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jacksgreysays:
(one: arranged marriage)
Shikakuâs daughter is a quiet creature. Content, but silent; solitary. She would rather read books or watch the grazing deer or follow in his and Yoshinoâs footsteps than go outside and play with the other children.
Itâs nothing to be worried about: Shikamaru is much the same, switching shogi for books and deer for clouds, though he, at least, has Chouji. Shikaku had been self-contained as a child, too, it is the way of most Nara children, he thinks, though he remembers, hazily, how Ikoma had been a little more active.
Eventually Shikako will come out of her shellâor perhaps she wonât, there is no rushing these things, pressure will only make the matter worseâShikaku is prepared to be patient with his daughter.
Patience is not the problem.
âYou want⊠what?â Shikaku asks, blindsided for the first time in three yearsâthe last time had been when the ambassador from Cloud double crossed them and tried to kidnap the Hyuuga heiressâand by his own daughter no less.
His tiny, quiet daughter, who looks up at him, head tilted slightly, as if heâs the one acting oddly. âAn engagement,â she says, with an odd twist to her mouth, as if the very word is bitter on her tongue, âto Sasuke Uchiha.â
He looks at Yoshino who also has an expression of bewilderment on her face.
âShikako, sweetheart,â she says, stalling for time, trying to parse her thoughts, doing a better job than he is at the moment. âJust because you have a crush on this boy, it doesnât mean you need to marry him. You can,â she pauses, glances at Shikaku, finding some sort of comfort from him, âStart small, honey, try being his friend first.â
Itâs sound advice, truly; it probably would have ended the conversation if this were in fact a discussion about a girl with a crush on a boy.
It is not.
âI donât have a crush on him,â Shikako says, entirely honest, no hint of embarrassed denial in her tone, âI donât want this for me, I want this forâŠâ
She drifts off. Neither he or Yoshino want to interrupt, and so they stay silent as she thinks. Searching for the right words.
âItâs the smart thing to do.â
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[She is only a child, an untrained child, but what is the point of having this knowledge if not to save lives? She cannot stop this as a shinobi, not with her chakra hypersensitivity and her less than a yearâs worth of training, not against S-class ninja who would sooner kill her than look at her.
But in this world she is not only a child. She is a Nara. The clan headâs only daughter, and that means something.
The Uchiha were isolated, seething and resentful, planning for a coup against a village that had already betrayed them. But what if she could change that? What if somehow, she could bring them back into the fold? The Uchiha were one of the founding clans of Konoha, and they just have to be reminded of this fact.
She is a Nara, and with her comes her clan. And where her clan goes, the Akimichi and the Yamanaka follow. And four clans is enough, has to be enough. Danzo cannot kill them all, not when the Akimichi are so deeply entrenched in the civilian sectors. Not when the Yamanaka pervade every branch of the shinobi forces. Not when her father is the Jounin Commander, as his father was before him, as, likely, his son will be after him.
She can do this. This isnât something that requires chakra and jutsu and strength she doesnât yet have and might never get. And, anyway, marriage is such a small thing to sacrifice to save so many lives and to prevent so much grief and hardship. It may not have to be a sacrifice at all. Sasuke, as she knows him from the past, was a product of his tragedy, twisted and angry and bitter but still with some moments of kindness and courage. Sasuke as she knows him now is just a little boy, but there is still kindness in him, and maybe some courage. More smiles, thatâs for sure.
She will marry him and maybe theyâll become friends, maybe theyâll grow to love one another, maybe theyâll be happy together. But even if they donât, even if they are cold to each other, civil colleagues forced to live together, then sheâd still do it.
Itâs the smart thing to do.]
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A/N: Well⊠that was a quicker turn around time than I thought it would be. Also⊠I was supposed to go to sleep three hours ago but⊠oh well.
This is for you, anon, who wanted some Shikako/Sasuke. But thatâs not all! As you can tell from the title I will be doing more installments of this in the future. Probably not as quicklyâbut it will definitely happen! Though, Iâd definitely appreciate some Shikasuke-specific prompts to help with future installments
Title (or at least, the main title, not the subtitle) is from the song âThe Only Dreamâ by Tyrone & Elina because itâs one of the few love songs in my favorites playlist and also it kind of works really well for the Shikasuke ship. Not this particular ficlet, but the general vibe I get of the ship from DoS.
Further Down Road One, (2016-04-15)
(shogi)
Someone is testing his patienceâunfortunately, Danzo doesnât know who.
