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[tenzosnewleaf]

Happy belated birthday 💚

[mokutone]

@tenzosnewleaf replied to a post: This is so exciting! Thank you for drawing Kabuto! I love your interpretation. Can we see the whole sketch, next to Yamato?

thank you! and sure! although they're not really one whole sketch so much as two separate but close sketches

[berry-doodles]

@tenzosnewleaf Thanks for the inspiration! I’ve really missed drawing him.

[keepyourpantsongohan]

“Balter” Kakayama, or perhaps Yamato “helping” Sai learn to dance with Ino. Dealer’s choice

 15. balter - to dance gracelessly, but with enjoyment

The fifth time Kakashi steps on Yamato’s foot, he thinks it might be time to apologize. Yamato hasn’t stopped grinning since Kakashi asked him to do this, so he suspects he doesn’t mind all that much. It’s hard not to smile back, so Kakashi lets his gaze stay fixed on Yamato’s face, instead of paying attention to correcting the tempo of his steps.

He opens his mouth to offer his condolences to Yamato’s poor feet, but they both turn their heads at the same time when they note their audience. 

“What are you two doing?” Sakura asks, with a hint of wariness.

Kakashi blinks at her, without dropping Yamato’s hand. “Training,” he says, smiling guilelessly at her. He turns back to his partner, who is aiming his own twinkling eyes at his and Kakashi’s shuffling feet. “Right, Yamato?”

“It’s very important,” says Yamato seriously. 

Naruto lets out a noise halfway between thoughtful and confused. “What kind of training is this, Kakashi-sensei? You’re just dancing!” 

“I’ve never read about dancing being used as a weapon,” Sai says curiously.

“A party can also be a mission,” Kakashi informs them. “And footwork is important to any ninja’s skillset. Wouldn’t you say so, Sasuke?”

His comment is aimed a tree to the left of their clearing, and it doesn’t take long for a clipped, quiet sigh to follow and two feet to hit the ground. Naruto and Sakura’s faces both split into grins, while Sai echoes Sasuke’s sigh and steps back to allow Sasuke to stand between Naruto and Sakura.

“How can you be so bad at moving your feet? Did Naruto’s substitute eye affect your vision?” Sasuke asks Kakashi. 

“Tactful,” Kakashi replies, raising an eyebrow. “It’s just been a while. But now that you’re all here, that gives me an idea.”

Yamato finally pauses their foxtrot and looks at Kakashi with interest. “My feet could use a break,” he says, laughing.

“What’re you up to?” Sakura asks, with narrowed eyes. 

It is Yamato who answers, stepping over to Sai and offering him a hand. “You’re all going to join us. It’ll be a group training exercise. Naruto and Sakura, you partner up too.” 

“Ino has told me she appreciates musical rhythm. I will dance with Yamato-taichō,” says Sai, which is probably as close to enthusiasm as they’re going to get. He takes Yamato’s offered hand.

“Don’t get any ideas, Naruto,” Sakura warns her teammate as they clasp hands.

Kakashi extends his own hand to Sasuke, and delights in watching all of the colour drain from his face. “You cannot teach me how to dance,” says Sasuke, so stricken that he does not protest when Kakashi adjusts their posture to the starting position.

“Of course not, Sasuke,” says Kakashi, sharing a beaming look with Yamato. “You’ll be teaching me.“

[tenzoyamato]

Forge

This drabble is for @tenzosnewleaf as part of the @tenzoscabin Discord server event! I hope it is to your liking! Happy Holidays! <3

Found Family, Rest & Recovery, Wholesome, KakaYama, SFW, Kakashi Hatake, Tenzō Yamato, Mitsuki

The light of morning shines brightly through the window, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and home cooked breakfast fills the air. What time was it? How long has it been? With a week off from ANBU duties, the days seemingly bleed together. With warm cashmere blankets keeping the sleeping Mokuton user snugly nestled into the bed, the smell and sounds echoing throughout the apartment threaten to wake him from slumber. It isn’t until his name is called out in a familiar soft voice with a hot breath against his ear does he finally stir from his sleep. 

