āDo your best Obito! Become a cool
Hokage and let me see how you save
the world! Itās a promise.ā
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Peaceful as ever.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Quiet as normal.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Life was good.
Even in the time of peace, the Konoha Hospital was still
in full use as the ninja duty was never quite finished.
Training accidents, mission mistakes, illness, all still a
very real thing in Konoha and much of the world. The war
was long, but over and the five nations were slowly
recovering from the massive damage caused by Madara
and Kaguya. It seemed like it was almost yesterday, but
bijuu time tracking was so much slower than that of a
normal human. Iso couldnāt tell you how much time had
truly passed, but he was just happy to be free. Going
from a trapped and bounded animal to one that the world
suddenly found out was a very competent beast drastically
changed the bijuuās life styles.
They were free, yes. But the bijuu knew that human greed
was still going to linger among the world and it was only
a matter of time before the bijuu would be captured again.
You can never kill all the evil and corruption in the world,
only learn how to fight it or live with it. In Isobuās mind, the
weather was his greatest enemy now. His old territory was
no longer safe, since he was so easily found by the
Akatsuki and Orochimaru last time, and this human form
would not protect him from the harshness of the
approaching cold. Time went by so slowly for the bijuu,
but his lack of experience led to him getting caught in the
worst place possible.
As the windows of the hospital rattled against the blowing
gust ,caused by a might snow storm outside, the hospital
was calm and collective. The growing darkness of the night
sky outside allowed for the patients to go to sleep and some
of the nurses to head home. It was time for things to wind
down for the evening. It was quiet, minus the few sounds of
footsteps from the remaining nurses/doctors and beeping
from the hospital gear. It was meant to be a peaceful night..
well not really. A slow dragging and scraping sound started
to grow and then dim as two figures passed by the rooms.
Room by room the two headed up the elevator, as there was
no way they were making it up the stairs. One was very
familiar to all who saw him, having your face on the side
of a mountain can do that, as being the Hokage of Konoha,
Kakashi Hatake. However, the huge weight he was carrying
around was a mystery. Head placed on the Hokageās
shoulder and made so Kakashi carried most of the weight,
but the other was not too useless. In place of using his legs,
the male used two tendral like extensions from his back side
as a way to help out, but one still dragged loudly against the
tile floor.
Ā Ā āMm.. I-Iām fine K-Kakash-ā¦i..ā
In and out of conscious the overly pale stranger was too
out of it to make a fair case for his health. He didnāt see or
remember where Kakashi was taking him, but trusted him
enough to know where to go. A private room was placed in
front of the two, and Kakashi walked the male into the room.
It was dark with the lights out, but it felt warmer than anything
the snow could do.
Ā āAlmost there Isobu, just stay
Ā awake and donāt pass out againā¦ā
Isobu clinched to the Kage robe that Kakashi wore before
he was led past a occupied bed and forced to lay in an
empty one closer to the window. As the bijuuās breathing
became a little more hyperventilating with faster puffs, he
was warming up even more. When lied upon the bed,
Isobu almost didnāt let go of the Hokage robes almost to
the point of the threads almost ripping.
Ā Ā āMizukage ones are way better. ā
He tried to chuckle but he ended up only coughing rather
roughly. Puffs of mist, looking like clouds of breath in the
cold but in the heart, flowed from his lips. He tried his best
to get comfortable, but he just lied over the top of the covers,
his three tails falling from the side of the bed and rested
upon the ground. He watched as Kakashi spoke some words
and then left, but the turtle didn't hear much only staring at the
roof for a bit. The turtle must have passed out in the snow...
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beasts! Iāve wanted to meet you, Naruto Uzumaki!ā
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I enjoyed drawing her ><, thank you for your request!
I think Rin could have been a great kunoichi and ā¦ you know what else (i donāt want to say spoilers).
Anko inhales sharply at his affection, and her back goes from relaxed to rigid at his touch. And it's nothing personal. For once it actually isn't. it's just a thing she has, absolutely abhorring physical contact. She squeaks, embarrassed, panicked.
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It wasnāt hard for Isobu to completely feel and understand the sort of feeling that Anko was expressing as her body moved in a strange way from his affection. He didnāt expect her to do something like that, but he should have guessed it to be one of the outcomes. He didnāt know if it was because he was a true killer, the touch of a monster, that scared her in to this reaction, or because it was just too fast? Too surprising? His touch didnāt hurt her, did it? His nails were overly sharp from the signs of being a demon, but he made sure he hadnāt scratched her. Isobu could only guess what caused such a reaction from his wife, and yet he fully understood. Ankoās stiffened back did intrigue the turtle a small bit, curious on how flexible she was compared to Orochi, but he wasnāt going to push it. Pushing it would lead this no where, even backing their relationship beyond step one, and heād rather not get in trouble with Lord Orochimaru.
