#(and also. once more i get where naruhina comes from because.

[narhinafan]

A redditor dismissed Hinata and Orihime's crushes on both Naruto and Ichigo that it is an unrealistic way for both men to eventually fall in love with them because both women have feelings for them. That same redditor even insisted that western sensibilities favored Rukia and Sakura more than Orihime and Hinata. Well, that redditor seems or intentionally forgot that both Naruto and Ichigo's feelings for the girls started with compassion and empathy. Naruto can't stand seeing Hinata getting bullied and Ichigo empathetic with Orihime's situation are the foundations that set up their relationship. Moreover, the focal point that eventually led to the boys' growing feelings for the girls took root in Hinata's "proud failure" speech to Naruto, who from what we know, doesn't want people to see him weak, and Ichigo hearing Orihime's concern for him after the Byakuya fight, where we first see his "puppy eyes", which is marked departure from his usual grumpy look. From here on out, Kubo and Kishi showed us, the readers, how the men act with both women. As I mentioned earlier, both men have their trademark characters that they usually show to other people, even those to whom they are being shipped with. However, both authors, in defiance of it all, still kept with their visions and showed the other side of the men when interacting with the women they fell in love with.

You can never see Naruto lighten up quick when he was with Sakura or Ichigo removes his usual scowl when talking with Rukia. However, you can see that when they are interacting with Hinata and Orihime. Also, never once in the series did Naruto or Ichigo insulted, called out and/or argued with Hinata and Orihime. On the girls part, while both Hinata and Orihime were shy in front of both Naruto and Ichigo at first, over time, they learned to let go of it. That is natural and this is where I always say that look at the cultural context. The Japanese are mostly reserved and being comfortable with other people usually takes time for the most part. Naruto and Bleach are Japanese and reflect their culture so judging their story and their characters based on western sensibilities are useless per se. Also, Kubo and Kishi made those primarily for the Japanese audience but the story also impacts other audiences as well. That being said, we cannot judge the story on one sensibility without taking note of the other.

Sorry this became a long rant but sometimes, I can't help it but cringe at people who still think that NaruSaku and IchiRuki should have happened despite the fact that both Kishi and Kubo already killed their ships way before both series ended and nailed their coffins when both series ended with NaruHina and IchiHime getting married and had kids that looked like their mothers (Boruto has Hinata's face, Kazui is Orihime except for his hair). I feel Kishi and Kubo gave Boruto and Kazui their mother's looks so that delusional NaruSaku and IchiRuki can't claim those kids as theirs.

Again, sorry for this long rant.

It wasn't just cause they had feelings for them, but also said feelings were requited and developed more over the series. Early on in the series the way the two treat the girls is different and like you would expect of a love interest. Naruto did not treat Sakura like that his crush was shallow over a rivalry and how he acted with her was no different then anyone else. Now Ichigo did treat Rukia differently, but that was more due to the bond formed from having given her powers to him its different from a bond between love interests and more comradery then anything else.

As you said both tend to lighten up around Hinata or Orihime and this was shown all through out the manga they are at ease and the way they treat them different compared to everyone else comes naturally. This also matches Japanese culture cause as you they tend to be more reserved when it comes to affection and hence more subtle.

#anti narusaku #anti ichiruki

[nightingaleflow]

Ohhhh! Naruhina for the alphabet ship ask ✨

All of them? Oh man, ok.

Adore- Who is the most doting in the relationship?

It's honestly hard to say with these two. They're both completely devoted to the other, and they love spending time together and showering the other with affection.

If I am forced to pick one, I'd say Hinata, but it's still very close.

Beauty- What is the characters favorite feature of their partner(s)? Doesn’t need to be physical

Why not both?

Hinata loves Naruto's enduring spirit and his strong arms. Naruto loves Hinata's strength and her boobs.

Cute- Which small habit their partner finds most endearing?

Naruto likes watching Hinata press flowers - she's always so focused, she sometimes forgets he's there and scrunches up her face. Naruto thinks it's adorable.

Hinata likes the "huh?" sound Naruto makes when he's studying and doesn't fully understand something. (She also makes sure to help him when he does this)

Date- Where would they go on a date to? What would they do?

If y'all think they're going anywhere other than Ichiraku for dinner you are very silly lol.

After Ichiraku though, they like going for walks. To the park, to the Hokage Rock, just around the village. Wherever the night takes them, that's where they go.

Engage- How did they get engaged? Who asked first? How did it come about?

Naruto asked her after about a year of dating. Naruto was fretting about it for days - was it too soon? Would Hinata say yes? What all did he need to plant to make it special? Then of course Hinata noticed he was acting weird and asked him about it while they were washing dishes in his apartment, and Naruto blurted it out.

Hinata broke the dish she was holding as they both freaked out. But of course once they calmed down, she said yes.

First- What was their first couple ‘thing’? Was it hand holding, a kiss, even a hug?

Holding hands as they ran back to earth from the moon. <3

Guilty- Who would steal something or pull pranks in the relationship? Would they be harmless?

Naruto lol. One of his hobbies is pulling pranks. He would be careful though - he'd never want to hurt or upset Hinata, so he'd just do things like leave a giant stuffed duck on their bed for Hinata to find.

Home- Where would they want to/or currently do live? What is their home like?

They're Konoha natives, and will live there for the rest of their lives. It's a rapidly-expanding village, particularly by the time Naruto takes over as Hokage. It's a place they both love, and don't want to leave.

Illness- If one person in the relationship falls ill, who looks after them? How?

They take care of each other. Hinata is very sweet, bringing Naruto soup and swapping out cold compresses with ease. Naruto tries his best by mimicking what Hinata does for him, but he's never had to care for another person like this, so it took a lot of trial and error for him to get everything right.

Jealousy- Who gets the most jealous? How do they react, outwardly or do they internalize it?

Hinata. After Naruto was made a war hero and then Hokage, Naruto had a lot of female admirers come out of the woodwork. She keeps it quiet for the most part, but if she sees a lady getting a little too cozy with Naruto, she'll step in and tell them to fuck off (diplomatically of course).

Kiss- Who likes kisses more? How do they get them?

Again, hard to say. They both love kissing each other, and they do it every chance they get.

If I must pick one over the other, Naruto, purely because he never thought anyone would want him like this. So the fact that he gets to kiss someone he loves every single day makes him extremely grateful (and hungry for more).

Love- Who realized they were in love first? How did they react?

Hinata. She's been in love with Naruto since she was a child. She was very shy around him at first, but gradually over the years grew more comfortable with him.

Mundane- A regular part of their relationship that they will never tire of

Just getting to eat dinner together without the pressures of the village or clans or anything else. It's even more precious after Naruto becomes Hokage and their evenings become more scarce.

Nostalgia- Is there a part of their relationship that they feel has been 'lost’ since starting the relationship?

See above. Since Naruto became Hokage, he and Hinata very rarely get to see each other. He's constantly working, up early and home late. Hinata tries her best because she knows it's been his dream, but there are plenty of nights she cries herself to sleep because she misses him.

Observation- Who is the most observant? Do they worry a lot about their partner, or do they notice more positive things?

Definitely Hinata. She's noticed the little things about Naruto since the beginning - his favorite ramen flavor, color, his favorite summon, the stories he likes to tell. She worries about him too, but she tends to notice the positive things.

Paradise- If they could make a 'paradise’, a place for them alone, what would it look like?

Someplace with lots of flowers, lots of books, and lots of ramen.

Question- Are there any unspoken concerns within the relationship? Can they be fixed if they’re talked about?

Not really. Naruto and Hinata have talked about Naruto's work schedule as well as their kids, and they are as open and honest as they can be about their issues.

Remember- Is there a memory that any member likes to recall when they feel sad and/or alone?

Naruto remembers Hinata cheering him up before his Chunin Exam match. Hinata remembers their first date.

Serious- How serious is the relationship? Are they planning on a future together or just fooling around? Will this change with time?

Extremely serious - marriage and kids serious.

Tradition-Are there any 'traditions’ in the relationship? Do they always go to x location on an anniversary for example? (Alt question: Are there any culture traditions that they incorporate into their relationship?)

They go to Ichiraku's on their anniversary, and for Rinne, Hinata attaches a new section to the scarf she made for Naruto all those years ago.

Unaffected- Has anything/anyone ever negatively impacted the relationship? How did they cope?

See above regarding Naruto being the Hokage.

Vacation- Where would they holiday to? This could be for a big event or just for a weekend break.

Yugakure is a favorite vacation spot because of the amazing hot springs they have.

Warm- Is anyone in the relationship have a naturally high body temperature? Does the other seek out this?

Naruto is naturally warmer than Hinata. Hinata enjoys it because they need fewer blankets in the winter.

X-rated- Do they have any 'dark’ habits or desires? Doesn’t need to be sexual.

Naruto has shadow clones. You do the math.

Yummy- Can they make their partners favorite food, do they even know what it is? (Alt question: Is there a taste that one of them likes? Doesn’t need to be food)

Hinata can easily make Naruto's favorite ramen. Naruto tried to make cinnamon rolls for Hinata as a treat once. They turned out more like cinnamon coals.

Zealous- Who is the most energized about being with their partner(s)?

Definitely Naruto. He's so excited about being with Hinata. <3

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Thanks for the asks! <3

Ship Alphabet Game

#ask nightingale #sakuraazharuno #naruhina #naruto #hinata

[ricanvvas]

And this HAD to be said. I cannot express how much it triggers me and makes me lose interest or faith so quickly. Makes me believe that you understood absolutely nothing through what the given relationship between the characters was trying to portray. Are you even properly watching the show?

Like it or not, by the way, fetishizing gay people has become so common that not only are weirdos fetishizing gay men, they’re starting to insert sexualities of their choice INTO a character that does not belong to them in any form. Go, turn tf back, and watch/read your yaoi stuff, don’t drag it into anime that has nothing to do with it + people genuinely want to enjoy what is canonically given (indeed, I’m a canon freak). Straight up disrespectful to the original author when you really try to twist characters or their relationship with another character. Disappointing.

Babes... why would it trigger you when people ship two characters? You need to understand that queer people exist in a world where there is a severe lack of queer representation in different genres, so we have to accept bits and pieces wherever we can. And frankly, I think you're a piece of shit for the way you speak about us. "Are you even properly watching the show?" "Don't drag it into that has nothing to do with it" Excuse me? The fuck do you mean by that? Queerness is not limited to "yaois". Queer people are not any different from straight people. I can tell that you have a stick up your ass about "canon" but frankly, most people don't. People ship non-canon ships all the damn time but why is it only such a big issue when they're gay? And you can say it's because you think it's "fetishing gay people" but it only comes across as homophobic. Queer people can't sexualise their own sexuality (and if you're talking about straight girls, most queer people have explicitly stated that there are nuances to everything).

As a writer myself, and hopefully a soon-to-be-author, I’d be damned if I ever opened a phone and saw some no-lifer trying to ship the two characters I put in specifically to show their deep friendship—it sounds so absurd.

I'M SORRY WHAT??? Why would you call your non-existent hypothetical readers "no-lifers" if they choose to ship two NON-EXISTENT HYPOTHETICAL characters? That's actually crazy to me, babes. I disagree with most of the things you've written on that post but I specifically wanted to say something about this. you need to understand that while yes, you are the origin of said hypothetical characters but once said hypothetical book is published, you no longer have creative liberty of said characters. think about harry potter for example. the author is a terf and yet trans people and allies headcanons some of her characters as trans. do you think jk r*wling's okay with that? i highly doubt it. (And babes, if you want to be an author, or at least one that doesn't get cancelled, a small advice would be that if people are shipping a ship that you don't want them to ship, you might not be as good of an author as you might think. Think about Naruto. No one particularly enjoys the ending. Some find Naruhina to be forced and Sasusaku were done so wrong in Boruto. And that's mainly part of the reason so many people ship SNS. Think about JJK. Geto and Geto have been explicitly written to be foils of each other. While I do understand why straight people might not be able to see the blantant queercoding but I would suggest that you start reading into things more deeply rather than just accepting whatever is presented to you on a silver platter by the author. But also think about AOT, why do you think most people don't ship Armin and Eren while they do ship Eremika? Because for once, there is a well written ship WITH a well-written female character? (Yes, I agree it's not perfect but much better than most ships)).

Small note that I forgot to add: Most female characters are horribly written (which is no fault of their own and lies heavily with their authors). Think Hinata. Why would I ship something when one part of the ship has no fucking personality other than the main male character??? I'm in no way hating on Hinata but more so on how Kishimoto writes female characters. I ship things based on chemistry and canon. I can still ship things if it's not canon but not if there is no chemistry.

This may have come across as rude and I do not apologise and I'm sure you understand why (your original post was rude as fuck if you didn't lmao). I ranted a lot so it might not make sense but feel free to ignore if you're only going to get "triggered".

Quit it with the “babes”, I don’t know you personally and it makes me gag.

Like, 98% of this message is indirectly saying I’m homophobic. I’m not.

My original message was blunt and straightforward, if I preached canon friendships and you found it rude, I do wonder who really has a stick up their ass. I mean, I’m not the one dissatisfied by canon givens and twisting platonic relationships anyway.

Frankly, keep your advice. It’s crappy! I don’t need a drag down. I’ll do what I damn wish to do with and speak my book, my characters, and my story.

None of you have convinced me of absolutely anything because there is nothing to convince. I’m not bothered by general shipping, I’m bothered by shoving it down people’s throat or attacking them when they disagree with your ship. Might as well as attack the authors, tbh, for keeping the characters platonic. Nasty.

Also, unnecessary use of profanity really does show how literally all of you resort to pure insults and attacks.

Peace and Sincerity （＾ω＾）！

[watermelonsloth]

OTPs and NOTPs have less to do with the ships and more to do with the characters

(Disclaimer: I’m speaking in extremely general terms and there are exceptions amongst ships/shippers. I’m also not trying to devalue or insult ships, or claim that one ship/shipper is somehow better than another. This post is meant to be an observation, not a judgement.)

I don’t think it’s a stretch to say that, at least amongst the most popular ships in the Naruto fandom, many ships have very little to do with the dynamics between two characters and more to do with one character getting their “happily ever after.” This is most apparent when you pay less attention to what a shipper is saying and more to how they’re saying it. A lot of ships are described using character-centric language.

(Disclaimer: I’m not saying don’t listen to what’s being said ever, otherwise you’ll never understand their thought process, I’m just saying that you can learn just as much about a ship by listening to the language used.)

SasuSaku is a Sakura-centric ship where Sakura gets the man she wants while simultaneously winning against all the other girls fighting for his hand. This is why in the retsuden Sasuke is so out of character and is sometimes referred to as “whipped for Sakura” by fans.

NaruHina is a Hinata-centric ship where Hinata marries the man she’s pined after for so long. This is why the last focuses on Hinata so much and Naruto is treated as an incredibly dense knight in shining armor.

NaruSaku is a ship that goes either way approximately 60-40. Naruto-centric shippers want Naruto to anchieve every dream he’s ever had and Sakura-centric shippers want Sakura to settle down with the person who’s been so dedicated to her. (I say either instead of both because I very rarely find shippers that vocalize the benefits for both parties.) This is (one of the reasons) why so many NaruSaku fans were surprised that it didn’t become canon; they think that Naruto’s wants weren’t prioritized or that Sakura’s character arc is incomplete.

SasuNaruSasu I’ve also seen go either way but it is largely a Naruto-centric ship where Naruto saves the man he spent so much time chasing after. This is (one of the reasons) why SNS fans think that the ship would’ve been canon if it were straight.

(I could go on, but that would take a while and I’m sure you’re smart enough to figure the rest out or do your own research.)

Why does the Naruto fandom often use the words “deserve” and “earn” despite that not being how relationships work? This is why. Why is one character more frequently used as a self-insert than others? This is why.

This is also where a lot of NOTPs stem from. There are a lot reasons why people don’t ship something or viscerally hate a ship, and this is one of the big ones. “Anti-” shippers often don’t like a certain character and don’t like any ships that favor that character, and they certainly don’t like any ships that favor that character over their favorite. This is why many Sasuke fans hate SasuSaku and SNS. This is why many Naruto fans don’t care for NaruHina. NaruSaku again is a slight exception in the way that some “anti-” shippers hate Sakura and don’t want Naruto with her or hate Naruto and want Sakura with someone else.

This is why I have personally blacklisted many anti-[enter ship here] tags. They’re full of character bashing.

Once again, this is meant to be writing out a general pattern I’ve observed. It’s not meant to be against any ships and I’m sorry if it comes across that way. This might just be me saying what everyone else already knows, but I’ve already typed it and I’m not going back.

#Analysis #Fandom analysis #Naruto fandom #Naruto #Naruto Shippuden #Rambling #SasuSaku fandom #NaruHina fandom #NaruSaku fandom #SasuNaruSasu fandom #SNS fandom #Shipping wars #not meant to be fuel to any fire #my stooff #sasusaku #naruhina #narusaku #sns #sasunaru #narusasu #anti naruto fandom #anti sasusaku fandom #anti naruhina fandom #anti narusaku fandom #anti sasunarusasu fandom #anti sns fandom #this isn’t meant to actually be against any fandom #but I do want this to be seen

[thefairyletters]

Road to Serial Shipping

It starts with SasuSaku usually... Then it evolves to NaruSaku. You stay with NaruSaku and then SaiSaku creeps in. You're reminded of how you liked SasuSaku when Sasuke makes first attempt on Sakura's life. It disappoints you, angers you and you wonder if SasuSaku has any hope. You shift back to NaruSaku and hope the best for the two cuties. Then NaruHina starts looking up and you are once again disappointed that all NaruSaku development was for nothing.

