#naruto college au

[stupidninjas]

skipping college with the homies>>

#repost cause tumble killed the qual. #naruto fanart #naruto #uzumaki naruto #naruto uzumaki #shikamaru nara #shikamaru #kiba inuzuka #kankuro #sabaku no kankuro #gaara #sabaku no gaara #rock lee #college au #Naruto college au

[kankuroplease]

Congrats on your milestone!

I was curious how you felt about the idea of Sakura and Sasori as a rare pair. If the two were closer in age and Sasori hasn't had his circumstances due the 3rd war and, well, everything else about him, I like to think the two would have a fun relationship where they bicker back and forth about poisons and be nuances to one another (plus there'd be more Tsunade v. Granny Chiho rivalry lol).

If this isn't for you totally understand, if someone hasn't already requested just Sakura then I'd love to see more of her in your style. You always draw her gorgeously!

While I don’t get the ship, there’s nothing a same age college au can’t make workable. So biomechanics majors Sakura and Sasori

#ask #3k follower milestone #sakura haruno #sasori #sasosaku #naruto college au #my art #q

[strwbrrybxn]

when you say that ; word count: 7.1k

✓ pairing: inuzuka kiba × namikaze yui (fem oc)

✓ warning: mentions of a breakup between yui and kabuto, mention of sex, kiba and yui are not friends at first; mentions of cheating (?), a lot of cuddling and a little bit of jealousy, I've never written fake dating before so be nice

✓ genre: enemies to friends to lovers, fake dating, angst, hurt/comfort

✓ au: college au

characters: kiba inuzuka, yui namikaze, kabuto yushino, half of the konoha twelve

synopsis: just two people fake dating to make an ex jealous. but how long will it take for her to realize he's not pretending?

Tuesday, September 14th

“Do you miss us?”

The question echoed inside her brain even days after seeing him again. She knew it was stupid; to think of him again, but then again, she wasn’t the smartest kid in the class; because here she was — walking to his dorm room, picking at her nails while she took the stroll down the quiet hall. 

She took a deep breath, standing in front of the black wooden door, hand up to knock when the door next to it swung open. 

“I think they’re still,” Kiba whistled suggestively, “in there.”

“Who?”

“Kabuto 'n some girl.” Yui sucked in her bottom lip, incisor chewing on it as she lightly pressed her ear to the door. “Oi! That’s some perverted shit, what’re ya doin’?”

She hushed him, trying to focus when she heard the sounds of moaning coming from behind it. 

Yeah, this was a stupid idea.

She sniffled, the heel of her palm pressing against her forehead.

“Hey.” Kiba’s brows furrowed. He knew she didn’t like him, but he wasn’t going to let her just stand in the hallway and cry. “What’s goin’ on?”

“N-nothing.. Uh. It’s nothing.”

“Ya don’t cry over nothin’, pretty.” Yui sniffled again, looking up at Kiba with her ocean orbs. “Wanna go get some ice cream? I was thinkin’ of steppin’ out anyway.” 

“You’re not busy?”

“Nah, I was pretty bored anyway, ‘n I know this real nice place in town.” Yui nodded, Kiba grabbing an extra hoodie before walking down the hall with her. 

He was very aware of her disdain for him – he didn’t make the best impression when they met at the party. Kiba made some off-handed comment about how painters are just boring people with nothing to do and then found out she was, in fact, a painter. He was thankful all she threw in his face was a drink. He thought she was pretty – the prettiest he had seen and he kept asking begging Shino to bring her around more so he could apologize and get to know her, but every time he asked, the entomologist said no. Even Hinata said no.

They stepped out into the dark night, the chill sending goosebumps down Yui arms. 

“Oh, here. I grabbed it for ya in case ya got cold.” Yui took his hoodie hesitantly before slipping it over her head. His scent filled her nostrils and she had to admit – silently – that he spelled a lot better than she thought. 

“Thanks.”

“So I know I said some real not nice things last time I saw ya, but I– I’d like to apologize for it.”

“It’s okay.” 

“Nah, it’s not. Hinata’s always sayin’ I hafta watch my mouth, 'n she’s right.” The Namikaze kept her head down, watching the sidewalk disappear under her feet as she nodded. 

“It’s okay, really. Naruto says I take things too seriously and I have to stop doing that.” Kiba opened the door to the ice cream shop for her to step in before following behind. She wandered to the counter, weighing her options between the chocolate and the caramel. Kiba couldn’t help but admire her.

Admittedly, Kiba pined after her since the middle of their freshman year. Every time he would see her in the courtyard, or in the hall, he’d be tempted to yell across the area in order to get her attention, but his friends always advised him that she wouldn’t like that. It wasn’t until Hinata introduced them at a party Naruto was throwing that Kiba was able to make his move – and by move, he utterly fucked up by saying ‘art students are just full of shit’ right in front of her. 

‘Art students are just full of shit,’ Kiba muffled around his cup. The music loud in his ears and the alcohol coursing through his veins making him blunter than usual.

Yui’s ears tinged and burned. Art students are not full of shit. She grabbed the closest cup to her before throwing the liquid into the football player’s face, soaking him and his varsity jacket. ‘What the fuck?’ 

Shino stifled a laugh, grabbing napkins and dabbing at the olive skin. ‘We are not full of shit. We actually work hard in order to get good grades on our projects unlike people like you who just throw a ball around and get away with shitty work because you won a trophy for the school.’

Kiba scoffed, ‘It’s a plaque.’

‘Fuck off.’

For three weeks, the Inuzuka had been trying to garner her attention in order to apologize and what better way to do that than over ice cream. 

“Decided what you’d like?” The worker asked with a too sweet smile and Kiba nodded, ordering cookies ‘n’ cream in a waffle cone. Yui ordered chocolate in a cup with rainbow sprinkles and pouted when Kiba took out his wallet to pay for the ice cream. 

“C’mon, Inuzuka. I can pay for my ice cream myself.”

“Ya can do whateva ya want, except pay for this ice cream.” He laughed, taking the change and dropping it into the tip jar before finding a seat in the corner, motioning for her to sit as well. Her pout was still present as she took a seat, but the little snaggletoothed smile Kiba gave her slowly melted it away. 

“Tell me,” he started around a mouth of ice cream, “why ya hoverin’ outside Kabuto’s door?”

Yui stabbed her spoon into the chocolate sweet several times before finally figuring out how to answer best. “He’s my ex-boyfriend.”

“Kabuto!?” He shouted, gaining the attention of everyone around them and forcing Yui to sink further in the hoodie collar. “Sorry, but really?” His voice was quieter this time. “Kabuto?”

“It was during freshman year. I made an impulsive decision to go on a date with him and the rest is history.”

“So what changed now? It’s been a year n’a half.”

“He approached me at a party. Said he wanted to talk and so I came to his dorm.” Kiba nodded quietly and contemplated his next words. 

“Ya know he’s been seein’ that girl for like three weeks now.”

“Three weeks?” She whispered, frowning. Was he hoping she would forget about it? 

Kiba frowned as well, having felt bad for further ruining Yui’s night. First, her ex boyfriend tricked her, then she’s stuck with the guy who ran his mouth at a party and now she’s finding out said ex boyfriend is seeing a girl when there was a chance they could get back together? Maybe more ice cream would help. The Inuzuka leaned forward, elbows on his knees and he was about to open his mouth and suggest they try the ice cream shop down the street “because they have better options sometimes” when suddenly her cerulean orbs met his dark ones and the wind was kicked from his lungs. 

“Be my boyfriend.”

>⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ > ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ >

“‘Be my boyfriend,’ she said! Her boyfriend!” Kiba fell onto his bed, groaning as he pulled the pillow onto his face. Shino stood in the doorway, arms crossed. 

“And you just — left her there?”

“No! I mean, I walked her back to campus and then,” Kiba grumbled, “I left her.”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“No! She wants me to be her pretend boyfriend – not the real one.” Shino shrugged from the doorway. 

“I don’t see the problem.”

“Of course you don’t.” Kiba huffed, sitting up in his bed and fluffing the pillow in his lap. “I’m goin’ to be the best damn fake boyfriend she’s ever seen. So good, she’s gonna wanna date me for real.”

Thursday, September 16th

‘Kabuto usually hangs around my first class.’ 

Kiba grumbled as he made his way through the courtyard with a caramel thing in his hand. He had to continuously remind himself that this trip to starbucks was to make Yui smile. He was going to make her fall in love with him, he decided. He put on the best smile he could as he walked up to the classroom. 

“Yui~” He smiled, stalking up to the blonde who was loitering outside the classroom. Just as she predicted, Kabuto was standing a few feet away. “I got ya the thing.” Totally worth it, he thought when she lit up upon seeing the plastic cup in his hands. Even better when she wiggled her fingers to grab it, leaning against Kiba’s shoulder as she sipped from the straw. 

“Thank you~” Kiba peeked over her head just in time to catch the disgusted wrinkle of Kabuto’s nose.

“Is the coffee shop always so loud and sweet smelling?”

“Yeah, why?” She tilted her head to the side. “Got a sensitive nose?”

“You could say that,” he drawled, arm wrapping around her shoulders. Yui’s head pressed into Kiba’s shoulder, a small smile on her face. “We should go on a date.”

“A date?”

“Yeah–”

“Yui going on a date with you?” Kiba fisted his hoodie in his palm. 

“Yeah? What of it?”

“Just– why would she?” Yui smiled, her free hand slipped down to entangle her and Kiba’s fingers. 

“Because he’s my boyfriend. Why wouldn’t we go on a date?”

“Boyfriend?” Kabuto’s eyes widened and Kiba smiled that snaggletoothed grin Yui was growing to like so much. 

“Boyfriend.” Yui leaned in, kissing Kiba’s cheek and Kiba internally panicked and had to remind himself that this is what people who date do. He’ll gush about it to Shino later.

Kiba turned to the blonde, a soft smile on his face. “I gotta get to class, but I’ll be by to grab ya for lunch, yeah?” Yui couldn’t say anything; the smile on Kiba’s face surely captivated her more than she anticipated, so she nodded, and Kiba leaned down, kissing her forehead. “Bye, pretty.” Her cheeks brightened in color as she waved him away. The butterflies roared in her stomach and she had to press her palm to her tummy in order for them to heel. 

