BitterSweet
Ch. 1 "Change."
I don't own Naruto, if I did, I would be a middle-aged man!
A/N: Just a little something to get me to start writing again.
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The boy grew not fond of his blond locks. He had noticed the way the girls looked at him when he was wild and half naked.
When he was not blond.
So with a few measly coins, he had bought himself hair dye and changed his hair color back to the darkness that was present when he had succumbed to the dark will of the Kyuubi. Smirking at himself in the mirror, he disposed of the evidence of any dye and took off his shirt.
Giving one last peek at the mirror, he gave a look of approval.
Off to Ichiraku's he went.
To his luck, there was nobody there in the store except for him, the store owners, and the snarky Hyuuga heiress.
Perfect. He loved a challenge.
Coolly, he slid to the stool right next her. "Hey there, haven't I seen you somewhere before?"
She stopped slurping her ramen and raised a brow at him, a smug smile placed on her face. "Why do you think I stopped going there?" Her eyes were narrow and taunting that he began to feel something bubble up in him at the pit of his stomach.
He began to grin. "I suppose you're cold."
"Says the one who's half naked." She sneered, going back to her ramen.
He frowned. This wasn't going anywhere he had predicted. "I hear you like using your mouth."
She scoffed. "Is that seriously all you have? You were a tad more interesting when the other Menma was here. You heard right, but I wouldn't waste it an effort on somebody as sorry as you."
He was appalled. Didn't she like him? He was sure that she did. The few hits and threats of castrating him if he was near other girls made him think it was the case―apart from the many times she had attacked and pinned him down, trying to take off his clothes. "Don't you have to tell me three little words that would make my day?"
"Yeah." She sighed and gave up on eating the bowl of ramen. "Outta my face."
By this point, he was angered. "What's with you?" He growled in frustration. "People fall at my feet when they see me coming!"
"Oh, really? Even before they smell your nasty breath?" She crossed her arms across her chest. "How marvelous!"
He gasped as he covered his mouth, feeling his cheeks heat up.
She simply smirked at him. "Did Sasuke hit you with a genjutsu? Why the sudden act as a nanpa?"
He looked away and was starting to get off the stool when he felt the grip on his wrist.
He peered over his shoulder and saw a glaring face. He gulped, ready for the unnecessary pummeling that was bound to happen. He always had that affect on girls.
She finally winked at him. "I'll try to being nicer once you try being yourself."
He blinked before he grinned, pulling her closer. "Babe, I like you just the way you are."
Her grip on his wrist tightened. "Good. Now change your hair back. You look like a stupid Uchiha we know."
Thanks for R&R.