The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
Notes: I definitely haven’t written seven pages yet, so I’m doing the first page.
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Her last efforts are green, yet the faint glow of her hands disappears too soon and she is left with terror, an arduous ache.
“Mama,” she chokes, desperate tears fusing with sweat and rain. “Mama, I –I need you! I can’t leave!”
She howls at no one except the moon and even he does not offer condolences. After all, why should an ethereal being glance upon her when many gasping, withered, mortals gaze upon him? When she only has her marred flesh to offer?
Visions of scraped knees, kunai wounds, and relentless fevers flicker beneath her faltering lids, all blessed with vows. It is then Sarada realizes her Mama’s absence has never ingrained a memory. Sakura has heeded every toothless whimper and every not-so-concealed wince surrendered from her daughter’s lips.
i had originally wanted to actually do each and every single prompt but i had literally no time so i did this instead. and this was supposed to be a one sentence kind of thing but that didn’t work out either.
[o1| MATCHMAKER]
"i like ship you guys."
"w-what?"
"like, if you ever date, have sex, get married, have kids, i'll declare them all holidays."
"naruto."
[o2| no filter]
"fuck this!"
"sakura."
"fuck that!"
"that's then twentieth time you've cursed," he drawls.
"and fuck you, too!"
[o3| carnival]
"cotton candy is like the superior carnival treat!"
"sure," he drawls, "if you like the idea of eating cavities on a stick."
it goes silent between them for a few minutes, and sasuke sighs deeply, an apology ready on his tongue as he turns to her.
only to find her eyes narrowed on his form before she shoves her entire treat in his mouth.
[o4| the games we play]
an easy target.
she was supposed to be a god damn, easy target and he's finding himself playing cat and mouse with her.
he sighs as he inspects the warehouse she had mentioned in one of her calls, only to find it empty, save for a sticky note on one of the doors.
"it isn't nice to eavesdrop, better luck next time, sasuke-kun! - SAKURA"
[o5| test]
"when's her birthday?"
"march 28."
"correct," naruto nods, "favorite color?"
"...pink?"
there is a beat of silence as naruto stares at him before he opens his mouth more.
"oh my god, it's red, you fucking ignoramus," naruto scoffs, "you fail."
"i didn't ask you to quiz m-"
"you fail," naruto waves dismissively, "go on, get out before i kick you out!"
"don't kick me out of my own home!"
[o6| skin deep]
"my feelings are not a joke!"
he stares at her for a long while, not saying anything, or giving her any indication as to what he's currently thinking.
"i have never once thought they were," he finally says, slowly.
"i don't need love that's only skin-deep," she cries loudly, "i want real love."
he takes one step forward, his hand reaching for hers as he continues to stare at her quietly, and sakura finds herself speechless at the soft look that's taken over his features.
"and you have it," he finally says clearly.
[o7| mortality]
this is what it feels like to have it all only for everything to crumble down into meaningless pieces.
she had fallen like he knew she would, after all, he's lived through too many lifetimes to not know what is to come next.
he holds her tightly, refusing to cry, refusing to give in to the urge to bury his face into her neck and breathe her in once more.
this, he realizes, is what hell must be like.
[o8| mission impossible]
"i'm not having kids as part of some stupid mission."
"oh, i see," kakashi murmurs, " well, look at that, this just became an s ranked mission."
"this is extortion!" sasuke snarls.
"don't give me that," kakashi smirks, "if all the hickies i've seen on our sweet, little sakura are any indication, then i'd say you're halfway done, yes?"
"we're not having this conversation," sasuke snaps, turning sharply.
"i can let you borrow icha icha," kakashi offers.
"fuck off."
[o9| trauma]
his nightmares come and go once the war is over.
each and every time it happens, he shoots up, face sweaty, eyes wide, and sometimes she can see hear him crying.
and sakura knows that sasuke is healing, she knows that he still has demons he hasn't been able to shake off.
so, she holds him tightly and runs her hands through his locks softly, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear as he holds her close.
and she promises she'll make it better.
[o10| haircut]
her hair is shorter, he muses, like when they were children.
he remembers how she had liked it long, how she had willingly cut it in order to save him and the dobe.
a small sacrifice for their life.
sighing softly he fingers the ends of it, watching as she turns to him with wide eyes and a blush on her cheeks.
"sasuke-kun," she murmurs.
"your hair," he says.
"my hair?"
"i like it short."
[o11| graduate]
he had made anbu.
she wasn't sure why the news had made her heart sink, she should be happy he's trying his best to correct all his wrongs.
but anbu members carry a higher risks, they take longer missions, their survival rate is much lower than a standard shinobi's.
and that makes her uneasy.
"congratulations," she murmurs, watching him as he walks towards her.
"hn."
"be safe," she whispers, "and come home, okay?"
he nods his head once and sakura watches as he opens his arm in invitation, she smiles as she clings to him, breathing him in.
"i'll always come back home to you."
[o12| white flag]
"this war," she frowns, "end it."