“Tenzō.”

“Mmm…” Comes the brunette’s sluggish and sleepy reply as he rolls over to face where the voice came from. Brown eyes slowly part open to gaze over at the silver haired male laying on the bed beside him as a hand reaches out to gently caress the side of his face. “Morning, Senpai.” He responds groggily as the pad of Kakashi’s thumb lightly brushes across the lithe of his cheek.

“Good morning, Tenzō.” Kakashi responds softly, leaning forward to place a loving and chaste kiss to Tenzo’s lips. “It’s time to get up. I made us breakfast.” Pulling back slowly, a smile tugs at the corner of his unmasked lips.

Tenzō smiles back in response, his eyes opening a bit wider as they adjust to the light pouring into their bedroom. “Mmm, sounds good. Smells good, too.” With a big yawn, the younger male reaches his hand up to cover his mouth. Kami only knows if his morning breath was offensive enough to drive off his lover, so he didn’t want to chance it. Once finished, he slides his hand over to rest atop Kakashi’s which was still cupping his cheek.

“Maa, it’s not that amazing… I just made our favorites. Tamago kake gohan, tamagoyaki, yakizakana, tsukemono, miso shiru, and some blanched seasoned kobachi.” Kakashi mentions as his hand falls from Tenzō’s face to rest on the bed.

“Don’t sell yourself short, Kakashi. I know I enjoy your cooking regardless, and so does-” The Mokuton user stops in the middle of his sentence as a little white haired boy comes running into their bedroom and leaps upon the bed in between them.

“Captain Yamato! I’m glad you’re finally awake. Me and the Hokage have a surprise for you.” The boy says with mild excitement in his voice.

“Oh? You do, huh? What were you two planning while I was resting?” Tenzō asks as he slowly sits up with a stretch before looking at Kakashi with a curious expression.

“I thought we weren’t going to say anything about the surprise until after breakfast, Mitsuki.” Kakashi comments as he begins to stand from the bed.

“I couldn’t resist any longer… Now hurry up Captain Yamato, breakfast is getting cold, and I want to tell you what the surprise is.” Mitsuki then climbs down from the bed and grabs Kakashi’s hand, practically dragging the man out of the bedroom.

Tenzō smiles a bit wider at the sight of the two walking out of the bedroom hand in hand, it fills him with warmth and pride. It was well worth the fight he had put up against Orochimaru in order to get Mitsuki away from him, granted the arduous battle left him chakra exhausted- It was the whole reason he had been given the week off in order to recover.

Without further delay, the Mokuton user moves himself out of bed and grabs his yukata. It doesn’t take him long to put it on and emerge from the bedroom. Walking into the dining area, he spots the table set up with a breakfast feast. “Wow, Kakashi. You’ve really outdone yourself.” Tenzō says with a surprised expression crossing his countenance.

“Well, it might just be like this everyday now that we have another mouth to feed in our house. Go on ahead and tell him, Mitsuki.” Kakashi replies, turning his stormy grey eyes over towards Mitsuki.

Peering at Tenzō with his signature smile, Mitsuki holds up a legal document. “I’m officially Mitsuki Hatake-Yamato.”

“Wha-... Kakashi… You… You mean we’re a… A family?” Brown eyes go wide with shock as he looks from Mitsuki to the paper held up in his hand and then over towards his husband. “We’re actually a family?!” Tenzō reiterates his words, attempting to quell his urge to rush over to the both of them and hold them close.

“Yup. You look shocked… I told you I was going to start the paperwork. Even if it hadn’t been approved, we still would have made it work, Tenzō.” The silver haired Hokage answers as he stands up and walks over to the brunette. “I know you want to hug me, just do it already… I’m afraid that if you hold it in any longer you’re going to explode like a paper bomb.”

With permission granted, Tenzō hastily wraps his arms around Kakashi and buries his face into his shoulder. “I… I’m happy… I know we would have all been together anyway, but… It’s still so surreal. I mean, it’s officially recognized, and on paper. We have a family!” Tears begin to well up in Tenzō’s eyes as his heart overflows with joy.

