“No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.” ( Momma Kin and babby Shio 👀)
Delightfully Domestic Starters | Kintsugi
It had started that morning with a light cough. Something that could have easily been dismissed by either of the two adults in their home. Sure Kintsugi had felt the tad bit of warmth too but that still wasn’t going to stop her from getting up for the dag. Even though she would like to stay in bed she also didn’t want to risk Shibi forcing medication on her. Yet sadly she, and her husband, had both made the vital mistake of allowing one of the children to sleep with them the night before. Which meant that the smallest movement was sure to awaken them. Which was a proven fact when she tried to sit up and a head of messy dark hair arouse with her. “Mama?” It asked with a small voice. Why did they allow this again? This was going to make getting ready for the day hard. They tugged on her arm and asked again. “Mama?” Kintsugi looked downwards, a tired small on her face only to be interrupted by a cough. Causing that little ball of hair to jump up, nearly knocking over the other person in the bed onto the floor, and dramatically point at her. “You’re sick!” “Ah, No! I’m fine Shiori! I promise.” She tried to assure. Not wanting any more commotion to alert her partner. “Let’s get up okay? We can go have pancakes with your brothers okay, just be quiet, okay?” Voice a raspy hush. There was no need to cause a commotion after all. Shiro refused and began to tug at her arm some more. Trying to force her down. It was almost cute in a way. This small child trying to make her, the grown adult, fall asleep. “No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.“ The determination of him got to her, it was just too cute. She laid back down, holding back a giggle as he covered her with the blanket. Tugging as much away from the now half awake man that laid on the other side. “Huh?” Shibi slowed blinked awake at the feeling of the it. “What? What’s going on?” He grumble, lifting up the sleep mask he wore only to turn and see the small boy tugging at the rest of the blankets. “Shiro? When did you get- Kin, when did?” She was about to talk only for the rest of the blankets to be tossed upon her. “I’m in charge! Mama is sick! So I have to take care of her!” Shiro replied. Shibi looked between the two, sighed, got up and went to their bathroom. “I’m getting the medicine, orange or cherry?” Kintsugi hated being sick, but at least now she had her own in house doctor?
"I wanted to wish you a happy valentines day. The reason is because I suddenly had a memory of saying it to mom. I thought you'd like to hear it too." (2 shibi from the good son shino B>)
That’s all?
Shibi gave a calm nod of acknowledgement. He had seemingly forgotten the holiday was coming up even with the usual constant reminders from the village buzz. Even so the event hadn’t meant much to him in ages now. After all his wife had passed and the holiday this season was mostly meant for romantic loves. Which he hadn’t had since her.
There was so many memories he had with the woman.
And to some extent he still didn’t want to discuss her to their son. No matter how much time had passed, no matter the seconds or years that have gone. He just wasn’t ready to talk. He wasn’t sure he would ever be ready.
“Happy Valentine’s to you as well.” Cocking his towards the left Shibi attempted to change the subject. “How was your recent mission?”
It’s long because I added quite a few ships for some reasons??? I didn’t add all my ships but I added a few for this blog.
13. is it hard for them to talk about their feelings openly with each other? if so, is there any way that can be resolved, even in the slightest?
Shibi | Yoshino - Yes, yes it truly is so terribly hard for the two to freely communicate their feelings with one another. Because on one hand they can’t be open about their relationship. On the other neither are very good with communication in the first place.
One of them needs to grow more, to learn what love really means. The other needs to remember what and who they’re dealing with in the first place.
Otherwise learning to open up is the only other way. And they just can’t.
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Shibi | Kintsugi - Not necessarily no. The two grew up together, although it is often her who brings it up, they both put in their fare share. They’re adults and they know one another like no other.
There has only ever been one fight that nearly ended it though. It was about Torune and root.
They eventually came to a stand still- opting to never talk about it again for the safety of each other.
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Yoshino | Kintsugi - It’s a ride to say the least. Kintsugi is open and Yoshino is- well she’s closed off for the most part. Which can become dangerous in its own right. Kintsugi wants to talk about it and Yoshino just wants the blame dumped on her so it can be over with. And so she can be right, that she doesn’t deserve love.
