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breaking free
visionary wonder
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I'd never gone with the wind
Just let it flow
Let it take me where it wants to go to
You open the door
There's so much more
I've never seen it before
I was trying to fly
But I couldn't find wings
But you came along and you changed everything
Crazier / Taylor Swift
As the two teenagers started to come up to Hinata's road, she nudged Naruto and said, "Hey, could, you uhm, drop me off at the end of my road?" she went red, thinking of how ridiculous she must have sounded and how he was probably thinking she was such a loser. But damn, her father would be absolutely furious if she showed up on a motorcycle…with a boy.
Instead, Naruto laughed good-naturally, "Can't let daddy catch us," he threw her a wink over his shoulder as he came to a stop, allowing her to hop off.
As she fixed her clothes and hair, Naruto finally got a good look at her. Of course he knew she was cute, he wouldn't have let an ugly girl ride his precious bike. That just went against the rules of man law. But she was pretty, really, really pretty, he thought, letting his eyes run over her soft curves and ample chest. She was wearing black skinnies, a crème colored top, and flats. She had long raven hair with a purple tint to it and the most unique eyes Naruto had ever seen. She was short, he mused with a smirk, and she had a great smile.
She stood there shyly, holding his orange helmet in her small hands. The air was cool and if Naruto had to guess it was nearing midnight. The bright stars were scattered high in the sky above them, and the leaves swirled around their feet.
"W-well, uhm, I guess I better go," she blushed, ducking her head slightly, handing the helmet to the blonde.
Naruto grinned, taking and putting the helmet on, starting up his bike again, and as Hinata started to walk away down her street, he called out, "Hey, I'll catch you around, cutie!" before turning around and speeding off.
Hinata couldn't stop the smile if she tried.
Buzz…Buzz…Buzz.
BAM.
That was Hinata's phone as it vibrated off her nightstand onto her hardwood floors. She forced back a groan, and put her purple pillow over her face.
It was late Saturday morning, and Hinata knew more than likely it was one of her friends probably questioning her about her sudden disappearance last night. And as she started to wake up more, the smile was coming back from last night, and everything felt like a dream almost. Like it didn't really happen to her.
She giggled softly thinking about a spikey head of blonde hair and blue eyes, and then chastened herself for acting like Ino. Speaking of her friend, Hinata threw the pillow away from her with a sigh, and reached down to pick up her fallen phone; it surprised her as much as she dropped the thing, it never did break. She rolled her eyes humorously when she saw Ino had changed her contact name in her phone again.
From: Ino the Sexy Goddess
To: Hinata
Uhm, young lady, you have some SERIOUS explaining to do!
To: Ino the Sexy Goddness
From: Hinata
In my defense, you were plastered.
From: Ino the Sexy Goddess
To: Hinata
Excuses, excuses.
But I DID hear from a little birdie that you went off WITH A GUY ON A MOTORCYCLE. WHAT.
To: Ino the Sexy Goddess
From: Hinata
I have the right to remain silent.
From: Ino the Sexy Goddess
To: Hinata
OH, NO YOU DON'T MS. HYUUGA.
GIRL TIME. MY HOUSE. TONIGHT.
BE THERE OR I'M COMING AFTER YOU.
Hinata threw her phone on her bed with a shake of her head; she would never understand how Ino had so much intensity in her.
With a yawn, Hinata quickly got up, and grabbed a towel, heading towards the bathroom for a shower. After she was dressed, she was getting coffee.
Lots of it.
About twenty minutes later, Hinata dried off, and got dressed, and just as she was about to step out of the bathroom, she nearly had a heart attack.
"AH!" The normally composed and quiet girl screamed, jumping about two feet in the air.
And then there was her cousin, standing tall with his arms crossed and hard eyes narrowed.
"Hinata," he stressed, pausing, as if he couldn't believe what he was about to say, "What were you doing on a motorcycle last night?"
Hinata opened and closed her mouth a few times—how in the hell—and then she opted for another tactic.
"I-I don't know what you're t-talking about N-neji-kun," she stammered, moving briskly by her cousin, and quickly shutting the door to her room.
"Hinata, we will talk about this later!" she heard his muffled shout, and she inwardly cringed. Oops.
As Hinata entered the coffee shop with a 'bing' from the door, she breathed in deeply, enjoying the smells of mocha and donuts. Her mouth watered, and she really needed to crave this caffeine addiction of hers.
As she approached the corner for her order, she was pleasantly surprised to see a head of blonde hair under a black and red cap and those bright blue eyes.
She kinda—of—sorta-maybe—totally—froze up.
Dammnit, there she went again.
Naruto smiled that same foxy grin, "Hey miss, what can I get for you today?" his eyes dancing with amusement.
Hinata licked her lips, squeaking out her regular order of coffee and extra cream whip. Naruto ranged it up with a grin before turning around and getting her order. Once he was finished, he handed it to her asking, "Stalking me much, Hinata-chan?" he winked to let her know he was playing, and propped his chin up with a tan hand on the counter.
Hinata's heart thumped wildly in her chest, God, she was so not good at this. And she blushed at his accusation, "N-no!" she exclaimed a little too loud, and giggling a little despite herself. Why couldn't she be a normal teenage girl who was able to talk and flirt smoothly with cute guys? Oh right. Because she was Hinata. "I n-needed some fresh air, and wanted some coffee," she said, smiling a little—okay, just breath, she thought—gesturing toward's her medium-sized cup. "I have a little addiction."
Nauto smiled, showing his right dimple, "Yeah? Well, I get off in like, wait, hang on—" he paused in mid-sentence, looking over his shoulder, yelling, "Hey, Tenten! What time is it?!" she heard a yell back saying it was 12:51.
Naruto turned back to her, grinning, "Yeah, anyway, I get off in nine minutes anddddd I was wondering if you wanted to go get lunch with me? I know we just met and all butttt uhm, yeah I wanna go to lunch with you."
If Hinata's heart started beating any faster she was sure it was going to combust out of her chest. How was this happening? Now, it really had to be a dream. She was sure of it. It had seemed like her whole life had flip-flopped in a matter of twenty-four hours. Like stuff like this didn't happen to her. She didn't go to parties, she didn't ride on motorcycles, or go off with boys she just met, and or have boys ask her out a night after they just met!
For a brief second, a thought of her getting drugged off and killed because she was lured into a date with a stranger under false pretenses' made her cringe and promise to stop watching so many horror movies with Sakura.
But finally, she said, "Okay," before her mind could even register what just came out of her mouth. Was this a date? Oh my gosh, this was a date, wasn't it? She mentally panicked, and then blushed when Naruto raised his eyebrow at her.
"I'll just go d-drink this and play on my phone," Hinata quickly spat out, blushing, and then turning on her heels to a booth.
However, nine minutes goes by quickly and so does half of Hinata's coffee, but Naruto has hung up his apron and was now leading them out the door where his bike sat.
As they were walking out, Hinata noticed Naruto had put on a black leather jacket to help the chill of the wind and admittedly blushed at the thoughts forming in her head.
Hinata didn't even question the blonde this time as he handed her his helmet, and hopped on the bike, waiting for her to follow. She put the obnoxious orange helmet on, inwardly shaking her head, and climbing on, her arms circling around Naruto.
"Hey Hinata," Naruto broke the silence before he started up the engine, "You're cute." And before she could even reply, he cranked up the bike and backed out.
Hinata was still speechless, and she once again couldn't help but think how this boy was causing her to do things she never even would thought twice about doing. However, as the familiar adrenaline rush swept over her body, and the sensation of the wind whipping her long hair behind her as they speed off made her feel so free.
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