《Naruto boyfriend scenario (requests open)》BS: he comes to your rescue
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this was the end you thought to yourself. You were on an anbu mission; your leader and team was wiped out. You were the only one left, but you wouldn't be for long. You didn't have the best jutsu skills in the world, but you had your brain.
After a little while you were able to cut his arm off, but you were still more damaged than he was and it turned out he could use one handed jutsu. You decided to use your last resort.
With the little chakra you had left, you cast a genjutsu on the ninja. You held firm as he fought off your genjutsu. You reached your limit before him. He used his chakra and was about to use a lethal move on you, but he just stopped.
Is he...? No he couldn't be. You took this opportunity to deal the last blow. Small groaning came from behind you. You smiled and turned around.
Behind you was Shika and two of the ninjas in the group were knocked out next to him. You let out a small laugh before you collapsed.
When you woke up the very same man who saved you was completely on the hospital bed holding you in his sleep.
Gosh you loved him.
you laid on the floor covered in cuts. Your dad just came home drunk. You loved him, but he does this often. You could never bring yourself To hurt him. He was your last living flesh and blood.
You cried and he hit you again. He stopped for a second and you looked up from your arms. A loud shattering noise made you flinch. He broke one of his beer bottles. He raised his arm and you flicked back. He was aiming for your eyes, but you were never hit.
A kuni knife came flying from the direction of the door. Neji stomped into the house practically fuming. His arm was still outstretched from the kuni he just threw. You were scared.
"Please don't hurt him. He's all I have" you begged. Neji's face went soft into a slight smile with sad eyes. He walked into the house wordlessly, picked you up and brought you to the Hyuga compound.
Without ever really saying anything you just began to live there. Your dad came to you begging for you to come back, but he was about to kill you. You love him but had no more sympathy for that man. Your mom and brother died years ago. You grieved and moved on. He should to instead of treating you like that.
You finally found your place and it was with Neji in the Hyuga compound. You cooked and cleaned, but only because you wanted to help them. They were letting you stay there after all.
One day when you were telling Neji this for the millionth time be finally had a different response.
"If we married you wouldn't have to feel indebted to us" he said it causally but your eyes widened. You jumped into his arms repeating yes as many times as you possible could.
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The next day you found yourself at your old house. After one last breath of courage you knocked. Your dads tired, but sober, face opened the door. You smiled and handed him a letter.
"I'm getting married daddy!"
(I might make a complete fanfic on this. Comment or like if you think I should)
people had burned your village to the ground. They were looking for you because of your kekkei genkai. It was all you and your powers fault. If only you were never born.
Your eyes widened in rage and you bared your teeth as you lifted one of the men who burned your village by his neck. You squeezed until you hear a sickening yet beautiful crack. You laughed but stopped when you heard the sound of a body drop. You let your own dead body fall to the ground as you looked towards the sound. Standing there was a sexy ass man with a big ass scythe.
You looked at the ground to see another ninja from the same group dead at the mans feet. You nodded in thanks and smirked. He mirrored your look as he walked towards you.
"Have you ever heard of Lord Jashin?"
Orochimaru and Danzo have been chasing you for years. Trying to use your body for himself or trying to kill you. You couldn't stand helping someone like that. You were busy looking for answers about what happened.
You were a Uchiha who happened to be on a mission that took years. You were undercover with Danzo. You learned of the terrible plot and what happened with Itachi. You had never actually talked with the man but you admired him. You used to watch him train and copy his methods. You were never as good as he was, but you blamed it on the fact that you were younger. The same age as his little brother Sasuke to be exact.
He was your hero. Itachi saved you from your abusive house when you were little. He never actually met you, but he killed your bastard parents because they were in public beating you twin brother. He died that day, but Itachi avenged him and saved you. He was a kind soul, so why would he kill everyone? You understood the circumstance but there was another way. There always is.
However, you seemed to have hit a rough patch. You were now being chased by one of Danzo's men who found out about your existence.
Just as you killed one of the many root sent, the last man was able to out dodge you. You had a kuni heading for your eyes. Great just what you needed. You were about to activate your sharingan, but another kuni hit the other. You quickly caught the knives in front of you and slashed the mans throat.
You turned to the side to see a group of three people. Your face lit up as you saw the person who threw the kuni.
