N A R U S A K U ;; crooked noses and blue eyes
i ignored my actual fics to write this instead.
Sakura knocked on the door lightly, mostly because she wasn’t really sure she wanted anybody to answer. A red eyed boy swung open the door anyway. He didn’t necessarily care about Sakura’s qualms but when he saw her making herself small on his stoop, he turned and yelled into the depths of the house.
“Mom!” he called. “It’s for you!”
When he was done hollering, he addressed Sakura. “You can come in if you want.”
Sakura found the grace to smile and thanked him before crossing the threshold. The boy smiled back, a smile that dimpled his cheeks, and with a pang of something that wasn’t quite sadness Sakura realized he had Asuma’s crooked nose.
S A I S A K U ;; exposition
fancy word meme: gymnophoria. the sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Had Sai known how the drawing would plague him, he never would have created it in the first place.
N A R U S A K U ;; no idea
fancy word meme: mamihlapinatapei. the look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move.
Naruto’s gaze is heavy and hard when Sakura lifts her eyes to meet it.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
S A I S A K U ;; vocabulary
fancy word meme: petrichor. the smell after it rains.
“I don’t know what to call it,” Sakura says, dipping into a long stretch as they begin their cool down.
Sai is puzzled. “Call what?”
“The smell,” she clarifies.
She daintily touches her toes and nonchalantly, Sai gives himself a sniff.
S A I S A K U ;; hush-hush
“You absolutely cannot tell Naruto,” Sakura whispered against his lips.
Sai’s brow furrowed; he hadn’t even considered it, but now the question begged an answer. “Why?”
I T A I N O ;; without saying
for asamino! this was my first time writing itachi. it was a very strange experience.
“Are you okay?”
Itachi didn’t respond, so Ino slipped quietly into bed beside him and laid her head on his shoulder. He hadn’t taken off his vest yet, and when she fluttered her arm over his waist and pressed her face into his neck, the iron scent of blood lingered on his skin. It went without saying that something dreadful had occurred in the three weeks since she last saw him, and Ino hated his sorrow. She closed her eyes against the sting of borrowed pain.
S A S U K A R I N ;; time
like all good sk should be, i dedicate this drabble to enton.
When Uchiha Sasuke first sees Karin, he returns her glasses and utters a soft goodbye. It seems like the right thing to say because he’s very certain they will never meet again. He goes back to his team and finishes the forest trial worse for the wear, and in the rage of events that follow he doesn’t find the time to think about pretty girls or their red hair.
M I N A K U S H I ;; braid
just something that didnt quite fit in my multi-chap minakushi.
The first time Minato goes on a mission with Kushina, they’re fourteen years old and he’s completely appalled. He’s seen people do a lot of strange things on over nighters, from all ranges of superstitious behavior and tics to disappearing into the woods for some alone time while they were supposed to be on watch. He’s never seen this though, and he stares.
“What are you looking at, Namikaze? It’s just hair, y’know!”
N A R U I N O ;; i missed you
i dont know why i wrote this.
where did it come from, where did it go.
Naruto blushed every time she hugged him. It was nothing to Ino and she didn’t know it, but before her he could count each and every one of his life’s intimate touches on one hand. Not anymore, though. Ino would wrap him up in an embrace every chance she got and Naruto relished each and every one. She was so soft and she smelled like daisies and sometimes, when he least expected it, she would press her lips to his cheek just short of his mouth. Those hugs were the best and always left him bright red, causing Ino to giggle and twinge pink herself as she noticed.
This hug was a little different.
K A K A S A K U ;; sweet history
this drabble is old.
old as balls.
“Well, you see, I walked into a spider web on my way out of the door this morning and I couldn’t find the spider so I had to go back inside to shower again.”
“For three hours, Kakashi-sensei?”
Sakura narrowed her eyes. “Liar.”