His plan to destroy the Uchiha and steal their Sharinganâjustified by preventing a coup, of courseâhas been thwarted by a single engagement. Which ought to point out the culprit as that upstart Nara clan head, especially given his tenacious tracking of supplies Danzo has appropriated for ROOT, except there is more:
The Merchantâs Guild, primarily a civilian organization, has begun making inquiries into some of Danzoâs less legitimate businessesâthough they are several times removed from himself. The Intel Division, who arenât worth the title shinobi, are enacting a stricter review over mission assignments and reports, restricting his soldiersâ movements.
The Uchiha Police Forceâyet another reason to exterminate those overpowered menacesâhave received anonymous tips, turning certain deaths from âaccidentalâ to âpotential foul play.â Most are easily avoided, but some lead directly to the younger recruits recently orphaned on his orders.
It is too many instances to be Shikaku Nara, beyond his scope as Nara clan head and Jounin Commander. And yet, the timing is far too suspicious to be merely coincidental.
Someone is testing his patience.
[She is still a Nara, no matter what sheâs consigned herself to be in the future, and there are some parts of her heritage that she refuses to lose. Shogi may seem like such a small thing, but it is a connection she refuses to sever. She will remember these soft, lazy days with her parents and her brother fondly.
Also, the lessons are useful.
She has stepped into a shogi game spanning the entire village. Danzo has his political contacts, his wealth, and ROOT as his pieces. In opposition are her clansâpresent and futureâtheir allies, and herself.
Danzo is paranoid, increasingly so, but not enough to correctly guess the identity of his opponent.
Shikako is piece and player, both.]
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(friendship)
He is so busy straddling the line between clan heir and loyal ANBU that when news of his little brotherâs engagement finally makes itâs way through the fog of stress and desperation, Itachi is completely blindsided.
Shisui is, too, so itâs not like he has any high ground to stand on. âYour little sister in law is very cute.â
âFuture sister in law,â Itachi says back, just to be contrary, âAlso, sheâs six.â
âYeah, which is why I said cute; smart, too, quiet, though,â he smirks, âShe reminds me of you, actually,â he says pointedly enough that Itachi meets his eyes in curiosity.
There is danger in speaking out loud, unsure of who may hear, and so Itachi and Shisui have developed their own silent language.
Shisui canât actually be thinking about bringing a six year old into their counter conspiracy, can he?
âSheâs six,â Itachi repeats out loud.
âAnd what were you doing when you were six?â Shisui responds, dryly, âAnyway, Iâm not saying we do anything until you actually talk to her.â
Itachi hums noncommittally.
âAsk her about the engagement,â Shisui suggests, âabout whose idea it was.â
[She isnât really expecting to make friends, doesnât have the time to, what with the silent war sheâs undertaken. She has her brother, she doesnât really need anyone else. And anyway, allies are one thing, but friends? Not likely.]
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(cats)
Mikoto has always had a soft spot for Sasuke: he is her baby, after all, unlike Itachi who has the weight of Fugaku and the clan elderâs expectations. Which is why she keeps such a close eye on her daughter-in-law to be. Mikoto is not against the engagementâShikako Nara is a good match for her youngest son, and a sweet girl from what sheâs seenâbut sheâll be damned if her baby ends up in a marriage that makes him miserable.
As it is, perhaps she is too busy expecting the worst, focusing on Shikako instead of Sasuke, because he seems to be quite content with the engagement. Happy, even. Maybe even in loveâthough they are both only twelve and it is too early to sayâat the very least, on the path to it.
Sasuke is her baby, so she was planning to pass down her summoning contract to him, but it appears as if he has other ideas:
âItâs an Uchiha contract,â Fugaku denies, never mind that itâs not even his decision to make, trying to divert his youngest son from this notion with a cold tone of voice.
But Sasuke holds his head up, standing firm against his father, and easily says, âShikako will be my wife. She will be an Uchiha.â
The confidence, the devotion, the clear, pure conviction that he is right, that he will do this for his bride-to-be, no matter what his fatherâwho might as well have been his godâsays. It doesnât matter what Mikoto thinks of Shikako Nara, not really, because she knows enough about the girl from this single moment to know. Sasuke may not love her yet, but heâs definitely on the way: as far as Mikoto is concerned, if Shikako is worthy of that, then she can be worthy Mikotoâs other legacy.
[She knows there is a deer summons. Knows that, because of the engagement, she will never be allowed to sign it. She may be a Nara for now, but she will not be in the future, and and children she has will be Uchiha not Nara. The deer contract should remain in the clan, she knows that, itâs enough that she still gets to learn shadow jutsu.
