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Whumptober 2021: Day 3

No. 3 - STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT… taunting | insults | “Who did this to you?”

Characters: Kazuko ( @dimigex​)/Saiyo Affiliated Fic: @dimigex​‘s Healing Hands

Word Count: 411 Rating: T Art by @chaosandwonder​

Saiyo looked at the chicken. It was tan, only a few shades off from the picture in the book, and read at the appropriate temperature. Kazuko couldn’t accuse her of trying to poison him this time. She might have skipped a couple of steps, but it wasn’t raw, and that was an improvement.

Something thumped against the door, but Saiyo ignored it. A local stray had been begging for food in the neighborhood, demanding alms for having the audacity to sleep where it wanted to be. When it happened again, Saiyo heard the groan from the other side that didn't sound feline at all.

Tossing the napkin that she'd been holding onto the table, Saiyo yanked open the door to protest, only to have Kazuko fill her arms. The man stumbled forward, his dark hair disheveled enough to tickle her nose.

"Start without me?" Saiyo teased until she felt how taut his muscles here beneath her hands. She pushed chakra into her legs to strengthen them, then helped Kazuko the few steps to the couch.

The man lowered himself on shaky arms, then dropped that last couple of inches. His left cheek had swollen to the point of closing that eye, and scrapes surrounded by yellowed skin littered the rest of his face.

Red filled Saiyo's gaze, but she managed to keep most of it out of her voice. "Who did this to you?"

Kazuko winced and leaned his head on the back of the couch. "Just some kids." He tried a chuckle, then thought better of it. "They thought I worked at the shop...sorry about the chocolate."

"The--" Saiyo paused, letting Kazuko's words sink in, then shoved to her feet with a curse. She was going to hunt those brats down, then show them how to finish the job."

"Don't" Kazuko croaked. He sucked in a pained breath and waved one hand when Saiyo turned. "They were just kids. I used that move you showed me."

Saiyo snorted. "Badly, by the looks of it." She teetered between making good on her threat and staying to care for the man who always saw the best in people. People like those punk kids; people like her.

Sighing, Saiyo turned into the kitchen to dig out the first aid kit that Kazuko kept better stocked than more shinobi she knew.  She knelt on the floor and forced a grin that hopefully hid the truth of how terrible Kazuko looked. "Want to play doctor?"

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I've been out and about all day and almost forgot to post this amazing drawing of Saiyo by @chaosandwonder. She's from @dimigex Naruto fic Healing Hands. My little shinobi shows up from time to time to cause trouble.

Anyway, my favorite aspect of this is her eyes. They are so frigging gorgeous. And chaos did such an amazing job on the texture of her hair. Thank you so much!!

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Kazuko belongs to @dimigex​ from her awesome Naruto fic Healing Hands. My Saiyo is a disaster character who pops in from time to time to make Sakura and Tenzo’s lives a little more stressful. As it turns out, she’s got a thing for doctors.

These are all loosely edited for time’s sake because I don’t want them to fall to the wayside.

50 Kisses Prompts Found here

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Saiyo chewed the inside of her cheek, struggling with the simple loop knot that Kazuko had shown her. The door opened, admitting the doctor in question. “How’s it going?”

Sitting back, Saiyo grimaced at the butchered chicken carcass. “Could be worse.”

Kazuko set the dinner he’d retrieved on the counter before moving to stand behind Saiyo’s chair. When he didn’t comment, she tipped her head back. “Well?”

Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, Kazuko leaned closer. “Well, it will certainly keep a shinobi’s internal organs where they belong.” He poked at the thing that had been meant for their dinner. Now, it was a jagged mess of stiff suture thread and looked like it could be used as a weapon. 

Saiyo pushed from the table, careful to avoid Kazuko’s toes, and stomped towards the kitchen. “If it’s shit just say so. I don’t need your coddling.” She peered into the bag to see what he’s decided on and sighed when it didn’t appear to be fried. She supposed that she shouldn’t complain since he’d given up his original idea for her to practice on.

“It’s fine.” Kazuko leaned closer to examine Saiyo’s stitching. “Practice will make it pretty, so long as they hold, that’s all that matters."

Saiyo glared, wishing for the tenth time that day that Kazuko hadn’t cleared out his alcohol. The man hadn’t kept much, but it was enough to take the edge off. Despite everyone with a hint of medical training declaring the benefits, sobriety sucked. 

“I need it to be perfect,” Saiyo argued. Doctor Haruno had made it clear that she wouldn't reinstate Saiyo until she got the help she didn’t need. If Saiyo could take a valuable skill set back to the woman, then the bitch would have to let Saiyo back onto the Anbu roster. Siayo’s only other alternative was therapy, and that would take too long. With a sigh, she settled on coffee and pretended that she had some rum to dump into it. 

Kazuko left the nightmarish poultry on the table and joined Saiyo in the kitchen. When she refused to acknowledge his presence, the man leaned one elbow on the counter, lowered his glasses, then peered over them at her. Saiyo hated it when he did that and bit down on her tongue to keep from showing that it had worked. In the end, Kazuko won; he always did.

