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The Sitter
Chapter 2 Part 13
"Is that Christie Brinkley?"
Tenten spun around. "Where?"
"The one in the shimmery red thing. See? Way too tight for her?" I pointed to the other end of the long, curved bar.
"Yeah. She looks great, doesn't she? I mean for her age."
Tenten tossed her hair off her bare shoulders. She wore a silvery low-cut top over straight-legged black slacks. She had a small, temporary, red-and-blue heart tattoo on each shoulder and large silver earrings that dangled down over her cheeks and kept getting tangled in her hair.
I was dressed for our big club night, too, in a new outfit Tenten had picked out for me in Southampton. I had on a tight, pink-and-blue tie-dyed midriff top over a short denim skirt, and clog type shoes that made me walk about a foot off the floor.
I had even teased and tortured my hair, trying to make it look like a do Nicole Kidman wore in a photo in People magazine.
It had been Tenten's idea, and I couldn't say that I was quite comfortable with the look yet.
"Is my hair okay?" I asked Tenten. "Do I look like Raggedy Ann or something?"
She tugged a tangled strand off my face. "The waif look," she said. "Guys love it, Hinata, seriously. You're Winona Ryder without the criminal record."
"Ha ha."
We were at Pulsations, a new club on the beach in a little town past Easthampton called Amagansett. It didn't look like much from the outside – a high, boxlike structure, like an air plane hangar, painted gray, without any decoration, not even a name sign. We stood in line for about twenty minutes, which Tenten said wasn't bad, and watched limos and expensive new cars pull up, and all these tanned, well dressed guys and girls climbing out.
Naruto said he was already on his way.
Music throbbed out every time the door was opened. An unhappy-looking crowd of ten or twelve had gathered across from the line. They were pleading the guy at the door, gesturing wildly.
"They've got New Jersey written all over them," Tenten said. "They'll never get in."
A hot, humid night, and I knew my eye makeup was staring to run and my hair was frizzing up like crazy. I motioned the guy at the door. "Think he'll let us in?"
And before Tenten could answer, he was giving us the big wave, holding the rope aside and we were hurrying into the club, my shoes clonking on the concrete walk.
We stepped into a narrow, mirrored entry hall where we paid our admission and a maniac cover charge – thirty-five dollars before we even entered the club – and then into a cavernous room. My eyes adjusted to the low lights, the blue spotlights sweeping pale light over the crowded dance floor, the blue walls, the endless blue car curving along the one wall.
"Im beginning to get the color scheme," I said keeping close to Tenten, who was surveying the room, her eyes moving from face to face at the bar.
"See, its cool, not hot," she said.
"Don't we want to be hot?" But she didn't hear me.
The deejay was fading a Mary J. Blije song I recognized into some dance hall reggae. The dancers seemed hesitant then found the beat.
I saw a girl dancing with a cigarette in one hand and a martini glass in the other. A lanky guy in a wet-drenched T-shirt with Abercrombie blazing across the front waved his arms wildly, singing loudly, seemingly dancing by himself. Despite the fast beat of the music, a couple danced slowly, faces pressed together, his hands gripping her ass as they swayed.
On the other side of the dance floor, at the far end of the club, I saw tables, tall blue booths- a restaurant. "Do we want to eat?" Tenten asked.
"I think we just want to drink," I replied.
We pushed up to the bar. Two guys holding bottles of Red Stripe beer were arguing about the Mets. A really tanned guy with black hair slicked straight back was trying to impress a girl: "No, for real. I know two Baldwin brothers."
I heard snatches of conversations.
"I traded in the Hummer. Too hard to park."
"My wife is at Jet East tonight. We don't always go out together."
"Steven was at the next table. He eats there all the time. He had the smoked salmon, but he sent it back."
The bartender was tall and drop-dead gorgeous – and he knew it. Women practically crawled over the bar to get his attention. I was going got order my usual – a glass of chardonnay. But then I thought, Get out of the rut, Hinata. Try to be a different tonight. So I ordered a Hennessy sidecar, same as Tenten.
She lit a cigarette and gazed around. I took a long sip of my drink. I felt a little overwhelmed – the pounding music, the voices, the energy, the tension.
All this talk, all this dancing and moving and all this frantic, noisy, sweaty activity – just to get drunk and go home with somebody.