"that would require you to surrender, princess," he smirks.
"i won't be giving up my kingdom, or my people," she snarls.
"fine," he shrugs, "if a war is what you want then i shall continue on as i've planned."
"sasuke," she clutches the ends of her dress, "please."
"i'm listening," he taunts.
"i'll do anything," she whispers.
"you'll marry me, then," he smirks, "you'll marry me and become my queen."
and that's all it takes for her heart to stop beating.
[o13| 2AM]
"i want to be with you," he says.
sakura blinks, eyes wide as he cages her against the fence behind her, his face mere inches from her own.
"it's 2 am, you're drunk," she says quickly.
his eyes bore into hers and sakura finds it hard to breathe when he looks at her so intently.
"i don't need to be drunk to know i love you," he says firmly.
[o14| hunger]
sasuke remembers how hard his life was after the uchiha massacre.
he remembers how he always came home to a darkness, no one to greet him, no one to tell him that food was ready for him to eat.
no family, all alone.
he enters his home, slipping off his shoes and hanging his cloak, and bag before making his way into the kitchen.
he watches as his wife places a dish full of food on the table, sarada helping set up the table before they take notice of him.
"welcome home, sasuke-kun," sakura says, "dinner is ready."
"welcome home, papa, let's eat!"
he smiles, "aa."
[o15| eye of the storm]
it is nice, she thinks.
to sit in front of the fireplace with a warm cup of cocoa in her hands, her daughter sitting in between herself and her husband.
rain falls outside quickly, and every now and then they can hear the thunder in the distance, signaling that it's nearing.
"this is nice," she voices.
"i'm sleepy," sarada yawns, handing her empty cup to her papa.
"i am, too," sasuke murmurs.
"me, too," sakura agrees.
sasuke takes her cup, too, placing it aside as they settle themselves under the various blankets they had brought.
and that's how they fall asleep, together, warmed up by the fire, waiting for the storm to end.
[o16| "even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise"]
his redemption is filled with darkness.
there is nothing happy, he knows, about correcting many of the sins he had committed in the past against everyone who cared for him.
he does not smile, does not allow himself to enjoy the moment, for this is a mission, after all, a mission to figure himself out, and to correct every one of his wrongs.
but when it's time to go home, he finds that there is a long streak of light that leads him towards konoha.
and when he reaches the gates, he spots her standing there, a large smile on her lips as she watches him carefully.
she is the light in his dark world, he muses, it's always been her.
"welcome home," she breathes out.
he takes her in, a small smile on his lips, "i'm home."
[o17| raw]
he is tired of the empty smiles and the carefully drawn distance.
he is tired of sakura trying to act like she isn't sad, like there isn't disappointment lingering in her eyes when she stares at him.
he's tired of her masking her anger.
so he pushes, he pushes, and pushes until she snaps, whirling around to hit him square in the chest.
she cries, and he watches as she yells and yells about how much he hurt her, how much he broke her heart.
"i'm sorry," he says when she finishes, wrapping his arm around her, as he buries his face into her neck.
"that doesn't fix anything," she whispers brokenly.
"i know," he murmurs, "it doesn't have to because i will."
i'll fix this mess.
[o18| out of the woods]
waiting is tiring, sakura thinks.
she is standing at the village gates, her eyes set firm on the entrance, trying her best to quell the excitement that bubbles inside of her.
waiting is very tiring, she thinks.
and then she feels the careful hum of his chakra not far in the distance and she straightens as she watches his figure appear.
waiting is oh, so, very tiring, she thinks.
and when she welcomes him home and he gives her a soft smile, a smile she knows he holds only for her, she can't help but smile brightly.
waiting is oh, so, very, incredibly tiring but, for him, she thinks, for him, she'd wait a lifetime if she had to.
[o19| blood]
sakura is busy working on a few files in her office when her (obviously deranged) husband barges in, katana in hand.
"sarada will not date the spawn of the she devil," sasuke snarls, "i will never allow it."
"inojin," she corrects, "is a very nice boy, ino raised him nicely."
"i'll kill him," sasuke states firmly.
sakura arches a brow as she stares at her (crazy) husband, watching the blood lust that swirls in his mismatched eyes.
"sasuke-kun, it's just lunch," sakura sighs
"that's it, i knew you wouldn't see reason," sasuke frowns, "i will see you back home."
and then in the blink of an eye he's gone, leaving behind no trace of him even being there in the first place.
sakura sighs, lifting up her office phone to inform her receptionist that she would be leaving early.
lest she want her husband to wind up in jail for killing someone.
[o20| anniversary]
it's on their first anniversary of marriage that she surprises him.
she had been struggling for something to give him for their first year, something special, but she had been unable to find something that expresses her feelings correctly.
"i'm pregnant," she whispers softly.
he drops the gift in his hands then, eyes wide as he stares at her carefully, "you are?"
she nods her head, a small smile on her lips,"are you happy?"
he hugs her then, his arm wrapping around her tightly, "you make me happy."