By the time, Sasuke is done with his second attempt on Sakura's life you've given up on both SasuSaku and NaruSaku and instead move to start shipping KakaSaku. Itachi's truth reveal hurts bad and you think Sasuke doesn't deserve neither Itachi's sacrfice nor Sakura's love. Things start looking up for KakaSaku when war starts and you're very happy. Then you suddenly come to realisation that reincarnated hokages look great and start thinking if Sakura was born at wrong timeline. But that's just a passing thought and you never think that again, right? Wrong, but you wouldn't know it until much later into future.

While war rages on, you're in a hell where you ship NaruSaku again but harder and you know you'll be disappointed. When war comes to an end, you are convinced there wasn't any hope for NaruSaku, and you realise you've been played (wronged!!) because Sakura's emotional development up till the point was all for nothing because she once again ends up back to square one where she turns blushing mess before Sasuke. Disappointment couldn't begin to describe what you feel. You wonder if there's a hope for KakaSaku. You'd have shipped wholly supported LeeSaku really. But you know deep down there's no hope for Sakura and her brilliant future.

You start picking up movies now that series is over and you remininse over the wasted potential that is NaruSaku and LeeSaku. It's heartbreaking but you watch it anyway. You've sealed your fate when you watch Sakura being lifted like a princess by none other than Uchiha Itachi. You know you're in deep shit when you rewind and watch the scene over and over. ItaSaku starts appealing to you more than it should, stronger than any other ship. You're disappointed at yourself because that ship had never sailed and never will because Itachi is dead. But you steel yourself because canon sucks anyway.

It's when you look up the Google for KakaSaku and ItaSaku pics that you come across the term fanfiction. You've heard about it but never thought it's worth your time because if YouTube videos taught you anything it's that fanfictions are written by 9 year olds and you're 15+ now. You refuse to lower yourself to that level but...you give in because, curiosity.

Wattpad was awful, and FFN turned out quite better and that's where you stay for couple years. Your expectations goes up, up, up. You find AO3 and it becomes your holy scripture.

It started with canon and semi-canon ships, it ends with piles of crack. It starts with shinobi from other villages. And Gaara is single, cute and alive. Isn't that just great? Well, yes, but then Mist Shinobi are just so compatible with Sakura's aggression... Why you are shipping Chojuro and Suigetsu with Sakura is mystery even to you but you are still doing it. You never thought one day you'd find youself shipping Sakura with any past hokage or dead, evil men... Actually you did but that's not important, anyway so you are now on the stage of conversion. It's just Sasori anyway, he is handsome, redeemable with enough love and care, and you like Sakura who has so much love to give and is just so shippable... Ahem.

You pick Naruto again and see if you'll be able to get your mind out of gutter. No, it went overdrive because you're now picking signs that you never had noticed before. What is this? Ino was better match for Sakura all along. My OTP is right here and I never noticed?? That's how you also end up picking up KarinSaku. Shit, Naruto should have ended up with Sasuke and let Sakura have Hinata. It might just be that you're hallucinating but you figure MadaSaku and ShikaSaku have good compatibility.

Shipping Sakura with someone who is not only married but also father to someone is a line you never thought you'd cross. But you did. You're horrified, hate how your mind works and you know there's a special place in hell for you but... Curiosity is a monster.

Finally, you give up trying to 'purify' your ways and just decide 'to hell with it'. Now there's not a single Sakura ship you've not yet seen that's already out there... And you're always open for something new.

It's been xx years since you first picked a fanfiction... You're not proud of yourself at all and you wouldn't tell a soul outside of fandom community that you read fanfictions, least of all the kind of fanfictions, but you're happy.

Your happiness is all that matters.

If someone asks you what your OTP is... uh, just smile, wide. Or say it's complicated. They will probably drop the subject, probably.

#multisaku #sakura haruno #serial shipping #i ship it #i dont know why i wrote this #narusaku #madasaku #inosaku #hinasaku #karinsaku #saisaku #itasaku #kakasaku #sasosaku #shikasaku #gaasaku #suisaku #any sakura ship for that matter #naruto fanfictions #road to hell #ao3 #fanfiction.net #not based on a true story #but close enough

[dayseternal-blog]

Hiiii <3 do you happen to know any fairytale naruhina fanfics? I've been craving them lately. Thank you in advance :)

Fairy Tale NaruHina fics :DDD sure!... okay, so genre is a complicated thing, and I don't want to confuse Fairy Tale and Fantasy....although the two are often related....um. idk. I'll just use Disney Princesses as my measurement for fairy tales.

ROYALTY/REGENCY AU

“What the Heart Wants” by @vegebulsoup​ - Rated E, Royalty AU, Two-shot. King Hiashi Hyuuga of the Land of Fire is proud to announce the engagement of his eldest daughter, Princess Hinata to the honorable Prince Toneri Otsutsuki of the Moon Kingdom. (It’s a shame her heart belongs to someone else).

“Blue Moon” by suryass - Rated M, Royalty AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. He was crazy. He could admit that, because the only thought running through his mind was asking her not to go back once everything settles. He wanted her to stay here, with him. He really was out of his mind.

“Arranged Marriage AU” by @magmawrites - Rated M, Royalty AU, One-shot. They would both do their duties. And surprisingly this would be a change they would full heartedly accept.

“Pillowtalk” by @linisen - Rated T, Royalty AU, One-shot. Soulmate au where if you’re both in bed thinking about each other you can hear each other’s voice.

“forced marriage au” by @jadeandonyx​ - Rated G, Royalty AU, One-shot. Ever since she was a child, Hinata knew this day would come.

“Monster of the Tales” by @utsus - Rated T, Royalty/Monsters AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Her heart races in her chest and her feet race to match its rhythm. She lets her heart lead her.

"One Small Action" by @myaekingheart - Rated T, Fairy Tale AU, One-shot. Princess Hinata is a caged bird. Naruto Uzumaki is a struggling rogue. There is only one thing on either of their minds: the Byakugan tiara. The crown that traps a princess, and could mean wealth for a thief.

"Thank You Fic #1" by @flowerslut - Rated T, Royalty AU, Short one-shot. Hinata discovers the lost heir, Naruto.

"January - Toward the Future/Vision" from "Still Falling for You" by @chloelapomme - Rated M, Royalty AU, One-shot. Sick of a unknown disease which paralyze his body little by little, the second prince of Uzushio, Naruto Uzumaki, has lost interest in life until the day a pretty street-dancer makes her entrance in his bedroom and gives him hope to have the future he wants to have.

"Snow White" by @nightowl27-writer - Rated E, Folklore AU, One-shot. He was supposed to kill her, not fall in love with her. But he was only human, and she surely was something much more divine.

and my own fic “Catskin” - Rated M, Fairy Tale AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. She’s a nameless girl. Strange in dress, appearance, and accent in a foreign kingdom. She stowed away on a merchant ship, running from a certain future much worse than just losing her name.

and my "Little Samurai" is also technically classified as a fairy tale au - Rated E, Folklore AU, One-shot. He's young, brave, motivated. He's lived through countless dangers and accidents. But he's brushed off as a sheltered maiden's plaything. He's much too small for his dreams.

MERMAID AU

“Saving Each Other” by basmah-chan - Rated T, Pirates AU, One-shot. An unmotivated fisherman dreams of the open ocean.

“Naruhina Mermaid” part 1, part 2, and part 3 by FelgrandKnight34 - Rated T, Royalty AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Prince Naruto, next in line to rule over the Caribbean Sea, unwittingly finds himself in deep trouble.

“The Little Mermaid” by Lexar - Rated G, Royalty AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Mermaid Princess Hinata longs for the human world. She saves Prince Naruto from a shipwreck and falls for him. In order to become human, she trades her voice to the sea witch for legs, but there is a catch. She has to get the Prince to kiss her in 3 days.

"Day 21: Disney/Dreamworks AU" from "They Define Us" by gl22 - Rated T, Little Mermaid AU, One-shot. Hinata's always dreamed of going out to the surface.

SIREN AU

“The Silent Siren” from “Oranges and Lavender” by @journalist298 - Rated M, Fantasy AU, One-shot. In the middle of a dangerous ocean, there is an island of sirens. One is different from the rest. Rather than join her sisters in killing with their song, she resigns herself to a life of silence.

I hope these satisfy what you were thinking of!! Happy reading!

#anon #naruhina fanfic recs #naruhina fairy tale au #naruhina royalty au #naruhina mermaid au #okay so i finally figured out that wandering wonderer readingbennie and journalist298 are all the same person #what #why did it take me so long to nail that down

[captnjacksparrow]

Why did Sasuke have sex with Sakura if he did not like her? He did horrible things to her and yet he made a baby with her so it means that he finds Sakura attractive. He is not that type of guy who would put his d just like that and I do not believe that he did not know about protection so he wanted a baby with Sakura.

To that Anon..... Who once asked me who is hornier, NaruHina or SasuSaku???.... And I told you my answer.... And if you are reading my post today... This ask is the literal proof for you!!!! Look at the proof of their Love.... 

God!!! I'm really uncomfortable talking about sex in an ask. Anyways, this will be my last time...

Disclaimer: The Word ‘Sex’ is used many times in this post. If you feel uncomfortable, please don’t read it.

Reasonable Answer:

The Studio forced Sasuke to do 'the thing'. That's all.

Prediction Based Answer:

Why do you think 'Having Sex' must always be related to attractiveness and romance????

Your question makes me doubt your Media Observing experience. I mean, maybe you are a 12 year old kid who never watched modern Movies other than Disney Stuffs.... 

Do you really think every sexual experience that everyone had so far was romantic????

Have you heard about 'One Night Stand'???? Or 'Casual Sex'??? Both of them were done just for experimenting... I mean horny teenagers get hormonal rage and they just do it and then forget about it. I'm sure you must have watched it in many Hollywood Movies. Popular Movie Example.... Iron Man... Tony Stark had wild sex with Christine Everhart for one-night but he never loved her or even remember that thing.

He is not that type of guy who would put his d just like that

Since you yourself had admitted that Sasuke is not that type of Guy... Surprisingly, I also agree with you on this, Anon.... So, can we safely eliminate One Night Stand and Casual Sex out of the possibilities?????

With that being said.....

There is something called 'Obligatory Sex'.... Like Back in those days, Kings cannot marry the girl they really loved. Because of Social Status. So, they marry a socially sound girl and make them into a Queen. Their purpose is solely for making Prince and Princess. They really won't share the same bed chambers because the King don't really love the Queen. But most of the Kings take their loved girl as their Beloved Concubine with whom they can share their true love in an honest way... Go and watch Historical Chinese and Korean Drama.... They are full of these themes. Or watch Game of Thrones Season 1...  The King, when he was trying to have sex with the Queen, he whispers his Beloved Girl’s name.... That irritated the queen... So the Queen went behind King’s back and had sex with her Br.... Sorry, some person and ended up having 3 kids.... What’s more?, She passed all those 3 kids as the King’s Children. The sex portrayed in this series are mostly either abusive, non-consensual... if it is romantic, it always ended up in a Tragedy, if it is an One-Timer, one of the partner will dump the other in the end..... or if it doesn't belong to any of the above, then it must be the sex that happens in Brothel House.

And there is something called 'Give and Take' Sex... Like having sex for one time, just as a favour. There is this Oscar Award Winning movie called 'Forrest Gump'... in which Tom Hanks mother have a one-time sex with a School Principal... Just for making her disabled kid to get admitted in his School.

And there is something called ‘Societal Pressure’ Sex... In Patriarchal Societies, such as mine, most of the marriages are Arranged Ones. So, Couple’s don’t really love each other in the beginning and they were forced to marry. And it’s this girl’s responsibility to bore a Baby within 10 months, otherwise, the Mother-In-Law or her Neighbours will pester that newly married girl.. .. And finally they consummate the marriage just for satiating her ‘New Found’ Family. Because Infertility thing will not be tolerated. This is how my Grandmom had her 5 kids... that is, without loving the Man she married. To this day, she still resents my Grandfather because she hates him for personal reasons. This is very common from where I come from.

And finally.... ‘Brokeback Mountain’ Sex.... Rather than me explaining it...You must watch this Oscar Award Winning movie. Oh, By the Way.... This movie was directed by Ang Lee from China... A place where homosexual contents in contemporary media were strictly banned and censored by their Government but they are the best in producing successful and soulful Shounen Ai novels...

He did horrible things to her

He never did anything horrible apart from rejecting her love advance... If she stayed quiet and remained non-horny in Chapter 693, he wouldn’t have put her in that Genjutsu. 

So, Stop making Sasuke as this monster just to portray your Kween as a Victim. She is the harasser in SS. 

I have given 2 Oscar Award Winning movies, 1 Most Emmy Award Winning TV series, Culturally similar TV series from China and Korea, 1 Blockbuster movie which gave rise to a Biggest Billion Dollar Franchise called MCU, Real Life Experience..... And yet here you are living in your la-la-land thinking that every Sex is based on Romance. Sasuke might have ‘did the deed’ based on any of the above... If he did as you said, that is, having Sex out of Attractiveness, he wouldn’t have abandoned her and Sarada for 12 years, he wouldn’t have asked her, “What are you doing here?” on seeing her face after a decade, he wouldn’t have refused to Kiss her.... The very natural response after seeing your beloved person is to Hug.... or atleast have a Brimming Smile. Sasuke did neither.

Please come to the real world instead of staying in your Colourful Disney World, Anon.

#anti sakura #antisakura

[fallen-in-dreams]

Alone Together

Also on AO3. Pairing: Gaara/Sakura. Summary: She didn’t care for the white picket fence and 2.5 kids. He didn’t care for kids. They were a match made in anti-social heaven. If they could be bothered to even figure it out. But as luck would have it, they have a friend of a friend in common. This is how two lonely people find each other. Prompt: Friend of a Friend. Rated: T. Words: 8,170. Status: Complete. Author note: These are coming out slower than I want but I’m determined to have them all done by the end of the fest. So please enjoy. ^_^

Warnings/tags: Karin/Suigetsu. Kankurou/Matsuri. Mentions of other side pairings. Hint to SaiIno, past NaruHIna and current SasuHina. Naruto/OC. Modern AU.

For week 2 of the @gaasaku-fanfests​ prompts. Late but still on time. :)

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  “If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company.” ― Jean-Paul Sartre

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  “Honey, I’m home!”

Sakura tossed her keys into the bowl near the front door and kicked off her shoes, narrowly missing the shoe rack, and chuckled as she dropped her bag on the floor. She stretched, yawned and sighed, tired and extremely happy to be home. She looked around, suddenly frowning that she was alone.

“Chika?”

Her Birman cat immediately came sashaying out of her bedroom, with an expectant and answering meow. Sakura scooped her up and hugged her to her chest for a few seconds, until Chika pawed at her to be let down, where she proceeded to rub her body along Sakura’s leg.

“And what have you been up to while I was at work?” She asked.

Chika meowed and sat down, looking up at her earnestly.

“Yeah, yeah. Food now, talk later.” She chuckled.

She hummed as she dished out the can to Chika, not really registering the strange happiness that had bubbled up inside her the moment she’d opened the front door. After so many hours at work, even doing something she loved so much, Sakura was always beyond ecstatic to return to her familiar and welcoming apartment. To her cat and the peace and quiet, stress free environment of solitude. She placed the cat bowl on the floor and watched as her elderly cat dug into it immediately. She wasn’t exactly an inexpensive breed but was at least low maintenance; she’d belonged to her parents before deciding that Sakura was her human, and no-one else. Mebuki had been annoyed but Chika’s decision had been final. So, the pinkette had taken her with her, eight years ago, when she moved out of her parents’ home. She’d never been happier, and Chika had gone from being grumpy most of the time to very rarely.

And like a typical Birman, Chika loved being talked to.

“Did you get up to anything exciting while I was gone?” She asked, to which Chika meowed again, between bites. That one sounded sarcastic. She smiled fondly. “Well, I had a great day. Only got thrown up on once. Lucky me.”

Chika’s sound of disgust made her laugh and Sakura talked to her for a few more minutes, knowing she was listening (in her own way) before leaving the cat to her food. After this sixteen-hour shift of emergency rounds and surgery, she was more than ready to just throw herself on her bed for the rest of the night. She was officially on-call at 6am and technically off until that night (if being on-call could be called that) and whenever she had this much time to spare, she barely knew what to do with it. She’d rather be in the operating room, to be honest. Sakura sighed.

For now, she decided to check the messages on her phone. She didn’t have a landline and was too busy at work to look at her mobile phone for the entirety of her shift (it was also too tempting during her breaks: she hated social media), so all the missed calls and texts were almost sixteen hours old.

Ino wanted to meet up for drinks because, “you work too hard, billboard brow” to which Sakura texted back “because I want to, Ino-pig”. She worked in a hospital, for Kami sake, what did the blonde expect? The other important one was from her work bestie, who’d had the day off. She’d sent texts of her day at the beach. Sakura chuckled at the photos of Karin pulling faces and kissing her very frustrated looking boyfriend. She debated what to say back but eventually decided on some surprised, laughing and heart emojis. The redhead would understand, since she too worked insane hours at Konoha Memorial Hospital.

She also had ten missed calls from her mother.

Sakura hesitated because she knew full well what those messages she left would say.

“I just want you to be happy.”

To which Sakura had already and often said, “I already am happy.”

“Working insane hours is not being happy.”

To which Sakura had already and often said, “It is for me.”

