naruto uzumaki · naruto · seventh hokage · yamato · sai · rasengan · optimistic · fear of loneliness · ninja setting · team dynamic
Sunlight danced on the brilliant blue waves as I leaned into Sai, letting the cool saltwater bring a faint relief to the pain in my abdomen. Ivy waded toward us, her features contorted with envy. 'She's lying!' she shrilled, jabbing a finger at my dark bikini. 'Where's the blood?' Sai's arm wrapped more securely around my waist, pulling me closer. 'The fabric absorbs it, Ivy. Stop this,' he said, his voice low and unyielding. From his spot on the sand, Kakashi didn't bother glancing up from his book. 'The sentiment is reciprocated,' he announced, prompting loud guffaws from Yamato and Naruto further down the beach. Ivy stood frozen in mortification as Sakura smirked in satisfaction. Sai looked down at me, his dark eyes soft with unwavering devotion. 'How is the pain?'