"See those two young blond woman?" Tenten poked my shoulder with her glass. "No. Not those. The ones over there, the trampy-looking ones."
"They're not trampy. They're kind of attractive," I said.
"Who are they?"
"They are the famous Hilton sisters, Nicky and Paris."
"Huh?" I squint into the blue light at them.
"Don't you ever read the 'Styles' section in the Times? They're in every week."
"Yeah, I read it. Well, okay, sometimes. But why are the Hilton sisters in ever week?"
"Because they're stinkin rich and beautiful, and they go everywhere. "They're at every party. Every charity event. Every dance club, every restaurant. They're everywhere. They're even here tonight. You cant go anywhere without seeing tem. And they get picture taken wherever they go."
"And what do they do?"
"Do? They don't do anything. How could they do anything? They have to be everywhere!" she stubbed out her cigarette. "Hey, okay! I see two guys from my share house. Come on."
She frantically pulled me over to the two guys at the edge of the dance floor. They looked like they could be brothers. They were both short but had pumped-up bodies – big shoulders and muscled arms, as if they worked out all the time. They both had wavy, light brown hair. One of them wore a green-and-yellow T-shirt with a martini glass on the front under the name Dewar's. The other had a silky, shiny red sport shirt unbuttoned nearly to his waist, gold chains hanging to his chest.
Tenten introduced them. I think their names were Bob and Ronnie. I couldn't really hear. We were already practically on the dance floor, so it was pretty easy to start dancing. I danced with the one in the T-shirt, and then Tenten and I traded, and I danced with the open shirt, who turned out to have fabulous rhythm.
It felt good to dance again. It had been so long.
I danced with Bob or Ronnie or whatever his name was under the blue lights. And then Tenten found some other people from her shore house, and I danced with some other guys, had another sidecar or maybe two, danced some more, feeling light again, moving to the steady, booming beat, feeling lighter than ever under the blue lights. So blue and cool.
Then I fell out of one of my shoes.
I knew I would. They were just too high and clunky for dancing. I started to fall – and someone caught me. A dark haired guy in a collarless green shirt and black denim jeans.
I saw his brown eyes, his slender, smiling face, glistening with sweat, so close to mine. He steadied me and dropped away. I stood on shoed foot my bare foot dangling in the air.
He bent, picked up the loose shoe and lifted it to his ear and spoke into it. "Hello? Who's calling?" He handed me the shoe.
"It's for you"
I took it from his, raised it to my ear, and listened. I said, "They hung up."
I leaned on him as I tugged the shoe back on my foot. He felt solid, He smelled nice, of cologne and sweat, something lemony.
It took me a while to realize I was still leaning on him. "Oh, sorry. " I took an unsteady step back. How many sidecars had I had?
I glanced over his shoulder for Tenten. Was she still dancing? I stared into a haze of blue, the dancers suddenly shadows moving up and down in the haze.
I grabbed his arm again. "Is it hot in here? I thought it was supposed to be cool. Isn't it supposed to be a cool place?"
"Im sweating, too." He had a tiny scar on his chin and tiny dimples, just specks, when he smiled. He had a nice face, I thought. His eyes were warm and seemed to be laughing. I've always liked laughing eyes, people who saw the joke in things. I haven't known too many guys like that… probably just Kakashi, Kiba, and Naruto… Naruto… what if he saw me right now with… I don't even know his name…
"Follow me." He took my hand and started to lead me around the crowded blue dance floor the back door. "Want to cool off on the beach?"
"No wait." I pulled free. The floor tilted a bit around me. "My friend… I cant leave my friend."
And then I spotted Tenten at one end of the dance floor, she seemed free… I saw a jumble of arms and bodies and legs, moving as if they were underwater.
Yes, I'd definitely had a few sidecars too many. The problem is, you just think you're drinking fruit juice. You don't realize…
Well, Teresa was free so I should go quickly and introduce her to… my friend…
I took his arm and led him trough the dancing floor. We bumped into a couple of people. Stomping on my toes, accidentally hitting us…
After going through the ocean of people, we got to the other side. Tenten was resting with her head on the table. I poked her shoulder; she then started tilting her head up until she saw me.
"Ah… Hinata? What's up?"
