Hello! this is my first fanfic so please don judge, but i do enjoy constructive criticism! so please please comment!

Also, i do not own Naruto, or any of its characters D:

"Naruto! Get over to the table Hinata just seated!" my boss, Kakashi yelled. I cringed, he sounded angry… which was unnatural for him. he was normally too busy reading porn to care.

"Yeah just a sec, I gotta place this order." I called back out, rushing back to the kitchen.

I don't think we've been this busy in months. I placed the order in the kitchen and went to wait the table Hinata had just seated.

I passed Hinata on the way "Hey its table eleven over there." She said pointing to the table near the back of my area. She started for a couple whom had just walked in.

"Got it. Get TenTen on that couple, I'm packed." I said over my shoulder already making my way to that back table. I heard her call for TenTen, assuming she heard me. I pulled out my notepad and headed for table eleven.

I stopped at the front of the newly sat table and recited the words I had said so many times "Hello, my name is Naruto and I will be your waiter this evening. Can I get you guys started on something to drink?" how many times had I said those words I wonder? Probably one too many.

This is not what I had planned doing right out of high school. But I'm not sure waiting tables is in anybody's list of things to do in their life. but sometimes there is just no way of avoiding it. But hey, it paid the bills and got me by and that's all I was really asking for these days.

I looked up and had to actually keep myself from gasping. I had never seen someone so beautiful, man or woman. He was gorgeous, I wasn't even gay and I found myself saying it. His pitch black hair was in a styled mess, and his obsidian eyes were leaving holes in my body they were so smoldering. He wore a black suit like most of the other customers in this high class restaurant, and was seated with two other men.

One man had sickly looking skin with long black hair and a sly smile, and the other had narrowed eyes with lines on his face, he resembled the pretty boy. His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail and they were both wearing suits.

"What reds do you have?" pretty boy asked in a quiet voice of velvet. Oh god! Of velvet? Jesus Christ Naruto, you're going crazy. There has never been a question about my sexuality. Never, not even once or a slight chance… and there isn't now either! I shook my head, attempting to clear it.

"There is a list of our wines on the back here." I pointed to the section where our wines were listed. "Tonight's special is also a red summer wine, if that is an interest to you." I watched as he perused the menu completely captivated. I couldn't believe I was getting like this over a boy dammit!

"Yes, I think we'll just have three glasses of that special you mentioned." I nodded and wrote it down on my pad.

"Alright I will be right back with your drinks." I said. I flashed a smile and went to go check on my other tables before getting their drinks.

I returned to the table my hands filled with the three glasses of wine, just like a boss. Pretty boy had removed his tie and undone the first button on his white t shirt. I could feel my cheeks already heating up and mentally smacked myself, calm down!

"Okay, I've got three glasses of tonights special." I set down the glasses in their respective areas. I watched as pretty boy took a sip of the wine. His face remained emotionless as he drank it, so I couldn't really tell if he liked it.

I ran a hand through my hair. I couldn't believe I was getting so caught up on a dude! A fucking dude! Come on Naruto, get it together man! You like women! Hell you and Sakura have hot hate sex at least once a week! GET HIM OFF YOUR MIND! I kept chanting it to myself but I couldn't seem to be able to even take my eyes off of him.

"So can I get you guys anything to eat, or do you need more time?" I asked twirling the pen in my fingers.

"I think we're good on time." the one with the long hair spoke. "I'll have a salad to start and then I would like tonights special, rare, with a baked potato and broccoli."

I nodded as I wrote it down and looked to the guy with the ponytail assuming he was next. "I'll just get a plate of the chicken parmesan. Can I also get bowl of mixed vegetables on the side?"

I smiled "Yes of course. And what for you sir?" I asked now looking at the pretty boy. He was just to pretty. It should be a crime, to be a guy and be that attractive. It really doesn't make it fair for the rest of us, that's for sure.

"I'll get a salad as well, with blue cheese instead of whatever it is you normally put on it. And then I will also get the Kashmiri lamb on white rice without the green peppers." He said quietly, but I caught every word. I was completely enraptured. I've never been like this even with a girl. Yet my heart was in knots and it was hard to keep my heart beat and breathing in check.

He looked at me, and I felt my stomach do flips. I subconsciously grabbed their menus and mumbled something about being back in a bit to check up on them. I put the menus back and rushed the the bathroom; I didn't care if it wasn't on break, I needed to breathe.

I ran some water over my face and through my hair. I looked into the mirror. I think a permanent blush had worked its way onto my face, making the scars on my cheeks stick out more. My lips were unnaturally red, my bright blue eyes were wider than average. I think the only normal thing about me was my all too blond hair sticking in every direction, I was beyond trying to tame it. I grabbed my stomach, because I could still feel the butterflies in my stomach. I slid my hand up to my heart, it was still pounding. This was not happening.

