konoha as well


Last words…


“I-I don’t know….”

Happy KonoHaruEneTaka day~~~ 9/6   ∠( ᐛ 」∠)_

Fic I’ve decided I want to exist (but don’t currently have the brain space to write):

Obito is bored (so bored) and currently The Plan is running well without his supervision (so bored) and so he decides to take some time out of his life to go glare at Kakashi from behind some bushes. The asshole always twitches and spends the next several months paranoid, checking behind his shower curtain and throwing kunai at squirrels. It’s excellent.

So Obito moseys over to Wave where apparently some would-be dictator shipping magnate is having some Konoha nin difficulty.

Only to find out that some idiot put Kakashi in charge of a genin team??

Obito decides to hang around to watch what is surely to be a disaster. And, yeah, sure enough. Blood and tears.

And, like, it’s not like Obito particularly likes watching Kakashi be useless at something. (Yeah, who’s he trying to kid, he adores it.)

He just. Wow. Feels really bad for the girl.

She reminds him Rin. Sort of.


Not really.

Not at all.

But he thinks that maybe the superficial resemblance is why Kakashi can’t even look her in the eye.

And. Look. The kid’s obviously got promise: tree-walking on the first try?

It’d be a shame if the asshole ruined her. (Like he ruined Rin.)

So, y’know.

Obito is really doing her a service when he kidnaps her.

(Kidnap is a harsh word.)

(Obito is going to be so much better at this sensei gig. It’s going to be awesome, just you wait and see, Sakura-chan.)

“I’m both terrified and aroused right now” and “Icha Icha” (fic under the cut)

Looking up from his scrolls, the Hokage was thoroughly stunned at the visitor tapping on his door. Successor of Tsunade Senju, head medic, one of the three legendary sannin, was in his office.. dressed in a very loose flowing tank and VERY short shorts. Her pink hair, usually tied up, had grown and was now almost touching her lower back. Usually dressed in a doctors coat, the light green top was complimenting her eyes quite nicely. The shorts were red, her signature color. And dare he say it, a bra to match. 

This kunoichi was the envy of the town. Strong, absolutely breathtaking, a heart of gold, dedicated, loyal and the most sought after lady in Konoha. Well, you could scratch that last one. The lucky guy who stole her heart was currently sweating in his Hokage robes. 

Kakashi watched as Sakura’s polished fingers came up to twirl a lock of hair. “Excuse me, sir. I came to this city looking for a job and I just haven’t been able to find one.” Batting her eyelashes briefly, “but I heard that you might be looking for an assistant?”

Almost immediately, he realized what was happening. He could have died happy. Right then and there. This was from one of his most precious Icha Icha novels. A classic. One of Jiraiya’s firsts. A handsome troubled business man, constantly working, and always rude to everyone. He meets a beautiful upbeat young girl looking for a job. She seduces him, he falls in love with her, she doesn’t love him back but when she finally realizes she does love him…

Sakura cleared her throat.

“I, Uh.. Yes. I am.. uh in the market for an assistant. Yes. An assistant. To help with office things.” Kakashi was a stuttering mess as she approached his desk. She slid her fingers across his desk, bending down just enough for him to confirm that her bra, was definitely red. 

“What credentials would you need from me, Mr..?” 

Kakashi took a deep breath and made himself get into character. 

“Mr. Sukea. I am looking for an assistant but it will be long grueling hours. All of my help in the past has been less than adequate.” He saw a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. He’d never owned up to the story of being the photographer but he’s sure that she just put the pieces together.

“We should take this to the meeting room, so I can thoroughly interview you. I hope you aren’t wasting my time.”

“Very well, Mr. Sukea.” 

After giving the Hokage robes to a clone, he swiftly took her to the “meeting” room. As they entered, a table was already decorated with pillows and pushed up against a wall. 

“Now, about that interview.” 

