Naruto - Alpha DogWhen Shino got his position as the Rokudaime's bodyguard, he never thought he'd spend so much time flying bugs into people's eyes so they'd stop staring at her breasts...
...It wouldn't have been so bad if Tenten had simply stayed with her modest training attire after being re-assigned as well. But the kunoichi insisted that the development sector of the Village's Defense Department -- who better for the position than someone who built their career on mastering weapons and possessed an extensive background in the smithing arts? -- was far too humid and stifling to continue wearing them for more than ten minutes at a time. And the soot smudges that littered across her cheek, shoulders, and collar didn't help to keep the eyes from straying.
Kakashi had just been the first of a long string of incidences, and only after the third time the bug master had caught the shinobi's roving glance trailing a little too low along Tenten's neckline. As the Sixth Hokage, he could find it within himself
Naruto+APH - Strength of WillDespite all of the damage they had suffered and all the dangers that were involved with the last mission, she was still rather amazed that, of all things, the glasses managed to survive as well. Although, truth be told, they were in far better condition than all of them combined. How that was possible, Tenten wasn't exactly sure, but she assumed it had something to do with combating against his own powers. After all, given his superhuman strength, it was a safe bet to say that he would go through a dozen pairs in a day if they weren't reinforced against high pressure; expensive pairs that no one could really afford to replace day in and day out, let alone college students. And Alfred was blind as a bat without them. He'd be no good to the team that way.
Not that he was good to anyone in this state either, the young woman was quick to point out, glancing at the still body of a man in the hospital bed beside her. But that was hardly his fault.
They were only supposed to scout and secure
Naruto - BirdsongAt four in the morning, the crow song would wake him...
...And for just the briefest of moments, Sasuke was seven again. And the last ten years of his life never happened. His brother was his brother, still the pride of his father's legacy and the metaphoric bar that the young shinobi must surpass in order to gain the same sort of love he had always craved. His family was still a constant cushion of support, the streets of the clan compound teeming with the hustle and bustle of daily living. And Sasuke was happy.
But then the moment would pass and all the memories would come flooding back to crowd his thoughts and tease his anger. And Sasuke has to still his crackling hand (when did he have the time to form the Chidori?) before he ended that birdsong forever.
How dare it make him remember? How dare it make him regret?
...And with it, Itachi would mark down one more day towards his inevitable defeat. Because he knows his brother well; counts on it to see his plan realized, th
Naruto - The Flow of LifeFirst among all truths a person learned in life is the fact that life was unpredictable. The paths that one walks during the course of their existence are never clear or certain. And for a shinobi, they were just as much hidden from the world as every other aspect of their profession. It was a shinobi's duty to exist in the shadows. Their duty to live a life of secrecy and danger. Friends became enemies. Enemies became allies. And some times, what they once believed in becomes nothing more than an elaborate deception.
And through it all, they worked, bled, and lived knowing one truth. There was only one certainty in life: that it would eventually end.
The likeihood of dying in battle was great. Indeed, it was expected once the choice was made to place their loyalties to the village. And then all the knowledge that they possessed -- the jutsus they developed and the secrets that they kept -- would be lost to the world forever. But there was no guarantee of how long that service would be
Naruto - Golden TicketAll her life, Tenten had always remained in the background. It was what she was good at, where she seemed to excel at doing for the majority of her younger days. Excellence garnered praise and recognition, failure with encouragement and sympathy. But being mediocre was just that: average and hardly a cause to draw any sort of attention. Which was, in a sense, ideal. After all, if there was one thing that all adolescents had in common, mutant or otherwise, it was the want and desire to blend in. To be normal and assimilated into society. And after discovering her mutant powers, staying out of the limelight and prying eyes was what she became most comfortable with.
Standing in the middle of the dining hall, Tenten had never felt so exposed.
All eyes seemed to be fixed on her as she stepped forward into the room, breathing in deeply to calm her anxiety. Morning classes had cone by quick enough and without trouble. Formal introductions had only been given in the first two of five classes,
Naruto - From Day OneSometimes, the challenges presented to you in life are nothing short of daunting, even for the most determined individual. No matter how much a person tries prepare -- no matter how much time there is for them to adjust -- sometimes it can never be enough. And Tenten was perfectly content with that realization. In a world where she never felt normal or prepared for what life had in store for her, no matter how many precautions she took, the young girl was more than accustomed to the feeling. This would be no different. After all, Asuma had already explained to her beforehand what to expect, and even managed to fumble out a photograph or two from when he used to attend as a young boy, himself. There was no much else that could be done. Still, it didn't make the transaction any easier for her, or the great expanse of the mansion-made-school any less intimidating.
It was everything she would have expected from any normal private institution, and looked similar to a number of her mother's