Bumps and Comfort

Chapter 11: A Dropping Pebble

AU: Hello people, its-a-me Gekko and I'm back with the eleventh chapter of this fict. There is not really much to say, so I'll let my writing to the narrating and let your minds wonder.

Please enjoy…

***SolidWhiteGekko***

The blond haired man stared himself down. It may had been the burrito he had earlier on but for some reason he could not help but feel amazed by how a mirror worked. He never really gave a penny for how the mirror did what it did. In fact, it was only now when he was checking that he looked alright for the task that he started to wonder just how some material could reflect his image back at him and so accurately at that. But it really was not the time for these thoughts.

"Come on Naruto, focus!" He told himself, slapping his cheeks with both hands. At the moment he was rocking some brown boots, nicely fitted black jeans and a white shirt topped with an midnight blue V-neck jumper. He had hoped that this was considered casually smart. He wasn't sure if he should get one of his friends to come for reference. He nervously chuckled remembering an old friend who was right for the job.

"Hey man, I know I haven't seen you in a while but is it cool if you came round and checked that my outfit was alright?" He asked out aloud almost as if he was practicing it. His friends face with an annoyed reaction then came to mind. He was sure that he would get a kicking if he tried that on him. He could only assume how he would take it and leave it at that. As far as his friend new, he was across the country, studying at some other university and so Naruto would leave it at just that. He wasn't sure if he would be able to face him in his state anyway. Naruto let out a long sigh…

"Maybe some other time…" He voiced quietly. He turned to his guitar which laid comfortably on his bed and picked it up to test some of the strings. It all sounded right. He knew the song which he was going to play off my heart. It was all set. All he had to do now was execute it all and hope that he could impress the manager, the employees and the people who come to the café.

He grabbed his guitar and placed it in its case before swinging it over his back. He was ready. He was going to entertain and show them that he was the right guy for the job. He knew that if he could grab this job, his life would get a little easier and he could burden his parents a little less. With the song he would play in mind, he made his way out the door he had familiarised himself with and made his way towards the coffee house, hoping that after his performance he would get the job and buy a large cup of his beloved mocha.

***SolidWhiteGekko***

Hinata had just finished purchasing all the books which she would need for her first year at university as well as a new reading book which she has been oh, so keen to read for the past few months and was now heading home, hoping to start the novel.

Seeing that she would pass the coffee house, Hinata started to crave her beloved drink. The drink which she mealy had a day ago but of course, Hinata wanted to stay away from the coffee house. Her shyness getting in her way again but then when she thought about that lonely drink which was meant for her lonely self… She shook her head furiously. It was fine. She could walk in there and buy a mocha and then be done with it. That would be it and she would be on her merrily way back home, with her drink in hand and books in the other. With those thoughts in mind, she pushed the door open, allowing the sweet chime of the bell to acknowledge her presence. She noticed that a few people had glanced at her. The feeling if wanting to run back out the door as fast she possible could zapped around in her mind. She now realised just how helpful her friends where. They gave her confidence, confidence to stroll in to a coffee house and order a drink, drink it and then walk out. But at the moment they were not here and so her confidence was quite lacking.

Slowly but surely, she forced herself forward, not knowing that the man who she had saw enter the café a day ago, the same man who she had saved her from falling by grabbing her almost a week ago, the same man who had grasped her hands when helping her pick up her tomato now sat on an a high tool making preparations. She was completely oblivious to it all with her mind only focused on the path to her hot drink. She walked up to the counter and waited in line, she was now only one person behind. The person had made her order and received her drink before walking away. It was now her turn. She approached the counter.

"H-hi, c-can I have a mocha please?" She asked timidly. The employees didn't seemed to catch that and sent her an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, could you repeat that?" She asked kindly. Hinata breathed deeply thinking about how she did it yesterday and tried again.

"Can I please have a medium sized mocha please?" She asked. Knowing the price she placed it on the counter when she got the confirmation that the order went through. The employees took the money and flashed her smile. She typed into her cash register and handed Hinata the change.

"Thank you."

"Your mocha will come in a few seconds." She said. Hinata nodded and stood aside for the next person. She breathed in a sigh of relief, thankful that it went smoothly after only one mishap. She was sure that she would have been scolded by Tenten and Ino if she saw that. There was some strumming of a guitar, it was light and gentle but she heard it clearly and it seemed as if everyone in the coffee house could hear it too. She looked to the source and saw that it was the same blonde man who she had met on two occasions. The first occasion having her quite flustered and the second one being only a day ago and left her in curiosity. This was the third time and much like the second time, she was also filled with curiosity. Was he going to perform? Did this mean that he truly did work here? These questioned danced around in her mind till the words 'Mocha' snapped her out of it. She turned around, a startled look on her face.

"Here you go miss." The employee stated before looking back at the blonde and then back at her.

"Sorry if this is sudden but is that guy your boyfriend?" the employee asked. Hinata started at her and blinked in confusing a couple of times before it all sank in. Her face heated red and she shook her head dangerously fast. She would have beaten two world records that day.

"N-no!" She stammered. The employee grinned.

"Well if that's the case, I may have a go at him," she winked at her and Hinata smiled in response but her thoughts on the guy came back and she had to clear her curiosity.

"Is that man now working here?" Hinata asked. The lady looked past her and to the blonde man who was lightly strumming his guitar as if he was testing it.

"Not yet, but if he can please the people and the boss, than he is sure to book himself the job." She stated before walking away and tending another customer. Hinata's eyes travelled back to him and closed her.

"Good luck…" She whispered before grabbing a seat. She wanted to find out if he truly needed the luck.

***SolidWhiteGekko***

AU: Mwahahahahaha! Yes! I am truly evil indeed!

….

Alight, keeping in mind that I'm probably as evil as a drunk rabbit and believe me, I have actually seen an intoxicated rabbit… Or maybe it was a racoon? Ah can't remember but I know I shouldn't but it was pretty funny. It walked side to side and was wobbling and everything. Oh god! I think it's on YouTube somewhere. Argg, who knows anyway?

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I don't really want to say much about the next chapter and so will leave it at the fact that I want you guys to leave a review out of appreciate. It isn't necessary but it would be mighty nice of ya.

Anyway, peace!

SolidWhiteGekko, sneaking out…