Suddenly, the wind was knocked out of him and he found himself looking up at the ceiling. The culprit straddled his waist and held him down with one hand. Kakashi took this moment to take in every detail. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. This woman both terrified and aroused him. The power she had over him was absolutely ridiculous. 

And he loved it.

How Not to Adopt a Child, or That One Book Tobirama Clearly Never Read

Merry Christmas, @tinytinyrobot! I hope you have a wonderful one! 

Tobirama slams out of the Administration Building in the grasp of a fit of pique he has no intentions of hiding. His chakra seethes around him, a furious tide, and the force of it cracks a wooden bench as he passes.

From behind him, through the open window of the Hokage’s office, a door crashes open, and he can distantly hear Izuna snap, “Brother! Go control your damned Senju before I literally set him on fire!”

Perhaps snarling at Izuna to get out of his way when the Clan Head only said good morning was slightly out of line. Tobirama can’t particularly bring himself to care. Being ambushed by three of the four Senju Clan elders and their increasingly frantic demands that he start planning to produce an heir managed to sour his fairly decent mood in an instant.

He had wanted, as a child, to be seen as his brother’s equal. Now that he’s receiving the exact same hounding that Hashirama was given before Tsunade’s birth, Tobirama wishes viciously that he could be rid of it.

“Tobirama!” One of the more persistent elders stalks out of the building after him, her robes flaring with the speed of her steps. Tobirama is snidely satisfied; he hasn’t seen one of the Elders move quickly since his father’s reign, and to be the one to push them out of their stately glide is more enjoyable than he expected. It does not, however, make up for the overall irritation of the situation.

“I’m going to train,” he bites out, and anyone else would take that as the threat he intends it to be, but Enko doesn’t even pause.

“Tobirama,” she says sharply, and Tobirama wonders half-idly how much Hashirama would yell at him for slapping a reverse-summoning seal on her and activating it. “You have a duty to your clan, and to the strength of your blood—”

Tobirama stops, because clearly there’s no escaping this. Even if he does manage it, next time they decide to press the point Madara might be with him, and if Madara thinks he’s holding Tobirama back in any way he’ll brood for days. There’s no way Tobirama has the patience for something like that.

“My brother has a child,” he points out, and it’s just barely civil. It is, he thinks in moments like this, very good that Madara was picked as Nidaime instead of him; Tobirama has no patience for politics, either. “Our bloodline is continuing. If that is not sufficient—”

“You know it’s not,” Enko says reprovingly, pushing her glasses up her nose with a sharp flick. “As brilliant as your brother is, you have your own skillset, and to lose that would be a low to Konoha in general, as well as the Senju in particular.”

It’s the fifth time in as many days that Tobirama has heard some variation of this lecture, and he’s irritated with it—the type of irritated that generally ends with his genin team assigning themselves missions as far from him as possible, and maybe entire graveyards rising from the dead if he’s feeling really testy.

At the same moment, a flash of dark hair and pale robes catches his eye. The son of the decimated Yashagorō Clan, the snake summoners, is just entering the square, apparently headed for the Administration Building. He looks tired and pale, worn in a way Tobirama is all too familiar with after a childhood spent at war. The boy is one of Saru’s students—Orochimaru, Tobirama thinks—but he lost his parents just a handful of days ago, on a mission that ended in disaster.

Skillset, Tobirama thinks, and then, Aha. Two enemy with one kunai.

“I see your point, Elder Enko,” he says.

There’s a suspicious pause. “Do you,” she answers, more statement than question, and her eyes narrow behind her oval glasses.

Tobirama offers her his blandest, most impolite smile. “Of course, and I agree. Such skills cannot be lost, but also may not be trusted to just anyone. However, I’m sure that you are quite aware of my attachment to the Hokage.”

“Believe me, Tobirama,” Enko says dryly, “no one has missed that detail.”

Ignoring that, Tobirama forges on. “Since I refuse to disrupt our relationship solely for the sake of an heir, we have decided to adopt.”

