IT BEGINS

IT BEGINS

Hour #8: the Botan Dōrō

Summary:

Izuna visited Tobirama at night, with a red botanical lantern in his hand.

Author: greenchair (@greencuttingmat) Rating: Teen And Up Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Izuna Other Tags: Major Character Death, non-con, Ghost Bride, ghost wedding, ghost, Izuna was already dead, forced marriage, hence the non-con, ghost, Japanese mythology Word Count: 1,958

The cicadas cried through the night. They screamed for love and the end of their life. Inside the house, Tobirama was calmly writing letters to the Daimyo. The summer this year was particularly harsh, and he foresaw a freezing winter, so he would like to <s>beg</s> haggle for a better deal. He would prefer to finish the letter quickly and then get some sleep before tomorrow's battle with the Uchiha. He would need all of his focus to fight Izuna.

Suddenly, from the periphery of his sight, he saw a light shining behind the shoji door to the garden.

"Excuse me," said a man with a voice so familiar and yet so impossible to be here. They had never met in their on the grounds of either clan. It would have been too treacherous, too bold.

<i>What were the guards doing?</i>

Tobirama pulled out a kunai, but he didn't open the door. He didn't feel any killing intent, or anything at all from the other person. <i> Was it a genjutsu?</i>

"If you won't open the door, I will come in myself." The other person announced.

Tobirama created a bunshin to stand in his place while he hid in the ceiling.

The door slid open and the person outside walked in. His steps were silent as if he was tiptoeing. His heels were covered by his long mantle. The mantle was not buttoned, just closed from the wrong side. And his face was shadowed by the light of the large lantern, as red as the spring peony.

It was Izuna.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Don't hide, Tobirama. What are you afraid of?" He said, walking right onto the kunai. Tobirama's clone would have moved away, but it was frozen in place.

Red blood bled like a wave and soaked his mantle. It was where Tobirama had last stabbed him.

Izuna smiled and looked right into the eyes of the real Tobirama.

And then Tobirama felt warm like he was sunbathing. He blinked. In front of his eyes were his brushes. He had fallen asleep on his desk and the evening sun casted shadows into the room.

There was no Izuna.

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Hour 2

Izuna: ~Nii-san~ why did you leave me to die?

Izuna: My eyes..... GIVE THEM BACK!!

Hikaku: This can't go on, Madara-sama.

Hour 2 by @kurakura0-0

BILL WATTERSON ‘A cartoonist’s advice’

Inspired by convo with @titaniafaeriequeen ♡

With all the ootsutsuki alien tech stuff (that I don’t really know bc I don’t follow boruto) it made me imagine that zetsu is some kind of weak but hardy bio-based ai-directed multipurpose tool

This is the scene of kaguya deploying it XD

She picked the mode “emergency deployment for when you fall in love with a local, get betrayed, and is about to get locked in a desolate celestial body by your offspring with little to no chance of escape”

I might make sequel of zetsu’s adventures as a cute blob just trying to navigate the world and achieve his directive

“The nights are long and cold. It has been 1768.3 sunrises since deployment. There are no other zetsus here, and I am alone.” POOR BABY 😭 he misses [Mother].