Mitsuki watches the scene unfold before him and feels something inside of him urging him over towards the two. Getting out of his seat he strides over to their side and looks up with concern as he sees Tenzō crying. “Don’t cry, Captain- Well, I suppose I shouldn’t call you that anymore… Perhaps the name parent is more appropriate now.”

Hearing Mistuki’s words, Tenzō turns his attention to the boy standing beside them and lets go of Kakashi while wiping away his tears using the sleeve of yukata. “Don’t worry, Mitsuki. These aren’t tears of sadness, they’re tears of joy…” Kneeling down to level with his new son, the brunette smiles at him warmly. “You can also call me father or dad if you want, unless you’re more comfortable with parent. I’ll still respond.”

Mitsuki’s eyes light up with surprise, and there is a gleam in them that has never been seen before, nor experienced by him. Abruptly, the white haired child launches himself forward, wrapping his arms around Tenzō in a strong embrace. “F-Father…” He murmurs out in a shaky voice filled with emotion.

Tenzō is surprised by the reaction, but enjoys it nonetheless, reciprocating with his own arms wrapping around the small being who just called him father for the first time. “I love and care about you, Mitsuki… My son… My family.” Warmth and joy fills the Mokuton user’s being in this moment, and more tears begin to fall, he couldn’t believe that he had finally found and made a family to call his own. Between his husband and the child in his arms, this was the greatest day in his life aside from his emancipation from ROOT, and marrying Kakashi. 

[maiikawriter]

“Spiked hot cocoa” with Genma and Shizune

Title: Knocked Out

Word count: 915

“Genma,” Shizune said as she broke from her stare into Genma’s stunning eyes across the table to look down into the milky white swirl of his marshmallows melting in hot cocoa, “are you stirring that with...is that your senbon?”

Genma dropped his jaw and absently reached for his lips to find them sans his usual oral fixation. His chest heaved as he followed Shizune’s eyes to the sharp item pinched between his fingers causing the whirlpool in his half-emptied, steaming mug. He raised his fingers, letting the senbon twirl freely against the ceramic walls as he slid back from the table.

“Oh,” he said, gritting his teeth at Shizune, “shit.”

“Oh shit is right,” Shizune said as her eyes widened at the sight of a sheen of sweat already coating Genma’s paling skin.

She shot her chair out from under her, bracing both hands on the table. From what she knew of Genma’s senbons and the poisons he tainted them with, this wasn’t good. He’d been drinking that cocoa for several minutes already. If Shizune was going to save him from his fast-acting poison, she had to move fast.

She covered her whimper with a hand clapped over her mouth, wishing there was time to recruit Tsunade’s expertise. Instead, she was alone in this all because the man she was dating didn’t realize how dangerous his favorite weapon was. She shook her hands vigorously at her sides, deciding she needed them to be reliable now.

“Get on the table!” she yelled, clearing it with a sweep of her arm.

“Hey, wait,” Genma said with an audible swallow, “what are you going to d–”

“Save your ass, Genma,” Shizune growled, shoving him onto his back.

She rolled up her sleeves and set to work, tearing his jonin vest open to reveal his bare chest. There was no time for modesty. It was only the two of them here in the office, anyway. And if Tsunade walked in on them now - the only person likely to do so here - well, that would actually be convenient.

“What? Hey,” Genma protested, trying to sit upright as he grimaced at the rip. “Aren’t you overreacting a little?”

“Did you or did you not just consume over four ounces of cocoa tainted with your senbon poisoning?” Shizune snarked.

She pressed her fingers in a searching path over Genma’s pressure points, reading signs of disturbance in his chakra. She put her chakra to work, emitting a glow over Genma’s tanned skin and the ridges of his firm abdomen. Wherever she found his chakra dissipating, she injected a little into him. It had to be just the right amount, not too much. Her heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears. She was not going to let Genma die right here, not on her watch.