What?!” Madara half-shrieks from behind him.

Tobirama ignores that as well, reaching out to grab the passing Orochimaru by the shoulder and wheel him around to face Enko. “This is the boy. He will be a great asset to Konoha and the Senju Clan.”

Orochimaru blinks.

When wide golden eyes settle on him, Tobirama very pointedly looks back, trying to make the play along as clear as possible.

A beat. A pause. And then Orochimaru turns to Enko and bows politely. “Good morning, Elder,” he says. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Enko stares at him, one brow slowly sliding towards her hairline. She sighs, pinches the bridge of her nose, and then levels Tobirama with a look of deep rebuke. “I will be by in one month to see how your son is settling in,” she says meaningfully, then turns on her heel and inclines her head to Madara. “Hokage-sama. Congratulations on becoming a father.”

Madara gapes, entirely speechless. Lifting her chin, Enko sails past him like a tiny old battleship, towards where the other two Elders who accompanied her to harass Tobirama are still cowering near the main doors. She collects them the way anyone else might gather up unnecessary luggage before turning back towards the Senju’s area.

Orochimaru looks after her for a long moment, then glances at Tobirama again. “I don’t think that went as you were intending it to,” he says, far more aware than any six-year-old has a right to be.

“Enko is a witch,” Tobirama agrees, though he can’t keep all of the reluctant admiration out of his tone. Enko was one of his mother’s friends, and she hasn’t aged so much as sharpened. “I hope you’re prepared to be the Hokage’s son.”

There’s a wheeze from Madara that both Tobirama and Orochimaru ignore. “Does this mean you’re going to teach me your jutsus?” Orochimaru asks solemnly, and it’s only then that Tobirama remembers Saru talking about how his student was a genius.

Maybe this will turn out better than he anticipated.

“I will,” he agrees. “Did you have business to finish here, before we leave?”

Orochimaru shakes his head. “I was coming to apply for lodgings.”

“No longer necessary,” Tobirama assures him, and puts a hand on his shoulder to steer him around Madara’s spluttering figure. “Our home is nearby. I will take you to collect your things first.”

“Now wait just one minute!” Madara explodes.

Tobirama arches one cool brow at him, pausing agreeably. “Yes?”

Orochimaru glances up at him, then turns to look at Madara with wide, sad, solemn eyes in a pale and too-thin face.

Tobirama can actually see the moment Madara’s will crumples.

Perhaps it’s not how he expected the confrontation to go, he thinks, giving his new son an approving smirk, but it’s not nearly as much of a disaster as it could have been.

“Dinner will be at six,” he tells Madara, already steering Orochimaru towards the street. “Don’t be late.”

Madara huffs something that sounds vaguely like I’m the Hokage, you can’t tell me what to do, you bastard, but for the sake of his dignity Tobirama pretends not to hear it.

Fukurodani at the mall

Konoha: Yo Akaashi, Bokuto is missing. Can you find him?
Akaashi: Do you think I have him micro-chipped or something?
Konoha: Well, do you?
Akaashi: …Yeah, hang on.

SasuHina Day 1: Trampoline

Day 1: Trampoline

The first time Sasuke returns to the village after the war nearly two years have passed. He doesn’t bother with the front gate–the fewer people that know of his arrival, the better, so he instead sneaks in through familiar, hidden paths near the training grounds.

He wonders at the state of the ANBU with Kakashi as Hokage that he can infiltrate the village so easily, but then again, he suspects no one other than perhaps Naruto knows all the hidden, secret places of Konoha like he does. He takes it slow through the trees, allowing himself to absorb what changes he can see–but also taking in the ones he can feel

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So I saw all the Short-haired!Oro stuff and the idea of a SakumOro Tangled AU popped up. Only, it only vaguely (very vaguely) has bits of the movie.

