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“Great question!” Kiba held up a finger matter-of-factly before his arms crossed over his chest. “Ya see, being the one to bring peace to all the land, I was the natural choice for Hokage. And I was close! The village elders and I even talked about it and everything. But just before it became official, I realized that Naruto was sad. It had been his dream since he was a kid, y’know? And so, generously, I turned down the role to let him have it. Yer dad has me to thank for his job.”

        Sakura waves off Himwari’s question. “Of course not. They’ll understand, after all, it’s important to teach the younger generation the basics of medical ninjutsu.” Sakura would make sure to pencil in time to help teach her niece. Besides, it’s not like the medical staff could turn down the request of the Hokage’s daughter. Sakura’s sure most of them would enjoy having Himwari around anyways.

       “If I ever can’t help teach you, I’ll be sure to set you up with another staff member. Everyone’s nice and we’ve been working with some other academy students to improve their chakra control and medical ninjutsu.” There was always a need for new medics, so they’d taken it upon themselves to help make sure the next generation would have some. Plus it would cut down on the severity and number of injuries they’d have to treat after missions if more teams had a medic nin with them.

Truthfully Himawari tried her best to avoid gaining favouritism because of her relation to the Hokage, but she knew it would happen. It was a little different with Sakura, as she was one of her parents’ best friends, but there were many times in the village where she knew (despite her smiling exterior) kindness was sometimes just extended to her because no one wanted to be the person to make the Hokage’s daughter sad. She doubted any medical ninjutsu user would really mind, but still, it was one of the things that would gnaw at her if she let it.

I’m still sad we didn’t get a moment where Kankuro finds out the truth about what went on that night Yashamaru died; because that was what really turned him against Gaara and where he thought he was a monster.

Like... How mad would he be, knowing that his Dad and Yashamaru did that on purpose to Gaara, and everything that that set in motion. He spent years hating his brother when he could have been trying to protect him. If I was Kankuro I’d be pissed.

AS  LIFE  WAS  WANT  TO  BE, gaara  often  found  himself  entrapped  in  a  world  of  politics  and  domesticity–as  enclosed  as  sunagakure  itself,  not  because  he  had  any  desire  to  become  reclusive,  but  because  his  taxing  station  demanded  it.  he  was,  and  always  would be,  happy  to  be  the  kazekage,  but  it  was  a  responsibility  that  sponged  away  his  time.  to  get  out  of  the  sand  and  into  the  gentle  shocks  of  green  and  pale,  shimmering  light  of  konahagakure,  well..  it  was  better  than  fresh  air.  

and  seeing  his  nieces  and  nephews,  by  bond  or  blood,  was  good,  too.  the  dark  ring  of  his  eyes  gently  narrows,  his  encroaching  smile  delighted.  he  bends  thoughtlessly  to  the  little  girl’s  height,  unfolding  his  arms  in  return,  coaxing  her  gently  in. ‘  it  is  good  to  see  you,  hima-chan.  i’ve  missed  you  as  well.  how  has  your  training  been  going?  keeping  out  of  trouble?  ‘

As his arms opened, Himawari gladly moved to wrap her arms around him in a warm hug. He was one of the few people she would ask permissio before hugging - mostly because she didn’t want to run to him and his sand accidentally activate. And her Papa told her Gaara was a little more reserved and, not quite knowing what that meant, Himawari wanted to be sure he was comfortable with contact. He never seemed to mind, so she took that as a good sign.

❝ well at THE MOMENT i’m appreciating my darling niece’s company! ❞ a soft smooch is pressed to whiskered cheeks – and another for good measure. how rude of hinata to have such a precious child and keep her all to herself! weren’t sister’s supposed to share?

❝ say.. does mommy know you’re here? she might get worried if you turn up missing.❞

When Himawari clinged to her more, it did give a sense of comfort, it let her mind calm down a little to let her know her daughter is still with her, she uses one hand and wipes the rest of the tears off of Himawari’s face gently as a way to comfort her back, and she gives a soft smile at her response.

“Heh, of course I’m here, I searched everywhere for you, and I wasn’t going to give up until I found you, I’m going to make sure the person that did this gets what they deserve if I ever see them again, I’ll make sure they won’t lay a finger on you again, you’re safe now.”

Hinata, even with being upset, still kept her calm composure for Himawari’s sake, Hinata was strong, and she would do anything to protect her kids, she would hunt to the end of the world and back to get her kids out of harms way.

A soft smile graced Hmawari’s lips then. She had no doubts that she was safe, and she almost felt bad for the enemy that took her for making Hinata an enemy. While Hinata was soft in nature, she was a force to be reckoned with when angered. Maybe that was where Himawari got it from... The thought almost made her giggle and she felt even more comforrted.

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Hinata’s Byakugan had activated while she was digging her daughter up and saving her from the coffin the previous enemy had put her in, all she could do this current moment was hold her daughter close, she couldn’t help but let a tear escape because she was upset that could of lost Himawari, but also mad at who did this and mad at herself. It took her a moment to answer but she softly does.

“While fighting an enemy, I couldn’t defeat him, and was knocked down, he must of grabbed you when I was down and did this to you..I’m sorry this has had to happen, it’s my fault.”

She would not blame her mother for the time that she was under ground. She would never blame her mother for much of anything truthfully. It made her cling to her mother a little tighter, and Himawari rubbed her teary face against her mother’s chest for a sense of comfort for the two of them. “They did it, not you kaa-chan,” she said softly. “But you’re here and that’s what matters.” not that Himawari wasn’t terrified, but her childish mind immediately went to wanting to comfort her mother.

Buried alive || accepting.

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She didn’t know what had happened, but she woke up in the coffin. She tried punching, screaming, and even her kekkei genkai activated but she did not have the energy needed to blast the gravel off her. There were cracks on the lid and she knew if she struck again she would have a cave in. Himawari knew she was going to run out of air eventually, and the cave in would kill her much faster. She remembered reading a story once, about how they used to put bells on the dead in case they were alive, she wished that was the case right now.

Himawari rubbed at her eyes, trying to stop herself from crying. Her breathing was erratic as it was and her eyes  would not keep activated much longer. Then, Himawari was able to get relief when she heard the scratching above her. Her eyes squinted, strained from the Byakugan but Himawari saw the hand breaking the earth and throwing away the lid. She didn’t know who it was at first, too dizzy and busy taking big gulps of air for anything else. Then she was crying again the moment she realized it was her mother.

Mun questions || accepting.