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Why do girls act so differently around the boys they like?
It was a question that annoyed Naruto as Hinata flushed a shade of bright pink and poked her fingers together whenever Kiba glanced at them. Why did her friend revert back to her five-year-old self whenever Dog Breath look at her? Naruto knitted her eyebrow, poked her friend on the rib and giggled when the girl squeaked at the poke.
She pointed to Sakura and Ino. The two girls stood right in front of Sasuke, hands on their hips and eyes glaring daggers at each other. Bright blue eyes focused on the eyelids of her two classmates. She giggled, knowing just how silly her classmates must look to Sasuke. With that pink shadow decorated Sakura's eyelid and Ino wearing some purple glitter on her eyes, the two girls made quite a picture.
Hinata raised her eyebrow. "What's so funny, Naruto-chan?"
"Don't you think they look like clowns?" Naruto whispered, throwing a glance at the two preteens. "What do they have on their face? It kinda makes them look sick."
Hinata giggled. "Naruto-chan, they're wearing make-up."
"Really? I thought make-up is supposed to make girls look pretty," Naruto glanced at the two girls and tilted her head. "They just look ugly instead of pretty. You look a lot prettier than them. Maybe Sasuke will notice you and not them."
Her best-friend chuckled and shook her head before stealing a glance at Kiba. She squeaked again, burrowed her face under hands as the tips of her ears burned a bright shade of pink. Naruto shook her head, letting out a tiny sigh. This was a sight Naruto saw everyday. But nothing happened with this behavior. Dog Breath doesn't even acknowledge her feelings. He seemed more focus on playing with Akamaru then focusing on her best-friend.
Blue eyes darted to Kiba. The boy knitted his eyebrows, his hand drifted over Akamaru's fur. He raised his eyebrow, gestured to Hinata and held his hands up as if to tell her that he didn't do anything to the girl.
She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to Hinata. "You are lucky that Dog Breath is dense because it is obvious that you like him!"
"Naruto-chan!" Hinata burrowed her head even further, pale lilac eyes looking everywhere but the giggling girl. Naruto beamed, wrapped her arms over her friend's shoulder and rubbed circles on her friend's shoulder. Her best-friend looked so adorable when she acted like this. "He could hear you! I-It's too soon for him to find out."
"Anyone with eyes knows that you like him," Naruto smiled and sighed. "I think it is kinda sweet that you like him even though he is a pervert."
"Naruto-chan!"
"What? He fell for my sexy jutsu!" Naruto folded her arms against her chest, puffing her cheeks as her best friend flushed a bright shade of pink at the mention of her infamous jutsu. "Not my fault your crush is a pervert!"
She huffed, placed her hands on her chin and stole a glance at her friend, who slumped her shoulders and hung her head. A small sigh escaped from her lips as Naruto ruffled the dark hair of her best friend. Pale lilac eyes peaked up and Naruto grinned at her.
(Those were the days when Naruto when she had been her most happiest. Maybe it was because when everyone else ignored her, thought of her as an attention-seeking girl, her friend saw the real her.)
"You know I will do anything to help you win him over," Hinata squeaked and Naruto stole a glance at Kiba. The boy kept darting his eyes at them, dark brown eyebrows knitted together as his eyes fixated on the Hyuga Heiress. "You know I can just invite him to have lunch with us and just conveniently skip out."
A pair of hands reached forward, tapping against her shoulder and Naruto swirled her head away from her best friend. Blue eyes grew large as Ino's blue eyes twinkled and a coy smile playing on her lips. Dread coiled inside Naruto's stomach when the girl clapped her hands together. Any plans of keeping Hinata-chan's crush a secret would be ruin if Ino knew about it.
"So who does Hinata have a crush on?" Ino demanded. "Tell us!"
Naruto puffed her cheeks. "Why should I tell ya? I can just tell ya that Hinata-chan doesn't like the Bastard!"
"Don't call Sasuke-kun that!" Ino bristled, arms folded against her chest and light blue eyes blazing with fury. Naruto heard those words a thousand times. But what did those girls gained from defending him? The boy seemed fixated on looking at the blackboard than looking at them, or thanking them for defending his honour.
"I can call him whatever I want!"