She sat in her seat, but could barely register her class starting. Despite her actions towards the Inuzuka – i.e. throwing alcohol in his face and effectively ignoring his greetings in the hall to avoid any sort of conversation with the football player – Yui was oddly attracted to him. Kiba was nowhere close to her type. He was tall, dark, extremely handsome; a complete brute and a little dumb, but the other night only proved that he was also kind and flustered easily. When she propositioned him, his cheeks turned bright red and his nose scrunched up. It was the cutest thing she’d seen. He spoke whatever was on his mind without a care in the world, and he was a lot more thoughtful than she expected. Yui never even told him she enjoyed caramel macchiatos. 

The blonde failed to notice her class being dismissed until she saw a familiar chestnut man clad in a varsity football jacket sit in front of her. 

“Hey, pretty. Ya class is over.” 

“Huh? Oh, I must have been distracted.” 

“Thinkin’ ‘bout me?” He wiggled his eyebrows and Yui’s cheeks tinted pink as she pouted and grumbled an incoherent reply. Her eyes grazed his facial features, head cocking to the side at the sight of the red fang marks tattooed on his cheeks. “Ready for lunch?” She’ll ask him about them later. 

The two of them walked through campus, hand in hand and causing a lot of traffic in the halls with everyone stopping and staring. Shino slipped out of his classroom just as they rounded the corner, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

“Oi, you’re seeing each other now?” Naruto, who was right behind the sunglass-clad man, raised an eyebrow. 

“Yeah, got a problem?” Kiba growled, and Naruto just laughed, ruffling the brown locks. 

“Have fun!” He hummed, grabbing Shino’s arm and dragging the entomology student towards the courtyard. 

“Say, do you want to eat with your friends? I can go find mine–”

“Nah, I wanna take ya to lunch. Got class in two hours, right?” How Kiba knew her schedule, she’ll never know. 

Their lunch date was nothing short of interesting. They went to the diner near campus where most of the students frequented and as soon as they stepped foot inside the dainty building, Yui felt more than self-conscious. All eyes were on them; definitely the pair that no one expected to get together. She should have just asked Shino or Sasuke. Hell, even Shikamaru would have been a better option, why'd she–?

“Everythin’ okay?”

“Everyone’s staring.” Yui sank deeper in her seat, trying to hide from some of the art students in the booth beside them. Kiba just smiled– that stupid smile she enjoyed so much. “It doesn’t bother you?”

“Heh, people stare. I never paid much attention to it.” Kiba wanted to slide across the table and sit beside the woman closing in on herself; he wanted to assure her that no one could ever make him change his mind about her, but that would mean drawing even more attention than they already have so he reached across the table and took her hand. His calloused thumb brushed along her knuckles. “Keep your focus on me.” 

And she did, giving his hand a thankful little squeeze before placing their orders. Her gaze focused back on the tattoos on his face. Her elbow was resting on the table, chin in her palm as she let go of Kiba’s hand to trace one of the red fangs. 

“Why’d you get these?”

Kiba scoffed around the straw of his milkshake. “A drunken bet with Naruto freshman year. He said I couldn’t drink all twenty shots – 'n I couldn’t, so I had to get ‘tattoos of red fangs on my cheeks’,” he mimicked Naruto’s voice before snorting. “Never said which cheeks so he was a little irritated when I came back to the dorm with these.” He pointed to his facial cheeks, Yui giggling and covering her mouth. 

“He wanted them–” she pointed to her own ass, laughing when Kiba nodded.

“Oh, hell yeah! ‘Cause he’s a fuckin’ child.” 

“You guys get along pretty well. Wouldn’t that make you a little childish?”

“Shuddup.” 

Yui couldn’t figure out why all of a sudden she had these massive butterflies in her stomach whenever Kiba would chuckle and smile. And why were their wings so goddamn big? Maybe Kiba wasn’t such a bad choice afterall. 

>⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ > ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ >

Saturday, September 18th

“Since when have you and Yui started dating?!” Naruto shouted from his couch, huffing at being left out of the loop. 

“Since nunya.”

“Nunya?”

“Nunya business.” A middle finger was thrown in his direction and a laugh erupted from Kiba’s throat.

“Seriously though. Why’d she pick you? Doesn’t she hate your guts?” Shikamaru was lounging on the extra sofa, arm over his eyes as per usual.

“Nah, I don’t think she hates me… just didn’t like me for a while.”

“She threw alcohol in your face more than once that night.” 

“Yeah, but,” Kiba sighed, not really wanting to tell his friends her business, but– Kiba doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. “We’re just pretendin’.” 

“Pretending to what?”

“To date.”

“Why?”

“Because, she used to date Kabuto–”

“Kabuto?!” The blonde screeched from the couch, controller clattering against the floorboards. 

“Yeah, Kabuto. Anyway, they were datin’ 'n then they broke up but he was tryna get back together with her even though he’s datin’ this other girl.”

“So she’s trying to make him jealous?” Kiba nodded. “What a drag.” 

“Yeah, but he was trying to cheat on the other girl he had,” Naruto chimed in. “I’m all for it. Believe it.” He turned back around, gaming controller back in his hands as he started shooting at whoever he was against. 

“Just be careful, Kibs.” Choji slapped his hand on his shoulder, worried that the feelings his friend already has for this girl might get the best of him. 

>⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ > ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ >

“So, you know– why Kiba?” Ino chirped from the kitchen. “Wasn’t he like the biggest dick to you?”

“Well, yeah, but he was nice to me the other night.” Ino dropped the bowl onto the floor, contents scattering across the tile as she rushed into the living room.

“Other night? What happened the other night?” The other blonde was wiggling her eyebrows, smirking at the art student. 

“N-nothing. He just took me out for ice cream.”

“Why?”

“His dorm is right next to Kabuto’s–”

“You’re still hung up on him?” Yui frowned, shaking her head. 

“I-I don’t think so..”

“Just… don’t lead Kiba on. He’s sensitive." Ino frowned, going back into the kitchen to cook for the two of them.

Friday, September 24th

For a week straight, Yui couldn't get Ino’s words out of her head — “Don’t lead Kiba on. He’s sensitive.” If there was one thing Yui wouldn’t have expected, it was that Kiba Inuzuka was a sensitive man. Funny, sweet, super caring, sure, but not sensitive. 

For a week straight, Yui had to remind herself that this arrangement was just that — an arrangement. They weren’t really dating. Kiba didn’t actually think to buy her flowers or bring her caramel macchiatos every morning just because he felt like it. He didn’t kiss her forehead and call her pretty for fun. He avoided kissing her lips on purpose – because he didn’t think of this as more than just an arrangement. 

She found herself staring at the blank canvas, the paintbrush dipped in red hovering over the easel. Lately, all she wanted to paint were Kiba’s tattoos, Kiba’s eyes, Kiba. He was the only thing she could think about. 

“Stuck?” She heard the drawl whisper into her ear and she squirmed. The deep laugh that followed could only belong to one person. Yui tilted her head back, hitting his chest and his sharp eyes peered down at her from above. “Hiya.” 

“Hey,” she mumbled, setting her brush down. 

“Ya’ve been zonin’ out a lot. Is everythin’ okay?” Kiba shifted his weight between feet before finally stepping to sit beside her easel. He set the latte down closest to Yui. For you, as if to say. Why’re you being so good to me? She wanted to ask and instead took a grateful sip of the iced latte. 

Yui finally nodded and Kiba tucked a strand of her freshly bleached blonde hair behind her pierced ear. It was then she noticed they were all alone. It wasn’t abnormal for her to be in the art studio by herself, but it was the first time her and Kiba had been alone – no waitresses flirting with the football player, no other students wading around for classes to start, none of their friends. It was just her and Kiba. 

“Hey, do you wanna head back to my dorm? I think Shino’s visitin’ his dad 'n ya seem like ya need a break.” Despite her better judgment, Yui agreed, and that’s how she ended up curled against Kiba’s chest, watching a movie. The only word she could use to describe how she was feeling was safe. She felt safe in his arms – safe from the world around them. Kiba had proved to be such a great friend, such a great person overall, that when this was all over, she could only hope they could stay this close. 

Kiba’s fingers brushed through her soft hair, his own head resting on the back of the couch. Yui radiated warmth and comfort. She was stubborn and headstrong; beautiful inside and out. For a week, Kiba had snuck up on her while she painted, usually accompanied by Hinata and Shino. He would admire the way she’d get lost in the paint, how her white overalls were covered in hues of red and blue when she was done; how she’d laugh and wipe her cheek, smearing yellows and oranges. She looked like the sea at sunset and if Kiba knew how to draw, he’d paint a wall of scenery that reminded him of her. 

“Are you an only child?” She asked quietly, mindlessly playing with his much larger hand. 

“Nah, I have a sister.”

“Older or younger?”

“Older. Her name’s Hana.” 

“Pretty,” she hummed. 

“Not as pretty as you,” he smiled. Yui’s cheeks warmed at the flirtation, and the smile she’d grown to – dare she say – love. She spent more time with Kiba in a week than she ever thought she’d spend with another human being since her last relationship ended, and faster than she ever anticipated, he was growing on her. His free hand cupped her jaw, thumbing over the apple of her cheek before leaning down and pressing his lips to her forehead. “Can I take ya on that date tonight?”

“Date?”

“Mhm,” he hummed. “We talked about it last week, remember?”

“I just thought– that was our lunch date.”

“Nah. I want to take ya on an actual date, like somethin’ fun 'n take pictures together. Ya know, the cheesy shit.”

“Cheesy shit sounds so romantic, Kiba.” Yui rolled her eyes and the Inuzuka shrugged, smile still present on his plump lips. 

“C’mon. It’ll be fun.” 

“Fine. One date.”

>⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ > ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ >

A date with Yui proved to be more nerve wracking than Kiba had anticipated. Trying to plan a “date” for someone you have to pretend to not have actual feelings for is much more difficult than admitting Kiba wanted this to be a real date. Especially when she walked outside her building in a pink sweater, black skinny jeans, and boots, looking as pretty as ever. She even smelled like a pretty flower. 

“Are ya wearin’ makeup?” Kiba cocked his head to the side, a small smile on his face.

“Does it look bad?” Yui touched her cheeks, pouting softly.

“Looks nice.” He hummed, “You look real pretty, Yui.”