“I’m going to need grandchildren eventually, Sakura.”

To which Sakura had already and often said, “Well maybe I don’t want kids.”

Screeching and disappointed sounds always followed that declaration. She wished she could just tell her mother to have another kid and hope for the best. Sakura had only contemplated having a kid once in her life – in a mildly tipsy moment during university when she thought she might have a shot with this hot piece of meat she’d been ogling for a whole semester; his raven hair and dead stare was such a turn on. Turned out he was happily dating her ex-friend from high school.

Sakura sighed. If she didn’t call her mother soon, the messages would just keep getting worse. She reluctantly dialled the number and put her on speaker phone as she began to rifle through her liquor cabinet. Given the next day’s rotation she could afford to get a little buzzed. Just not too much.

I’m going to need it in a moment.

“Sakura!”

She almost dropped the bottle of sake when her mother’s voice screeched through the phone.

“I’ve been trying to contact you all day!”

“I was working, mum,” Sakura said, unscrewing the top of the bottle and foregoing a glass.

“You’re always working. It can’t be good for your skin, your social life or your ovaries.”

She coughed, trying not to choke on the bile that rose up in her throat. “Mother—”

“Don’t you mother me.”

I could say the same thing, Sakura thought, rolling her eyes. “I love being a Trauma Surgeon,” she said instead. “I—”

“You’re not even looking for a man, are you?”

“I’m fine.”

The conversation continued until Sakura had finally had enough and told her she needed sleep. “Bye, mum.” Sakura hung up and sighed. That woman was going to be the death of her. Ever since her father retired due to workplace injuries, Mebuki had been on the warpath for grandchildren.

“The next accident in the family could get us killed before I get to meet my grandchild.”

Logically, she had a point. But Sakura wasn’t going to point that out.

Was it really so tragic that she hadn’t found anybody? She was only twenty-six, not thirty. That hurdle was still in front of her, and Sakura was still free to pretend the number didn’t scare her. So, what if she was on her own right now? She’d been alone for all the random days before her mother’s sudden freak outs began. And since the last time she’d bothered to get in some guy’s pants. Working in trauma didn’t afford her much time, nor the luxury of contemplating a family life. And she was just fine with that. In her teens, she’d been a little more rambunctious, but she didn’t get that itch anymore. People who judged her for it pissed her off, but she could only bite back at her mother for so long.

Chika meowed at her, and Sakura sighed. It was her first semi-free night of the week, so she decided to make the best of it. She reheated the lasagne from the day before and settled down on her living room couch to watch some weird romantic movie with a story being told from a nursing home. She’d heard it was really popular. But by the end of it, she was disgusted. The guy was a stalker, and the girl should’ve called the cops on him.

I need to stop watching romcoms. They were far too romanticised and unrealistic.

Sakura sighed, washed her plate and stared at her cat who had spent the entire movie on top of her cat tower staring strangely at the television.

“That was stupid,” she told her, and Chika meowed in agreement. “Fuck it.”

She texted Ino to find out what she was doing, then quickly showered, dressed in one of her few decent going out dresses, then left Chika sitting on her perch and miserable.

“I’ll give you lots of pets when I get home,” she promised, rubbing her chin. “And treats.”

She wasn’t looking to replace the monotony of her life with some random guy. She just needed to get out and do something. After her shift, she’d been tired. Now, she just wanted some fresh air. Maybe it was because of that awful conversation with her mother. Or maybe it was a toxic remnant of that stupid movie. Either way, she was heading out.

Sakura didn’t drive (she’d lost her license because she sucked so bad), so she called an Uber and made it to Ino’s within half an hour. She would have to rely on the kindness of strangers (or a certain blonde) to pay for her drinks. Ino met her at the door and hastily ushered them both outside. Her boyfriend was going to meet them at the club, so Ino was driving. Which suited the pinkette just fine.

The club was called Club Stone, and it was popular for being safe, gender diverse, and not overpriced. And also, not swimming in druggies or aggressive security.

Maybe I can pay for my own drinks, after all.

Ino clearly knew the bouncer, so they were let in easily; she took Sakura’s arm.

“Hinata’s ex said there’s this guy you might like. Not as a romantic partner,” Ino added when the pinkette glared at her. She was slowly learning her lesson about setting Sakura up with random people. “But maybe as someone to emo it up with. He’s just as anti-social as you, apparently. Maybe even worse.”

So, a possible new friend that Ino is secretly hoping I’ll wanna bang?

Well, it had been a while since she got laid. It wasn’t something she actively looked for anymore and Sakura definitely didn’t have the itch to let someone climb inside her tonight. But perhaps a stranger who is on the same page as her, relationship-wise, would be a good person to talk to. It might be boring to Ino, but it sounded fun to her. A refreshing conversation on her night off sounded just up her alley, right now. And it might just get Ino off her back for a while. She really couldn’t foresee any other ending to the night.

Maybe I can get him to agree to pretend to be my boyfriend to shut my mother up.

“He’s over there with Naruto.”

“Naruto?”

Ino pointed. “Weird blond with the big cheesy grin.”

“Weirder than you?”

“Bleurgh, you’re so nice to me, billboard brow.”

Sakura laughed as Ino walked away, presumably looking for her boyfriend. She turned to look back in the direction that Ino had pointed. She assumed this Naruto was the odd-looking blond who seemed to think orange was cool. A brunette stood to his left, and a redhead to his right. The latter was definitely the emo that Ino was talking about.

Sakura watched him for a few minutes; the way he scowled when some stranger walked too close to him and then smiled when that Naruto guy engaged him in conversation. She smiled lightly at that. When he wasn’t twisting his features to scare someone away, he was very nice to look at, she’d give him that. But Sakura had a bad track record on interacting with men she found attractive. She was either a bumbling fool or paying way too much attention to their hands to focus on anything they said. That was the part she missed about sex: the things that could be done to her with large hands.

She’d been hoping this potential new friend was below average, in her personal tastes. At least then she could focus on what he was saying and not how perfectly chiselled his face was. She felt nervous all of a sudden and clenched her fists, trying to decide whether or not to give in to the urge to just flee.

The decision was ultimately made for her when her pager beeped at her. Even in this day and age, doctors still used beepers. They were just better than phones when it came to working in a hospital, for multiple reasons. Not the least of which was that they never lost their signal. No matter where she went, her attending would always find her. She cringed. Tsunade had promised her the night off, “barring a galactic emergency” and it just had to be that night, when she’d actually decided to let loose for a change, when the Chief of Medicine herself had decided to page the interns. Sakura sighed, then took one last look at the gorgeous redhead and turned to leave.

My cat is going to kill me.

  .:.

  “No.”

“Gaara….”

“I won’t do it.”

“Please?”

“Find someone else.”

“Come on, your big sister is asking you really, really nicely.”

Gaara groaned. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his nephew. It was just the projectile vomit and explosive shits he couldn’t handle. He wasn’t cut out to be a surrogate father-slash-uncle to someone who couldn’t even wipe his own arse. Watching Temari and her husband had only strengthened his decision to never be a father. Being an uncle was bad enough. What the hell was he supposed to say to a small, innocent and boring infant that only communicated through blowing bubbles at him?

Temari shifted on the other end of the phone, and he could’ve sworn something had just burped then giggled.

“Think of this as practice for your own kids one day,” she said.

Gaara scoffed. Did his own sister not know him better than that by now?

“Just wait until you find the right woman,” Kankuro had told him the one and only time Gaara had deigned to inform either of his siblings that he wasn’t the fatherly type.

How asinine.

“I’d rather roast myself over an open stove.”

Temari sighed heavily on the other end, shifting again.

“I’m getting an incoming call,” Gaara said, before she could complain again. Indeed, there was a beeping on his end, and he was all too happy to cut the call with Temari short.

“Fine,” she said through clenched teeth. “Remember this when you need me for whatever life thing you ultimately decide to do.”

“Will do.” He hung up on her and answered the incoming call. Gaara almost dropped his mobile phone when the annoying voice of his only friend rang through his ears.

He didn’t call Naruto a friend for no reason. The blond was the only person that had learned to stop trying to set him up on blind dates. So, this respect for his social ineptitude planted him firmly in the friend category. More than even his siblings. And he appreciated that Naruto didn’t care if Gaara wanted this or that, as long as he was happy. But that didn’t mean he didn’t annoy the redhead in other ways. He pulled the phone away from his ear as Naruto’s voice echoed through his now throbbing head.

“Gaara!”

Gaara winced and rubbed his head before tentatively moving the phone back to his ear. “Naruto, lower your voice you baka.”

“Sorry Gaara, but I was beginning to think you’d never pick up. Did you wake up on the wrong side of your princess bed or something?” The cheek in his voice told Gaara that Naruto was just pulling his leg, so he let that go.

“What do you want?”

“To know what you’re up to!”

Gaara rolled his eyes.

“Me and the guys are going out soon, wondered if you’d hang.” Naruto paused before adding, “the bastard’s on daddy duty so he won’t be there.”

“Fine, I’m coming.”

“Woo-hoo!” Naruto told him where they were meeting and Gaara hung up on him. He liked hanging up on people. He sighed and reluctantly headed to the shower.

Half an hour later, he was walking into Club Stone where he quickly found Naruto sitting at a table with Kiba, talking animatedly. They both greeted him; Kiba’s “hello” was more of a grunt of recognition.

“It’s a boy’s night,” Naruto proclaimed.

“Minus Sasuke,” Kiba added.

Gaara scoffed and ordered a Umeshu as he sat down on Naruto’s other side. After a few rounds, Kiba headed up to the karaoke stage and started to sing. Gaara was surprised by the deep tenor and the gentleness of it. “He can sing.”

“He’s a dick about it too,” Naruto threw back his rum in one go. “Look, you might’ve guessed I have another reason to invite you out tonight.”

Gaara narrowed his eyes.

“I’m not trying to hook you up, I swear. Not for a fuck anyway.” Naruto grinned at the offended look on his friend’s face.

Gaara sighed and dug his hands into his pockets uncomfortably.

“She’s a doesn’t-talk-to-her-much, friend of Hinata’s,” Naruto was saying. “And Sasuke remembers her from college. She’s just as unavailable and socially disinclined as you, apparently.”

Gaara groaned. When would Naruto learn? Just when he thought the blond had finally respected his decision not to get set up again, he goes and does this. He started to seriously re-evaluate whether they were really friends or not.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Naruto said seriously. “And like I said: I’m not setting you two up. I know you’d kill me for that.”

Gaara’s jaw dropped for an instant before he quickly shut it. “Then what is this?”

“I’m not telling you to take her home and introduce her to mini-Gaara in a wild night of sex or propose or whatever emo people do for fun,” Naruto said, ignoring the redhead’s glare. “Just talk. Even if only platonically. You could have a lot in common. You’re always busy or whatever and she’s a doctor, so busy is pretty much in her DNA. It’s a good foundation to bond over. Someone who would understand that part of you, at least. A friendship exercise, if you will.”

Amidst the sudden spike in his respect for Naruto’s ability to logic, Gaara felt his face flush a little at the previous sexual insinuation. He hadn’t gotten laid in so long he wouldn’t remember how to even do it. And he’d been too drunk to recall the only time he’d ever done it. He used to want to have a connection with whomever he let that far into his life. He’d romanticised courtship and dating to the point that sex had never been the end goal of his social interactions. He’d just wanted someone who understood him.

And Naruto’s a good judge of character, so maybe this girl will.

“She’s not here yet,” Naruto continued. “But I’ll point her out when she comes. She’ll be with Ino, some other friend of hers. Can’t miss her. She has pink hair. Not Ino, her friend.”

As Naruto babbled on about this girl and her friends, Gaara mused on his life. On how he always seemed to end up as someone’s pity guest. He’d grown accustomed to the bitter silence of his life that came from a long string of failures. He was well aware of the attention he got when he dressed up but that was just for sluts, both male and female. He had no interest in them. They weren’t worth his time. He’d rather be alone. And he was now oddly comfortable with that. He liked his life just fine. In this crazy world where people were killing each other for turning down dates and catfishing others due to their own insecurities, it was nice to step back from the chaos.

To be above being that desperate.

Kiba stayed on stage for half an hour, in which Gaara got tipsy in his sudden nervousness about this potential new friend, and Naruto had taken some girl to the bathrooms for a quickie before returning to the table, his face split open in a wide, obnoxious grin. The redhead knew immediately what Naruto had gotten up to because he actually had colour on his skin. He didn’t even flush this deeply after working out.

Kiba returned five minutes after Naruto did and sat down heavily, clearly exhausted. He ordered another round and started talking with Naruto about work for a few minutes before Gaara finally tuned them out. He looked around the bar, wondering where this mysterious woman was. He didn’t want to admit that he was more nervous than he looked.

This isn’t a hook up.

He had to remind himself that men and women could still be friends without having sex. He used to be friends with Naruto’s ex, after all. The woman was so meek and shy that she hadn’t bothered being annoying enough to get kicked off that list. Until she left Naruto for the bastard. The blond had also moved on and his Uchiha friend was welcomed back in the group. But Gaara hated the man long before that, so he didn’t consider him a friend to begin with.

Movement to the right caught Gaara’s attention.

“Hang on, wait.” Naruto stood and waved over a blonde woman who whispered in his ear then gave Gaara a look of sympathy before bouncing away with a dark-haired man that reminded him of Sasuke.

He realised what had happened before his friend even opened his mouth.

“She just got called in to work.” Naruto sighed and looked up at Gaara, genuinely remorseful. “Sorry.”

Gaara ignored the pang of disappointment in his chest. Having someone else to talk to about this would’ve been nice. He sighed. “Not your fault.”

  .:.

  Sakura was beginning to regret not pretending some crazy drunk had broken her pager. Konoha Memorial Hospital was understaffed for an emergency of this magnitude. It wasn’t a surprise and all doctors, whether they were interns, residents, or attendings, knew to expect it. It was a freak accident, and the place was already in disarray when Sakura dragged herself in, still dressed up from her short visit to Club Stone. She received a few weird looks and some compliments from work friends as she headed for her locker, to change into her scrubs.

It didn’t take long to find Tsunade and find out she was going to be working on several crash victims at once. So, no biggie, even given the enormity of this accident.

Sakura was still an intern and couldn’t wait to become a resident. She felt ready right now. It was the only important thing in her life, at the age of twenty-six. Everyone took the road through their studies at their own pace. A lot of people even waited to get started. But Sakura had known she’d wanted to be a doctor since she was six years old. She’d never pursued any other career or taken time off, deciding to just plough right through.

The only pause for concern had been what to specialise in. It took her a while, but she eventually decided on Trauma Surgeon. Her attending tonight was Rin Nohara, and she followed her quickly, not surprised that Tsunade was also hovering. The woman seemed more stressed than usual, but the Head of Medicine rarely wasn’t.

Sakura moved to scrub in, standing next to Karin at the sink. Her friend gave her a wry smile.

“I had a great day at the beach,” Karin sung, hip bumping Sakura.

“Oh, did Suigetsu drown?”

The redhead laughed. “No, but it was a close one.”

“Next time,” Sakura said, now miming pressing a head down, “push harder.”

Karin laughed even harder. See, this was why she liked Karin. Though she could be as temperamental as Sakura or even Tsunade, she knew how to take an actual joke. Once you got to know her, she really was more laid back than your average “crazy woman”.

“Let’s get to work!”

“Yes, ma’am,” Sakura and Karin both said to Tsunade before heading in.

Ten hours later and after her final visiting triage, Sakura collapsed onto the lower bunk in the on-call room. She was officially done for the night so she should probably head home but this was a much more comfortable way to spend her time. She rested for about ten minutes before she was hunted down.

“Ugh, what time is it?” Karin asked, pushing Sakura’s leg so she could lie next to her instead of climbing on to the top bunk.

“Don’t know.”

They fell silent, both just enjoying the simple pleasure of not having to move. After a while, Karin finally shifted to check the clock on the wall and sighed deeply.

“Ugh, it’s 4 am.”

More silence. Sakura was actually trying to sleep when Karin started again.

“I had to cut dinner short with Suigetsu. I think he was going to propose.”

“Nice.” Sakura smiled without opening her eyes. “I was at a nightclub.”

Karin tapped their feet together. “Good for you. Meet any cute guys?”

The hot redhead popped into Sakura’s head, but she hadn’t actually met him, so she shook her head.

“Too bad,” Karin said. “You know what?”

Uh-oh, Sakura thought.

“Suigetsu has a friend who’s recently single.”

Sakura barely managed to refrain from rolling her eyes. Her chest felt slightly constricted, knowing where this was going. Karin was a good work friend, but she was just as pushy as Ino sometimes. More, if one took into consideration that Sakura spent more time with the redhead, because she was at work so much. As Trauma Surgeons they were always on the clock, so to speak. None of her nervousness had registered on her face, it seemed, because the redhead wasn’t deterred by her silence.

“His name’s Juugo. You’d like him.”

I doubt that.

Sakura thought of the redhead she’d almost met last night. She didn’t even know his name, but she’d rather spend the night with him than get some sympathy date from this Juugo. She tried to avoid answering Karin’s question, but the feisty redhead started poking her to get her attention.

Sakura opened her eyes reluctantly and glared at her. Karin stared at her until she relented.

Sakura didn’t want to have to deal with this. “I’ll think about it,” she lied.

  .:.

  Gaara signed another form and pushed it aside, sighing. Something had been bugging him the last week and he couldn’t figure out what it was. But whatever it was, it had a gnashing feeling to it. It wasn’t related to anything he’d been doing, both at work and when out with Naruto. It definitely wasn’t connected to his siblings, who hadn’t gotten any less or more annoying than usual. He’d first thought maybe it was because the board of directors were giving him a headache over his latest decision.

