeks burn up to that. He can’t say “it’s automatic around pre-genin,” or “it’s my duty,” or even “can’t have a pre-genin arrested for assaulting the hokage, can we,” because the man will be insufferable with any of those responses, and there’s only twenty minutes left to lunch and getting into a row with the rokudaime isn’t on his itinerary for the day.

So he settles for small talk instead, “And what brings our hokage to the academy on such a fine day?” he asks just loud enough for the children closest to hear.

Kakashi picks up at the loudness of the question, too loud for a quiet conversation between adults and he visibly winces when a child screams a greeting.

Kakashi sends him a look. Iruka takes pleasure in the look of pure disdain captured in his fish like gaze.

Children crowd around Kakashi’s feet, jumping for questions from the coolest ninja in the village - who isn’t Naruto. Iruka tosses him such a smug look and all Kakashi wants to do wipe it off his face. Honestly, he thinks he’s handling it pretty well. He hasn’t left yet, that’s a very good sign.

“Naruto found his soulmates” Iruka chirps.

“I heard.” Kakashi nods as he lets a young Inuzaka hang off his arms, “Hinata, Sakura and Sasuke, right.” Naruto and Sakura had told him just the other night.

“Don’t forget the kazekage,” Iruka supplies.

That’s news to Kakashi. But it makes sense. The brat had just taken a mission to Suna, sneaky devil, he was using it at an excuse to get out of the village to follow the string.

“My bad, I’m still shocked about it.”

The man laughs and it sends a jolt of electricity and warms feelings straight to his heart.

“Naruto only told me last night, he sent a frog to deliver the letter.” Kakashi doesn’t pout under his mask. Wasn’t he at Naruto’s wedding to Hinata as a father figure? Rude not to share his news.

Iruka must have a bloodline limit that can see past fabric or into his mind, because Kakashi is sure there’s no trace of emotion on his face, but the teacher tells him not to worry.

“Naruto knows you’re ‘super busy’ with hokage stuff. He said to tell you if I saw you before he got back.”

Well, that was considerate. “The mission said it would be a month long excursion.”

Iruka shrugs, “being a kage is busy work and he’s sure there’s no time for social visits.”

“We meet every week for shogi. And we have tea at three almost every day. You’re on the board as Head Academy Administrator,” Kakashi lists, raising a brow.

Iruka shrugs, “Naruto doesn’t know how we live our lives, just the big parts. That I train pre-genin and that you run the village nin. That we both love him as if he were our own son.”

Kakashi is sure that last part isn’t meant for their nine year old audience. He’s sure that statement is for tea time, just before Iruka goes home for the night and leaves Kakashi tossing in bed, trapped in that thought and it’s implications.

He’s read too much Icha Icha he decides as the man quarrels the children out from under Kakashi’s feet. But he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t mind any of what that statement implies.

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One summer's day, Kakashi finds himself neglecting the towering pile of paperwork on his desk in favour of rereading his (current) favourite Icha Icha novel. It's the one with the young medic nin that saves the life of a mysterious masked stranger who turns out to be on the enemy forces. They disregard their warring factions and find themselves falling in love. He's not sure why he loves this particular volume so much; if it's because they're a homosexual couple, or the strange likeness the young ninja has with a friend of his, it's uncertain.

He's reading the part where the two ninja cross into no man's land and are finding out what two men in a single bed roll are capable of when there's a light squeeze, a burning sensation, a tingle, around his pinky. He pays it no mind but then the realization hits him like a bucket of cold water. Peeking out from behind the pages, he checks over his little finger and sure as he's alive, there it is, the red thread.

His stomach drops and he might just throw up: it can't be real. What did he do to deserve this.

But there's hope he thinks. He feels it in his stomach, a pang, a surge of hope that makes him feel just a little woozy.

There’s a knock at the door and before they can announce themselves, he's gone.

