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🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair (from Ino to Itachi)

He still wasn't completely comfortable within the village, still saw the disgust and distrust in so many of the villagers eyes. After all, a pardon didn't mean he hadn’t done wrong, only that he was not to be punished for what he did. But at least a few people were willing to spend some time with him without making him feel quite as guilty. He still had plenty over the death of his clan, thank you.

Most of those who didn't seem to hate him were from his little brother's age range. Not that he minded, they were strong shinobi and deserved respect even if they were younger than him. Still, he was always a little bit awkward with them as well, not wanting to take away Sasuke's friends no matter how the younger Uchiha claimed it wouldn't happen.

Lost in his thoughts as he sipped at the tea he'd brought with him to the training grounds for lunch, he hadn't expected to be suddenly touched. Itachi was aware that Ino had found him training and asked to join him for lunch, but he'd not expected her to touch him. Eyes widening slightly, he turned his head to the right to look at the blond, oddly appreciative that she had sat on his sighted side. The movement of his head brought a flash of orange into his vision and he realized it was a flower.

He knew he should say something but...what? It was clearly a gift, so thanks were in order, but what if it had some other meaning? Flowers had never been his strongest suit as he'd been pushed towards violence and into ANBU so quickly.

Giving a tiny smile and a soft nod, Itachi gave a calm, almost flat, "Thank you."

Then looked back down to his tea cup, lifting it up for another sip.

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Haruhi wasted no time she literally leaps into Shibi's arms she missed him so much.

It had been a long mission, but Shibi hadn't really expected the overly excited welcome home. Perhaps he had been alone too long. Still, he caught her, just shifting his weight to his back foot, smiling softly. The Aburame pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head, "Tadaima"

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❛  do you know what would look good on you ? me.  ❜ - Karin to Sasuke

When he'd first met her, Karin had reminded Sasuke far too much of Sakura. And not in good ways. But these days he could at least recognize her strengths and she annoyed him quite a bit less these days. It was mainly her argumentative moments that really got to him these days, but her sudden words had struck him still.

Blinking a couple times as he tried to process her words, he could feel the tips of his ears start to warm when he finally realized what she was saying. "I'm not into one night stands." Sasuke simply didn't think he could disconnect his mind from the physical intimacy along with the emotional and didn't want to make things even more awkward because of his own hang ups.

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Karin blushes a bit before presenting Sasuke with a small box containing the homemade soaps she made herself just for him. "I know it's not much, but I wanted to make something for you cause it's your birthday and all..."

He hadn't been terribly happy to have the redhead suddenly stop him as he was heading home, but Sasuke simply raised his brow in question. Her blushing was nothing new, but the box wasn't entirely trusted. Especially when she mentioned it was his birthday; he didn't do gifts well.

Sasuke took the box, but his eyes were narrowed uncertainly at it. Did he open it in front of her? Did he pretend to like it whatever it was? Did he just hand it back to her? What was expected of him right now?

Most of the time he could convince himself that losing his family young hadn't totally screwed up his ability to socialize. Then moments like this showed up to slap the Uchiha in the face and remind him that he really didn't know how to deal with people anymore. "Thank you?" It seemed safe enough to say; though he hadn't yet opened the box.

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“please don’t stop” - Haruhi to Shibi

Whilst he was definitely not a dominant sort, even in the bedroom, Shibi did enjoy pleasuring his partner's in any way they requested of him. Or wherever the mood had taken them. And currently, that had his head buried between her thighs, his tongue sliding against her flesh as he lapped away her honey. Her pleasured cry just made him all the more happy, tongue tracing nonsensical designs across her clit before dipping lower to taste of her core again. Even with him trying to control it, his hips had started to make tiny thrusts against the mattress as he happily kept her mouth on her.

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👀 + "I would love to be dominated by you lord 4th. I want you to hold me down while I beg for more and more as you take me from behind~" - Ino to Minato

Blue eyes widened as she spoke, a flush taking over his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Logically, Minato knew that Ino was the same age as his son. However, just like with Naruto, he hadn't been around during her childhood. Now that he'd been resurrected, he wasn't completely sure how to interact with the younger generation of Shinobi; the ones who were born just before or even after his death were adults. Part of his brain glitched out because this woman was the same age as his son but he had been brought back at his prime, he was in his early twenties himself technically. He and Shikaku had spoke a little about how awkward all this was.

Of course the biggest issue he had was how enticing it did sound; she was definitely her father's daughter and carried similar beauty as Inoichi had when they were younger. "I um...I don't really know what to say..."

Even if he wanted to say yes.

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"Itachi~!" Ino happily came over to him. "I made you a cake for your birthday! It's a mango cake, I hope you enjoy it!"

Jumping slightly at his name being called, only because he'd been quite invested in his book at the moment, Itachi looked up at the blonde with a slight smile. "Thank you, Ino, I'm sure I'll enjoy it," The Uchiha did enjoy sweet things quite a bit; and fresh baked goods were some of the best.

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A Bit of Anxiety {C}

Continued from here

That smirk and question didn't do anything to soothe Naruto in the slightest and he let go of the older man's shirt and took a step back. Swallowing down the way Itachi's response caused the anxiety his dream had started to increase, he ducked his head a bit, gaze dropping from the Uchiha's. "Sorry, don't worry about it."

He drew in a deep breath before raising his head, eyes closed and mouth hosting a wide grin as his hands curled into fists at his side. "Nothing important, just a dream...." He forced a rough chuckle. "I guess I'll just go..." Not that he managed to even turn about to face the door let alone actually leave.