“Just because you’re Rasa’s son, doesn’t mean you know the business better than we do.”

Gaara scoffed. Given that revenue had increased since he’d been named C.E.O. of Sabaku Industries, he’d argued that the correlation was invalid. They hadn’t liked that, but he had a no-nonsense policy, and everyone had learned it was better to just go along with it. His father hadn’t put him in charge because they shared DNA. No, Rasa had put his youngest offspring in charge because Gaara got shit done. He was responsible for the major corporate decisions, the overall operations of the company, acting as the main point of communication between the board of directors and being the public face of the company. Which he was surprisingly good at, despite his usual demeanour.

It was like he was born to it or something.

So that was how he’d found himself as the youngest ever C.E.O. in his family’s company, at twenty-six.

No, work wasn’t what was bothering him. The niggling feeling at the pit of his stomach wouldn’t go away though, even as he worked through the company expenditure to make sure he was happy with the output, which had traditionally always excited him. He couldn’t understand what it was. And he was so lost in his thoughts on the subject that he didn’t hear his brother knocking at the door for a full five minutes before barging in.

“What?” He snapped.

Used to Gaara’s moods, Kankuro just sat down in the chair opposite him, staring at his brother over the elegant desk.

“What?” Gaara tried again, this time less menacing.

“The board just harassed me over your decision to cut off trades with the Snake Oil Salesman.”

Kankuro loved calling the criminal, Orochimaru, by that name. It always got a smile out of Gaara.

“They need to shut up about it.”

“And how exactly are you going to get them to do that?”

“Fire them.”

“You don’t think that’s overreacting?”

Gaara shook his head. “The old biddies should know when to back off by now.”

Kankuro scoffed. “An old biddy is an unpleasant old woman, not a room of doped up old men.”

“They act like one.”

His brother laughed and wiped away a tear. “You got me there. But you’re going to need a new intake for those pharmaceuticals if you want to cut the snake out altogether.”

Silence. “Did you just come in here to tell me something I already knew?”

His older brother sat up straight and cocked his head at Gaara.

“Matsuri wanted me to invite you around for dinner tonight, but I think you’ll still be sorting this mess out until five in the morning again,” he said, lifting one of the manilla folders off the desk. He frowned as he read it.

“Put that back down. And tell your wife I’ll visit when she gets a babysitter.”

Matsuri had a kid from a dalliance before she married Kankuro, so Gaara didn’t see the little girl as his niece. She was more interesting than his actual nephew (who still thought blowing bubbles was the funniest thing ever), but she was currently in her terrible two’s phase, and he had no obligation to put up with that. How Kankuro did it, he would never understand. It wasn’t even his kid. Matsuri had once wished it would be Gaara’s though, since she’d had a crush on him for years. Apparently, her sprog was the result of a drunken night in which she’d screwed some guy in a sulk after the millionth time Gaara had rejected her. But luckily, Kankuro had swept her off of her feet when the guy bailed on her and the rest – as they say – was history. Despite her previous insanities, Gaara was happy for her (as well as himself) that she’d moved on. She did deserve better than some grumpy anti-social.

Kankuro put the folder back down. “I’ll run it past her. But you know, you can’t avoid Kaeda forever.”

I can certainly try.

“You’ll have to get used to kids eventually,” he said, waving at his brother. “What woman will want the father of her children to be a gigantic, anti-social pain in the arse?”

Kankuro darted out of the room as Gaara threw a paperweight with the company logo on it at him; it landed with a dull thud against the wall. That was a good throw, he mused. His brother’s laugh could be heard down the hall and Gaara was beginning to think Kankuro only kept bringing this up to annoy him. He couldn’t tell if Kankuro genuinely understood his disinterest or was acting out because he didn’t understand it.

He sighed and returned to the stack of work on his desk. To most people, paperwork was tedious and annoying. He understood that. But Gaara felt the tedium in the people attached to the paperwork. His father had taken a leave of absence to treat their mother to a whirlwind of romance and travel; they sent postcards and occasionally answered emails, but Gaara, Kankuro, and Temari hadn’t seen them for four months now. Not in person, anyway, since Gaara had facetimed his mother just the other day.

She deserved this extended holiday, after the things she’d been through.

Refocusing, Gaara spent the next few hours organising various aspects of the company. It wasn’t until his secretary told him that she was going home for the day that he realised what time it was. He put the paperwork aside, deciding on a break. But with his secretary gone, he’d have to get his own coffee, so he pulled himself out of his chair and headed into his personal break room. Other than himself, only his siblings and his secretary (when she was fetching his food or coffee), and the 3am cleaning staff were allowed in here. It was spacious and opulent. His father had definitely gone overboard with the décor, but he didn’t mind.

Gaara was just pouring his third cup when his phone vibrated.

He looked down at his phone. One new message. A notification on Twitter. His personal Twitter, as some corporate lackey was responsible for the official Twitter of the company. This account didn’t have many followers and he was happy about that.

The notification was a quote.

“Normalise being alone and not feeling lonely.”

He liked it without thinking.

Then, before he could fully back out of the app, the phone vibrated again. This time, it was a text from Naruto.

“Wanna hang tonight?”

That was a giant NO.

And that was the moment Gaara realised what had been bugging him all week.

That girl.

The one that Naruto wanted him to meet. It was such a strange realisation. He’d never seen her or even knew her name, but the thought of there being someone else who was openly against all the same things (socially speaking) that he was, had burrowed into his brain. This could be someone for Gaara to talk to when he got pissed at his family. She could be a comfort in his internal angst. It was just inconvenient that she was female. Not because he considered it beneath him to befriend women. But because he didn’t want to risk the chance of it becoming even more.

Back when he used to use Tinder, there had been some women who’d appeared to share his disinterest in starting a family. But it took more than that to form a connection and he found them to be (otherwise) boring. So, this friend of a friend was either boring or something more, that he wasn’t emotionally or physically ready for.

Will I ever be?

Perhaps the idea of being alone had settled so deeply inside of him that he’d subconsciously ruined every chance he got to not be alone. Gaara could summon no grief at the idea of passing on this opportunity, but the “what ifs” began circulating in his brain. Plenty of people were single and got along just fine. Some people were happier without that spouse that they had to constantly run things by.

But there was a difference between that and actively working against himself.

He stared down at his phone and glanced in the direction of his office, where hours upon hours of paperwork were waiting for him. Did he dare to put it off? It wasn’t like one more night out would hinder the business. He could just pass much of it off to other corporate officers for the time being. Temari had told him he needed to delegate more.

So, what was stopping him?

He had no idea and that scared him. A little. The most important thing in his life was his work. And he needed to be more concerned about the pickle he’d created for himself by breaking the deal with the Snake than some woman he’d probably never meet again.

But it still bothered him.

  .:.

  Gaara sipped the coffee and grimaced. Hospitals actually sold this crap? He double-checked the automated coffee machine and yes, it did indeed claim to be coffee and not dirty water or piss. What a fucking joke. He picked up his brief case again and looked around the room, finding a comfortable looking chair at an empty table and was grateful at least that it did as implied. Most of the stress from his shoulders and back seemed to ease away as he sunk into the knitted material. The lobby had had leather chairs, which he wasn’t opposed to, but this chair was far superior.

And that was saying something, given the budget of a place like this.

He had, thankfully, been directed to what looked like a waiting area crossed with television room and self-service coffee room. There was one other person in here – another redhead but with her face so buried in what looked like a medical text that he didn’t notice at first that she was wearing glasses. She hadn’t noticed him, and he was grateful, but just in case had chosen to sit with his back to her.

Musing as he glanced at the muted television suspended up against the opposite wall, Gaara absentmindedly sipped at his coffee before spitting it back into the cup and coughing a few times and putting it on the table. He forgot how revolting that was for a minute. He had never tasted anything so disgusting. Waiting for the Chief of Medicine while ingesting this piss poor excuse for caffeinated holy water was not the way he’d pictured spending his Saturday night. He was here to negotiate the intake of those pharmaceuticals Kankuro had reminded him that he needed, and the woman was supposed to be the opposite of tardiness, but he’d been waiting for half an hour already (including his time in the lobby). The stupid receptionist had insisted she was simply running late and was not to be disturbed. To him, this meant the woman was either in a meeting or entertaining some dalliance.

How people like Tsunade Senju got such positions of power was a mystery to him.

“Just delegate for fuck’s sake!”

Kankuro had been mildly annoyed at Gaara’s complaints about having to come all the way out here to do this, and he was right. Temari, too. But this needed to be handled delicately and it was after hours anyway, so it wasn’t interrupting his daily routine. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do on a weekend, anyway, except for catching up on more work. And it did occur to him to just leave and make another appointment, but this one had been difficult enough to arrange and he needed to fix this oversight as soon as possible. Especially since it was a result of his own business decisions.

The only problem was that Gaara was supremely bored. He’d already checked his Twitter and Facebook again as well as his email – both work and personal. He thought it rude to play something in a public spot (anything not in his apartment or at his work was public, to him) so he couldn’t even have a look through the videos he’d been tagged in by Kankuro, though likely that was a good thing since his brother had a depraved sense of humour.

He was just debating what to do now when someone else entered the room. Someone that stood out in her scrubs and short pink hair. Gaara cocked his head to the side as he spotted her. Was that Naruto’s friend? The cherry blossom, anti-social might-be-a-friend? She clearly worked here, and Naruto had said the woman in question was a doctor. How many women in Tokyo both had pink hair and worked in scrubs? If she wasn’t her, this was a hell of a coincidence. He continued to watch as she started slipping her money into the machine.

He smiled to himself. Even in the pyjama-looking work clothes she looked cute. Not that this had to be that woman. Gaara certainly wasn’t going to approach her to find out. No, it would be best she finishes up with the coffee machine and leave. She bent over as she did so, clearly annoyed with the machine. His eyes drifted down to the definition of her bum in those scrubs. They weren’t very flattering, but he could see the rough outline of her person, and she seemed to be well proportioned, despite being petite.

In his absentmindedness, Gaara lifted the discarded coffee cup and brought it to his lips. He almost swallowed before hastily putting it back down, embarrassed.

Get a grip.

The woman finally got her coffee and turned around, noticing him watching her. If Gaara had any shame about being stared at, he might blush and look away right now. Instead, he just looked back, his face a little blank. He hadn’t intended to stare, so once he realised what he was doing, he looked down at his phone, now feeling like his skin was indeed flushing at the attention.

“You’re Gaara, right?”

Too late he realised she’d walked over to him, coffee in hand and a surprised look on her face that was strangely not at odds with the genuine but shy smile. How had she guessed his name?

Don’t jump to conclusions about that woman Naruto talked about.

At the question on his face, she slid into the chair opposite him. “I’m Sakura. And yes, you’re hot, but no, I’m not hitting on you.” He couldn’t help the chuckle. “I saw you at Club Stone. My friend said we should meet.”

His eyes widened with surprise. But he wasn’t sure why he felt that way. “You’re Naruto’s friend?”

She laughed. “No. I’m a friend of a friend of his. I think the line of succession goes,” she held her coffee awkwardly while counting on her fingers, “Ino, Hinata, Naruto. Or Hinata, Naruto, someone I’ve never met and then Ino.”

It was his turn to laugh. Naruto knew a lot of people. It was both annoying and fascinating how he did that. Gaara leant back in his chair, deciding this was an interesting diversion to his boredom. “Aren’t you supposed to be working?”

She pouted but he could tell she was just pretending. “I’m on a break.”

“And what does your supervisor think you’re doing?”

The smile on his face elicited a half-smile from her. He was clearly joking. It was exhilarating how easily they were conversing. It felt really natural, as though they’d known each other for years.

“I’m still on-call,” she said, indicating to the pager on her hip.

Gaara noted the strange device. He’d only heard about these things. Temari was into antiques and had mentioned them in passing. They weren’t used anymore by anyone except doctors.

“I’ve always wondered…” his eyes drifted between her face and hip curiously.

“Why doctors still use pagers in this day and age?”

Gaara nodded.

“Don’t worry, you’re not the first to ask.” She sat back in her chair, hugging the coffee cup with her hands. “It’s just better. It takes weeks to kill the battery, unlike smartphones and tablets and whatnot.” She jerked her head to point at the ceiling. “Hospitals can be dead zones for smartphones, while a pager’s frequency goes right through these walls. It doesn’t matter where I go, I’ll get the page. It’s low maintenance and still works when all other communications die, like in a power outage. Also, it’s cheaper for the bosses to shell out for us.” She smiled, taking a sip of her coffee. “It still has some disadvantages, but it’s funny how this one technology that dates back to the 50’s is still so integral nowadays.”

“Hm.”

He looked genuinely interested in that, which only made her smile wider. She sat forward, leaning her arms on the table. “So, Mr Business suit, what do you do for a living?”

He felt his skin warm at the nickname. “I’m a C.E.O of Sabaku Industries.”

Sakura whistled. “Sabaku? That’s a family-owned business, if I remember right.” Gaara nodded. “So, you’re Ruthless Rasa’s son?”

It was a moniker that his father had earned for his merciless business ways, over the years. If you spent any time researching the company, you’d hear it. It had always bothered Gaara, mostly because it was accurate. Rasa had sacrificed much with his family, as well as broken other people, to keep the business going. But coming from Sakura, he found the words oddly funny. The corner of his mouth quirked up before he could stop it.

“It’s an apt title,” he said, not elaborating.

“So, you’re not like that?”

Gaara was surprised by the wariness in her voice. Was she sizing him up? He hoped so. She was surprisingly easy to talk to. He could see himself having many more of these conversations with her and future communications would require some sort of relationship. He would be down for that. Naruto really was very good at judging characters. And no matter what kind of relationship they may end up having, he suddenly wanted Sakura to want to spend time with him. He didn’t feel drawn to many people in his life. First, it was his mother. There was a bond between them that everyone had always remarked on. They understood each other. They gravitated toward each other. His mother was his confidante. Second, was Naruto. The closest he’d ever had to having a best friend, though if you asked the blond, they were best friends.

Now Sakura.

He didn’t know her well enough to put her on the list, but Gaara put her on it anyway. She was easy going, beautiful, and (seemingly) had the same disdain for the matchmakers in her life that he did for his, if the information from that friend of a friend could be believed. And if she didn’t want the marriage and 2.5 kids, he could foresee himself getting quite attached to her.

One thing at a time.

“I’m trying to change the way business is handled,” he said, surprised at his honesty. He didn’t want to say too much else, either: both because it was too early in getting to know her and it was really quite personal. “What about you? Do you enjoy being a doctor?”

She nodded vigorously and took a sip of her coffee. “I’ve always wanted to be one. I had no idea what I was getting into, but I love a challenge.” She smiled sadly. “My friends and family don’t understand, though.”

He remembered the claim that she didn’t want the marriage ring or kids and swallowed heavily before asking, “so you’re not the type to get caught up in social expectations?”

She shook her head, now watching him closely. “I don’t want that stereotypical life.”

And I’m tired of being expected to.

He felt like he could read her mind on that. “My siblings keep pushing me too.”

She laughed, some of the tension releasing from her. “Yeah, it’s like they don’t realise the more they try to push us into dating someone or getting married, the less we actually want to.”

She smiled into her coffee as Gaara returned the sentiment.

Who’d have thought she’d be enjoying her break like this? Seeing him in the breakroom had been surprising. Tsunade didn’t normally let non-workers in here, so she must’ve made an exception for him. Dressed up in his suit, he looked so handsome and official. So, he must’ve had an appointment with the Chief of Medical, but Sakura couldn’t bring herself to care about why. Only that he was here.

They talked for a few minutes before her pager went off. She groaned and looked down at it. Tonight’s attending was often late and nonchalant himself, so she didn’t mind being a few minutes late to him this time.

“So, you doing anything tomorrow?” She asked Gaara.

He blinked heavily. Tomorrow was Sunday, the only day he didn’t go into the office. Temari wanted him to come over and help with her kid or be at some barbeque… he couldn’t remember which one. And Kankuro and Matsuri were talking about a Sunday brunch.

“No,” he said, honestly. They saw him quite often enough and Gaara felt like if he turned Sakura down for this, it’d be a while before he could see her again.

“I’ll be getting off about 4am,” she said, “depending on emergencies. I’ll get a few hours of sleep and you can come round to wake me up for some coffee.”

He looked down at the hospital coffee he hadn’t touched since it almost choked him. “As long as it isn’t hospital coffee.”

Sakura laughed, her entire being glowing with happiness. He didn’t know how else to describe it. “I guess I’m just used to it. But yes, I have the good stuff at home.”

He just smiled at that.

“Anyway, it sounds great,” she said, hesitant to call their plan a date. “And we can share horror stories about rude and pushy family and friends.”

He nodded.

They exchanged numbers and she gave him her address. “Just call me when you’re coming over, okay?”

He nodded again.

“See you then, Gaara.”

Sakura left the room after looking back at him one more time and he let out a deep sigh.

Tomorrow could not come fast enough.

  .:.

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[bunny-hoodlum]

Asynchronous With You: Chapter 1

ship: naruhina

rating: teen (maybe mature later)

tags:  Modern Day AU, Foster Siblings, Family, Angst, Unrequited Love, Poor Communication

summary: An awkward journey full of self-denial and missed moments between two foster siblings. Perhaps their love will find the right timing someday.

