The reason this time around is distinctly neither of those.Ĭhouza puts a hand on her shoulder, huge and warm and gentle even through the layers of borrowed kimono her mum hastily stuffed her into. Shikako can hardly count the number of times she's been in the Akimichi clan compound's ceremonial hall, but it's only ever been in two contexts: as her father's daughter, or as Chouji's friend. "Long live Queen Shikako, first of her name, sovereign of Land of the Moon!"Ī scant hour later, barely an eye blink, she finds the nightmare has relocated. The leader looks up, meets her eyes, and intones,
The contingent exchange glances amongst themselves before, in unison, kneeling and bowing-bright flower petals falling to the ground. Shizune nods, and so Shikako repeats more firmly, "Yes." "Yes?" she says, before spotting Shizune beyond the cloud of silk and embroidery. Sakura, blinking sleepily in a visitor's chair, sits up Sasuke, leaning against the wall, straightens out and readies his stance. She uncurls from her spot on Kakashi-sensei's bed, getting slowly to her feet. "Shikako Nara?" they ask, finery and coiffed hair so different from her research frenzied muss. It's an ignoble setting, but that's where it begins.Ī royal messenger from the Land of the Moon with full retinue-including the familiar stoic face of Captain Korega-come for her in the morning. She and Sasuke and Sakura are all but camped in his room, notes strewn with extra blankets, hair ribbons mixed with whetting stones and arm guards.Įxcept for missions and hospital rotations, quick trips home for showers and changes of clothes, the three of them-four of them, to Kakashi's continued reluctance-can be found in his room. 7:28 to be exact, the hospital clock tick-tick-ticking alongside the monitors beep-beep-beeping Kakashi's proof of life.
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