Ino grinded her teeth, her eyes swept passed Naruto and locked on Hinata. "Want my advice, Hinata? You should just start wearing some makeup and changed your outfit. If you want you can come over to my house—"
"She doesn't need to change herself!" Naruto glared at Ino. "Hinata-chan is pretty. She doesn't need make up or fancy clothes to impress her crush! She isn't like you or the other girls in this class!"
Ino sneered. "If she wants her crush to notice her then she needs to up her game. Boys won't look at Hinata if she wears the same boring clothes and doesn't change something about herself. Of course you wouldn't know that because no one will ever look at you."
"Ino-san!" Hinata stood up, lilac eyes burning with fury, and Naruto yanked her back down. It wasn't worth making the co-president of Sasuke's fan club furious. Lavender eyes grew wide, a frown played on her lips as the blond-haired girl straightened her back. She itched to yank that platinum blond-hair Ino was so proud of, but Naruto steadied herself.
Several eyes darted towards them as everyone hitched their breath. Several of the boys avoided looking at the girls, they tugged their collars while Sasuke pressed his lips into a thin line. Black eyes focused on the trembling blond-haired girl.
Naruto smiled and closed her eyes. "Why would I want a boy to look at me? Unlike you people, I actually have a dream. If I want to be Hokage then I don't have time for something silly like a crush or love. Once I achieved my dream then I will worry about it."
Love was for fools and people with no ambition. Even when Naruto turned fifteen, an age where it was okay to start thinking about these kind of things, she still clung to this belief.
Romantic love was never meant for her.
"Idiot!" Sakura snapped. "You can't choose when to fall in love! It just happens."
Naruto scrunched her eyebrows together. "But we are only eleven. How do we know what love is? How do you know if you are in love?"
Hinata frowned and flickered her eyes to Sasuke. The black-haired boy frowned, shoulders hunched up and hung his head down. She shook her head, lips pressed into a thin line before glancing at Naruto. The blond-haired girl tilted her head, lips curled into a frown and eyebrows scrunched together as Sakura sighed.
"You just know."
Naruto hummed and bobbed her head. "So you don't know, Sakura-chan."
The girl scowled, balled her hands into a fist, and smashed her fist against the table. "Stop being so childish! You just know when you are in love! I knew when I saw Sasuke…"
The blond-haired girl yawned, drew circles around her head, which earned a sigh and a shaking head from Hinata as Sakura swirled body around, hands clapped together and stared with heart-eyes at the Last Uchiha. The blue-eyed girl puffed her cheeks. What was wrong with what she did? The story had been told a thousand times. What did Sakura-chan gain from telling people this story? Nothing. The bastard didn't even blush even though Sakura fluttered her eyelashes and peered at him.
She hid a small yawn and glanced at Sasuke. The boy stretched out his arms, black eyes revealing nothing as the girls discussed when they fell in love with him. A small smile played on Naruto's lips as the girl made a slicing motion against her neck to Sasuke.
His lips twitched upwards and Hinata sighed. Naruto swirled her head at Hinata, eyebrows scruntched together and a question forming on the tip of her tongue. Her friend just smiled even though her eyebrows knitted together into one tight line and her eyes fixated on the boy that Naruto once called her best friend.
"Are you even listening, Naruto!" Sakura slammed her hands against the table, her green eyes blazing with fury as the blond-haired girl let out a small yawn.
Naruto tilted her head. "Did you say something, Sakura-chan?"
"Why did I even try to explain the concept of love to you?" Sakura puffed her cheeks as Hinata offered the pink-haired girl an apologetic smile before shaking her head at the antics of her best friend.
Naruto shrugged with her lips curled into a big, goofy smile before flickering her eyes from Kiba to Hinata. She tilted her head, scratched her chin and focused on the sparkling eyes of her best friend. How does a person know if they were in love? What makes someone fall in love? Would someone ever like her as much as Hinata liked Kiba?
Would someone ever acknowledge her and give her the same unconditional love that Hinata had for Kiba? Her throat tightened while her stomach swirled with jealously but the blond-haired girl furiously shook her head and smiled slightly as her eyebrows scrunched together. The ache in her heart intensified as her eyes softened. Hinata tilted her head, hands hovering over her shoulder and her lilac eyes searched her.
"Naruto-chan, are you okay?"
Sighing, Naruto dropped her head on top of the table. "Hinata-chan, why do you like Kiba? You are polite, smart and pretty. Kiba is an idiot and acts like a dog, you can do so much better than him."
