#honoou

And now whenever they have a fight Sasuke’s like: “yeah remember when you were three and had a crush on me? Good old times you little bastard!

first of all, THANK YOu!! Im glad you like my art, and i really wanna say that reading your tags whenever you reblog something of mine on your shounen blog makes me smile so much! you're too kind :')

second, im really sorry this took forever and it only turned out to be a sketch... this time of year is super busy and cold, which makes it hard for me to do anything other than lay around covered up on blankets haha

sharinganless | dattebaro | thepapertigerlily

Konohana's summon: a fierce warrior, combative and self-confident, hard to tame. (Earth element, water element)

Honoou's summon: a quiet fellow, who serves as a support. (wind element)

Shinachiku's summon: Swordsman, Tufts of (healing) chakra stick to its horns. (earth element)

"o-oka—" he gulped, shaking his head, and spoke a little louder, "okay." he could feel cold sweat rolling down at the back of his neck, unsure what his father’s training methods would entail. at his father’s last condition, he raised a questioning brow. a bit confused, wondering if this included his close friends, but honoou nodded anyway.

he nervously spoke with a steady voice, stammer hopefully unheard, “okay, i’m ready. what do i do?”

"What isn’t?" He snapped, pressure finally getting into him as he tried to patch up their other teammate, yet in the back of his head everything was spiraling into ruins. The mission was a complete failure—none of them had seen the ambush coming. And now one of them are dying from poison, and neither of them know a thing about toxins.

           He shook his head—now is not the time to get angry at his senpai, or anyone else. He, no, they have to save their teammate before it’s too late. “We, we got to save her. Kohei-senpai, we can’t let it spread into her system.”

"Honō.."

Cold lifeless eyes stared down at the frantic boy and the dying girl. He didn't know much about poison but he knew she had an hour tops left. Neither he nor Honō were medics, even if they were they wouldn't necessarily be able to do anything against this particular type of poison. 

                              "  H o n ō  ! "

His hand reached forward to rest on the boy's shoulder. "Forget her. There's nothing we can do. Let's go." They were harsh words, but they were the truth. Honestly speaking, Kohei didn't care about the girl. The only significance she had to him was that they were on a mission together. But the mission had failed, she; no all them, had failed in their duties as Shinobi. 

"No." He lifted his sword, positioned it between his senpai’s eyes. "I’d never hurt someone I admire."