Staring at Anko with his head still on her shoulder, he wasnāt sure what to do at first, but slowly moved his fully body back from her. He moved off the bed and took a few steps to be in front of her. If it was just the squeak that she had made, then he probably would have kept kissing her in a cutesy manner, but it was difficult to hide fear. He didnāt know her full story, he doubted she would tell him regardless as he wouldnāt tell her his full story either, but from what he knew and experienced from Orochimaru.. it must have been hell growing up as his student. He looked down at her for a moment, curious if she would be even look at him after such a noise, but he only have her a surprised look still. Not out of pity, but confusion and curiosity. He wanted to know more. He wanted to know herā¦Ā
Holding out his hand, he wasnāt going to let her deign this one last request for the day/night whatever time it was, they had been cooped up for too long. If she didnāt come, he was going to have to leave for at least a day to get some movement going. Ā Ā āCome on. Letās go..āĀ
āāāāāā hey guys!! so, this is actually a really personal milestone for me because itās the first time iāve had this many on anyĀ blog of mine; mainly because iām always too shy to branch out, so to get this far is really, really incredible to me. iāve met so many amazing people and really come out of my shell, and even when things were bad, iāve always felt so at home here. i want to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart for following me and sticking around. it means the world to me to have made it this far, especially on a blog that i care so much about. thank you.
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āāāāāā these are the people i talk to day in & day out and feel like i have really gotten close to !!!
The hair braiding was a nice, relaxing activity. She'd managed a whole ten minutes without some awful scathing remark. They might be moving out of the enemies category and on to... Acquaintances.
Was this really what the marriage life style was like? Ignore each other whenever possible, say things to make the other person feel like shit the whole time, or just make the other personās life hell? What did it even mean to be bound to someone, ātill death-do-us-partā, anyway? Did the bond of a stupid piece of paper mean that they could never leave one another or have any real meaningful things between one another? (Couldnāt help that Iso couldnāt read) It sounded too similarly to that of a bijuu-jinchuuriki relationship for Isobu to really get into the idea of being married to a snake bitch like Anko. She was a beautiful temptress with her looks and he thought her mannerisms were attractive as well, but that attitude... she could never had made it as a jinchuuriki. This week was going to be so long, mixed with nothing but fighting and Isobuās strong desire not to just kill this wench, but for Lord Orochimaru, he was holding on the best he could. It was already Thursday of the supposed week long marriage and it seemed only now that Anko managed to have calm down enough for somethings to happen. Being an animal, regardless of being made of pure chakra, he prefer touching over words any days. Actions spoke louder than words. Perhaps it was because all their energy went into fighting, Anko spatting shit at him and him ignoring her the best he could, that the female gave into one of the turtleās ideas: braiding her hair. Purple hair was a rare one, even out of all his generations of being alive, and the desire to try to manipulate it was a strong one. Donāt ask how a bijuu managed to learn how to braid hair with all his past jinchuurikis having such short hair, except Rin..but you know.., but this was fun for the turtle. Both sitting on top of Ankoās bed, Iso slipping his fingers through her long, soft hair and finally managed to get her to take off her stupid head band. He was so half tempted to tie it around her lips, but that would quickly kill the mood if he tried something sneaky that way. For ten whole minutes, it was silence for once within the house hold, only small shuffles of a brush and his hands/fingers twisting her hair into desirable forms. He finally managed to get it how he liked it before letting go and leaning over to kiss one of her bare shoulders before resting his head on top of it to look at her reaction. Ā Ā Ā āFour more days...ā
No matter how late she stayed up, she would always awaken at seven. She could blame Naruto, for waking her up every three or so hours to feed when he was an baby. It began her odd sleeping habit, although she would always awaken restless.Ā
This day was different; not because Naruto opted to sleep over at Sasukeās home and it was a quiet house.
She stirred contently, tangled in sheets. Red strands lifted in some places as she stretched, arching her back. A soft groan emitted then a soft sigh.Ā
An emotion she hadnāt felt in four years resurfaced. As if a pressure was relieved from her shoulders. She wanted to remain where she was; Mikoto would drop off the boy a little after lunch.Ā
Her hand stretched to her side, flinching at the contact of skin. No, not from the cold touch, but at the idea of just another being beside her. The Uzumaki wasnāt all that interested in finding another since Minatoās passing. She had Naruto and that was enough, right?Ā
Dear anyone who might be having second thoughts about sending something to me with the new messenger: I am always desperate for attention. For heavenās sake, talk to me.
:: ā½ :: looks over to see one of his younger siblings there, speaking up in the quietest voice he could musterĀ āhello there, my dear younger brotherā he very much politely greets, faintly present smile there.
Isobu was confused as to why Indara was actually talking
to him. The turtle feared the first generation Uchiha more
than he feared Papa Hagoromo for two main reasons:
Hagoromo would never hurt the bijuu on purpose, and
Hagoromo would never try to control them with the sharingan..
As if it was a mistake, the bijuu turned his head to look over
at the male, almost tempted to close his only eye out of fear.
Even with him being young, Isobu still towered over Indra,
but even the bijuu had an innocent mind at one point in their
mind.Ā
Ā āH-hello Indra.. you shouldnāt be talking to me.
