( Ch ) .inferno Umbra╰☆╮(❝Hattori Hanzo❞) - Blog Posts

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Personal space wasn’t an issue, it seemed. She remembered when they both were uncomfortable with each other. Their first mission together, finding out that she had to ride on a horse with him, had been dreadful even for the youth that adored hugs. At that time, even if he didn’t show it, it must have been awkward for him, right? Well… even if it had been, she supposed it was that shinobi part of him, accustomed to carrying out missions no matter the awkwardness.

Since then, his touches had been scarce, careful even. Establishing that mutual respect between them, at least, the willingness to work together despite her own grievances, led to many things. The adventures she listed, for one… but? This moment of intimacy, in a hug that Isanami would deem common to her, was kind of…

For lack of better words? It was kind of embarrassing. Even for someone as shameless as her. Being around Hanzo didn’t make her uneasy anymore. She even accepted his head pats time to time. But she wondered why she felt self-conscious of herself — silly Isanami, maybe that’s how you made everyone else feel when you hugged them out of nowhere — before shaking it off mentally. She was fine with the hug and Hanzo. She just needed to figure out the mysterious reason why it was different, but that was a thought for another time.

Accepting her terms, she let out a soft giggle. It wasn’t too much to ask, right? She could only imagine the reactions of the other Braves if they happened upon Hanzo running an errand for her, however strange it may be. Or maybe they were used to it? Briefly, she wondered if any of them saw the time where she decided to bake cookies on his arm…

Anyway! It was his next words that brought her out of her stupor. Rolling her eyes playfully, she reached up and pinched his nose. A scolding gesture, showing her disapproval of his choice of words.

❛ Idiot. It’s not that you want to be human. You are human. ❜ Letting go of his nose, she gazed up at him with a gentle smile. Though the word ‘idiot’ was one of her rarer ‘curse’ words, she figured it was fine to use it for him again. One of her weirder endearments, so to speak, but this time her tone of voice lacked a bite. ❛ Hattori Hanzo-san, you are a human. And humans are allowed to make mistakes. Humans are allowed to be clumsy. Humans are allowed to learn. ❜

Lifting up her hand again and poking him on the forehead, she maintained that smile, though it spread out into a cheerful grin. Getting rid of that solemn mood and hoping to bring his spirits back up. ❛ I’m here, aren’t I? I’ll take your promise for — ah, no, I have another condition for that promise. Do you know the yubikiri? It’s what I did with my shrine sisters whenever we made promises. ❜ A childhood classic, but given their different pasts, she didn’t know if he actually knew it. Admittedly, it was a little childish thing, but he knew by now it was no big deal for her.

So, she wriggled a little in his embrace, a silent message that they needed to separate for a little. Then, she grabbed his hand and brought it to the level of her eyes, which were sparkling with mischief as she hooked their pinkies together. 

❛ Yubikiri genman,         uso tsuitara hari             senbon nomasu. ❜

Humming a little aftertune, she swung their hands back and forth. ❛ Tell a lie, get your finger cut off, and swallow a thousand needles after being punched ten-thousand times. Sounds painful, right? That’s why I’ll trust you won’t break your promise. ❜ When she had been told the meaning, she admitted it was a little gruesome, but it was just a display of words. Not to be taken seriously. Just a little fun for children back then.

❛ But… I’m glad you won’t push me away. I’ll wait. I’ll wait as long as you need the time. I think it’ll be worth it. Show me what a Hanzo living in the future looks like. ❜ And her next steps towards him, laughing and tackling him into a friendly hug, she kept her head tilted so she could watch his reaction. ❛ And when that time comes, you can be the one to hug me first again. Just so I know it’s the real deal. ❜ Sticking her tongue out playfully, she reached up and ruffled his bangs, having an idea of what his answer would be.

      When the youth pinched his nose, Hanzo flinched a little – not because it hurt, but because he was sorta the king of over-exaggeration, and he was trying to keep her smile there. He wanted her to be happy, and given that he’s the one who had created this uncomfortable situation for the two of them? He wanted to help remedy it the same.