(The way overdue long-form version of the Foster Sib AU I wrote for @szajnie for Secret Santa 2020.)

music: Asynchronous With You by burokkurubeats & my playlist

He wasn't the first child.

Somehow he had expected to be.

A girl his age, age six, and her older cousin had already been living here for a year now.

They had family, they were just… deemed unfit.

Maybe they'll take them back, when they get their act together. He doesn't know. He only knows he doesn't have the luxury of hope that they do.

Nobody was coming back to get him.

And he had nowhere to go back to.

The foster lady with the ruby red eyes showed him his bedroom.

At first, Naruto thought Hinata and Neji were close, so much so that no one could ever be closer.

Then he thought it was their tactic to keep others out, self-preservation in blood.

Hinata was nice enough, but she never strayed far from Neji.

That was because he never let her.

She wasn't just fiercely loyal to him. She was scared of him.

He tried to get Neji in trouble. Kurenai-obachan needed to know. But Hinata stopped him. She told him not to split them apart. That she didn't mind Neji bossing her around. She would never be okay if she didn't know where her cousin was.

So he tried. But it was hard. He still picked fights with Neji.

That didn't make Hinata happier, either.

He still thinks it's Neji's fault when she finally breaks down, telling them both off before running to her room.

He runs after her, but she won't let him in.

He goes to his room and talks to her through his wall. He has to press himself flat against it, straining to hear any sound.

Could she hear him, too?

"I'll leave Neji alone, okay?" It's a bitter promise, because it makes him feel like he's surrendered when he did nothing wrong. But part of him also feels tired of this pattern day in and day out. He'd rather spend his time better.

The silence stretched passed the point of comfort, and he pictured tomorrow, a tomorrow where Hinata may hate him. Enough to shun him in his own home. And would he really do what he's always done to others to her? Would he really go that far for attention?

His unconscious concerns spilled out, running through his fingers before he could stuff the words back in and swallow them. "Hinata… can I bug you instead?" He flinches and freezes, and he waits.

It's faint, but he heard her.

"Sure," she said.

His shoulders lowered as he slouched down the wall, the tension leaking from his body and he smiled.

Their early years would be shaped by a secret language shared between the two of them from that moment on, where a pinch on the arm and a retaliatory swat was a polite exchange in the morning. Where a "missing" item from their bedrooms was an excuse to search the house together, and where a stolen item was an invitation to enter each other's bedrooms. Hinata really liked to show him her new collection of pressed flowers, and he really liked to show her his latest Gachapon figurine. Whenever that happened, it was usually one of those new things that went "missing" shortly after.

It wasn't that Kurenai-obasan didn't spoil him as much as them, he could have new things all the time, too. But she hadn't been planning on taking him, she hadn't been prepared for him. If he wanted more things, Hinata would have to have less.

And the time he could spend with her was more than enough for him.

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Halfway through their grade school years their secret games waned. Being in the same grade helped to keep them in touch throughout the day, but at lunch time she was Neji's, and after school she was Neji's. That's just how it was.

But they were maturing. Their experiences were expanding. They had so much to talk about.

But how could they? It had to be at bedtime. And because it had to be bedtime, they had to be quiet.

He got the idea to drill a hole into their bedroom wall so that way they could easily whisper and not get caught.

That was one of his first thrills: vandalism.

"I think you mean 'home improvement'," Hinata giggled.

He had to process that.

He never realized until then that he still hadn't considered this his home.

Thanks to Kurenai-obasan, he had food in his belly and a roof over his head. He had a bed, some video games, and a safe route to school.

Thanks to Neji, he had a model of masculinity. Not a role model, mind you, but a model nonetheless. Some things about Neji were cool, even admirable. And other things he would never do in his life. They were both abandoned, confused and alone, sure. But it was always annoying how Neji couldn't help but look back. Naruto always had to look forward.

Maybe the way they both did things was equally imperfect.

He smiled to himself, as this is where he had to thank Hinata, for she kept them both grounded and present. Because that's how she lives her life, like each day is a gift not to be squandered.

Who cares about being hurt yesterday? Who cares about what hasn't happened yet?

Right now, at this moment, he was home.

This was his home.

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Girls at school always cupped their ears when they were eavesdropping. They cup their mouths when they're telling secrets or bad-mouthing others.

Hinata cups her ear around the hole in their wall when he's telling her stories. And she cups her mouth when she's telling him hers.

Her ears are sensitive, so he tries to watch his volume. He forgets himself when he gets excitable.

Her breath tickles and teases a memory from his brain, one that fills him with both sadness and relief.

When he tries to sleep, he searches for the root of this feeling.

The next day on television, there's a mother murmuring her baby to sleep.

He adopts that image as his own forgotten memory.

And the following night, Hinata's soothing whispers confirm that he had a mother once, and she used to sing him to sleep.

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Hinata's a wimp.

He loves the girl, but at school she is a gosh damn trouble magnet.

He jumps in front of her bullies, fists blazing, and he loses.

A lot.

But he gets to pick fights again. He gets to be cool from time to time. And when he gets better, he becomes the best. He gets a reputation!

By the time they reach fifth grade, he doesn't even have to raise a fist.

A well-aimed death glare is enough.

When Neji's graduation forces the two cousins apart for the first time in their lives, the older Hyuuga undergoes a personality shift.

He expresses legitimate concern for Hinata.

Maybe it's been there all along.

They're both standing on the empty landing just outside of their elementary's gymnasium where the remainder of the proceedings were taking place. Neji's stare, heavy with expectations and ultimatum, bore down on his little shoulders.

"You're the only one I can ask."

"Yeah, don't worry. I got this!" Naruto flashed his patent overconfident grin, and this time not a hint of condescension passed across Neji's face.

His heart thumped wildly when he and Neji returned to the gymnasium, with Neji returning to his position amongst the other students in the center of the room. Family members lined up against the walls in foldable metal chairs, a spattering of pride and loss playing out across their faces; Their children were growing up.

When Naruto took his seat, he stole a glance at Hinata on the other side of Kurenai-obasan. Her gentle profile seemed to unlock something inside of him. Waves upon waves of warmth filled his body, pulling him in deeper into a languid pool of contentment.

He would be her protector from now on.

He would be her brother.

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He never noticed how their paths lead each other further and further apart.

Their daily routines had remained the same.

Aside from a few exciting developments.

Like Kurenai reconnecting with a childhood friend. The man was a Marine and a chainsmoker, but he seemed cool.

Or how Naruto happened to find a collection of discarded skin mags behind the pool storage room at school. They now safely occupied the space beneath his bed.

There was also the neighborhood shrimp squad of grade-schoolers who loved to call him 'Boss' whenever he came over to play.

Or that time he was hanging out with Sasuke, and unusually the stoic lad had insulted a group of delinquents before he did at the local arcade.

Sasuke may have taken out four guys by the time Naruto took out one, but he still got the win.

But way, way before all of that something had really surprised him: Hinata becoming Deputy Class Rep to their own Haruno Sakura.

She was volunteered for the position based on her equally outstanding grades. Or, at least that's what they had believed.

Over time, it became apparent that they had volunteered Hinata to be Sakura's foil. Hinata was considerate and much more approachable. If the students wanted something, they went straight to Hinata first.

But then her unchanged nature became more detectable.

Like he's said before, Hinata's a wimp.

She crumbles at the slightest disapproval.

She implodes when she's convinced she could do better. When she thinks she's failing.

So halfway through their first year, she started to get abused. Girls and boys alike tried to strongarm her into making their lives 'better'. Making her fetch their lunches and dumping cleaning duty on her every day, then throwing her words back at her when she tried to complain. They'd say, 'But it's what you signed up for', and 'Isn't this your job? Don't you care about your classmates?'.

Somehow Sakura never noticed. He tried to tell her, but she didn't take him seriously. He tried to tell the teachers, but they acted like he had no evidence.

Liars! They just didn't want to get involved! What good are teachers if they don't help their students?!

Some weeks later, the following exams were posted outside the classroom.

Sakura was number two, just below Ino. They were always competing for the top, always unevenly dethroning the other.

Hinata was number three. Always suspiciously number three. And he was dead last.

Hinata could rise to the top, but she never tries.

He always tries, but he can never seem to rise.

He realized then that he hasn't been doing enough as her brother.

Compared to her, he has no future, no potential. It wouldn't be a waste if he took on her burdens.

He can take abuse, because during those first six years at a state-run orphanage, abuse was all he knew.

He realized what he had to do. Resiliency was one of his best traits, after all.

The following day, he took Hinata's place as the class slave. He fetched their lunches, got them drinks whenever they asked. The only thing they never asked him to do was their homework. Because… yeah.

Nobody knew they lived together.

If they did, well, he might've been forced to copy Hinata's assignments all the same.

He never noticed how their paths lead them apart, how their daily routines boxed them into two different social spheres never to overlap.

He was still her brother. Her protector.

But by high school, he'd also become the embodiment of trouble itself.

And he couldn't let that stuff disrupt her life.

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Naruto’s sprawled belly-down on the sofa playing on his Vita handheld when Kurenai-obasan calls out to him as she’s emerging from the laundry room.

“Naruto, I’ve stared at this hamper for three weeks,” She drops the hamper at her feet with a weighty thump for emphasis. “Are you going to do it or not?”

“I just forgot.” He surreptitiously powers off his game and abandons his handheld on the sofa as he ambles off the couch.

He’s dramatic when he slouches his shoulders and drags his feet, head lolling backwards in anguish. He hauls the hamper back inside the laundry room. He doesn’t look when he opens the washing machine and dumps his clothes into the drum. But the pile is sticking up. He tries to smash it all down, but he can’t. It’s already full.

“Crap.” He scoops out his month-old laundry in four armfuls and disposes them at his feet. He reaches in to grab the damp garments sticking to the sides of the drum, then begins to throw them into the dryer. At least that’s empty.

He doesn’t notice the butter yellow hoodie with white polka dots on the kangaroo pocket. Or the frilly linen top that needs to be dried on the line. Or the no-show socks with rabbits on them.

Once the drum was cleared out, he hurled his fermented clothes into the washer and started up both machines.

He went back to his game for several hours. Kurenai had to remind him to dry his clothes as she delivered the dryer’s contents to Hinata’s room. This was because Hinata was at cram school.

As he moved his items to the dryer, he recalled how Neji had done cram school too before moving onto a prestigious high school deep in the city center.

Naruto never knew whether to be jealous or not. School work was utterly useless and he didn’t envy the workload of overachievers, but maybe that was only because he couldn’t handle it. Maybe if he were smarter, he’d appreciate it better. Or maybe he’d figure out more ingenious ways to skip it all.

He played his game in the laundry room, waiting for the final ding to go off. He used the same dirty hamper to gather up his clean clothes and dragged it inside his room, where he promptly dumped it all out on his bed. Fresh laundry was intoxicating and he didn’t fight the urge to belly flop into the softener-drenched warmth.

He deeply inhaled as he sank into the heat. His cheek felt particularly nice against this satin material.

His left eye opened a peek. Vanilla and lavender stripes met his eye, with a rose lace and ribbon trim along the waistband.

He shot upright, his face no longer hot from the laundry, but hot with horrified embarrassment. He stared at the garment like it might come to life, jump on him and eat his face. It hadn’t so far.

‘It should be fine to pick them up, right?’ He thought with his frozen hand stretched out.

Why was he acting weird about this? They used to mix their laundry up all the time when they were younger. It’s actually how Hinata acquired a love of hoodies in the first place, because she loved to wear the beige one Obasan got him. She can pull off softer colors, but he can’t, so it was easily hers from that moment on.

He plucked up her panties by their corners and held it away, like it were an envelope full of Ricin, and he gazed at it mindlessly. Somehow they were exactly what he expected Hinata to wear, they were girly and cute.

Pale skin flashed before his eyes, a taboo image of Hinata in these panties, lifting her pleated uniform skirt up had startled him and he dropped the undergarments with a yelp.

Did he really just imagine her that way?

Naruto tried to smack the stupid from his mind until his cheeks burned with physical pain, then with everything he could muster, he snatched up the pair and ran for her bedroom, adding it unceremoniously to her hamper of clean clothes.

He pretended to be asleep by the time she got home.

He ignored the sweet voice that slid through the hole in the wall until she gave up and stopped calling him.

There was simply no way he could hold a conversation with her after that experience.

And to think he had to rely on his skin mags to purge him of his sin.

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Weightlifting was doing wonders for him.

For starters, it was taking his mind off of his libido.

For another, his physique was changing. He was starting to sprout up, too. Hinata’s former bullies were starting to learn some new feelings, like reluctance and fear. They eventually moved onto the freshman to enslave, leaving him alone to finally live his final year of middle school the way he always wanted.

The more he did weights, the more girls started to look his way, not just at Sasuke-teme.

Life was looking good!

Is what he thought when he was hanging out on the roof with Sasuke and two Ojou-gyaru types. One girl was straddling Sasuke while Naruto spooned the other girl from behind.

A dire thought hit him when he realized only six months remained until graduation. A choice he had been overlooking was rapping its knuckles against his temple, and he could hardly shoo it away.

“Hey.” Naruto turned his head towards Sasuke.

“Hn?”

“Where are you going for High School?”

Sasuke turned his head up towards the sky. He was pensively silent. Then he shrugged. “I’m going to stay here.”

“So you’re going to Konoha Normal High?”

“Just like everyone else.” Sasuke said.

‘Everyone else’ didn’t include Hinata, and he was supposed to stick close to her.

How suspicious would it be if he chose to follow her to her high school?

What if he couldn’t? What if she was following the same path as Neji?

Neji would be there until her senior year. Was his responsibility to the both of them over already?

Naruto would later get a text from Obasan that she would be spending the night with Asuma.

K-Obasan: There’s curry udon in the fridge.

He narrowed his eyes at the text.

Just because you add noodles to leftover curry doesn’t make it a Naruto-approved dinner!

“Udon’s not even the same thing!”

His steps slowed in the school corridor. It was enough for his rooftop date to catch up with him.

“Your face looks weird when you’re glum.” She giggled as she poked his cheeks.

“Yeah, well, I just realized I’m about to go home and no one’s going to be waiting for me.”

“Oh?” She circled her arms around his own and leaned in close. “Good for us, huh?”

His eyes widened with realization. A goofy grin stretched across his face, the corners curling lasciviously.

‘Yeah,’ he thought, ‘I’m owed this.’

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Author Note: I'm forgoing the one-shot because I still don't have that kind of discipline. ;D I'll definitely try to finish this short story to the end. I had received some good title suggestions for this story, but I ended up going with another song name because I can't seem to do anything else. ¯\_༼ ಥ ‿ ಥ ༽_/¯

I'm still going to try to adhere to the canon of the original fic to the best of my ability. I would totally declare this new canon, honestly, but then it'd be a Secret Dating fic with smut and it would never line up with what I already wrote. 😓

Anyways, I hope you liked this so far!

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[ohhipstaplease]

Sunrise Salutations [AU]

One-Shot Modern AU - As the sunflowers bloom year after year, Naruto tends to the garden his childhood friend, Hinata Hyuga’s family left behind in hopes that his almost love returns one day.

Pining | slight angst | Modern AU | Rated T | 2K+ words | AO3

For Naruhina week 2021 @nhweek | April 12: Sunflowers / “Good morning!"

Having been somewhat of an early riser for the better part of his young life, Naruto Uzumaki always woke before his alarm went off. This wasn’t without reason, especially not as sunflower season rolled around once more.

Naruto sighed as he kicked off the tangled covers and stretched out his tired limbs. He could’ve used ten more minutes of sleep, but, he knew today was the day the flowers were finally going to bloom. It was the one day he looked forward to all year.

After his childhood friend, Hinata Hyuga, suddenly moved away years ago, he found that continuing to tend to the garden her family left behind helped him make some sort of sense of the unresolved feelings he had towards her. He was only seven when his friend had left his side, but still, it felt like it was yesterday that he realized that maybe girls weren’t gross and that perhaps holding Hinata’s hand wouldn’t be the worst thing he could do.

Back when they both fit into overalls and found fingerpainting fascinating, the pair used to wake up at the crack of dawn and watch the sunrise from the Hyuga garden under the watchful eye of her mother, Hitomi. Naruto’s mother was not a morning person, but his father always made sure to rouse him awake right before the sun rose so he could be out the door and right next to Hinata tending to the sunflowers as morning unfolded upon the city of Konoha.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Hitomi would say as she refilled her watering can.

The children would look at each other and smile, always in wonder of Hitomi. Whether it be as simple as a sunrise, or a perfectly shaped petal on a sunflower, the way she found beauty in everything around her was contagious. Every morning she had something new to show them, something to teach them. Every morning Naruto looked forward to the warm embrace of the sun as he learned what made the flowers he and his mother so adored thrive.

This was their routine, summer after summer, until Hitomi suddenly passed away one morning. Naruto remembered it well, the cries of his mother, when she received the call, the arms of his father, tightly wrapped around him as he tried to explain what had happened. But the one thing that always stood out to him the most? Hinata’s stoic stare as she held her younger sister’s hand at Hitomi’s funeral. He wanted to reach out and hug her like his father had embraced him. But she was too far away, always too damn out of reach.

Heartbroken, and unable to tend to two daughters alone, the head of the Hyuga household, Hiashi, decided to move his family closer to his brother’s home so he could grieve without the weight of having to take care of two young girls as a single father.

They disappeared the day after Hitomi’s funeral, without a single goodbye being said. If the fully bloomed sunflowers hadn't been left behind, you never would have guessed the Hyuga family had ever lived there.

