Disclaimer:
Naruto is not mine and I do not own it in any way
Note* This is my first story on Fanfiction. This story is totally made up and I probably will not be sticking to the actual storyline, may be some time skips.
Sorry if it's bad
Hinata Hyuga – One hot fitness session
Hinata looked through her closet, she had a lot to choose from, but, like always, she pulled out her usual clothing. Hinata looked outside, it was a fiery hot day, and no place for the usual sweater, but still, she needed something to hide behind. This hot, she would definitely have to sacrifice something… But what? If she decided to go in shorts, it would expose too much of herself…
Hinata had decided, there was definitely no choice, she had to go topless, braless and in shorts just so she could wear her sweater.
After a quick meal with her father and sister, Hinata raced of to training. Even though the sweater was comfortable, she didn't like the feeling of her bare chest rubbing against the material as she ran.
Hinata decided that every free morning she had, she would take on a fitness session. Of course, Gai sensei ran the program, with Lee always following. The other people in the group were Sakara, always competing with Ino, there was Tenten, Kiba and Akamaru.
They had assembled at a clearing where they were about to leave when Kiba spoke up,
"I told Naruto to come today, he's probably just late Gai sensei," Akamaru barked in response,
"N…Na…Naruto?" Hinata stammered to herself quietly, I have to look as good as possible, Hinata thought.
"Where is that dim-wit Naruto?" Sakara fumed,
As always, Naruto turned up late to the session and hands behind his head casually walked into the clearing, eyes closed.
"NARUTO!"Sakara shouted, she charged and struck, colliding with Naruto's face, squashing it into a pancake as he slid backwards. Everyone looked in surprise at the power of the strike, but Sakara simply waved it off,
"Don't worry he gets it all the time," Sakara said as she dismissed the situation
Tenten simply shrugged and said, "Well let's stop wasting time and move!"
As they ran, Hinata became hotter and hotter, the pace increased, and she started regretting she wore a sweater. There was only one thing she could do, slowly, so no one would notice, she slid down her sweater zipper, letting the cool air touch her breasts. It felt good, so she wanted to keep going, until she remembered that she did not have a shirt…
