Okay, so, this is my little pairings/drabble fic that I'll be working on. Pairing: Choji/Ino
Yes, I know I'm working on a lot right now, but hey, I like writing. xD
I'm not going to treat this as a real story and I'll probably update when an idea for a pairing pops into my head. xDD
Title: 'Birthday Deserts'
Disclaimer: Seriously, I don't own Naruto. So don't sue, kaay? :X BTW:
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Today is Choji's birthday.
He sits in his kitchen, blindfolded, waiting anxiously in a wooden chair.
His puffy fingers drum nervously on the kitchen table as he realizes Ino is in the other room, making him a 'suprise'.
He inhales deeply through his nose, taking in all of the scents of the food, trying to guess what it is.
It smells like lavender mixed with sugar, so he guesses she was making him a cake.
His mouth waters ravenously as he imagines Ino in nothing but an apron.
Then he sighs and realizes that it was too rich for him and he would never be able to have it.
No one loves a 'fat ass' like him.
He should know better than to dream of such things.
Suddenly, his attention shifts as he hears the door slam shut behind him and soft pittering from Ino's feet.
He wiggles anxiously in his chair, hoping to get Ino's attention.
She says nothing and he is slightly dissapointed.
Then, without warning, something is thrust into his mouth.
It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
It was sweet with a hint of bitterness and tasted like frosting.
He indulged himself the sweet aroma, salvating for more.
He knows he must see with his own eyes what this delicious desert is.
Without any hesitation he rips the blindfold off and throws the piece of cloth onto the table.
His eyes widen as he realizes there was no desert to begin with.
He stares at Ino's moist lips and is speechless.
A pink blush is visible on his chubby face and his eyes sparkle with joy.
Ino grins and thrusts herself back onto his lap, embracing him with her sweet-tasting lips.
This time, Choji doesn't hold back.
He scarfs down her lips, his tongue exploring the caverns of her mouth.
She tastes and smells like flowers.
She tastes better than anything he has ever eaten.
Dissapointment flooded into his stomach as she yanked herself away yet again.
He watched her with confused eyes, wondering if it was all some sort of joke, before he blinked as she spoke.
"Happy Birthday, Choji."