He appears a few feet from the academy and his thread is heading directly for it. His throat tightens and he follows, feeling as if he’s running.

It's late in the day, the only teachers left at the school now should be the workaholics - and he banks on that fact, prays to what god's remain, that the soul at the end of this string is who he thinks it is. He doesn’t know what he’d do if it isn’t who he thinks it to be. Can’t see himself with any other probability, maybe Gai, but the man had found that his own string went out of the country and requested Lee to assist him in following it. They wouldn’t be back for at least another week. He holds his breath as he passes through the entrance to the school.

He finds himself chanting “last door on the left, last door on the left, last door on the left” as he leisurely strolls through the corridors of the school, and he has to bite his tongue to chastise, to calm himself. No use in getting his hopes up so high.

He sees the thread pass through the last door on the left and in that moment, he's suddenly through the door and there is Iruka, caught up in grading papers, the man hasn't noticed the searing pain emanating through his pinky finger, let alone the deep red thread tying them together.

He opens his mouth to greet Kakashi and he feels like he's drowning. He needs to leave. Get some air. To breathe. He vanishes.

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“And what brings the hokage to my classroom on this beautiful day?” Iruka grins, not glancing up from the bad grammar on a pop quiz about the practicality of using jutsu to clean. He expects Kakashi to sit on a desk, most likely his own, and state that it isn’t a beautiful day because he’s having such and such issue, just to keep himself entertained while Iruka struggles to send him away with new injuries.

He’s scribbling notes on his paper for a few moments before he looks up to find out why Kakashi hasn’t spoken yet.

Iruka finds nothing but an empty classroom and silence. Strange, didn’t Kakashi just walk in? He could have sworn the man was just here.

There’s a burning squeeze around hs pinky and he laughs, “Oh,” following the red string trail out of the classroom and into the corridor, “I didn’t notice.”

He has a sneaking suspicion that the hokage wasn’t here for a social call. And that thought leaves him feeling a little bit bitter. What a coward his soulmate is sometimes. He sighs and rubs the back of his neck, wearily looking over the work he knows he won’t get done now. Now he has to track down a ninja and lecture them about how running away from battles isn’t beneficial for warriors. And maybe smack them upside the head. And just maybe kiss them. Just maybe, and he doesn’t fight the smile that breaks over his face as he throws his papers into his bag and races out the door to track down the stupid ninja.

He doesn’t find him for four days. The man is evading his every step and all Iruka wants to do is scream from atop hokage mountain, bellowing out to the entire populace that his soul mate the Rokudaime Hatake Kakashi is stupid and he wishes the man’s Icha Icha collection burn.

But that's ridiculous. He can't do that. He's a grown man not a young hot blooded boy.

So he settles for pranks. He rigs the places Kakashi will be with eraser chalk bombs, spreads wasabi down the kettle’s spout, replaces every Icha Icha volume he’s hidden in the office with a dictionary with bookmarks on the words he feels are fitting. His favourite being the one hidden in the palm tree, where he has noted the words you, piece, of and shit. He can only hope Kakashi gets tired of their game, because Iruka is sure he can continue making up ways to torment his soulmate, the thorn in his side.

So he's taking a shift at the mission room, smiling at the busy ninja as they pass by, pointing out flaws in mission reports, and generally being all too happy for anyone to be comfortable around.

“Did you find your soulmate?” Genma asks.

“Who knows,” Iruka shrugs still chipper.

“Who indeed,” Iruka turns and there's Kakashi.

Took him long enough, Iruka thinks, ten days and eleven hours. Not that he’s counting.

“Iruka,” Kakashi greets him at the mission desk, and Iruka gives him a pointed look, something he hopes carries his pure unamusement. Kakashi seems to grimace. Iruka takes this as a success.

“Kakashi-san,” Iruka nods and watches Kakashi recoil at the honorific. Good, he thinks, he’s feeling bad about his actions.