Oro didn’t get kidnapped and locked in a tower. Danzo offered him a lab for crazy experiments and off he went, to a lab hidden away from the rest of the world. Thing is, he didn’t tell anyone because SCIENCE!! awaited. Danzo didn’t really say anything either because he might get Oro to do some experiments on his prodding. For the Good of Konoha, of course.

Hokage Sarutobi soon realizes that his Science Obsessed student hasn’t been seen in a while and sends for him… only to find out he’s apparently been missing for a while. He sends out search parties and stuff.

Fast forward to years later, Hatake Sakumo steals the Kusanagi (Oro’s sword that he left for Plot) from the Kingdom of Konoha. He flees, and is pursued by a very angry Sakura (who plays Maximus the horse in this AU). Sakumo goes to hide in a very convenient bunker and promptly gets KO’d by an angry Oro whose nap was disturbed.

Sakumo wakes up strapped to an operating table and is interrogated by Orochimaru, who suspects him of being sent by Danzo to assassinate him or steal his research or something? Idk. Sakumo denies it and flirts with Oro because Oro is very pretty. This is where the Tangled movie plot kind of becomes obsolete and becomes more Anastasia. Sakumo recognizes Oro’s markings as the same markings as the pic of Sarutobi’s lost student. He believes that Oro was kidnapped and locked away in the lab and Sakumo, despite being a thief, is against the stealing of people so he tries to get Oro to return to Konoha. Also, the reward Sarutobi put on the return of an alive Oro would be nice.

Oro thought his sensei knew where he was all this time but was too busy to send word or anything. So he agrees to allow Sakumo to escort him back to Konoha, still wary because what if it was just a ploy to get Oro actually kidnapped? Oh well, he can take him. Or just leave it to Kiyohime (who plays a very deadly Pascal). So off they go.

Of course, then Danzo finds out that Oro is no longer in the Lab and sends ROOT agents to coerce Orochimaru into returning. The ROOT agents happen to ambush Oro at the same time as Sakura (Sakura doesn’t recognize Oro as Tsunade-shishou’s friend for Plot maybe?). Oro is of course annoyed by all the people popping up suddenly to kidnap him, cue SakumOro battle couple team up.

Stuff happens, Sakumo is injured in one battle, taking a blow meant for Oro. That settles Oro’s attachment to Sakumo and he patches Sakumo up after the battle. More stuff happens, idk. Somehow Sakura catches up to them and tries to take out Sakumo for the return of the Kusanagi because that was her shishou’s teammate’s sword. You mean, my sword as I am Orochimaru, intervenes Oro. Sakumo is simply… ah, escorting me back to Konoha. Well. Okay then. Sakura Joined the Party.

Then they enter a pub or something and Oro finds out about the reward for his return. Oro is miffed (I like that word okay? Miffed) and thinks Sakumo is only in it for the reward and proceeds to give him the cold shoulder.

Enter bounty hunters Kakuzu and… hmm Kisame? Sure, let’s go with Kisame. Sakumo’s also got a bounty on his head (White Fang y'all), though unlike Oro’s, doesn’t matter if dead or alive. Cue epic battle scene where Oro’s hair gets shredded by Kisame. Sakura, who was “scouting ahead” to give the couple time to work out whatever tension there was, returns to witness that sacrilege. Kakuzu and Kisame are defeated by an enraged Oro teaming up with the White Fang and Tsunade’s Apprentice. Again, Sakumo almost dies protecting Oro from a blow he was protecting Sakura from (because he knows Tsunade would be pissed at him if her apprentice was injured while in his presence). Luckily, Sakura can heal Sakumo while Oro scolds him and says he can take care of himself. Cue cheesy flirting from Sakumo and fond(???) exasperation from Oro. Now onto the two KO’d bounty hunters.

