A/N: TENTH FANFIC :D *Throws confetti*
He was up to his knees in paperwork, literally. There were piles of paper on his desk and more surrounding it, stacking high around him. Frustrated, he raked a hand through his hair and lit two more cigars. Where did all of this work come from! It was like it had appeared out of thin air.
Usually, Smoker wouldn't be bothering himself with some stupid paperwork his superiors had forced upon him. However, there was something lurking around him prohibiting him from tossing the papers overboard.
Sitting on his desk.
Distracting him.
"Smoker-kun had better get a move on. There are a lot of papers here." Hina lazily dragged from her cigarette, crossing her legs. Smoker growled.
"Don't you have someone else to be bothering right now?"
"Hina is hiding from her subordinates." A picture of Jango and Fullbody armed with flowers and ridiculous lovey-dovey words flashed through Smoker's mind briefly.
"Really. Could've sworn you loved all that attention they were giving you."
"Mm, no," Hina smirked, stamping her cigarette into Smoker's ashtray. "Hina is not swayed by their actions. It would be rude to let them act out while Hina knows it makes Smoker-kun jealous." Smoker stopped writing and glared up at her, the faintest pale pink blush blooming on his cheeks.
"What did you say?" he demanded, gripping the pen in his hand tightly. Hina's smirk grew.
"Hina thinks Smoker-kun heard her very well."
"Now, you wait just one minute…"
"Smoker-kun's lapdog says Smoker-kun talks about Hina very often." Mentally cursing Tashigi, Smoker narrowed his eyes at his fellow officer.
"Don't call her my lapdog. She's a very capable woman." Hina's eyes darkened and she looked away, loosing her smirk.
"Ah," Smoker said, smirking himself now. "So that's what makes you jealous." Hina's head snapped back around to face him and she crossed her arms. "I am- Hina is not jealous!" Hina had briefly lost her composure. She reached for another cigarette to occupy herself and realized she hadn't brought a lighter with her. Smoker grinned and held up his own lighter.
"Looking for one of these? I suggest that you stop being so childish, or everyone will treat you as a child." Hina rolled her eyes and put the cigarette in the corner of her mouth, leaning down. "Shut up and give Hina the light." Smoker cupped her chin in his hand and pulled her down closer to him. "Ask nicely," he said. Hina put her hand to Smoker's cheek.
"Hina shouldn't have to ask for anything she wants," she pointed dubiously. She closed the distance between them with a chaste kiss.
Suddenly, the jealous ones were the peeping Toms outside the door.
A/N: Did that make sense? Ah, well. HinaxSmoker, everyone! I'd think there would be more fanfics for these two, considering that the couple makes perfect sense. I'm thinking of cosplaying as Hina. My name is close to hers and we've got the same eye color, so~
Please R&R, and thank you! :D