      “… I’ll keep that in mind, Isa-chan.” Hanzo responds earnestly. Finally, it appeared that his tears had entirely stopped, and he seemed to have settled a little. The tightened feeling in his chest was still there – but it was no longer pain. It was no longer DREAD. “Seems like I’m a few steps behind, but I’ve always been good at learning things if I really set my mind to it. So, it seems I have a new assignment.” He adds with a laugh – he’d always been a SPLENDID shinobi. Quick to learn abilities and quick to manage his F I R E despite it being an absolutely chaotic element.

      When she pokes his forehead, he laughs a little – it was a soft noise, still dampened by his earlier mood. But? He was genuinely amused by her response. “Another condition? Alright, I’m willing to hear you out.”

      I mean, the BRAVE of FIRE had no idea what she meant by YUBIKIRI. He’d never heard of it before, it wasn’t exactly the sort of thing you would find people using in the Iga Village. Shinobi were serious people – they had no time for childish things like that. But, he was willing to hear her out. It was a curiosity for him anyways.

      When she wiggled a little, he gave her the distance she seemed to need – and when she reached for his hand, the crimson-haired man gave it to her without question. Allowing her to hook their pinkies together and recite the phrase. “Am I supposed to say it too?” He asks, curious, before listening to what she explains what it means. Laughing a little, he comments: “Priests and priestess’ used to say this? I’m a little concerned.” I mean – it sounded like a like average torture for enemy shinobi, but? Hey, who was he to judge others. “… I won’t lie to you, Isanami-chan.” Hanzo replies, nodding a little. “But, I will remember this promise. You have my word.”

      At some point – he would be able to approach Isanami and show her what she was hoping to see.

      Someday, he hoped to be Ueda’s BRAVE of FIRE more then a shinobi of IGA. Someday, he’d be happy to show her what a Hanzo who lived in the present and lived for the future would be – And though he didn’t know what that looked like, and had no idea how he would go about doing just that… the thought of a future like that? Had him smiling regardless.

      “It’s a deal. I’ll remember that.” And when that day came – he would wrap his arms around his smaller friend, and tell her what he’d accomplished.

      ( … but more then that… he’d like to tell her what a big part of his life she’d become. As his friend. And in many ways, as the person who encouraged him to keep t r y i n g. This GENTLE darkness… had saved him from his own scorched earth policies on life. )

      With that, he finally releases his friend. Smiling as the other ruffled his hair a little. “When I have accomplished all you’ve asked of me,” He starts, standing upright before putting his hand over his heart – bowing slightly, playfully, he winks. “I’ll sweep you up into a proper hug, partner.” And with that, he stands up again. Closing the distance between them once again for a moment, before very carefully moving her hair from her forehead with a careful sweep of his hand and kissing her forehead gently. A chaste and honest thing that he’d never done before. “Until then, you have my apologizes. I know… I can be a bit slow at these things. But if you’re patient with me, I will do my absolute best to meet all of your expectations of me. I want… to be a proper friend to you. So I will figure it out, you have my word.”

      However – when he’d first arrived, he’d just gotten here after a mission. And the exhaustion from it was finally hitting, now that the adrenaline from his own anxiety was wearing down. He looked tired, and his molten eyes looked weary still. However, the smile that sat on his lips was earnest – soft, awkward, but? Kind.

      “… thank you for meeting with me, my friend. I caused a bit of a scene, but? I’m really glad we talked. I need… to rest now. But, when I wake? You should expect that I’ve got some things I’ll be working on.” He says with a laugh. Amusement in his eyes. “I’ll see you later, Isanami-chan.”

“human” ; hanzo & isanami

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The heat she felt was unmistakable; as exhausted she felt, even she could not help but lift her head, watching in astonishment at the harsh swirl of flames that devoured everything. Indeed, this was the power of fire. That destructive power that was a tool for annihilation… but Isanami knew that flame to be a gentle warmth as well. And even aside from those other missions, the priestess had never seen Hanzo summon flames that powerful as well. That hidden potential reminded her just how AMAZING shinobi were.

It almost made her forget her own wounds for a bit. Almost. That moment of wonder was gone and reality rushed back to remind her of the fact that her shoulder felt just as hot as the flames she had just witnessed. But this wound was nothing; she couldn’t let it affect the MISSION. And more so, she was concerned about what had just happened with her friend.

