A/N1: Because Chapter 105 reminded me about just how wonderfully ruthless and cunning Shikako really is, and I’m always a sucker for the categorization of things. As for the title–I’m not promising that I will do the other teams/characters, but I’m also not saying that I won’t.
On the TVTropes page, the members of Team Seven have already been labelled into their respective roles within the Freudian Trio / Four-Temperament Ensemble / Five-Man Band (don’t worry about the numbers, it will all make sense later). Which, for the most part, I agree with (my problem has more to do with how the website defines the roles than the allocation of them, but with TVTropes you really do have to read everything with a grain of salt).
However, I wanted to add some of my own analysis and labeling because, well, my brain thinks it’s fun. And maybe some of my fellow DoS fans will get some enjoyment out of reading this.
Here are the members of Team Seven and their respective allocations. The normal font is from the TVTropes site while the bolded and italicized are my own additions/adjustments.
Naruto
the Id (the Superego) Sanguine The Hero E(N/s)FP – Idealist Gryffindor Chaotic Good
Sasuke
the Superego (the Id) Choleric (Melancholic) The Lancer IS(T/f)J – Guardian Hufflepuff True Neutral
Shikako
the Ego Melancholic (Choleric) The Smart Chick (I/e=A)NTP – Rational Slytherin Chaotic Neutral
Kakashi
the Mentor Phlegmatic The Big Guy IST(P/j) – Artisan Ravenclaw Neutral Good
A/N1: Because I am a glutton for punishment. This one was much harder than Team Seven’s (partially because there’s less material to work with, but also because… well… I’ll explain below).
If you’re reading this, I presume you’ve already read the Team Seven edition. If not, I highly suggest reading that one first because I explain most of the various team/group tropes/tests there. I will still be providing links to the related articles/websites, though, so don’t worry.
For consistency, I’ve included the TVTropes’ character analysis devices even though I’m not at all keen on them and they don’t make much sense to me. Which probably explains why I’m so conflicted about the allocations, but I tried my best and I hope it makes sense.
Chouji
the Ego / the Id Sanguine (/ Phlegmatic) The (Big) Chick (E/i=A)SFP – Artisan Hufflepuff Neutral Good
Ino
the Id / the Superego Phlegmatic (/ Sanguine) The Lancer ENFJ – Idealist Slytherin Lawful Neutral/good
Shikamaru
the Superego / the Ego Melancholic The Smart Hero ISTJ – Guardian Ravenclaw True Neutral
Asuma
the Mentor Choleric The Big Guy ENT(J/p) – Rational Gryffindor Lawful Good/neutral
“I’m going to ask Atsumi to marry me,” says an absolute stranger to Sakumo before sitting next to him on the park bench.
He doesn’t even blink, eyes fixated on the sight of Kakashi ever so seriously toddling after Tosa’s wagging tail, the rest of the pack lounging in a loose, protective circle. Sakumo is certain these are the kinds of moments he’ll want to remember forever, he almost wishes he has a Sharingan just so he could have the image literally seared into his brain.
“Hey,” says the strange man, jabbing two fingers into Sakumo’s bicep impatiently, “Are you listening to me?”
Reluctantly, Sakumo glances at the stranger, “Yeah, I heard you, Hozue.”
“Well?” Hozue says, expectant, “Don’t you have anything to say?”
Sakumo can feel his mouth twitch at the corners, a small curl of amusement making its way through the fog of exhausted satisfaction of being a single father of an overly intelligent toddler.
“It’s about time,” he responds, before turning back to watch Kakashi. His son has managed to get a pudgy hand on an indulgent Tosa’s tail and seems to be carefully contemplating his next plan of action.
Hozue doesn’t try to demand his attention again–never mind the effort she put into this latest identity–content to also watch the boy she’d happily call a nephew. But she does question, “What do you mean it’s about time?”
This time, the amusement bubbles up too quickly–Sakumo laughs, a huffing airy sound more suited to canine than human mouths, “I’m pretty sure you’ve been married to each other for years.”
The stranger’s face looks absolutely gormless shaped by Hozue’s stunned confusion. “What,” she utters.
“You live together, eat together, you’re each other’s emergency contacts, powers of attorney, and beneficiaries, you have sparring dates all the time, you have regular date night every week, every so often you’ll bring her flowers just because, you have three goldfish together that you call your children…” Sakumo lists, getting progressively sillier but no less factual as he goes on.
“Stop! Stop,” Hozue interrupts, blush bright on the stranger’s cheeks.
After a few moments of silence, Hozue murmurs, “Holy shit. Atsumi and I are fucking married.”
“Congratulations,” Sakumo finally adds, tone somewhat dry but no less sincere.
They let the silence resettle, warm and easy, watching as Kakashi somehow maneuvers himself onto Tosa’s broad back, the massive dog taking ginger, careful steps.
Sakumo knows that the future’s going to be bright.
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A/N: Ahahahaha… so I don’t know if this is the HAPPIEST, but it’s definitely one of the happier moments before everything starts going to shit so… Sorry for no actual Atsumi presence!
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