Oro wants to kill them both, but Sakura recognizes Kisame as a Mist Swordsman and that Queen Mei Terumi of Kiri would appreciate the return of a living Kisame. Kakuzu… Oro wants to dissect him. Sakumo points out his current lack of a nearby lab and the problems of carrying around a dead body. Oro counters with Sealing Scroll. Okay then. So Kakuzu’s dead and Kisame is being carried like a sack by Sakura as the group continues onwards to Konoha.

Kisame wakes up and is besotted by BAMF Sakura, who convinces him that Mist is better now and that he’d be happily welcomed back. Mei is a trustworthy, for a foreign ally, she assures him. Kisame Joined the Party. Against Oro’s wishes who still wants him dead and gleefully takes petty vengeance since killing him is inadvisable.

Danzo and ROOT confronts the group on the borders of Konoha, accusing them of treason via association with known traitors (Sakumo) and enemy nin (Kisame). Cue flashy fight scene which attracts the attention of patrols nearby. Danzo escapes, but ROOT is discovered as active. Sakura shuts down the attempted arrest of Sakumo and demands to see her shishou and the Hokage.

Oro is reunited with his team (yay), Kisame returns to Kiri and comes back to Konoha as Mist Ambassador (he just wants to see Sakura again), Sakumo is pardoned and offered reward, which he refuses and tries to slink away but Oro stops him.

You dragged me out here, you don’t get to escape and leave me behind to deal with all the idiocy of people.
Aww, Lovely, just admit you’ll miss me.
Against all logic, I will. So stay.

…Well. Okay then. That just happened. Here you go??

The art of seduction, as only Uzumaki Hinata can do.

Warnings: Spoilers ahead! Mature rating for language and adult situations. (Read: shmutty shmut shmut and sexayyytimes youhavebeenwarned)

She had never seen him so angry.

Tension hung heavy in the air as Hinata stared nervously at her husband. That he was ignoring her for the scroll lying in front of him spoke volumes. He was the picture of tranquility as he sat behind his desk, scribbling something on the document, acting every part the Hokage as if he had been trained for the position since birth. Despite the outward appearance of calm, she could feel waves of rage radiating from him, making the small hairs at the back of her nape prickle with apprehension.

Shouting, cursing to himself, punching a hole in the wall, she could have handled. Naruto was openly passionate, and when he was mad he never thought twice about making it clear to the whole world. In nearly three years of marriage, Hinata had seen him exhibit all these signs of anger, but it was always directed at someone else, never at her. At first she thought it must be unhealthy, that they never provoked each other into a blind rage as any other normal couple could, but she rationalized that they were simply two people incapable of holding grudges against their loved ones.

But there was no question that he was furious with her now. She was certain there was a spring winding tightly inside him, waiting to explode. So the fact that he was being so uncharacteristically casual, that he wasn’t showing anger worried her greatly – it almost chilled her to the bone.

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fukurodani and nekoma have bi-weekly practice matches and afterwards the teams (or at least their captains) ((sometimes the setters too- its a double date)) go out for ramen together
((they have a secret handshake))

anonymous asked:

that one episode where Sakura lied to Naruto that she loves him to stop him from chasing sasuke? I was wondering if you could write about sasuke's feelings towards this when he finds out( bonus Sarada finds out about it too)

thanks for requesting, anon :) sorry it took awhile to get around to!

“The Hokage said that you loved him once,” Sarada mentioned from her seat at the table. When she looked to Sakura with eyes as dark as Sasuke’s, Sakura felt her heart in her stomach.

The called upon memory made not only her heart rate increase, but her stomach tumble within her body. Sakura also felt her mind wander to Naruto and ponder on why he would be saying these things to her daughter.

I’ll take that up with him later, Sakura decided while Sarada patiently waited for an answer.

“I have my reasons as to why I told him that, sweetie,” Sakura smiled gently at her daughter. Sarada’s brows furrowed while her head cocked.

“What were your reasons, mama?”

Sakura inhaled deeply, looking for a way around this conversation but she knew that her daughter would find out about Sasuke’s adventure for revenge sooner and later. The idea of her learning later sounded much more appealing than it did of her learning now.

