Benevolent (Discontinued)

Special: Christmas 🎄

I am only back, at the moment, to publish this. I love the picture above. It is late, indeed. I am still on break, though, but enjoy. There will be a range of different stories for different characters and their experiences and then a Christmas party at the end of the chapter. I apologise if characters are out of character. This will be a long boi. Enjoy! 🍊🍫
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Christmas! A day of joy, a day to truly remember. The children of Konoha adored the holiday where they managed to gain gifts, with Christmas stockings full of chocolates and oranges. It was a momentous occasion: for most people, that is. What you will read is how everyone celebrated Christmas, in different ways, yet still held the same, pleasant mannerisms...somewhat.

Zabuza [🌊] and Kakashi [🐶]

Let us start: You see, Zabuza was being the Christmas Grinch and needed someone to teach him about Christmas-Kakashi get back in your corner you closet pervert. He had never fully celebrated Christmas, nor did he find any point in it. Instead, he consumed his Sake in a corner, with a sad excuse of a Santa hat on his head [courtesy of Haku].

He rose the bottle to his lips again, drowning away his sorrows in a silent demeanor. He cried himself to sleep every night in a ball in the basement. Yukiya didn't realise she had a basement. She was wondering why she heard a loud, deep-voiced, ugly cry from below her kitchen: all that could be said was she was both terrified and relieved to find him crying in her basement.

"Demon of the Mist?" Kakashi sat on the windowsill with a look of his. The male held a present behind his back to surprise him.
"Fuck off Kakashi. I'm not in the mood." He placed his head in his hands once he placed the Sake down. Despite how strong he seemed, he was hurting inside. He felt so damn unlikable, unlovable. He had his own demons, and they plagued him even in his moments of rest. He was always seen as a monster, always had to kill to survive himself. He felt disappointed in himself for all that he had caused. He kept remembering the bridge incident, or another incident where he had been suffering with nightmares and Yukiya had tried to calm the storm- on impulse, he had nearly strangled her. It was never spoken about.

He refused to look the other ninja in the eye as tears he expressed ran down his arms and soaked his fingertips. A sniffle erupted from his throat: his fingers dug into his skin as he released a cry he didn't realise he had. He needed help to cope with his demons...he felt vulnerable.

"Zabuza..." Kakashi jumped from the windowsill to embrace him. Almost immediately, Zabuza unravelled himself to embrace the male: Zabuza's arms were wrapped around his waist, his legs were on either side of the male and his head was his shoulder: Kakashi had his hands placed against his chest, entirely flustered, as he was almost trapped between his legs. [😏] Kakashi allowed his tears to soak his clothes as he whispered sweet nothings into his ear: Zabuza used this time to run his hands through Kakashi's locks, twirling one strand around his finger as his sniffles died down after some time, and all that was left was the bitter sweet silence.

"T-Thank you...I...needed this."
"If you ever need anyone to talk to, anyone to hug, I'm here, "Kakashi spoke with a delicacy lacing his tone. Zabuza noted how soft his tone was, how tender his touch was against his skin.

"Even though you're the one hugging the daylights out of me-quite the change of events." His tone was quite teasing towards the taller male: until his closed eye smile, a genuine one placed underneath his mask, made him blush. "Why don't we celebrate Christmas together?" He tilted his head to the side, staring into the male's spheres with that same, closed eye smile.

"I...would love to."

Akira [🌺] and Sasuke [🍅]

Akira was sleeping currently, despite it now being around 12pm. She was sprawled rather awkwardly across the bed, drool dropping from her lips-with a massive THUD! she fell from her bed, now curled in a ball. Sasuke, being his normally possessive-seriously-stop-you-are-creeping-everyone-out persona, was watching her sleep in a corner, with a gift in his hand. He had been doing this for around two hours, even dozing off at some point during the course of this. For some reason no one had told him to stop doing this, as it was seen as normal Sasuke behaviour. (Ya what m8?)