[o21| midlife crisis]
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[o22| baby shoes]
they are small, pink, and soft.
he had spotted them in the land of tea, where they had stopped for a couple of days.
sakura smiles when he shows them to her, "perfect, for our sarada."
he nods, placing his hand on her stomach, "for sarada."
in hopes that you'll take big steps and go far.
[o23| plural]
sasuke has always been used to being by himself.
his family all dead, it always just him, alone.
he watches as sakura holds their newborn daughter in her arms, a large smile on her lips.
"hi sarada," she says softly, "i'm your mama."
he looks carefully at the small child, their child.
she is beautiful, he muses, his coloring's and his wife's looks.
"and this," she smiles looking up at him, "is your papa."
sasuke stares at the small girl for a little while before he leans into his wife, lifting his hand to rub his thumb across sarada's small forehead.
"nice to meet you," he murmurs, "i've been waiting a long time for you."
and when her small lips curve into a very small smile sasuke can't help how his heart swells inside of him.
"thank you," he whispers, pressing a kiss to his wife's forehead, "thank you for giving me the world."
[o24| day trip]
sarada is excited.
papa doesn't really like going too far, he says he's seen the world already, seen everything he needs to, all he wants is to stay home now.
but he had told her that he'd take her and mama to the beach this weekend.
sarada takes in the vast ocean and grins widely, knowing that today will be a very exciting, very fun day.
and it is.
together they all collect sea shells, and sarada looks through all of them and picks out which shell she will give, and who will get it.
they build large sand castles, and even go swimming for a bit.
mama serves them lunch at noon, and they all eat together on the large blanket mama had brought for them.
and when it's time to go, mama holds on of her hands and papa holds the other.
"did you have fun?" mama asks.
she nods her head as they head for the car, "lots!"
mama smiles as she places all their things in the trunk and papa helps her into her car seat, telling her to not fidget so much so he could buckle her in.
today was fun, she muses, and she can't wait for another trip.
[o25| "plant your trees, watch them grow"]
sasuke and sakura watch their daughter.
she is standing in front of everyone proudly, grinning from ear to ear as she looks on towards the villagers.
their little girl had grown up, she had accomplished her dream.
she had become the hokage.
they watch as she holds onto her hokage hat, waving at everyone as they all cheer for her loudly, as proud of her as her parents are.
"she has grown up well," sasuke murmurs.
sakura nods, "we did well, didn't we?"
he nods, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, "we did."
[o26| boarding school]
"and that's how you solve it," she says.
sasuke nods, brow arched as he looks at her neat handwriting.
to be honest, sasuke doesn't really need her help in math, he's got this stuff memorized like the back of his hand.
but she's pretty, he muses, and if this gets him a few extra minutes with her, he'll take it.
he watches as she begins to pack her things, telling him about their oncoming test and how she made him a neat study guide for him to follow.
but sasuke is only half listening.
"i know this stuff," he says.
"i'm glad you understood the lesson," she smiles brightly.
"no, i've always understood," he snorts.
"what?"
he rolls his eyes before grabbing her by the collar of her school shirt, bringing her in until her face is centimeters apart from his.
"do you understand?" he asks.
she blinks before nodding slowly and he smirks before he pulls her the rest of the way, his lips crashing against hers firmly.
[o27| social media]
"he liked your photo."
"you were in it," sakura rolls her eyes, "maybe he liked you."
"no, that's not it," ino shakes her head, "i did investigating, he's liked all of them."
"it means nothing," sakura snorts.
"he likes you," ino smirks, "i'm sure of it."
sakura snorts, looking down at her instagram, surely it was only a coincidence that sasuke happened to like every single photo of her, selfie or otherwise.
"maybe, he's that kind of person who likes everyone's pictures," sakura defends.
"you do realize that he only follows you and naruto, right?"
"so?"
"naruto's pictures never get a like from him."
she blinks, suddenly surprised, "o-oh."
[028| through the wardrobe]
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[029| superheroes]
sasuke has never really thought of himself as the good guy.
he has always had good intentions, he knows, but that never means that those intentions were not handled without some measure of evil.
but she, she makes him want to be good, she makes him want to save the world.
even if he cares little for it.
he watches her carefully, the way her pink hair sways in the wind and he wonders what it truly means to be the 'good guy'.
to be someone's superhero.
but when he mentions this to her she laughs softly before she looks out towards the large city.
"you don't have to be everyone's superhero," she murmurs.
"but i-"
"just mine."
[o30| dystopia/apocalypse]
she is the only one who does not bend at his will.
he has always made it so everyone followed him, so that everyone feared and respected who he is and what he does.
so, they know that he is their ruler and there is no one who'd change that.
he watches as she stands before him, she wears the same outfits he has all the women in the city wear, but what's different about her is the fire in her eyes.
"you will stop the riots," sasuke drawls, watching her from his seat, "or i shall kill you."
"kill me then," she snarls, "kill me."
he smirks, telling his guards to step away from her as he stands, walking towards her in slow steps.
