Dream

Sleepypandax: Thank you for my readers. i will try to update fragrantly.

Not a ninja story sorry

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

"Writing"/ 'thoughts'/ "demon speech"/ 'demon thoughts'/

Chapter 4:

-Click- The door unlocked, and I walked inside and into the kitchen.

I looked over to the couch and saw her sleeping peacefully.

'She looks so peaceful sleeping.'

I walked over to her and carefully picked her up, moving her to the bedroom, I laid her down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her. Turning around, I heard a soft voice. Looking back at the girl I heard her calling for family.

"Wait. Don't leave me!" She whined, softly crying.

I looked at her and sighed; I walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed in. I wrapped my arms around her while I watched her sleep, slowly drifting into the darkness as she moves in closer to me.

I stirred around, slowly waking up, missing the warmth that was next to me. My eyes shot opened as I looked for the mortal that was gone. Hearing sizzling in the next room, I sat up and silently walked out the door.

'She's cooking, smells delicious.' I sniffed in the alluring smell.

Walking closer to her, I leaned against the wall.

Naruto's p.o.v:

I woke up to firm arms wrapped around me.

'What the hell, why am I in a bed, and why is HE in the same bed as me!' I panicked.

'I'm just going to umm you know get off the bed.' I thought as I carefully slipped out of his grip.

I sighed in relieve as I quietly walked to the other room.

-Growllll-

"Stupid tummy, why are you hungry right now?!" I whispered.

I looked at my wrist and saw the time.

"Ohh it's six in the morning, why did I wake up so early! That's right, because of him."

'Better go cook some food then'

I walked over to the fridge and looked at what was inside: eggs, bacon, milk, orange juice.

'Hmm, so wolves eat too, interesting.'

"Well I hope he doesn't mind if I take some food, maybe I'll make him some since I'm cooking and taking his food."

Taking the eggs and bacon out of the fridge, I set them on the counter as I looked for some pans. Turning on the stove, I set the pan on and grabbed some oil. I started to hum some songs as I cooked.

"Morning there, cooking are you?"

I slightly jumped, surprised by the voice.

"Oh my god, you scared the crap out of me, and yes I'm cooking I hope you don't mind." I said as I continued to cook.

"Well I'm sorry, it's just that I woke up and I smelt some breakfast, though I'm not used to it." He said chuckling.

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