![]() ![]() He had a gift for bringing the blood to your cheeks. Heat rose to your cheeks at the arched brow and pointed look he gave you for being out when both of you knew you weren’t supposed to be. You jumped and turned to face the man behind you. “Why are you outside on a night like this Hime-tan?” Sasuke had a knack for changing trees when he thought too many people knew his favorite. You called out a little louder, wondering if you were even standing at the bottom of the right tree. ![]() That one missing person was the reason that you were outside in the first place, staring up into the darkness of a tree’s tangled branches. All of the other inhabitants of the manor were safely ensconced in their warm rooms, hiding from the chill and gloom of the deep winter. You shivered despite the layers of kimono that were supposed to keep you warm. The wind seemed to steal your whisper away into the cold night. However, moderated archives are only as good as the time available to the mods, and waiting for over a month for less than 500 words to be verified just because the queue is so long and there are so few mods is a touch infuriating. AN: So, I used to write reader-insert Sengoku Basara fanfiction for a moderated archive and it was fun.
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