Hinata blushed and poked her fingers together, circling them around as her lilac eyes avoided the curious eyes of her best-friend. "I l-like how confident he is and he might not be that i-intelligent but I like how he doesn't let it bring him down. You know he kind of reminds me of you."
Naruto blinked and swirled her head at her best friend, eyebrows shot to her hairline as her best friend offered her a tiny smile. Like her? There was nothing about the two of them that was anything similar. Their appearance was anything but similar. Look at Dog Breath. He dug his fingers against his ears and seemed to have his eyes fixated on another girl that wasn't Hinata.
If someone liked her as much as Hinata liked Kiba then she would never look at a different person.
"Does that mean if I have been born a boy then you would have been head over heels with me?" Naruto smiled and linked her arms around Hinata, her smile never wavering as her heart throbbed against her tight chest.
Hinata giggled. "Yup."
In another dimension, Naruto would have fallen in love with Hinata because how wonderful if she married her best friend. But who would she fall in love? Would anyone ever look past her whisker marks and see her for who she is?
The answer to that question would be answered only when Naruto left the only home that she ever knew.
"What do you think of All Might teaching in Yuuei?"
Naruto froze as reporters swam over hand, their hands pushing the microphone on her face. With her lips pressed into a thin smile, the blond-haired girl shook her head and shoved the reporters away. Their protest echoed in the background as Naruto sprinted through the gates, her eyes never leaving the gates. It is as if the girl never wanted to look back.
Students walked together, girls linking their arms together while the boys grabbed each other in the head and happy smiles playing on their lips. The pink cherry blossoms glided down from the trees, digging itself on the hairs of the passing students and Naruto. The blond-haired girl paused, blue eyes looking up at the cherry blossoms with a tight smile on her lips.
'Idiot.'
A long hand reached out, tapping Naruto on the shoulder and the blond-haired girl tensed up, her hands reaching to grab the arm. Naruto took several breaths, dropping her arm and clicked her heels together before spurning herself around. Blue eyes blinked at the sight of Itsuka standing behind her with a large smile toying on her lips.
Naruto relaxed her shoulders as the orange-haired girl looked at the cherry blossoms tanging up on Naruto's pigtails.
"Morning, Uzumaki!" Kendou grinned. "How…"
The words died down as Kendou gazed at her, eyebrows knitted together and a frown playing on her lips. Her large hands grabbed Naruto's shoulder as Kendou leaned forward, green eyes searching for something. Naruto knitted her eyebrows, blue eyes avoiding the penetrating eyes of the girl that kept trying to get close to her.
"Are you okay, Uzumaki?"
Naruto stilled before jerking her head away from the concern eyes of the orange-haired girl. Blond eyebrows knitted together before the girl schooled her expression. Taking a deep breath, she smiled widely and shut her eyes.
"Yup."
"Then why does it look like you haven't gotten any sleep?" Naruto opened her eyes, swirling her head at the girl as her blue eyes grew large at the accusation. Kendou dropped her smile and folded her arms against her chest, head tilted to the side and green eyes lingering on Naruto's face.
Naruto raised her eyebrow, lips pressed into a thin line as she gazed at the orange-haired girl. A question formed on the tip of her tongue but the blond-haired girl sighed, shaking her head. Kendou frowned and grabbed hold of the girl.
"I know you haven't gotten any sleep because you have got dark circles under your eyes," Naruto blinked and touched her under eyes before pulling out her phone. The camera app clicked and the blond-haired girl pressed her lips into a thin line at the sight of the grey circles decorated her eyes. Naruto closed her phone, stuffing against her pocket and slumped her shoulders.
It would have been a good idea to look at the mirror before heading towards the train station.
Kendou hovered around her, green eyes darting to the other students before finally nodding her head. Her green eyes shone as if a brilliant idea had come to her. "Uzumaki, do you want me to put some makeup on you…"
"NO!" Itsuka blinked, eyebrows knitted together as Naruto yanked her arm away. Her lips curled into disgust as her eyes stared at the smiling couples walking in front of them. She dug her fingers against the sleeve of her school uniform. "I don't like anyone so there is no need for me to put it on."
Green eyes softened and Kendou shook her head, a small smile forming on her lips. She opened her mouth, only to close it when a pair of arms wrapped themselves on both Kendou and Naruto's shoulder, bringing them closer as Nejire beamed at them.