“You’re not looking too bad yourself, Kibs.” Kiba’s eyes crinkled at the corners, his incisors poking out on either side of his top lip. Kiba looked up, noticing the white hair and glasses glaring in their direction and he took Yui’s hand in his, swinging it comfortably. “Where are we going?” She cocked her head to the side, looking up at the tall football player. He had his varsity jacket in his arms, a leather jacket on his body, tight black jeans and biker boots, and Yui had to continuously remind herself not to stare at him. 

“Thinkin’ dinner, maybe a movie? Anythin’ you wanna watch?” Yui shrugged. She literally couldn’t think of anything at the moment. Kiba looked way too good with his hair slicked back and mesh shirt underneath. Kiba just smirked and continued their trek into town, hand in hand and a big smile on his face. 

He wasn’t going to admit this was a first date for him, even if they weren’t really dating. He definitely wasn’t going to admit that he called Shino and Naruto to ask what to do on said fake date. And he most certainly wasn’t going to say that Naruto’s idea was “just take her to a movie and fuck her in the back row,” because even Kiba knew that wasn’t romantic. 

Their walk through town was comfortable, quiet. They listened to conversations of people passing by, and babies babbling with their parents. It wasn’t until Yui pulled to a stop in front of a candy store that Kiba finally said something.

“Ya’ll ruin ya dinner.”

“Who said my dinner wasn’t candy?”

“Um, health class? We can come back later to get it.”

“But, but,” she pouted, looking up at him with big puppy eyes. “They’ll be closed by the time we finish eating. Can’t we go in and buy some for later?” 

Kiba wanted to say no, tell her that he had plans to get her favorite takeout dish Hinata told him about and sit by the lake, but he… just couldn't bring himself to say the words. He let her pull him into the candy shop, grab a bag and fill it with all sorts of things that’s going to give her cavities for years. He was sure of it, but he didn’t care — even when she added m&ms into the bag of gummy bears or when she bought chocolate covered marshmallows or those gross licorice wheels that are too hard for your teeth. He didn’t care because he watched her smile grow and her hand catch his every time they walked around to look at something else. He didn’t care that the candy was expensive and he might have to call his mom to send money for groceries because when they walked out of that store, she fed him those chocolate covered marshmallows and giggled when he made a face while mumbling about how all he needed was a graham cracker and it’d be a s’more. Kiba didn’t care. 

She chewed on a licorice wheel while she followed Kiba through the sidewalks. He kept his hand on the small of her back to make sure she didn’t get lost and when they walked into her favorite Korean restaurant, she expressed her disdain for crowds, the anxiety and the way her pulse picked up had Kiba reassuring her they were only there to pick up the food he called ahead about. Yui found herself in complete awe of the Inuzuka; how he’d just roll with the punches or pretend like he didn’t mind they weren’t sitting at a restaurant or how he'd walk in front of her or behind her when there were too many people or how he’d weave her through a crowd without so much as allowing someone to accidentally bump her shoulder.

“Where are we going?”

“To the lake. I figure it’s prolly nice to sit there 'n eat, ya know?” 

Kabuto was never this considerate; never took her for dinner at her favorite restaurant or let her have some candy. He always thought the lake was boring and never wanted to sit near it. Was she really using this man to make that one jealous? 

Yui got so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize they were already at the park, she barely remembered sitting down. Her head was still swirling with thoughts of how she could possibly be mistreating Kiba and she frowned. Before she could let Kiba see it, she shoved more japchae down her throat. She needed to get home and reevaluate some of the decisions she's made in the past week.

Kiba didn’t let her wallow for long. Instead, he talked about his dog back home and how much he missed him. He talked about how when he goes home for winter break, he hoped Yui would join him one day and meet Akamaru. Of course, she said yes. She still wanted to be close to Kiba when this was all over… if it was ever over. When they finished, he threw the trash out and helped her up, put his jacket over her shoulders and walked her to the ice cream shop he brought her to the first night they hung out. 

“Do me a favor, Kibs,” she started, waving her ice cream spoon at the Inuzuka. 

“Hm, what’s that?” He pulled his eyes away from his cone, swinging their hand as they walked back to campus from the ice cream shop.

“Don’t go falling in love with me,” she giggled. 

Too late for that, he thought as he watched the stars glisten in her eyes. Seeing her smile like that made his heart both sink and soar. She was so beautiful, with her big blue eyes and long blonde hair. Her fingers fit perfectly in his and she was at perfect height for him to rest his chin on her head. When they hugged, it was as if two puzzle pieces were being put together. Kiba was falling harder than he expected and he wasn’t sure he could keep it a secret for long. 

Friday, October 8th

Yui trotted to Kiba, wrapping her arms around his waist. He startled slightly, looking down at the arms around his waist and instantly recognizing the jacket as his own. 

“Hi there, pretty.” 

“Hi, handsome. What are you doing today?”

“Got a game. Ya coming?” 

“If you want me to. I can be there and cheer you on.” 

Kiba noticed the Yui growing clingy as the week trudged on. Every time they made eye contact, she’d run towards him and wrap him in a hug, or she’d show up at his practice with water and snacks. He couldn’t help but frown at the attention. He loved it, don’t get him wrong, but this wasn’t the way he wanted to get it. He didn’t want it to be fake anymore and he was afraid he wasn’t going to be able to handle much more of it without asking how she truly felt about him. His friends, and teammates kept telling him she wasn’t faking it, but if that was the case, she’d tell him. She wouldn’t keep leading him on like this. 

“I do. I enjoy ya company, ya know.” Kiba shrugged out of her hold and intertwined their fingers. 

“Then, I’ll come.” She smiled up at the Inuzuka. “Do you wanna come help me decorate before you have to go?”

“Decorate?”

“For Halloween. I usually decorate my dorm.” Kiba nodded, imagining the dorm filled with Halloween decorations. He also thought of the times when the sororities would have Trunk or Treat and allowed faculty’s children to trick or treat on campus. He wondered, briefly, if she participated in that. 

Kiba got lost in his mind more frequently since their date two weeks ago. Yui noticed the lack of attention he was bringing to their meet-ups, and she wondered if maybe it was her fault. She didn’t have the heart to ask Kiba for fear the answer would be a ‘yes,’ so she chose to cling to him more; show him that she was still around. She’d wrap her arm around his waist and he’d shimmy away, taking her hand instead and walking beside her. When she walked in front of him, he no longer put his hand on her back. Forehead kisses were scarce as she stood in front of him with a smile and some candy. He spaced out, eyes glazed over and when she’d bring it up, he’d smile and say that classes were just stressing him out. Yui just prayed it was the truth. 

When they got to her dorm, Yui unlocked it and pulled Kiba inside. It was much different than he’d expect; much homier than his. Maybe because she lived alone, maybe because she had paintings strung up on the walls. 

“Have you been here before?”

“No. It’s nice,” he responded, slipping from her hold and taking his shoes off. He walked around the small living area, admiring the photos of her friends and family, the paintings with her signature in the corner and some shelves scattered across the walls.He stopped in front of a door; blue paint stopping in the middle with sand colors, and the sun setting. “Is this ya bedroom?” Yui hummed in acknowledgement, walking to the closet closest to her bedroom door and pulling down a bin of decorations. “Can I go inside?”

“When we’re done.” 

She brought the bin to the living room, Kiba not too far behind her, but he wasn’t… he wasn’t close like he’d usually stand. He was distant and waiting for her to take the top off. Yui sighed quietly and turned around, her heart clenching at the sight of Kiba a few feet from her. Usually, she’d have to fight him in order to turn around because he didn’t know the meaning of personal space. 

“Is something the matter?” She asked quietly, sitting on the arm of the couch. 

“Whataya mean?” His head cocked to the side, incisor chewing on the flesh of his bottom lip.

“You’ve been so distant the past two weeks. I try to come and talk to you, I try to hug you and you move away from me. It’s just–”

“Stress. I told ya yesterday.” Yui frowned, arms crossing over her chest. 

“It’s not stress. You’re all the way over there and most of the time, you’re so close, I can’t breathe without smelling the fruit gum you chew.”

“Ya always yellin’ at me about personal space 'n now ya want me to not give ya personal space?”

“It’s not that,” she sighed. “Forget it.” She was about to get up and unpack the decorations when Kiba took a step closer. He couldn’t bear to see her upset over something he did. He just tried to use the distance as a way to distract him from his feelings, but now here she was, head bent forward and a frown on her lips. He didn’t realize his actions would affect her this way.

“Yui–”

“I can do this myself, it’s fine. I know you have a game to get to.” 

“I have a few hours, 'n I wanna help.”

“It’s fine, Kiba.” Kiba never had a healthy way of dealing with someone dismissing him. He knew he was wrong, but right now, all he did was get mad. He fisted his hands and grumbled a “fine,” before putting his shoes back on and slamming the door behind him. He never did know how to deal with his temper.

>⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ > ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ >

Monday, October 11th

Three days. Kiba ignored her for three days. She put up the Halloween decorations the next day, too exhausted from the dismissal of the Inuzuka to do anything other than lay in her bed and stare at the paintings she had done of his fangs. God, she felt stupid as she climbed from the comfort of her bed and got dressed. She stared at the varsity jacket, opting to wear her own hoodie and jacket. Maybe Hinata will make her feel better. 

Hinata, in fact, did not make her feel better. 

“App-apparently, the football team lost again last night,” Hinata started, sitting next to Yui in the courtyard. 

“Yeah?” Yui shoved the peanut butter and jelly sandwich into her mouth, sighing as she forced herself not to talk. 

“Y-yeah. Apparently Kiba wasn’t playing very well either. That’s what N-Naruto said.” 

“Why?”

“You guys had a fight.” Hinata’s matter-of-fact statement was punctuated with a tilt of her head. She was good at making Yui feel comfortable enough to talk about everything that went on in her sad life.

“It wasn’t a fight. I just–” she sighed once more after finishing her sandwich. “He was being so distant. He took me on a date a few weeks ago and it was great, so amazing. We had a great time, but ever since, he’s been,” Yui picked at the grass in front of her. “He hasn’t been as attentive as he was.”

“M-maybe it’s because he has feelings for you.”

“Kiba? Feelings for me? Ha, that’s funny.” 

There’s a saying that goes, “Speak on the devil and he shall appear.” Well, Kiba popped his head around a tree, startling poor Hinata. She squeaked and pouted, Naruto laughing as he sat beside her. Kiba squatted down in front of Yui, hands behind his back. 

“Can we talk?”

