The Last Battle of Tenten NoharaThe Last Battle of Tenten NoharaThe Last Battle of Tenten Nohara3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(WARNING... Contains spoilers For Naruto Chapter 614)
"So Naruto..." sneered Obito. "I thought you said you weren't going to let even a single one of your friends die?"
The Uchiha let his gaze drift away from the obnoxious Jinchuriki cradling the dead Hyuga boy, and took a moment to survey the battlefield. Riding atop the Ten tails, Obito could have been a god surveying the four corners of the earth.
Not that he took any gloating pride in that. Not that any of that mattered. Nothing mattered. There was only one reason that he was still alive, one reason that he forced his broken twisted body up every morning. There was only one reason for all the death and terror and horror and war.
It was all for her.
Rin Nohara. Her smile haunted him still. Obito would be the first to admit that the dark powers that kept his body moving put him in the category of 'no longer being human.' He accepted that the horrors that had happened to him had dashed his mind
Konoha Children's crusade Chapter OneKonoha Children's CrusadeKonoha Children's crusade Chapter One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: A brand new day.
It was going to be a bright sunny day. The sun had just crept above the mountaintops and was beginning to burn off the morning mist. The light gleamed down through the forest like warm butter. It warmed the wings of a hawk circling through the sky. It lit up the six faces carved into the mountainside above the sleepy village. It shone down on the Hokage's residence, where it found a slightly parted curtain. Quickly, it stabbed inside and landed on the Hokage's face.
Naruto snorted and twitched, but the sun showed no mercy. He tried to brush it away with his hand but to no avail. He smacked his lips and slowly sat up in bed. He scratched his head and yawned. He looked around his bedroom. He looked down at his wife, and smiled.
"She will always be beautiful to me." He thought to himself as he reached over and brushed a lock of raven black hair off her face. His fingers traced her hairline A few silver strands were showing at her tem
Konoha Children's Crusade: PrologueKonoha Children's CrusadeKonoha Children's Crusade: Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Takumi took a deep breath and checked behind him for the hundredth time to make sure that he hadn't been followed. The darkened corridors of the Daimyo's palace were even spookier than usual this evening. It wasn't helping that he hadn't been able to sleep on the trek back from the Hidden Sand Village. His nerves were completely shot. Dark shapes seemed to be scuttling about within the shadows. His stomach was roiling and his forehead was coated with a fine sheen of cold sweat. He was regretting that sake he had drunk in the hopes it would calm his nerves.
He clutched the dark cloak he was wearing to disguise himself a little tighter. He was expecting to have to explain his way past the Daimyo's guards, but he hadn't seen any in the palace. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen anyone since the two guards at the main gate just casually waved him inside. No challenge or anything. At first he had just assumed that they had been forewarned of h
NejiTen Request Drabble: Kiss and Make UpTitle: Kiss and Make UpNejiTen Request Drabble: Kiss and Make Up3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Summary: First kisses are usually thought of as romantic, but that doesn't mean they always have to be. Takes place when Neji and Tenten are both six and at the Academy.
“Now isn’t there something you want to say?” Iruka prompted, gently nudging Tenten forward.
The six year old folded her arms and shot a glare at the small boy only a few feet away from her. Neji was glaring back, his white eyes now further emphasized by a large black mark directly under his right one. Tenten didn’t even bother hiding a smug grin at her handy work.
“No.” Tenten said promptly, stomping her foot slightly as Iruka sighed deeply. The other teacher, a new woman she didn’t know well, mirrored Iruka’s body language as she stood by Neji.
“Come on, Tenten, you don’t want to hurt your classmates, do you? I know you’re mad…” the woman started only for Tenten to narrow her eye’s further and point
The Panda Princess - NejiTen Day*~The Panda Princess~*The Panda Princess - NejiTen Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lady Tsunade stared at them with bloodshot amber eyes, seeming absolutely exhausted even though it was barely ten in the morning. "I know that one of you is a jounin and the other two are chuunin, but..." She hesitated, fiddling with the files in front of her, making sure all edges aligned perfectly with each other as well as the sides of the desk before she looked up again. "I'm giving you a D-rank mission today."