“I’d like to talk to you,” Kakashi nods, and Iruka smiles too sweetly.

Kakashi, the man at the other end of his thread, which he can clearly see, with the man standing right in front of him, his soulmate, has been avoiding him for far too long. Iruka is tired of it, but he’s too stubborn to fall at the man’s feet after all this time he’s been running away from him. He can run away too.

“I’m sorry sir, I don’t have the time for a chat today. Maybe some other time?” He’s playing the game correctly, dodging and avoiding the other player, never bringing up the obvious burning sensation emanating from the pinky finger that ties them together. He makes an awkward laugh as he scratches the back of his neck, completing the act.

“Now,” Kakashi’s says, his voice a little too desperate for Iruka’s comfort, his eyes a little too dark and his posture just too stiff. It leaves Iruka speechless.

But not for too long as Iruka goes to remedy it, say that he can maybe make some time later today, but as soon as he suggests it, his attention is called for and he’s being dragged away from the hokage and the mission desk and into some archive to help look for a scroll he could care less about.

He thinks he made the wrong move.

Several hours later, he trudges back to his apartment, sporting new paper cuts and a stiff back and a terrible mood. Who knew searching for scrolls could take so much out of a man..

Shuffling off his shoes, he realises he’s not alone and sighs. He could use a bath, not this conversation.

“Kakashi, how long have you been waiting?” He turns on the stove to boil of a pot of water. He’s going to need some tea for this. He doesn’t think he’ll share.

“Not long,” the man says from behind him. Oh, I thought he was still on the couch.

He turns to Kakashi. “Not long? That could mean anything from seven hours to five seconds with you-”

His lecture is cut short when the man collapses his weight onto Iruka, hugging him with his nose digging into his shoulder just a little too hard, and his nails pinching into his skin. It’s too uncomfortable and too desperate for Iruka.

“Ten days, seventeen hours, thirty one minutes and eight seconds.”

“Kakashi, that’s too long.”

“I know,” he nuzzles his face into Iruka’s neck and Iruka laughs.

“Also, I don’t think you were waiting all this time. I think you’ve been running.”

“No.” Kakashi mumbles, “I’ve been busy.”

“Kakashi,” Iruka sighs. “You’ve been busy avoiding me. I know, I saw you jump out a window when you saw me coming, you had a messenger hawk tell me our shogi match was cancelled, and had all they keys changed so that I couldn’t visit for tea or anything else. Multiple times.

I just want to know why.”

Kakashi tries to hide away into Iruka’s neck.

“Kakashi.”

More silence.

“Hokage-sama, I swear to the gods,” Iruka starts and never finishes the thought because a pair of lips crash into his, it’s messy and hurts, but it’s better than no response.

“I was scared,” he confesses when they break.

Iruka bites his tongue not to laugh at that, but it’s a vain attempt because a chuckle bubbles out of his mouth and his smile feels too wide to be nonchalant. The look Kakashi gives him is more than enough proof.

“It’s not funny-” Kakashi starts only to be silenced with a quick kiss from Iruka.

It’s softer and warm, and is too short for any one man to fully enjoy.

“I’m scared too.” He begins, cupping his hands alongside Kakashi’s face, smiling so much his face aches, “probably not as much as you are, of course, what with your life experiences and all,” he pout he receives for that makes him chuckle, “Kakashi, I’m not going to turn you away. I probably would have done that by now, don’t you think. Sometime around when you had the kids apply for the chunin exams, I was so angry with you for that, I mean Naruto was, is, like my only family in the world. What if he had died. You know what I mean? Just keeled over, I mean he wasn’t very smart and here you had him face off more intelligent and smarter nin! Like the future kazekage! Remember how dangerous he was back then?”

“The kazekage is still dangerous.” “Not what I mean, I mean Naruto almosted died. Could have died, and I was so pissed at you for even considering it. But! I got over it, ‘he’s smart,’ I said, ‘Konohana’s Great Copy Nin knows what he’s doing,’ I said. So in the end, I trusted you.”

