Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 15/? (2016-11-09)

(1 – anonymous – Shikako/Itachi, Death and the Maiden?… I don’t know this movie/play if that’s what you’re asking for, so here’s a more literal interpretation)

Itachi Uchiha is a dead man walking, the countdown on his life swift and guaranteed: the only question is whether it will be his eyes, his lungs, or his brother that kills him.

As it turns out–it’s none of the above.

“Your time is up,” says the Shinigami, reaching a hand toward him, and the last thing that Itachi thinks is that it looks remarkably like his brother’s teammate.

(2 – anonymous – Shikako/Gaara, soulmate!AU?, red string of fate)

It’s a good thing soulmates are the only one who can see their shared string, Shikako thinks, staring blankly at the ethereal red thread tied around her pinky.

Otherwise, it’d be such a point of weakness for any shinobi.

“Soulmate,” says Gaara, voice raspy but still perfectly audible–of course, she sighs internally, ignoring the gasps around her, it only works if the soulmates keep quiet about it.

(3 – anonymous – Shikako/Sasuke, Avatar the Last Airbender!AU)

Shikako literally stumbles upon him, tripping over his bedroll and legs–needless to say, it’s a less than graceful start.

His first instinct is to summon a flame which, given the dark night, would have been smart if he weren’t literally in the middle of Earth Kingdom territory.

In seconds, she has him encased in rock… but the resignation in his eyes makes her release him.

(4 – anonymous – Kakashi & Team Seven, Next Gen DoS, changes for the better)

Kakashi can’t forget the way his students looked after everything: bleeding and drained, war weary in a way he never wanted for them…

But at least they were alive–and alive meant they could heal, even if it took time and distance and the possibility of spiraling apart completely.

Now, decades later, smiling at his honorary grandchildren, he thinks that they’ve all turned out alright.

(5 – anonymous, canon!Team Ten & DoS!Ino, the differences between the two Ino)

Ino is released after a short meeting with her father-but-not, deemed a non threat but still in need of monitoring–who better to monitor Ino than herself and her team-but-not?

Chouji is a welcome, familiar sight, but it’s a shock to see herself without slit pupils, to see Shikamaru with both arms still, and at first she begins to feel a little bit jealous…

… until the topic moves onto how she ended up in this dimension.

Forget jealousy, Ino can’t wait until Shikako brings her home.

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A/N: So this is the last one for now, I’ll come back to this someday but I think I’m done. It was fun and I really appreciate everyone who participated 🙂

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Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 14/? (2016-11-08)

(1 – anonymous – Team Seven, any!AU, fluffy… @eatthemallplease’s creature!AU)

Shikako gasps softly, fingers brushing against the downy feathers along the nape of Sasuke’s neck–he sits stiffly, displeased, but reluctantly lets her continue.

“Naruto, come here!” she calls, waving their third teammate closer, his grin and wagging tail far too amused.

“We’re all fluffy!”

(2 – anonymous – Team Seven, fluffy family/platonic cuddling… same creature!AU)

“Ow, ow, ow,” Sasuke complains, completely deadpan, “You’re on my wing, dead last.”

“Yeah, well, Shikako’s antlers are jabbing me in the neck,” Naruto shoots back, shifting around, ears flat against his head.

“Sorry,” she mutters, rearing her head back and out of the way–at least this isn’t as bad as that one time she and Shikamaru accidentally locked antlers as children and had to wait for Dad to come home to untangle them.

(3 – anonymous – Shikako & Ino, Take A Step That Is New ‘verse, Ino’s first date with Sakura)

“What do you think: this dress or this one?” Ino asks, uncharacteristically nervous, holding up two hangers for Shikako’s judgement.

“Um…” Shikako says, glancing between the dresses and the screen divider splitting Ino’s room in half, “I think Sakura will like either of them?”

Ino groans, discarding both of them and diving back into her closet–and Shikako takes the opportunity to go around the screen divider and join Sakura who is waiting, sitting with a pleased blush on her face.

(4 – @donapoetrypassion – Shikamaru & Yoshino, Stars Also Dream ‘verse, something he gets from his mother)

Shikamaru truly is his father’s son, a Nara through and through, a good heir to the clan–but that does not mean he hasn’t inherited anything from you.

You see it in his eyes, in his actions, the way he holds the few people he loves close and dearly, possessive of the few he lets through his barriers.

Shikako can make friends easily, connecting with them, not just the shallow amiability you perform; but you and your son play for keeps.

(5 – anonymous – Shikako/??, dark side of the moon)

She stares up at the sky, a thought nagging away at her that she can’t quite articulate.

A pair of arms curl around her: part of her wants to just lean into the embrace, to close her eyes and turn away and enjoy how happy she is now.

