Naruto Oc week day 2!
Photograph | Friendship
Short fic + art at the end
Fic warnings: some swearing and mention of alcohol, mention of a character's deadname
It all started with a dumb joke about baby pictures.
Hidan, Keiharu, and Deidara had been hanging out at a bar in Ame, near the Akatsuki base. They had just been joking around, and the topic of lost records came up. Things from their old lives, like old toys, favorite childhood books, and of course, baby pictures.
“It's a damn shame that I won't ever get to see little you, blondie.” Keiharu teased, nudging Deidara's foot under the table. A blush rose to his cheeks, and he mumbled something that sounded like “good..”. Hidan laughed at the exchange, leaning against the table.
“I bet he looked like a little girl!” He cackled, downing a gulp of the cheap beer all three of them had. Hidan had drunk the most so far, while Deidara had hardly touched his, not liking the taste. Keiharu sat comfortably in the middle.
“I did not, un!” Deidara protested, his ears flushed a color that was comically close to Keiharu's hair. “You probably looked like a deranged rat.” He huffed, making Keiharu snicker at the mental image that provided.
“God, I really hope my village burned my records.” They groaned, not even wanting to think of the embarrassment they'd feel if their pictures were recovered. Hidan’s smirk grew, a sinister glint in his magenta eyes.
“They didn't.” He said ominously, making Keiharu's eyes snap to him.
“The hell does that mean?” They asked, brows furrowed in worry. Hidan grinned, pulling out a small sleeve of pictures from his pocket.
“The archived records of one Haruhi Uzumaki.” He announced, wearing a shit eating grin. Keiharu's face flushed an embarrassed scarlet as they jumped to try and wrestle the pictures from him.
“Don't you fuckin dare!” They snarled, just as Deidara confusedly asked “who?” Hidan laughed, holding the pictures just out of reach. “How do you even know that name?!”
“I'm just that good.” The Jashinist bragged, making Keiharu scowl. They aimed a sharp kick to the shin, making him wince for a second before his grin returned. “Fine, fine. You told me one time when we went drinking. Me and Kakazu recently had a mission near Kusa, so I decided to pay a visit to the archives.”
Keiharu groaned. That unfortunately sounded like something they would do. They finally gave up wrestling the pictures away from him, slumping in their seat, resigned to their fate. Deidara peered over curiously as Hidan revealed the pictures.
“Hang on.. is this you?” Deidara asked, taking the first picture from Hidan. Keiharu just groaned in response. The picture displayed what appeared to be a young girl with long red hair training with two other shinobi her age, laughing as they worked out together. Deidara smiled down at the picture. “You were so cute.”
“Fuck off..” Keiharu mumbled, their cheeks matching their hair perfectly. “I left that stuff behind me a while ago.” Their protests seemed to fall on deaf ears however, as Deidara and Hidan spent the rest of the bar trip teasing Keiharu about their younger self.
Despite it all, Keiharu was still happy that those two morons were their best friends.
One of the pictures featuring their old teammates:
Itō Ishikawa, Haruhi (Keiharu) Uzumaki, and Maki Kitagawa