"that fire in your eyes," he drawls, cupping her chin tightly, "i will extinguish it."
[o31| reincarnation]
he has watched her through lifetimes.
she has shattered worlds, broken barriers, conquered and thrived.
and each and every single time she is always the one he falls for, even if it's hopeless, even if he knows she'll only wither away.
she is a doctor now, sophisticated, sure of herself, headstrong.
and sasuke is now a large company owner, and just like every lifetime she has lived before this one, he finds her, and he falls.
"you are strange," she says one day.
"why is that?" he asks, watching as she turns to him.
"you look at me as if you've known me forever," she smiles, "as if you've loved me forever."
he blinks, surprised at her comment, and he watches as she blushes brightly, looking down at the ring on her finger.
"i have," he murmurs.
"sasuke?"
"i have loved you forever," he admits firmly.
[any mistakes will be fixed when i return home, thanks for reading]
Thanks so much for answering my request and writing that fanfic!!! :D very few authors do that and that makes u all the more amazing!! ^_^ Isnt this your main blog or url?? (sorry i m new so dunno all the terms) thanks for providing such goodness!!!
haha, it was no trouble at all c: and no, this is a sideblog, which is why i’m never really on here!! thank you so much for your kind words c:
OhmyGod ohmyGod!!!! Aaah I absolutely positively lovveee ur fanfictions and writing!! i have fallen in love with them!! <3 <3 plz dont stop ever u amazing person!!! I d like one about team seven robbing the same place! naruhina+sasusaku 4lyf ^_^
thank you, this is a very kind message and i appreciate your support ♥
as for your request, here you go:
(i will apologize however, because there is slight more ss than nh)
“shut it, idiot.”
sasuke grumbles as he continues to move forward, ignoring naruto’s insults for the sake of completing his given task.
“there you are,” he grins, walking towards the room.
the room is empty save for the one item on display placed right dab in the middle of it all.
he is excited, after all, he has been searching high and low for this object.
and once he has it in his possession he can take it right over to his father and brother and prove them wrong.
his eyes greedily take in the way the light shines upon the treasured piece, the beautiful amulet worth more than his entire existence.
“hey, sasuke!”
sasuke looks at naruto and grunts, “hn.”
“wouldn’t it be funny if we got caught in some trap,” naruto laughs, “like in those movies!”
sasuke snorts, rolling his eyes as he makes to step inside the room.
however, once his foot hits the tiled floor of the exhibit, there is a loud noise followed by red beams bouncing this way and that.
sasuke snarls, looking at naruto who is twisted this way and that in order to avoid any direct contact with the lasers.
“look at that,” he laughs nervously, “it happened.”
sasuke quells his anger, deciding it best to ignore him and look around for a possible way to get out of such a sticky situation.
short minutes pass before he hears the faint click clack of heels.
“wow, look at that hinata, this exhibit looks quite interesting.”
sasuke tenses, that voice, he knows it too well.
it’s the same voice that has haunted his dreams, as well as his nightmares, for the past year.
“sakura,” he growls under his breath.
“hinata-chan!” naruto grins, waving his hand.
sasuke snarls, turning to give naruto the nastiest glare he can muster.
leave it to the idiot to not realize the position they are in, only he would fraternize with the enemy.
“naruto-kun,” hinata gasps, “are you okay?”
naruto chuckles, “i’m fine!”
“that’s good,” she says softly.
“ehehe,” naruto grins, “i’ve missed you.”
“i have too,” the shy girl admits softly, her cheeks staining bright red.
sasuke snarls, “naruto.”
naruto flinches, suddenly remembering the situation.
“oh yeah, sorry.”
sasuke sighs, turning to look at sakura carefully.
he hasn’t seen her in two months, given that they stopped talking after their supposed ‘fling’.
“well, hinata,” sakura grins, “looks like there could be lasers involved.”
“fuck you,” sasuke snarls.
“be careful, sakura-chan,” naruto warns, “they can fry you in an instant!”
“what do you even want with the amulet?” sasuke asks annoyed.
“seriously, what a coincidence,” she laughs softly, “who would’ve thought we’d rob the same place at the same time.”
“don’t ignore my question,” he snaps.
sakura sighs, rolling her eyes, “it’s worth a lot.”
“you’d never really cared about the money,” he points out.
“well i do now,” she shrugs, “tell me, hina-chan, how do we get this baby out?”
the shy girl opens a small tablet, punching something in as she aims it towards the lasers, she points at the small screen and sakura nods her head every once in a while.
“seems easy enough,” sakura admits.
“it’s cause hinata-chan is smart!” naruto grins.
“shut up, naruto,” sasuke snarls.
sakura rubs her gloved hands together as looks at the beams carefully.
sasuke frowns as he watches her raise her hands before she begins to flip this way and that until she has reached the glass case.
he curses under his breath, damn her gymnastics background, damn it right down to hell.
"alright, hinata-chan, pass me the laser, please!”
he watches as hinata bends down, sending the small golden device her way before straightening up.