Naruto’s mother, Kushina, woke at sunrise a few days after the Hyugas had gone. She paced the hallway leading to Naruto’s room until she decided it was an acceptable hour to get him out of bed without concerning him. Gently rousing her son awake she whispered, “Good morning, sweet boy. It’s time for sunrise salutations.”

He didn’t question why she was up so early, didn’t dare. Instead he let her wrap his hand in hers as they made their way into the backyard of the now deserted Hyuga home and quietly began watering the flowers. When the sun was fully out, and the flowers were completely watered, Kushina brought out a pair of gardening shears and cut one single sunflower from its thick stalk.

“For Hitomi,” She said, as she placed it in Naruto’s hand and smiled sadly. She already had a vase inside their home with a picture of Hitomi and her daughters from the previous winter when they had come over for the holidays. A makeshift altar.

“You know, Hitomi once told me this beautiful story about why sunflowers turned to face the sun on their own,” Kushina said as she brushed her son’s hair back.

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm,” She nodded, “It was some sort of Greek myth. Like the one you learned about in school last year?”

“Oh.”

“Yes, let me see if I can remember,” She tapped her chin before pulling the wild strands of her fiery red hair up into a messy bun, “Ah yes. Well there was a nymph that was in love with the sun god Apollo. You know who Apollo is right?”

Naruto nodded.

“Good, well, Apollo didn’t love her back. The nymph was so sad at his rejection that she didn’t eat or drink anything, she would only stare at the sun and imagine a life where he too felt what she did.”

“Yikes,” Naruto said, tilting his head.

Kushina let out a laugh, the first one she had genuinely had since the funeral, “Stop it. Let me finish,” She took a breath before continuing, “Well, the gods took pity on the nymph and decided to turn her into a sunflower because it would always face the sun god’s path.”

“So the flower is a woman?”

“Metaphorically, yes.”

“Metaphorically?”

“It means it’s like a symbol. So the sunflower is a symbol for love and adoration, no matter what Apollo did, the nymph would always face towards him and follow his path until the day he realized her feelings for him.”

“That’s really sad. You said it was a beautiful story.”

Kushina tapped her chin, “I guess you’re right, it is kind of sad. But that’s life, buddy. Sometimes you fall in love with someone who barely knows you exist, but you’d follow them to the ends of the Earth anyways. Something beautiful can still blossom from the pain, you know? I think that was the best part about Hitomi...she always saw the beauty in everything.”

Kushina didn’t take the sunflower away from the makeshift altar until it completely wilted, and to this day, the framed picture still sits in the same place.

Naruto didn’t quite know how to feel, he was too young to understand loss, but old enough to understand that his best friend was gone, that she was sad. That this was something he couldn't fix. Eventually he moved on and made friends with kids at school, but he never once was able to look at a sunflower without remembering Hinata’s lavender eyes peering through her blinds, trying to make sure Naruto was up every morning to meet her in the garden.

He had asked her one day why she always peeped on him through her window, and she bashfully looked away, “I just want to make sure you’re up for our sunrise salutations.”

“Sunrise salutations?”

“That’s what momma calls them. Y-you know. When we say good morning to the plants.”

“Good morning? Why not just say that?”

She thought about it for a second before saying, “I think it just sounds better. Don’t you?”

He smiled to himself as he recalled how she went out of her way to say good morning to by waving to him through her slightly opened window everyday since they had that conversation. Their own little version of sunrise salutations. He especially missed her little quirks on days like today.

Naruto couldn’t help but wonder how she was, if she was still as painfully shy as she had been before, if her annoying cousin had finally stopped picking on her. He hoped she was happy, eating well, that she grew to love the hair she demanded her mother chop off because it was too heavy on her neck and too hot in the summer.

If he didn’t know any better, he’d venture he was in love with the Hyuga girl he barely even knew anymore. Just like the nymph from the Greek myth Kushina had shared with him, he had been left listless, simply trying to gather enough warmth from the sun to keep moving on, but never forgetting the girl who made his heart race a little faster for the first time.

For good measure he peeked out of his blinds and in the direction of Hinata’s former room just to feel something. But all he felt was a pang in his chest as he saw the blinds had been taken down and the room was barren.

The family that had lived there since the Hyugas moved away had also packed up and gone this past week. They were kind, that was without a doubt. An older couple with grandchildren who would visit over the summers. They’d been nice enough to let Naruto continue gardening on their property, claiming their arthritis would prevent them from keeping the garden as nice as it was.

In reality, though, the woman had known of the family who had lived there before and had a hunch the young blonde boy before her was smitten. How could she deny him the last connection he had to a first love he’d most likely never get to see unfold?

“Naruto! Breakfast!”

Naruto perked up at the sound of his mother’s voice. He knew she too wanted to see the blooms, although she'd leave the gardening to him. All she’d ask in return was that he cut one single sunflower for Hitomi.

“I think I’ll eat a little later, don’t want to miss the sunrise,” He said as he snagged the cup of coffee from her grasp, took a swig, and ran out the front door.

Kushina shook her head as she looked down at her mug, peering through the kitchen window to watch her son as he slipped on his favorite gardening gloves and began turning on the hose to fill the beat up watering can he had used since she could remember.

She waved at him through the window, a slightly devilish grin upon her face as she waited for him to notice her, and once he did, she took her mug and sat at the little table they kept in the kitchen, leaving Naruto to his sunrise salutations.

Naruto breathed in deeply as he saw the sun slowly rising in the horizon, felt that pang in his chest once more as he remembered how Hinata had fearlessly interlaced her fingers in his and led him through the garden when all the flowers were in full bloom. Hitomi’s laugh intermixed with the birds chirping and the wind whistling was the perfect soundtrack to summer.

Nonetheless, his music would have to do now. He popped in his headphones and blasted his latest favorite song to try to shake the melancholia he woke up with this morning.

His music was so loud that if anyone were to approach him, he surely would not have been able to hear them. And that, in fact, is exactly what happened.

As he turned to refill his watering can, he screamed out as he fell backwards. A hand reached out to grab him, only for him to pull the girl down with him.

Naruto, clearly startled, panicked as he felt her upon his chest. They were a tangle of limbs, he could almost feel her rapid heartbeat on his as she laid upon him.

“Holy shit, are you okay!?” He tried to sit up and pull her up with him, only to find inquisitive lavender eyes staring back at him.

He was at a loss for words, the eyes he had so missed, he didn’t think it could be real.

The girl rubbed her head, cheeks flushed and hair askew, she attempted to get up, but stumbled back onto the grass. Naruto quickly lept into action and helped her get back on her feet, leaving his headphones and watering can strewn upon the ground.

“This wasn’t how I planned for this to go...” She said as she dusted her dress, avoiding his gaze.

“W-what?”

She smiled at him, meeting his gaze for the second time that morning, “I just wanted to...um...to say good morning to you...like we used to.”

“H-hinata?”

She nodded, “We were told you kept up the sunrise salutations, I made papa drive us back in time to see the flowers bloom.”

“Y-you’re back?”

“Moving back in this week.”

“You’re back...” He whispered, taking her in. She was ethereal, the sunlight illuminating her like a halo. Her hair had grown past her waist, her face as beautiful as he had remembered it. Wherever she went, he wanted to face her, he had no doubt now.

“I’m back,” She said, shyly pushing a strand of hair back behind her ear.

Now he understood his mother’s sly smile as he slipped out the door that morning. She had not risen to see the flowers bloom, rather she had gotten up early to ensure her sunflower would be ready to face the sun when it rose.

Naruto reached for her hand, leaving Hinata a tad breathless. He had never been the one to initiate contact all those years ago, it was always her leading the way. The only time she had felt brave enough to assert her feelings was when she was around him.

“Good morning,” He said, interlacing his fingers in hers. His hands were large, callused. She noticed immediately the difference in size between them, both in the width of their hands and their heights.

She had to look up to meet his gaze, “Good morning, Naruto. Can I help you tend the garden today?”

He squeezed her hand and relished the light her shy smile exuded, “Hinata...that sounds perfect.”

From the window in the kitchen, Kushina Uzumaki peered towards the garden and saw her son reunited with the eldest Hyuga. She raised her mug in cheers towards the photo of her friend, and finally, decided to rejoin her husband in bed.

It was far too early for her to be up anyways, and she was sure her son would wake her when he was finished with his sunrise salutations anyways.

“We have a lot to catch up on,” Naruto said as he grabbed the shears to cut the single sunflower he had promised his mother.

“We certainly do,” Hinata nodded, “Wait are you cutting them already?”

He blushed, “It’s for your mother...for Hitomi. We always give her the first sunflower of the seaso-”

He was taken by surprise for the second time this morning as Hinata wrapped her arms around his waist tightly and pulled him into her embrace, “Thank you,” she murmured into his chest.

Naruto nearly melted as he took in her fragrance, he rested his chin upon the top of her head and breathed in deeply, “You’re welcome.”

She looked up at him and smiled through the tears that began falling from the rush of emotion of being back at her childhood home and reunited with Naruto. Her mother’s memory lived on in every inch of the garden, how could she not feel at peace when she was there? She wished she had never left.

“Do you have an extra pair of gloves?”

Naruto nearly whimpered as she unwrapped herself from him, but he knew that she was back. She wasn’t leaving him again. Her touch would be something he’d be reacquainted with day in and day out if he had his way. All he needed was patience, he had waited more than ten years after all. What was a little while longer?

“For you? Always,” He replied with a large grin.

He couldn’t wait to spend the summer with her in the garden. Just like they used to, but now, perhaps, a little different.

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[powerful-niya]

So I've been doing a lot of editing on my Naruhina stories, mainly on my Naruhina fanfic 'Enemies Or Lovers.' And so far, I truly like the result. It's wonderful!

Warning: Violence-Dark Themes. Supernatural/Vampires.

Before:

Hinata's P.O.V

"Mmm." I moaned out as I drunk from a young girl's neck, far into the woods, late at night.

I suck vigorously, my hunger getting the best of me.

My eyes closed tightly as my best friend stood beside me, monitoring me and watching out for werewolves..

Our arch enemy...

Vampires.. Arch enemy..

Her blood tasted so good, I just couldn't stop.. I knew I should but...

"Um Princess, I think that's enough." My best friend, Sakura warned me.

I didn't stop though, I couldn't stop.

Her screams were drowned out by me.. All I focused on was erasing my intense hunger for...

Blood.

My eyes shined a dark purple which was very different from my normal lavender.

I held the girls head tightly as my razor sharp fangs sunk into her neck, drinking up all of her blood, making her fall limp.

I finally removed myself from her neck, my teeth shrinking back to normal.

I breathed heavily and then backed away, my eyes now catching a glimpse of the now dead, innocent girl below me.

My eyes widen as I stared at the wide-eyed black haired girl that laid dead on the grass below.

Her neck bloody and completely torn out..

I, did that.

Oh no..

"O-Oh my goodness. I killed her. I killed her." I screamed and wiped my mouth that was covered with her blood.

Sakura sighed and shook her head "Damn. I knew I should've never brought you out here. You was just hungry Hinata. It's normal for us vampires." She informed and bend down and helped me up, grabbing my hand and pulling me up.

I stumbled onto my feet, my red and black long dress following my movement.

I sighed sadly, the cool, night air blowing through my long midnight blue hair.

I looked down at my feet, feeling tears prick my eyelids "I'm so bad at being a Vampire, Sakura. My bloodlust just gets the best of me.. And I can't help it.." I admitted to her and then looked up at her concern expression "I'm so weak." I continued but she waved her hand at me, reassuring me.

Her pink, short hair swaying in the night wind also as her emerald eyes stared at me intently.

She shook her head at me, a smile etching her lips despite my terrible behavior "It's okay, Hinata. That's why I'm here to help you. It's just you're so innocent, My Princess, it just can't be helped." She said and guided me back to my Mother's palace.

I nodded slowly to her claim "Yeah, I guess. It's just, I'm still, so hungry." I said yearningly, my eyes turning back to a dark purple again, just thinking about getting my hands on some more blood.

Sakura frowned and rubbed my back, calming me back down.

I gasped quietly, my eyes turning back to my normal lavender.

I laughed nervously when Sakura shook her head at my behavior "Let's hurry, inside." She quickly instructed and nodded at the vampire guards who were standing watch.

They nodded back and opened the gates to the vampire palace.

I smiled and walked into the palace with Sakura by my side.

I sighed exaggeratedly and looked up at the same, old boring chandeliers and paintings that's been here ever since I was born..

I groaned and parted away from Sakura to go to my room, which was located, up a flight of stairs.

She waved at me and made her way to hers.

I sighed sadly and entered into the same room I've been seeing over the past 100 years.

I blinked wildly at the darkness and cut the light on, but dimmed it.

I sighed and decided to lay on my bed for now away from the drama that goes on outside.

I laid down gently on my freshly made bed and just stared up at the ceiling with sadness.

As I carry on through life.. I feel like, there's something.. missing.

Because I'm a little older now.. I just think the empty feeling in my heart is thirsty for someone to care for, to love.

It's more of a longing feeling and I've noticed it gets stronger and stronger by the days processes on...

After:

{Edited}

Hinata's P.O.V

"Mmm." I moaned out as I steadily drunk from a young girl's neck, far into the woods, late at night. I suck vigorously into the flesh of the human who had unfortunately wandered in the woods too far, entering the territory of the beasts; where we vampires lived.

With my razor-sharp teeth, I had torn two holes into the girl's neck, and from there, I drunk and drunk, drinking her blood in a daze. I didn't know what I was doing anymore, reality was not my own. All I wanted was to satisfy the aching hunger I felt. My eyes were shut off from the world, my arms wrapped tightly around the whimpering girl, my body huddling on the ground.

My best friend stood not too far from me, constantly monitoring me as well as watching out for werewolves. Our arch-enemy. Vampires, arch enemy.

I moaned once more, steadily taking more and more of the human girl's blood, unknowingly taking her life. The taste of her blood was divine on my tongue, to my taste buds, I just couldn't stop... The voice in my head continuously told me to but I chose to ignore it.

"Um Princess, I think that's enough." My best friend, Sakura warned me cautiously. But I didn't stop though, I couldn't stop.

The human girl's screams and desperate cries for help were drowned out by me. All I focused on was erasing my intense hunger for; Blood.

My usual innocent lavender eyes had now changed into a different color due to my body transforming because of the strong hunger I felt. Now in my feral state, my eyes were darkened, turning to a dimmed purple almost black color. Horrifying was the word to call me but at the moment, I didn't care about anything. Only when the girl fell limp in my arms did I come back to reality.

Finally regaining some sense of control, I removed my bloody canines from the black-haired girl's injured neck, my teeth shrinking back to their normal size which looked less frightening. I breathed heavily as I slowly came back down from my high, backing away but when I shifted in movement, my eyes, unfortunately, caught a glimpse of the now dead, innocent girl below me.

My eyes widened drastically, tears instantly forming in my eyes at the horrifying display before me. The young girl's neck was completely covered in blood, her eyes hooded and dull. Her frail body laid limply on the green grass. She was dead. Gone.

I, did that! It's all my fault! Oh no.

At that realization, I began to freak out, "O-Oh my goodness. I killed her! She's dead!" I screamed out into the cool night air, one of my pale hands moving up to wipe the blood from my mouth, cleaning it for my own sake.

Sakura sighed from where she stood, her light green eyes staring down at what I caused in regret. She shook her head, "Damn. I knew I should've never brought you out here. You were just hungry Hinata. This is normal for us vampires." She informed encouragingly, "You'll get the hang of it eventually." She added on, trying to cheer me up which slightly worked. But because I was quite selfless and innocent, I was still completely devastated by my actions. I couldn't believe it.

I whimpered shakily the entire time as Sakura worked to help me up, bending down to grab my hand. With it, she pulled it upward bringing my petite body to a stand. I stumbled on my feet, my wavy black dress following my unstable movement.

I sighed sadly, the cool, night air blowing through my long midnight blue hair rapidly.

I looked down at my feet, feeling tears prick my eyelids. The awful deed I had just committed kept running through my head like a broken record. A tear fell down my cheek, "Sakura, I-I don't know if I can do this. I'm so b-bad at being a vampire. I can't do anything right. I fail at everything and t-the bloodlust I feel is too much to handle. I-I... don't know if I can do this." I admitted to her, pouring my feelings out. They were words I always wished to say but never did. But now, I felt no reason to hold them back anymore. I had a right to feel this way. I am certainly a disappointment to the entire vampire species.

I looked up at the pink-haired vampire who had a very concerned expression on her pale face. I pouted, "I'm so weak." I continued dejectedly. But by my last self-loathing comment, she waved her hand at me, reassuring me. From where she stood, her short red dress flowed peacefully within the wind revealing her shiny pale legs. For her feet, she wore black flats, just like I did.

She gave her head a shake at me, a smile pulling at her pink lips despite my terrible behavior, "It's okay, Hinata. That's why I'm here to help you. It's just your nature is so innocent and virtuous, my princess. That's why it's so hard for you to grasp the techniques vampires have to commit. But, you're strong, you'll get through this." She said favorably, her hand diving around my neck to guide me forward, back to my Mother's kingdom.

I nodded slowly to her claim, a small smile slowly appearing on my slightly bloody face, "Y-Yeah. Maybe you're right. I need to have faith. B-But." I paused in my words, the lust for blood rushing back, calling for me. I growled underneath my breath, "I'm still, so hungry." I gritted out yearningly, my eyes turning right back to its purplish-blackish tinge again. Once again, I was losing the battle of control.

