A/N: My throat hurts.
Summary: AU Canon - Set in 'Road to Ninja Universe'. A collection on unrelated drabbles. Because Menma was strangely territorial and Hinata had better things...people to do.
Pairings: Menma x Hinata and Sasuke x Hinata
Scent
Hinata was curled up, hugging her knees to her chest. She was sitting on the tile floor, letting the water wash over her. She took a deep, measured breath. It had already been an hour and she still couldn't bring herself to get out of the shower and meet up with Menma. The water had turned cold a while back and gooseflesh covered her arms as the droplets rained on her. Finally, when she couldn't take it anymore, a small, creeping suspicion that she'd be sick tomorrow, she turned the shower off. Slowly, Hinata got up.
Her movements were robotic. Her feet slapped the ground as she slowly emerged from the bathroom. She gathered her hair in her hands and twisted it, squeezing out the water. Once satisfied, she dabbed at her skin with a towel, wishing - praying, that Menma wouldn't notice.
She was so occupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice him at first. Hinata was humming a tune, swaying her hips to the music as she dug out of her clothes, chewing her lip as she tried to decide what to wear for their date. Then, she felt it - a sudden pulse of chakra that made her freeze and the tip of a kunai placed at her throat.
Hinata narrowed her eyes, her Byakugan activated as she slid her eyes to the side, glaring at Menma. His whisker-marks, thicker than usual, and his eyes - carefree and kind in front of other, but bestial when around her - were darker than usual. He breathed in slowly, rubbing his cheek against hers. Hinata, still glaring, amplified her own chakra. "You~ reek~ of someone else~!" Menma remarked in a playful tone.
Before she could react, Menma already had his hand over her mouth and the kunai was already dripping with blood, a long, angry and red scratch marking her shoulder.
A/N: Basically, Menma smells Sasuke on Hinata. If that makes sense. Bye.