“I guess,” she whispered, getting up and brushing off her stained jeans. It was Kiba’s favorite pair, the ones she usually wore when she was going to the studio after classes – black with splattered hues of red, orange, green and purple. He brought her to the other side of the courtyard, his heart racing at the thought of what he was about to say. She stood with her arms across her chest, cerulean eyes boring into his sharp ones. 

He took a deep breath, hands coming around to hold out the apology bouquet Ino suggested. “I like you.” 

“I like you to–”

“No, I like ya. I’m bordering on loving ya 'n when we went out that night, I had ta constantly remind myself it wasn’t real; that we’re not actually datin’ 'n we prolly never would be if ya didn't need to make Kabuto jealous. But I want that chance, ya know? I want to take that chance 'n figure out how to make ya happy. I want to date ya for real.” Yui’s eyes widened, her heart beating inside her ribcage erratically.

“K-Kiba,” she whispered, chewing on her lip. He stepped closer, flowers put into her hands that dangled at her sides, and enveloped her in his arms like it was the last time he’d get this chance. 

“I support ya no matter what ya decide to do,” Kiba whispered into Yui’s hair, his arms tightening around her shoulders. He didn’t want to let go. He wasn’t ready to, but he knew she had to pick. He knew this was what they agreed on. This relationship wasn’t real. Her feelings for him weren’t real, but it felt so goddamn real. He felt so important to her, but he had to pull himself back in order to avoid any further heartbreak.

“K-Kiba.. I just– I don’t know.” He smiled, sadly. The little snaggletooth she grew to love nowhere in sight. 

“Well, I hope when ya do know, ya’ll be happy.” Kiba leaned down once more, lips pressing to her forehead, lingering in the nostalgic feeling. 

He had to remind himself to step away, to not revel in the warmth of her body. He couldn’t stay this time. He couldn’t look at her and risk getting lost in the sea of her eyes. Kiba had to remind himself that the feelings he has for her would never be reciprocated, and what did he expect? She didn’t like him to begin with. Why did he think he could change her mind? Why was he so determined to make her fall in love with him? 

But she was. She was deeply and irrevocably in love with the football player. With the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he would laugh and the stupid tattoos he got for a bet; with the way his nose scrunched up when they’d walk into starbucks or the way he smiled when she waved at him. This was a feeling that was irreversible and she was scared. How could she be good enough for him? How could she assure him every day that she’d love him and take care of him when she could barely take care of herself. She was broken, cracked in ways she didn’t know how to fix and as much as she wanted Kiba to be the one to put her back together, she couldn’t give him that responsibility. Not this time. 

Yui did the only thing she could and turned her back to Kiba, taking a shaky breath. “I’m sorry,” she whispered before making the trek to her dorm room, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. But she wouldn’t allow them out. She had no right to cry over Kiba. She had no right to shed tears over a situation she created.

Friday, October 29th

Kiba was on a losing streak. His grades were slipping and the games were just getting worse. He kept thinking about Yui, kept wanting to reach out to her, and ask her how she was doing. He heard Kabuto broke up with his girlfriend and tried asking her out, but she rejected him. He wanted to know why. If this was all to make him jealous, why didn’t she take him back in the end? 

Kiba passed by the art studio, the bright blonde hair and splattered smock the only thing worth looking at in the room. Her canvas was empty, and it looked like she was just staring at it. One of the other students sat beside her and there was a ghost of a smile on her face. Kiba wanted to reach out, tell her it was okay and he’d wait for when she was ready to accept him. 

He walked into his dorm room, Shino sitting on the couch doing homework. 

“How was class?” Kiba grunted, walking to his bedroom and falling face first into his comforter. 

“Yui dropped this off today.” Shino was suddenly in the doorway, holding Kiba’s varsity jacket. “She tried to get the red paint off but she said it wouldn’t come off. She’s sorry.” Kiba turned his head, red fangs painted on the arm of his jacket now staring him in the face. 

“It’s okay,” he whispered. Kiba wanted to reach out, but it was too late.

Wednesday, November 10th

Three quick wraps on the door had Kiba jolting awake. His eyebrows furrowed when the clock on his phone read 2:34am. Who the fuck is knocking on his door at 2:34 on a Wednesday? He huffed and got out of bed. Three more wraps and a small “please” had him stopping in his tracks. 

He swung his dorm door open, eyes wide as they landed on freshly washed blonde hair and cerulean eyes. Her eyes widened. Kiba stood there in nothing but his boxers, messy hair and a dumbfounded expression.

Could it be?

“Kiba,” she whispered. She had no idea what to say. Does she apologize? Does she say it was a mistake and leave? Does she–

Before she could even come up with something, Kiba wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Her cheek pressed to his firm, bare chest. His nose brushed against her temple as he inhaled her scent. 

“I got you,” he whispered, the words clear and annunciated. The tears she had been forcing herself to hold in spilled onto his chest, invading his warmth and enveloping him in the salted smell. Kiba lifted her up bridal style and carried her to the couch, brushing her hair back and kissing her forehead. “It’s okay,” he repeated. Kiba didn’t say anything else, words getting stuck in his throat and making it harder for him to swallow. He rested his chin on her head, reminding himself that this wasn’t the time to be getting overly emotional. He shouldn’t be excited that she showed up at his door because that doesn’t mean she was picking him. Maybe she just needed a friend, someone to lean on, but Kiba – Kiba was like a puppy with a new bone. If he had a tail, it’d be swaying back and forth. Her words muffled against his chest, slurring from the hiccups and tears. 

“You have me.”

Kiba swallowed the lump in his throat. ��I have you?”

“For as long as you want me, you have me.”

©️ ALLYALLYGATOR 2022

taglist: @hashira-mal, @justmyownreality, @sixtymillionoverdueideas, @dahlias-love, @penguinmilo, @nightingaleflow, @delirious-donna, @rocknrollsoul76

join my taglist for more ♡

#kiba x oc #kiba x yui #kiba inuzuka #yui namikaze #🍓 writes #naruto ocs #kiba modern au #naruto college au #🍓 ocs

[juusasu4evagrrl]

I’M BACK BITCHES ANDDD I BRING GIFTS!

I originally began writing down this AU last year with plans to send it as an anonymous ask to justsasuke, my all time favorite blog on here, much love to the pioneer of the juusasu ship. But it just got wayyy too long for all that so fingers crossed she sees it anyways. 🤞🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽 (unless you hate it and then nvm you saw nothing)

So basically while lying awake at like 11:55 last night my brain went, I bet Juugo would be good at basketball since he’s like so tall, and out of that thought this sexy ass college AU was born.

Okay lets set the scene

Our au starts freshman year at whatever college in whatever big city now lets talk majors and aspirations

Juugo gets in on a basketball scholarship but while he’s good and he kind of enjoys it, he’s not a baller like it’s not life to him. what he’s really pursuing is environmental sciences so he can become like a zoologist or a wildlife biologist or something like that and immerse himself in his true passions. Also he’s like a year or so older. Still a freshmen, just sticking with canon on this one cause it always made sense to me.

Sasuke is studying whatever the fuck he thinks will get him familial brownie points. The thing is he has NO CLUE what he actually wants to study or do. If he was true to himself he’d have taken a gap year to live a little. BUT big bro graduated high school like 2 years early, absolutely demolished running start, and got like three full rides to schools that brought a tear to fugakus eye. So his natural competitive streak and his desire to be seen as capable by Fugagku, coalesce into Sasuke just trying to follow in those footsteps. Now i wont say he’s failing but 1, he don’t even really wanna be there right now and 2, academics are just not his thing. Which sucks cause he doesn’t cope well with being bad at things. If it wasn’t for the super dope and driven friends he’s about to make school life would destroy his mental health, and he’d probably be directionless forever. Im not saying he’s dumb cause i don’t think that. Just that he’s really struggling to apply himself here.

Karin is there cause her creepy rich uncle Orochimaru said he’d pay for her college if she graduated high school, and only with a perfect 4.0 mind you. Our girls a double major. One in business and one in some type of chemistry so that after college she can attend a perfume school become a perfumer and start her own perfume empire the absolute girlboss. Shes the only one who knows exactly what they want to do from the jump. How she balances all this? We can only imagine but it is karin after all, and if anyones doing it it’s her. A woman’s resolve can break through steel after all. 😤

My fave, Suigetsu is also there I’m wracking my brain trying to figure out how it might just have to be a plot hole I FIGURED IT OUT! Orochimaru is his dad hes our nepo baby. (So i guess that makes karin his hardworking cousin the Selena to his Haley if you will) ANYWAYS he’s studying marine engineering cause I guess I’m running out of ideas just shhh if you think really hard about it it kinda makes sense. Ok new thought. He changes his major halfway through to a martial arts studies degree, (this is important cause sasuke is gonna end up here too) with a minor in some sort of nutritionist something. He’s is gonna be a personal trainer i guess and to me, that makes sense. Also my aquarius brother lives and breaths the very mid nightlife at this school.

Scene set

Karin and Sasuke meet first and hit it off in so far as Karin is concerned. Sasuke however is there to get the degree and get out. He don’t want no friends, he didn’t even like the ones he had in high school. Eventually though he learns to tolerate her cause he’s moved seats like 5 times now and she’s found him

every

single

time.

Once past Sasukes initial resistance, they genuinely hit it off pretty quick. They’re both pretty introverted for college students so they have a lot of time to spend together. Sasuke is introverted cause he just is, but karin would be a party girl if she wasn’t so busy. They meet up for lunch and study sessions frequently. Sasuke enjoys the silence in these low key hang outs. Karin enjoys staring at sasuke during breaks in her working and acting ditsy when helping him with whatever he’s working on to make him do that cute little self gratified smirk and to hear his voice turn from quiet and disinterested to proud and engaged when explaining to her how shes wrong. Yes karin still has a crush on sasuke we all do moving on.