The older Uchiha sighed, her green painted nails tapping the wooden table lightly. “We were on a mission.”

“Was dad with you guys?”

“Not quite,” Sakura admitted and the pained looked on Sarada’s face caused her own heart to sadden.

“Well, where was dad? You guys were on the same team, weren’t you?”

Sakura could tell that her own daughter’s patience was worn thin with how this conversation was going, and before Sakura could answer, she could feel the rough and calloused fingers of Sasuke on her elbow.

“I was on a different mission, assigned to me and not your mother or Naruto.”


Sarada’s rising voice peeked Sasuke’s interest, and when he walked in on the two women that he lived with, he was faced with learning of Sakura’s confession to Naruto. 

The look in Sakura’s eyes when he entered the room betrayed the calm expression on her face. Inside those emerald eyes, he could see a simmering fire, burned out and losing the fight.

He knew his wife had her reasons as to why she did things the way she did, and the ‘confession’ that she had bestowed upon Naruto was none other than a lie. 

He remembered the day that Sakura had presented herself to him. She was alone, her chakra in every which direction, and her body anything but calm and composed, like she was in a distressed situation. 

Sasuke knew from the tone of her voice and the way she trembled from underneath the cloak that she wore, that something was off. She wasn’t herself then, and she certainly wasn’t herself now.

“It’s time for school, Sarada,” Sasuke called calmly. 

He knew his daughter wouldn’t drop the conversation. She was stubborn like her mother, and when she inquired on something interesting, she would want the honest answer.

With a small hug and a quick good bye, Sakura and Sasuke stood by each other in silence.

“I did it so I could save you,” Sakura’s voice was light and gentle. 

Her hand against his arm was even gentler than her voice, and the calm look in her eyes told him that she was being sincere. 

Ever since the night he departed from Konoha, he was well aware of Sakura’s feelings. Even when they encountered each other multiple times while he was on his journey for revenge, he could see it in her lively green eyes that she was in love with him, and only him.

Even the look that she gave him now, showed just how much love she held for him.

“I know, Sakura,” he brushed her arm lightly with the backs of his fingers. He knew just how deeply Sakura’s feelings had and will always be for himself, and when it came to small discoveries like this, it never phased him.

Instead, he enjoyed learning of his team’s experiences and missions of when he was gone. This was just another thing to add to the growing list of discoveries.

“Besides, the dobe knew that you were lying, I’m sure,” he teased lightly and to his surprise, Sakura’s cheeks were well on their way to lighting up with a rosy red, while her pink eyebrows knitted themselves together.

Sakura was flustered.

“So what!” Sakura’s voice was high pitched while her arms flailed in the air. “Just because you know Naruto so well, doesn’t mean you know everything that happened.”

And from those words, Sasuke knew exactly what happened on that day. Instead of standing by and letting his wife try to explain the situation in incomprehensible words, he poked her forehead with his index and middle finger and gave her a smirk.

“I’ll see you when I get home.”

anonymous asked:

Mmh, all of these WIPs sound amazing, but I'm actually most excited for the Den Mother continuation? It was the first fic I read of yours and I'm ridiculously attached to that verse, it's not even real. Will it be going further in the story from the last instalment or is it before the war? Whatever it is I'll probably love it to bits till I can recite it but I'm curious.

I’m honestly so happy to finally get more inspiration in this ‘verse, you have no idea. The story’s set pre-It rises with the fall, pretty much immediately post-There’s beauty in the breakdown. Want a snippet? Have a snippet. I’m in a sharing mood atm. 

“You’re sure this is okay?” Naruto asks, sounding a little doubtful where he’s perched on Izumo’s shoulders. He doesn’t, however, stop rigging the balloons full of lavender paint to the lowest branches of the oak. “Genma’s not going to get angry at us?”

