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"Kagebunshin no Jutsu!"
A pale face cringed into the bark of the tree, facing the noise until the wooden trunk obscured the white eyes from the source. The figure relaxed slightly and returned to a position to watch the events in the clearing beyond that tree.
Yellow hair protruded at odd angles from a head emerged from a body clad in an orange-and-blue flight jacket. Identical figures surrounded the one that the watcher knew very well was the original; their circular pattern showed the face to anyone who looked, displayed the three softly curved lines on either cheek to any angle, from one duplicate or another.
Dark violet hair fell over the upper edges of blank white eyes; the face smiled, blushing slightly, pleased to watch the one that the eyes saw only beautifully as he trained several times over at once.
"Hinata."
The pale face ducked, cowering from the one who found her as she ducked into the hollow made from a headband tied around her neck. But it was not her celebrity who named her, and she turned to face her discoverer.
Bright red triangles glowed in the shadows of a gray hooded jacket with brown fur hiding the face further. Eyes with slivers for pupils held a criticism over a question.
"Kiba—p-please be quiet?"
The whisper came out weakly from pale lips hidden by a scrap of metal on the headband. Hands hidden in the sleeves of a hooded coat met, dragged together by an attraction like magnetism so that the tips of either forefinger tapped the other.
"He's not going to hear us—he's kind of an idiot, you know, and he really does get into his training. You should know that about as well as anyone else, Hinata."
Purple hair topped pink skin where it once hid a white forehead.
"W-well, that doesn't mean you sh-should be so loud…"
Hinata's mouth widened slightly in a nervous smile.
A small mostly-white furry creature by Kiba's ankles barked softly. Its gray-clad keeper nodded in agreement.
"He's an idiot, Hinata—accept it. He probably wouldn't even notice if you ran up to him and started with the hugging and kissing and confessions—he wouldn't notice that you notice him even then. He begs for attention,"
he scoffed,
"but he doesn't notice when that one girl gives him more attention than he probably even wanted."
Hinata cringed.
"I-it's not l-like that. I-I-I'm not that…I-I d-don't…"
"I hate to be mean, Hinata, but I do often wonder if it's healthy for you to keep skipping training just to watch him and to follow him and to—"
"I'm n—I'm not that bad!"
Hinata nearly yelled. There was no longer a constant ringing of metal on metal in the air. Six pairs of sky-colored cerulean eyes between the lines on cheeks and protective headbands lining blond hair all turned to face the tree hiding two arguing teammates.
No motion escaped the brown fur, until the red triangles warped in a wide grin. One clawed hand raised itself from its limp position next to brown shorts; one long nail pointed directly at the orange-clad boy who just wanted to train.
"NARUTO! You are my rival!"
"rival, rival, rival…"
"I will defeat you one day soon!"
"soon, soon, soon…"
Kiba's scream echoed, even in the small clearing.
"Hinata's obviously not very strong—I surpassed her long ago! She's a bad fighter—no matter how you look at it, I was stronger going into the academy than she is now!"
Kiba's eyes held viscosity; his grin was cruel. Hinata gasped for air as those twelve clear blue eyes transfixed themselves on her before flickering back to Kiba; she held her breath when she saw the rebel shown to her through those brilliant blue eyes full of vengeful implications of cruel justice.
"You're on, pal! I'm willing to put down anyone who keeps yelling at someone like that!"
Naruto's chest puffed out in determined spirit; all six clones held fierce grins nearly identical to Kiba's, the only difference being that strong azure shade and the bright reflections of the sun that burned with the day's shine.
A/n: No A/n at the start. Because that would ruin the magic. Right? As in this be a SERIOUS fic.
Ohhhhhh, NaruHinaNaruHinaNaruHinaNaruHinaKibaHinaNaruHinaNaruHina...
Which is a straight pairing! :D I'm so proud of myself! The last fanfic that I wrote in which everyone was straight was, like...
...my Fruits Basket fanfic which never met an ending? Yeah, I guess so.
Before that was...no, that kind of implied...
And before that, the last all-straight fanfic was that little crap-for-fanfic that I wrote on paper when I was pretty young that was on Pokemon and I don't even remember th plot but that's probably a good thing and I hope it somehow wound up burned:heart:
I updated my profile. Go look at it. It looks like it was written by someone with actual organizational skills! Le gasp! Me? Organization skills? More of a crack pairing than Itachi and Kankuro!
Hmmm...Itachi and Kankuro...
(by the way, this conversation is revealing that fandom ATE my LIFE and/or SOUL.)
And this tale was my procrastination. There shall be three to five chapters AND NO MORE. All will be posted over this weekend. Be happy that I'm doing this for you. My wordcount is behind.
REVIEW! I tried to make it seem actually likely--what do you think? Did keeping all the dialogue so seperate from the text make it hard to understand? Or add to the effect? Tell me!
The title will be making a touch more sense tomorrow.