Whenever it's good for you, can you write more T'Challa/Sakura please and thank you? I really liked the last one.
so, t’challa has a sister in the comics named shuri. also, his bodyguards are all female and are called the dora milaje.
“Youfight well,” Shuri comments, ducking beneath Sakura’s fist.
“Ilearned from the best,” Sakura replies, turning over herself midair to avoid asharp blow to her stomach.
Thisis the third, possibly fourth such fight Sakura has been in today. She certainlydoesn’t mind, in fact, she is honored. The Dora Milaje are the best of the bestand they consider her an equal in skill set. Sakura knows that some of Tsunade’stechniques are inspired by the Dora Milaje. She will learn much from her time here.
Sakuraand Shuri break from their fight, Shuri sighing and shaking her head. They turnto the speaker and Sakura falls into a slight bow even though Shuri only cocksher hip. T’Challa stands before them, looking both upset and amused.
“Thereis no need to bow, Sakura,” T’Challa says with a roll of his eyes. They havehad this argument before. “You are our honored guest and the savior of theking.”
Sakurasmiles slightly, straightening. “Be that as it may, Tsunade-shishou would havemy hide if I were anything less than polite.”
T’Challasmiles in return and there is silence for a few minutes.
T’Challastarts, looking back to his sister. “Shuri, you and the Dora Milaje are not topester our honored guest during her stay here. Sakura is very busy as it is,conversing with father and working on using vibranium for medicinal purposes. Sheneeds not be tired out by your sparring.”
“Iactually requested the spars,” Sakura replies bashfully. “My skills weregetting dull and Shuri generously offered her help.” She bites back a ruefulsmile. “Your guards decided to join in.”
“Aslong as it isn’t wearing on you,” T’Challa says.
“Perhapsyou and I can spar in the future,” T’Challa says quietly. “I’d like to see thetechniques of Konoha in action.”
“Ofcourse,” Sakura replies.
“Great,”he says, smile wide. He shakes his head. “My father requested to speak with youin his parlor.”
“Ofcourse,” Sakura says, bowing to both him and Shuri and ducking out of the room.
Shurisnorts, looking at her lovelorn brother. “If you aren’t careful,” she says, “I’llsteal her away.”
T’Challalooks at his younger sister, a challenging glint in his eyes. “You can try.”