"Who doesn't like anyone?" Nejire darted her eyes at the two girls. "Tell me!"
"Uzumaki thinks that I want to put some make up on her because she thinks girls only wear makeup to impress some boy." Kendou turned to the blond-haired girl, lips pressed into a thin line and a small sigh escaped from her lips. "You don't need to wear makeup but I just thought you don't want people to see your dark circles."
Naruto blinked, head hung down and bangs covered her bright blue eyes. Students stopped, eyes gazing at the three students and Nejire loomed over the two girls, making hand gestures to move the students along. So she wasn't trying to change me? To make some boy notice me? She had been so certain that had been the reason. Her lips wobbled. Right, no two people are the same.
She let out a laugh. "Of course I knew that."
Nejire spurn around, arms clapped together and a giggle escaped from her lips. The periwinkle haired girl grabbed Naruto, hugging her so tightly to the point that there was no oxygen in Naruto's lung. "Senpai! Let go of me!"
"Sorry! You just looked so cute, Uzumaki!"" Nejire laughed, releasing her hold on Naruto and she scratched the side of her head. She clapped her hands together, twisting to look at Kendou. "Can I help? I am really good with makeup! No one would even know the difference? Look at me, is it obvious that I am wearing some?"
Naruto tilted her head, eyebrows scrunched together at her senpai. Unblemished skin marked the pale skin of her senpai but with a closer inspection, a few barely noticeable bumps marked her senpai's face. Her long eyelashes seemed darker than her hair colour, but not dark enough for someone to note the difference unless they leaned close to the senior.
The blond-haired girl sighed. "Please don't go overboard. I don't want anyone else to know that I haven't had a good night sleep."
"But—"
"Hadou-senpai, don't push her."
Hadou pouted and puffed her cheeks. "Okay but one day I will put makeup on you! And I will have Tamaki to help me take a photo of it. You know he is a better photographer than Mirio."
"You and Amejiki-senpai are really close." Nejire smiled softly, her hands rubbing the side of her head as Kendou tilted her head at their senior. Naruto scrunched her eyebrows together, lips pressed into a small frown as her senior beamed at them.
The girl nodded. "He is one of my best friends in this school! You know I can't imagine Mirio or Tamaki not being there for me."
The forced smile on Nejire's face faded, replaced with a smaller smile and a small familiar twinkle shone through Nejire's eyes. Naruto froze, blue eyes growing slightly wider. Amejiki wasn't just a friend, Naruto was certain about it. A small smile played on Naruto's lips as jealously swirled around her stomach. The smile on Naruto's lips grow slightly wider as her eyes squinted slightly.
She shook her head and squashed down the ugly feeling in her stomach.
"Senpai likes Amejiki-senpai."
Nejire froze before a small laugh escaped from her lips. The girl rubbed the back of her neck, her eyes lingering longingly on the couples walking passed them. "I had a crush on Tamaki in our first year of Yuuei High but nothing ever happened between us. I am happy to be friends with him."
Blue eyes searched the smiling face of her senpai.
"Really, Hadou-senpai?" Nejire nodded and Naruto tilted her head, while Kendou flickered her eyes between the two girls, eyebrows knitted together into one line. "Won't you feel upset to watch him date someone else or come to you for relationship advice?"
The smile on Nejire's face wobbled but the girl smiled wider. It was a stupid question, wasn't it? No one would be happy if the person they love, never acknowledged them. The blond-haired girl was sure of that. Naruto's hands reached out but the girl swallowed, lowering her hands and regarded the girl right in front of her. She glanced at her year mate. Kendou nodded, green eyes flashing with concern.
"If you love someone then don't you want them to be happy?" Nejire smiled widely. "I tried to confess to him in our second year, but Tamaki stopped me, telling me that he can't return my feelings."
Naruto frowned and tilted her head. "You don't seem all that heartbroken?"
"I was heartbroken in the beginning," Nejire sighed, clapped her hands together and looked up at the cherry blossoms. "But I am going to focus on my career and just try again later after we become heroes….of course if his crush doesn't accept his feelings."
"Do you hope that his crush doesn't accept his feelings?" Kendou asked.