Juugo and suigetsu meet next. Kind of, they’re roommates so honestly they met first but whatever. Juugo wanted a single and after meeting Juugo so did Suigetsu. They get on okay but jugo lost interest in building a friendship with Suigestu after coming to find marine engineering ain’t got shit to do with marine biology, and suigestu mostly is just scared of Juugo. help me decide which one is the messy roommate that makes the other one consider requesting a new dorm everyday. (nvm its Juugo he happily lived in cave like duh) Anyway they don’t really start to get along until sasuke comes in the picture. (yes they all bond over their mutual desires to fuck sasuke its very canon compliant in that way)

Sasuke and suigetsu meet next at a party Karin coerced Sasuke into going to with her. At some point Karin fucks off with the girl she went to the party for in the first place, (who is Tayuya of sound5 fame btw) and Sasuke is left alone in the corner to stew in his feelings of betrayal. He didnt want to go in the first place and he only went to sit in the corner with Karin and make fun of peoples stupid try hard attitudes and inability to hold their stupid alcohol. People do try and talk to him but he successfully wards them off with his one word answers and an overall stank demeanor. Until suigetsu finds him and swears to himself that this is the sexiest man he has ever seen, he’s getting into those adidas track pants no matter what, and wow this boy can not dress. Sasukes one word answers and side eyes fall on deaf ears and hungry eyes. Suigetsu has effectively glued himself to Sasukes side and there is nothing Sasuke can do to stand it but keep knocking back the jungle juice. He cant tell which is worse the stupid alcohol or the endlessly talkative twink who keeps dodging his exasperated sighs. He has never enjoyed being talked at, and hes never overindulged in alcohol either (is this realistic I don’t know it sure is fun to imagine 14 year old team7 stealing a little something something someone and getting wasted for the first time together actually yeah lets say that happens but it happens in Sasukes bedroom Fugaku finds out and puts the fear of god in him and then he gets it again from Itachi who is probably who the stuff was stolen from and he learned his lesson didn’t touch booze again until just now) but every time suigetsu speaks he drinks and the night is getting fuzzier and fuzzier. He is a mellow and petulant drunk and one word responses turn into slightly wordier quips and mildly depressing personal anecdotes. Its right about now that Suigetsu is sure this here man is his future husband cause he was giving personalityless but worth a hookup before but now the personality is showing little and Suigetsus loving every slurred moment of it. The only problem is that Sasuke is drunk like drunk drunk he obviously wasnt feeling Suigetsu before and even if he is now (he’s not) there is absolutely zero chance of hooking up with this pretty faced little emo tonight. (pretty faced emo girl stop) So at this point Suigetsus only worries are A.) How am I gonna insure this boy remembers who I am tomorrow? B.) And this is been on his mind since the beginning of the night, how did this literal wet blanket of a man get here and why, like who is even is he? Finally C.) How am I getting outta all this without getting these 600 dollar McQueen sneaks vomited on.

The future husband thing was cute or whatever but Suigetsu must be really smitten to be standing in whoever’s truly nasty bathroom this is cleaning bright red pungent puke off his once shining white sneakers. Sasuke is currently slumped near the toilet staring judgmentally at suigetsus pinkish shoes and mumbling mostly unintelligibly about vanity and precious solitude. Suigetsu thinks the gist of it is probably something to the effect of leave me alone next time and I won’t projectile on your designer but really who is to say. Definitely not Sasuke, Sasuke still can’t (or won’t its difficult to tell with this one) even answer simple questions like what he’s doing here or who he’s here with. It wouldn’t even matter if he could cause karin has been gone for a minute now. Lets not blame her either cause she expected he’d leave 5 minutes after she and Tayuya did and she did text. The worst she’d expected to deal with would be some strongly worded replies or an especially quiet study sesh. Its decided Sasuke is coming back to the shared dorm room barring C all problems are accounted for with the solution.

Woooo that scene was long but its okay cause were meeting Juugo next and getting some would be romantic tension if i knew how to write romantic tension also taka is almost assembled yuhhh!! Prepare for some very poorly paraphrased dialog in apostrophes.

Suigetsu is oddly insistent on walking Sasuke back to his dorm so he’s just a little confused when instead of showing up in quiet lifeless single he enters chaotic double that smells so strongly of febreze and cannabis he can immediately feel an oh my god just open the damn window induced headache coming on. Still feeling woozy and uncharacteristically social from the booze, he’s about to ask whats his name in the mugler turtleneck (the stars on the turtleneck were more engaging to sasuke then anything else going on duh suigetsus gonna name drop the designer yes this is what he remembers lol it don’t make sense IK but its my mission to make Suigetsu as swaged out as is possibly possible) about the window when the door to the dorm busts open and in walks Juugo angry as hell on some

‘Why did you text me about some boy staying over i already said you can not have hookups in here if you wanna slut yourself out to this school your gonna have to get creative cause the boundaries of this dorm situation were set and agreed upon day one this is my sanctuary and smoke spot not your sex dungeon rah rah rah rah’

Its occurring very slowly to Sasuke that he may have gotten himself into an unsavory situation but before he can say anything suigetsu says it for him.

‘oh my god he’s I’m not sleeping with him’

just barely biting back a not tonight at least he continues

‘i met him at Jirobo’s (I’m having so much fun adding in random sound5 characters Kimimaro is still dead tho rip 😔) kickback he wasnt vibing and I cant blame him shit was so dry so since he was drunk off his ass anyways and couldn’t give me any contacts I brought him here to sleep it off so he’ll wake up tomorrow and see me as his savior and then i son’t know we’ll go from there don’t hate cause you cant pull 10s like me Juugo’

Juugo is not hating, he would be cause suigetsu sounds objectively dumb right now, but he just noticed Sasuke. True to cannon his demeanor changes instantly from ready to tussle to totally transfixed as his full attention is focused on staring at a still slightly intoxicated Uchiha Sasuke.

Sasuke has noticed, and is 35% focused on staring back at Juugo who looks like a character out of the real manga and sauke is very appreciative of it, and 65% trying to process what the fuck suigetsu just said. Weather his delay is because of the booze or the baller is, unclear to him. So now its just three dudes in a dirty ass dorm room staring at each other. (😏) Sasuke breaks both the eye contact with Juugo and the silence directing a

‘you did not pull me dumbass you kidnapped me and theres no way im staying here tonight don’t even worry about it Juugo’

straight to Suigetsu.

Suigetsu is so over it by now and he adds up the ruined McQueens plus sasukes continued disinterest to equal a disappointing L and having cast off his soiled kicks he flops down onto his milky white satin sheets back to the room disengaged.

Juugo however could, not be any more the opposite not only does he find sasuke quite nice to look at and would be disappointed to see him go without getting a little social repertoire established. He’s so incredibly shocked that sasuke is still standing upright and albeit slowly engaging with the world around him. He’s pretty sure if he lets him leave he’ll find him passed out on the lobby floor tomorrow morning, so after another minute or so of fondly watching sasuke fumble with the zipper of his plain black jacket he offers a tentative

‘you know what I really don’t care you can stay here tonight its already so late just, yeah just stay.’

‘Yeah you can just like curl up in the mountain of unwashed basketball shorts they smell so amazing’

Suigetsu chimes in sarcastically

‘okay okay and how do you know they smell so bad freak’

juugo shoots back (basketball pun haha)

‘cause i can smell you from here you cretin’

Sasuke stumbles past the bickering and heads for the door completely uninterested in this petty roommate dispute he briefly wonders what happened to his adidas slide while he grabs at his pockets for a minute searching for his phone to call Karin before joining the dispute with a,

‘oh my god dumbass you made me leave my phone in that wasteland bathroom dickhead Im not going back there so either your gonna buy me a new Samsung or-‘

suigetsu cuts him off,

‘you are the absolute worst kind of drunk actually I have your phone right here dummy’

he pulls the phone out of the pocket of his dolce&gabbana cargos (yeah when i said orochimarus rich I meant rich rich designer head to toe the sheets are probably designer bitch) and throws it directly at sasuke

juugo takes this moment to display his sickening basketball skills and intercepts the throw holding the phone above his head he says,

‘look man just stay okay you can have my bed i’ll sleep on the laundry im keeping this right now but you can call your friend in the morning I’m not busy til late tomorrow so i’ll help you find your way out of here if you need to get to a class but your already here so you might as well just stay’

Sasuke doesn’t feel all that much like walking anyways so he turns to juugos sheetless mattress and then to Suigetsu and says

‘give me your bed you bastard you owe me anyways’

suigetsu is not entirely sure why he would owe this bitch anything at all but he takes the opportunity to shoot his final shot,

‘how bout we share’

Sasuke decides to sleep on top of Juugos worse for wear comforter.

Sasuke, having stolen his phone from Juugo on some mission impossible shit, leaves before anybody else wakes up with no intention of ever returning. but since Karin and Tayuya hit it off actually his only friend has less time to spend with him. So he decides to link up with suigetsu and juugo since they’re the only other people he’s said more then 5 words to. Eventually they get tapped into the study seshes when suigetsu essentially invites himself to join much to karins chagrin.

Boom taka assembled.

Alrigttt thats all I wrote. I wanna write more about this au like where everyone comes from and how the relationships proceed from here and the whole thing is supposed to be a juusasu get together moment and we barely even touched on that but we’ll see if i ever get around to that.

Disclaimers: i dont know anything about basketball and i still haven’t gotten my ged so I have not been to college YET 🤪 on the bright side when i do get there ill probably be 21 already and ppl will flock to me for my id privileges 😌 i tried to make this as legible as i possibly could going through, adding punctuation, and removing some of my rambling. But i also left a lot of it in though like the crossed out text, the crazy parentheses notes (which i hope are not too confusing), and all the emojis, and i chose this just so you can really see the way the story just came together randomly and how much fun i was having writing this clusterfuck of shitty college movie cliches.

#naruto #sasuke #karin uzumaki #suigetsu #juugo #team taka #taka #team taka au #naruto au #naruto college au #juusasu #jusasu #juugo/sasuke #this was seriously so much fun to write i hope you enjoy it as much as i do #danggg i forgot how hard it was to format long posts on tumblr #this is stupid hard #ok im stalling im just gonna post it

[konohomies]

team7

#naruto #college au #fanart #my art #modern au #uzumaki naruto #haruno sakura #sai #uchiha sasuke #hatake kakashi #collegenart #sketch #height chart #touches the layer ....there were words here.... #this is for my own reference actually #but there they are

[flandelimon]

the emo and his popular boyfriend

#I'm a little obsessed with this au honestly #I want to do so many stuff #anyway I'll be posting a bunch of college au doodles of these two later #sns #sasunaru #narusasu #naruto #sasuke #myart #myfanart #sketch

[cmnzoq]

obkk college au doodle

#obkk #kkob #naruto #kakaobi #obikaka #obito uchiha #kakashi hakate #college au #modern au #kakashi x obito #doodle #i love them so much my sillies

[tentensgiantfan]

#why are my friends so brutal #naruto #sns fanfic #imessage #college au #sns #tematen #nejiten

[aerie-skysinger]

Inspired by all of the college AU kakasaku fanfics I’ve binged recently 📝👓🎓

#kakasaku #kakashi hatake #kakashi sensei #naruto #sakura haruno #college au

[freckleddynamight]

For all my ShikaNaru shippers!! I have two works completed so far but they do go together I hope you enjoy them 🧡🖤

#fanfic #yaoi bl #aged up Naruto characters #college AU #shikanaru #shikamaru #naruto #ShikaNaru Christmas #ShikaNaru getting together #Jock Shikamaru #Musician Naruto #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #ao3 author #naruto fanfiction

[mixu]

snsmonth23 is over, but the fanfic writer knows no rest...

