A/N: I wrote this on a whim really. Just a short, pointless, under 250 words, drabble in the spirit of Thanksgiving. Anyways, Thanks for reading, and review!!! Happy Thanksgiving!!
Enjoy!
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He checked his tie for the 100th time that night.
This was it.
Judgment day.
The Hyuuga's annual Thanksgiving feast, when he'd finally meet Hinata's parents.
He tried to run a comb though his naturally tangled blonde hair.
No use.
He paced back and forth.
He was nervous.
No, nervous was when he was taking the Chuunin Exam.
This, was border-line terrifying.
He heard rumors about young men meeting Hinata's family, especially her dad.
Let's just say apparently Mr. Hyuuga's glare was so intense, it could probably make Sasuke cry.
He wasn't perfect.
He knew he wasn't perfect.
Not a prestigious clan member.
No fortune to his name.
No reputation.
No title. (except for 'Konoha's loudest ninja' but somehow he doubted that counted)
He probably wasn't up to the standard of marrying a Hyuuga heiress.
But somehow, it was okay though.
No matter what happened tonight.
…Hinata would still love Naruto anyways.
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A/N: Hehe. Lol, my first attempt and NaruHina.
Happy Thanksgiving!