Another part of her knows something isn’t quite right.

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A/N: Lalalala Infinite Tsukuyomi ;D

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Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 13/? (2016-11-07)

(1 – anonymous – Team Seven, Ghostbusters!AU, crazy tech that’s ‘probably’ safe)

“It’s a ghost vacuum,” Shikako explains of the series of tubes and canisters that Naruto prods curiously, “It has a ninety six percent chance of siphoning and containing a ghost possessing anything, even a person.”

“What’s the other four percent?” Sasuke asks dubiously.

Shikako grins, wide and completely suspicious, “Well… it might just suck out the user’s soul instead–but that’s within the margin of error, so the ghost vacuum is totally safe!”

(2 – anonymous – Shikako & Yoshino, Stars Also Dream ‘verse, Yoshino tries out Shikako’s ‘lightsaber’)

As far as your daughter is concerned, you are not a kenjutsu specialist, but she see’s no harm in letting you try out her newest sword.

It activates with an eerily similar sound, but no accompanying vibration in the Force–fuinjutsu, not crystals, and your daughter didn’t make it herself, but you think the yellow blade suits her.

You deactivate and return it after a moment, hand clenching around emptiness: nothing will compare to your own lightsaber.

(3 – anonymous – Sakako & Itachi, Walking Around ‘verse, fluffy)

Dad summons hawks, Mum summons deer–even if the deer contract didn’t have to go back to the Nara clan, neither of them feel right to her.

Itachi-oji sits beside her on the veranda, calm and translucent like the steam rising from her tea cup.

Silence is as much a part of their relationship as talking; after a few minutes, Itachi-oji suggests, “What about cats?”

(4 – anonymous – Shikako & Chiyako, admiration)

It’s not too surprising, really, admiration for childhood heroes turning into respect as she gets older.

Shikako-nee is kind and smart and strong, a credit to the village and her clan, a good role model for a young girl, even the future Aburame matriarch.

Chiyako keeps the friendship bracelet long after the thread has worn away.

(5 – anonymous – Academy Teacher Shino, Next Gen DoS, landscape changing legacy)

Shino comes to the Academy early in the morning to prepare for the day, a bit of calm before the chaos that makes up his class.

Amusingly, he knows many of this class comes by it naturally: the children of his friends, all of whom have less than orderly dispositions.

He chuckles, sound muffled by the collar of his coat, bringing out the detailed map of the Elemental Nations–today’s lesson is about his friends’ other legacies.

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A/N: I think I’d like to slow down on the Three Sentence Fic Meme for now, maybe only one or two more installments, so put your last prompt in the askbox today.

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Shikako, canon!DoS, someone falls in love/gets a crush after Shikako saved them/their village & she’s so badass, then proceeds to make a song about Shikako that’s, like, reminiscent of Miss Jackson by P!atD (minus the sexual undertones lol). Shikako is surprised as it hits the top charts.

… I… what is this? Do you want me to write a song? Do I need to somehow establish how the music industry works in the Naruto world which has trains as high tech at one point and, somehow, laptops about two decades later all within three sentences? Is this Shikako reacting to the song about her, or the popularity of the song about her, or the fact that someone is apparently in love with her after she does a no doubt mostly run-of-the-mill village/country saving mission?

You’ve already written your three sentence fic, anon:

Shikako saves a village. One of the villagers falls in love with her and writes a song about her that becomes famous. Upon hearing that song, Shikako is surprised.

… did you maybe want to parse down and reword your prompt, anon, or try a different prompt entirely?

Next Generation Academy Teachers, canon!DOS, the “Shikako” lessons

jacksgreysays:

Sorry, anon, I’m not sure I understand this one–could you clarify what you’re prompting?

As far as I know, Shino (and, maybe, Iruka-sensei) are the only specified Academy teachers for Next Gen kids.

Also, by “Shikako lessons” do you mean the exploding tags lessons or lessons about Shikako? In which case… why would they have lessons about Shikako? The Academy would be teaching students how to be shinobi and while ninja history is part of that, it would be a really brief thing and not really focus on specific people so much unless it’s how to interpret a bingo book page?

Hm… so something like… “Academy Teacher Shino, Next Gen DoS, landscape-changing legacy,” anon?

Next Generation Academy Teachers, canon!DOS, the “Shikako” lessons

Sorry, anon, I’m not sure I understand this one–could you clarify what you’re prompting?

As far as I know, Shino (and, maybe, Iruka-sensei) are the only specified Academy teachers for Next Gen kids.

Also, by “Shikako lessons” do you mean the exploding tags lessons or lessons about Shikako? In which case… why would they have lessons about Shikako? The Academy would be teaching students how to be shinobi and while ninja history is part of that, it would be a really brief thing and not really focus on specific people so much unless it’s how to interpret a bingo book page?

Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 12/? (2016-11-06)

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(1 – anonymous – more 2.1, Naruto/Shikako, soulmate!AU)

Shikako has always known–even if her parents hadn’t sat her down and explained to her, she would’ve figured it out on her own, spiral seals on her skin containing nothing.

But soulmates are vulnerabilities, any shinobi’s ultimate weakness, and she won’t let herself be used against him.

Naruto learns to read from the words painted beneath long sleeves, short apologies and pleads to stay safe and little notes that make his days less awful.

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(2 – anonymous – Shikako, KHR fusion/crossover, unexpected)

The Nara clan have been predominantly Rain types–laziness just one step off from tranquility–action from strategy, strategy from logic, logic from calm.

Storm is passion, chaos and destruction, almost the opposite of Rain.

One day, Shikako will learn to balance the two–or at least, she hopes so, trying not to wince at the wreckage around her.

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(3 – @celsiahawthorn – Shikako & Tobirama, Semi-Phenomenal, Nearly Cosmic, Tobirama’s POV)

Tobirama is desperate–no more lost brothers, he prays–final gambit flowing from heart to mind to reality; he will gladly give his life and soul to the Shinigami if Hashirama and the village survive.

Shikako, thankfully, requires less than that, stepping forward, determined and prepared, shadows lashing out and carving an array of seals on the ground.

True, he is a fuinjutsu master, but so is Shikako, standing on the shoulders of giants.

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(4 – anonymous – Special Jounin crew, complaining about Shikako)

The first time Shikako gives them the slip, it skips impressive and amusing and goes straight to aggravating and requiring vengeance–morning training with Gai, enough said.

The second time, it becomes a competition that continues through the third, fourth, fifth, sixth…

By attempt thirty eight, it becomes a bitter gruelling necessity.

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(5 – anonymous – Shikako, temporary Academy teacher)

“So you’re all, what, eight?” Shikako asks the crowd of small faces staring at her, trying not to break out into hives at all the attention.

“Let’s see,” she mutters to herself, feeling the seconds slip by and the silence grow and the awkward need to fill it with something, anything, “what was I learning when I was eight?”

Needless to say, teaching eight year olds how to draw exploding tags probably wasn’t her best idea–she is never asked to substitute at the Academy ever again.

~

A/N: I have a sort of idea of what I would want a KHRxDoS fusion to be like, and I wrote a brainstorm for it, but I don’t think I’ll ever actually write it.

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Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 11/? (2016-11-05)

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(1 – anonymous – Shikako & Sasuke, police detectives!AU)

“Well,” Shikako muses drunkenly, leaning against Sasuke who sighs and resigns himself to being a wall, “I’m not much one for or enforcering order… enfordering… law stuff… but I do like solving mysteries.”

“No, Shikako, we’ve got that side covered, I’m just asking you to take a look at some seals that were on the scene,” Sasuke says, futilely.

“I’m gonna be a consoli-date, consulate… consulting detective!” she declares, before bursting into giggles.

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(2 – anonymous – Shikako & Sai, canon!DoS, friendship moment)

“What is the purpose of these?” Sai asks, examining the bracelets closely, as if somehow the thread and beads will reveal hidden techniques or secrets.

“There’s no purpose,” Shikako answers, finishing up the green and black band before looping it around Sai’s wrist–he acquiesces, easily. “Well, except for signifying friendship.”

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(3 – anonymous – Konoha Thirteen, polyamorous housemates!AU)

“Have you seen my sword?”

Sasuke, in the midst of cooking breakfast–which, considering the number of people living in the house, is no small feat–groans as if he’s been stabbed in the gut, but manfully keeps silent otherwise.

Kiba and, somehow, Akamaru both look incredulously at Shikako from the kitchen table, “How do you just lose track of the legendary Sword of the Thunder God?”

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(4 – anonymous – Team Eight’s thoughts on Shikako)

Little lioness
hiding her face, looks upon
the doe with esteem.

Beetle, all-seeing,
watches and waits for the
queen of the forest.

Fangs sharp, wits sharper,
dog and doe run together,
a pack mate with hooves.

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(5 – anonymous – even more 6.1, Shikako/Haku, Project Runway!AU, flustered!Shikako)

She can barely believe she’s at Fashion Week, much less presenting a show of her own original designs, but she’s made it and she can feel her lungs deflating like a popped balloon.

Everything is going impossibly smoothly, models strutting down the catwalk, Haku flawless with the finale, and suddenly he’s backstage and pulling her forward toward the audience.

A microphone is suddenly in her hands, all cameras and eyes and lights on her, she can barely breathe; a baffled wheeze escapes her mouth–way to go, Shikako, so suave.