I massaged my cheeks, to try to get the color to go away. I did a few pep jumps. I'm not gay, I'm not gay, I'm not gay. I don't like him. He is just off the scale gorgeous. I smacked myself for that last comment. I was going to make it through tonights shift if it killed me dammit!

I slapped myself a few more times and did some full body shakes, attempting to loosen up and shake this whole god damn thing away.

"NARUTO! Naruto what the hell are you doing?!" Kakashi poked his head through the bathroom door, I immediately quit shaking. I flashed a grin that normally killed the ladies and ran a hand through my hair.

"Nothing boss! Just catching my cool." I said already making my way around him and out the door.

"Well catch your cool on your break Naruto! You have tons of tables, get the hell out there!" he yelled at me. I cringed. I've never seen him so mad. Then again he has never had Kiba skip a shift. He had to call in Choji to cover him.

"Right…" I said and began my job with a more determined mind and clearer head. I place the trios order and checked on my other tables. I refilled the drinks of my other tables and brought salads out to the trio. I refused to look at pretty boy. I wouldn't fall, I just wouldn't.

I delivered food to two of my other tables and saw Hinata long enough for her to tell me table seven had left. I collected the tip and set a busboy on the table. By the time I had finished my rounds the trios food was up. I went to collect their salad plates before I brought about their real food.

"I'll be right back with your food." I flashed a smile out of habit and carried away their salad plates. I dumped the plates in the sink and hurried off to get their food. I grabbed all four dishes like a pro and carried it off to their table.

"Alright, I've got tonight's special, chicken parmesan with a side of mixed vegetables and then an order of Kashmiri lamb. Do you guys need any sauces?" our eyes connected for just a moment, a fraction of a second… yet I could feel that familiar heat reach at my cheeks

"I think we're good." The one with the long hair said, looking around his party for any objections.

"Great. I'll just get you guys another glass of wine?" I asked looking at the guy with the longer hair, trying to completely avoid pretty boy.

"That would be fine." He said, a sly smile on his face before turning to his food.

I turned to go get their wine and caught pretty boy staring at me through his messy but somehow styled hair. I could feel the heat creeping back into my cheeks, I think it was there to stay. Damn it, why the hell does he have this effect on me?!

I slapped my face all the way back to the kitchen, attempting to clear my head. I grabbed down three new glasses and poured the wine methodically. I looked over to see Hinata massaging her temples. I smirked, I bet she is calming now that it's getting less busy. I shook my head and delivered their wine, completely avoiding pretty boy.

"Anything else I can get you guys?" I asked looking at everybody but pretty boy. I don't care if I get a lousy tip, I wasn't going to compromise myself.

"I think we're fine." Mr. pony-tail said before taking a sip of the wine.

I nodded and went to check on my other tables. One had left and another I delivered food to.

After the trio left the night kind of flew by. Since it was so busy I did really well on tips. I always got fantastic tips but it was also an upscale restaurant. I would hardly be able to afford a glass of wine, let alone a meal here.

I was relieved when it was closing time. I had just picked up my last tables tip when Hinata began locking up. The rest of our coworkers had left a while ago, we were the only ones scheduled to work until close, and even Kakashi had left.

"What a long day." I mumbled heading to the computer to log out.

"Tell me about it" she sighed. I felt her behind me as I logged out.

I turned around suddenly. Her grey eyes met mine and her lips parted. I knew she liked me, and I needed to blow off some steam after tonight. I needed to prove to myself I wasn't gay. Sakura was unfortunately out of town. Hinata looked up at me, I think she could tell what I was going to do.

I took a step towards her. But she took a step back. I backed her all the way to the counter. I looked as she braced herself on it. I looked back up at her, she looked both excited and scare. I traced my lips up her neck, and I could feel her breathing hitch. It made me smile against her skin, and I felt Goosebumps forming. She wanted me, bad.

I picked her up and placed her on the counter. I positioned myself between her legs and placed both my hands on either side of her thighs. I leaned forwards until our noses touched. It was her that went in that last inch. Her lips were warm and felt comforting after tonight. They reminded me that yes, I did like women.

I wound my arms around her waist and she tangled her fingers in my hair. I felt the actual proof that I was not gay in my pants spring to life. I was surprised when she licked my lip. I felt myself smile and bit her own lips and deepened the kiss, and wrapped my arms tighter around her tiny waist.

I pulled away and she rested her forehead on mine. She was panting has hard as I was.

"Come home with me tonight" I whispered placing my hands on either side of her face. I felt her nod, and that was the only encouragement I needed to take her home.

How did you like it? please leave a comment below! this idea just sprung to me looking through a bunch of fan art and a fan fiction i was reading! i got mad because none of them were how i wanted them to be, so i decided to make it my way! please tell me if you liked it, and if you didn't what i can improve on! thank you!