Christmas Set One
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squeaklingsNaruto fics written as Christmas gifts.
For: Redbrunja
Prompt: Sakura as Hokage, Sak/Kak
Wordcount: 309
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: G
Warnings: Alternate future based off newest chapters.
The pomp and circumstance, while expected, was no less grating. Even with Tsunade’s political prowess, she still wasn’t sure how her predecessor had put up with everything for so long, but she knew it was really just another thing to live up to and exceed. She had a lot of expectations for herself, after all.
“Hokage-sama.” The voice would have surprised her only a few years before, but she’d become accustomed to his presence. He no longer took her off guard.
“Not you, too,” she said, and turned to face him. Even now, after so many years of knowing him, he still hid behind that mask. Although it did amuse her to hear the young Academy students wonder among themselves if the black fabric was grafted onto his face. “I expect my friends to still remember my name.”
He nodded in acknowledgement, his eyes turned up slightly in that way that hinted at a smile. “Sakura-sama.”
The way he said it gave her shivers, as though she were still a young woman with her first lover. Years had passed since that was true, and he was far from her first, but the feeling was pleasant in a nostalgic way.
“Kakashi,” she nodded back as she said his name, and he smiled more behind the mask. She turned back to look out over the village and felt him come to stand behind her, just out of her peripheral vision. “We’ve come a long way, huh.”
“A fair bit.”
She smiled and crossed her arms under her breasts; the same stance Tsunade had always used. “I’m gonna make sure we never go back. Any of us.”
He bowed his head and remained a while before slowly backing away, and left Sakura to look out over the repairs to the half-destroyed village, her smile disappearing.
No, they would definitely never go back.
For: Fichan
Prompt: Hanabi and Hinata, healing
Wordcount: 435
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: G
Warnings None.
“You know I always hated you.”
Hinata paused only a second, the papers she’d been rifling through a few moments ago stilling in her hands. Hanabi sat across from her, her back rigid and eyes narrowed. “I know.”
Hanabi’s hands fisted against her knees. “You’ll just accept that? You could never hide your feelings about anything else but you’ll just calmly accept the fact you were hated and do nothing?” She leaned in close, her face inches from her sister’s. “That’s what I’ve always hated about you! Aren’t you stronger than that?”
Hinata didn’t flinch, but the smile that lifted the corners of her lips was sad. “I don’t think it’s weak to accept the truth. And there was nothing I could do to change your mind, either.” Her eyes softened. “Although I am curious why you keep using the past tense.” She’d meant the words to ease her younger sister, but the girl stiffened slightly, the gesture almost imperceptible.
After a moment Hanabi leaned back, not quite able to meet her sister’s eyes. “The Elders always said you were useless, and Father never corrected them, so there was no reason for me to believe otherwise. I didn’t see you much, and when I did it was really obvious the difference in our levels. Even when you stood up to Neji-niisan and lost it was just more proof about how weak you were.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “But then that Uzumaki boy said the same things you did, and he won.” Hanabi gripped her pants tightly. “I didn’t know what to think about that.”
“Naruto-kun does that,” Hinata said softly, glancing away in thought. The exams had been years ago, and she hadn’t seen that particular battle, but the memories were still strong despite everything that had happened since then.
“The Elders still said you were useless at the same time they cursed Neji,” Hanabi continued. “But Father accepted niisan, and he grew kind towards you, and I realized I was wrong.” She hesitated, and Hinata almost reached out to touch her sister, worried. “So… I’m sorry, neesan.”
Hinata smiled softly. “It’s alright, Hanabi. There’s nothing to apologise for.”
“But--!”
“I already forgave you years ago,” Hinata cut the younger girl off, although her voice was gentle. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against the people I love.”
Hanabi stared at her sister for a while, even after the older girl picked up her papers and started reading through them, her cheeks pink.
“…Neesan?”
Hinata glanced up at her sister’s hesitant voice. “Yes?”