This event is always great to inspire new ideas, and @ilbenmalpensanteus and I got so so many we can't decide on which project to work now that Not knowing when the sunrise will come and A series of (un)fortunate misunderstandings are about to end. We have narrowed the options to the ones in the following poll. It would be a great if you could help us decide.

The ace up your sleeve Mature rating High School AU Expands the story of The things we can control Summary: Naruto asks Sasuke to couch him so that he can get a girlfriend/boyfriend. Sasuke accepts only because he feels sorry for the dobe.

Ever get the feeling that you're not all alone? Teen rating (for now) Modern AU/band Brand new inspired by My Chemical Romance songs Summary: Moments in the life of Naruto and Sasuke as fellow members of a rock band.

And so the lion fell in love with the dumb - uhm - lamb Explicit rating College AU Expands on the story of Learning hearts and The awareness of intentional moronsexuality Summary: Naruto is convinced Sasuke is a vampire. Sasuke is convinced Naruto wants to kill him. They both are in for the love story of a lifetime. Taming wild winds Explicit rating Genderbending Fem!Sasuke Expands on the story of A bouquet of camellias and sunflowers Summary: Naruto and Satsumi are forced into a blind date and end up with an interesting agreement.

#snsmonth23 #sns #nsn #narusasu #sasunaru #naruto x sasuke #sasunaru fanfic #narusasu fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #my polls #fem!sasuke #college au #rock band au #highschool au

[stargliders]

Pas de Deux: Chapter 2

Pairing: Sasori/Sakura

Rating: Mature

Summary:

Sasori made a name for himself performing in iconic ballets until a career-ending injury forced him into teaching. Sakura is auditioning for the leading role in the National Ballet School of Japan’s Giselle, and she has no choice but to defer to him and his harsh methods. She can do it. She’s not perfect, but she’s getting there.

Except almost good enough isn’t enough for Sasori, and Sakura is determined to prove him wrong even while she falls for him—even if it destroys her.

Preview:

Her heart was filled with a passion that left her malleable and exposed. And if he ignited it with his touch and his gaze, perhaps she might ascend into greatness—and fly across the stage on the wings of his vision. “Some dancers must be broken before they reach new heights,” Sasori said to himself. He smiled wanly around his glass, making a silent toast to new beginnings.

A/N: The next installment for my fic for @sasosaku-temple's Bloody Valentine event. Enjoy!

Read Chapter 2 on AO3

#sasosaku #sasori x sakura #sasori #haruno sakura #akasuna no sasori #naruto fanfiction #ballet AU #modern AU #college au #haku naruto #kin tsuchi #tscuhi kin #ino yamanaka #yamanaka ino #sakura haruno #university au #older man/younger woman #teacher/student #dark romance #fanfiction #sasosakuvalentines24

[strwbrrybxn]

Mania, Mini Series Masterlist

MANIA (n); mental illness marked by periods of great excitement or euphoria, delusions, and overactivity; an excessive enthusiasm or desire; an obsession.

☞︎︎︎ pairing: jiraiya × fem!reader

☞︎︎︎ warnings: this piece contains mentions of psychopaths, murderers, and rapists. It also speaks on murders happening and have happened, as well as contains graphic flashbacks. Please proceed with caution.

☞︎︎︎ genre: slow burn, professor × student (kinda? - it takes a while), angst

☞︎︎︎ au: college au; professor!jiraiya 

synopsis: In which, Jiraiya is your professor, but also — your protector. or You've seen him before - your psychopathy professor; and it wasn't on the back of his newly published book or in a magazine. You'd seen him in person before walking into his classroom, but where? You can't remember, but he sure does. How long had it been since that day? And how long was it going to take for you to remember?

Parts

part i: avoidance

part ii: obsession

part iii: triggered

part iv: protection

©️ ALLYALLYGATOR 2022

#jiraiya #professor jiraiya #forensic psychologist jiraiya #modern au #naruto modern au #jiraiya x reader #naruto #naruto college au #college au #angst #fluff #slow burn #professor x student #🍓 writes

[bunny-hoodlum]

literally all I have so far

Pairing: NaruHina

Work: Late sub WIP for NH Fair 2023 Day 11 'New Neighbors, Thin Walls'

nswf below the cut

His labored breath was all that filled their tiny bedroom. Deep and heavy like a man in a marathon.

Her eyes have never left him, glimmering beautifully in the dark, pleading for more. She was pressed so firmly into the mattress, his hips pistoning in a barely measured frenzy so that the springs couldn’t snitch on them, his cock stirring her juicy honey with relentless focus.

Her muffled moans hummed nonstop against his palm. Every squeal that died in her throat was only made that much louder in his psyche, like an earthquake rumbling through water. Every nerve in his body tingled with heady, electrified arousal just from the act of suppressing her. They had a lot of practice too, fucking in empty classrooms, bathroom stalls in the park, the gymnasium storage room just after the final bell and just before after-school clubs.

She was so good beneath him, so obediently still beneath the cage of his body as he pounded her into a hot, happy mess. The gorgeous receiver of his cum.

So why, as two college students too poor to rent the dorms and forced to settle for a Leopalace as their first home together, why was this so much more intense? Why did this feel insanely more taboo?

A clatter was heard from the other side of the wall, what Naruto imagined to be a stack of books perhaps, or maybe pencils. Murmurs of low conversation hummed against the shoddy construction, and every so often he could pick up enough key words to follow along. The mundane conversation contrasted so sharply against their lovemaking that it only made him want to fuck her harder. If a slight noise escaped because he wanted it to, if he caused them to pause and wonder ‘Did I hear that right? No, it couldn’t be.’ that would be his undoing. He wouldn’t care anymore.

But he loves Hinata more than he can comprehend.

And she would very much care.

#naruhina fanfiction #naruhina #hinata hyuga #naruto uzumaki #modern au #college au #I have to go to work soon lmao #should I just submit this as is?

[konohomies]

rugby

#naruto #fanart #my art #college au #modern au #collegenart #inuzuka kiba #uzumaki naruto #kibanaru #narukiba #yeah yeah....i wanted to draw them in little shorts #now theyre in collegiate rugby 🤷‍♂️

[powerful-niya]

— (ℓαтє иιgнт ¢αℓℓѕ.)

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎.

Link to Oneshot below ↴

•Wattpad• •AO3•

Pairing˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚Naruhina

Synopsis˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡Every night, until the early hours of the morning, Naruto and Hinata converse on the phone, compensating for their protracted absence by savoring only one another's voices and inclinations. Only this night, the desire for one another has grown stronger than ever before.

Content Tags˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚Angst • Clit Play • College AU • Dirty Talk • Explicit • Fantasies & Fantasizing • Female Masturbation • Fingering • Fluff • Forlorn • Hot • Humor • Late Night • Lingerie • Long Distance Relationship • Male Masturbation • Mutual Masturbation • Modern AU • Naruto's P.O.V • Naughty • NSFW • Phone Sex • PWP/Porn With Plot • Romance • Small Talk • Yearning • 

Overall Word Count˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚7.9k

Tumblr Post: Word Count:˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚4k.

Preview ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

"Mmm, it feels good to finally hear your voice, Hinata-chan." A male voice groaned, "Hearing it alone has made my shitty day a hundred times better."

A husky voice echoed from the crevices of thin lips against the white walls of a dark room, light blue irises gazing up at the ceiling above.

The male's body was entirely collapsed on his bed, anchored on his backside; fatigued from working tirelessly on his feet all day.

The man in question, Naruto, wore little to cover his chiseled torso; simply orange boxers to conceal his lower body. His body lay directly on top of the blankets of his bed because he was simply too exhausted to crawl within them.

However, he wasn't too weary to phone his lover, as to, continue their tradition of nighttime calls.

He never misses any of his girlfriend's calls.

After all, Naruto looks forward to the clock striking 10:30 p.m., every single night. During that time, his phone rings, a lovely sound signaling that it was time for his special rendezvous with his girlfriend.

Of course, there were occasions when Naruto would be the one to pick up the phone and call his beloved.

It really only matters who picks up the phone and calls the other one first.

Both are quite eager to do so; practically racing to the phone.

Before 10:30 P.M. arrives, the blonde male makes sure he is fully prepared to give his beautiful girlfriend his undivided attention, that is, to be fully ready for the most tranquil time of his day.

Hinata is all that matters to him.

Nothing else.

With a hum, Naruto ran one callous hand through his spiky blonde locks, just aimlessly gazing up at his ceiling fan which spun round and round within his small room, causing him to feel refreshingly chilled.

A smirk slipped across his lips when he heard an adorable giggle erupt from his phone, held close to his right ear.

"Oh Naruto-kun, I must say, I feel the same. It's truly a pain we spend so many days apart. I truly wish you were here with me..."

Hinata, his girlfriend, spoke pleasantly through the phone, who was also settled down in her bed, but located hundreds and hundreds of miles away from Naruto.

Given that their respective paths in life have taken them apart, the two lovers have chosen to keep their romance alive by engaging in a long-distance relationship.

Hinata chose to enter medical school after finishing Konoha High in order to pursue her academic goals. Such a choice brought her far from Konohagakure, Tokyo, and to Guangzhou, China, an expansive city that was, in Naruto's eyes, an unusually costly destination to live.

But lucky for Hinata, her prestigious family was happy to provide her transportation, money, and her own dorm as she attended medical school as a med student.

Naruto, on the other hand, decided to stay in Konoha, Tokyo, and pursue a career in which he could use his handy talents, vast energy span, and social abilities to fix vehicles; a temporary employment as a mechanic.

