Heyo everyone! Guess what? I got a big-girl job! Yes, I am now part of the adult world. God help me.
And it's the start of a new school year! I hope everyone is taking a good step forward in their classes and plan to work hard! (I honestly miss college. Even the tests and projects. Yep, you heard me correctly.)
Now I am curious. One of my many baby cousins has started her first year of college at the college of her dreams (YAY!) and I was part of the shopping committee for her new dorm room. It's one those typical dorm rooms that you share with another girl and you're limited on space. She had printed off one of those "First Dorm Room Necessities" as a checklist and some of the things had me laughing in disbelief on some of the things she, "had to get".
More like "First Apartment Necessities".
What was your first college dorm/apartment like?
I'd hit the reviews but I'm too tired from work so let's get on with the story!
I DO NOT OWN NARUTO. I DO OWN MY OCS.
"Tonton!" Shizune whispered/shouted out loud, panic lacing her tone of her voice as she searched for her master's pig. The Hokage, her students, a few shinobi and the required ANBU guard were making a stop at an inn for the night during their travel to a lord's home in the east. While the Kage was enjoying the inn's fine sake, Tonton had wandered off at some point and Shizune hurried off to fine the wayward pig.
"Tonton! Where are you?!" Shizune hissed, peering around corners and down hallways, even checking under tables and empty rooms. Bending over, she peered under a large table as she let out another hissed, "Tonton!"
"Excuse me," a smooth voice cut in and Shizune froze. "But is this…Tonton?"
Slowly turning her head, Shizune's gaze met a pair of sandaled feet with familiar red and white shin guards. A heavy weight suddenly dropped in her stomach and her eyes traveled upwards to meet the face of the speaker.
He was young, at least younger than her but older than Sakura. The man was dressed in matching grey baggy pants and sleeveless high collared shirt. If she squinted, she could make out a pair of dark clouds sown into the collar. A familiar looking one shoulder white and red flak jacket protected his torso and finally, Shizune got a look of his face.
And her mouth dropped.
The stranger was certainly blessed in the looks department. Like many Kumo natives, he was dark skinned and had pale blonde hair that messily spread around his headband. Cool dark eyes peered down at her in flat stare and if she looked hard enough, trailing down his cheeks…
Were red markings.
Shizune blanched at the sight of them. There was only one shinobi she knew who had those markings.
Shit.
Tsunade will not be pleased to find out that Pervy Hermit reproduced.
"This is...the Tonton you've been looking for, correct?"
He asked, holding up rather familiar looking forlorn pig in his grasp.
"Y-Yes! Thank you!" She stammered, quickly taking the pig into her arms.
The man studied her thoughtfully, dark eyes tracing her face before speaking.
"You're one of those Leaf ninjas aren't you?"
She flinched, tightening her grip on Tonton who squeaked unhappily. He raised his hands up, and took a step back.
"Relax, I mean no harm. Just giving you a word of caution," He said firmly, keeping his eyes locked on hers. "You and your lot stay away from the west side of the inn. Or there will be dire consequences if you cross with one of ours."
That made her stiffen, and her ink black eyes narrowed. "Is that a threat?" She asked lowly, shifting Tonton her in grip in case of the need for speed.
He shrugged. "Take it as you like too, Leaf. It's just my opinion if you want to keep your lives."
And with that, he turned around and began to walk off. At the last moment though, he stopped and looked back.
"Be sure to let Grandmother know. Because Mother won't hesitate to sic my Father on her."
And with that last warning, he turned back around and vanished from sight. Tonton blinked at the empty space before looking up at that woman holding her. Shizune felt a cold feeling slide down her back as she tried to figure out the meaning of threat. The only one old enough to be considered a grandmother…
Tightening her grip on Tonton, she fled back to her group and ready to relay the message.
The emptiness of the other half of the futon was what woke me up. After we had a filling meal and a cuddle outside on the veranda, A had herded me to the futon. While I bothered to change into my nightclothes, A just took off his jacket and tossed it over a table. After I managed to maneuver myself onto the futon and into a comfortable position on my side, A slid under the covers and cradled me big spoon style. Now, my giant of a husband is currently absent.
Tossing the covers off, I heaved myself to my feet and squinted in the dark room.
"Honey?" I called out.
Silence.
Feeling around in the dark, I found the light and clicked it on. The room came alive with light, and as I suspected, one large and grump husband was missing. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a robe and tied it around me tightly. Giving one last look around the room, I pulled the door open and stepped out into the hallway. Glancing up and down the hallway, I chewed my lip before turning left and hobbling down the corridor. I wasn't sure how many turns or hallways I went down, but I made it past the lobby and began to walk over to the other side of the inn.