Of course Hadou wouldn't want her crush to date someone else, no one would want that. Naruto gazed at her senior, blue eyes focused on the way her senior's shoulder tensed up. It must be painful to have a one-sided love especially if that love was someone her senior considered to be her best friend. Hadou smiled even wider as her eyes softened and her shoulders relaxed.
"I want Tamaki to be happy and I like his crush," Naruto and Kendou blinked as the girl grinned. "I understand why he likes her so much, so I will just cheer for him."
Naruto blinked, gazed at her smiling senior and looked at the falling cherry blossoms. Her hand reached up, grabbing hold of one and eyebrows scrunched together and she twirled it around. She closed the palm of her hand, scrunching the flower to tiny pieces and dropped it to the ground.
Could anyone ever just want the happiness of the boy they love? Shouldn't someone fight for the person they love? Destroy the girl that grabbed the attention of their crush? Naruto frowned, blue eyes fixated on the smiling girl.
Her senior was weird or maybe that was real love?
Maybe to love someone was to want their happiness even if their happiness was not with you. If that was the case then Naruto wanted nothing to do with it.
"Uzumaki, did you sleep okay?"
"You should have stayed at home to recover, Uzumaki-san! The teachers would have understand if you decided to stay at home."
Shouto lifted his head from the table as his classmates crowded around the front door, where his friend stood with her hands gripping her bag tightly. Uzumaki blinked, lips curled into a wide, fake smile as Uraraka and Yaoyorozu hovered around her. Iida made wild hand gestures, eyebrows scrunched together. Midoriya stood behind, lips curled into a thin line and hands reaching out and then darting back.
Blue eyes met Shotuo's mismatch eyes, her blond eyebrows knitted together. She stiffened, smile dropping slightly as her bright blue eyes pleaded for help. What does he do? Shouto wasn't going to be much use not when most of their classmates seemed intent on mothering Uzumaki.
Their classmates stiffened, squeaks escaping from their lips before they dashed back to their seats. Aizawa stood behind Uzumaki, his black eyes not looking one bit amused at the sight of his students not being in their seats.
"Uzumaki, take your seat." Uzumaki relaxed her shoulder, smiling widely and darting to her seat right beside Shouto. She swung her bag over the chair, placing the straps against the chair and blue eyes avoiding his searching eyes. Why did he think Uzumaki would allow him to know if she was fine? She seemed more focus on getting her stuff out then looking at him.
Aizawa dropped a bundle of papers on the podium, both hands clasping either side of the podium with his black eyes not revealing anything.
"There will be grave consequence if any of you decide to skip class again," Aizawa swept his eyes across the classroom, his eyes lingered on Shouto, Midoriya and Bakugou. Uzumaki blinked, swirled her head at him and Shouto stiffened, mismatch eyes avoiding his friend's concern eyes. "Bakugou, Todoroki and Midoriya! It is my job to check up on a student, not yours. Since this is your first offense, I will overlook it but do it again and the consequence will be grave."
Everyone turned around to look at the three boys, their eyes shining with sympathy. Shouto nodded, relaxing his shoulder while Uzumaki leaned to the side. He blinked when blue eyes gazed at him.
"You, Bakugou and Midoriya skipped school to go to my apartment?" Uzumaki smiled but there was a slight falter in the smile. Shouto nodded, mismatch eyes locked on the blue eyes of his friend. "Why?"
"Friends show concern, don't they?" Uzumaki blinked and lowered her head, blond bangs falling over her forehead and hiding her bright blue eyes. Did he say something wrong? He must have said something wrong for Uzumaki to keep her head down for so long.
"Now that I have finished with that warning, let us get down with some homeroom business," Aizawa sighed and gazed at his curious student. "What all of you will decide today will affect all of you for the year so choose wisely."
Everyone stiffened in response, their eyes shifting and glancing at each other. What did Aizawa-sensei mean by choose wisely? Shouto knitted his eyebrows together, flickered his eyes to Uzumaki and then to the rest of his fellow students.
"You need to pick a class president today."
Sighs of relief escaped from the students lips with the only exception of Uzumaki. The girl relaxed her shoulders, put her head on the table and just darted her eyes around their various classmates.
Hands shot up to the air as almost everyone begged to become the class president. Shouto gazed at them, mismatch eyes swepting across the various students that screamed and begged for the role. His eye went to the side where Uzumaki knitted her eyebrows, head tilted to the side and hand scratching the back of her neck.