“Shiz’ne,” Genma drawled, showing signs of progression of the poisoning as his mouth failed to articulate, “r’lly, iss’not…”

When Genma tried to wiggle upright, to fight her again and disrupt her path of chakra injection, Shizune bared her teeth at him.

“Genma,” she growled, “stay still or I’ll–”

He raised his neck to shoot her a wink, and that did it. Shizune pulled back her fist and struck forward, knocking him out with a burst of chakra to the temple. If Genma wasn’t going to cooperate in the saving of his own life, he needed to get out of her way.

•••

“Ohh,” Genma groaned as he sat up and worked his dry mouth, holding his throbbing head, “I feel like shit.”

“Poison tends to do that to you.”

Genma looked to see Shizune with Tsunade. Shizune stood beside the hokage with her arms crossed. She looked angry with him. Tsunade’s expression could be characterized as more mildly amused. Given the circumstances, Genma had a few guesses why she found this so amusing. He rolled his eyes as he swung his legs over the table. This was so embarrassing.

Genma closed his eyes and sighed. “Shizune, I’m sorry I scared you. But I wasn’t going to die.”

Tsunade chuckled. “No, he wasn’t.”

“Excuse me?” Shizune screeched.

“Shizune,” Tsunade said, saving Genma the pain of explaining, “your boyfriend here soaks his senbon in potent alcohol for the holidays. The only thing he was in danger of was possibly a mild case of alcohol poisoning.” She scoffed. “Idiot special jonin.”

Genma winced. Maybe Tsunade wasn’t really saving him from anything.

“You were…” Shizune said, stalking closer, “you were drunk?”

“Yeah.”

“But your chakra was off...it…”

“Shizune,” Tsunade snapped. “Have I not taught you anything?”

“N-no, m’lady! It’s...alcohol…” Shizune grimaced. Genma was so sorry he’d caused that. “It’s a type of poison, too.”

Tsunade rolled her eyes. “I’ll let you two talk. Don’t do anything stupid.”

As soon as Tsunade left, Genma reached out for Shizune, seizing her by the waist. “Will you forgive me?”

“Are you serious?” Shizune huffed.

“Let me make it up to you?”

“Genma,” Shizune groaned, but when she pushed him away, Genma saw the smile hiding beneath her glare.

“C’mon, I’ll invite you back to my place. It’s nice and warm. And I won’t serve any hot cocoa. All the alcohol will be right upfront.”

Shizune pointed a rigid finger in his face. “No more alcohol for you.”

“Fair enough,” Genma said with a shrug as he shot her that smile he knew made women weak in the knees.

Shizune rolled her eyes and laughed. “Okay. You’ve got yourself a date.”

[yahyahyahyahyahnanana]

Hello 👋 would you draw Tenzo and Shisui being pals? Maybe something like supply shopping or studying.

Sorry for the late reply but oop

[shiranuigenma]

@tenzosnewleaf​ What’s Genma like when he feels sad? Does he get drunk or start fights?

first off how dare you make me think about genma sad bc he is fictional and i can’t HUG HIM but also thank you for the opportunity to talk about my boy let’s goooo

So I see Genma as a bit closed off when he’s feeling negative emotions, in that he doesn’t like to really talk about them or show them in any overt way, even when they’re overwhelming. His reactions to his emotions are more subtle, and he’ll talk about them if pried but otherwise just likes to be near someone he cares about while he just feels them.

To that effect, I think he’d flop down on the couch and just sag against his person like he’s suddenly boneless. Head on the shoulder, as close as comfortably possible, and he’ll let out this big sigh like he’s carrying the weight of the world and that breath is the only way to release it. Just being near his person helps him start to feel better, and when he’s ready he’ll open up about why he’s sad.

Also, while it doesn’t happen often, he is 100% unafraid to cry. Does he like it when people see him cry? No, he doesn’t. Will he cry in a situation that would make him, as a shinobi, vulnerable, like on a mission? Absolutely not. But, if he’s in the village, off duty, and so desperately sad that he needs to cry, whether he’s alone or not, he will do so, unashamed. 

also he would definitely cry at the sad animal commercials don’t @ me