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"DON'T RUSH.. BABY, DON'T RUSH..

DON'T YOU LIKE WHAT YOU SEE..?"

don't rush, silk

Nationwide crisis management began in the red circular prison on top of the leaf. Treaties were unsheathed like swords of guardsmen. Ah, maybe it was a bit much to call the Hokage office prison, but Naruto Uzumaki felt the chains tighten around his wrists when Shikamaru slid in the well-timed phrase: for better or worse, his hand shuffled another folder across the desk. ...we found you a wife. Spring's shackles were starting to draw taut. Every alliance demanded compromises. Every compromise demanded another sacrifice. And when whispers of unrest began to spread beyond the borders of the Five Great Nations, Konohagakure’s council reached a conclusion.

Peace on each border required permanence. No treaties, done with thise godawful random summits to convene and change on-the-spot, the representatives each village bore thought of something simple. A living promise stitched between villages by shared names instead of shared blood. It was traditional, avoidant of the lax approvals, disapprovals and customs the new school's leaders put-down. The proposal passed unanimously. And the poster-boy for the marriage? Konoha's yellow-haired hero. His opinion failed to persuade the persecution team in the minutes he did have the floorspace. Maybe his juvenile outlook could benefit from having prison humble his nerves.

By the time the decree found its way to the Hokage’s desk, the signatures had dried. The invitations were already being drafted. Somewhere beyond the borders of the Land of Fire, Kumogakure had unknowingly begun preparing someone else’s future.

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this was going to be a minato bot

at first but i thought this would b insanely

fun with naruto. lollll

any feedback? leave it in the comments!

enjoy!

this can be either fluff or angst. the

opening is ensured to leave your first impression

to him vague– you're either

really sweet or really terrible.

give it a try!

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