❛ It’s alright, I’m fine. I’m fine. ❜ She bites out, a bit more harshly than she intended for it to be. She could see his movements, HESITANT and unsure. That wasn’t right either. ❛ Hanzo… are you alright though? You look worse than me, hah… ❜ Her breathing was heavy, wincing as her hand hovered about her wound. She did want to pull the blade out, but she stopped upon his words. ❛ Keep it in… alright. Okay. I suppose I’ve had worse days. That’s okay, me and this sword will be just like friends. ❜

Isanami shakes her head, though, giving a small frown and looking around. Her uninjured arm lifts up to try and stop Hanzo’s motions for a second. ❛ B-But it’s okay, don’t carry me. We need to look for our charges. They couldn’t have run off too far… I just hope their supplies are safe. It’d be a shame if it got caught in the fight. ❜ And the FIRE, for that matter, but she didn’t want to bring that up. Hanzo was probably feeling bad about scaring them off. She looks up, giving the Brave of Fire a tired smile.

❛ I can… walk, so there’s no need to carry me. But I could use a hand in getting up? ❜ She laughs weakly, lifting a HAND and offering it to him.

      There were so many feelings rolling wildly in his mind right now – things he couldn’t control nor could he even identify. He didn’t know what the fear of loss was. He didn’t understand the anxiety of very nearly losing someone who was precious to him. He didn’t UNDERSTAND it, because at a young age? It was stripped from him – his humanity was taken from him, and what had been left in his stead? Was a FLESH&BLOOD weapon.

       As the BRAVE of FIRE, he’d gradually begun relearning his ( h u m a n i t y ). And though at this moment he couldn’t recognize it, this moment more so then most – Displayed it. UNCOMFORTABLY so.

       Hanzo had never abandoned a mission before. He’d never left the side of those he was in charge of protecting. He’d certainly never erupted in such a way that the fires were now. They were a living INFERNO, outside of his control now. “… I don’t think you’re fine.” Those words were spoken through a severe frown, his eyebrows knit with worry. He didn’t UNDERSTAND this anxiety. He had always been willing to accept his own death, and back in IGA? It was an unwritten rule that people might not come back. He’d been willing to accept that. He’d UNDERSTOOD that. This… no. He didn’t… he couldn’t…

      “With an injury like that, especially without the means to heal it, it’s going to be difficult for you to move about. Isa-chan… the blade has to stay so that the wound doesn’t just bleed out. I know you’re not going to pull it out, since we’ve already spoken about it… but… moving around will cause it to cut you more. If you run around, you risk slicing a major vein, and it won’t matter if we have the blade there still… you’d still bleed to death.” He stops for a moment – feeling the words catch in his throat. If she wasn’t careful, something would be sliced that couldn’t be healed. And yes, she was a reincarnation. So? Perhaps IZANAMI being part of her could save her life, but that wasn’t a risk he wanted to make. “If… you insist that we look for our charge, then we can. But I’m going to have to ether insist that you let me carry you, or I’m going to have to take more desperate measures.”

      He wouldn’t bring up the alternative without being prompted.

      There was no part of him that wanted to do the alternative – especially after this SPIKE in violence, he wasn’t sure he would trust himself. The fires that remained were carnage. And most that had spiked around where he’d been in his RUSH of R A G E had burned everything up in seconds. The scorched earth, the “snowing” ash… He wasn’t sure he would be able to do a medical procedure right now.

      Especially when the ALTERNATIVE was him cauterizing the wound with his fire the moment they removed the blade. It would eliminate the need for him to carry her, but it would still have some risks… It was a medical maneuver that stopped bleeding rapidly, by burning it closed. However, he could damage her health if he wasn’t careful… “I could go get them on my own, if you’d like.” Somehow, he suspected she’d say “NO” but… he had to at least try.

      Though there was no part of him that wanted to leave the BRAVE of DARKNESS’ side, if she wanted to be sure their charge was alright? He would go at least try. However, he feared letting the other do much right now. Her health was still at risk. And he knew right now… he wasn’t thinking as rationally as he should be.

      His heart was still beating rapidly. His eyes still showed concern. And his breathing was still… uneven. He couldn’t calm himself down. He couldn’t truly focus. Not on anything else…

steady realization || hanzo & isanami

“human” ; hanzo & isanami

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      The fact that he didn’t see this coming was absolutely ridiculous – somehow, Isanami was always just Isanami. The fact that he was crying, the fact that he was emotional, didn’t stop her from doing what she always did. Which? Was taking care of her team, in the only way she knew how. By being unapologetically herself. Including, but not limited to, forcing her teammates to make “fish-faces” to stop them from hurting themselves.

