★ Enchanted - GiyuShino ★

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Giyuu

Giyuu sat up on his bed, the dream he just had came flooding back to him.

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It felt like he was trapped in his own body, spectating his own words, actions and even thoughts. Giyuu watched himself move without giving the orders.
He was standing at a kitchen counter, his hands skillfully dicing and chopping vegetables and some daikon radish. He saw himself simmering salmon. So his dream self also loved salmon Daikon, good to know.

He heard small footsteps, a cacophony of pitter-patters across the tatami mat floor.

"Daddy?" A small voice sounds out from behind him, "Is dinner ready yet? I'm hungry."

He turned and saw a small boy, no older than 4, with the most unruly spiky hair, the roots being pitch-black, slowly fading into a deep shade of brilliant purple. His eyes had the same familiar magnificent tint. He also had the smallest, pointy nose and chin with a seemingly eternal wide-eyed gaze, making him look almost cartoonish. His striking resemblance to Shinobu was enough to make Giyuu blush profusely.

"Almost done, Gi'ichi, just a few more minutes. Can you go and tell Mommy to come down?" Giyuu hears himself say, with such a caring tone- it was almost jarring to hear it come from his mouth.

The child leaves. A few minutes later, he turns around and the door opens.

Then, he woke up.

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Wrapping his head around what he just experienced, Giyuu hears a light knocking on his door.

"Come in, Sabito."

"Oh, thank Kami, you're already awake. As you should know, unless you were dreaming about your mystery girlie, I'm here to take you to the tailors in town, fun right?" Sabito breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, lovely, I'm going to have a blast." Giyuu deadpanned, giving Sabito an empty, cold glare.

"Yeesh, Giyuu, make some ice for all of us while you're at it." Sabito laughed.

"..."

"Man, you're no fun these past few days– and I know that it's because you don't want to get married to some random girl that is probably a gold digger, So for you my friend, I have a deal!" Sabito exclaimed, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What's the deal? Then I'll tell you if I'm up to it." Giyuu asked, cautiously, he knew Sabito and his questionable ideas.

"Look, maybe you were slightly right about my relationship with Makomo-"

"Slightly? More like fully." Giyuu interrupted, throwing the other boy a smirk.

"Shut up and listen, or the deal's off. So you know when we were in town last week?" Sabito asked.

Giyuu seemed to recount an instance that stood out.

They– well, Sabito mostly, had been looking for accessories and clothes to spice up his 'drab' –as a Shinobi, Uzui Tengen, kept telling him– wardrobe. While Giyuu had been shuffling around some clothes on a rack, he caught Sabito staring at something– something that glittered in the sunlight. Giyuu turned his head slightly and almost laughed. Rings? Just what is Sabito getting himself into? Does he know marriage is permanent? I guess he and Makomo have been getting more serious than I imagined. Giyuu had then been waved off by Sabito to go on ahead without him.