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mjmaxs  asked:

Can I get a scenario where iwa's smoll and quiet 5 year old cousin comes to the spring high playoffs to watch, dispite the fact that it was her birthday. And so after they lose, iwa takes her with along with the other third years to go get ramen?

// lmao the ramen part reminds me of naruto, i miss writing for iwa. it’s def been a while

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Silence. It made her skin crawl. The abrupt sound of deafening cheers roared across the gymnasium making her body jolt. Her small hands gripped the railing as she stared intently at the back of Iwaizumi’s head. She knew how much he was hurting, how much it was tearing him apart.

His body shook with an intensity that made her chest feel heavy with guilt; the hankering of celebration right around the corner seemed to dismiss itself from her. She jumped off the ledge and made her way toward the entrance and sat at a nearby bench. Her legs dangled as she zoned out on the tiled floor, remembering how how his fists clenched and how his masculine body quivered.

It seemed to be engraved into her memory now, her hand clutched over her heart as she exhaled.

“[name]-chan, happy birthday!!” A familiar voice resonated. She turned her head to face her older cousin’s slightly flamboyant best friend, Oikawa Tooru.

“Tooru-chan!!” She exclaimed, holding her arms out.

His chestnut hair bounced as he waved to her and a small smile etched across her lips as he lifted her small form into his arms, spinning her around. Giggles bubbled from her throat as she hugged him. Though he seemed to lift her mood, she couldn’t understand why he’d been so happy.

“You’re an idiot.” Iwaizumi grumbled, placing a hand on her head and ruffling her hair. “Happy Birthday.” Although his tone was a bit gruff, his expression on his face told her that he was happy to see her. She stretched her arm out to conjoin her favorite cousin into her hug, her iron grip never failed to impress.

“Thanks.” She grinned, holding onto them tightly.

“Good to see ya again, kid.” He pinched her cheeks and she whined, trying to pull away from him and buried her face into neck.

“[name]-chan likes me best, Iwa-chan.” Tooru teased, sticking his tongue out like a child.

“Shut up! I’m her favorite cousin, isn’t that right [name]-chan?”She giggled at she peeked at the both of them bantering at each other. Her lips forming into an ‘o’ as she waved to the approaching towering third-years.

“Hana-kun! Matsu-kun!” She practically jumped right out of Oikawa’s and into the outstretched arms of Hanamaki and Matsukawa.

“Long time no see, kiddo.” Hanamaki mused, poking her side and she squealed.

“Isn’t today your birthday, [name]-chan?” Matsukawa asked. She nodded excitedly. “Oh that’s right,” Hanamaki added, bouncing his fist to his palm, feigning acknowledge meant to her birthday. “You turn 5 today!”

You nodded excitedly and they chuckled only stopping when they saw Oikawa and Iwaizumi approach, but their lazy smirks remained.

“Alright, [name]-chan, let’s go get that special ramen that you love.” Iwaizumi announced, holding out his hand. She couldn’t help but jump for joy as she took his hand and let him lead the way to a fun night out.

- - -

“Would you stop holding her hand! People will start to think things!” Iwaizumi growled as they made their way into the restaurant. Matsukawa and Hanamaki snickered as they held the double doors open.

“Oh c’mon, Iwa-chan, you know you’re just my type.” Oikawa teased, sending a wink to his best friend. He made a low grumbling noise as he looked ahead and searching for seats, but Hanamaki beat him to it and they all settled down in a booth by the window. She was nestled in right in between Oikawa and Iwaizumi and soon enough they placed their orders and the waiter shortly returned with drinks. [Name]’s hands planted under her chin, sipping her lemonade as she examined all the players weary faces with ample eyes.

“It’s okay to be sad.” She voice softly. All eyes on her, bewildered as she played with the straw in her glass and then back to all of them. “We all feel sad after losing, but that only means we can get better, right?”

Iwaizumi choked on his water and slowly set the cup down on the table as he wrapped an arm around his little cousin. Maybe she understood more than he had thought. “You’re right, [Name]. There’s always room for improvement and we’d do anything to keep that cute smile on your face.” He replied gently. Now the third years were really in awe. Nobody had ever seen the softer side of Iwaizumi Hajime.

Oikawa cleared his throat. “R-right,” He began, a grin now on his face, feeling himself brim with confidence. “Even if our high school years are over we have our college years to look forward to.”

