- Izuna and fem reader fanfiction -
You are born a senju.
You meet Izuna one fateful day. He's a mysterious young man you know nothing about.
You end up not very fond of the Uchiha fellow. Actually, you end up disliking him.
Slowly but surely, you...
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-1st person pov-
It's late in the morning, about to be the afternoon. I got no sleep last night. I kept waking up at random times. I'm sure I only got 3 hours at most, which is why I'm waking up pretty late now.
For some reason, I couldn't manage to get my mind off the guy from the river. I didn't even know his name, but something about him made me drawn to know more.
I got up from my bed, my hair messy alongside the dried up drool on my cheek. Stepping inside my bathroom, I glanced at myself in the mirror.
"Uh-"
I looked at my myself for a second, blinking a couple of times.
"HUH?!"
I hurried to my reflection, staring at the massive, dark eye bags that lay under my eyes.
"It looks like Ihaven't slept in days!"
I sigh, pulling my hair in frustration.
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I stared at myself for a minute before deciding to fix my birds nest. I let it out of the bun it was in last night and brushed it out with a comb.
I then turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on my face to wake myself up.
I step out of my bathroom, standing directly in front of my closet. I rummage through the clothes to find a long navy blue pair of flowy wide legged pants and a long sleeved white top. I throw those on and walk out to the kitchen.
Hashirama was sitting in the living room, reading some scrolls. I don't notice him, but because of me sliding my door, he notices me.
"Good morning!" He calls out.
I turn around, giving him a blank expression. "Morning."
He smiles and then looks back at his scroll. "What's going on with your eyes?"
I roll my eyes. "No sleep."
He looks at me crossing his arms. "Must be rough... I got some sleeping pills if you need them."
"Im alright."
He raises an eyebrow and goes back to his scroll. "If you say so."
I continued my walk towards the kitchen to see squared colored paper sitting on our island.