“sakura-chan we have five minutes.”
“that’s enough time,” she grins, turning to the case.”
sasuke curses, knowing that that means the guards have been alerted of their little plan.
“teme!”
he looks at naruto, “what?”
“the switch, it’s over there!”
sasuke looks to where naruto’s finger points and growls, he just needs to reach it.
but before he even has a plan to get that to happen, hinata rushes over and switches them off herself.
naruto lets out a loud breath of relief as he falls towards the ground, giving a loud ‘thank you’.
sasuke however has other plans, straightening up he looks back towards the pinkette who is running towards hinata.
he steps before her, cutting her path off.
“move over,” she snarls, “in case you forgot there are guards coming over here.”
“the amulet,” he says firmly.
she snorts, “what’s a guy like you want with this?”
“that is none of your business,” he grunts.
“look, i’m a hurry,” she sighs, “move.”
he watches as she places the expensive amulet into her bag, pushing past him and rushing towards her partner.
“sasuke,” naruto runs towards him.
“we’re getting that blasted thing,” sasuke says firmly.
he rushes off, leaving naruto behind to grunt and groan about having to partake in a chase when he was almost fried.
he chases her until he finds her outside.
and when she’s within reach he jumps right on top of her sending her to the ground with a small ‘umph’.
“the amulet,” he says firmly, “give it to me.”
“not going to happen,” she snarls, “i need this.”
“i need it more,” he snaps, “give it to me.”
her emerald eyes narrow on his form, and he tries to quell the attraction he feels for her at the sight of her angry and beneath him.
“my client is paying good money,” she explains, “i won’t be giving it to you.”
“sakura,” he warns.
she struggles underneath him for a few seconds before she uses her legs to send him on his back.
she straddles him then, looking down at him with a smirk on her lips.
“sasuke,” she taunts.
she pins his arms down with her thighs and he snarls at how restricted she has made him.
she holds up the amulet for him to see, “this is mine.”
“sakura,” he snarls, “give me the amulet.”
“no can do,” she smiles, “itachi-san paid good money to have this delivered to him.”
sasuke frowns at the mention of his brother.
he should’ve known the ass would try to interfere with his mission one way or another.
leave it to him to get sakura involved.
“i’ll deliver it myself,” he tells her.
“sakura-chan, we must go,” hinata tells her.
“leave em’, hinata-chan, they’re gonna take forever,” naruto says, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
“i’ve got it hinata-chan,” sakura smiles at her, “don’t you worry.”
“okay,” the girl smiles, looking up at naruto.
“do you guys need space?” naruto asks, “cause if you do we’ll be like over there.”
and then he’s leading his girlfriend away and sasuke has to make a quick reminder to kill him once he kills sakura.
“i won’t play this petty game with you,” sasuke snarls up at her.
“no?” she laughs, “that’s too bad.”
“get off me,” he snaps.
“fine, but you better not attack me,” she huffs.
she moves away from him and smiles, “better go get my partner, excuse me.”
he holds her wrist, “the amulet.”
“no,” she frowns, pushing him away, “i told you, this is mine.”
“sakura,” he warns.
sakura frowns, “fine you want it?”
he grunts, “hn.”
he watches as she lifts it up but as he swipes to get it, she lets it slip into her shirt, between her breasts and no doubt into her bra.
he gapes.
“get it.”
sasuke fingers inch to reach inside, looking down at her chest before looking up at her with a pained expression.
“but i must warn you,” she smiles sugary sweet, “if you put your hand in i’ll chop it right the fuck off.”
sasuke clenches his hand shut and looks at sakura in panic.
“well, i guess i’ll be taking my leave,” she smirks.
sasuke snarls, there is no way he’s going to go home empty handed.
so he turns her around and pushes her until they’re both on the floor.
he will fucking get his fucking amulet and he will bring himself some damn fucking honor because there is no way he’s going to show up with nothing.
so he rips her shirt open, watching as the zipper breaks on its way down.
he ignores the heat that pools in his abdomen at the sight of her black lace bra as he reaches to pull the amulet out.
“never did i think you’d waste time on a mission.”
sasuke freezes, turning to look at his brother with wide eyes, “aniki.”
“you’re quite bold,” he drawls, but sasuke knows there’s amusement laced into his words.
“it’s not what it looks like,” sasuke says quickly.
“i do hope you have enough sense to bring home the amulet after this.... mission of yours.”
thanks to all those who follow this blog and continue to do so even when i scarcely post, now that i’m finally off for summer break i do plan to get into writing some more so look forward to it (please). and once again, thank you for following me and reading my stories and reblogging/liking them! it means an awful lot and it astounds me how many followers this blog has because i didn't expect to receive much, so thank you so so much.
Could I request a daddy Chouji and Chou Chou fic? There seems to be a lack of them.
note: i agree with you, hopefully i got this right i've never written either of them before
"dad, do you think i'm.....fat?"
he looks away from the sunny sky and towards his small daughter.
she is sitting at the edge of the porch, her small legs kicking back and forth, head bowed and her gaze firm on the ground beneath them.
he's surprised, to say the least, that his daughter, his beautiful, smart, confident little daughter, feels insecure about such a thing as her body.
it takes him back, if he's honest.