"Don't you want to be class president?" Shouto stared at his friend.
Uzumaki shook her head, curled her lips into a thin line as her blue eyes swept across her various classmates. "Maybe if I didn't have to work part-time, take care of an apartment and worry about surviviving then I would take it. Probably would be worth it."
He frowned, mismatch eyes focused on the left hand that seemed to be gripping her other hand as if to stop it from springing upwards.
"You want to do it." Uzumaki blinked, blue eyes growing wide and a tight smile played on her lips. He frowned, leaned against her and gazed at her blue eyes. "Why don't you offer to do it? Your clones could help you ease the work that you do, won't it?"
"Wouldn't it be a disgrace for me to use my clones for something like that? It should be my real self-there, not my clones." Shouto frowned, eyebrows knitted together as a small sigh escaped from Uzumaki's lips. Her fingers toyed around the ends of her long pig-tails, blue eyes focused on their screaming classmates. "Besides my clones can be unreliable."
Shouto hummed and nodded. It made sense when Uzumaki said it in that way because the class president should be there, not her clone. But despite saying that, Uzumaki seemed to stare at the podium with longing and a tiny smile on her lips.
"Silence, everyone!" Iida's voice pierced through the screams of their classmates and everyone turned to the boy. Iida's hand was also shot upwards while his other hand adjusted his falling specs. "This job requires someone that can lead people and that is a heavy responsibility. The role of class president requires the trust of the other students and should be decided on an election."
"You do realize that everyone is going to elect themselves, don't you?" Everyone swirled their head at Uzumaki. The girl placed her head on the top of her hands, blue eyes swepting across everyone. "If we want to do this in a way that we only want people worthy for the job to take it, then someone should nominate who they think is a worthy class president and we vote on it."
"Uzumaki, everyone will just elect themselves," Kirishima frowned and swept his hands across their classmates. "We are only going to vote and elect ourselves."
Uzumaki nodded. "That is why I think if anyone who elect themselves will not be put on the board so that they can be voted. If you are really confident that you are a good leader then someone will nominate you. If you just nominate for yourself then you are probably not worthy for the job. After all, we have been together for a week now, so all of us have some idea of who we want to lead this class."
"Uzumaki-san is right," Iida nodded. Everyone knitted their eyebrows, lips pressed into thin line as everyone glanced at each other with uncertainty. "That's why I nominate Midoriya!"
Shouto blinked, eyebrows shot to his hairline. Didn't his classmate raise his hand for himself? Didn't he want the role? His eye glanced to the side, where Midoriya blinked and knitted his eyebrows.
"I don't care how you kids do it but get it finish before homeroom is over," Aizawa slithered himself into his sleeping bag and zipped himself up. "If you haven't decided by the time my nap is over, I will choose."
Everyone gulped and nodded.
"I nominate Yaoyorozu!" Jirou pointed to the black-haired girl sitting on the other side of Shouto. The black-haired girl beamed, hands clapping together and her black eyes twinkled.
"I nominate Iida." Everyone blinked and turned to Uzumaki. The blond-haired girl focused her eyes on the frozen boy, her head dropping to the side. "What? He looks like a class president."
Everyone nodded, their eyes fixated at the glass-wearing boy. The blue-haired boy sniffed, hung his head down before straightening his back and saluted at the blond-haired girl. "I will make sure you don't regret it, Uzumaki!"
"Say that if you become Class President," Uzumaki let out a small yawn.
Midoriya raised his hand meekly, green eyes focused on Uzumaki. "I nominate Uzumaki-san."
"What?" Uzumaki swirled her head at Midoriya, eyebrows shot to her hairline while everyone focused on the frozen girl. The green-haired boy offered a small smile, green eyes shining with hope. Why was his friend so surprised? And why did she look like she wanted someone to say she shouldn't be nominated? Everyone understood why Midoriya chose to nominate her, heads nodding in agreement.
Papers were passed around as Asui wrote down the nominated names. The students darted their eyes around the classroom, sweeping across the numerous nomination. Shouto tilted his head, eyebrows scrunched together as pens made scratching noises to vote for the nominated president.
Uzumaki had a lot of things going on her plate, becoming class president would be an overkill even for her. Shouto darted his eyes to Yaoyorozu, who straightened her back and stared at the blackboard. Yaoyorozu's Quirk required her to think things through, made her analytical and was being groomed to take over her family's business.