He'd hoped to pursue such a job for just a short while to accumulate enough money to leave Konoha and move to Guangzhou to live with his beautiful girlfriend.

However, his plan was taking a long time to come to fruition, to his utter dismay.

Naruto let out a deep sigh into his quiet room, the sound seeping into his cellular device and into his girlfriend's ear.

"Yeah, I know, Hina. But remember, this is only temporary. I'll be with you soon, I promise."

A relieved sigh was heard from the other end after his words were spoken. Such a pleasant sigh of emotion certainly meant that Naruto was successful in erasing Hinata's worries.

He was happy about that.

A grin revealed itself on his whiskered face.

"Yes, you're right, Naruto-kun. Gah, I'm such a worry wart."

Hinata giggled, promoting Naruto to do so as well.

Naruto shook his head, "Oh, don't call yourself that, Hinata-chan. Instead of worrying, why don't you tell me about the marvels of your day, beautiful?"

Naruto's ear twitched when he heard a piercing gasp escape his girlfriend's lips, followed by the sound of a bed creaking, indicating that Hinata had changed position.

He gripped his phone with all five of his fingers, leaving it plastered directly on his right ear. He listened closely to every creak, every gasp, every word that emitted from Hinata's side to his own.

He also waited patiently for Hinata to respond back to his questions.

"Ooh! Ooh! Good idea, Naruto-kun! For the entire day, I've been dying to tell you something."

"Tell me what, baby?" Naruto chimed in, eyebrows raised, and interest piqued.

"Today in medical school, I discovered some fascinating information about the human body. I've learned so much, it's incredible! My perception of our bodies as a whole has really changed; I now consider them to be some of the most fascinating machines in all of creation!"

As he listened to his intelligent girlfriend ramble on and on about her passion, enthusiastically sharing the incredible things she had learned while pursuing her chosen field of study, Naruto couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Often when Hinata informs him about what she's learned in medical school, he absolutely has no idea what she's talking about. To be respectful, he listened anyway, asking questions, applauding her intellectual prowess, and generally expressing delight in her many outstanding subjects.

For Naruto, hearing Hinata on the phone express so much enthusiasm about her interests and be willing to include him in her world was truly endearing.

Her angelic voice always managed to relax him, lulling him into a tranquil state ready for bed.

Naruto smiled brightly, his whiskered cheeks sprouting upward in relation,  "Ahh, the human body's fascinating, eh?" Naruto's grin broadened, "Well, go on. Tell me about all the exciting new things you've learned, my love."

Naruto ruffled his blonde hair a bit with his hand, causing the unkempt strands to fall in all directions, slipping down his forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks.

He listened closely as his girlfriend giggled once more in excitement.

"Alright, don't mind if I do, Naruto-kun."

Hinata took a moment to clear her throat before speaking once more.

"So did you know, when you listen to music..."

"Yeah?" Naruto breathed lightly.

"your heart syncs to the rhythm! Hah! Isn't that fascinating, Naruto-kun?"

Naruto's eyes widened a tad, indeed taken aback by that particular fun fact. It was certainly bizarre.

He was quite intrigued.

Naruto snickered, "Wow, I had no idea my heart could pull off being a professional break dancer. That's intriguing, but also pretty...strange.."

Naruto thought out loud, visually imagining his heart bob, whirling, and gambolling around, in his chest as he listened to upbeat tunes of music.

The more Naruto considered Hinata's interesting fact, the more unsettling rather than intriguing it began to seem.

Naruto shuddered in response.

But Hinata knew her boyfriend well enough to know he was beginning to spiral down a wormhole of confusion just by the one fun fact she told him.

She laughed amusingly on her side of the phone.

"Oh Naruto-kun, you're so silly! Your heart doesn't dance! The beat of it, as it pumps blood, mimics the beat of the song you're listening to, babe."

Naruto's eyes widened and he smacked his head, face-palming himself.

"Damnit, I-I knew that. I just..." Naruto bit his lip, his whiskered cheeks flushed from embarrassment, "I was just joking.."

The blush on his whiskered cheeks grew darker as he listened to his midnight blue-haired beauty begin to laugh her ass off through the phone, her beautiful voice surfacing as sounds of joy and merriment.

She knew he wasn't joking. But dead-ass serious which made it all the more amusing for her.

Naruto groaned, laying one arm over his eyes to sulk in the darkness in an attempt to hide away as his entire world was filled with his girlfriend's laughter.

"Oh Naruto-kun! Your cognitive process never fails to intrigue me. It's just so random!!"

Hinata giggled in happiness causing Naruto to groan.

"Hardy har har. Very funny. It's been a long day, that's all." Naruto groaned into the phone, turning his head to peer one eye from his arm to observe his basic, gloomy room, which was devoid of anyone but himself.

A desk, a chair, a few ramen posters decorating the walls, a closet, and a bed were the only objects that occupied his room.

However, Naruto's leisurely motion of examining his room was cut short as he noticed Hinata's laughter dwindling down quickly, as a result of his earlier statements.

Instead, he heard a guilt-filled whimper coming from her side of the phone.

"O-Oh, I'm so sorry, Naruto-kun. I didn't mean to l-laugh at you."

Currently, Hinata's demeanor has entirely changed; instead of expressing happiness and comfort, she has begun to express guilt and gloom, all of which severely disturb Naruto.

"Would you like to talk about it? I'm here, N-Naruto-kun."

The blonde male threw his arm away from his eyes to sigh, his chest heaving.

With Hinata's relatively convincing words, Naruto found himself debating in his head whether to tell her of the horrible day he's had at work where he worked endlessly, fixing tons and tons of cars, utilizing his hands and legs with no breaks in sight.

He was debating whether he should tell her about his sweaty days, where he reeked of muss and grime, drenched in grease and oil from head to toe.

He thought it best to tell her that he doesn't get much sleep because he made the decision to work additional hours, early in the morning, in order to obtain more money.

He wondered if he should tell his girlfriend all about his dark days.

But knowing Hinata the way he did, he knew that if he told her about the difficult life he was currently leading, she would undoubtedly be concerned for his welfare.

She'd be worried sick, so worried that she wouldn't truly enjoy her time at medical school anymore. Instead, she would be concerned for his well-being and spend the remainder of her days at college thinking about him.

He would deprive her of her happiness and instead fill her days with anxiety and concern, all in an attempt to fill the void in his own heart.

Naruto shook his head.

No, he can't do that to her. He cannot burden Hinata with his troubles.

As a result, he made his decision.

The blonde male rushed his fingers forth to burrow them within his thick, blonde locks, once more lost in his thoughts.

"Naruto-kun?"

Hinata called out to him through his phone. Her tone had now changed to one of concern.

Her voice also dropped an octave, becoming low enough to resemble a soft whisper, and whimpers marred each word she spoke.

"Naruto-kun, are you there? What's the matter, babe?"

Naruto was quick to answer.

He shook his head violently, which each time brought his upper torso into contact with his fluffy pillow, "Nothing, nothing. I'm fine. Everything's fine, babe. Just tired."

"O-Oh alright."

Silence crept through the air as the two lovers awkwardly inhabited the phone line, both mute, both unmotivated to say anything further. The two just listened mindlessly to one other's breathing, finding content in the indiscreet sounds alone.

Naruto closed his eyes, gritting his teeth at the tension that now existed between him and his girlfriend. He was now cursing at himself for making the conversation so... uncomfortable.

He longed fervently for the circumstances to change so that their phone call would be more memorable.

Naruto gasped to himself.

He had an idea.

After a little period of silence, he eventually heard Hinata's gentle voice emerge through the phone line once more, interrupting his train of thought.

"Naruto-kun? Are you s-sure you don't want to talk ab-?"

"Ahh, that reminds me!" Naruto was quick to cut Hinata off, change the conversation, break the tension between them, and divert his lover's attention away from an interminable worry spiral.

Naruto's grin surfaced again which brightened up his tan face, "I want to hear another fun fact about the human body."

"Another fun fact? Really!?! You're interested?

"Yeah." Naruto boasted, pleased to hear that Hinata's joyful temperament had returned, free of worry.

"Alright! What do you want to know?"

"Hmm, tell me a fun fact about..." Naruto skimmed his brain a bit before gasping, "blushing! You blush all the time; I'd like to learn more about when a person blushes."

Right on cue, Hinata giggled, showering his right ear with more of her delightful voice.

"Oh, Naruto-kun, are you just asking to tease me?

"What? I'm being serious! I wanna know!"

"Fine, fine."

Hinata groaned before giving Naruto what he wanted.

Naruto grinned like an enthusiastic child as he waited in anticipation for Hinata to explain just what happens when a person blushes, or in other words, what happens to her body when she blushes or experiences feelings of flusteredness.

Yeah, Naruto was quite the jokester.

Naruto heard a few creaks from Hinata's line before her voice appeared once more.

"Well, I've discovered that when a person blushes, they also tend to feel the sensation in their stomach lining, or the epithelium, since it also changes to a scarlet hue, just like the cheeks do. That is why people often associate that flustered feeling with butterflies in their stomach."

Once more, Naruto felt himself grow incredibly intrigued and even quite impressed by his girlfriend's intelligent responses.

She was awesome.

Oddly enough, he felt his body grow very excited...

Hinata's wide intellect and assurance were undoubtedly making Naruto feel emotions he never expected to feel.

He was beginning to grow a bit... horny.

His dick twitched in his boxers on cue.

He certainly wanted more. He wanted to hear more from Hinata.

Naruto squinted his hooded blue eyes at the ceiling, humming low in his throat, "Ahh, impressive. It's remarkable to see how a minor occurrence in a particular part of the body may have a ripple effect on the entire body. Kinda like a chain reaction, right?"

"Ah yes! Excellent observation, Naruto-kun. Everything in the human body is connected, after all, my love."

Naruto smirked deviously. He was beginning to conjure up a naughty idea as to how to spice up their conversation and of course, tease Hinata. 

He was just about to enter into one of his nighttime horny episodes, as he always seems to do. It was encroaching on him like a virus that was becoming worse and thus, yearning to escape.

The blonde adult bit his lip, "Mmm, that's extremely intriguing, babe. I have to say, I'm impressed." Naruto complimented, "Now why don't you tell me a fun fact about..." He paused to chuckle, "the tongue."