Eventually though Kintsugi has to just stop everything and apologize.
Really they just need to get to know one another better.
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Shikaku | Kintsugi - Varies. They both have their secrets but I say they at least talk somethings out. Although I do see them having a few loud arguments.
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Nobu | Neka - It’s definetly a challenge. He doesn’t trust her feelings are true despite loving her so. It’s mostly because of the fact of the arrange marriage and her endless willingness to serve her clan. Then there’s the whole him not getting how asexuality works. Which often leads to its own arguments.
He could learn to get over himself I think and learn how to stop finding other ways to show he cares to her and just give her the occasional hug.
Really he’s the main problem. Otherwise they probably could work better.
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Nobu | Hana - They talk about it certainly. Hana is rather clear minded, Nobu is willing to listen.
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Khünbish | Yoshino - Yeah. They don’t necesarily discuss their emotions but also it’s a different era, different time. He values what she has to say despite her position and the fact she’s a woman. There’s such a vast amount of respect and love there between them that it almost doesn’t matter?
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Hinata | Sai - They talk. It’s rare for the two to argue since they both have learned how to communicate with one another.
16. do either of them have a special item (an article of clothing, a necklace, a book) that they use when they miss the other? if so, what is it? what do they do with it (read, wear, look at, smell)?
Shibi | Yoshino - Sort of, they can’t necesarily be open about their relationship with each other to the world so they have their small objects. Shibi keeps a small feather that reminds him of her. Brushing it on occasion. While she has a small threaded bead she’ll occasionally fumble with in her hands.
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Shibi | Kintsugi - Yes, they do. Shibi has a chain necklace she made for him. He wears their weddings rings on it and when he’s really missing her he’ll press the ring to his lips. Because he often kissed her hands instead of her lips. Otherwise he’ll just fiddle with it depending on where he’s keeping it at the time.
She would say it was her wedding ring he made if anyone asked. But in reality it’s an old ninja pack he doesn’t use anymore. She reuses it as a slight purse or work belt. Mostly she fumbles with the latch that’s begun to wear away slightly from use. It has scratches and dents all over. She loves the feel on her fingers though, it’s like his hand is right there.
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Yoshino | Kintsugi - Yes! Kintsugi has this one jacket that Yoshino loves greatly. Stealing it every chance she gets. It’s become like a comfort jacket every time she wears it. Not like Kintsugi is mad about it though. Her girlfriend is super cute in it after all.
Kintsugi though uses a teapot Yoshino got her for her birthday one year. Which is weird. But every time she makes tea with it she’s reminded of how much Yoshino loves her and it brightens her day up a little more. It sweetens the tea up a bit more.
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Shikaku | Kintsugi - Yeah. He has this one sweater she likes that smells like him no matter how she washes it. She’ll usually wear in to bed when he’s not there. Snuggling up in it while he’s away otherwise, especially if it’s been a rough day.
He on the other hand has a wooden bracelet she made him. A “manly” design she would say. But there’s dents in the beads where she designed them. Sometimes in a mindless thought he’ll just roll them around in his fingers.
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Nobu | Neka - Kind of. Neka loves the smell of the baked goods he’s made, but there’s a particular one she likes most and if she smells it. Why, it’ll remind her of him for days. It’s matcha powder. He’d use it dumplings and such, It isn’t often he’ll use it though. But when he does it’s usually special and he’s usually happy.
Nobu though. He has a book, which may seem odd given Neka is blind, but it’s in braille. He’s tried to read it and continues to learn. But sometimes he just runs his fingers over the bumps and mumbles the words he knows. Thinking to himself of what he could do different.
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Nobu | Hana - Sometimes. Hana will play with a star shaped necklace that he use to wear. But when a job has gotten difficult she twist it along her knuckles and between her fingers. Working out the problems she has in her head as she goes.
Nobu always thinks of her whenever he smells almonds. It’s just because most dog shampoos the vets use have almonds in them. But it’s rather comforting to be cooking with them and just smell them. Immediately thinking of her in the process. It makes his food sweeter.
