Silk and Steel by DawningAurora
Summary- Glimpses of a love story that could have been. SasuTen AU.
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha and Tenten
Theme set: Epsilon
Title: Silk and Steel
Rating: K+
Warning[s]: Crack Pairing
Notes: Also posted to fanfiction.ne
“Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . . &rdquo
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Motion
He had never managed to look as graceful as she did in motion.
Cool
She loved the coolness of his lips, especially when juxtaposed with his warm breath against her skin.
Young
The first time he had worked up the nerve to kiss her was against the backdrop of a young, star-studded summer night.
Last
“This isn’t going to last” she said, softly.
Wrong
He vowed to prove to her that she couldn’t be more wrong.
Gentle
He literally purred at the way her fingers threaded gently though his hair.
One
Against the tickle of grass beneath him and the warm weight of her head against his chest, he realized she was the only one he would feel this way for.
Thousand
He sneered at the rock nin (who had been dumb enough to challenge her, thinking of her as the weaker of the two) and said, “It’s a thousand years too early for you to beat her.”
King
For all the vaunted patriarchy of the Uchiha, their first born daughter-Harume-was the undisputed King of the metaphorical Uchiha Jungle.
Learn
“Sasu-chan, you have to learn or you’ll never get better” drawled the ten year old bun haired female who brandished her shiny, pointy, non-wooden kunai in his direction.
Blur
His day had gone by in a blur of deflected steel, sweat, sunshine and her sweet smiles.
Wait
“Wait for me” he pleaded (hating the feeling yet feeling helpless against it) as she stood at the gates, preparing to depart for her first solo S-Rank.
Change
It startled him when he realized how quickly she turned from a random acquaintance to friend to lover; she laughed it off with a mock-solemn expression saying “Change is the only constant in life, young shinobi.”
Command
A throat cleared delicately and a voice commanded sweetly, “I asked you to get me fat-free yoghurt, honey.”
Hold
As the light faded from brown eyes he held on to her wrinkle lined hand, searching despairingly in their depths, looking for a shred of the woman who had spent seven decades with him.
Need
“Don’t go tonight” he asked tonelessly; she stayed because she heard the need beneath his emotionless voice.
Vision
Everytime she smiled at him with that smile, he was plagued with visions of black haired, bun wearing little girls jumping into puddles in a pink raincoat.
Attention
Tenten smiled softly to herself as he paused from his conversation, intuiting her presence behind him, and turned towards her with an affectionate smile and an attentive air.
Soul
The first thing he noticed about her was her propensity to look him in the eye, with a clear gaze that saw into his very soul.
Picture
The photograph that graced her bedside table was a picture of Sasuke snoozing lightly on a table littered with books with a small pool of drool beneath his chin.
Fool
It was surprising how often Sasuke had to fight the urge to grin like a dopey fool in the middle of the road in the weeks following his relationship with Tenten.
Mad
“You can’t stay mad at me forever,” he intoned carelessly; her eyes flashed with fury as she said “Watch me.”
Child
Harume was a precocious child, one who learned at a very young age to observe and adapt accordingly; so whenever she caught her parents making goo-goo eyes at each other she would roll her eyes at them and spend the night with her teammates.
Now
“Sasuke-kun” she called sweetly to the man who was now engaged in yet another argument with Naruto, “I’m going to go home now. Follow me there after you’ve grown up.”
Shadow
She stood beside him, silent and unswerving in her loyalty, as he watched his brother fall with implacably icy eyes that froze the scream of memories behind his ebony gaze.
Goodbye
He bent down, looking at the stranger in his wife’s skin, claiming a kiss that tasted of the bitter tang of disease and goodbye.
Hide
She looked around, heart swelling at the sight of all her loved ones at her wedding, as her veil hid the wetness lapping at her lashes.
Fortune
The fortune teller leaned towards him, her scarlet lips brushing erotically against his ear as she breathed “Let’s go somewhere quieter,” in the voice of his lover.