Tenten fought back an impulse to twitch. D-rank? She searched her memory, flipping through her team's last few missions in an attempt to remember if any of them had done anything unforgivably horrible. Lee, of course, had been Lee: wildly loud and enthusiastic and himself; Gai, as always, an older version of Lee (or perhaps Lee was, instead, a younger version of Gai?); Neji his unflappable self: strong, silent, with that one vein in his forehead occasionally protruding from suppressed irritation
Konoha Children's crusade Chapter 2 part 2 *******Konoha Children's crusade Chapter 2 part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I've got to hand it to Naruto," thought Shikamaru. "He's come a long way. Seven years ago when he first became Hokage, he would have thrown these guys out a window. He's showing remarkable restraint."
" So you see Hokage-sama The Daimyo of the land of fire is most concerned about the drop in revenue from the Hidden Leaf village. Each year shows lower gains and thus a lower return on the percentage paid to the Daimyo." The old man delicately coughed into a lace handkerchief.
Naruto sighed and rubbed his temples. "Look, I don't know how we can just keep dancing around and around the same subject. We are at peace for the first time in decades. The five great nations and almost all of the smaller ones are at peace with one another. We have all negotiated our treaties so that we each have more than enough to support ourselves." Naruto gestured out the window. "Yes, the income of the village is slowly dropping year by year. What about ot
BreakingPairing: NejiTenBreaking4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rating: T (to be safe)
Sun streaked through the open window. It hit the foot of the bed just enough to warm it, but not enough to actually wake the occupants. Despite the early hour, though, one of them was already laying with eyes open.
"Hmmm." Tenten sighed. She snuggled down into the blankets wanting to fall back asleep but finding it impossible.
The arms wrapped around her midsection tightened with the slight movements she had made. Neji's thumb began running smooth circles against her skin as he also began to wake. It was something he always did when the two shinobi lay in a bed together. Tenten knew it was an unconscious habit, but she liked to think he did it to her on purpose.
These types of missions were her favorites. It gave her one-on-one time with Neji that could rarely be found on other more dangerous jobs or even back home in Konoha. Plus the cover of being husband and wife came with the perk of sharing a bed.
She'd never admit it out loud t
HeavenPrologueHeaven3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A name was all he had left. All that remained of a once great family. It was his duty to restore that name; to ensure, through his actions, that it would once again be whispered in reverent fear.
All that shining glory had become merely a tarnished reputation trampled into blood-soaked mud. Power had proved to be a malicious mistress for the mighty Uchiha clan; at the height, when the clouds shrouding heaven were just in view, she had cut the ties of fortune and favored the bold no more. Instead she gifted her worshippers with ignominious death; now they were nothing more than corpses rotting beneath hard-packed soil but today their ghosts had risen to unleash their fury at innocent lives stolen away just as they were reaching the height of their potential.
Once upon a time there had been no one but him; a boy a mere child easily dismissed by those in power but, as he fought with all the skill and power he could muster under the lowering sky, Sas
All women are:All women are:All women are:5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Women are really annoying. No matter their personality, one way or another they ARE annoying. But still it is almost impossible for a man to live without this "irritation" in his lifetime. Even if men say you're annoying, you can be absolutely sure that he loves to be irritated by you.
Women are all equal. All women are problematic. It just changes the level of problems that each one has. You just can't distinguish if they're B.F.F. or archrivals. One way or another, a woman always causes problems, not just for one special man, but to ALL men around her. What ends up being very problematic. Men are also problematic, but not remotely as women. But though ... Human life would eventually become monotonous without a problematic problem.
No matter how women have sex, kiss or do anything else in order to "dirty" the
HealingHealingHealing3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tenten stood on the other side of the window partition, one hand pressed up against the cool glass. Her other hand was a tangled mess of splints and bandages. The sharp throbbing of her broken fingers almost obscured the burning itch of the sutures across her back. The burning itch of the stitches almost distracted her from the rhythmic pulse of the clock out in the hallway. The ticking of the clock was almost loud enough to cover up the muffled noise of the respirator in the ICU. The regular, soothing hiss of the respirator, every five seconds, would never be enough to take her mind off the fact that somewhere, inside that snaking mess of IV lines, monitoring cables, catheters, and bandages, her son struggled for his life.
She stood there and stared. Tenten wasn't quite sure when it happened, but sometime in the past three hours, paranoia had set in. She was convinced that if she looked away, that if she blinked, the machines would fail, her son's last breath would