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Khünbish | Yoshino - Yeah? Yoshino will sometimes go to look at his weapons collection. Darting towards the swords before reaching a blade fit only for him. She goes to the scabbard almost immediately. And she traces it, she traces the knotches and belts and metalworks on the leather. When she can she’ll also clean his swords for him. Holding it tight. It’s almost like he’s there.
Khünbish has one of her fans tied to his side at all times when away. It is never used by him at all. But sometimes he’ll open it and smell some of her perfume on it still. It’ll help calm him and remind him to breath again.
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Hinata | Sai - Yes. Hinata once gifted Sai a book with pressed flowers in it. Everything needing to be known about the plant beside it in elegant hand writing on the page. Sometimes he’ll just read it and be utterly content with the world. All because he knows she’s in it.
Hinata though, she has a specific page in one of her flower books. He once painted a picture of the flower for her when she could find the actual thing. He also eventually found the real one for her. She put both on the same page. Every so often she’ll go to look and touch the page. A smile cracking on her delicate face.
@inumbratte | Send two names; one must die - Shibi?
She was already dead.
She had been dead for years now. He was still recovering from it in some way even. But to find out she was actually alive and well, now, of all places and time. It was devastating. Utterly heart wrenching.
“Be honest with me.” They swirled a glass of red wine as they spoke. “Who would you choose in this situation? Him or Her?”
But he already knew the answer. Shibi knew it before he was even asked.
“Our son is more important,” Shibi replied with an odd sentiment, “he’s always been, even before he was born he was the most important thing between the two of us.” Shibi was never one that was good with words. It’s why every action he did with his boy, every moment, he tried desperately to convey the love he felt towards him. “Why? Because-.” Words caught among each other. He wanted her back, he always would. But even with her at the tips of his fingers it could never be now.
“Because, even she had no words to describe the love she felt towards him. The importance he meant towards her, to us. And. Well. Sometimes the most important of things in this world are the smaller things. The things or people who seem like nothing to others but everything to you. And even as he grows, even when he’s taller then me, which he is now- he’ll always be our little boy.” It wasn’t hard to say. Even as his mouth began to dry with grief.
“I choose his life over a woman who’s been dead for a decade and a half. He deserves to live.” He could always see her in another life. There was a connection between the two of them unlike others he had. “And I wish to witness it for the both of us.”
They smiled a sad yet knowing smile. As if they had expected as much an answer from him. “Good.” With that they left. Their recently emptied cup of red wine sat next to a half empty bottle.
He finally took a sip from his own. A truly bittersweet thing.
The moment he saw Shino next. He hugged him as tightly as he possibly could. Letting out a slight sigh of relief.
He would need to do better. Not in another life or time. But now. He needed to be tell him more about her.
Indeed they would be. If not just to signify the changing of a year but to announce a change of an era. Things were to change in the coming month. His son would take over the duties of clan head. Leaving Shibi to mostly sit back and give the occasional advice when his son asked.
It was in some sense a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach to do it.
Shibi trusted his boy, he raised him after all and he knew Shino was truly capable of anything he set his mind to. But doing next to nothing after years of service drew him near mad. Not even occupying himself with gardening could help and Shino deserved to have the chance to lead the family. He had been groomed for it after all.
Shino’s mother, bless her soul, would have probably convinced him years prior to hand it over sooner. But she wasn’t here. So he held on a little longer. But now his time was over.
“Don’t go easy on him.” Voice thick in seriousness yet quiet as a spring breeze. Shikamaru had to know not to go easy on his boy. “Let him fail and learn, that is how we had done it before you.” Shibi and Shikaku may not have gone easy on each other but when it came to it. They held each other up despite their differences. And he could only hope the same for their boys.
He breathed in deep the fiery toxic smoke that would once again plagued his lungs. The main source of stability he had found in many of tiring times. So many tiring times. The warm cigarette giving him something to pass his anxious thoughts from his mind to thick air he could exhale out.
But the new year was coming and he needed to learn to accept the change.
“Mmm, happy new year young stag.” He blew out some smoke, giving a timely pause. Just to watch as his tedious thoughts slowly went away with the smoke. It was going to be rough. But they could make it.
