Once again, I got this prompt from tumblr. An anon requested: Menma and Naruto fight over canon Hinata with Menma falling for her kind, gentle, contrasting nature than her parallel self. Seeing as I hadn't seen the episode/movie, I wasn't sure how to write this so I apologize if it seems completely OOC. Please tell me what you think cause I'd like to know how I did on this piece.

This is done in Menma's POV.

I don't own Naruto.

I don't understand what he sees in this Hinata. She's weak, gentle, and doesn't like fighting. The Hinata in my timeline loves to fight, and is never gentle.

Yet, as I fight Naruto, who is my parallel self, I can fell myself being drawn towards her. I don't know her well, and yet, I still can't help but feel like she would understand me. She would stay at my side.

I can't help but feel jealous seeing her at his side, helping his fight against me. Why does she seem different now than she did before. Before he showed up, she was reserved, shy, and quiet. Now, she's bold, strong and fierce.

Could it be because Naruto is beside her that she's this way? Someone who fights to protect the people she loves. Is that what drives her to fight? I have never met someone like her, and yet I still feel determined to make her mine.

Where did this desire come from? Why do I feel so drawn to her? Instead of looking at me with eyes of gentleness, she's looking at me with eyes of anger. Perhaps if I go after him, I could gain her affection.

"Tell me woman… Why do you fight now?"

Getting ready to attack me, I could see her resolve in her eyes.

"Naruto-kun means everything to me. I won't allow you or anyone else to harm him."

I scoffed, "You're willing to throw your life away for someone who's a monster? For someone who carries the nine-tailed fox?"

Her eyes narrow in anger as she crouches into a defensive position.

"I don't care that he has the nine-tailed fox inside him. I love him for who he is. I won't let anyone hurt him, physically or mentally."

I could feel my eyes widen as she charged at me, my other self lying on the ground in pain.

It all makes sense to me now. She's accepted him for who he is, despite carrying such a horrifying monster inside. She doesn't care that he can easily kill her should he lose control. It doesn't even phase her that he is demeaned by everyone else in the village.

What she sees is the love of her life, lying on the ground in pain. She sees a man who has to be protected because he can't stand up on his own. She sees someone who is much like her, alone and different in the world.

Now I understand why she is so different now.

She loves this side of me. This young man who is willing to give himself up to protect his comrades. She's willing to put her life on the line for someone who despite growing up around hatred, decided to prove everyone wrong and make something of himself.

Someone the opposite of me.

I felt my body hit the ground before I could blink. I knew she was different. Instead of fighting for the sake of it, she fought to defend the people who she loves. People who care about her and treat her with respect.

I could feel my eyes shutting as the picture of her face began to fade. I reached out a hand, for what reason I'm not sure, and before it hit the ground, I felt a smaller hand take mine. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming of tears falling on my hand, but I pretended that was the case. Instead of facing reality, I succumbed to a place where this gentle Hinata loved me, and not the one that currently exists.