Itâs a minor thing, anyway, summoning. There are powerful shinobi who donât have summoning contracts and itâs not like she was guaranteed to have the deer summons, anyway. It was just a spare thought. Something that would have been nice to haveânot something she needs. She resigns herself, something sheâs been doing a lot of, to never being a summoner.
Except Sasuke changes that. His mother has a contract, and while it was originally meant to be for him, heâs convinced her to offer it to Shikako. And that still doesnât guarantee anythingâmaybe the cats wonât like her, maybe theyâll reject her as a summonerâbut itâs far more than she was expecting.
Cats are not deer, and being an Uchiha bride is not the same as being a Nara daughter, but itâs more than what she was expecting. More than enough.]
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A/N: @book14reader and I had a very lengthy discussion (transcript here) about the consequences of a Shikasuke engagement. Primarily? The Problem of Danzo. And while I still basically sidestepped the issue, I thought it was important enough to brush over. In a way, this AUâs ultimate Big Bad isnât Akatsuki or Madara, itâs Danzo. So⊠there you go.
Also, the other two were just kind of cute thoughts⊠and two POVs who I probably wouldnât be able to do otherwise? Given⊠the obvious.
Even Further Down Road One (2016-06-04)
(friendship–jealousy)
“Little brother,” Itachi says, barely a warning before he musses Saskue’s hair. Now that he’s a genin with the forehead protector to go with it, his brother can no longer do his usual greeting flick. But Itachi has adapted easily, finding another way to simultaneously express fondness and casually exert dominance.
“Aniki!” he complains, trying to straighten the mess.
“Little sister. Naruto-kun,” Itachi continues, instead, gently tugging on Shikako’s braid. Which is, frankly, unfair. The idiot also gets treated to a hair ruffle, but considering his hair is always a mess, it hardly makes a difference.
“Itachi,” Shikako says with a smile, “What are you doing here?”
Here being Team Seven’s usual training grounds, sans their jounin sensei since no one knows where Kakashi might be at any given point in time. Certainly not where he’s supposed to be.
“We both just got back from missions and we wanted to check up on our favorite genin,” Itachi answers, with a smile of his own.
An evil smile.
“We?” Sasuke repeats, dread already pooling in his stomach.
“Sasuke-chan!” A terrible voice rings out before, yet again, a hand ruins his just neatened hair.
Shisui.
Fortunately, the offender moves on to a different victim. “Naruto! What embarrassing things has my baby cousin been up to?” Never mind–it’s unfortunate.
“Shisui!” Shikako says, delight in her tone and eyes. She doesn’t even flinch away when the bastard pulls her into a hug. “I thought you weren’t coming back for another week.”
“Well,” Shisui half shrugs, one arm staying around Shikako’s shoulders. Unnecessarily. “I couldn’t just let my adorable little sister languish without her favorite Uchiha.”
Okay, that’s it.
“Go away!” Sasuke shouts, just barely resisting the urge to physically shove Shisui away because that might jostle Shikako with his proximity. “Go bother your own team!” Because maybe that’ll work. “And she’s not your sister,” he adds.
“Little brother,” Itachi sighs, shaking his head in disappointment, “There’s no need to be rude.”
Shisui, infuriatingly, just smirks. “It’s okay, Itachi. I understand,” he nods, smirk growing wider, “Puberty.”
The inarticulate noise that claws its way out of his throat does more to ward off his brother and cousin, because–after yet another set of hair ruffling–they leave.
“Jeez, Sasuke,” Naruto says, because he never met a situation that he didn’t decide to aggravate immediately, “What’s wrong with you?”
Shikako is too tactful to ask, but looks equally interested in his answer. Sasuke tries not to blush, already embarrassed at how easily flustered he was.
“Nothing,” he mutters, “Let’s just spar already.”
Hopefully by the time Kakashi arrives, she’ll have forgotten his complete lack of cool.
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(shogi–respect)
Sasuke has known–ever since they were children at the Academy, even before their engagement–that Shikako is a genius.
Sure, it probably started as a childish, self-absorbed acknowledgement–anyone smarter than him had to be a genius by default–but now that they are older, Sasuke has realized just how much of a genius his fianceĂ© truly is.
She is constantly working on one project or another, always improving herself to tackle even bigger challenges. She sees beyond what everyone else can, always three steps ahead. So why would she do this?
“I’m not going to fight my brother,” she repeats, after returning to the viewing area, after forfeiting to Shikamaru of all people–the laziest person Sasuke has ever met.
