@narutorarepairjune - Day 6 Prompt: “Stay with me.” - [Shino x Tenten]
Shino had only managed to finish putting on his shoes before he felt two arms wrap around his waist from behind and even as a silent sigh left him he felt a pull at his lips because he instinctively wanted to smile.
“Tenten; I require you to; release; me.”
“No,” his girlfriend replied quite childishly squashing her cheek against his shoulder. “Stay with me instead.”
He turned in her hold and hugged her back, the weapons mistress taking the opportunity to hug him tighter.
“I will only be a; few; hours,” he placed a kiss right between her eyebrows making her beam. “It is only; a clan meeting.”
“Fineeeee,” she sighed dramatically, giving a small pout before smiling up at him. “Come back soon okay?”
“I will; return; as soon as I can,” the Aburame heir placed a small kiss to her lips then making her melt. “Wait for me.”
fluff, shinoten, mention of akamaru biting, established relationship
@narutorarepairjune day 14: melody
shino comes home to find tenten singing in the shower
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It was 3:17 in the afternoon, and Tenten would be training with Neji, Rock Lee, and Gai-sensei until past 6 in the afternoon, likely close to 6:38 based on her arrival time during the past six days. She always entered the apartment sweaty, though never out of breath, and removed her sandals at the door, though she frequently left them sideways and askew and came back hours later to sit them upright next to his own shoes.
Shino himself would ordinarily be training as well, but Kiba and Akamaru had mis-timed their new formation by .3 seconds, resulting in Akamaru biting deeply into Kiba’s leg. He and Hinata had agreed to part and resume training in the morning, when Kiba would presumably have been healed by the capable medical team of Konoha Hospital.
He set out for his apartment, the one he and Tenten had chosen together nearly eight months ago and moved into just over five months ago. Their relationship was progressing well, and he looked forward to her arriving home later this evening.
On the way, he passed by the dango shop frequented by the jonin of the previous generation. Their first date had been here, and they returned together relatively often. Shino was not particularly a fan of sweets, but Tenten’s recommendations had been pleasing and muted enough in flavor and texture that he was content to order them again and again. On a whim, he stopped inside and ordered four skewers of the hanami dango, her favorite in this season, knowing it would pair well with the green tea she had brought back last week from her latest mission. He allowed his gaze to travel to their usual table, remembering how she had giggled the first time he made the joke that she liked the sweet treats so much she even wore her hair to match. It wasn’t a far stretch, dango to odango, and the dumplings were how the hairstyle’s name originated, but she didn’t mind. She thought it was clever and even cute that he had made the joke in the first place.
Fresh dessert in hand, he thanked the shopkeeper and continued to the apartment they shared. It was four flights of stairs from the ground, which Kiba complained about each time he visited, but it gave them adequate privacy for his bugs and her weapons to be on display without concerning civilians. The noise level was also lessened given their height above the street.
He placed the key into the lock, feeling it notch into place, then turned it. The deadbolt was never locked and the handle only locked for formality; they used chakra wards to truly secure their home. Tenten astonished him when she had first applied it all—he was highly familiar with her work in fuinjutsu, and had no doubt about her skill in sealing, barriers, and wards—but to see the level of fun and pride she took in each layer of protection had warmed him to his core.
Entering the apartment, he was startled to see his partner’s sandals thrown off on either side of the entryway. What could have happened that she was home so early?
Setting the parcel down on the end table in the small living room, he sent two handfuls of beetles to scout: one group toward the kitchen, and the other group to the bedroom. In nearly forty-nine seconds, both sentry groups had returned with their updates. Tenten was indeed home, in the bathroom, and there were no signs of injury they could detect. They had not entered the bathroom itself, disliking the humidity of the small space. Shino thanked and dismissed them.
He made his way into the bedroom after removing the green outer coat and hanging it by the front door and setting both his and her shoes right side up and paired along the wall. Once inside the bedroom, he removed his headband and shuriken pouch, along with his leg wrappings. He lowered the collar of the black shirt, revealing his face in the comfort of his home. Tenten’s dress lay thrown across the top of their hamper, marked with grass stains from the training session cut short. His mouth formed a small smile when he saw her hair bindings tossed on the bed—he loved seeing her with her hair down, as cute as her odango buns were. It was their trade off for her seeing him without goggles.
Speaking of such, as soon as he slid the bathroom door open, the steam hit him so suddenly he was forced to remove them in order to continue seeing. Tenten appeared to be in the shower, and was running the water as hot as she liked, which was nearly 12 degrees higher than his maximum preference. What was more important than that however, was the one thing she had not done and the one thing she had:
First, she had not noticed him entering.
Second, she was singing.
She had brought her shower speaker, a black round rubber thing that suction-cupped to the tile wall, from her own place to theirs and frequently listened to music while showering. He had, of course, heard her sometimes mumble along with the words or hum the tune as she washed her hair, but she had never sung like this before while he was around.