Kakashi goes silent, soaking it all in, and when he speaks it’s barely a whisper, and Iruka’s sure if he wasn’t listening for it, he’d miss it.

“Do you still trust me?”

“Kakashi, I trust you with running a village. You are sitting in a chair, dictating how we live our lives, and I trust every command you make. Every decision you make. Everything you say, I will trust.”

“That’s not good, what if there was an imposter sitting in that chair, doing all of those things. You’d blindly follow them?”

“Kakashi,” Iruka waves his pinky that’s tied to Kakashi’s, “I’m your soulmate. I know you.”

Kakashi scoffs at that, wrapping his own pinky around Iruka’s, “you don’t have to know someone to be their soul mate.”

“I’ve known you for years, I’ve eaten ramen with you, we went on a picnic once under the guise of a mission after Sasuke left, with Naruto and Sakura. When Naruto left, we started having tea together almost every week.”

“That doesn’t mean anything,” Kakashi states.

“Kakashi it means I know your habits and your preferences and your idle conversation starters. What you like eating, what colours you like to see, what makes you upset, what makes you happy. What makes you tick. I’d know an imposter the moment they walk, if I didn’t have proof of where you were all the time on my person.”

Kakashi hums to that, and settles to rest his head on Iruka’s shoulder.

They stay like that for a few moments, just comfortable in each other’s embrace, enjoying their company when Iruka thinks of a funny joke and has to share.

“If nothing else assures you, oh great hokage, that this isn’t for naught, remember I’ve seen your face. That I’m looking at it right now.” he says in a light tone.

“That just means I like you.”

Iruka blanks at that.

“A lot, I must confess.”

Iruka is too stunned for words. He had an inkling of an idea, that their relationship was just a tad less strictly platonic than it would have been with someone like Gai, but hadn’t really thought about it after he learned that Kakashi had dated the man when they were teenagers.

“I was terrified to find anyone other than you. And now that it’s confirmed that you’re, here, I’m terrified anyway.”

“Kakashi, you have to confess before the first kiss,” Iruka manages, “didn’t Icha Icha teach you better than that.”

“Oh teacher, Icha Icha never had any confessions for love before the sexual encounters. Unless of course you’d have prefered that, which, I myself am not all that hot about, as I don’t think I enjoy sex at all in actuality.”

“That’s fine Kakashi,” Iruka says, smoothing the man’s hair, “a good relationship doesn’t revolve around sex, you know.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

And everything feels calm as they make idle conversation about their days spent away from another. They’re like that for hours, sitting on the tiled floor of the kitchen, wrapped in another’s arms, comfortable in silence and in complaints about how the previous ten days went. Iruka figures it to be love.

“How do you suppose we tell the kids,” Iruka asks as the morning sun peeks through the curtains, his head lying against Kakashi’s stomach.

“We don’t.” Kakashi says flatly.

“Kakashi,” Iruka lightly smacks the man’s chest.

“I don’t want to deal with that,” he says rolling to his side, throwing Iruka’s head off him, “it’ll be horrible.”

“It won’t be that bad, It’s not like they’ll react too horribly.” Iruka sighs, getting up off the floor to start at breakfast.

“Naruto still calls me a pervert and he thinks of you as his father. He’ll hate it.”

“Well I guess.”

“You don’t guess, you know. That brat will be awful about it.” Kakashi gets the eggs out of the fridge, helping Iruka prep their meal.

Iruka thanks him as he takes the carton, “We’ll make it work.”

#Kakashi Hatake #iruka umino #kakairu #please let me die i fell asleep writing this twice

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Lost Traditions

He shouldn’t ask. He should just walk right by. There is no need to be involved in whatever this was. It was best for him if he kept his route undisturbed. Really.

“What are you doing?”

The words left his mouth before he knew it and Sasuke hated himself for it.

