Participated in the Naru Big Bang Fanfic/Art Challenge;
bigbangttebayo. This is just my contribution. I hope I'm doing this right - why haven't the other artists ahhhh-
Anyone on my f-list that is following the comm as well (because I know there are a few of you), I don't mean to wreck anything before the actual reveals. Not that anyone would really care to see a silly drawing of mine anyway. ^__o
Certain people who shall remain unnamed until the 14th
senyum and
shirohime777 wrote the fic
Clash of the Snowflakes. It's a fun read! Alas I cannot claim any responsibility for the excerpts here. :D
Click for fullview. Uuuurghhh, Sakura thought, her mind in a state of misery. Her head was throbbing, her feet were aching and in the pit of her stomach was a growing feeling of apprehension. It really was very odd that the ravens should fly slow enough for them to be followed. It was odd that Kakashi should think that the temple had anything to do with the ghosts, or zombies, or whatever they were. It was odd that they shouldn’t have seen them in person. What the hell was going on?
Suddenly the merest sliver of moon peeked through the clouds.
She was so caught up in her musings that she ran straight into her captain.
“Wahhh Taichou I’m so--’ she paused.
Crows.
There must have been thousands of them, perched on trees, on rocks and all along the stairs leading to the temple.
Both Kakashi and Yamato stood absolutely still. At first, Sakura couldn’t understand why they would be so scared of a flock of birds and then she saw. Amidst the birds, with hair and clothes just as black as their feathers, stood Uchiha Itachi, his eyes blazing red, a knife in hand.
She couldn’t breathe.
There was no way they could take him on. And wasn’t he dead? Sakura panicked for a bit in her head and then, another figure stepped out from the shadows. And another figure.
Interestingly… they looked quite like Sasori and Deidara.
Ohhhh fuuuuuuu----
Line art by
dobesaurus. Forgot the exact scene when explaining so can of tuna = whole fish.
Also, don't ask where Kakashi's legs went. BLAME DOBE.
Hidan found himself dragged from his comfortable backpack and hung upside down.
“aklu gfoiajfe dc WHAT THE FU---” he managed to scream before a rag was stuffed in his mouth. A funny-tasting rag.
“MMMMPPPHHHH MMMMPPH MMMMPH!!!”
“Hey!!! Who gave you permission to use my underwear!!?” Naruto fumed.
“Naruto,” said Yamato coolly, “In war, precious things are sacrificed for the common good.”
Hidan screamed his muffled disagreement.
“Now now,” said Kakashi cheerfully. “Hidan-kun, would you be so kind as to relate all information concerning one…Jashin?”
Hidan gave him a look that said, “If I ever get the opportunity I will bite your balls off.”
“Oh dear,” Kakashi said, feigning pity. “Whatever shall we do? We just happen to have all of these starving alley cats, and oops,” and here he poured the juice from a can of tuna on him, “We have nothing to feed them with.” On cue, some several dozen alley cats jumped into the room. Kakashi held Hidan high enough so that he was out of reach but he could just see those mouths opening and closing in anticipation. They pawed the air and stared at him with dull, blank yellow eyes, so completely inhuman and filled only with a deep and carnivorous hunger for flesh.
He’d always hated cats.
“Does Kitty want a bite?” Kakashi crooned, pulling Hidan in and out of reach of the sea of felines.
Hidan tried to be brave but he finally mumbled an apology and Kakashi shrewdly noted his change of expression. “Good, good,” he said, and sent Sakura and Naruto to rid the room of cats. Yamato gave the felines one long, cold stare and they fled the room instantly.
“What?” he said, when he noticed everyone looking at him. The others shook their head and began the interrogation.
Sai gingerly removed the gag. Hidan spat on the ground.
“You little fag!! Wash your fucking pants once in a while! Uurrrrrrrrrrrrgh I feel so sick,” he groaned.
Neji and Lee from
thursday_kat's
A Good Team. Definitely worth a read too! As soon as I saw this scene requested I knew I wanted to draw it. c:
Sorry about the lame buildings, I tried to make it all city-ish but it... didn't work.
There is such a thing as a life you never planned on living. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing; it’s simply a different path from the one you imagined you’d find yourself on in those hazy days of childhood. I never thought that I’d one day find myself perched on the roof of a building, childhood friend at my side, acting like some demented nutjob who thinks he’s a superhero.
rot_chan's
Spokes is such a thought-provoking, emotional ride of a story. I was so out of it after having just read it - this horrible scribble does not do it justice. ;; (It's Sasuke, by the way.)
And as I shut the door behind me, I saw them at the end of the hall standing around a girl.
(It was Hinata.)
I really should have known what was going on.
I recognized Karin and a few other girls from the council, even from my math class. I saw Hinata, standing by the lockers with her book bag open, her books spilled out around her feet in a mess, her face bright red, her hands clenched into nervous fists.
I could gather what they were saying all the way down the hall.
The girls were yelling at her. They were calling her names, degrading her in hopes of tearing her down. Stay away. Back off. Loser....
In one brief second, I thought - thought - I saw Hinata turn her head and I swear - she looked at me.
(Help - )
Suddenly I was at the door, then flying down the stairs, as if I'd imagined it.
Quietly, I walked through the side stage and peeked in -
- and there I saw Hinata trying on the dress the one I always wished I could steal to wear - it was Kin's dress, the very dress Hinata had helped sew and design for the scene where Sandy goes to the school dance. A silken princess's dress, a sparkling pink bow around the waist, with beautiful lace straps. Her back turned to me, almost like a stranger.
It was almost ridiculous. Like, out of a movie. Because the dress she'd tried on - it made her look more beautiful than she would ever realize, because she was meant to wear it and I never was.
How could I ever wear a dress like that and look so flawless without even trying? How could anybody? I scowled.
(Now I hate myself for my jealousy.)
I quickly walked away, back to my place backstage, back to my script, back to watching the practice. In that moment, Hinata Hyuuga was someone. More than Someone. She was the cheerleading captain who won a cheer competition. A Miss Universe contestant who just won for Evening Gown. A Homecoming queen. She was the true Star, not Kin, a perfect Sandy with the wrong hair color, perfect for the show.
I should have been happy for her.