Take Warning (Naruto, Yondaime Hokage (Namikaze Minato) x Uchiha Shisui, #13
Author/Artist: yukari_rin
Pairing: Yondaime Hokage (Namikaze Minato) x Uchiha Shisui
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: #13, excessive chain
Rating: T
Word Count: 970
Notes: For wolf_crossbreed. Just because. ♥ Onii-chan loves you, otouto!
Disclaimer: Naruto and related properties belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Excessive, adjective - more than is desirable; unrestrained, especially with regard to feelings
Chain, figurative - a force or factor that restricts someone
Visitors to the Fire nation always comment on the year-round summery weather. Never too cold, never too hot. And the nights, they always sigh... the balmy nights when the crickets sing.
It was one such night in early October, Shisui noticed as she climbed the worn steps she had climbed for so many years. But not recently. There was a fresh coat of paint on the door, the small little entryway swept just that morning. She knocked twice and held her hands clasped before her.
“One moment, please!” a jovial voice called from the other side. Heavy footfalls preceded the unlatching of the door lock and the easy swing of the door. Large green eyes grew even wider. “Uchiha-san!” Shisui nodded in greeting. “Minato's still at the Tower, if you were looking for him.”
“Thank you, I know. There is something I need to speak to him about, off the record.”
“You can't do that there?” she asked, sliding a hand over the large bulge of late pregnancy. 'Leave us alone.'
Shisui rose to her full height, standing several inches above Kushina. “I cannot.”
The redhead's throat tightened, but she knew enough to step down from the argument and opened the door for Shisui to step inside.
It was very much the same as it always had been. Clean and orderly, but the faint warmth it had always contained had burst over and made it into a home. Shisui sat hesitantly on the edge of a new chair and glanced at her hostess. “If I interrupted you, please go back to what you were doing. I know my visit is sudden, you needn't set yourself behind schedule due to my rudeness.”
Kushina smiled hesitantly, and her offer for refreshment was politely refused. Shisui peeked at the clock sitting above the small television (next to a picture of Minato and Kushina on their wedding day and his former Genin Team. It used to be a picture of Team Jiraiya beside the one of his own team.), only a few minutes before he'd be home.
The sound of the lock once more being undone made her rise, though she stayed in the living room. Kushina was busy cooking and didn't hear her husband return. He stopped in the doorway, frozen. The surprise at seeing her written clearly on his face. “Shisui...”
She swallowed and rubbed her palms against the thick knit of her pants. “I have something I need to tell you.” Her voice was level, but held a note of danger.
He nodded and motioned for her to follow him to the room that was in the process of becoming the nursery. The overhead light had been removed for its replacement, so one small bedside lamp on a table near the cradle was all there was to provide light. The lampshade was green, casting an eerie glow along the soft blue walls.
“Is everything alright, Shisui?” Minato asked softly, brows creased in concern.
“Your wife and child are in danger,” she replied, fingers brushing over the dark wood of a changing table.
He tensed, hands folding in before he unclenched them. “How do you know this?”
“I cannot say. But they are not the only ones in danger. Those you have sworn to protect, the entire village may be in grave danger.” She held her hand up to stop him from speaking. “You were going to ask 'why should I trust you?', weren't you? Believe me, Minato, please. I've never lied to you before. I haven't even spoken to you in private since you've been married. I'm telling you this because...” She closed her eyes, waiting for the pressure in her throat to pass. He stepped closer and laid a hand on her upper arm.
“I want her to be safe. For you. Minato, you must send her away.”
“Why? What's going on?” He curled his fingers into her bare flesh. She jerked her head up and narrowed her eyes.
“Something big. Something that even I don't know all about.”
“Stop speaking in riddles.”
“I can't!” she hissed. Shisui pulled her arm free and walked to the large window that overlooked the village. “I will try to persuade them to go further away from the village beforehand, but even that may not be enough.” She turned her face to him, body silhouetted in the moonlight, face shadowed. “Be prepared, Minato.”
“Are the Uchiha revolting?”
“That depends on whom you ask, don't you think?”
“What will happen if they find out you warned me?”
She smiled sadly and watched her reflection. “I'm breaking the rules, you know what happens to those who do so.”
He closed his eyes. “But you still came?”
“The funny thing about emotions is that they can still be generated in certain regards even when you wish that they wouldn't. I'm bound by my word to my family, but my heart stopped being theirs long ago.”
She pushed her hand away from the window sill and headed to the door. She paused as she passed him, lifting a hand to his shoulder. “Whatever may happen, I swear I'll do whatever I can to make it right.”
He placed his hand over hers before she could leave. “Be careful,” he whispered and released her. The door opened and closed, leaving him alone in his soon-to-be son's room. Kushina entered a few minutes later and wrapped her arms around him, leaning forward to keep the pressing of her stomach to a minimum. He folded his hands over her small arms and sighed.
“Come on, supper is ready.”
He drew her arms down and held her face in his hands, kissing her gently. “I would give my life for you and our son.”
