A/N: Sorry for the slight delay on this update. My Uni has been killing me! Anyway, hope this is worth the extra wait. This is a little bit longer than my previous drabbles. In fact, this might even be falling more into the oneshot length, but whatever, I'll let you be the judge. This one is called Beacon and focuses on raincoats. Hope you like it!
Summary: They keep us warm, shelter us from the cold and from the rain. They're the ray of light that guides us home.
Disclaimer: I dreamt I owned Naruto once. I think that's about as close as it comes.
#4. Beacon
It was no mystery that Hinata had never been comfortable amongst large crowds.
She detested the constant hustle and bustle of the city, finding the masses of buisnessmen and women suffocating her in an ominous cloud of dark clothes and briefcases simply daunting. It felt as though she was being swallowed by the sea; a brutal, unforgiving force.
The rain didn't help to improve the situation either; it was the same as any other day. Except now she was narrowly avoiding scurrying groups of workers frantically trying to find their way home.
They carried umbrellas, or simply threw their briefcases over their heads to shield themselves from the relentless downpour, without any care in the world aside from their own well being. It was if the cold, uninviting aura of the city was being reflected well by the people inhabiting it; she may as well have been passing through the people like ghosts.
Though unfortunately for Hinata, they were all very much physical, solid beings; something she learned the hard way when she collided directly with one of them.
Hinata collasped to the ground, her own belongings, now soaked, scattered around her in a fray.
She groaned in frustration, before reaching to retrieve her own briefcase from the watery confines in which it now lay. However, her motion was suddenly halted by a tanned, strong hand, shrouded by the bright orange sleeve of a raincoat, salvaged it first.
Hinata gazed in bewilderment, feeling a deep flush rise to her cheeks as she took in the appearance of the man before her.
He flashed her a cheerful smile, as he extended out his hand to assist her to her feet, donned in a vivid, orange raincoat, with damp locks of shocking blonde falling over oceanic blue eyes. He stood out from the lurid isolation surrounding them like a beacon of light; a siren song calming the storm.
She was completely taken back by this man's incredibly out of place gesture and overall appearance, but accepted his hand with a soft smile of her own, too enchanted by his alluring eyes.
She had no trouble getting home from there, his shining visage guiding her every step of the way.
A/N: Sorry for the incredibly cheesy ending :/ As I'm sure you can see I'm returning to more positive themed oneshots for now. Though I will try and balance it out with the occasional angsty one every now and then. Anyway, please R&R, your feedback helps me improve! Also, if you have any requests or suggestions for ideas, I'd be more than happy to hear them! =D