A/N: Just like to take a moment, once again, to express my appreciation for all the attention this fic has been getting. After 10 drabbles, I have 61 reviews, an average of 6 reviews per chapter, which I am completely stoked about. Thank you guys so much! :D
Anyway, this next addition is called Nurture and is based on pyjamas. Enjoy!
Summary: They were the kind of people who shared everything with each other.
Disclaimer: Naruto and Hinata belong to each other; and, in turn, belong to Kishimoto.
#11. Nurture
She carried the tray carefully down to their bedroom, making sure she balanced it in such a way so that she didn't spill any of the ramen broth from its bowl.
The ramen she had picked up especially for him.
Normally Hinata would avoid leaving the house on a day as gloomy and unpleasant as this one, but she'd done it for him.
She knew it was definitely what he needed right now, and it really was the least she could do for someone who looked out for he as much as he did.
She remembered a time one week earlier when she'd caught a cold.
Remembered how Naruto had taken a break from his busy schedule of missions and rigorous training simply to be there for her; to look after her.
He nurtured her; staying by her bed, collecting up the bundles of used tissues she accumulated throughout the day, passing her a lozenge whenever she coughed, stroking her hair lovingly while she slept.
She remembed vividly first opening her weary, heavy eyes sleepily only to find him sitting across from her bed, stroking her arm lovingly.
He traced his fingertips delicately over the contours of her arm, providing them with an appreciated warmth, before reaching up to frame her face gently, his gaze penetrating hers deeply.
"You shouldn't kiss me," she warned timidly, still expressing concern for him in her sickly state.
Naruto smirked in response and captured her lips in a single, chaste brush regardless.
A soft blush dusted Hinata's cheek, recalling the overwhelming sense of gratitude she felt at such a gesture.
She then opened the door carefully to the man in question, lying dishevelled and bed-ridden, still wearing his pyjamas.
She couldn't help but smile at the look of satisfaction that crossed over his face when he saw her. Despite his nose being runny, his throat aching, and his normally hyperactive, motionless form being slumped lazily beneath a myriad of blankets.
"It was worth it," the blonde remarked, smiling contentedly as Hinata placed the tray before him.
A/N: So that's another addition done! I'm not sure exactly how long I'm going to keep these series going for. I've still got quite a few ideas I think would make for interesting stories, but I don't want to make this series so long that it becomes repetitive and people lose interest... Bah, I guess I'll just deal with it as it comes.
Anywho, pease R&R, and while you're at it, why not check out my latest NaruHina oneshot All at Once if you haven't already done so. Your feedback would be most appreciated! :D Until next time!