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Ficlet about Haruno Yukihiro and Hana, Sakura's parents in Teamwork. ^^ Yukihiro insisted. XD
Man, he sure changed a lot from teenagerhood to where he is now. XD
Yukihiro is seventeen when his dream is crushed for good.
It suffers its first blow at twelve, when he's held back a year at the Academy; then its second and third when twice in a row, his team is rejected by their Jounin-sensei. The experience terrifies him, until he realizes that they're not expected to beat the Jounin, just to prove that they're not going to be a complete waste of time. The third time, he has the good luck of being teamed up with a Clan member who actually listens to other opinions instead of being persuaded that being born means he's inherently above commoners, and who agrees that tricks and traps might just be better than brute force when fighting a higher-level ninja is concerned.
Yukihiro is fifteen when he's made Genin. Their sensei is slow and easygoing; and he tells them that he chose them because their training will go the same way; slow and easy. Neither of them has the spark needed to go up fast and far. The best they can expect is Chuunin. Chuunin is good; it's a rank where you can be useful, without ever feeling the crushing responsibility of holding in your hands the lives of the whole village. Also, they will have a much better chance of living to raise a family. Yukihiro is starting to notice girls, so hey, it's disappointing but he'll probably live through it.
Yukihiro is sixteen when his teammates both pass the Chuunin test, and seventeen when, with another team that he doesn't know as well but goes along reasonably well with, he finally reaches the final stage. Then he is faced with true genius. Yukihiro is good with traps and his aim is reasonably accurate, but faced with a ten year old he can't even see move, he doesn't last long. He tries not to lose his head to pride; he could lift the child with one hand -- and then the child would kick his head clean off. As a result, he holds on a whole minute and a half instead of fifteen seconds. The child thanks him for giving it his best, and Yukihiro can't even hate him for it. Maybe next time, he tells himself, and almost believes it.
Yukihiro is still seventeen when the war takes a turn for the worse and they start using Genins in the field. Yukihiro is better at being sneaky than at confrontations. He's made a messenger. He tries his best but his traps are just blasted through and his scrolls taken. He's found hours later and summarily patched up and sent back to Konoha; a month later he will know that the information he guarded so fiercely was deliberately faked; the false information cost the enemy five Chuunins. They tell him he'll never run again.
He never does.
He was never a good ninja; a little cleverer than most, accurate aim, some skill with traps, and that's it. Basic taijutsu and low-level genjutsu were the best he could ever manage. But he already knew he would never amount to much, and girls like young, tragic war-veterans anyway.
He pities himself for a few months, fulfills the requirements of his doctors to the letter, doesn't tire himself out trying harder; his nerves are dead, he can't fight with half his leg numb and his kneecap smashed into nonexistence.
He lets girls pity him and care for him, and it's nice, except when it isn't. He can't drag himself out of his funk when everyone reminds him how deep he is.
Hana cares for him when he hurts and snorts at him when he just doesn't want to try. Hana is appreciative of his ninja abilities when they're useful for a civilian, and politely uninterested when they aren't. Hana coolly refuses the bouquet of roses he gives her when she comes for his daily therapy, and blushes when he hobbles all the way from the sanatorium to her village with a messy bunch of wildflowers under his arm. Hana likes his handsome face, and teases him for his white hair. Hers is cherry-red and about as natural-looking as his own.
Their daughter's hair is pink, and when she decides that she wants to be a ninja, Yukihiro lets her; she hasn't fallen for one of his traps in years.
Man, he sure changed a lot from teenagerhood to where he is now. XD
Yukihiro is seventeen when his dream is crushed for good.
It suffers its first blow at twelve, when he's held back a year at the Academy; then its second and third when twice in a row, his team is rejected by their Jounin-sensei. The experience terrifies him, until he realizes that they're not expected to beat the Jounin, just to prove that they're not going to be a complete waste of time. The third time, he has the good luck of being teamed up with a Clan member who actually listens to other opinions instead of being persuaded that being born means he's inherently above commoners, and who agrees that tricks and traps might just be better than brute force when fighting a higher-level ninja is concerned.
Yukihiro is fifteen when he's made Genin. Their sensei is slow and easygoing; and he tells them that he chose them because their training will go the same way; slow and easy. Neither of them has the spark needed to go up fast and far. The best they can expect is Chuunin. Chuunin is good; it's a rank where you can be useful, without ever feeling the crushing responsibility of holding in your hands the lives of the whole village. Also, they will have a much better chance of living to raise a family. Yukihiro is starting to notice girls, so hey, it's disappointing but he'll probably live through it.
Yukihiro is sixteen when his teammates both pass the Chuunin test, and seventeen when, with another team that he doesn't know as well but goes along reasonably well with, he finally reaches the final stage. Then he is faced with true genius. Yukihiro is good with traps and his aim is reasonably accurate, but faced with a ten year old he can't even see move, he doesn't last long. He tries not to lose his head to pride; he could lift the child with one hand -- and then the child would kick his head clean off. As a result, he holds on a whole minute and a half instead of fifteen seconds. The child thanks him for giving it his best, and Yukihiro can't even hate him for it. Maybe next time, he tells himself, and almost believes it.
