Deidara didn’t realize that Sasori was a skilled drawer until the day his partner asked him to pose for a sketch.

“You. Don’t move.”

Okay, fine. He didn’t exactly ask. Sasori never asked for anything. Either he told you what he wanted and you complied, or he made you feel like you were worth about as much as a piece of broken china first ( Read more... )

In retrospect, Deidara thought that a shower curtain would’ve solved all of his problems.

Well…maybe not all of his problems. He’d have to get rid of Tobi to do that. And forget he ever knew Tobi. Because if he got rid of Tobi while he still remembered him, he’d have new problems piled on top of the old ones, so really, it’d be easier to just ( Read more... )

“Naruto. Stop it.”

“What? I’m smiling!”

Sakura lowered the camera, her eyes flat and her mouth turned dramatically downward in a scowl. She understood that Naruto wasn’t used to wearing the Hokage robes yet-only a week had gone by since his initiation ceremony. He’d been fighting to don those robes-and the responsibility that went with ( Read more... )

Kabuto sits before a mirror. It is old, older than he is. It has reflected countless faces wearing countless expressions, sad, hopeful, terrified, blank. He wonders if he’ll see them all in his own face if he looks long enough.

“So many faces…”

Yet none of them, he knows, are quite like his. None of them will ever be quite like his. He ( Read more... )

Though he knew it was silly, and more beneath him than he would ever admit, Neji opened his bedroom door just enough to press one eye to the gap and peer out.

All clear.

He released the breath he’d been holding-he wouldn’t admit to that, either-and winced when he tried open the door the rest of the way and it got stuck. He had to jiggle ( Read more... )

They meet, by fate or by chance, at a crossroads.

He’s gnawing on the joint of his thumb. Arguing with himself in his head. But his back is turned to her so she doesn’t see that. He hasn’t killed anybody today.

Her cheeks are pink, like she’s been drinking, and she’s wearing a white halter top and a tight black skirt.

She approaches ( Read more... )

Deidara is not in the best of moods today.

Rather than just being grumpy for the sake of being grumpy, he has a perfectly justifiable reason for his less than pleasant disposition.

“Deidara-senpai, I think the cake’s cool enough to put the frosting on now, don’t you?”

Screw the damn frosting. Screw the cake. And screw Tobi.

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One day (more like mid-morning, actually), Hidan realized he had the hots for Kakuzu. He was in the shower when he made this discovery, and he never bathed in water less than scalding, so that might have had a lot to do with it, but whatever. Fact was he wanted to sleep with Kakuzu. In the biblical sense. Even though Jashin-sama would retract every ( Read more... )

“Naruto…did you boil those eggs first?”

Judging from the guilty look he shot her, complete with a healthy blush that spread to the roots of his hair, her teammate had been so eager to dye the eggs that cooking them didn’t even cross his mind.

Figures.

“Oh, Naruto.” Shaking her head, Sakura grinned and walked the rest of the way into ( Read more... )

Because KanoTema is my Sandcest OTP, and there isn't enough of it. (I'm working on the DeiTobi shower scene, I swear. XD I just had to finish this sucker first.)

Rating: PG-13ish

Summary: Temari knows why this happens between her and her brother.

Temari sort of knows why this happens between her and her brother.

Actually…that’s not entirely true.

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