Sakura frowned upon that and began to rub the center of my back in circles to calm me down as we walked; which did the trick nicely. Her comforting action distracted me from the blood lust I felt. I gasped quietly, my eyes turning back to my normal lavender.

I laughed nervously when Sakura shook her head at my behavior, "Let's hurry and get you inside, girly." She said with uneasiness in her tone, our feet steady walking through green grass and tall trees. We didn't stop walking until we made it to a large but dark kingdom that stretched high into the sky, touching the clouds. The vampire kingdom could be seen from afar and we, walked straight towards the gates; the entrance of the grand kingdom, side by side.

Sakura nodded at the vampire guards who were standing watch in front of the colossal-sized double doors. They nodded back, receiving the memo from my friend, and with that, they opened the gates to the vampire palace for us. I smiled to see the doors of my home open up for me and with that, I walked into the palace with Sakura by my side.

As I entered, I couldn't help but groan. There was nothing but the same old, doddery furniture placed about, same dusty rooms, and the same boring chandeliers and paintings lying about which have been here ever since I was born. Actually, they've probably been here in the castle longer than that. Mother's taste was quite old-fashioned, after all.

I groaned but parted ways from Sakura, not before sending a quick wave in her direction.

"Bye Sakura! Thank you so much for the lesson!" I yelled out from afar which brought a joyous smile to her face. By revealing such gratitude it made my best friend feel very appreciated.

She waved back happily, walking to her own room which was located in a different part of the kingdom, "You're welcome, girly! We will definitely meet back up tomorrow night! Be ready!" She yelled back informing me that I had yet another lesson for tomorrow. I couldn't help but grimace but I gave her a nod, hiding the dread I felt.

"Okay!"

After I said my final goodbyes to my cherry bestie, I turned and went back on my journey to my room which was located up a flight of stairs. My smile instantly shifted into a frown upon arriving at the same room I've been seeing and lying in over 100 years. After seeing the same thing over and over again, you will surely get tired of it. That, is how I feel about everything.

I sighed sadly but approached my room in no time, turning left from the long flight of steps. One single black door greeted me, closed shut so none of the other vampires in the kingdom could lurk in. After all, we vampires live together and some do not believe in the word privacy or space.I rolled my eyes at such thoughts but moved to grab a hold of the handle of my door, throwing it open and instantly turning on the lights in my bedroom for it was mighty dark. But I made sure to dim it. See, the light switch in the castle works differently; it has three settings. You can turn the light switch to the right which will grant the room no light. Turn the light switch to the left, the room will light up brightly, and last but not least, if you leave the circular switch in the center, you will have a dimmed room. Because we vampires hate the light, hate the sun, we prefer our rooms dimmed.

That way it is not too light and it's not too dark. So that is the mode I set my room in. Dimmed.

Afterward, I closed my door and walked to my bed, deciding to lie down a bit to rest. Now, I was away from the drama; away from the chaos outside. I let out a delightful sigh once I plopped my small body down onto my large, plushy bed, my body cuddling involuntarily in its warmth. Silence took over my room as I just lied and allowed my brain to think. I had so much to think about anyhow.

I have to improve my skills as a vampire.

I have to make my Mother proud.

And I also, have to satisfy the void I feel within my heart.

As I carry on through my long, immortal life, I feel like, there's something, missing. Because I'm a little older now I just think the empty feeling in my heart is thirsty for someone to care for; To love. It's more of a longing, yearning feeling and I've noticed it gets stronger and stronger as the day's progress on.

I pouted to myself, my lavender eyes rooted on the ceiling above. I wonder.. What is this feeling? Why am I feeling it?

***

It's a big difference, isn't it? I like it so much! 💗

#Powerfulniya #Enemies Or Lovers #Naruhina #Chapter 1 #Edited #Writing #Vampire #dark themes #How'd I do? #You like? #Can you tell the difference? #Edited Version of the story is found on Fanfiction.net not Wattpad. Though the story is not completed. #Forbidden love #Mates #Darkwriter

[conflictedmess95]

My take over what I think about NaruHina. (This will be long as I've been a passionate supporter of NaruHina since elementary and have gotten back into the show recently, so apologies in advance.)

I used to think the comment in The Last about Naruto not telling the difference between love for ramen and love for another was pretty dumb and meant so little. It rubbed me the wrong way. But then I watched the movie in a more forgiving light and remembered that ramen is practically the center of Naruto's universe. He would've married a cup of ramen if he had no love interests. Naruto eats it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; he's a frequent customer at Ichiraku because of his obsession. It's almost obvious Naruto attaches friendly and familial bonds to ramen because Teuchi fed him since he was practically a toddler. Ramen is Naruto's first connection to (and subconcious awareness of) love in his life.

For Naruto to equate his strong feelings towards someone to his love for ramen can make sense; it has less to do with him being dense and more to do with how he views strong feelings towards someone. Not once does Naruto come out and say he outright loves Iruka or Teuchi and Ayame or anybody he has deep feelings for who has taken care of him. But it's very obvious he does love them all. Even though I did think the "one-upping Sasuke" thing was odd, the ramen thing does symbolize his "love" for Sakura was superficial. (Personally, I always thought NaruSaku was played for laughs and never taken seriously by Kishimoto, but that's my opinion 🤷🏽‍♀️)

Sakura, in canon but in the novel, said Naruto and Hinata hung out together constantly after the war. Naruto's feelings probably started right after the war, but we never get to see that. Saying Naruto had no development with Hinata simply because we don't see the two years they spent together is like saying Naruto didn't train with Jiraiya in those 2 ½ years away from the village. And maybe saying Naruto's confession came from nowhere (no matter how much this confession leaves a bad taste in my mouth) is like saying Naruto's new jutsus after coming back to the Leaf came out of nowhere. Maybe there was supposed to be development before the events of the movie.

Back to my original point about the ramen, Naruto was around Hinata constantly after the war. He thought Hinata thought of him as a friend but her feelings were more genuine and he subconsciously picks up on that, driving him closer to her (after the war). He himself couldn't answer her confession (because it would've been too soon in the first place so they gave him two whole freaking years to confess) and couldn't realize what he felt for her during these two years. Instead, he equated his feelings to ramen which he has such an obsession over. Was he equating Hinata's feelings to ramen? I don't think so. With Naruto's heavy insecurities (I mean, they show up all throughout the show and make sense with how he grew up), he probably thought Hinata really did only love him as a friend should.

But regardless of how Hinata actually felt, he still got closer to her. Naruto, over the years, learned what it meant to be loved by friends and people he saw as family. Slowly but surely he understood what it meant to love his friends because they loved him back (almost all of them loved him as no more than a friend). Naruto gravitated to Hinata, despite thinking her love was platonic (as almost all the relationships he had), because her love was somehow "different" to him. All he knew was that he "obsessed" over her in the way he obsessed over ramen; he continued to see her after the war. More so than he did before the war. The movie focused more on the end result rather than the necessary buildup over the two years where he most likely developed his romantic feelings for Hinata. This part of their relationship is left to the imagination.

Let me move to the original series leading up to the movie to further explain where I'm getting at:

Should we question why Hinata never did anything and needed to confess again like her confession before meant nothing to Naruto? Yes, we should. Because it leads us to the answer that Naruto couldn't interpret someone having actual feelings for him (whether people hate that answer or not). It's one thing to see Sakura pour her heart over Sasuke, and another thing to see a good friend genuinely confess to him. Wanting to die to protect Naruto? Isn't that enough to prove love? Neji also sacrificed himself. Many people in the village sacrificed themselves during the Pein invasion and during the war; Hinata sacrificing herself for him made him think her confession was platonic. No one had ever said those words to him before and that threw him into a rage when Pein seemingly killed her. I don't think this was romantic, per se, but it showed he cared deeply for someone many anti-NaruHina people consider to be just a side character (as IF Shino or Tenten would spark this rage; people only say this because they think Hinata had absolutely no impact on Naruto). I mean, Naruto came to the battlefield finding out Kakashi was dead and didn't fly into a rage about it. Out of all the possible characters, Kishimoto chose Hinata to make Naruto go off the rails. Sakura had a better chance against Pein, but Kishimoto had her stay put, perhaps for medical reasons — but she could've left that to Katsuyu to go help a friend that she was secretly in love with (according to NaruSaku fans).

This began as a much clearer sign that NaruHina was coming to fruition even if much of it was ignored afterwards (and disappointed a lot of NaruHina fans). Why? Because literally only 32 chapters later when Sakura confesses, he blushes for a little but immediately became furious with her confession. Hinata, he accepted as a genuine confession of love (even if he thought it was platonic) but Sakura, he completely discounted. Saying he hates people who lie to themselves. And it was then that his crush on Sakura was barely noticeable for the rest of the series. His interest in Hinata started growing during the war as they mutually respected and backed each other; both of them giving each other the support they needed, though both of them have been doing this since early in the series. His inferiority complex would show up around Sakura and almost all other characters (except for Iruka), but he never put on a show in front of Hinata.

People have brought up a moment when Minato, upon seeing Naruto and Sakura, thought Sakura was Naruto's girlfriend. Naruto playfully acts as if it's true, and people make it seem as though the crush was still real. Later on, when his father is leaving, he brings up all the stuff his mother would've wanted him to do and that he did. One of the last things Naruto brings up is that his mother wanted him to find someone like her to marry. That someone like her would've been someone like Sakura. And Naruto dismisses it, saying that he couldn't do everything his mother asked him to do. It was a clear sign he didn't care for Sakura despite the war happening in much less than a week. But he didn't say anything about finding love either, so it's left open that he either didn't have feelings for Hinata or was unaware of them (because obviously he ain't, given the movie). Naruto was just aware Sakura wasn't the one.

After all of this, Naruto's relationship with Hinata before the start of the movie but after the war is where they had Naruto attach himself to Hinata as his emotional crutch. From what I remember, Hinata gave Naruto more emotional support than Sakura. Hinata would've been there if she knew about Jiraiya's death when Naruto was depressed, shy or not; Sakura knew but it was Iruka and Shikamaru (both of whom were unaware at first) who helped to snap him out of his depression.

Also let me add: I'm tired of people calling Hinata a stalker; she's rarely around Naruto and only had "stalker" moments in the academy where she was understandably always around her crush (they're in the same class and on the same school grounds, she'd bump into him and hide on multiple occasions). After the academy, this habit obviously stopped. And it's clear she gives Naruto his own space as she continues to train (which is evident in that she's much stronger from Part 1 to Part 2; as well as from the Invasion to the Ninja War; and from the Ninja War to the events of the movie). All we see is her interest in Naruto but what we don't see is her growing confidence and strength. And by that, I mean it ain't shown to us in front of our eyes. Her development is 80% off screen. So people dismissing her as nothing more than a stalker is ridiculous.

Anyhoo, that's the end of my understanding of Naruto and Hinata's relationship. I'm wondering how much I left out though lol. But I've written too much 😅

#naruto #naruto x hinata #naruhina #the last naruto the movie #naruto the last #naruto series #my opinion

[karinakamichi]

"Studio Pierrot trampled over and shat on in so many different ways, such as making Sakura play favorites with Sasuke so often" you kidding me right ? sakura blushed towards naruto like twice in the manga and SP made her blush over him like 30 times in their fillers eps, they turned the sakura looking at moon scene and the NH scenes from storm revolution into NS scenes in the anime and they even went to the point of making sakura say she "used to love sasuke"

(my response wasn’t posting so I’m screenshotting it because I’m not about to retype all of that)

I don’t recall denying crap fillers but there are also sasusaku fillers which fucked up Sakura’s character as well. The fillers in general fucked her up.

Then at least 80% of these scenes where Sakura beats the crap out of Naruto is FILLER (this leads to so many people calling Sakura “abusive” saying that she beats him up over “every little thing” even though it’s not like that in the manga)

And this added filler after Sakura feels guilt for calling naruto annoying:

When he runs off(none of this happened in the manga need I remind you):

Once again not showing the equality of the team

and then they show bs nh fillers sexualizing her

(putting her in clothes she would never feel comfortable in in canon)

creating fillers to bodyshame sakura

Even though

This sexism and bias for hinata’s breasts have caused the nh fandom to make disgusting shit like this

Since you also said in another message “ sasusaku and naruhina are happily married and whatever you like it or not naruto loves hinata and sakura loves sasuke “. Sakura always loved Sasuke, sure. But Naruto didn’t always love Hinata and his feelings for Sakura weren’t fake, unlike the movie tries to imply. It was ALWAYS LIKE THIS

Hinata (infatuated) < Naruto (loves) < Sakura (loves) < Sasuke.

If Naruto and Hinata getting together was all I was mad about I wouldn’t be ranting. I’m normally open minded when it comes to ships and I’m actually a multishipper myself, BUT when it’s at the expense of the canon I grew up with, tHAT’s when I have an issue.

I’m not even denying that the series has a lot of unnecessary NaruSaku fillers as well. In fact, I’m pissed that they build up so much bait with that instead of sticking to the way it was in the manga. My issue is with Studio Pierrot in general. I hate how they fucked over what NaruSaku was in the manga, how they fucked over SasuSaku, how they fucked over Sakura’s character, how they fucked over Naruto’s character, how they fucked over Sasuke’s character(considering they gave him literally 6 seconds of screentime in the movie and barely any time in any of the movies and some people from Studio Pierrot don’t like Sasuke, so their bias has really showed through), and how they did this all in favor of Hinata and fucking NaruHina.

This is the Naruto I remember

Not THIS

NH couldn’t come up with anything new so they stole everything from other dynamics.

Sasuke was Naruto’s best friend, but everything about their dynamic got ruined by NaruHina, and Sasuke had, again only 6 seconds of screentime in a movie that was supposed to be the end to Naruto, while Sakura’s only lines were to further NaruHina. Naruto was never meant to be a romance, it was a battle manga, but everything in The Last, the entire story felt like some crap Shoujo cliche bs. 

Girl has god like powers but has to be saved over and over again by the hero.

Girl is a recluse that hero barely notices until an asspull flashback is revealed for the guy to realize he “loves” her, even though he shouldn’t have been able to get caught in an illusion in the first place due to being a perfect Jinchuriki and being able to break genjutsu, especially if it was a genjutsu that Sakura was able to break just by using Kai.

Girl gets thrown in cage to wait(like princess peach) for her prince in shining armor to save her.

Guy gets left behind by her because she doesn’t want to get him hurt (much like what Orihime did in the Hueco Mundo arc). He gets so depressed he stops being himself. (Despite dealing with rejection his entire life, and despite that Hanabi is still in danger. He stops being a shinobi over something he dealt with his entire childhood.)

He rescues her

He discards his mother’s scarf because it apparently isn’t that important, all for a scarf that had more screentime and focus than Sasuke or many of the other characters.

after that they kiss

after hinata says the same damn line she’s said through the majority of the 40 pages of content she had in the manga, “naruto-kun”

THIS WHOLE SCENE AND MOVIE WAS CRINGE AS HELL. NOBODY KISSED IN THE MANGA. oh but suddenly they’re gonna change it for her heiness. Hinata was never so glorified in the manga. 

She was just an average looking girl. She wasn’t intended to be sexualized or beautified, but Studio Pierrot doesn’t give a fuck about that or about Team 7 they only care about fucking hinata and naruhina.,

So yeah, if you think my issue is NaruHina alone, you really need to reevalue my message. My issue is Studio Pierrot’s NaruHina, Studio Pierrot’s Hinata, and Studio Pierrot in general for the way they portrayed Sakura.

#naruto #anti naruhina

[drifting-mindspace]

Things we deserved to get from the Naruto manga and anime that we never got -

• JONIN NARUTO -

We followed him around as the lovable Genin knucklehead. Now it goes without saying that him being a Jonin is just a rank and honestly doesnt mean much. Rescuing Gaara, going after Kakuzo, Mount Miyaboku were all A & S-rank missions.

But I would liked to have seen him doing missions post war in a slightly more mature yet typically knuckleheaded manner instead of the passing phrase he made tonShikamaru about being too busy doing missions for the next 6 months.

We grew up with Naruto and now that he's older and stronger we dont get to see him in action.

• A Happily Married Kakashi & Shizune- 

Hatake Kakashi has led a deeply traumatic life. His mother died when he was very young, his father committed suicide when he was 6 causing him to distance himself from everyone around him. The first person he opened up to and formed a bond with died moments later protecting him, the girl he deeply cared for and probably harbored feelings for which he was too afraid to confront died at his hands as he desperately tried to protect her, a year later his sensei died protecting the village. When he became a sensei to Team 7 he felt he was on a path to finding inner peace by ensuring these children avoid his traumas but his prized pupil went rogue shattering that hope. After all this I’d hoped he would’ve finally found a happy ending.

Why Shizune? Well I considered him and Kurenai getting together and him helping raise Mirai but Shizune has always felt like the only Kunoichi in Konoha who has her shit together. She is perfectly at peace with where she is in life. She is incredibly mature and level headed as she helps run the village with Tsunade. Someone who is at peace with herself and her aspirations is the perfect anchor for a man with a whirpool of trauma brewing in him.

Alas it seems like the showrunners have no intention of a romantic arc for Kakashi and the Hatake name will die with Kakashi.

• The Uzumaki Clan

Within a span of 3 months Naruto meets 3 Uzumaki clan members. Nagato, Karin and his own mother. While speaking with Kushina he finds out about the dark fate of the Uzumaki clan. How they were blessed with unimaginably high chakra reserves and were gifted in Sealing Jutsus, longevity and how it led to them being targeted by those who feared them leading to their village being wiped out and scattered across the shinobi world.