Kushina blinked and rose to the balls of her feet. “And so would I.”
Pairing: Yondaime Hokage (Namikaze Minato) x Uchiha Shisui
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: #13, excessive chain
Rating: T
Word Count: 970
Notes: For wolf_crossbreed. Just because. ♥ Onii-chan loves you, otouto!
Disclaimer: Naruto and related properties belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Excessive, adjective - more than is desirable; unrestrained, especially with regard to feelings
Chain, figurative - a force or factor that restricts someone
Visitors to the Fire nation always comment on the year-round summery weather. Never too cold, never too hot. And the nights, they always sigh... the balmy nights when the crickets sing.
It was one such night in early October, Shisui noticed as she climbed the worn steps she had climbed for so many years. But not recently. There was a fresh coat of paint on the door, the small little entryway swept just that morning. She knocked twice and held her hands clasped before her.
“One moment, please!” a jovial voice called from the other side. Heavy footfalls preceded the unlatching of the door lock and the easy swing of the door. Large green eyes grew even wider. “Uchiha-san!” Shisui nodded in greeting. “Minato's still at the Tower, if you were looking for him.”
“Thank you, I know. There is something I need to speak to him about, off the record.”
“You can't do that there?” she asked, sliding a hand over the large bulge of late pregnancy. 'Leave us alone.'
Shisui rose to her full height, standing several inches above Kushina. “I cannot.”
The redhead's throat tightened, but she knew enough to step down from the argument and opened the door for Shisui to step inside.
It was very much the same as it always had been. Clean and orderly, but the faint warmth it had always contained had burst over and made it into a home. Shisui sat hesitantly on the edge of a new chair and glanced at her hostess. “If I interrupted you, please go back to what you were doing. I know my visit is sudden, you needn't set yourself behind schedule due to my rudeness.”
Kushina smiled hesitantly, and her offer for refreshment was politely refused. Shisui peeked at the clock sitting above the small television (next to a picture of Minato and Kushina on their wedding day and his former Genin Team. It used to be a picture of Team Jiraiya beside the one of his own team.), only a few minutes before he'd be home.
The sound of the lock once more being undone made her rise, though she stayed in the living room. Kushina was busy cooking and didn't hear her husband return. He stopped in the doorway, frozen. The surprise at seeing her written clearly on his face. “Shisui...”
She swallowed and rubbed her palms against the thick knit of her pants. “I have something I need to tell you.” Her voice was level, but held a note of danger.
He nodded and motioned for her to follow him to the room that was in the process of becoming the nursery. The overhead light had been removed for its replacement, so one small bedside lamp on a table near the cradle was all there was to provide light. The lampshade was green, casting an eerie glow along the soft blue walls.
“Is everything alright, Shisui?” Minato asked softly, brows creased in concern.
“Your wife and child are in danger,” she replied, fingers brushing over the dark wood of a changing table.
He tensed, hands folding in before he unclenched them. “How do you know this?”
“I cannot say. But they are not the only ones in danger. Those you have sworn to protect, the entire village may be in grave danger.” She held her hand up to stop him from speaking. “You were going to ask 'why should I trust you?', weren't you? Believe me, Minato, please. I've never lied to you before. I haven't even spoken to you in private since you've been married. I'm telling you this because...” She closed her eyes, waiting for the pressure in her throat to pass. He stepped closer and laid a hand on her upper arm.
“I want her to be safe. For you. Minato, you must send her away.”
“Why? What's going on?” He curled his fingers into her bare flesh. She jerked her head up and narrowed her eyes.
“Something big. Something that even I don't know all about.”
“Stop speaking in riddles.”
“I can't!” she hissed. Shisui pulled her arm free and walked to the large window that overlooked the village. “I will try to persuade them to go further away from the village beforehand, but even that may not be enough.” She turned her face to him, body silhouetted in the moonlight, face shadowed. “Be prepared, Minato.”
“Are the Uchiha revolting?”
“That depends on whom you ask, don't you think?”
“What will happen if they find out you warned me?”
She smiled sadly and watched her reflection. “I'm breaking the rules, you know what happens to those who do so.”
He closed his eyes. “But you still came?”
“The funny thing about emotions is that they can still be generated in certain regards even when you wish that they wouldn't. I'm bound by my word to my family, but my heart stopped being theirs long ago.”
She pushed her hand away from the window sill and headed to the door. She paused as she passed him, lifting a hand to his shoulder. “Whatever may happen, I swear I'll do whatever I can to make it right.”
He placed his hand over hers before she could leave. “Be careful,” he whispered and released her. The door opened and closed, leaving him alone in his soon-to-be son's room. Kushina entered a few minutes later and wrapped her arms around him, leaning forward to keep the pressing of her stomach to a minimum. He folded his hands over her small arms and sighed.
“Come on, supper is ready.”
He drew her arms down and held her face in his hands, kissing her gently. “I would give my life for you and our son.”
Kushina blinked and rose to the balls of her feet. “And so would I.”