"no," he answers firmly, "who on earth told you that?"
she sighs softly, "some kids at school did."
"do you believe them?"
"i don't know," she says, a frown on her lips, "sara-chan says i shouldn't pay attention, that they're just being mean, that i'm much than that, but sometimes i wonder, you know?"
he smiles, placing a hand on top of her small head.
"sarada-chan is right you know," he smiles down at her, "you are much more than what those kids make you out to be."
she tilts her head, a frown on her lips, "really?"
he nods, "you bet."
"you are smart, talented, you are kind," he starts, "you are an akimichi, and just like your mother you are beautiful exactly as you are."
her eyes widen as she blushes, a small smile forming on her lips, "just like mom?"
he nods, "so next time someone calls you fat, just remember that you're more than that."
"i'm an akimichi," she says, a grin forming on her lips, as she stands.
her small arms wrap around his neck as she hugs him tightly, and he takes a second to take it in before he wraps his arms around her.
Request; Naruto is reading some important scrolls at the dinner table and Hinata keeps distracting him
note:
i tried not to be smutty about this because my smut writing isn’t good, like at all, like i sound like an eight grader trying to sext on i.m. so please don’t ever ask for smut. like please.
EDIT: I READ THIS WRONG. I'M SORRY THE SETTING CHANGED. UGH SORRY.
naruto held in a breath.
she had walked in only fifteen minutes ago, and right from the get-go he could see it in her eyes; she had no intention of just standing by and waiting patiently today.
"um, hinata-chan, these documents are important."
she hums her reply as she stands behind him, running her hands down the length of his chest slowly, so damn teasingly slow.
breathe, he battled with himself, they have to be submitted today or shikamaru will hang you.
she moves away then in one fluid motion and he releases the breath he had been holding.
coughing he continues to write, hoping to be able to finish this today without any more….distractions.
but just as he’s about to sign his name, her lips are pressing against his neck and he can’t help but let his head fall back.
"i thought those were important," she teases softly.
he blinks up at her slowly, nodding his head once as she presses her lips against his neck once more.
"you should finish or shikamaru-kun will be mad," she whispers against his ear.
"i sh-should," he says dazedly, before blinking, bolting upright, "i mean i should, i will.”
he signs the paper before moving onto the last manilla folder, he holds his breath and hopes that his beautiful wife will allow him to finish without any more interruptions.
but he’s only half way through filling the sheet in before he feels her soft lips on the base of his throat again.
releasing a strangled moan, he fights the urge he has to slide off all this damn paperwork and teach her a thing or two about being distracting.
"are you done?" she asks.
"no," he says, meeting her lips in a gentle kiss, "you’re distracting me again."
"i’m so sorry, esteemed hokage-sama,” she whispers.
and that’s when the very thin thread of patience he had within him finally snaps, rendering him void of anything but the absolute need to make her moan that out in his ear instead.
he wastes no time in settling her on the desk, papers scattering about as he begins to pepper kisses down the column of her neck.
and just when he’s about to slip off every scrap of clothing on her body the door slams open and he’s left to gape as hinata squeaks out, burying her face in his chest.
"damn it, naruto, one day,” shikamaru grits his teeth, “can i come here one day and actually see you doing your job?”
naruto chuckles sheepishly, giving him an apologetic look, “sorry.”
"sorry doesn’t cut the three hours we now have to spend reorganizing these."
"i’ll help!" hinata offers immediately, slipping off the desk.
but before she can so much as grab another paper, shikamaru stops her, a stern look on his face, scrutinizing her carefully.
"oh no you don’t," he says, "you’ll only coax him into doing something else, kami knows naruto has no restraint and your his wife, you will wait at home for him."
naruto laughs, “no need she can-“
”i said, she will wait home,” shikamaru drawls, eyes flashing with something dangerous.
note: i was unable to help myself after seeing this cute fanart. ; from now on every himawari & narudad story will be titled as such.
himawari is nervous.
for almost two weeks she has been talking endlessly about the small event her school was hosting; a father/daughter dance.
she had been thrilled when her teacher had spoken to the girls about it, and even more thrilled at the prospect of wearing a beautiful dress.
not to mention she'd get to spend time with her tou-chan, sharing ice cream and dancing with him.
so, with her mommy's help she asked him with a pretty hand-made card, and a small flower that inojin-kun helped her pick out.
and tou-chan had smiled and said he would go.
she bounces on her bed as mommy comes out of her closet, holding up the dress they had bought together a few days ago.
the dress is beautiful, himawari had thought so the minute she had seen it hanging on the rack at the store.
it was a soft pink, with plenty of ruffles, and a small ribbon that tied to the back.
mommy smiles as she helps her get into the pretty dress, helping her smoothen it out, and tie the small ribbon at the back in a neat bow.
