{A Nejiten gods and goddesses au
A Nejiten Bride of the water god au}
With her village plagued by drought and her family's lives on the line a seemingly impossible choice becomes a lot easier for Tenten to make.
Sacrificing herself, her dreams and h...
[This took a while to write since it's so long and a lot of things got in my way.
Note: Chakra in this story isn't exactly the same as in cannon. It's a little more akin to Reiatsu (Spiritual pressure) from Bleach and Nen from Hunter×Hunter
This is the last chapter but stay tunned since the Epilogue will be released in a few weeks as well as details on what I plan to write next...]
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Unable to keep her composure, Tenten kept fidgeting in some way.
Her toes curled in her shoes and her fingers clawed at her hands.
The attendants─Tenten couldn't bring herself to call them servants─that had been assigned to her staff fussed over ready her ready for the day ahead.
At first she'd been reluctant to accept their assistance but had been assured that they were all here out of their free will and were well paid. It was still weird to be constantly followed and fussed over.
Today she'd been dressed in arguably the most immaculate thing she'd been given thus far.
She'd been given a mostly white, teal and old china blue kimono that was accented with grey stritching and gold embroidery. The myriads of layers of silk cascaded to the floor almost like a gushing waterfall The haori she'd worn over it was dipped dyed─its white colour darkening into a bleached teal before dipping to an almost grey-teal near its hemline. Said haori had same vine-like paterns of water lilies printed on it in grey and embroidered in gold as on the kimono itself.
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[A/N: Think of something like this]
There was now doubt that if it were sold she could buy a plot of land back home as large as her village itself.
On her neck rested the necklace he'd given her just after their first meeting. It was an ancient amulet she'd been told, one that helped her mortal self withstand the lower pressure of the gods back at the Hall of the Sun and helped her manage her godly powers afterwards.
