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Fields of Gold - (Jaime SI), CH:10

CERSEI

Cersei Lannister sipped her tea, the warmth of the fine porcelain cup a small comfort in her hands. From the window of her solar, she could see the leaves of the garden trees swaying gently in the sea breeze. It was a peaceful sight, a sight that should have been calming. And yet, within her, there was a constant restlessness, an irritation that buzzed like a fly trapped in a bottle.

The source of that irritation, like most thi...

Fields of Gold - (Jaime SI) CH:09

JON

A knight's duty, according to the teachings of Ser Warren Cole, was to protect. Protect your Lord, protect your lands, protect the weak and the innocent. Jon had held fast to those teachings. He had trained until his muscles felt like they would tear, he had taken blows that would have knocked a smaller man unconscious, and he had spilled blood, both his own and his opponent's, in the dust of the tourney grounds. He was a knight. The sword and shield were his tools...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:28

Inside the quiet inn room, Yuji packed his things with methodical, emotionless movements. The storage scrolls containing his clean clothes, leftover rations, and medical equipment were rolled up neatly and placed back into his deceptively small backpack. Every movement was an efficiency born from habit.

They had been in the Capital for five days. Five days that felt like a month, filled with tension, violence, and the awkward silence of hospital corridors. Akane was getti...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:27

The next day, the exhibition began. Koji had left early in the morning with Tsukasa-sensei, dressed in his best clothes, his back a little straighter than the day before. He carried his masterpiece with him, a promise he had to fulfill.

The previous afternoon had been spent in a fog of exhausting bureaucracy. The Capital's ninja police had interrogated them one by one, recording every detail from the ambush in the forest to the fight in the sewers. Ritsu Company, of course, remained sa...

Fields of Gold - Jaime SI, CH:08

GERION

Casterly Rock, 275 AC

Gerion Lannister had always believed that a castle needed laughter. Without it, it was just a cold pile of stones, no matter how much gold lined its walls. He did his part to fill the halls of Casterly Rock with cheer, walking through them with a smile on his face that was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. He winked at a young serving girl, who blushed and nearly dropped a basket of ...

Fields of Gold - Jaime SI, CH:07

Oberyn

The morning air in the Westerlands had a sharp chill to it. Here, in the vast training yard of Casterly Rock, it felt clean and refreshing, carrying the faint scent of salt from the unseen sea and the damp smell of the castle's ancient stones. For Oberyn, it was a pleasant diversion.

The blunted tip of his practice spear danced through the air, a threatening blur of wood. Before him, a small figure in gold and red moved with un...

Fields of Gold - Jaime SI, CH:06

OBERYN

The journey had been long and tedious, a tour of the grandeur and oddities of the Seven Kingdoms. Oberyn had gazed at the stars from the towers of Starfall, tasted the sweetest wine in the Arbor, inhaled the dust of ancient manuscripts in Oldtown, and felt the salt spray on his face as he sailed past the Shield Islands and Crakehall. Every castle had its own soul, every lord his own particular brand of pride. But nothing had prepared him for Casterly Rock.
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A Warmth in the Snow, CH:08

Nara left with three others. Their group, officially named Expedition 1 by Wyr, consisted of four strangely mismatched souls, bound by a common purpose. While the other three groups each had only three members, theirs was the largest, perhaps because they were the first, the spearhead of their community's new reach. She walked beside the eager Gon, who held his flame sword as if it were an extension of his soul; behind them were the one-eyed Kael, the old archer who moved with a threatening s...

A Warmth in the Snow, CH:07

This is a crossover story between ASOIAF and LOTM, you can read chapters 1 to 6 on Spacebattles or AO3

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Nara had always been aware of her size. Among the Free Folk, where height meant a longer reach with a spear and bulk meant better warmth against the cold, she was small. It was a weakness, a fact she was constantly reminded of by the world around her. She couldn't draw a bow as strongly as the others, she c...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:26.

Blood splattered and bodies lay everywhere. In the dim, damp tunnel, there were no more screams or the clang of metal. No sound. Only a thick, heavy silence that seemed to absorb all light and hope. But amidst it all, in the center of that deafening silence, Yuji's heart beat wildly.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound was the only thing that filled his ears, an internal war drum that continued to beat even after the battle was over. He stood ther...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:25

The enemies had been defeated. The sudden silence felt deafening, broken only by the sound of Yuji's ragged breathing and the rhythmic drip of water from the arched tunnel ceiling. He looked down at what he had done.

Blood was splattered everywhere. The thick, dark red color looked almost black under the dim lantern light, staining the wet stone floor and the black clothes of the man now lying lifeless at his feet. The kunai in his hand felt heavy and sticky. He could feel the warmth o...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:24

Gone?

The word hung in the cool night air, a sharp taste against the lingering sweetness of cotton candy in Yuji's mouth. It was a word that didn't belong. A word that shouldn't be here, amidst the warm lantern light of the inn and the echoes of laughter from the night market they had just left.

How could she be gone?

Yuji frowned, his analytical brain immediately kicking into gear, trying to process the nonsensical information. He was certain they had only been separated...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:23

After finishing their meal and a hot bath, the warmth and satisfaction from the delicious Yakiniku served as a comfortable cushion against the cold night air. They parted ways in the inn's lobby, each heading to their respective rooms to rest for a moment before the night-time adventure Tsukasa had promised. The inn was simple yet clean, with wooden hallways that creaked softly under their footsteps.