"do you think tou-chan will like my dress?" she asks as mommy helps her into her ruffly socks, and then places her small corsage on her wrist.
"of course he will," she smiles, "now come sit so i can fix your hair."
himawari nods excitedly as she sits before her mommy, a small mirror in hand as she waits for her mommy to start.
"do you think tou-chan will think i'm pretty?" she asks.
her mommy hums softly as she sits behind her, brushing her hair gently, "tou-chan will think you're beautiful."
"like you, mommy?"
"even more beautiful than mommy," she says, continuing to brush the short strands.
himawari giggles, looking at her reflection in the mirror as her mommy continues to fix her hair.
she's giddy with excitement, thrilled that she will finally get to spend some time with tou-chan since he's always busy running the town.
"all done," mommy says, "come on."
himawari holds onto her hand as they head down the hallway towards the front door.
once there, mommy helps her into her black mary jane's, before pulling back and examining her carefully, a large smile forming on her lips.
"you look beautiful," mommy says.
"r-really?" himawari blushes.
"a twirl," she says, twirling her finger around.
himawari giggles as she begins to twirl around as her mommy asked, her dress flowing with her as she does so.
"are we ready?"
himawari stops and watches as tou-chan approaches them, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hands.
she gasps, "tou-chan looks handsome."
her tou-chan grins, free hand running down the back of his neck in a sheepish manner.
he is wearing black dress pants, a white dress shirt with a white vest over it, and a pale pink tie that matches perfectly with her dress. an on his vest there is a same small flower as her corsage, clipped on.
his short hair, she notes, is slicked back as opposed to the way he has it normally; strands sticking every which way.
"these are for my pretty date," he says, bending down and holding the bouquet out for her.
himawari squeals as she takes them from him, hugging them tightly as she thanks him.
"they're beautiful," she gushes.
"do you wanna go?" he asks her, still crouched.
"here, i'll put these in vase in your room," mommy offers, taking the flowers from her hands.
himawari smiles timidly as she approaches her daddy slowly.
he smiles down at her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before lifting her up.
"we'll be back soon," he says, pressing a kiss to mommy's lips.
"have fun," mommy says, now leaning over to press a kiss to the top of her head.
the duo head out and himawari clings to her tou-chan much tighter.
"are you excited?" she giggles, "i'm excited, my heart is beating super fast."
he chuckles, pressing a kiss to her forehead before nodding.
"i'm always excited to spend time with my beautiful sunflower."
summary: in which kakashi gets a bit protective of his precious godchild note: this turned out a bit longer than i expected, thanks for your request. there’s vague inosara in this!
kakashi is tasked with looking after his godchild this afternoon.
sarada arrives once she is finished at the academy, coming in without much announcement.
she presses a kiss to his cheek in greeting, and sits on his lap, placing her small backpack on his desk, digging inside of it before producing four small tubs of play dough.
he watches as she begins to mold the pink play dough, shaping it to look like a dog.
"we learned how to throw shuriken today," she says.
he hums, “is that so, how did you do?”
"i hit all the marks today," she says excitedly.
he smiles behind his mask, he has never doubted that his godchild would be anything short of a genius once she got into the academy, it was a given.
"keep working hard," he says, placing his hand on top of her head.
"yes, kaka-ji."
it grows quiet once more, kakashi playing with the remains of the play dough that sarada sets aside when shaping it. however, it doesn’t take long for her break the silence.
"inojin-kun is annoying," she huffs.
kakashi stops short, watching her carefully, inojin, he knows is the child of sai and ino. he was smart, a little too good at drawing, and from what he could gather from others, inojin was ‘good looking’ according to all the little academy girls.
"why is that?" he asks.
"because," she starts, small fingers fidgeting, "he helps me all the time when we’re putting flowers together, and he helps me pick up my shuriken, and brings me pretty cosmos, but then he teases me, it’s annoying."
kakashi tenses, blood beginning to swirl with anger, and he wonders if sarada has shared this with sasuke.
"do you like inojin-kun, sara-chan?"
"well, he does make pretty bouquets," she says, looking pensive, "well, i guess i don’t mind him."
"boys are idiots, sara-chan."
"but you and papa aren’t idiots," she says, a frown on her lips.
"okay, everyone but your papa and kaka-ji are idiots," he smirks.
"all of them, sara-chan," he says sternly, "and when boys are idiots pretty girls like you must stay far away."
"papa says the same thing," she hums, "but papa says you’re also an idiot, kaka-ji, but you can’t be, you’re hokage."
"that’s right," he nods.
"does that make inojin an idiot, too?" she asks, looking slightly conflicted, "he said he was my friend, i don’t want to be friends with an idiot, sorta like bolt-kun."
"he’s the biggest idiot," kakashi smirks behind his mask as sarada begins to once again mold her clay, "you must always steer clear of him.”
"um but i-"
"and when you’re older, make sure you knock his teeth in so he doesn’t get any ideas, okay, sara-chan?"
sarada holds up her creation of a funny looking dog, nodding her head.