He doesn’t understand. Even if her relationship with her brother is different from  his relationship with Itachi–which is, admittedly, probably more of a one-sided competition than a true sibling rivalry–that doesn’t mean she was only left with the one option. The preliminaries are hardly death matches, and it’s not as if she couldn’t have at least sparred against Shikamaru. Chances are, if it had required even a modicum of effort, Shikamaru would have been the one to forfeit first.
Sasuke doesn’t actually say so out loud, wouldn’t want to verbally undermine her decision in front of so many people, but she can probably see the confusion in the slant of his eyebrows, the twist of his mouth. Shikako’s always been able to read him so easily.
She smiles back at him, a poor attempt at reassurance given the tightness in the corners of her eyes. He likes to think he can read her just as well.
“Who knows the next time my brother will ever get close enough to a promotion?” She tries to joke, and while that’s enough to put off the others, it’s not enough for him.
Softer, so only their team can hear, she adds, “There’s a different battle I need to prepare for,” her tone tamped down to something serious, almost concerned.
He doesn’t understand, and neither does Naruto from the look on his face, but Kakashi seems to. For now, at least, Sasuke will trust their jounin sensei on this matter–at least until Shikako is ready to reveal more.
Somehow, even though she’s the only member of their team not part of the third round, Shikako trains harder than either of he or Naruto during the month long gap. Sasuke’s time is split between Itachi and Kakashi, Naruto’s split between Kakashi and some weird old pervert he randomly happened across, apparently, but Shikako? Has been participating in training with Kakashi, Itachi, Naruto’s old perverted mentor, Shisui, her parents, and even Sasuke’s mother. He would call it major overkill if it didn’t seem so important to her.
Just what is she preparing for, anyway?
The answer comes soon enough when, in the middle of his fight against Gaara, a genjutsu falls over the arena.
An invasion–by Sand and the snake bastard who tried to bite him in the Forest of Death–what the hell?
Sasuke goes after Gaara and his siblings because, well, he’s already fighting him so why not? Shikako and a bunch of the other Rookie Nine appear not long after, and if he weren’t so glad to see her, he’d probably be confused as to how easily she steps up and takes charge of the situation. As is, he’s still pretty damned impressed. Also, proud.
Now he understands why she forfeited during the preliminaries. An exam? A promotion? Those don’t mean anything in the grand scheme of things.
This is the Shikako he knows–observing everything, three steps ahead and already reacting. A genius.
And he’s going to marry that girl.
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(cats–affection)
Usually when Shikako and his mother train together, Sasuke tries not to hang around. He doesn’t want to distract them and, plus, he gave up his right to the cat summons. Also, sometimes, their training devolves into his mother regaling Shikako with baby stories which he’d rather not be around for. Bad enough that she hears them; if he’s not there to witness it, at least he has plausible deniability.
But given that they do train at the house and he, well, lives there, he can’t always avoid it.
Thankfully this time the two of them are actually summoning cats.
“Summoning Jutsu!” Shikako calls out, a familiar pattern of ink spreading from her fingertips. The chakra smoke is minimal, because Shikako has always had excellent chakra control, but the result is still… less than ideal.
A kitten mewls curiously, before shakily walking around.
Shikako sighs.
“Well,” his mother says diplomatically, “At least this one’s capable of moving.”
Shikako sighs again, even louder. Disheartened, she sits: legs crossed, elbows on her knees, head propped in her hands. She watches the kitten makes its sluggish trek across the floor.
“You’re actually doing quite well,” his mother tries again, “I didn’t even start learning how to summon until I was older than you.”
It doesn’t appear to be working, even though Shikako nods politely.
And it’s not as if Sasuke thinks he can do any better, but he hates seeing her so dejected. So he takes a seat beside her, scoops up the kitten, and holds it out to her. He tries to smile at her: itâs only strained as it is because he’s risking hearing really embarrassing childhood stories about himself and also the kitten apparently hates him and is using it’s tiny claws and teeth on his hands. What the hell, it might be breaking skin.
Shikako understands, because she gives a soft chuckle before taking the summon from his hands. Unsurprisingly, it stops fighting, rubbing it’s face affectionately against her skin.
Sasuke doesn’t need to say anything: he just sits quietly at her side and lets her know he’s there for her, no matter what.
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A/N: God, Sasuke, way to be SUPER obvious about how totally in love with Shikako you are! Thatâs embarrassing… đ
For this anon–I tweaked the prompts a bit, but hopefully you’ll still enjoy this. But seriously, y’all need to let me go down the other roads already. đ
I’ll upload this to ao3 later.