Yukihiro is still seventeen when the war takes a turn for the worse and they start using Genins in the field. Yukihiro is better at being sneaky than at confrontations. He's made a messenger. He tries his best but his traps are just blasted through and his scrolls taken. He's found hours later and summarily patched up and sent back to Konoha; a month later he will know that the information he guarded so fiercely was deliberately faked; the false information cost the enemy five Chuunins. They tell him he'll never run again.
He never does.
He was never a good ninja; a little cleverer than most, accurate aim, some skill with traps, and that's it. Basic taijutsu and low-level genjutsu were the best he could ever manage. But he already knew he would never amount to much, and girls like young, tragic war-veterans anyway.
He pities himself for a few months, fulfills the requirements of his doctors to the letter, doesn't tire himself out trying harder; his nerves are dead, he can't fight with half his leg numb and his kneecap smashed into nonexistence.
He lets girls pity him and care for him, and it's nice, except when it isn't. He can't drag himself out of his funk when everyone reminds him how deep he is.
Hana cares for him when he hurts and snorts at him when he just doesn't want to try. Hana is appreciative of his ninja abilities when they're useful for a civilian, and politely uninterested when they aren't. Hana coolly refuses the bouquet of roses he gives her when she comes for his daily therapy, and blushes when he hobbles all the way from the sanatorium to her village with a messy bunch of wildflowers under his arm. Hana likes his handsome face, and teases him for his white hair. Hers is cherry-red and about as natural-looking as his own.
Their daughter's hair is pink, and when she decides that she wants to be a ninja, Yukihiro lets her; she hasn't fallen for one of his traps in years.
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And was this supposed to make me depressed... ?
Because I really want to cry now...
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He wanted it so badly, and then, he got screwed over by the people he wanted to help the most.
Maybe I feel so strongly because it kinda hits home for me, kinda...
Being a Ninja means sacrifice, I know... but seriously, that's so fucked up... ;_;
Damn You! *fist in air*
*sighs* I think I've just had a crappy day. It's was very good... but so sad...
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*squeaks with love* (ANDOMGWASTHETENYEAROLDITACHI!?!? @_o)
This is SO sweet! I love Yukihiro. I love him to bits. I especially love Yukihiro and Hana and the wildflowery goodness. <3
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^____^
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(Sorry, I'm brainless today, I have, like, the worst case of Uchiha obsesssion - which is sort of like the clap only for your MIIIND! @_@)
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Still, that's the life of a ninja. Pony up or take a hike, I guess.
Bittersweet, that's how I would describe this fic.
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(ahah, pony up. I love this expression)
♥
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Your comment about accountants has brought the beginning of the movie Monty Python's Meaning of Life into my head--The Crimson Permanent Assurance (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Crimson_Permanent_Assurance). Basically it's a bunch of office clerks becoming pirates and sailing the wide accountant-sea. (GET IT????) Don't ask me how this got there, I'm not entirely sure how my brain made that leap myself. Maybe ninjas and pirates....
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Mmm, ninja intrigue! And yet, such a subtle but horribly biting ouch. That they expected him to fail, and took advantage of that, and that he might actually have damaged Konoha had he succeeded- wow. It's so... ninja. I love it.
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Ah, priorites. XD
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Dude, his piorities are right where they should be. Chicks dig scars, and all that. XD
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He likes Ichiro. XD We should try to imagine another believable crossover one of these days. *snerk*
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*snicker* The Haruno household would become the unofficial social magnet of the village. Unless they crashed into each other on a mission. "'Kakashi-sensei,' huh? ...Pleased to...meet you."
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hahaha. >DDDD
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Yeah, but for most fans
me included, where's the fun in identifying with the Ninja Who Sucks. Alas. XDno subject
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Although it does make you wonder... getting your ass handed to you by a ten-year-old ball of sunshine and then having your daughter bring home an exact replica... would you be a little bitter, or would you laugh?
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Personally, I'd be bitter, but I figure Yukihiro has a highly developed sense of irony by now. Besides, he's compassionate enough not to let it change his interaction with Naruto. Thank god, otherwise mmm complications. x_____x
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Oh man, doc_destructo has a good point about Naruto there! XD
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I also like Hana, even though she only shows up for the very end. And the little comments on weird hair colors are icing on the cake. :-)
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I wanted to mention something about weird hair colors being mutations from parents being around high levels of chakra, but I couldn't find a way to word it properly. u_u;;; too bad, it's a neat idea. (and if we don't assume that chakra = mutations, then most of their physical peculiarities, not to mention bloodlines, make no biological/evolutionary sense at all.)
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*cannot form coherant comment* DX
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*Hopes my comment made a grain of sense*
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[...]girls like young, tragic war-veterans anyway.
This is sooo true ^^
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And is that a Yondi I spy?