Fairytale - Naruto drabbles - Orochimaru/Tsunade
Title: Fairytale
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Orochimaru/Tsunade, Dan/Tsunade minor
Rating: M (for later chapters)
Summary: She was Konoha's very own princess, the last heiress of the Senju clan. But with her prince dead and her kingdom burning around her, her life was no fairytale. Series of drabbles that is as canon compliant as I could make it. I have my own timeline for Naruto, though, which took ages to work out so it all fits. Also a warning, there's rather a lot of angst.
disclaimer: I do not own a single thing, just my warped fantasies.
12
Tsunade lands hard on the ground, caught off guard by the attack. She's twelve and preparing for Jounin exams but she's fighting against Orochimaru and he's just so damn fast...
A hand is offered and she takes it, glancing at the pale boy who has just beaten her.
"That was a good move," she admits grudgingly and he simply nods in acknowledgment.
"We'll try it again and this time put up more of a fight, hime."
She looks at him questioningly. This isn't the first time he spouted that nickname for her and she itches to know what he means by that.
"Why do you call me that?" she asks and he smirks almost evilly. She has asked that question time and again without getting any answer from him. But today he seems to be in a good mood as he teases her.
"Evade my next attack and I might tell you."
She huffs in annoyance but obligingly slips into the fighting stance. She won't waste this chance and so she prepares herself for what she knows is coming. She doesn't evade it totally when it comes but it's just a glancing blow that merely shakes her balance a bit and Orochimaru nods approvingly. Tsunade looks over to where Sarutobi-sensei trains with Jiraiya and seeing them coming over, she looks at Orochimaru expectantly.
"Well?" she asks, propping her hands on her hips.
"You didn't evade it, Tsunade-hime," he replies to wind her up a bit more but then relents. "But I'll tell you anyway. I call you hime because you are one."
He falls silent and Tsunade waits. When it becomes clear it's all the explanation she's going to get she tries to punch him in the arm.
"That's all? It doesn't make sense."
"And you are supposed to be smart," Orochimaru sighs mockingly and twists out of her reach. "Think about it. You are the only daughter in the Senju direct line. In Konoha, it's as good as royalty."
Tsunade falls silent. Looking at it like that does make sense.
"If I'm the princess, what are the three of you?" she gestures at her team. Orochimaru looks at their teacher and teammate.
"Sarutobi-sensei is a nobleman. Jiraiya..." he smirks and she knows he's going to insult his friend in a creative way. "Jiraiya is a mongrel and always will be."
Tsunade giggles at that because Jiraiya is arguing with Sarutobi-sensei and his head shakes and his hair fly around like a mane. It's easy to picture him as an overgrown pet.
"And you? What are you?"
He pins her with his yellow eyes and it's suddenly getting harder to breathe.
"I am what I want to be, hime," he whispers. "I might be a mongrel like Jiraiya, though a cultured one. I might be a friend or I might become something else..." he trails off and looks away as if he has revealed too much. Tsunade wants to ask but the rest of the team arrives and Sarutobi-sensei wants to review their progress so the moment is lost and that line of questioning is not picked up again.
She thinks about Orochimaru's words on the way home. She is a princess and Konoha is her kingdom. Drawing the parallels further, Sarutobi-sensei is a regent who guards the kingdom for the rightful successor. Not her, she doesn't want to become Hokage but if she is the princess, then her little brother is a prince and he will take over once the time is right. The fantasy looks nice and she allows herself to become lost in it.
The mongrel Jiraiya - another giggle escapes her at the thought - will fullfill the role of a court jester nicely. But what about Orochimaru?
I am what I want to be, hime.
She shivers at the memory but the question is what does she want him to be? Her friend? Her protector? She's able to take care of herself just fine but the tradition dictates that a princess has a bodyguard. She imagines herself in an elaborate kimono with nine layers, her hair pinned up and face made up like a mebina doll, Orochimaru behind her, wearing samurai armor and helmet, an unsheathed sword held at the ready.
Tsunade shakes her head to dispel the image. It doesn't fit somehow. Even as young as she is, she instinctively knows Orochimaru wasn't born to follow anyone else. He will be the one to lead others, his nature demands it. But princesses do not follow either. A compromise must be reached.
She sees herself as a princess again but he no longer stands behind her. He's at her side, dressed up like her and they are equals. Partners.
"Companions."
The word escapes her and she blushes furiously and hopes no one overheard. She also blushes because she has just realized she is crushing hard on her teammate and when you are twelve and have known the said teammate for a half of your life, such a realization is rather awkward.
Still, they would look good together, she admits and allows herself to fantasize for a bit longer. She's a princess, after all and she's allowed to dream even in the shinobi world.