"Where is that overgrown gorilla? Just up and leaving me in the middle of the night." I grumbled, and in response came a little firm kick to my ribs. I rubbed a hand over the area. "That's right. Your Daddy is a fart for leaving me alone."
After wandering through the inn for at least 10 minutes, I threw my hands up in exasperation.
"I give up! I. Give. Up. When he comes back, he'll find himself short of a pillow and I'll be the one hogging the blankets this time." I groused, waddling angrily back to our room. At the moment, the baby proceeded to do a full body stretch inside its confined space, and unfortunately, it's teeny foot managed to find my kidney.
I grunted in pain, reaching out to catch myself against the wall. "Are you mad, too? I bet you're going have your Daddy wrapped around your finger, little baby."
The baby did another roll inside my womb as if agreed with me. Snickering, I backtracked back to our room, and I would personally like to mention, that I only got lost twice.
TWICE.
Arriving at my room, I gave my belly a pat. "Ok, baby. Place your bets. Is Daddy behind Door Number 1?"
Grabbing hold of the handle, I pulled the door open and squashed the urge to groan at the steely stare directed at me.
"And where have you been?" Growled a very unhappy Kage, sitting cross-legged on the futon in just his pants.
I glared back at him. "Looking for you. I got worried."
A scoffed, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "Don't be ridiculous. You shouldn't be moving around anyways. For the rest our time here, you will have an escort with you until we depart. This is order, Hitori."
I gaped at him as I pulled off my robe and tossed it onto a chair. "Excuse me? A, what on earth is matter with you? We didn't have to do this when we first came here."
Something was up. A was not a good bluffer, proof being from our late night poker games. And right now, he was acting the same way he was with a bad hand.
"A, what is going on?" I asked softly, standing before my seated husband.
Black eyes stared up into my hazel, searching for something that I couldn't see. He let out a heavy sigh, and stretched a hand out to me. My heart ached for the big man I married and immediately I placed my slim hand in his. Giving me a slight tug, the man pulled me down to sit in his lap and wrapped his arms around me tightly. The sudden affection startled me, but a cuddle session was something I couldn't refuse. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I nuzzled under his jaw, and pressed a number of kisses to his beating pulse. His rocky hard body was like a living inferno, something that was a blessing and a curse to sleep with when the Kumogakure's weather was either really cold or really hot. During the hot season, I would kick him to one end of the bed while he lost the pants and sleep in the nude with the sheets thrown off the bed. In the winter though, he would keep the pants on and wrap himself around me as the big spoon. And he always kept me toasty warm in the early mornings when his 'little solider' did it's morning 'salute'.
With his arms securely wrapped my body, A sighed deeply. A sigh that made it sound like a hundred years were lifted from his shoulders. Running my hands down his neck and trailing down to his stomach, I rubbed his sides and felt the dozens of old scars and injuries.
"A?"
A low groan rumbled from his belly and he leaned down to kiss me. The feel of his chapped lips rubbing against mine sent shivers down my spine, making me moan with delight. Keeping his one arm wrapped around my back, A leaned forward, keeping his lips pressed mine as he laid me flat against the futon. He pulled away with a slow smack, choosing to smatter my neck with an assault of kisses. Nibbling and suckling at the soft skin, A bit down on my pulse, making me gasp and arch into his body.
"A-!"
"Shush, love," he rumbled as he caught me into another kiss.
"Let me take care of you…"
"You look… pleased Mother," Oishi said suspiciously as he arrived at our rooms for breakfast. "I take it you had a good…sleep."
"Morning, darling," I beamed at him, feeling the wonderful pregnancy glow that all pregnant seem to achieve. A was sitting across from me, heartily digging into breakfast and pointedly ignoring the two of us as he scarfed down his food. "Yes, we had a lovely night. Did you have a good rest?"
Oishi nodded, leaning against the doorframe. "Everything is packed and ready to go when you two are."
"Excellent," A grunted, placing down his chopsticks and standing. "Oishi, stay with your mother. Don't let her wander off."
I sent a scowl at the man as he exited the room. Oishi sighed, exasperated at the antics of his parents before reaching into his pocket. A look of panic over took him and he quickly began to pat down his clothing, searching for something. "Ah, damn it all."
I placed my empty dishes down and looked up at him. "What's wrong dear?"
He groaned, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. "I left something in my room."