Naruto jerks in place utterly surprised by his presence, out in the middle Konoha’s thickest and darkest forest. Well besides the ones used for training but these ones used far less than those ones, which is why Sasuke like walking them. It was the place he went to when he to have some alone time from his family and all the expectations that nearly suffocated him.

The idiot lost his balance, tumbling backward from the stole he crouched down on while the book he had been writing feverishly writing into fell into the barrel of oldy colored green goo.

Sasuke watches it sink into the liquid with a morbid fascination. The pages didn’t either, instead, it almost seems as if the paper was absorbed into the gloo, a loud popping bubble it’s send-off as it meets its end.

“No! My notes! How am I supposed to do it now!?” Naruto cries. He stands abruptly seemingly unaware of the multi-color glitter clinging to his every being nor the fact that he was dressed in what seemed to be a cat onesie “I don’t remember the order Kurama!”

The Uchiha watched as the blond boy stuffed his hands into the goo, completely ignoring his classmate. He shifts about desperately but it was obvious that what he was searching for had sunk further down then his short arms could reach. It was an impressive barrel about a head bigger than both boys- or maybe two for Naruto seeing as the blond was smaller than anyone in their class. Itachi always claims it was a bad diet that lacks far too many vegetables but Sasuke barely believes that because his brother always tried to make Sauske eat his own after stating it.- he did, however, rush forward when the stool starts to dangerously tilt over.

If he fell from that hight he could get hurt, and even though they weren’t exactly friends Sasuke would never make an Uchiha Policeman if he just let him get injured right in front of him like that.

His hand curled around one of the legs in the exact moment Naruto nose-dived forward with a loud cry. The goo splashed everywhere, covering Sasuke with whatever it was the other boy swam about in.

“Mom is going to have my head...” The poor child moan already thinking of just how his very proper and clean mother would react. Not to mention what his father would do when he learns of Sasuke tarnishing the Uchiha name by being seen in public like this.

He let go off the stool to whip the green out of his eyes, some of the heavy stuff falling to the ground a loud wet splash and covering his ankles. Just then Uzumaki popped out of the water, his outfit ruin beyond repair shouting loudly “Victory!”

He waved his little notebook about, and Sasuke’s temple twitch.

“You idiot! What were you thinking, jumping like that! You can’t even read those pages anymore!” He shouts his own frustration being dirty bleeding into his voice. Naruto blinks at him, his wide blue eyes almost taking over his face. Sasuke notes the near void look in them and fights the urge to shiver.

Some of the other children whisper that something is just not right with the blond. Sasuke never had a chance to speak to him- it was like every time they cross paths something or someone got in the way stopping any attempts of conversation- but he had noticed.

For example, Naruto would often be sent outside into the hallway for nothing. Instead of being bothered by it he would skip right outside but not before giving the teacher a kind phrase and a gentle Don’t worry. I know you need something to be angry at. I forgive you.

If anything that seems make the teachers more upset. Other students roll their eyes or shook their head at him, thinking he was being stupid but Sasuke always found it odd how sure Naruto sounded. It wasn’t a kid back talking a teacher it was something more.

When he brought up at the dinner table both his parents had gotten quite then forbid him to repeat that ever again.

“Oh, you’re in my class!” The boy chirp and Sasuke briefly wonder if he was a genjustu prodigy. Because the Uchiha could have sworn he just saw flowers floating about Naruto’s head. “Uchiha Sasuke right? I’m Uzumaki Naruto!”

“I know. You’re the idiot that pulls pranks all the time” he grunts. If anything that seems to make Naruto much happier, beaming at him and causing more flowers to appear.

“Yup that’s me!”

He really shouldn’t sound proud of that. Really Sasuke regrets ever straying off the path from his hike. He should have just gone home

“What are you doing anyway?”

“Namikaze family tradition” Naruto’s answer is part air and part laughter “It’s traditional to do it ever seven years!”