Izumo pauses in his own task of setting the tripwire, considering the question. “Well,” he says after a moment’s thought. “I’m sure he’ll pretend to get mad, but he won’t actually be mad. Last time we did this he had to take a break from lecturing us to go laugh in the bathroom.”

Busily covering up their pit traps with a layer of beautifully subtle genjutsus, Kotetsu snickers. “I remember that,” he says fondly. “Ebisu still turns red every time he so much as catches a glimpse of us. It’s amazing.”

“And besides,” Iruka adds primly. “We’re doing what Genma asked us to, Naruto. We’re expanding your skills as a ninja and making sure you have a wide base of knowledge to draw upon for your future career as a shinobi of Konoha.”

Well, Izumo’s never heard “we’re teaching you how to set traps that will catch a tokujo, and letting you practice on a unsuspecting victim” phrased quite like that, but he supposes it’s good enough. Iruka’s a teacher, after all; he’s got to be able to spin things to sound better.

“What he said,” he agrees easily. “Oops, no, Naruto, you can’t string them like that—they’ve all got to be able to go off at once. Otherwise the target will be able to dodge them. Iruka? Want to take a look? You’re better with this kind of thing than me.”

“Sure.” Iruka rises to his feet, surveys the widespread tar-and-feathers trap he’s laid out, then smiles in satisfaction and trots up to Izumo’s side. “Here we go, Naruto. How about you switch?”

Cheerfully, Naruto slides across their braced shoulders and wriggles into place on Iruka’s back. “’Kay,” he says brightly. “Like this, then?”

Iruka checks the layout of the trap and laughs. “Just like that,” he agrees. “You’re a natural at this, Naruto.”

Izumo leaves them to it with a smile, slipping over to join Kotetsu next to the only uncovered pit. He takes a peek into it, then turns to his boyfriend and arches a brow. “Snakes? Where’d you get those?”

Kotetsu’s grin is three parts mischief and one part malice. “Anko. Apparently Genma helped her out of a sticky situation on her last mission, so once she heard what all this was for she was more than happy to help.”

For a moment, Izumo debates not asking as he studies the writhing, hissing knot at the bottom of the pit. Then, because he really doesn’t want to hear the “you put a fellow shinobi in the hospital do you have any idea what the Hokage is going to do to me” lecture again (it was an accident, honestly. Well, mostly), he sighs, wrinkles his nose, and asks, “Poisonous?”

It’s maybe a little telling that Kotetsu’s expression shades towards disappointed. “No. The only really poisonous ones she knows are her summons, and she couldn’t really lend us those,” he answers, bringing his hands together into another sign. The snake pit shimmers out of sight to be replaced by another puddle.

anonymous asked:

In your opinion, what ninjas career would each of the K12 excel in? Like who would go into ANBU, the Interrogation Unit, etc.? And why? (This is all assuming that they each got the character development they deserved.)

I love this question so much that I’m letting it jump straight to the head of the line, because I’m going to answer self-indulgently according to my Your Most Important Person universe headcanons. Hope this doesn’t bug you Anon.

Edit: Oh, these could be considered spoilers for my fic I guess? I honestly don’t think they have much to do with the plot of YMIP itself, which derives its narrative tension elsewhere.

Naruto became Hokage. His birthday, once a horrible day for him where he was alone and everyone was remembering the fox attack, is now an international day of celebration of the end of the Fourth Ninja War. He spends the holiday with family and friends. He’s an unconventional Hokage because he does very little actual bureaucratic work; that’s left to others who are better at it. Instead, Naruto applies his idiosyncratic problem solving to old issues and uses his charisma and charm (and sometimes fists) to make people work together.

Sakura is head of the Konoha Hospital, which quickly becomes the pioneer of medical research in the ninja world. Ninja and civilian medical students from all over come to Konoha to learn medicine, as well as patients. Sakura relies on Shizune to run the bureaucratic side of the hospital. Tsunade comes by and helps when she’s not on vacation and/or laying low from debt collectors.