Instead of turning the Naruto saga into the Uchiha Chronicles Id have preferred a deep dive into the Uzumaki clan. Maybe even have a Sasuke-like venegeful figure who wants Konoha to suffer because they failed to provide aid to the village they called their strong allies in their greatest hour of need.

Like Sasuke this villain would’ve witnessed his fellow clansmen cut down, unlike Sasuke however he wouldn’t have had the likes of Naruto, Itachi or Kakashi to anchor him in the light leaving room for redemption.

This could have been the one villain that was so far gone in his pain and hatred that no amount of 'talk no jutsu' could have changed his mind and would've pushed Naruto to the very brink until he finally had to choose between killing his clansman or protecting his village.

Naruto would make the ultimate sacrifice for Konoha and this would all the more set his resolve to pulling Sasuke back from the darkness or dying with him.

An Uzumaki villain gifted in Fuijutsu and the use of the Uzumaki Kekkei Genkai, the Adamantine Chains along with massive chakra reserves would be the perfect power scaled villain for Post Pain Arc Naruto.

Instead we got Uchiha chronicles where everyone did whatever the fuck they thought of doing and chakra limits were all but history. This one really disappointed me. Which brings me to my next disappointment.

• Naruto Killing a Villain

Now I know it seems like an odd hang up. Naruto? Kill? But he is so fixated on redemption. That is exactly why I wanted this to happen. The series has gone out of its way to make sure Naruto hasn’t killed a character. The worst of it was against Kakuzu. The kind of attack unleashed upon Kakuzu SHOULD by all means have killed him. Yet somehow he was left in a ‘dying state’ and Kakashi was the one who did the deed. 

Naruto being forced to kill a villain as a last resort and making a choice between saving someone dear to him or tainting his hands with blood was the ultimate moral conundrum for a shinobi whose biggest goal was rescuing his best friend from the dark. It would take him back to Itachi’s words where he asked Naruto what he would if Sasuke decided to destroy the village.

Instead we saw Rasen Shuriken and Rasengan getting scaled down to a point where they always injure and opponent but not kill him. For an S-rank jutsu, Rasen Shuriken happens to be quite lenient.

• Neji beoming the head of the Hyuuga Clan

This pisses me off the most. Neji was supposed to be to the Hyuuga was Naruto was to Konoha. I always expected Neji to overcome all the obstacles and get recognized by Hiashin who would then redeem himself and disband the branch system once and for all. Hiashin as a character was never redeemed. Here was a man who let his brother get executed to avoid punishment (albeit he was against it but it did happen), constantly abused his kind daughter and belittled her for being too soft and put her down to a point her personality was underdeveloped and she had deep seethed confidence issues.

Disbanding the branch system and making Neji the leader would redeem him in the eyes of the readers/ viewers and would clean up the Hyuuga clan.

Instead Neji was scrapped aside to give Naruto and Hinata a bonding moment. They had a bonding moment, it was when she almost died saving his life. Neji didn’t have to die for them to get together ffs. What a wasted potential.

• NaruSaku

Now I’m not a fanatic shipper. In fact when I read and watched the original series I absolutely HATED Sakura. My hatred for her reached it’s peak during the Zabuza arc when Naruto ran at the S-rank villain, got kicked away and got up to show he went in for his forehead protector. “What do you think you’re doing Naruto? Even Sasuke-kun wasn’t a match for him.” I just wanted Naruto to turn around and tell her to stfu in that moment. As the series approached the time skip I was well and truly content with NaruHina.

But Shippuden changed things. The hints towards Sakura’s changed feelings were sprinkled all over the series. One moment that stands out for me was the Clone Training arc where Sai tests her by abusing Naruto and she goes on a rage rant about how great he is. Let’s not forget that in her darkest hour, as she saw a ruined and destroyed village the only person she thought of and cried out to was Naruto. Not because she felt he could save the village (she was as shocked as Shikamaru as she found out he was facing pain alone) but because when things when bad for her the only person who she felt comfort around was indeed Naruto and that is indisputable.

She goes as far as ruining her friendship with Naruto, a bond she truly cherished as it was all she had left after Sasuke abandoned the village, and confessed her feelings to manipulate him. Yes manipulative, scheming and downright a bitch of a thing to do. But it was all she could think of to make Naruto stop chasing after Sasuke. She, more than anyone wanted to see Naruto become a Hokage and realize his dreams and dying while rescuing Sasuke was a risk she couldn’t take and she decided she’d have him hate her than die. Wrong yes. But oddly noble.

This combined with all the blatant attempts to establish her being like Kushina and Kushina saying she wants Naruto to find someone like her changed my mind from NaruHina. I still adore Hinata. She is a wonderful character. But organic plot progression is far more important to me than my ships being canon.

A Naruto-Sakura family would’ve been incredibly entertaining and the dynamics would be perfect. We’d see a Minato-Kushina couple on screen for the next series. Which brings me to my next disappointment.

•HinaShino

I don’t know if that’s the official name for the pairing but I always felt these 2 would make a great couple.They are both people of a few words and are both incredibly intuitive and understanding individuals. Shino would accept Hinata for who she was and vice versa. Being with someone who was happy with the person they were would go miles in helping them come out of their shells.

Altho this isn’t a massive disappointment for me. I’m happy that Hinata ended up with Naruto. But like I said organic plot progression matters to me and if Naruto ended up with Sakura I’d prefer Hinata to end up with Shino.

•Hiraishin No Jutsu

Sadly as the series progressed Naruto had become so OP that not letting him master his father’s improved version of Tobirama’s jutsu was a great decision. It would’ve just made him senselessly OP. 

However instead of giving him all those God Tier power ups which he just gains in single training sessions I’d have preferred him working hard to master the Hirashin. Instead of sending him off to an island and treating him like a fucking idiot and asking him to survey animals I’d have preferred if Tsunade gave him an impossible task.

“You can’t fight in the battle. But I will only allow it if you can master your father’s jutsu.”

It was a period of 6 months between Danzo’s death and the start of the shinobi war. Ample time to show him training hard to learn a jutsu that for once required him to study. Hiraishin deals not just in physical acts of speed but also mastering seals.  Seeing his friends go off to fight in the war as he was left behind would have only added to his frustration and motivated him more.

Showing Naruto training hard like they showed him training for Rasen Shuriken would’ve only made us cheer all the more harder when he’d make a badass entry on the battle field as Tobi came close to killing Kakashi and a three pronged Kunai swished between the two, an orange flash appeared and Naruto kicked Tobi away.

Sadly this was swapped for Pokemon evolutions where arc after arc Naruto levels up just like that. The show’s entire premise was based on hard work and guts.

Sasuke was the genius who gained his power through natural ability. Sure he trained hard but his strength came to him with ease. Naruto had to slog. He manged to make the Rasengan after nearly 15 episodes of training and even then he had to get stabbed to be able to use it. It wasn’t until another 10 episodes that he properly used it. His training for the Rasenshuriken took an entire season to yield results and even then he didn’t learn to throw it until he trained for another 3 seasons till the Pain arc.

Post pain all this is tossed aside. He sits at the waterfall twice and beats the darkness. He sits in the room once and tames Kurama. Later Kakashi and Guy are in trouble, he has an inner dialogue with Kurama and suddenly he mastered the two man team with no prior training. Rikkodu Sennin touches him once and suddenly he’s learnt how to grow eyes, stop death and fly just like that.

The series stopped being the Naruto series we grew up with post Danzo and it saddens me.

• Naruto Sensei - 

And finally my last and greatest disappointment of all. Not seeing Naruto as a sensei. We’ve seen glimpses of his nurturing side in his interactions with Konohamaru but I’d have loved to have seen 40-50 episodes of him leading his own squad of genins. A perfect combination of Kakashi and Guy as he’d wow them with his brilliance and equally embarrass them in day to day interactions with his goofy tomfoolery. His genins would be in awe of him. Naruto Sensei - the hero of the war. 

His students could have an arrogant son/daughter of a feudal lord who insisted he be trained by the war hero, Naruto and Kakashi had to cave in for diplomatic reasons. Naruto refuses to take anyone who doesn’t work hard to get where they are but after the bell test sees potential in the child. A child with no ninja background. His parents were farmers outside of Konoha who were very poor. His sole aim is to be a ninja so strong that he’s always assigned big missions that will help him ease his family’s financial burdens. A genin from the Inuzuka clan (or any other clan, maybe even Hanabi if the show wanted to push more Naruto-Hinata interactions) who thinks he’s better than the other 2 because of his family background but is taught humility by Naruto.

Sadly another development in Naruto’s life we were denied.

Well that’s my rant essay. I know a lot of people won’t agree with what I had to say but I wanted to get it off my best anyway. Why? 

Because I wanted to dattebayo!

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #naruto shippuden #jonin #jonin naruto #kakashizu #kakashi hatake #shizune #uzumaki #uzumaki clan #nagato #nagato uzumaki #karin #karin uzumaki #kushina #kushina uzumaki #badass naruto #killer naruto #hyuuga clan #neji hyuuga #neji #hinata hyuuga #hanabi hyuuga #hiashi hyuuga #byakugan #narusaku #sakura #sakura haruno #haruno sakura #otp

[ammy246]

If Boruto, Himawari, and Sarada Were Narusasu’s Kids Instead of Naruhina and Sasusaku’s

This is an alternate universe I came up with where homophobia didn’t exist and Naruto and Sasuke got married and had kids. Note: they were able to have biological children because of Naruto’s sexy jutsu. He has more than enough chakra by the end of the series to keep it on for the months needed for a baby to form, therefore Sasuke and Naruto did not need to be bad heterosexuals. They could have became parents if Kishimoto had balls and Shounen Jump was not homophobic. I am done with that rant. Onto the au.

Sarada is oldest child, Boruto is middle child, and Himawari is the youngest child. Sarada gives me responsible older sibling vibes, Boruto feels like the type to have middle child problems, and Himawari’s personality and the fact that she is younger in canon makes sense for her to be the youngest.

In this au, Sasuke is a stay-at-home parent, but he starts going on the occasional mission when the children are older and don’t need someone around to watch them constantly. But when the time comes for him to have to go on a mission or to work with Naruto, Sakura and/or Hinata take care of the children for them. Sarada and Sakura get along extremely well, while Himawari tends to get along with HInata better, and Boruto gets along with both, but this also depends on his mood, and Sakura’s, because he can sometimes get on her nerves. Hinata never gets angry, so he tends to hang out with her more when he is in a bad mood, or he just goes off on his own into the village to hang out with his friends and frequently, Sarada. Himawari generally stays with the adults, because she is too young to start her ninja training.

Hinata gets married to Kiba, and Sakura never gets married at all. She chooses to focus more on her duty as a medical nin, and someone who closely advises the Hokage, because she knows Naruto would be useless without her.

Boruto generally gets along with Sasuke the most, because he is home more. He resents Naruto for being gone all the time, and making it so Sasuke has to leave him. He has no interest in becoming Hokage because he does not want to become like Naruto, but Sasuke tries to explain to Boruto why being Hokage is so important, which occasionally causes arguements between the two, because Boruto already understands this and just wants Naruto to be around more.

Sarada gets along with both parents equally, and was very inspired when she heard about Naruto from Sasuke, Sakura, their other friends, and the stories from the villagers. She wants to become someone that the people can rely on in a time of crisis, and she wants to make the village the best it possibly can be. She is willing to put in the work to become Hokage, and has both her parents to give her all the training she needs for when the time comes.

Himawari gets along with Naruto the best, but sometimes she has a better dynamic with Sasuke, because he has a much calmer energy than Naruto, and she can be a bit hyperactive at times despite her usually sweet nature. She also has a dark side which Sasuke is much better at handling. She also loves her Aunt Sakura and her Aunt Hinata. She tends to hang out with them frequently, especially since her siblings are off doing ninja things and she does not want to be at home alone when her parents are busy.

Boruto’s Powers:

His powers are pretty similar to the canon, because he has some of Naruto’s, but was also trained by Sasuke. The main difference is that he has a Sharingan instead of a Byakugan. He eventually learns how to use a sword from Sasuke, and prefers it over the kunai.

Sarada’s Powers:

Mostly the same as the canon, except she also loves using the Shadow Clone Jutsu to overwhelm her opponents, and she also learns the Sage Jutsu, because she has the patience and the drive to go through the training. She eventually asks Sakura to teach her the healing technique, because she wants to be as efficient as possible so she can hopefully become the next Hokage one day, and she wants to be able to prevent any of her comrades from dying.

Himawari’s Powers:

Once she is old enough to begin her training, she learns the Fire Jutsu, chidori, and the rasengan. She also uses a lot of tricks like Shadow Clone Jutsu, and Substitution Jutsu to get around her opponents defenses and find a weak-spot. This becomes even easier when she unlocks the Sharingan, because she can use their abilities against them. Himawari also relies more on hand-to-hand than her siblings, and even gets some training from Rock Lee, but not enough to use the gate, since she already has so much at her disposal, and does not want to risk her own defeat by using it. She also learns the summoning jutsu from Naruto, and uses the giant toads when necessary.

Sarada eventually becomes Hokage, and Boruto is her right-hand. Himawari becomes a Jonin, and she eventually gets her own ninjas in training to teach. She occasionally helps her siblings out with Hokage business if they need her assistance with anything.

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So, what's your top 5 musicals of all times? 👀🎤

Is this Imanga once again allowing me to jump on my soapbox for things no one else cares about!!!!!!!!! 😍😍

Starting from Top-Top-TOP FAVE to Also Top Fave!!:

1. Cats

Did I watch the recent movie? Nooooo. I'm way too scared to see if they ruined my #1 beloved musical as much as others say they did. I have loved the stage musical since I was a little girl because of the white cat, Victoria. Since I danced ballet, her beginning solo made me 🤩. People never understand why I love Cats. I just love the dancing!!! so much dancing!!!...and the fun songs...and the magic....I don't actually care about plot that much. BUT Cats does have a plot!!!!!!! Mr. Mistoffelees saves Old Deuteronomy and Grizabella gets reborn in the Heaviside Layer!!!! My childhood dream was to be cast in Cats as any one of them. Race doesn't matter because everyone's in makeup and wigs anyway 🥺 I'll be on Broadway in another life I guess...

2. West Side Story

The dancing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And the music, of course, is just...the best. I had the opportunities to play the soundtrack on the clarinet in my high school orchestra AND dance a ballet piece in my last high school production, so the music is injected in my veins, I swear. Also, who doesn't love watching "gangs" of men dance with so much grace. I just adore this musical 💕💕 Every moment is so vivid and heartfelt. My third NaruHina fanfic was based on this musical.

3. Grease

John Travolta. omg. He's such a ham. As a kid, I did not at all register how absolutely uncool the T-Birds are...like the Pink Ladies are way too good for them. What I love about Grease is that there is so much more to appreciate about it when you're older and can understand what all the characters are talking about lolll. But also the songs are so much fun, the coming-of-age angst is real, and somehow, after alllll of the hijinks, the characters actually mature??!! This musical has arguably some of the best character development ever. Also the 50s poodle skirts context is just so cute.

4. Les Choristes

Coming in, completely unexpected with NO dancing whatsoever, is Les Choristes. I first watched this with my French Class, no subtitles, we had to try to comprehend it by ourselves. My teacher stopped the film and replayed scenes twice while we filled out worksheets about what was going on. I don't know what it was about this scene... "Action; réaction" where Rachin grabs his own talking hand, we just thought it was hilarious. We'd burst out laughing each time. Besides that, this film is beautiful. It's like a French Kinpachi-sensei with singing. We thought that Pépinot was just the most adorable little boy ever. The song "Cerf-volant, volant au vent, ne t'arrête pas..." that whole song was my internal soundtrack for those blessed weeks. And then when the movie was over, like absolute fangirls, we squealed over grown Jean-Baptiste Maunier, the actor for bad boy singing prodigy Pierre Morhange. Gosh. Good times. ONE DAY, FRANCE, ONE DAY.

5. The Sound of Music

Classic. As a small kid, I used to sing the songs in the shower! The songs are extremely kid-friendly despite the heavy stuff going on in the movie. In high school, the first dance I ever choreographed for a show was for the Ballet 1 girls to "My Favorite Things," and it turned out really, really cute. My older sister likes to tweak the lyrics for "The Lonely Goatherd" to be about me and my husband, and she actually sang it at our wedding😂. Basically, this musical is precious, and Julie Andrews is such a show-stealing star!!!

After that, honorable mentions in no particular order are My Fair Lady (plot & romance are good, Audrey Hepburn is 💗), Moulin Rouge! (soundtrack is amazing...Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor omgg, omggggg 😩), On the Town (this soundtrack IS my heartbeat, also GENE KELLY and FRANK SINATRA), The Phantom of the Opera (nothing beats watching this live), Fiddler on the Roof (has grown on me tremendously over the years), Rent (also has grown on me over time), A Chorus Line (I, uh, live vicariously through the auditionees' stress), Singin' In the Rain (classic, also, GENE KELLY), and Flower Drum Song (ok, it's like the first majority-Asian Am cast ever so I excuse the dated racism, the songs are fun).

My tastes in musicals run old thanks to my mother. I was watching at a young age films that made no coherent sense to me, but I didn't care. I just loved the music and dancing. I've ended up dancing to the majority of the soundtracks on this post for various performances, and noowwww, I feel like watching Cats. And Les Choristes. And On the Town. but it's really late.

#anon #*anon* #ANYONE TELL ME YOUR FAVORITE MUSICALS AND WHY AHHHHH #anyone out there who loves musicals as much as i do... #... #fun ask