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A/N: I don’t think all of the Konoha Thirteen would be in a single polyamorous living situation, because–as I went into in depth with the Walking Around ‘verse–not everyone is poly… but I did also bring up how Sasuke would prefer Shikako’s other relationships to be with anyone but Gaara so…

Also, Team Eight & Shikako haiku?

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Based on FallTigerKisa’s fic, after fighting Kaguya and talking to the Sage of six farts and being revealed to be a Demigod, Shikako is STILL convinced its ‘nothing much’, and everyone’s ensuing reactions to that. Thanks!

I don’t think I can fill this anon because… I don’t understand this prompt. Are you prompting me for recursive fic of recursive fic? I don’t think I’ve even read that fic. I just–what?

Okay–this isn’t aimed at you specifically, anon, this is to all my readers in general–so:

Some of the prompts for the Three Sentence Fic Meme are getting kind of difficult to understand and they’re also, bewilderingly, getting longer. If I only have three sentences to fill your prompt, then it doesn’t make sense for you to send a prompt that is longer than three sentences. At that point you’ve already written your story so all I can do is try not to copy paste your prompt.

Again, it’d be super appreciated if prompts were in a more clear format like:

“Character(s)/Ship, AU or canon!DoS, theme/event/idea in less than ten words.”

For example: “Shikaara, modern royalty!AU, commemorative bobbleheads” or “Shikako & Kakashi, canon!DoS, Hokage!Kakashi assigns Shikako to be a jounin sensei.” Something like this, please, would be helpful. Obviously I’m not going to count your sweet reviews against you (which, thanks, I’m happy you all enjoy my writing).

I mean, I’m really glad everyone is so enthusiastic and participating, but it’s getting really confusing, and it’s beginning to feel like I’m spending more time trying to decipher prompts than I am actually filling them which is what I think we’re all here for.

Ask Box Three Sentence Fic, 10/? (2016-11-04)

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(1 – anonymous – even more 3.4, Shikako/Gaara, modern royalty!AU, family POV)

Theirs is not a family of soft gestures and kind words, as harsh and imposing as the desert they rule over–but Temari is queen now, and while her future is irrevocably tied to her country, that doesn’t mean her brothers’ must be as well.

“You won’t get the throne,” she says, fact more than prediction, nearly ringing with decree; Gaara looks at her with barely concealed hope.

“Do as you will,” she finishes, permission and blessing, as close to kindness as their family can get.

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(2 – anonymous – Shikako/Shino, rescue mission)

He has been held prisoner for four days: his hive has been depleted, he has had minimal food, water, and sleep, and his left arm is still broken–the situation is less than optimal.

A small spider crawling beneath his cell door is all the warning he gets before an explosion reverberates through the facility, sounds of fighting and screaming following not long after, the spider making its calm but swift pace towards him.

Another, smaller, closer explosion breaks open his door revealing Shikako and his younger sister’s team, “I told you I’d come back for you.”

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(3 – anonymous – Shikako, collective realization of butt-kicking ability)

It’s one thing for Shikako to put up a fight against Gaara who is, despite being a jinchuuriki and now the Kazekage, still a kid their age.

It’s another thing for her to take on a Sannin.

“Brats these days take things so seriously, it wasn’t a real challenge,” Jiraiya grouses, though the pride in his eyes could not be more obvious: he didn’t lose, and Shikako’s been sequestered in the hospital for chakra depletion again, but it was a damn near thing.

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(4 – anonymous – Shikako, haggled advice giver!AU?)

“You probably shouldn’t do… any of this,” Shikako says, bewildered, eyeing Aoba and gingerly picking through the pile of detailed notes he dropped on her desk.

“Not even the pathway of flower petals?”

“That sounds expensive,” she answers, “and excessive considering this is only your second date… also… I’m thirteen–why are you asking me for dating advice?”

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(5 – anonymous – Shikako & ??, … preceding reputation?)

“Oh, no,” Kakashi-sensei says completely deadpan, as he leans casually against a barrel of sake “my cute student has gone missing; none of her adoring fans can find her.”

From inside the barrel comes the muffled response, “You’d hide, too, with fans like that.”

“Lucky for this talking sake, my cute student is not on duty for another two hours,” Kakashi-sensei knocks on the barrel twice before wandering back out to the party, gearing up to deal with his own horde of fans.

~

A/N: While I love the enthusiasm of some of these prompts and appreciate getting prompts at all, if I could request them to be in this format–

“Character and/or Ship, AU or canon!DoS, theme/event/idea less than ten words”

–then that would be great. I don’t want to police it too much, but it’s kind of difficult to parse what some of the prompts are saying.

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