Ā Ā You need to watch father and your brother train..ā
The baby turtle attempted to match whispers, only to press
the tip of one of his tails to Indraās head to speak to him
through mental connection. Iso turned his attention back
to the sparing, but slowly slid himself back to excuse
himself. He didnāt have to watch, the bijuu training was
on a different level. While scooting away passed his either
other family members, he lifted his hand up to motion Indra
over. Well if he could keep up that was.
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How could anyone let something like this happen?! Even the idea of these two different beings sporting any sort of attraction towards one another was barbaric! They werenāt even the same species, let alone any where close in age, and yet the two ended up spending the night in the same bed. Bodies intertwined for the most part, but never completely broke the beautiful contact between their sweating, steamy, screaming flesh. Isobu couldnāt understand Kushinaās mind set in allowing him to actually touch her like that, and during the night he didnāt think about much any way. The bad consequences for their actions might be dealt back to both of them one day, but both bijuu and jinchuuriki were raised to live a day-by-day life style.. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā moment-by-moment.
Enjoy the little things in life when brought before them, and donāt let them pass you byā¦ this sort of thing that they did, didnāt even feel like it belonged any where near the perfect life style. But lives for jinchuuriki and bijuu alike were far from perfect. Opening one of his eyes out of habit, Iso had to force himself to open both in his human form to not give off a strange vibe among the other humans in the village. As eyes adjusted to the dim light allowed with the konochiās bed room, the bijuu attempted to piece together what had even occurred from the night before. His body felt oddly lighter and in better shape then it had been in weeks for some reason, but he didnāt understand why. Feeling the cold breeze hit his upper torso, the covers of the bed on his side wad kicked down below his legs but at a strange angle. Something like that was very odd, especially with it being the winter months. It was only once he paid even more attention to his body that he was forced to pull the sheets over his bare torso and clinch them to his mouth in a crazy way to warm up faster. He was beyond cold, he was numb, but was the life of a reptileā¦ needing more sheets and blankets, the bijuu attempted to pull them from being tucked under the mattress but was met with some good resistance from an unknown place. The two pillows on the bed ended up between the two love demons, and kept Iso from seeing his bed mate.Ā
Being a bijuu, Isobuās heart belonged to his jinchuuriki, Rin, but he couldnāt control his survival instincts when his body got too cold in the winter months. Any source of heat worked for the beast, and he got over a lot of shock of most of his partner choices long ago! Reaching his hand over a pillow to look at whom he brought home, or was taken home, long and silky red hair were felt by his finger tips.
Seeing it up close, that color was instantly very disheartening to see, but he really couldnāt have done what he had to her! NOT TO HER! ā¦..maybe kurama?ā¦no! thatās worse. .. Hesitant for a mere second, pushing through the freezing chill in the air, iso forced himself up and leaning against the pillows for suppprt to properly eye his midnight affair. And affair it was. He almost became as white as a sheet, but staring at those stunning violet eyes for a moment caused a calming effect for the three tails. Kushina, along with Minato and Rin really were the only human beings that he trusted on the planet, and like the night before, he didnāt care of the consequences.Ā Ā āSo..?ā Isobu repeated what the woman said with a gentle, soft tone and gave a small smirk. This was dangerous territory, but isobu felt a small, okay huge, surge of emotions roll over him as he kept staring. The red head kept the sheet to about neck length to cover her body as well from the cold, but even so, any marks were probably long but healed by the powerful kyuubi chakra, and iso didnāt have any desire to see Kushina naked again. Readjusting his side of the sheets and moving the pillows between the two, isobu pressed his body against his temporary human partner. The feeling of flesh upon flesh was still a foreign feeling, but he was really enjoying the warmth from Kushinaās body and the soft sensation of his hand guiding over various parts of her under the sheets. He was quick to wrap and embrace the jinchuuriki into his arms with his pressed right under her neck, even giving a few nuzzle motions in response to the heat she gave off.
āKushina..ā Sanbi let out a small, but very content sigh from the amount of comfort he was experiencing at the moment. He didnāt want it to end and no words could accurately describe it either. Was this just a dream? Reaching his hand around to place it upon Kushinaās back side and placing the other to lie over her hip area, the bijuu lifted his head to look at Kushina even better. Ā Ā āI-I like this.. ā
diiiiiiibs (not that we've even done anything yet no).
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[( I donāt care if we ever rp together, (WE WILL and Iām working on our starter), but just having you there to talk to and being able to actually fill my Haku love is sooo important to me! Haku was my favorite Naruto character growing up and same for Zabuza, I imprinted on him when I was 13 and even when he passed away, he was still a hero for me to look up to! You are able to make me feel soo happy with every amazing post for the beautiful ice maiden (Ha) and there is nothing you could do to make him better! I really appreciate your blog and really appreciate ya taking time to actually plot with me! Iām so excited for the future of our characters! Thank you for beingmy friend! )]
