Misplaced in time, Team Seven makes the most of it in the Warring Clans Era.
A/N: This is an old work of mine. Thought I'd share it.
- Part 1 of Team Seven of The Otsutsuki Clan
When the Konoha Twelve's parents decide time travel sounds like a nice idea, due to the drunken blabber of one Minato Namikaze, the travel to the future to meet their yet to be conceived children(well, minus Itachi and Hana who are already born) and do what parents do best: Embarrass their children.
However, upon coming to the future, the previous round of Konoha's Twelve(*cough*Thirteen*cough*) are horrified at the state of things and decide to fix the shit fest that is the future.
(Meanwhile the parents, in a stellar display of reasoning, bring along a sad-drunk Orochimaru and a suffering thirteen year old Kakashi - both of which are confused at what they've become.)
"I think we’re in what will one day be the Forest of Death,” Sakura hums, eyes roaming around the clearing.
Temari glances at her before looking in askance at the tree she's propped up against.
Slowly, oh very slowly, she backs away from the trunk, keeping a watchful eye for the roots.
“Right,” she says flatly, “We’re not staying here.”
- Part 2 of Wind Howls, River Roars
‘How long has Sasuke been living with you?’
Naruko looked at Sasuke, before she shrugged. ‘Around five years, I think.’
Iruka stared at them.
‘Why did no one follow up on this?’ He asked shocked.
‘People tend to ignore me and what I do.’ Naruko said shrugging.
Sasuke nodded. ‘I’m not exactly approachable and I don’t try to be.’
Yeah sure. Great. Okay. Iruka stared at the mismatched cups again.
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15 Jun 2019