Sasuke’s eyebrow rises. He’s never heard of the Namikaze clan but everyone knows about the deceased Fourth Hokage after all the Kyubbi Festeble always ended with a firework show dedicated to the man. What was Naruto doing celebrating the previous Kage’s traditions?

The blond seemed to realize something before holding one finger up to his lips, smiling a smile that seemed almost predatory “But don’t tell anyone okay Sasuke? It’s a secret”

A kid a head shorter than him, dress as a cat and sitting a pool of goo should not be intimidating but somehow it was. He swallowed down the fear that, appeared at Naruto’s near glowing blue eyes and nods unable to trust his voice.

As sudden as the change of behavior arrive it goes away like wind blowing away smoke, leaving behind a smiling blond once more. “Want to join? I have the steps for the ceremony. And you're already covered in the ceremonial seal containment- I mean juice!”

He was planning on saying no and leaving but something about Naruto made it hard to deny him.

Before he realizes it Sasuke was dragged into a family tradition he had no part being in and spent the rest of the afternoon helping Naruto create symbols across the floor while occasionally meowing.

“Most people don’t know this but the Fourth’s family was really close to the Cat Ninja Clan. They gave the Uchiha passage to the Cat Fort as a sign of friendship some year in the Great Clan Wars.” Naruto explains smile wide as he sits in the middle of the circle they have drawn “ They were one of the first clans to create Summon Contracts in fact. Namikaze were once on par with sealing with clans like the Uzumaki, but while the Uzumaki used their seals for war and battle Namikaze focused more on medical terms and summons. Because of this, they weren’t really that famous seeing as medical ninjutsu didn’t develop until hundreds of years later and the contracts only work if the animal agrees to form a pact. It was actually seen as weak support seals instead of the value advantages it was. So people didn’t bother them when they started to summon animals at random seeing if a contract could be form- often times it was a weak race anyway. It turns into a coming of age tradition at age seven to summon something eventually but no one really knows when or why seven.”

Sasuke stare at him not really sure where this sudden history lesson came from. Naruto didn’t seem to notice, happily patting down the goo all over his body “It’s a tradition to rekindle the connection with those Summon Contracts seals and summon animals that close to a Namikaze’s soul. Even if no pact was formed, it’s still seen as a necessity to call them ever so often. The Fourth was toads maybe with all the exposal he had to them before he made his own coming of age ceremony. But today we learn what ours are!”

“I’m not a Namikaze” Sasuke felt the need to say head spinning by the long-winded sentences of Naruto. Did the guy not a breath between words?

The flap his wrist about with a dismissive smile “You don’t have to be. You just have to have a Namikaze present to help you call an animal through the dimensions. And use the juice to help you access your hidden chakra.”

“We don’t have a Namikaze here.”

Naruto laughs loudly like Sasuke just said a joke. “ Not that anyone is aware of.”

“Then this won’t work”

“It will”

“No it won’t”

“Yeah it will”

He crosses his arms fed up with this weirdo “How are you so sure?”

“The toads told me”

Right. Sasuke turns and leaves ignoring Naruto’s squawking. His parents were right, he should stay as far as possible from the Uzumaki.

The next day in class Naruto gets in trouble for bringing a toad to class. He refuses to be separated with it even though it’s as big as his head and argues that he needed to be with it for a full week as that is what the toad told him to do.

He also refuses to take off the cat onesie stating it was to honor the connects of history. The teacher is not amused by this at all.

Sasuke sinks into his seat when he shouts “Sasuke back me up on this! It’s important Dattebayo!”

#naruto #Time travel #Namikaze traditions #Minato is so proud #Naruto is from the furture and his just going along for the ride #Sasuke's pov #From a fic I never finished #Kakashi has a mini heart attack when he sees the outfit #Minato wear one ever seven years too #naruto uzumaki #Sasuke Uchiha

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