(1 – anonymous – Shikako/Haku, Project Runway!AU)
“I could dress him in garbage,” Shikako groans from where she’s mashed her face onto the table, “and the judges wouldn’t even notice because he’s so damn beautiful.”
Kiba stares at her, unaware or uncaring of the bright fuchsia sparkles smeared across his face, “You have, actually, dressed him in trash; you won that week’s challenge.”
Shikako sighs wistfully, remembering the distressed vintage-inspired wedding gown she made out of discarded coffee cups: gods, Haku had looked so good in it, and he was so kind about her last minute meltdown when the zipper broke and she had to practically hot glue him into the gown–he’s so out of her league.
(2 – anonymous – Shikako/Deidara, fanboy-ing over Touch Blast)
Sasori glances at his partner: the irritation is normal, the embarrassment is familiar, but the bewilderment? That’s new.
“She touched my face,” Deidara sighs almost dreamily; the seal sequence is inert–Deidara is an S-rank demolitions expert, if he doesn’t want something to explode it won’t–but he’s kept the pattern on his face as if it were an autograph.
(3 – anonymous – Shikako/Gaara, youkai!AU… Inuyasha!AU?)
“Gaara,” she says as calmly as possible, though she can hear the wavering in her voice, “You need to give me the Gelel shard, please, I haven’t purified it yet.”
His green eyes, normally so kind, are clouded over, the markings on his face more vibrant and lethal.
The moon is full tonight.
(4 – anonymous – Shikako/Sasuke, Hades and Persephone!AU)
“He just needs a place to lay low for a bit,” says Naruto, god of tricksters, wind, and the only deity who regularly visits her home.
The Underworld isn’t exactly a welcoming place, but it is the last place people would think to look for the god of summer’s little brother, and she could do with some company.
If Shikako had known it would lead to a six month long literal cold war and a semipermanent roommate she wouldn’t have–well, no, she’s fond of Sasuke, the half year long siege was worth it.
(5 – anonymous – Walking Around ‘verse Team Seven, What Would Sakako Do?)
When Shikako was younger and needed guidance–needed to be wilder or braver or kinder–she would ask herself: What Would Naruto Do?
Over twenty years later, she’d be pleased to know, his son does the same with her daughter.
What Would Sakako Do?
A/N: Should I post these on ao3? And if so, as a separate work or as chapter(s) on Dreaming One Shots…