Safe
“I leave myself in your hands Sasuke, the safest place to hide,” Tenten spoke from the depths of his embrace.
Ghost
He loved the way that her nails carved crescents into her palms and her toes snuggled under his thigh whenever she heard ghost stories.
Book
Friday afternoons always found Harume Uchiha in the library, prompt as clockwork, as she tucked into her favorite couch under a window as she read the book on a poetic epic about Konoha History.
Eye
She didn’t dignify the boy’s derogatory comment with a reply, choosing instead to look him in the eye and allow her own to bleed blood-red; needless to say, he never said a word about her or anyone related to her in his life ever again.
Never
One of the most Hard Learnt Lessons in the life of Uchiha Sasuke was to Never! nterrupt his wife when she was monologue-ing about the wonders of a book (any book)or else suffer concussions which wiped out entire chunks of memories and crumpled his favorite frying pans.
Sing
The gentle, lilting melody his wife sang wafted through the kitchen bringing with it the scent of takoyaki and home.
Sudden
Tenten cursed the sudden rains, she cursed the Konoha meteorologist, she cursed the fact that the one day she had neglected to stow an umbrella was the one day it rained!! but most of all, she hated the smirking Uchiha who now held an umbrella over her head.
Stop
Tenten looked up at Sasuke who was now watching over their children from the window as his mouth curved into a dimple-ridden, heart stoppingly tender smile.
Time
Time raced behind his closed lids as though he were watching a movie on fast-forward- The two of them as pre-genin, the chunin exams, kisses from stolen moments, the way she smiled into his neck, the way each of her wrinkles were lovingly engraved on her face from her years as both kunoichi and mother, the alzeheimeric stranger who greeted him with distant affection and finally the wife who had kissed goodbye an hour ago.
Wash
She hated washing her hair and that was the reason why Sasuke was on his knees, elbow deep in shampoo behind his now tub-hogging, relaxed and sleeping girlfriend.
Torn
She turned to him as she intently cleaned her katana, completely oblivious to the inadvertent view she presented through the strategically torn tank top, causing Sasuke to swallow past his suddenly dry throat and flee after mumbling something about getting firewood.
History
History would remember Uchiha Sasuke as the only survivor of a massacre- not what it did to him, not his nightmares, not the silent screams of agony he would wake up with, or soothing arms that held him as he desperately tried to forget.
Power
He had raged for power- the power to destroy any in his way in the exact same way she did; only, she yearned for power to protect what was hers with all the fierce covetousness of their species.
Bother
“Don’t bother, I’ll show myself out” he bit back and stormed out the door in the only display of temper he had ever shown.
God
The wheels of the Sharingan spun ever-faster in the eyes of Uchiha Madara, as he towered over her like the god of heathens, bringing with it a soothing blanket of unconsciousness.
Wall
She woke to the cold that nipped at her exposed skin as the stone wall that held her prisoner did little to osmosisze the warmth of the sun glaring fiercely at its rugged exterior.
Naked
Sasuke reached over to softly stroke salve over the burn marks on the stomach of the semi naked woman who slept trustingly in his arms.
Drive
Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she saw Madara attempt drive a kunai into her chest with enough force to skewer her before her vision was filled with white and indigo, raining small drops of red from the hand that protruded from Sasuke’s back.
Harm
Ignoring the scream of pain in her body, she attempted to find a place to put the heavily injured Sasuke out of harm’s way.
Precious
As the world around them crumpled and shattered, he looked into her eyes and with a rough gasp whispered that she was the most precious thing he has ever held.
Hunger
Inky black eyes swam with unidentifiable emotions as he claimed her mouth with his own with a hunger almost as voracious as her own.
Believe
He was never one to be vocal about his emotions, yet without saying a word, he managed to elicit an unshakable love, trust and belief in him from her.
Aurora’s Note.