Yuji slid his room's door shut, and the sudden silence felt deafening after the hustle ...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:22

This was the third day of their journey to the Capital. Three days that felt like a month. Yuji had forgotten how slowly the world moved when you weren't leaping from one tree branch to another. The steady pace of the horse-drawn cart was a slow torture for a shinobi, but it provided far too much time for thinking.

They could have arrived faster if they had just run and jumped through the trees like ninja. But they were on an escort mission, not a race. And their clients, now sitting c...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:21

A few minutes passed in a tense silence. Yuji looked around at the five attackers who were now bound with ninja wire, lying unconscious on the ground like broken dolls. The small, sound-based traps they had set up around the camp seemed to have been known by the attackers; they hadn't functioned at all. These assailants were professionals, or at least competent enough to avoid standard Genin traps.

After finishing tying up the unconscious enemies with knots they wouldn't be able to esc...

Fields of Gold - Jaime SI, CH:05

JAIME

Lannisport was a symphony of ordered chaos. The smell of salt and fish from the harbor mingled with the aroma of freshly baked bread from the bakeries and the sharper tang of the stables. The shouts of merchants hawking their wares, the clang of a blacksmith's hammer, and the groan of cart wheels over cobblestones created a relentless soundtrack to the city’s life. And yet, amid this bustle, there were pockets of silence.

One of them was the Sept of Lannisport.

The...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:20

Night fell quickly in the wilderness, swallowing the colors of twilight and replacing them with a palette of deep blue and pitch black. The sky above them, unobstructed by the village lights, was an ocean of stars so clear and dense it felt like you could touch it. Fortunately, there were no signs of rain. Otherwise, they would have had to set up a tent, a process Yuji suspected would become its own comedic disaster. They had also set a few simple traps, just in case, for as long as they were...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:19

The first few minutes after stepping out of the Konoha gate felt strangely silent. It was as if the four of them, along with a dog, had passed through an invisible veil that separated the orderly world from the unpredictable wilderness. The air felt different here. Fresher, sharper, carrying the strong scent of pine and rich, damp earth. The wide, packed dirt road stretched out befo...

Team Eleven

Masami Ichihara (Genin)

Yuji's team members.

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:18

The warmth of the Yamashita family dining room was a sharp contrast to the life of a newly-formed Genin. Here, within these walls that smelled of wood and home cooking, the world of missions and danger felt so distant. At the same dining table where Yuji had spent thousands of meals in his life, there was now often an extra seat filled.

"I can't believe it," Naruto began, interrupting the comfortable silence with a loud grumble. He had just swallowed a large clump of rice with incredibl...

Kiba Inuzuka (Genin)

Yeah, you guys definitely know who he is. Lol.

Tsukasa Fuji (Jonin)

This is Yuji's Jonin-sensei. Tsukasa Fuji.

Yuji Yamashita (Genin)

This is Yuji when he was a Genin, art by me.

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:17

The next morning, the air in the training ground felt different. The gentle warmth of the morning sun couldn't dispel the tension hanging between them. Yesterday was about funny chaos and strange introductions. Today was about business. Yuji and the others sat on the grass, forming a semicircle in front of their teacher. Tsukasa was no longer wearing his usual lazy smile. The smile was still there, but now there was a sharp glint in his eyes, the glint of a predator sizing up its prey.

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Those Hands (A Naruto SI), CH:16

Yuji yawned, a deliberate movement filled with profound boredom. His jaw made a soft clicking sound. Today was team announcement day. The day their fate for the next few years would be decided by a few adults in a room who probably didn't even remember their names. Maybe. He wasn't particularly excited about it. To him, it was just another formality, another bureaucratic step on the long, troublesome road to becoming strong enough not to die.

Oh, and since it was announcement day, that ...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), Interlude #4

For a shinobi of Kakashi Hatake's caliber, boredom was a far more subtle enemy than any enemy ninja. It was the silence that crept in when the adrenaline of a mission had faded, leaving a void that had to be filled. Today, that boredom was particularly acute.

He was on his surveillance "mission," which now felt more like babysitting duty than a covert operation. He was perched comfortably on the branch of a large oak tree at the edge of the Nara compound, an orange-covered book in his h...

Those Hands(A Naruto SI), Interlude #3

Kenji Yamashita's workshop was his sanctuary. It was a small world he had created for himself, a world that smelled of freshly cut cedar, sharp varnish, and dust that floated like golden pollen in the lamplight. The sound of his knife shaving against wood was the only music he needed, a soothing rhythm that had accompanied him for most of his life.

As usual, he was carving a mask. This time, a Tengu mask with its characteristic long nose and a majestically fierce expression. His hands m...

Those Hands (A Naruto SI), Interlude #2

A ten-year-old Naruto leaped from one large tree root to another, his blue eyes scanning the forest floor intently. The air under the canopy of trees was cool and smelled of damp earth and decaying leaves. Sunlight pierced through the gaps in the foliage, creating pillars of light that danced among the shadows.

"See anything?" he shouted, his energetic voice breaking the forest's silence.

"I see a whole lot of trees," a lazy voice replied from behind him. "And moss. And some very ...

Fields of Gold - (Jaime SI), CH:04

The vibration from the hard clash of wood traveled up the practice sword, into his wrist, and exploded into a dull ache in his shoulder. His muscles screamed, his lungs burned, and sweat plastered his golden hair to his forehead in dark clumps. In his previous life, as Steven Evans, the only combat he had ever known was a fight over the television remote or a heated debate in a school staff meeting. He was a man of chalk dust and textbooks, not steel and bruises.

And yet, this body… t...