Chapter 2: NaruHina
Looking out the window, Hinata smiled. An adorable bird had just perched on the window sill, chirping happily at the pre-spring weather. Sudden cries of walking the plank and running faster than a speeding bullet rang through her ears. Watching as kids ran and tackled each other, she decided that it was a nice Sunday.
Looking back down at the discarded ramen cup she'd just plucked from the floor, Hinata grimaced. It had taken three garbage bags and a thoroughly exhausted Hinata to rid Naruto's room of those wretched containers. And she wasn't even nearly done!
Scanning the room, she could pick out a few forgotten clothes under the bed, and comic books and empty soda cans were scattered everywhere! Hinata made a mental note to buy Naruto a garbage bin or two.. Or five.
She sighed. This was gonna be a looooong day..
Meanwhile, a group of guys huddled over the television, eyes glued to the screen. Fortunately, they were still able to suppress enough of their excitement to keep their butts from falling off the sofa.
"Thanks for letting us watch here, man." Kiba patted Naruto's back, both boys not letting their gazes stray from the screen.
Apparently, there was no need for a reply as three of the five men flew up, cheering audibly (Shikamaru doesn't really care and Sasuke prefers to express himself quietly). They exchanged high fives and cries of victory.
"That was most youthful!" Lee cried, pumping both fists in the air.
"Totally!" Kiba followed. "That was fuc-"
As a soft grunt resounded within the room, the boys turned around. Glancing back, they found Hinata, struggling with three garbage bags. Immediately, Naruto flew to her side.
"Here, Hinata-chan." He took two of the bags out of her hands. "Let me help you with that." As Hinata looked up from the calloused hands that took the bags from her, she was met with a bright, handsome grin. Even after a year of dating, Hinata always found herself blushing when faced with Naruto's handsome smile.
The boys left in the living room momentarily exchanged knowing glances before going back to their ever precious game.
Meanwhile, outside, Naruto unceremoniously dropped the bags into the bin with a loud CLANK!. "All done!" He proclaimed loudly, flashing Hinata another bright smile. Eager to get back inside, Naruto gave her a quick kiss before rushing back towards the small apartment.
But before Naruto could even take three steps, a call screeched him to a halt. "N-Naruto-kun!"
Naruto grimaced. He was supposed to be getting back to the game! "Y-yeah, Hinata-chan?" He replied hesitantly.
"Um, I-I was wondering.." She looked down, fingers twiddling. She knew he had a game to get back to, a game that was apparently very important. But this was just gonna be really quick! "C-could you drive me t-to the hardware store? I-I kinda need supplies.."
As blue eyes watched the petite Hyuuga blush embarrassedly and smile so adorably, he knew he was screwed.
Sigh. "I'll get the keys." With slumped shoulders, he trudged into the apartment, sparing a quick, rueful glance at the TV. He secretly bid goodbye to the precious, precious game he knew he was gonna miss and dragged himself outside and into the car.
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With a collected sigh, Naruto placed the plastic bags into the dining table.
Thirty-five minutes. It took roughly thirty-five minutes to get to the store, buy all the stuff, get to the front of a painfully long line, and get back home.
And within those thirty-five torturous minutes, the boys had left.
Left with nothing but a small, frustrating note on the coffee table.
Whipped!
Number 2: Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.
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A/N: Fail. TT-TT I hated this. I feel like it hadn't come out like I wanted. Apologies for such a late update, btw! This has been in my computer for a few weeks now, I just haven't gotten around to finishing till now.
On a side note: I accept requests for pairings. Whatever the hell they may be, although I'm still partial with yaoi/yuri.