“Damn you,” Saiyo chuckled. It faded quickly as she looked at the civilian who’d taken her in. He wasn’t anything like the guys Siayo was used to, and despite his kindness, she missed the rowdy laughter and swearing of her friends. Saiyo could still see them, but the humiliation of being benched kept her away.

“You’ve made amazing progress for the short time you've been doing it,” Kazuko said, sensing the change in Saiyo's mood. His hand rested on her arm, offering a light squeeze. “Stop trying to rush back into battle and focus on this for a little longer.”

When Saiyo looked away, Kazuko captured her chin to force her attention back to him. She looked into the same kind face that had found her in that alley and brought her into his home when she wouldn’t go to the hospital. Saiyo couldn’t express all of her fears about being replaced on Yamato’s team, or how empty she felt, how out of control this civilian world seemed compared to the organized chaos of her Anbu home. 

When Kazuko opened his mouth to offer more encouragement, Saiyo couldn’t take it. She didn’t want to hear any more kind words about persevering. Her lips crashed into his, fingers curled in the fabric of his shirt to hold him close. Saiyo swallowed Kazuko’s garbled yelp and let the friction of the moment carry her away from her insecurities. 

Saiyo regained her senses at the same time that Kazuko’s free hand rested on her hip. She jerked back with a gasp. “Shit, I’m sorry, I--”

Kazuko chuckled and waved a dismissive hand. “I’m getting used to it.” He righted the glasses that Saiyo had knocked askew and hooked a thumb over his shoulder where her patient waited on the table. “Want me to show you a trick?”

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Too Much Information Character Interview

Thanks for tagging me @greencrusader13​

Gonna tag anyone who hasn’t done this yet and would like to.

This is not swtor, she’s actually becoming my Naruto oc who was going to hook up with Genma (let’s be real, she still is) but ends up falling head over heals for @dimigex​ adorable civilian doctor oc Kazuko. Eventually. 

► Name ➔ “Saiyo Miru”

► Are you single ➔  “Perpetually, though rarely lonely.”

► Are you happy ➔  “Happiness is a crutch that people use to stay motivated. I do my job, and I do it well.”

► Are you angry ➔  “Only when someone pisses me off.”

► Are your parents still married ➔ “Doubt it, we haven’t spoken in a while but they never got along.”

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔ “There’s still some speculation about that, but I was raised in Konoha.”

► Hair Color ➔  “Teal, don’t ask.”

► Eye Color ➔  “Gold like mom’s”

► Birthday ➔ “September 13th, it was a Friday.”

► Mood ➔ “It fluctuates like any normal, well adjusted kunoichi.”

► Gender ➔ “Bitch is the general term I hear.”

► Summer or winter ➔ “Summer. I love the feel of the sun on my skin.”

► Morning or afternoon ➔ “Mid-day. I’m not interested in beating the rooster’s crow.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love ➔ “Love is a four letter word, my friend.”

► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “I’ll let you know when I see it.”

► Who ended your last relationship ➔ “Relationship is a strong word that I don’t like to use. It gives people the wrong idea.”

► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ “There was this one mark. I actually felt a little bad for the guy, but he didn’t suffer long. Another job well done.”

► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ “Depends on the terms of the contract, I guess.”

► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “Sure. Anko never saw it coming.”

► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ “I hope not. It’s not much of a leap to stalker.”

► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “Nah. I’m solid.”

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ “Lust. Love complicates things.”

► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Hot day, cool fresh water spring, and a pitcher of lemonade. Spikes or virgin makes no difference to me.”

► Cats or Dogs ➔ "Fish are way less complicated.”

► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “I’m a people person. Give me loud music and a crowd, and I’ll show you a good time.”

► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ “Generally speaking, a wild night out where I can let loose. However, I’ve been known to enjoy a romantic night in if done right.” *wink*

► Day or night ➔ “It depends on the mission.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ “I was caught once. I can thank my mother for the endurance I built that summer.”

► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ “Of course not.”

► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Something, yeah. Almost had it but washed out. Next.”

► Wanted to disappear ➔ “What would this world come to without my adorable smile?”

FOUR PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes ➔ “Smiles. I’m a sucker for a sexy grin.”

► Shorter or Taller ➔ “I have yet to meet anyone of legal age shorter than me.”

► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ “Intelligence. Being stuck on a mission or in a bar with someone dull is torture.”

► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ “Hook-up, maybe more than once if the person get’s my intentions. Relationships aren’t for me.”

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along ➔ “Only child, and I haven’t spoken to my parents in five years. The relationship works. We never fight.”

► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ “I’m living the dream.”

► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ “Too many times to count.”

► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ “Just the once. It was for the best.”

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ “That sounds like a lot of work.”

► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “There are different levels of bonding from ‘Holy shit we survived’ to ‘I’m going to sober up at your place tonight.’ I’ve got a few of each.”

► Who is your best friend ➔ “I prefer not to say. They know who they are.”

► Who knows everything about you ➔ “Probably my team lead, even if he looks the other way.”