      When she did so, he released his bite rather then fight her. She was right, he shouldn’t act that way. Least of all in front of her. ( . . . no. he shouldn’t act that way at all. not now, when he was part of a team. )

      The Fire Brave did nod then – a silent agreement not to do that again. And to listen to the other. His eyes still glistening a little, he just focuses his molten eyes on the other’s amber hues. He would listen. He wouldn’t run away. And, another way to show it? He hugs her just a little bit more. He wouldn’t disappear. He’d wait. He’d listen. It was the very least Hanzo could do for his fellow BRAVE. Let alone the youth he was confessing all of this to. . .

      When she started going into detail about all their adventures, he felt his lips twitch ever-so-slightly upwards. A small smile forcing itself onto his lips, despite the somber mood. They had a lot of shenanigans going for them, as members of this team, he’d found himself frequently at her side. Enjoying her company. He didn’t mind her giving him unreasonable requests. It wasn’t out of tolerance, it wasn’t him just putting up with her, it was out of the fact that he was simply glad to be at her side. And if that was how she tolerated him? He was happy to comply. And as their time together had increased, so had the amount of times they sought out each other…

      As she kept talking, as he kept listening, he barely noticed he stopped crying. He felt his chest tighten – f e a r, as he recognized it now, as she kept talking. However, he felt himself take a breath when she said she didn’t hate him. And? That if he wanted to be her friend… he would have to live in the f u t u r e.

      What a request. As a shinobi, he’s always been a tool. He’d never planned anything for himself – and the time he did, it was out of spite. And that hadn’t ended well. That had ended up with him losing an arm, and being frozen in a block of ice for a year… but… it had also ended in T H I S. So, was it really… b a d? He’d let her finish. Staying silent, as promised, as she spoke… “Manuel labor, letting you tease me, and living in the future? Living in the present? Not the past… I think… I think those t-terms are acceptable. I can live with that.” He tries to tease back - he knew his voice was a little flat. But? If she was trying to lighten the mood, who was he to ruin it?

      He finally spoke again – his voice still raw. Pained. But, the tears in his eyes now were… relief. Not pain. “I won’t… disappear, Isanami. I promise you, I won’t… I won’t change how I act towards you. If you’re still here. If you’re… still willing to accept me at your side? I won’t… run away. I won’t hide myself behind walls. I don’t… want to push you away. I want to be here. I want… I want to be human.” It was terrifying – to admit that he wanted that. Even if he was absolutely horrified by his emotions.

      Even if he was tortured by what he did – if she wanted him to get his head out of the past, and start living for the here and now? He’d… try.

      “You’ll… have to forgive me. I won’t be very good at living in the here and now right away. But… I’ll learn. I’ll keep learning. I won’t… I won’t give up. If you’re willing to wait, if you’re willing to put up with me being just… stupidly bad at living for the future? If you’re willing to wait for me… I’ll keep trying until I catch up with you. I promise.” Hanzo very rarely used those words – he didn’t make promises. He didn’t make personal deals. As a shinobi – personal anything, was a failure on his part. But, in this instant? He was willing to f a i l at being a shinobi.

      If it meant… that they could be f r i e n d s. That they could be companions. That he could belong here.

      “I won’t push you away.” He murmurs again, nodding a little. Hanzo wasn’t used to people wanting to be near him, but, despite his own insecurities. Despite his F E A R. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt her… not again. Not if he could help it. “… as long as you want me to be here? I won’t go anywhere. Okay?” Somehow, this place had become his home. Somehow, U E D A had helped warm his heart – and open him up to people. Somehow, this rag-tag group of misfits had become his h o m e. And this place? He would protect it… regardless of what it took from him personally.

❛ Hanzo, have you ever burped out fire before? ❜ [ i was going through my drafts and there was this conversation isanami had with a friend where if someone ate too much spicy food that's how they breathe fire or something and now i'm going to do the noble thing and spam braves who have control over elements with stupid questions ]

      A snort escapes the BRAVE of FIRE when his smaller companionasks him that – oh god. These werethe sorts of things she thought about? This was what she became curious enoughabout… that she hunted him down to ask? Truly?