"Tenten I would like to introduce you to-"
"Rock Lee" he said finally revealing his name.
"Well… nice to meet you Lee." Tenten then stretched her arm forward as Lee took her hand and gave it a hard shake.
"Ah, no fair Hinata! You always get the cute ones." Tenten pouted as she crossed her arms.
Lee blushed a little, as I raised a brow at Tenten. Me? Get the cute ones? Well… she was sorta right… I mean… I met Kakashi and Naruto right? Kiba was just a horrible experiment gone wrong.
"Oh… I see you are interested Tenten."
Now it was Tenten's turn to blush as she faced the other way.
Perhaps I should let Tenten get a chance… I mean it was her who have me the chance to meet Naruto. So what if I play matchmaker? It could be fun…
"Hinata, do you still want to go outside?" asked Lee as he probably was begging with his eyes for my answer to be no.
"Of course she wants to" said a voice behind me. Suddenly two arms were across my waist as it formed a lock. "But not with you Lee, she is taken."
I turned around to see Naruto smirking at Lee.
"Ah, Naruto? Nice to see you in some other place that's not the gym" said Lee as he shook Naruto's hand.
"N-Naruto?" I said as he gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"You wanna go outside?" he asked as I slightly nodded probably blushing.
"Don't worry Hinata, I will give Lee, tons of company."
Well, Tenten was having fun and wouldn't miss me if I went out for a short while to get some air. I hung on one of Naruto's arms and let him lead me out the back door, past a girl who was dancing in what looked like a red bra and panties, a swooping bird tattooed across her back. Past a table where I jumped, startled thinking I heard the explosion of gunfire, but then I saw it was only a group of guys slapping empty shot glasses down.
He pushed open the back door, and we stepped outside.
A restaurant terrace faced the beach, tables jammed with people drinking pitchers of beer, downing big plates of chicken wings. The ocean looked like a wide black stripe under the purple nights sky.
I took a deep breath. The air was cool and fresh and salty. Wooden steps lead to the beach. I felt dazed, as if I had stepped out of myself, into a different life, allowing Naruto to pull me down to the sand.
Naruto looked very good on his red-orangish shirt, it was half way open showing off his toned chest. He also had a pair of some expensive looking jeans.
"Like them? Got em just for you" he said as I blushed.
"Wait… y-you mean you spend your money… just so you looked good for me?" I asked.
He sighed. "Hinata, any guy would give their lives just to go on a date with you, spending a few hundreds for you, is definitely worth it."
Wow… That has to be the sweetest thing he has ever said to me. If I was more like Tenten I would have probably tackled him and eat him in kisses… but I wasn't like that.
"So… line worked?" he asked as he smiled at me.
I smiled as I pulled away from him. "Hmm… I guess it did. So who are you and what did you do with Naruto?" I asked as Naruto grinned at me.
"You see… my life changed when I met this girl called Hinata." he said as we both laughed.
As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could see other couples walking slowly along the shore. I kicked off my shoes and left them beside the steps.
"Want to walk?"
"Sure."
We made our way closer to the water. The wet sand felt good under my bare feet. The cool air, sweeping off the ocean, helped clear my head.
Music floated faintly from the club far behind us. I slipped in the sand and we bumped shoulders.
"So how's the job going? Still like kids?"
"Probably not after this job!"
I like his laugh. I liked the solid way he felt when I bumped into him. "Are you really going to the gym… or just hanging around?"
He kicked a stone into the water. "Im mostly hanging out. I mean… I still work for college… but I deserve some fun… Principle Saru sometimes helps me out with money issues."
We stepped into wide circles of light. I turned and saw that they were spotlights from another club above us on a high dune.
Naruto grabbed my hand and slid his arm around my waist. He started to dance spinning me with him.
"I cant resist being in the spotlight," he shouted.
I tossed my head back and laughed as we danced in the circle of light.
Danced. Yes, danced.
I was dancing again, feeling so light and giddy and… free.
I hadn't felt happy in a long time, and I knew it wasn't just the drinks.
We stepped out of the spotlight and walked, hand in hand now, along the shore. As we talked, I realized I felt really comfortable. Naruto had an easy sense of humor. He didn't seem to take himself so seriously. He didn't seem aimless. You know, not a beach bum type. But he wasn't crazy intense, either.
He was great.