With that we come to the end of the SasuTen from the 1sentence challenge community. Hope you enjoyed it.
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha and Tenten
Theme set: Epsilon
Title: Silk and Steel
Rating: K+
Warning[s]: Crack Pairing
Notes: Also posted to fanfiction.ne
“Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . . &rdquo
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Motion
He had never managed to look as graceful as she did in motion.
Cool
She loved the coolness of his lips, especially when juxtaposed with his warm breath against her skin.
Young
The first time he had worked up the nerve to kiss her was against the backdrop of a young, star-studded summer night.
Last
“This isn’t going to last” she said, softly.
Wrong
He vowed to prove to her that she couldn’t be more wrong.
Gentle
He literally purred at the way her fingers threaded gently though his hair.
One
Against the tickle of grass beneath him and the warm weight of her head against his chest, he realized she was the only one he would feel this way for.
Thousand
He sneered at the rock nin (who had been dumb enough to challenge her, thinking of her as the weaker of the two) and said, “It’s a thousand years too early for you to beat her.”
King
For all the vaunted patriarchy of the Uchiha, their first born daughter-Harume-was the undisputed King of the metaphorical Uchiha Jungle.
Learn
“Sasu-chan, you have to learn or you’ll never get better” drawled the ten year old bun haired female who brandished her shiny, pointy, non-wooden kunai in his direction.
Blur
His day had gone by in a blur of deflected steel, sweat, sunshine and her sweet smiles.
Wait
“Wait for me” he pleaded (hating the feeling yet feeling helpless against it) as she stood at the gates, preparing to depart for her first solo S-Rank.
Change
It startled him when he realized how quickly she turned from a random acquaintance to friend to lover; she laughed it off with a mock-solemn expression saying “Change is the only constant in life, young shinobi.”
Command
A throat cleared delicately and a voice commanded sweetly, “I asked you to get me fat-free yoghurt, honey.”
Hold
As the light faded from brown eyes he held on to her wrinkle lined hand, searching despairingly in their depths, looking for a shred of the woman who had spent seven decades with him.
Need
“Don’t go tonight” he asked tonelessly; she stayed because she heard the need beneath his emotionless voice.
Vision
Everytime she smiled at him with that smile, he was plagued with visions of black haired, bun wearing little girls jumping into puddles in a pink raincoat.
Attention
Tenten smiled softly to herself as he paused from his conversation, intuiting her presence behind him, and turned towards her with an affectionate smile and an attentive air.
Soul
The first thing he noticed about her was her propensity to look him in the eye, with a clear gaze that saw into his very soul.
Picture
The photograph that graced her bedside table was a picture of Sasuke snoozing lightly on a table littered with books with a small pool of drool beneath his chin.
Fool
It was surprising how often Sasuke had to fight the urge to grin like a dopey fool in the middle of the road in the weeks following his relationship with Tenten.
Mad
“You can’t stay mad at me forever,” he intoned carelessly; her eyes flashed with fury as she said “Watch me.”
Child
Harume was a precocious child, one who learned at a very young age to observe and adapt accordingly; so whenever she caught her parents making goo-goo eyes at each other she would roll her eyes at them and spend the night with her teammates.
Now
“Sasuke-kun” she called sweetly to the man who was now engaged in yet another argument with Naruto, “I’m going to go home now. Follow me there after you’ve grown up.”
Shadow
She stood beside him, silent and unswerving in her loyalty, as he watched his brother fall with implacably icy eyes that froze the scream of memories behind his ebony gaze.
Goodbye
He bent down, looking at the stranger in his wife’s skin, claiming a kiss that tasted of the bitter tang of disease and goodbye.
Hide
She looked around, heart swelling at the sight of all her loved ones at her wedding, as her veil hid the wetness lapping at her lashes.
Fortune
The fortune teller leaned towards him, her scarlet lips brushing erotically against his ear as she breathed “Let’s go somewhere quieter,” in the voice of his lover.