Everyone hummed and nodded in acknowledgement to his words. A large hand on her head made her bob forward a bit as she flickered her eyes to her older cousin. “So don’t you worry about us.”

A rare, genuine smile graced his lips and his eyes sparkled in the way she had admired the most.

“Here are your orders!~”

Plates and bowls were passed out and they blessed their food before digging right in. Hours passed as they ate and chatted about future plans, childhood memories, and joked endlessly. “Happy Birthday” was sung in low baritones and gifts were passed and opened. It finally came time to leave though the restaurant was more packed then ever. Each of her hands were tugged along by the setter and ace but they came to a stop as the crowd didn’t seem to disperse.

“It sure is packed.” Hanamaki commented.

“Out of all times…” Matsukawa added with a sigh. [Name]’s eyes drooped and her body swayed to lean up against Iwaizumi. Oikawa crouched to her level, brush a loose strand of hair from her face and pinched her soft cheek.

“Don’t fall asleep on us just yet, [Name]-chan.” He whispered, a sweet smile on his face as Iwaizumi watched the both of them with kind, observant eyes. Unbeknownst to them, the three of them were turning some heads.

Iwaizumi encircled her arms around his waist as he lifted her and her head came to rest on his broad shoulder. The crowd dwindled and they were finally able to make their way to the entrance doors, though another thing seemed to stop them.

“Have a good night.” One of the servers bowed. They all bowed in acknowledgement and thanked them, but the harsh whispering of another server caught their attention. “You didn’t ask them?!”

“No, leave them be!” The other protested. This seemed to raise the eyebrows of the four third-years. The other waitress ignored them and smiled kindly, hands clasped in front of her as she spoke.

“The whole staff had been complimenting on what a beautiful family you three were.” She finally said. Hanamaki and Matsukawa bit their lips in an attempt to muffle their mirths of joy as Oikawa and Iwaizumi exchanged looks before looking at the waitress. “We also would love to give you guys a meal on the house the next time you guys come in to visit.”

“We’re not a cou–” Iwaizumi began but Oikawa covered his mouth before he finished. A wide grin on his face   he muffled his best friend’s words.

“We look forward to it!” He cheered. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he glanced over at Iwaizumi. “Isn’t that right Hajime.”

Iwaizumi’s eyes broadened as he felt warmth rush to his face and immediately turned away making way for the doors and the other two third years followed trying their best not to cave in front of the servers.

“Have a good night!” Oikawa waved on his way out. Hanamaki’s and Matsukawa’s laughter could be heard from miles away as they echoed into the night, wandering eyes on the wild pair as Iwaizumi scolded them for being so boisterous.

“Oh, c’mon, Iwa-chan. Married life with me can’t be that bad.” He teased. The ace gave him a glare so icy it sent the setter shivering.

“You’re lucky I have [Name] in my arms or you’d be an ass kick away from unconsciousness.” He threatened as he settled name between Matsukawa and Hanamaki. She couldn’t help but smile as she heard their voices quietly bantering like an old couple, soon sounding far away as they drove into night.

A Father’s Approval

A/N: I had one scene from Clannad in my head for this but it didn’t come out that way at all lmao. [ x ]
Pairing: NaruHina

Naruto checked himself out in the mirror of his bedroom for the hundredth time that evening. He combed his hair right, then left and every which way only to leave it back to how it usually is. It wasn’t every day you met the father of the girl you were dating and he had to look perfect. First impressions are key after all; he can’t fuck this up.

His legs felt like lead as he made his way to the Hyuuga compound, heart beating a million beats a minute. He didn’t even notice as villagers greeted him, his mind too busy with worries about the meeting. What if Hiashi didn’t like him? What if he disapproved of his relationship with Hinata? Would he have to stop seeing her if that were the case?

Naruto was absolutely terrified. He loved Hinata and he made a promise to himself that he’d never let her go. Never let her out of his sight. He never wanted someone’s approval so bad.

All his worries left him, however, when he saw a glimpse of Hinata down the road. A boy about the age of nine handed her a flower and she smiled gently accepting the gift. It was a dandelion but she put it in her hair thanking the boy and his heart fluttered. Just seeing her was able to calm him and he thought to himself that everything would be fine as long as she was there.

She must have noticed that someone was staring at her because she looked up and faced in his direction immediately, a light blush gracing her cheeks and she smiled just a bit wider when she noticed it was him.

He lifted his hand as if to wave and she did as well. His heart clenched. 

Yes, everything was going to be okay.

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