Did he like me? I could relate with his way of being around me that he possibly could. I told him some stories about my first days in New York, how confusing and foreign it was after Madison. I mean when I went into a coffee shop, I had no idea what a bagel with a shmear was! And was a regular coffee with milk or without milk?
Was I talking too much? He seemed interested in me, but was it for real? Did he just want to get laid tonight? Who knows?
Im always amazed at how you can keep two conversations at once: one with the other person, one with yourself.
Finally, he started doing the talking. He grew up on Madison too; what a surprise. He went to Riverdale High School on New York and graduated.
He spent most of last year with Habitat for Humanity helping to build house for poor and homeless people. "And the next exciting chapter will be med school. Stop yawning Hinata."
"Im not yawning!" I protested. "Im just a little out of breath."
"Want to turn back?"
Actually, I wanted to keep walking with him all night.
But we turned and slowly strolled back toward the club.
After a while, the yellow circles of lights on the sand came into view. I wondered if Naruto would want to dance again.
But to my surprise he stopped while we were in darkness, the world so dark and still except for the steady low wash of the waves. He stopped and pulled me close and said, "I'm sorry. But I've wanted to do this since I met you."
He held my chin in his hand, so gently – no one had ever done that before – and he brought my lips up to his.
And as we started to kiss, I saw the figure walking into the wide, yellow circle up ahead.
The boy. The silver boy. Stepping into the circle bobbing slightly – the way Kakashi had always walked.
Kakashi.
No.
Of course it couldn't be. But it was Kakashi. Poor, dead Kakashi.
And I pulled away from Naruto, pulled out of his arms, and started to run. "Kakashi? Kakashi?"
I heard Naruto calling to me. I could still feel the taste of his lips on mine.
But I couldn't stop my bare feet pounding the wet sand, I ran towards the spotlights, ran toward Kakashi, gone for so long, dead for so long. But there he was. I saw him so clearly.
And now where was he?
I ran through a circle of light, my feet kicking up sand, my heart thudding against my chest. Into darkness now. And no sign of him.
"Kakashi? Kakashi?" I'm too breathless to shout.
And he is gone once again.
I lowered my hands to my knees, gasping for air, my eyes still gazing down the purple-back ribbon of beach.
Why did I suddenly see Kakashi again?
I took so long to stop seeing him. All those years of seeing him everywhere I went.
Is it starting again?
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niwichan2468 Hope you enjoy dude! But don't rush me… ya know?... perfection requires time! Lol just kidding.
Lovelyanime Oh? You were gone? I didn't even notice… Oh!! LA-chan! How could you!? I never did anything like that to you.
Lol… yeah… sorry about the screaming… here! Have a nice NaruHina Chapter! Better now? Good… (hides) don't hurt me! I know Hinata is in shock! She saw Kakashi again! Look there he is again! He has a white makeup on!
Kakashi:… Er… no I don't( puts anbu mask on) See…
Hahahaha! You always read the top! I cant believe this time you didn't. Well… know… that that wasn't my prank…(grins) hehehe…
I-I didn't say that! I-It was someone else! I know it was the dark side! I know it is… cant they see it? Are you blind? Blind as a bat if you ask me… Oh… you'll see them… I'll make you see them… They'll call me crazy but Im the only one that's not crazy! (slap)… thanks… I needed that… on with the review…
RD walks around as he trips on something…
Shino got out of the sleeping bag as he appeared to have a beard…
Shino: RD… are meeting time was 2-3 chapters ago… I have been waiting here all this time…
RD: (Gulps) Er… It wasn't my fault! It was LA-chan's! She wasn't here for the review! You violated the rule of the review…(is there such a thing?... oh well) You have to believe me!
Shino: (Stays quiet for a while) Well… it's a reasonalble thing… very well… its late… and Im drowsy… so this will have to wait… I'll deal with you two later.(poofs out)
Phew… that was close… as for my greatest prank of all time…
(RD watches the woman's showers thanks to the awesome skills some certain perverted Ninja's taught him… and enters it without notice)
(Girl RD) (Lol Gurd)GRD: Ah… here are LA-san's clothings…
(Poofs out)
Bwahahah! Now… part 2 of my awesome prank… next time… bwahahah…cough…cough..cough… darn… this laughing its hard…