       “Have I evermentioned that I love the way your brain works?” The crimson-haired manasks, aloud, as he reaches to ruffle the others hair carefully. He didn’t wantto mess it up, though, he was very amused. “BecauseI do. Truly.” He wasn’t really teasing,ether. As an IGA shinobi, he thought it rather sweet that this was how his smaller companion’s head worked. Howshe ticked.

     As he’d always been a warrior, he couldn’t say that he’dever had such a genuinely innocent thought…

      But? “I think theonly time I did something like that,” He starts, scratching at his cheek ashe averts his gaze. It wasn’t an… overly embarrassing story, but it was stillsilly. An amateur mistake made by an amateur.  “Waswhen I was younger. Part of my training was to take alcohol into my mouth, so thatI could surprise my enemy. My teacher told me I was supposed to use it as anaccelerant. I did, but? I hiccupped? Long story short – I got into a lot oftrouble for setting stuff on fire that I wasn’t meant to.”

     He grins a little, half-awkwardly. If anyone else had asked,he would have just laughed at them for asking a “s t u p i d” question. But sincehis young friend had asked? He would tell her the truth. Even if it didn’t painthim in the light of being the “ultimate shinobi” that the name “HATTORI HANZO” implied.“Keep it between us, though, will you?” Headds, putting a finger to his lips. “Nobody got hurt in that incident, but? If Ilet it be known that I did such a thing, Saizou will know it was me who burnt theside of his home in Iga, while he was out training with his master andAnastasia once…” By that, he was saying this – yep. He’d been young at thetime. But? He had been older then the other two already. He was considered a “professionalamateur” at the time. An official shinobi, but? With limited experience. So?That sort of slip up… well… didn’t look great.

      And so far, he hadn’t been caught for thatincident. At least not by them, so? He’dlike to keep it that way.

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// hattori hanzo - verses

{ Brave 10 } –                     ( ver ) .blaze╰☆╮(❝Hattori Hanzo❞)

       Hattori Hanzo, the leader of the Iga League of Five, is a manipulative shinobi whose existence… is a little strange. “Hattori Hanzo” is a false name, handed down from shinobi to shinobi, to whomever is strongest at that time. It is to create the illusion of “immortality.” (If one dies, another will arise.) However? The strangest things about him are his views on the world, the fact that he wants shinobi to rule over the lords, and the simple fact that he can summon fire from nothingness. At this point? He’s not terribly approachable, unless he’s been hired to do a job. And even then? Don’t expect him to butter you up.

{ Brave 10 S } –                   ( ver ) .embers╰☆╮(❝Hattori Hanzo❞)

      For a while, Hanzo was something of a traveling shinobi. Initially unemployed, and eventually hired by Sanada Yukimura, to become their current “Brave of Fire.” He’s trying to become a member of the team, and because of that? He has a little bit of a different “persona” that he’s presenting to everyone. Friendly, approachable, and attempting to be a team player, Hanzo is attempting to become a part of the Braves and live up to his new title. But? How sincere is it? That’s the part the whole team is questioning.

{ Modern AU } –                   ( ver ) .spark╰☆╮(❝Hattori Hanzo❞)

       Hanzo is a very particular sort. A little too nosy. A little too friendly. And? A little too pushy. He likes to involve himself in his friends activities and make himself a part of the group. This occasionally makes him hard to be around, but? This won’t stop him. ( He is a senior in high school, in this AU. He’s also known for taking a multitude of odd jobs, due to the fact that he lives alone. )

{ Missing Friend - Headcanon AU } -                    ( ver ) .firework╰☆╮(❝Hattori Hanzo❞)

        Warning: This AU is based on a headcanon that I have with Dev. ( @carnifcx ) In this AU, Hattori Hanzo is the “persona” that Saizou’s “dead friend” became. Due to the fact that he had willingly subjected himself to working for a lord, only to find himself discarded and “killed,” before being tossed into a river? Hanzo has a vague fear of fast waters and cloudy memories from before the incident in its entirety. He doesn’t remember being Saizou’s old friend, and he’s become very different since then… However? From time to time, those old memories come creepy up… and he wishes he knew who that old friend of his was.

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