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This is my first Naruhina fic so go easy on me! XD
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Hinata looked in the mirror and timidly pulled on her cream sweater. She needed a new one, for this one was too short and now the modesty in it had gone away after her bust size grew from a 38-B to 36-C. She'd grown 5 inches and her hips jut out, making it hard to maneuver around sharp edges- a critical need when you're a ninja. Her hair had grown long and silky, still containing the beautiful purple hue that she loved. She was a healthy 16 years old and never before had she looked at herself in the mirror this critically, but today was special. She had a shining glimmer of hope that maybe Naruto wanted to get to know her.
Naruto flashed a toothy smile at her, running to her side "Hey Hinata! I didn't see you there! Why don't you come down to the Ramen shop with me?" She stood and looked down, blushing furiously and ringing her porcelain hands together. A gust of strong wind whipped Hinata's hair and smacked Naruto full in the face. Hinata gasped and slapped her hands together bowing deeply "I'm s-sorry Naruto-Kun!" she whispered, reaching up and trying to contain her hair. He scrunched up his face and glanced at her through his dark blue pools. "Hinata…" He said quietly. She frowned and whimpered slightly, expecting him to scorn her, but instead as she dared to glance up at him through her pale lilac eyes he wore a large cheesy grin on his face. "Wow what kind of shampoo do you use? Your hair is HELLA soft and smells like lavender!" Hinata giggled and looked away, his use of the new term 'hella' sounding unfamiliar to her ears and she could not contain her mind from imagining him in a 'thuggin' outfit. "Well I've got to go! I'll catch up with you later!"
She smiled and touched her hair lightly; the contrast between her silky hair and satin-like skin was significant and almost made her seem to glow. Today she was going on a mission with Naruto, Kiba and Neji. Even though they were all very capable Juunin, they were still needed to do minor tasks, such as watching old men and women. Underneath her sweater she wore a form-fitting black tank top and loose ash-gray capri's that seemed to be slightly tighter on her butt and thighs, then looser at her firmly muscled calves and delicate unscarred ankles. She had recently switched from blue sandals to black sandals and the switch made her already petite size 7-foot look even slimmer. She wasn't a stick like most people thought, and had meat on her bones. She wasn't chunky nor was she pudgy, but her stomach wasn't flat as paper and if you hugged her her shoulder blades wouldn't stab you, which made her even more hug-friendly.
Hinata finally sighed and turned away from the glaring mirror. She glanced at the time and made a quick double-take, fast enough to give someone whiplash. "Oh no!" she cried, running out the door. "Bye Hinata," TenTen waved lazily, curled up in her book. Hinata paused and turned, bowing to TenTen. "Bye Ten-Chan!" Hinata said hastily, standing straight and slipping out the door.
When Hinata reached the borders of Konoha her hair was slightly frizzy and a light sweat had broken at the line of her forehead. She was burning up inside of her jacket, but was too embarrassed to take it off. "I-I'm sorry!" she gasped, wiping away the beads of sweat running down her face. "Good GOD Hinata! Take FOREVER!" Naruto said throwing his arms up in the air and a large smile plastered onto his face. Hinata blushed and looked at the ground while Kiba's arm slipped around her shoulder. "Hinata, let's go already," he said looking at her sideways, taking in her scent. Hinata nodded and gently shoved off his arm, walking slowly down the road. "Ugh I hate watching old people!" Naruto groaned, pushing roughly past Kiba and moving to walk next to Hinata.
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