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Orochimaru/Tsunade, Dan/Tsunade minor
Rating: M (for later chapters)
Summary: She was Konoha's very own princess, the last heiress of the Senju clan. But with her prince dead and her kingdom burning around her, her life was no fairytale. Series of drabbles that is as canon compliant as I could make it. I have my own timeline for Naruto, though, which took ages to work out so it all fits. Also a warning, there's rather a lot of angst.
disclaimer: I do not own a single thing, just my warped fantasies.
12
Tsunade lands hard on the ground, caught off guard by the attack. She's twelve and preparing for Jounin exams but she's fighting against Orochimaru and he's just so damn fast...
A hand is offered and she takes it, glancing at the pale boy who has just beaten her.
"That was a good move," she admits grudgingly and he simply nods in acknowledgment.
"We'll try it again and this time put up more of a fight, hime."
She looks at him questioningly. This isn't the first time he spouted that nickname for her and she itches to know what he means by that.
"Why do you call me that?" she asks and he smirks almost evilly. She has asked that question time and again without getting any answer from him. But today he seems to be in a good mood as he teases her.
"Evade my next attack and I might tell you."
She huffs in annoyance but obligingly slips into the fighting stance. She won't waste this chance and so she prepares herself for what she knows is coming. She doesn't evade it totally when it comes but it's just a glancing blow that merely shakes her balance a bit and Orochimaru nods approvingly. Tsunade looks over to where Sarutobi-sensei trains with Jiraiya and seeing them coming over, she looks at Orochimaru expectantly.
"Well?" she asks, propping her hands on her hips.
"You didn't evade it, Tsunade-hime," he replies to wind her up a bit more but then relents. "But I'll tell you anyway. I call you hime because you are one."
He falls silent and Tsunade waits. When it becomes clear it's all the explanation she's going to get she tries to punch him in the arm.
"That's all? It doesn't make sense."
"And you are supposed to be smart," Orochimaru sighs mockingly and twists out of her reach. "Think about it. You are the only daughter in the Senju direct line. In Konoha, it's as good as royalty."
Tsunade falls silent. Looking at it like that does make sense.
"If I'm the princess, what are the three of you?" she gestures at her team. Orochimaru looks at their teacher and teammate.
"Sarutobi-sensei is a nobleman. Jiraiya..." he smirks and she knows he's going to insult his friend in a creative way. "Jiraiya is a mongrel and always will be."
Tsunade giggles at that because Jiraiya is arguing with Sarutobi-sensei and his head shakes and his hair fly around like a mane. It's easy to picture him as an overgrown pet.
"And you? What are you?"
He pins her with his yellow eyes and it's suddenly getting harder to breathe.
"I am what I want to be, hime," he whispers. "I might be a mongrel like Jiraiya, though a cultured one. I might be a friend or I might become something else..." he trails off and looks away as if he has revealed too much. Tsunade wants to ask but the rest of the team arrives and Sarutobi-sensei wants to review their progress so the moment is lost and that line of questioning is not picked up again.
She thinks about Orochimaru's words on the way home. She is a princess and Konoha is her kingdom. Drawing the parallels further, Sarutobi-sensei is a regent who guards the kingdom for the rightful successor. Not her, she doesn't want to become Hokage but if she is the princess, then her little brother is a prince and he will take over once the time is right. The fantasy looks nice and she allows herself to become lost in it.
The mongrel Jiraiya - another giggle escapes her at the thought - will fullfill the role of a court jester nicely. But what about Orochimaru?
I am what I want to be, hime.
She shivers at the memory but the question is what does she want him to be? Her friend? Her protector? She's able to take care of herself just fine but the tradition dictates that a princess has a bodyguard. She imagines herself in an elaborate kimono with nine layers, her hair pinned up and face made up like a mebina doll, Orochimaru behind her, wearing samurai armor and helmet, an unsheathed sword held at the ready.
Tsunade shakes her head to dispel the image. It doesn't fit somehow. Even as young as she is, she instinctively knows Orochimaru wasn't born to follow anyone else. He will be the one to lead others, his nature demands it. But princesses do not follow either. A compromise must be reached.
She sees herself as a princess again but he no longer stands behind her. He's at her side, dressed up like her and they are equals. Partners.
"Companions."
The word escapes her and she blushes furiously and hopes no one overheard. She also blushes because she has just realized she is crushing hard on her teammate and when you are twelve and have known the said teammate for a half of your life, such a realization is rather awkward.
Still, they would look good together, she admits and allows herself to fantasize for a bit longer. She's a princess, after all and she's allowed to dream even in the shinobi world.