Safe
“I leave myself in your hands Sasuke, the safest place to hide,” Tenten spoke from the depths of his embrace.
Ghost
He loved the way that her nails carved crescents into her palms and her toes snuggled under his thigh whenever she heard ghost stories.
Book
Friday afternoons always found Harume Uchiha in the library, prompt as clockwork, as she tucked into her favorite couch under a window as she read the book on a poetic epic about Konoha History.
Eye
She didn’t dignify the boy’s derogatory comment with a reply, choosing instead to look him in the eye and allow her own to bleed blood-red; needless to say, he never said a word about her or anyone related to her in his life ever again.
Never
One of the most Hard Learnt Lessons in the life of Uchiha Sasuke was to Never! nterrupt his wife when she was monologue-ing about the wonders of a book (any book)or else suffer concussions which wiped out entire chunks of memories and crumpled his favorite frying pans.
Sing
The gentle, lilting melody his wife sang wafted through the kitchen bringing with it the scent of takoyaki and home.
Sudden
Tenten cursed the sudden rains, she cursed the Konoha meteorologist, she cursed the fact that the one day she had neglected to stow an umbrella was the one day it rained!! but most of all, she hated the smirking Uchiha who now held an umbrella over her head.
Stop
Tenten looked up at Sasuke who was now watching over their children from the window as his mouth curved into a dimple-ridden, heart stoppingly tender smile.
Time
Time raced behind his closed lids as though he were watching a movie on fast-forward- The two of them as pre-genin, the chunin exams, kisses from stolen moments, the way she smiled into his neck, the way each of her wrinkles were lovingly engraved on her face from her years as both kunoichi and mother, the alzeheimeric stranger who greeted him with distant affection and finally the wife who had kissed goodbye an hour ago.
Wash
She hated washing her hair and that was the reason why Sasuke was on his knees, elbow deep in shampoo behind his now tub-hogging, relaxed and sleeping girlfriend.
Torn
She turned to him as she intently cleaned her katana, completely oblivious to the inadvertent view she presented through the strategically torn tank top, causing Sasuke to swallow past his suddenly dry throat and flee after mumbling something about getting firewood.
History
History would remember Uchiha Sasuke as the only survivor of a massacre- not what it did to him, not his nightmares, not the silent screams of agony he would wake up with, or soothing arms that held him as he desperately tried to forget.
Power
He had raged for power- the power to destroy any in his way in the exact same way she did; only, she yearned for power to protect what was hers with all the fierce covetousness of their species.
Bother
“Don’t bother, I’ll show myself out” he bit back and stormed out the door in the only display of temper he had ever shown.
God
The wheels of the Sharingan spun ever-faster in the eyes of Uchiha Madara, as he towered over her like the god of heathens, bringing with it a soothing blanket of unconsciousness.
Wall
She woke to the cold that nipped at her exposed skin as the stone wall that held her prisoner did little to osmosisze the warmth of the sun glaring fiercely at its rugged exterior.
Naked
Sasuke reached over to softly stroke salve over the burn marks on the stomach of the semi naked woman who slept trustingly in his arms.
Drive
Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she saw Madara attempt drive a kunai into her chest with enough force to skewer her before her vision was filled with white and indigo, raining small drops of red from the hand that protruded from Sasuke’s back.
Harm
Ignoring the scream of pain in her body, she attempted to find a place to put the heavily injured Sasuke out of harm’s way.
Precious
As the world around them crumpled and shattered, he looked into her eyes and with a rough gasp whispered that she was the most precious thing he has ever held.
Hunger
Inky black eyes swam with unidentifiable emotions as he claimed her mouth with his own with a hunger almost as voracious as her own.
Believe
He was never one to be vocal about his emotions, yet without saying a word, he managed to elicit an unshakable love, trust and belief in him from her.
Aurora’s Note.
With that we come to the end of the SasuTen from the 1sentence challenge community. Hope you enjoyed it.