Hinata married Kankurou in this universe. She blossoms in Suna, where as Sabaku no Hinata she is free from the oppressive expectations of being “Hinata-sama the Hyuuga heiress”. She balances a full family life with discreet diplomatic actions to ease lingering tensions between Suna and Konoha. She also consults at the hospital where her Byakugan is very useful for diagnosing and treating various conditions.

Kiba is the guy who wonders why everyone else is settling down. He continues to be an active ninja. He becomes a tokubetsu jounin specializing in search and rescue with Akamaru, who remains a vital and energetic dog for many many many years, like Kiba’s mother’s dog did, so why the hell wouldn’t Akamaru, other than to make me, personally, pissed off? Argh. Ahem.

Shino married Karin in this universe. THEY ARE THE FUCKING SCARIEST SENSOR TEAM IMAGINABLE. They both become Leaf jounin. When they are not on missions, they pursue their hobbies of collecting exotic insects and perfumes. Shino also becomes head of his clan eventually. Their children, with Uzumaki chakra reserves for the insects to feed on, are nicknamed the “Million Mini-Tailed Beasts jinchuuriki” because the amount and power of the insects they are able to host are jinchuuriki-level scary.

Ino has some difficulty in her twenties trying to do too much. She’s helping integrate ROOT and analyze ANBU, she has young kids, she’s running the flower shop, she’s running the clan, she’s at the hospital, she’s at T&I–this girl NEVER STOPS. It’s too much for any one person but it’s really hard because she genuinely wants to do all of those things. Eventually her loved ones make her see reason and she pares back greatly, letting her mother and some other kin take over the flower shop and only doing hospital work when called in for issues that need Yamanaka mind jutsu. She works up from tokujo to jounin. There is a shake-up of Konoha’s internal organization when Naruto is Hokage, Torture and Interrogation is closed down (among other old units) and Ino is named head of the new Internal Affairs bureau, which is kind of like the FBI.

Chouji requests early retirement and opens up a shinobi-focused restaurant, in addition to heading up his clan. His kids, however, are more energetic personalities that take after their mother Anko, so this isn’t the end of InoShikaCho.

Shikamaru is Naruto’s right-hand man and chief advisor, spearheading the bureaucratic side of the office and making sure every task is delegated to the right person. Eventually when Naruto retires Shikamaru becomes head of the External Affairs bureau (like the CIA).

Tenten in this universe lost a leg in the Fourth Ninja War but she has it replaced with a prosthetic that soon becomes her signature weapon. She ends up inventing a slew of prosthetic-related jutsus, using her summoning prowess to swap legs on the fly, then expands it to mechanical enhancements of her other limbs and basically eventually Tenten is able to transform into a mecha ok. She becomes fully as famous as Tsunade and a jounin, eventually becoming a jounin sensei as well.

Rock Lee wanted to become a jounin sensei but faced the limitation that most of his students would need to learn ninjutsu and genjutsu but couldn’t do so from him. So instead he regularly teaches taijutsu lessons at the academy and develops a Youth Club, which is open to both shinobi and civilian children. More non-chakra users become inspired to learn taijutsu from his example.

Neji didn’t die and he becomes the leader of the Hyuuga clan. His passion becomes political activism. He is behind the constitutional reformations in Konoha and he is responsible also, under Naruto’s term as Hokage, integrating Konoha with the Land of Fire de jure rather than just de facto (eg spelling out how tax support of Konoha shinobi works and how ordinary people can access needed shinobi services and so on). Naruto strongarms him into becoming a jounin sensei for a while to remind him to be… a little more youthful. (If you hear something, that’s Guy-sensei crying gentle tears of joy.)

Sasuke died due to injuries received in his battle with Naruto. Sorry Sasuke. In my defense, I did it for the plot.

Now if any artists out there want to draw me mecha Tenten I will be forever grateful.