Hanabi smiled back, small and a little unsure. “Thank you.”
For: Redbrunja
Prompt: Sakura as Hokage, Sak/Kak
Wordcount: 309
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: G
Warnings: Alternate future based off newest chapters.
The pomp and circumstance, while expected, was no less grating. Even with Tsunade’s political prowess, she still wasn’t sure how her predecessor had put up with everything for so long, but she knew it was really just another thing to live up to and exceed. She had a lot of expectations for herself, after all.
“Hokage-sama.” The voice would have surprised her only a few years before, but she’d become accustomed to his presence. He no longer took her off guard.
“Not you, too,” she said, and turned to face him. Even now, after so many years of knowing him, he still hid behind that mask. Although it did amuse her to hear the young Academy students wonder among themselves if the black fabric was grafted onto his face. “I expect my friends to still remember my name.”
He nodded in acknowledgement, his eyes turned up slightly in that way that hinted at a smile. “Sakura-sama.”
The way he said it gave her shivers, as though she were still a young woman with her first lover. Years had passed since that was true, and he was far from her first, but the feeling was pleasant in a nostalgic way.
“Kakashi,” she nodded back as she said his name, and he smiled more behind the mask. She turned back to look out over the village and felt him come to stand behind her, just out of her peripheral vision. “We’ve come a long way, huh.”
“A fair bit.”
She smiled and crossed her arms under her breasts; the same stance Tsunade had always used. “I’m gonna make sure we never go back. Any of us.”
He bowed his head and remained a while before slowly backing away, and left Sakura to look out over the repairs to the half-destroyed village, her smile disappearing.
No, they would definitely never go back.
For: Fichan
Prompt: Hanabi and Hinata, healing
Wordcount: 435
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: G
Warnings None.
“You know I always hated you.”
Hinata paused only a second, the papers she’d been rifling through a few moments ago stilling in her hands. Hanabi sat across from her, her back rigid and eyes narrowed. “I know.”
Hanabi’s hands fisted against her knees. “You’ll just accept that? You could never hide your feelings about anything else but you’ll just calmly accept the fact you were hated and do nothing?” She leaned in close, her face inches from her sister’s. “That’s what I’ve always hated about you! Aren’t you stronger than that?”
Hinata didn’t flinch, but the smile that lifted the corners of her lips was sad. “I don’t think it’s weak to accept the truth. And there was nothing I could do to change your mind, either.” Her eyes softened. “Although I am curious why you keep using the past tense.” She’d meant the words to ease her younger sister, but the girl stiffened slightly, the gesture almost imperceptible.
After a moment Hanabi leaned back, not quite able to meet her sister’s eyes. “The Elders always said you were useless, and Father never corrected them, so there was no reason for me to believe otherwise. I didn’t see you much, and when I did it was really obvious the difference in our levels. Even when you stood up to Neji-niisan and lost it was just more proof about how weak you were.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “But then that Uzumaki boy said the same things you did, and he won.” Hanabi gripped her pants tightly. “I didn’t know what to think about that.”
“Naruto-kun does that,” Hinata said softly, glancing away in thought. The exams had been years ago, and she hadn’t seen that particular battle, but the memories were still strong despite everything that had happened since then.
“The Elders still said you were useless at the same time they cursed Neji,” Hanabi continued. “But Father accepted niisan, and he grew kind towards you, and I realized I was wrong.” She hesitated, and Hinata almost reached out to touch her sister, worried. “So… I’m sorry, neesan.”
Hinata smiled softly. “It’s alright, Hanabi. There’s nothing to apologise for.”
“But--!”
“I already forgave you years ago,” Hinata cut the younger girl off, although her voice was gentle. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against the people I love.”
Hanabi stared at her sister for a while, even after the older girl picked up her papers and started reading through them, her cheeks pink.
“…Neesan?”
Hinata glanced up at her sister’s hesitant voice. “Yes?”
Hanabi smiled back, small and a little unsure. “Thank you.”