Opening his eyes, he turned to look up at me, raising his index finger as if he was scolding me. "Stay. Here. Understand, Mom?"
I rolled my eyes, standing with a grunt and cradling my belly. "I am a grown woman thank you very much."
He gave me another stern stare before hurrying out of the room. I watched him leave and began to pack up my belongings up. I managed to stuff a shirt into the bag before something caught my eye. A small earring was lying on the floor, the light catching the small jewel embedded in the silver. One of my favorite gifts, matching set of bright blue earrings from my husband after our 1st wedding anniversary all those years ago. I let out a low curse.
"Damn it all."
Squatting down, I managed to pick up the stud and looked around the floor for its twin. It soon became a frantic search for the earring, and to the point on where I got onto my hands and knees to look for it.
"DAMN. IT. ALL."
After a few minutes of difficulty, I stood up and gave one last look of the room, anxiety chewing at my stomach. Taking a glance at the door, I let out a heavy huff. Steeling my resolve, I opened the door and took a step out.
I squinted at the floor, glancing from side to side. Ten minutes spent looking and nothing.
Smiling at the host at the front desk, I continued on my search towards the other side of the inn.
"Where are you?" I sang softly. "C'mon you little bugger."
"Hey nee-san! Is what you're looking for?!"
A youthful male voice made me stop and blink in surprise. Straightening up and one hand on my belly, I turned to meet a pair of bright blue eyes and a wide grin. In one of his hands, he held up the missing twin of my earrings and as I nodded with a smile and reached out. As I took it from him, I raised my head to thank him, only to see a shiny Konoha forehead protector practically smacking me in the face.
I stared at him in stunned silence, horror climbing up my spine. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as all feeling began to vanish in my body. Konoha, Hokage, ninja, Mother, Father, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A-!
"Hm?" The blonde blinked, his smile dropping at he squinted at her with puzzled frown. "You look familiar…."
"NARUTO!"
"Mother!"
A deep bellow and a panic cry calling for different people echoed in the hallway, jolting the two of us out of our staring contest. I looked behind me in time to see A and Oishi racing towards me with panic and anger on their faces. Stretching his arm out to wrapped around my small shoulders, A yanked me into his hard form with his free hand reaching up to cup the back of my head. My face was squashed against his upper stomach, and his familiar spicy musk filled my senses. I took in a deep inhale, relishing in safe and imposing being that was my husband. I could hear Oishi moving past us, a soft shing of a kunei being drawn.
"You were supposed to stay. In. Our. Room." A growled into my ear as he tightened in his grip on my lower back. "Stupid woman."
I placed my hands against his abs, feeling the muscles flex under my touch.
"Naruto, what the hell are- Lord Raikage?"
His angry growl rumbled from his belly. "….Tsunade."
The exhale that emerged from my lungs felt like a death rattle. Any feeling that had returned to me with A's presence left my body, a sensation of freezing numbness taking over me. My hands slid from A's stomach to flop uselessly to my sides as I listened.
"What the hell are you doing here?" The woman demanded. "And call off your guard dog."
Her voice hasn't changed after 30 years, something that I was less than pleased to hear about.
"Leave, Tsunade," A snarled lowly, his grip tightening to the point of painful, yet I couldn't feel it.
"I see your attitude hasn't changed since we last met." She snapped back, a sneer in her tone. A shuffle of feet and someone took a few steps away. "Let's go, Naruto."
"But the lady's earring-!"
The movement stopped. "What lady?"
"That lady!"
Bile started to rise but I swallowed it down. My legs were shaking badly, and yet I managed to turn around.
Only come face to face with Oishi's back. Using his height and width to his advantage, my son was shielding me from one of the two beings I never wanted to see again. My heart ached with love for my oldest child, but I reached out and touched the back of his shoulder. He looked over at me; his brows furrowed and his frown grew even bigger when I nodded to him.
Slowly, he lowered his defensive position, and moved slightly to the side.
As he moved, I swallowed hard and forced my pounding heart back down into my chest.
(Tsunade's POV)
The boy (who looked so damn familiar) slowly moved to the side and Tsunade narrowed her hazel eyes.
What on earth was the matter with these meatheads?
When the youth finally moved far enough to the side, Tsunade felt her breath leave her. Stunned into silence as a pair of matching hazel eyes with red tears burned into her vision. Beautiful white blonde hair was braided back from her heart shaped face, trailing down to meet the back of her thighs.
Dark red lips opened for a second, closed and then opened again as the words formed.
"You god-damn bitch."
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