Age-Swap. Non-Mass. (COMMISSION)
Regardless of their past, he would not lay an offensive hand on them, for it was their agreement. After she came across him, almost a shell of the man he had once been, he had agreed that in return for his freedom, he would fight for the planet Earth. So, in simpler terms: once Earth was free, he was free. Not a day sooner or later. (COMMISSION)
"The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break." [ON HIATUS]
"What will you do, Itachi?" she all but purred, trailing the stake across her skin in warning. "Kill me and your precious baby brother? Or is that truce starting to sound enticing?" (ORIGINALLY TITLED BURN IN HELL)
Saying that, spending twelve hours in Shisui's company wasn't exactly the worst thing. Had he not been her partner for the shift, it would have dragged painfully. With him, however, he kept her awake and lively. He kept her on her toes. Honestly, Sakura dreaded the day she would be paired up with someone else and secretly hoped Shizune would never do such a cruel thing to them.
Her first clear memory was waking stark naked and half-submerged in a lake, the sight startling her into moving. There was no pain, no open wounds. Nothing that suggested she had been assaulted in some way – just a weird steam that was slow in dissipating. But her memories had been messed with. That much she was certain. (COMMISSION)
"We're civilians for a reason," Kizashi muttered gruffly after several long minutes, their staredown continuing. "You might not be proud of our ancestry, but choices were made for a reason and I am honoured to possess the Haruno name." (COMMISSION)
Once more, her eyes searched through the large crowds of people, searching for that certain face she knew would be lurking around somewhere. At that moment in time, to her, he was all that mattered. He would always be the only one who mattered.
Life at the border was not easy and with the threat of war looming over their heads, security must be tightened and extra precautions must be taken. Between all of the fighting for survival and protecting their loved ones, their village, there are some who are still trying to figure out who they are. There is suffering, loss, lust and fear. What will the outcome of the war be?
The second he had picked up her scent, he was hooked. She was a drug to him, a highly, addictive drug. But at the same time, she held an innocence that he hadn't seen in a long time and now, he was determined to protect both her and her innocence. He refused to allow her to be tainted like the rest of them had been.
Her life had never been easy to say the least, but what will happen when both new and old enemies show up? Will she lose everyone she loves, or will Sakura be able to stop them before that happens?
Tears threatened to fill her eyes and her bottom lip started trembling. He was home. Finally, he was home. How long had it been this time? Over a year. Well over a year since he had been home, since she had had him by her side.
"Konoha needs me to protect it, just like the hospital needs you." Sasuke muttered. "There are missions that only I can go on because of my eyes. But…" Sakura's head snapped up, mouth parting ever so slightly. "I want to be there for you both. I want to be there to witness all the things my own father missed out on with myself."
Thirty years ago, the Saiyan and Human Empires came together to take down the Colds' once and for all. Now, just when they thought they would live lives of peace and happiness, their worlds are flipped upside down. Some find love, some find happiness. Others are left with scars nobody can see and a deep, unadulterated loathing and need for revenge.
We all have our issues and we all have our problems. However, it's about finding that one person who accepts all of you, who accepts not only the good, but also the bad, that makes you feel like those problems mean nothing at all.
Haruno Sakura was once the most popular girl in the school, but she disappeared for eight months and nobody knows where she went or why. When she returns, it's like everyone has turned against her and it only makes what she has been through that much harder.
No, her secret was not anything too impressive, but it had caught her the Copy–Nin's attention. And appreciative glances. Glances that had soon been filled with a lot of lust and hunger and heat. Her secret made her feel powerful as a woman.
Now it was kind of hard to explain what they were. They weren't in a relationship and if anyone was to find out about them, they would be frowned upon. No, it wasn't all that strange for random shinobi to fall into bed together, but they were usually one night stands or secretive relationships. The man she was currently curled around, was none other than Uchiha Itachi.
He was late. He was always late. Why had she thought that today would be any different? Maybe because he was supposed to be home from a mission that lasted well over seven months?
Strangely enough, that was the last thing I remember. I remember running out to help with the small children who were all injured, but my mind goes hazy around that point. There was the sound of something approaching, perhaps a hovercraft? I'm not too sure. All I know is that things got hot. Unbearably hot. And I could hear Katniss yelling, screaming my name.