She had sung at karaoke nights various bars, she sang absent-minded songs about what she was doing at times, and loved to hum while cleaning various weapons. She had a lovely voice, undeniably. He always reveled in hearing it, closing his eyes behind his goggles and drinking it in. This time, however, she was not singing gently.
Shino recognized the song, though vaguely. It had originally been popular when they were twelve years old. Girls had gathered in the academy during lunch, sat in groups and sang popular love songs. This was definitely one of those songs, but he couldn’t recall the words well. He also couldn’t recall seeing her in any of the groups of girls who sang these love songs when they were children, but she knew every word and every beat the way she knew her scrolls.
She sang loudly, her voice cracking on higher notes and hitting more dramatic phrases in the lyrics with emphasis that contrasted with the typical lilting voice she had. She must have punched at the volume button because the music swelled, and she began nearly shouting. It was a love song, but it seemed to be about a love lost, maybe a break-up. For a moment, he was concerned for the sake of his relationship with the passion she threw into the lyrics, but when the song changed to a much sappier melody, her tone shifted along with it.
Shino relaxed, quietly sitting down just inside the door to continue basking in the impromptu concert. She was evidently in a good mood, and he looked forward to surprising her with the dango later. In the meantime, he slowly slid the door shut, once again trapping the steam and the echoes of her song over the professional recording. He could make out her outline as she let the water stream through her hair, hands at her head, presumably massaging her scalp and working shampoo either in to or out of the silky brown strands.
With every song changed, her whole body shifted, swaying or snapping or reenacting the scenes to some imaginary boy who had wronged her. Some particularly powerful lyrics earned genuine shouts, and others got the same delicate treatment she would ordinarily use in public settings, with light vibration on notes that were drawn out. He realized she was singing the way a teenager would, with all the passion of raw emotion they had yet to feel and all the artistic skill they had yet to learn, and only periodically did she restrain herself into the more reserved style of singing. When she began singing the opening to a song several measures before the artist did, not once, but twice, she swore and began the line over. Despite how well she knew the music, the seven times she sang the lyrics incorrectly, she sang the entire line wrong before jumping back to what the recording played, regardless of the narrative. At one point, she mumbled an entire verse at full volume before the song reached its chorus again, where she joined back in with renewed confidence. He watched idly as she danced, scrubbing and rinsing the day’s work off her body.
Bathing in the gentle steam with his head leaned back against the wall, his eyes drooped shut and he melted into the sound of her voice, jumping in octaves without any care. He began to drift off, then snapped forward when he heard his name. After a beat, he realized that she had replaced the name of the boy in the particularly sweet song with his own name. His heart began to melt softly in his chest, reassured that she loved him even when he was not there.
He was disappointed when the song ended, though only for a moment. The next song that played after the second of silence was one of the most popular from the album, he remembered. It had played in shops for months after its released and still sometimes came on the radio, though usually just for a laugh.
However, due to its popularity, he did know the lyrics to this one.
He wasn’t confident in all of the lines, but he was sure he knew at least sixty percent of them. And he definitely had the chorus down solidly. Knowing his love’s shower was wrapping up, he sat up and began strategizing the correct moment for his plan. Tenten jumped in with the artist, and he took a deep breath. Singing was by no means his specialty, but in the moment…
When the chorus broke out, so did he.
Tenten’s voice cut out immediately, startled by the additional presence. She popped her head out from behind the two layered shower curtains to see her boyfriend lounging on the bath mat, which he had pulled closer to the door. He grinned at her, continuing to sing along to the best of his ability, and she continued as well through laughter, ducking back behind the curtain.
He stood up, crossing over to the shower as they scream-serenaded each other to the silly song about wanting to be with someone who couldn’t see you. On an impulse, he reached out for her form through the plastic and vinyl hanging between them, wrapping her up in his arms. She yelped, pooling a little chakra in her feet to prevent slipping, then continued laughing, turning around to face him.
They sang the whole song through, then she pulled the curtain aside again and placed her tanned hands on either side of his pale face to pull him in for a lingering kiss. He felt water from the showerhead splash from her skin on to his and could not find it in himself to mind. He loved the sight of her like this, this life they had built together, full of fun and laughter. He slipped his hand into her hair, weighed down by the water, and pulled her closer.
She responded in kind by giving him a single swift yank towards her, pulling half his body into the shower.
He yelped, shocked by the sudden spray and his loss of balance, though he couldn’t be angry when he saw her wicked grin.
“Gonna do something about it, Aburame?” she teased.
He mirrored her facial expression as he quickly removed the rest of his clothing and climbed properly into the shower.
“Not as long as you turn the water down and the music up!”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Morino Ibiki
Characters: Hatake Kakashi, Morino Ibiki
Additional Tags: Gods/Goddess' Au, God of Storms AU
Summary:
Kakashi and Ibiki are spending some precious time together when Kakashi gets an idea for a new creation.
