Day 3: Always
I shift my parasol a bit on my shoulders. The breeze blows the hair framing my face. I take a deep breath then my lips curl up into a small smile as I look up at the sky. Sunny, cumulous clouds perfect Konoha weather. I bring my gaze back down to the path in front of me then slightly left as I get that eerie feeling that someone is watching me. Pale lavender meet dark amethyst. Our eyes stay locked as she glares at me, for what I don't know. My attention shifts to the man beside her then it all makes sense. It all becomes clear when I see straight through those cobalt portals to his soul. I chuckle inwardly, they're calling to me yet he's standing with her.
She's cute. Long, flowing light blonde hair and dark violet eyes and she just happens to look an awful lot like me. A placebo. She moves closer to him and rests her head on his shoulder, but his eyes never leave me. I just sigh, swing my parasol to the other side and continue on with my stroll.
I let him go, because of the whole if you love it let it go thing but when our eyes meet it's always the same thing. His souls beckons me, and all the feelings that I locked away break free. He's with her though and not me. He looked as if he want to jump across the street to me and honestly I would've gladly accepted him. I'll always feel the same about him. But if it comes back then it's truly yours.
I pay for my goods then settle the bags on arms. It's been quite some time since I've been out to the market. I honestly missed just walking around the village; no where to go, no times to meet, just wandering. "Hinata," a voice calls me out of my thoughts. I turn around to see a blur of pink and a smile graces my lips.
"Sakura-chan," I greet the aproaching medic still in her hospital gear.
"I haven't seen you around in while," she hugs me.
"Yes, I've been a bit preoccupied lately," I nod.
"I would imagine. Say, do you have some free time now," her green eyes gleam with hope.
"I do."
"How about we get some dango and catch up?"
"Sounds great."
We sit in the dango shop on our second order. Our conversations have went from Ino's surpising crush on Choji to the new uniforms in the hospital. I busied myself so much that I barely got to get out with my friends like this anymore. The only people I really see are Shino and Kiba and that's on occasion. I suppose distracting myself with work had it's downfalls also. "How is he," I take a quick sip of tea,"I saw him a few months ago but he was with someone."
Sakura sighed and shook her head,"Not too well. He's going through a break up right now, with the one you saw him with. Shion," emerald eyes rolled,"I guess it was pretty ugly. I don't know details but he's pretty down." I hum softly then take a small bite of dango. "I think it'd be good if you went and saw him or just talked to him. He could really use someone right now but he's not letting us in." Sakura chuckled,"You were always really good at getting pass all the walls he puts up."
I sigh, finding the skewer my dumplings were just on to be rather fascinating,"I don't know."
She heaves a heavy sigh,"Hinata-chan."
"I'll see," I smirk.
I bit my lip nervously as I raise my fist to knock on the door. Taking a deep breath, I summon all of my courage and lightly knock in the rhythm that I had so many times before. Moments later the door slowly opens and he comes into view. Blue eyes widen in shook then blonde brows knit in confusion,"Hi-Hinata?"
"Hello," I softly smile," May I come in?"
"Uh sure," he rubbs the back of his neck and steps to the side. I walk in and down the hall to the kitchen as if it were yesterday. I open up the cabinet, pull out the kettle and start to boil water.
"I brought ramen," I turn to the confused owner of the kitchen I'm raiding.
He then smirked and leaned against the wall, falling right back into routine,"No cinnamon rolls?"
"Of course there are," I pull a paper bag out of the plastic bag the cups of ramen are in,"I got deluxe miso." Pulling everything out of the bag, I waved the ramen in the air to show him.
"Ooo fancy shit," he chuckled.
"I know," I giggle then look him over and try not frown,"You look um...tired. No, you look terrible." Who knows how long he's had those pants on, ramen stains on his shirt and he hasn't shaved for days.
He rubs his stubbled chin,"I like to say rugged."
"Rugged," I raise a brow.
"Yea, gives me an edge, y'know."
"No, you just look like you stink," I bit my lip to keep from grinning as I lean up against the counter.
"Whatever," he drawled and the kettle whistles. I push off the counter and pour the hot water into the ramen then set the timer. I feel his eyes on me the entire time. I turn back around to face him and hop up on a countertop. "As lovely as this visit is, uh, can't say I'm not curious as to why Lady Hyuuga just popped up at my door." He paused. "Did Sakura send you?"
"She didn't send me," I rest my head on a cabinet, "I came to check on you but I did run into her not too long ago and we chatted for a while."
"So she sent you."
"If that's what you want to think," I looked down at my kicking feet.
"She must've told you about Shion," he sighed.
"She mentioned it. Sorry to hear about that. She was cute," I place a finger to my nose and tease,"She looked familiar like I've seen her before somewhere."
He rolled his eyes,"Everyone said you two look like alike." I just giggle and shake my head with amusement. The timer goes off.
"Ramen's ready," I hop off the counter, shaking my hips and waving my hands in the air as I walk over to the bowls.
"The ramen dance," he laughed.
"Yes, the ramen dance. C'mon you have to join in if want ramen," I laugh with him. He smirks and half does the dance. "Hey! You're the one that made the dance up. You can do better than that," I hold the two bowls in my hand and walk over to the table. He sits down and reachs for one but I intercept with a light juuken to the index finger.
"Damnit," he put his finger in his mouth and pouts,"What was that for?"
"For not doing the dance right," I purse my lips trying to keep the smile off my face as I "scold" him. I slide him the bowl and he smiles at me. So many feeling, so many emotions and memories involve that smile.
"Thanks, Hinata," he takes his chopsticks.
We sit on the couch, sticky buns in hand and smiles on our faces. He lolls his head to the side and looks at me for a while before he finally speaks. "I miss you," he whispers. I avert my eyes down to the gooey pastry in my hand as that pesky blush tints my cheeks. Even after all these years he still the only one who make me act like this.
"I miss you too," I softly speak.
"Hina," he reachs out to me. His fingertip graze my jaw leaving a firey trail behind them. He tilts my head up then turns it towards him. His face adorns a small smile and I feel like all the air just left the room. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself as he moves closer. Then ever so gently his lips brush mine. If I didn't know any better I wouldn't have thought he kissed me but he did.
"Naruto-kun," I draw back,"You know what'll happen if you kiss me like that."
"I do. That's why I did it," his voice was low and husky,"I want to try again."
"I do too but I think we should wait a while. We both know what happens when things move too fast. Let's take it slow this time."
He nodded,"You're right. I always rush into things without thinking." His hand left my chin and settled in the space between us. I smiled softly feeling his fingers lightly tapping mine, pleading for permission. I slide my hand into his and intertwine our fingers together.
"Let's take it slow to make it last," I whisper.
"Ok," he nodded.