I just wanted to see if you do request. Then I scrolled down and saw that you do.lol. I've had this idea for a fic for a while in where hinamom goes on a mission( naruto reluctant to give) and bolt and himawari give her " lucky charms" bolt his bolt necklace and himawari a bracelet she made.
summary: be safe and good lucknote: i may have changed something along the way, hope you like it though
naruto is hesitant to give her this mission.
after all, it's a week long mission to rain, the survival rate is high, he knows, and there isn't much combat to begin with, but nonetheless he's hesitant.
hesitant because he's always had her here, right next to him and the kids.
to have her gone, that's blasphemous.
"hinata-chan, are you sure?" he asks, "if you want i can call sai up and he can take care of this."
hinata look sat him with an amused smile as she straps her weapons pouch to her waist. showing him that she hasn't changed her mind, and that to think that for one second she has is ridiculous of him.
"i'll be fine," she smiles, fixing her belt.
"it's not you i'm worried about, well i'm worried but i know you'll kick ass.should you need to," he takes a deep breath, "i'm more concerned with how you're leaving your kids to me."
"naruto-kun," she giggles, "they're your kids, too, and what could you possibly do wrong?"
"everything," he scoffs, "remember that time i had to look after sarada for like ten minutes."
"naruto-kun that was an accident," she pats his shoulder.
"an accident that could've been prevented should i had placed that book elsewhere."
"sarada-chan was, and still is a curious girl," hinata smiles, "you had no idea that she would tug on some papers and get herself hit upside the head with that thick book."
"sasuke seemed to differ," naruto counters.
"he forgave you."
"after he almost burned me alive."
"naruto-kun, you and our kids will be fine," she smiles, pressing a kiss to his lips, "i believe in you."
he sighs, pressing his lips to hers again, "fine, but hurry home."
"i will," she smiles, "i could never be away from you or the kids for too long."
"good," naruto smiles, pressing his forehead against hers.
"step aside, tou-chan," boruto grins, pushing at his dad's legs to get in between them.
"i'm saying goodbye to your mommy," naruto says.
bolt waves him off, "its our turn now, right hima?"
himawari nods her head enthusiastically, looking up at her mommy with a large smile on her lips.
"we ma-made you gi-gifts," she says cheerfully, holding up what she made for hinata to take.
hinata crouches down to their level, a large smile on her lips as she looks at her two children.
"what are these?" she asks.
"they're for good luck," bolt says, "so the bad guys can't hurt you."
"a-and so you'll c-come home su-super soon," himawari grins.
"what are they?" she asks.
"i made you a necklace," boruto grins, holding it up, hinata smiles at the mismatched beads, all of which are one single color; orange.
"a-and i ma-made a br-brace-let," himawari smiles brightly.
himawari's bracelet is a bit small, the beads are all the same size, but some aren't the same shape. and unlike boruto's hers range from all sorts of colors.
hinata smiles, "will you put them on mommy?"
bolt and himawari nod as they both place on their gifts to hinata, bolt places a large necklace around her neck, and himawari places a bracelet around her wrist.
they both look extremely proud of their gifts, and hinata can't help but smile wider as he hugs them tightly and presses her lips to their cheeks.
she stands up then, opening the door before looking back, "be good for daddy, and daddy be good, too."
"no problem," he presses a kiss to her lips, "and you be safe and good luck."
hinata smiles, bending down to press another kiss to boruto's and himawari's cheeks before waving goodbye.
orihimeichigolvr4evr reblogged your post orihimeichigolvr4evr asked:I love… and added:
No problem with that. Im very picky with the stories I read.lol. I also have a ff.net account.( which I haven’t…
oh i’m the same, if i’m not into it within the first few sentences then i can’t continue on with it, and ff.net can get tiring to go and update to be honest, you’re welcome, and thank you for your lovely compliment, i’m glad you like my writing.
Oh I read the stories you suggested. Love them. Got to say not bad. Just the kind of reading that Keeps me entertain.:-)i do suggest reading the stories of juupitire she has stories that will keep you entertained after a long day of work.
https://m.fanfiction.net/u/1120257/?a=fs
I do appreciate you conversing with me. I’m still new to this tumblr thing.
orihimeichigolvr4evr reblogged your post orihimeichigolvr4evr asked:I love... and added:
No problem with that. Im very picky with the stories I read.lol. I also have a ff.net account.( which I haven’t...
oh i'm the same, if i'm not into it within the first few sentences then i can't continue on with it, and ff.net can get tiring to go and update to be honest, you're welcome, and thank you for your lovely compliment, i'm glad you like my writing.
I absolutely love your Shiver stories for Naruhina month! They're lovely! I really love reading them! I must say that my favourite is the one of wedding planning. It was so good! You're a very talented writer! Hope I can read more of your work!!
thank you very much for reading, for the compliments and for taking time out of your day to send this, i'm glad you enjoyed my little rendition of nh month and i hope you will continue to read any future work!