Hinata's side was silent for a moment before she returned seconds later to let out a sheepish laugh into the phone.

"The t-t-tongue? Th-That's rather specific, d-don't you think?"

There was a stutter present in Hinata's question, her breathing growing a tad bit heavy through the phone which Naruto can identify that he's certainly made her flustered.

Good.

Naruto smirked, nodding his head as he kept his phone plastered by his ear, "Yes, the tongue. You can do much with just the tongue, can you not? That particular body part is rather important, yes?"

"Yes, i-i-it is. What are you getting at-?"

"Come on, babe. Tell me something interesting about the tongue."

Naruto's voice was dropping an octave, becoming deeper and huskier, and he even began slurring his phrases, an unusual shift from before.

Hinata couldn't pinpoint what Naruto was, in fact, planning.

His remarks were odd, but she went on and answered his desired question anyway.

Naruto heard her gulp from her side of the phone before she proceeded on.

"W-Well, one fun fact I f-find interesting about the tongue is that it's covered in about 8,000 taste-buds, each containing up to 100 cells helping you taste your f-food."

Naruto's eyebrows rose, a tingle rushing through his body at the sound of Hinata's voice obediently giving him the answer he was looking for.

"Oh really now? Mmm, ya know, I'm certainly thinking about tasting something quite delicious right at the moment. It starts with Y and ends with U-"

Hinata sighed.

"Naruto-kun... You're horny, aren't you?"

Naruto had to bite back his laughter as he heard his girlfriend's chastising tone, who read him like a book.

Hinata knew he was horny, and knowing that Hinata knew what state he was in, even without actually being physically present, only made his emotions skyrocket.

She could tell he was definitely in a state controlled by his arousal and desire, again driven by his deep longing for her, just by the husky timbre of his voice and the peculiarity of his words.

Hinata knew him all too well.

Naruto grew to want his girlfriend even more.

Naruto licked his lips, his chest heaving upon the ecstatic emotions that were flooding through his body, "Heh, oh no no, love. That's not me horny at all. That was me merely being a tease. Now, what I really want is for you-"

"Let me guess? Tell you another fun fact?"

Naruto smirked deviously, "No, tell me what you're wearing."

Hinata was unable to hear Naruto's response in time because it was spoken so quickly. She didn't even notice what the now-horny blonde asked until her response passed her lips.

"Oh, I'm wearing... wait? What?!?"

Naruto couldn't help but laugh his ass off, laughing uncontrollably at Hinata's flustered outburst at his previously naughty question.

Hinata fell right into his trap.

It was now his turn to fill Hinata's ears with laughter, his mouth wide open so that streams of hilarity may erupt from it and instead fill his gloomy, depressing bedroom.

His parted lips ached his cheeks, and his taunt core muscles tightened as he wiggled hysterically along his bed.

Despite Hinata's flustered filled whimpers and hushed remarks for Naruto to stop laughing or that her mishap wasn't humorous, the blonde merely laughed louder and louder.

Her gentle voice was entirely concealed beneath Naruto's booming laughter, making all her efforts to quiet his amusement seem effortless.

"Oh Naruto-kun, you're always s-s-such a tease."

Hinata whimpered into the phone line, unable to get her boyfriend's attention and thereby save herself from further embarrassment.

But, eventually, she came up with an idea.

A very good one.

Meanwhile, Naruto hooped and hollered, drawing his thumb up to wipe fake tears from his eyes, completely intoxicated by drowsiness and, of course, desire.

"Oh, what an amusing girlfriend I have. You were actually gonna answer my question a minute there, eh?" Naruto teased Hinata yet again, whilst staring up at the ceiling through a wad of water secretions that had accumulated as a result of his abundant laughing.

To clear his vision, he quickly blinked the liquid away.

He was so immersed in his own thoughts that he failed to notice his girlfriend's hum of interest.

"Oh, I was only kidding, Hinata-chan. You don't have to answer-"

"Guess."

From Hinata's side, one word was breathed into the phone, piercing the phone line and settling in the deep canals of his ears.

Naruto's laughter, the idiotic grin that accompanied his lips, was erased shortly after he took in his girlfriend's sneaky little remark.

He scratched his chin with his fingers, honestly complimenting if he heard his girlfriend correctly. He cast a doubtful glance up toward the ceiling.

"Um, Hinata-chan, did you say something? I believe I'm beginning to hear things-"

A giggle was heard from his girlfriend.

"Oh Naruto-kun, I wish to answer your question."

"What q-question?"

Now completely perplexed, Naruto wished nothing more than for Hinata to clarify for him what she was actually implying.

Because simply, the blonde male was unable to comprehend the reality that his lover was actually in the mood to play with him and engage in phone sex.

Between the two, it was never a routine occurrence. The couple routinely talks to one another at night, updating each other on their day-to-day activities, reminiscing about past expenses, and simply engaging in amusing discussions.

If Naruto was lucky, Hinata would profess her longing for him, but only after which they would both grow horny and engage in dirty banter.

But that is all it would be.

Their conversation would usually finish with Naruto wishing Hinata a good night, causing the phone line to drop, leaving the blonde male hot and bothered.

Normally, he was fine with jerking off to calm his hormones and satisfy his desire for his lover, but after a while, he discovered he began to feel excited every time he initiated a discussion with Hinata.

He began to think about her more. He began to jerk off more.

Once a week became three times a week, and soon enough, he began masturbating every single night, jerking off at just the mere thought of his girlfriend.

Her voice. Her appearance. Hell, the recollection of her mere breathing through the phone turned him on.

Naruto was in bad shape, but his feelings and actions were merely an outward manifestation of his strong longing for his girlfriend.

He missed her so damn much. He missed intimacy so much.

So now, the sound of his lover feverishly engaging in intimacy with him over the phone led his dick to jump to life in his boxers, making itself known by twitching and bulging against the fabric of his underwear.

He gasped when he heard Hinata's voice reappear, but this time there was no mistake. He heard her plainly.

"You want to know what I'm wearing right?"

Naruto answered his seductive girlfriend without hesitation, and with all honesty.

He gave Hinata a self-conscious nod as if she could see the gesture, "Yes, Hinata-chan. I-I wanna know, baby-"

"Then, I want you to guess, babe. Telling you is too easy, don't you think? How about we make things more exciting, hm?"

At that exact moment, Naruto's breathing hitched in his throat, making it harder for him to breathe. His chest tightened, his blue eyes widening.

Holy shit, did he love the sound of that.

His dick did too.

In his boxers, Naruto's scorching friend performed a strange little dance, throbbing as it now lay erect yet completely bent to remain concealed and submissive.

Naruto's head dropped downward subtly, his gaze traveling down his mighty form to lock eyes with his bulging cock between his legs.

He clicked his tongue, a dirty grin slowly etching his lips, "Mmm, is that a challenge, babe?" He voiced huskily, furrowing his brows and squeezing his phone tightly. Naruto moaned, "That's perfect, you know how much I enjoy a challenge."

Naruto smirked in triumph when he heard his horny girlfriend giggle through the phone line.

"I predicted you would. But are you truly up for the task? To fulfill my challenge?"

"Oh baby, don't underestimate me." Naruto growled low in his throat, rocking his tongue across his lips, "I can guess what you're wearing, babe—wouldn't even break a sweat."

"Well go on then; guess. What is clothed on the body of your naughty girlfriend, hm?"

Naruto didn't think much about his first response, instead trusting his arousal to seize the wheel.

He licked his lips once again, staring up at the ceiling in a daze, lost in his own thoughts, fantasizing about his midnight blue-haired beauty dressed in a white tank with purple panties...

No, a thong.

"Fuck." Naruto breathed under his breath, his own thoughts driving his dick harder and harder.

"White tank top. Purple panties." He breathed into the phone, going with his gut.

Immediately, he received an answer.

"Nope. No tank top. I'm wearing panties, yes, but they're not purple."

"No tank top, eh?" Naruto scoffed playfully.

He tried again, happily and enthusiastically participating in Hinata's desirable game.

"Well, then, how about white; matching bra and panties?"

Naruto's grin was cheeky, confidence flooding every inch of his body as his brain erased the vision of Hinata wearing a white tank top and purple thong in favor of the current image he mentioned—white lingerie.

He imagined Hinata's sleek body covered in the pure fabric of white, inducing a sense of innocence and purity, as he has always known her to be.

As his desire increased, the vision of Hinata in Naruto's thoughts began to change into something more, twisting and shifting to provide greater detail.

The blonde male had a vivid imagination, particularly when he was horny.

Naruto imagined his beautiful girlfriend's midnight blue hair pulled in a messy bun, with a few straggly strands cascading down her brow to tickle her nose.

Her fair complexion was completely shiny from her hormone-induced sweat, but it was brilliantly enhanced by the pure white lingerie she wore—to make her gleam.

'Yes, white lingerie has to be the answer.' Naruto reflected confidently in his mind.

He was confident in his response, confident in the mental image he had created of Hinata, which was so obvious and descriptive that it certainly could not be rejected.

Only from there, Naruto waited for his lover's voice to emerge once more, in an effort to approve or disapprove of his next decision regarding her.

And oh boy, did it come.

Hinata clicked her tongue, gently humming into the phone line. Her voice invaded Naruto's ears and traveled throughout his entire body, making the blonde tremble all over.

"Nuh-uh, my love. I'm not wearing any white. After all, I've decided to take a walk to the dark side tonight, baby."

This time, Naruto's brow wrinkled in reaction to Hinata's statement, and his dick twitched in his underwear once more.

Only now, did Hinata's voice shift octaves and instead take on a breathless intensity, virtually moaning after every word that slipped her lips.

Her voice was so exquisite that it completely melted Naruto's soul.

The sound of his lover's voice was an unparalleled act of seduction, drawing him into a world of desire that he can't help but visit every single night.

But tonight was different.

Continue Reading on Wattpad or AO3.

||Previous Chap.|| ||Next Chap.||

#naruhina #naruto x hinata #naruto uzumaki #naruto #hinata hyuga #hinata #Smut Oneshot #excerpt/preview #phone sex 📱 #long distance relationship #college au #smutty #dirty talk #aesthetic #sexy aesthetic #aestheitcs #aesthetic dividers #Wattpad #ao3 #hope you enjoy! 🧡 #powerful_niya #🗒️ - niya's drabbles/one-shots ✨