Naruto One Shots

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 22) who would you want your partner to be in the akatsuki?

At first, I was thinking Itachi or Konan. Both are calm and usually easy to get a long with, but they also have personal motives and aren't adraid to just leave my booty in the battlefield if Sasuke or Obito is there.

So conclusion? Kisame- the absolute shark boy bro that is UNDERRATED and looks like he would offer you great advice, such big bro energy that I aspire to have :')

But everyone has their own faults so I would have to deal with his pride, but I don't mind it lol.

How many of you agree? How many of you would choose another person, and who?

Alrighty then,

Bye bye, lovelies~<3

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The Land of Snow. You were the daughter of the man who was the head leader of a clan that specializes in the genjutsu that fused ice in it. 

Using your ability to trap someone in a genjutsu, you can freeze them to death or make them have hypothermia  inside of the illusion, meanwhile literally freezing their body in reality.

Even with this cool(pun intended) trick, your clan was shunned out from the rest during the aftermath of the  Second Shinobi War in fear your family would rebel. 

Your family and you became wandering travelers. 

This wasn't even the beginning of your suffering. 

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Dressing in the proper warm clothing, you sat on the edge of a snowy cliff. All around you were large trees that were able to hold the heavy weight of snow. A couple of yards away where where your family camped out, twenty small tents given to your aunts, uncles, and cousins. It's been so long, you barely remember home. 

"Y/n." you heard your brother/sister/cousin if you don't have siblings, his/her boots mushing in the snow as they jogged towards you. "Papa told me we have to go in the tents." 

Standing up, you yawned softly, the snow freckling your cheeks while you walked back closer to the little site. You had a tent of your own, mostly because you were a higher class than most of your family. But it felt lonely sometimes, so you would let a few younger/older kids sleep with you for more warmth and company. 

Once you and the other three kids snuggled together in a unperverted manner, you closed your eyes, allowing slumber to take control of your body. 

"Goodnight, family."

"Y/n! Y/n!" 

Sitting up, you heard screams and people running. Your father, his face slightly tainted with blood, grabbed your arm to raise you up. The children were gone, making those shivers in your back stronger. "Father, what's happening?!" you asked in a whisper while he rushed out of the tent. 

"Mercenary ninjas."  he told you, running with your still in his grasp. Looking around, your eyes widened. 

Bodies. Blood. Gore. Your family members that you've been raised side by side with, all laid down with bones poking out, some still calling out for help. Tearing up, you closed your eyes, not wanting to see it anymore. 

"Over!" A man's voice, scratchy and rusty shouted. You were still afraid to open your eyes, but the last thing you knew your father had pushed you away into the forest, saving you. That was when you opened your eyes, watching the horror of the person who helped give birth to you die.