@narutorarepairjune - Day 26 Prompt: Merpeople/Merfolk AU - [Shino x Tenten]
AU where, during the ‘Kaima Capture Mission’ Anko, Shino, Ino and Naruto are sent to the Land of the Sea because, instead of a monster terrorising fishing boats, they are sent to go backup Team Gai in looking over Orochimaru’s hideout because they haven’t checked in!
(I hope this counts 🤣)
Mermaid Pose Reference: [here]
Warnings: None.
Under the cut simply because of length!
“I’m so glad we found yo-what the hell happened?!”
“Don’t start Ino!”
Tenten swished her tail, her tail, angrily at the newcomers before pointing a finger at her happy as Larry teammate. “It’s all Lee’s fault! He touched something and then we-” she gestured down to herself, scaly tail and all. “-We were this!”
“But you must leave,” Neji spoke up from another of the glass containers, no tail in sight but a strange growth around his neck that looked like moss. “The hideout is not abandoned, it is-”
“Don’t worry about it Hyuga!” Anko spoke up with a proud of herself grin. “Already taken care of.”
“Wow Lee!” Naruto yelled running up to be in front of the taijutsu users giant glass container. “You look pretty!”
“Do I not just friend Naruto?!” Lee happily looked down at the many brightly coloured underwater plants growing on him. “They are most delightful!”
“What’s that stuff on your neck?” Ino asked when she came to stand in front of Neji’s glass jar, pointing at the green encircling his neck. “And why are you all in those tubes?”
“Guards from the hideout ambushed us and threw us in here. I do not know what this thing is, but I cannot breathe outside of water because of it!”
The Yamanaka bounced on the spot with a small clap.
“Don’t worry! I have an idea!”
The female blonde took a small vial out of her bag that contained a teal-coloured thick liquid.
Naruto leaned into her personal space to get a closer look. “What’s that?”
“Half chakra, half flower medicine, all brilliant! If whatever this is if it’s a weak jutsu this should shake it off!”
Neji didn’t look convinced but was in no position to deny help. “I will try anything to get on solid land again.”
Ino pulled herself up the outside of the tube and poured a large amount into the water around the Hyuga and the liquid attached itself to his neck like it was attacking it. After a few seconds, the green plant was gone and Neji was breathing clean air half slumped over the lip of the glass.
“Hey it worked!”
Neji looked beyond relieved. “Now help me out of this thing.”
Tenten threw herself to the side of her container looking hopeful.
“Please tell me you have more of that stuff Ino.”
“I do!” Ino took out two more bottles handing one to each of her teammates. “Naruto pour this in Lee’s container as well. Shino give this to Tenten.”
The Aburame took the bottle as instructed and headed over to the bun haired girl.
As strange as the situation was, the insect tamer felt almost compelled to place his hands on the glass and take in her temporary new form.
Her tail was a light rose pink colour decorated with darker magenta pink scales, it was sensational to see in real life and not as a painting in a book.
When Tenten dipped down and placed her own hands on the glass he automatically moved his own to be as close to over hers as possible.
“Get me out of here Shino.”
“Are you like the others? Can you not; breathe; unless in water?”
She shook her head and the way the water slowed her chocolate locks movements was strangely hypnotic to him.
“No, I can I just-” the weapons mistress looked behind her and gave a lazy movement of her tail before turning back to him with an awkward smile. “-Can’t get very far.”
“Please,” he stepped back and raised his hands. “Allow me.”
His hive left him to rise up into the air and into the container after the bun haired girl and he actually heard her release a taken back sound when his hive lifted her out of the tube. The Aburame lowered himself to kneel on the floor to receive her, his hive gently setting her in his arms.
“Oh, it feels great to be out of that thing!” Tenten turned to beam at him, a pure and thankful expression. “Thank you, Shino!”
The Aburame heir had expected her to be cold from the water and while her skin was indeed damp to the touch, she was still incredibly warm, it confused him.
She blinked up at him. “Shino?”
“Bug boy!” At Anko’s yell he jumped in his skin. “Hurry up, will you?”
Shino stared back down into Tenten’s confused face before speaking lowly.
“Tenten; I hope you do not mind me saying; but I think you make a very; pretty; mermaid.”
The weapons mistress’s jaw dropped and Anko released a short bark of laughter.
“That’s great Romeo but I kind of meant hurry up and give her the miracle potion so we can get out of here.”
“Oh yes; of course.”
Both Shino and Tenten’s cheeks were pinker than her tail.
@narutorarepairjune - Day 1 Prompt: “I’ll miss you” [Shino x Tenten]
“Have a good day Shino!” The weapons mistress gave her boyfriend a sneaky hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll miss you,” another kiss. “I’ll see you later!”
Tenten was up and shooting Shino a cheeky wink before she ran out the door to meet her team.
The Aburame heir had to shake his happy smile off his face or he would simply meet his own team like the grinning, in love, fool he was.
This event might be filled with st00pid art and drabbles and I’m only like half sorry ❤️