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"SASUKE!" You yelled at the familiar boy and jumped into his arms. He swung you around one time before setting you down. Tears came to your eyes as you saw his face.
"I'm so happy that you're alive" you said through tears. He smiled softly and nodded his head.
"(Y/n) we are the only two left besides my brother. You need to stay safe. Stay with me" You nodded as you laughed your ass off. Sasuke have you a curious look. You eyes widened.
"You don't know?!" You yelled. He got angry and pouted.
"Itachi is not wrong party here. Danzo, the leader of root is at fault" you explained everything to him. He still didn't completely believe you but he really wanted to. Now your group had a new goal. Find Itach and demand answers. Then get the oldest Uchiha alive and kill the man who ruined your family and clan.
you looked back on your life. You lived well. did want you want despite being kicked out of your village for it. well that and the fact that you had a god like kekkei genkai. You had the power of creation. Somewhere along the line someone found out that fact that if they drink your blood they could gain power as well (whoops?). Blood=power. Power=greed. Greed=death. Fun.
Now here you are laying in a shallow river, rocks scratching your back and your precious blood tuning the water red. Sadly you didn't have the power of seeing the future. So when a greedy ninja found your back turned you mcouldn't know that he decided to stab you with a blunt pole. He stole some blood out of your back and wham. You fell in the river. You were just about Mcdead.
You laughed to yourself. Only (y/a) and you're already dying. Your heard footsteps from besides you. One set heavy and one set light as feathers.
"I'll go get you some water" a young male voice said. Here we go, you thought. He was gonna come over and scream before running away. Fun. You sighed waiting for the scream, but it never came. You looked to your side only to see a beautiful brunette boy.
He was looking at you concern written on his face. You chuckled before coughing.
"Yo" you greeted. He looked at you like you were crazy.
"Zabuza! Come! Someone's in the river!" He yelled. That name rang some bells but you couldn't remember completely. Maybe he was someone from your old village. A loud grumble was heard before more footsteps approached. As he stepped from the shadows you shot up.
"Moo moo-San!" You cheered happily. Moo moo-San took care of you for awhile after your parents died. He really hated you. After all "a ninja shouldn't have to watch some crazy ass brat". His words. Moo moo-San quirked an eyebrow before walking quickly over to you.
"(Y/n)?! What the hell happened to you? Why aren't you in the village?" He asked. You told him the story about how you did what you wanted and got kicked out maybe because you did people's missions before them, and pranked them afterwards. Some old guy had a heart attack and died. Eh who know. Moo moo-San shook his head in exasperation.
A small giggle soon turned to full laugher as the boy joined your laughter. Moo moo-San asked if he was okay, but you ended up laughing with the boy. Moo moo-San sighed again by let the boy take you with and heal you.
As he was stitching your wounds you were looking at his soft features. His gentle touch made your heart flutter.
"I'm Haku by the way. It's nice to meet you miss. (Y/n)." You looked into his eyes and said something you never thought you'd say after your brother and parents died.
"I think I love you Haku. I want to stay with you" he blushed like a tomato but nodded anyway.
your husband Iruka was working late at the school. You had a horrible day and decided to take a late night walk after eating. You made enough for Iruka so you were going to bring his dinner to him. Not many people and stores were open at this time of night and you found it serene and calming. You hummed a slower tune as you walked through the village.
Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. You jumped slightly and turned around only to come face to face with a rouge ninja. He had a wicked smile on his face as he looked at your body. You pushed him off of you and took up a fighting stance. You might not be able to beat him, by you we're a ninja, a teacher, of the leaf village and you would do anything to keep its people and your children safe.
He was a lot more skilled than you had thought before. Bruises and cuts covered your body and blood was smudged on your clothes. You had only been fighting for a few minutes.
He was about to hit you with a strong attack, but he stopped mid motion. You looked at him curiously. When he fell you sighed in relief. Another pair of arms wrapped around you, but this time they were gently and caring.
"Are you alright (y/n)?" Iruka asked worriedly. You slightly nodded he asked why you were out so late and you smiled playfully and you held up his still perfect dinner. He shook his head before you shared a laugh together.
He waited for you when you stayed overtime after that and even left early if he had work so he could walk home with you.
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