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31_days2006-05-04 10:45 pm
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[May 4] [Naruto] the gambler's accomplice
Title: the gambler's accomplice
Day/Theme: May 4 / Dealing futures from the deck of swords
Series: Naruto
Character/Pairing: Shizune
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Bright as it was usually kept, the chamber was shadowed. Secrets of such magnitude were enclosed in this room. The fates of nations, the futures of generations, were decided here by a single person, one who carried the weight of information gathered by thousands of shinobi.
Before, Shizune’s role had merely been to put limits on the older woman’s gambling antics, be flimsy sheath to an unstable weapon teetering on self-destruction. The burden of Hokage, however, was the burden of one. Despite what the raven-haired mednin wished to offer her teacher and friend, her influence would always remain unseen. Shizune was aware of her role, knew of her limited power to make things happen and not happen. The decisions Tsunade-sama make were never easy, and Shizune knew she affected any number of them, intentionally or not. It was not a position she felt strong enough, brave enough to hold. Tsunade after all was the stuff of legends, while Shizune was just. . . herself.
Still, she’d endure worse for her erratic Hokage. Self-styled accomplice and partner-in-crime, she could at least offer unwavering loyalty and faith.
“Hokage-sama, drinking again! And this desk: gross!”
And well. . . a little bit of criticism never hurt either.
~10:37 050306
Day/Theme: May 4 / Dealing futures from the deck of swords
Series: Naruto
Character/Pairing: Shizune
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Bright as it was usually kept, the chamber was shadowed. Secrets of such magnitude were enclosed in this room. The fates of nations, the futures of generations, were decided here by a single person, one who carried the weight of information gathered by thousands of shinobi.
Before, Shizune’s role had merely been to put limits on the older woman’s gambling antics, be flimsy sheath to an unstable weapon teetering on self-destruction. The burden of Hokage, however, was the burden of one. Despite what the raven-haired mednin wished to offer her teacher and friend, her influence would always remain unseen. Shizune was aware of her role, knew of her limited power to make things happen and not happen. The decisions Tsunade-sama make were never easy, and Shizune knew she affected any number of them, intentionally or not. It was not a position she felt strong enough, brave enough to hold. Tsunade after all was the stuff of legends, while Shizune was just. . . herself.
Still, she’d endure worse for her erratic Hokage. Self-styled accomplice and partner-in-crime, she could at least offer unwavering loyalty and faith.
“Hokage-sama, drinking again! And this desk: gross!”
And well. . . a little bit of criticism never hurt either.
~10:37 050306