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Bunch of little scenes from chapter 30 of Troika *weeee*
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(Harry, Caleb, Bridget)
The bed jiggled and the couple soon found a third body squirming its way under the covers, kicking and writhing until it was nestled snuggly between the two larger bodies.

“Caleb, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Night, night.”

“...Dad sent you, didn’t he?”

(Sakura, Kagome)
“But...he’s still Naruto...” Sakura looked down into her lap. Truth be told, she hadn’t given any thought to the complications that might arise between her and Naruto. So far, his lack of humanity hadn’t even come to her attention in terms of relationships. “How will I know everything he knows? How will I understand him, if we’re not thinking alike?”

“Time,” Kagome answered simply, “learn together and let this bring you closer. Remember, it’s all about the journey, not the destination...or whatever that crap was.”

(Inuyasha, Naruto)
“It’s alright now,” Naruto said quietly, as if he could read the older man’s mind. “I’m fine. And everything is right again in this world—there’s nothing really left to kill me.”

Inuyasha didn’t say anything, instead opting to kiss the side of Naruto’s head in a fatherly gesture, his lips lingering in the tangled mess of hair. Naruto’s words did little to quell his anxiety; He had almost lost both his boys in the last 48 hours. He knew they were old enough to fight their own battles, but damn it, sometimes he just wanted to interfere. Sometimes he just wanted to hold their hand through everything.

“I know,” he conceded, “Doesn’t stop me from worrying, though. I don’t doubt that you’d probably find something to kill you.”

(Sasuke, Hinata)
He gently grasped the hand that she had on his arm and brought it up to his lips, kissing the porcelain skin with a tingling intensity.

“Thank you,” he murmured against her hand, never breaking contact with those pearl eyes. A light blush dusted her cheeks and she smiled prettily.

He knew his relationship with the Hyuuga Heiress was far more conservative and traditional than perhaps Naruto and Sakura’s relationship. It was a slow courtship, with years of customs and traditions drilled into both nobles. They didn’t need heated necking to express their need for one another when a small but sensual peck on the hand said it all.

(Naruto)
He stared at the picture for a while, a small smile tugging at his lips as he subconsciously took in the physical likeness between him and the pair: he had her eye shape but his hair, her cheeks, but his jaw, her forehead, his nose, her skin tone, his smile...

Somehow he knew to flip it over; sure enough, on the white backside of the photograph was a hastily scribbled note.

Jiraiya,
We know you don’t believe us, but this story was very inspiring—lease don’t feel that porn is your only option! We’ve told you before but it is definitely worth naming our son after your character. Tsume took this picture the day after you left on that mission Sarutobi-jiji requested you take. Kushina is due any day now so you better hurry up and get back here—you can’t miss your godson’s birth!

Stay safe, we’ll see you soon,

Namikaze Minato and Kushina (and Namikaze Naruto!)

His hand shook, his eyebrows creased, and for the first time since Jiraiya’s death, Naruto cried.

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Bunch of little scenes from chapter 30 of Troika *weeee*
Top to Bottom:

(Harry, Caleb, Bridget)
The bed jiggled and the couple soon found a third body squirming its way under the covers, kicking and writhing until it was nestled snuggly between the two larger bodies.

“Caleb, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Night, night.”

“...Dad sent you, didn’t he?”

(Sakura, Kagome)
“But...he’s still Naruto...” Sakura looked down into her lap. Truth be told, she hadn’t given any thought to the complications that might arise between her and Naruto. So far, his lack of humanity hadn’t even come to her attention in terms of relationships. “How will I know everything he knows? How will I understand him, if we’re not thinking alike?”

“Time,” Kagome answered simply, “learn together and let this bring you closer. Remember, it’s all about the journey, not the destination...or whatever that crap was.”

(Inuyasha, Naruto)
“It’s alright now,” Naruto said quietly, as if he could read the older man’s mind. “I’m fine. And everything is right again in this world—there’s nothing really left to kill me.”

Inuyasha didn’t say anything, instead opting to kiss the side of Naruto’s head in a fatherly gesture, his lips lingering in the tangled mess of hair. Naruto’s words did little to quell his anxiety; He had almost lost both his boys in the last 48 hours. He knew they were old enough to fight their own battles, but damn it, sometimes he just wanted to interfere. Sometimes he just wanted to hold their hand through everything.

“I know,” he conceded, “Doesn’t stop me from worrying, though. I don’t doubt that you’d probably find something to kill you.”

(Sasuke, Hinata)
He gently grasped the hand that she had on his arm and brought it up to his lips, kissing the porcelain skin with a tingling intensity.

“Thank you,” he murmured against her hand, never breaking contact with those pearl eyes. A light blush dusted her cheeks and she smiled prettily.

He knew his relationship with the Hyuuga Heiress was far more conservative and traditional than perhaps Naruto and Sakura’s relationship. It was a slow courtship, with years of customs and traditions drilled into both nobles. They didn’t need heated necking to express their need for one another when a small but sensual peck on the hand said it all.

(Naruto)
He stared at the picture for a while, a small smile tugging at his lips as he subconsciously took in the physical likeness between him and the pair: he had her eye shape but his hair, her cheeks, but his jaw, her forehead, his nose, her skin tone, his smile...

Somehow he knew to flip it over; sure enough, on the white backside of the photograph was a hastily scribbled note.

Jiraiya,
We know you don’t believe us, but this story was very inspiring—lease don’t feel that porn is your only option! We’ve told you before but it is definitely worth naming our son after your character. Tsume took this picture the day after you left on that mission Sarutobi-jiji requested you take. Kushina is due any day now so you better hurry up and get back here—you can’t miss your godson’s birth!

Stay safe, we’ll see you soon,

Namikaze Minato and Kushina (and Namikaze Naruto!)

His hand shook, his eyebrows creased, and for the first time since Jiraiya’s death, Naruto cried.