He nodded and scribbled down his vote.
Minutes passed and once all the students decided on a class president, the papers were handed forward to where Asui stood. The girl read through the numerous slips before picking up the chalk, scribbling down the values of the nominated.
Midoriya had the highest number of votes with 8 with Uzumaki and Yaoyorzu coming second with 5 votes. Iida had only one vote. Uzumaki probably voted for him. Her lips curled into a frown, blue eyes darting towards the glass-wearing boy who slumped his shoulders.
"Do we do two vice-class presidents?" Kirishima frowned and flickered his eyes to their sleeping teacher. "Or should we do a tie breaker?"
Uzumaki grinned, lips pressed into a tight smile. "No need. Yaoyorozu should be the vice-president; she is a really good leader if you ask me and our vice-president should be smart. Yaoyorozu is incredible…so yeah."
Everyone blinked while Yaoyorzu knitted her eyebrows, black eyes focused on the smile playing on Uzumaki's face. The black-haired girl frowned and tilted her head, surprised at how the blond-haired girl seemed ready to give up the role to her. Too much work should have been Uzumaki's answer but for Uzumaki to admit it, would be mean her telling everyone that she struggled to handle the workload.
Shouto frowned and focused his attention on the girl. But why wouldn't Uzumaki say it? She looked at the nomination with longing so why didn't she want people to vote again for the class president?
"I am surprised that none of the girls nominated you."
Naruto played with her chopsticks, balancing them on the top of her lip as Todoroki took a bite of his soba noodles. Crowds of students lined up in the canteen, smiling and laughing while the Lunch Rush Hero hurried to make their meals. Across them were several couples as well as circles of friends, snickering and teasing each other.
Todoroki lowered his chopsticks. "Why are you surprised?"
Was he being serious? And why was he knitting his eyebrows together? The boy had seen himself in the mirror, hadn't he? Naruto raised her eyebrows, removing the chopsticks from her lips and fixated her blue eyes on the confused mismatch eyes of her friend.
"Have you seen yourself?" Todoroki tilted his head and raised a single eyebrow, earning a sigh from the blond-haired girl. "Don't make me spell it out for you, Todoroki! You are a Pretty Boy!"
White skin flushed a pretty shade of red. Why did she say that? Todoroki was looking at her like she was an alien because of her stupid mouth. Naruto shook her head, straightened her back and pointed her chopsticks at him. "I am telling you this without any funny business! This doesn't mean that I like you."
"So you don't consider me as your friend?" Todoroki frowned, tilted his head as a wrinkle formed around his forehead.
Naruto spluttered. "That wasn't what I meant!"
"Then what do you mean, Uzumaki?" Todoroki looked at his soba noodles before darting his eyes at her, eyebrows knitted into an even tighter line. Naruto flushed a deep shade of red almost resembling a tomato, before burrowing her head under her hands.
Todoroki lowered his head, one hand hovering her shoulder as his other hand poked her against the ribs as if she was some kind of dead animal. "Are you sick? Do you need me to press a pressure point for you? I know one—"
"Has anyone confess to you?" Naruto dropped her hands, pressed her lips into a thin line and folded her arms against her chest. How could someone like Todoroki not understand what was being implied? Several of the girls from their class seemed to keep glancing at their table, their eyes lingering on Todoroki. Hell, there were even some of the seniors sneaking glancing at them.
Shouto blinked. "Confess?"
It was official: her friend was dense.
"Yes," Naruto pointed to the couple sitting across them. The girl giggled, flushing pink as her chopsticks fed her boyfriend a cute octopus-shaped sausage. "You know girl likes boy, boy likes girl and boom the girl confesses her undying love for boy. Sounds kinda familiar to you?"
Todoroki hummed. "Oh? You mean like in those Shoujo anime?"
"Yeah, like those." Naruto kept her voice light and calm, her face smiling as her brain tried to picture her friend reading those romantic manga. Her lips twitched as a small laugh tried to escape from her lips. Todoroki sitting in his bedroom, flipping through those pages and sighing like a teenage girl as he screamed in anger when the second-lead didn't get his girl. Oh, she would pay money to see it.
"Nope," she blinked and Todoroki tilted his head. "Why?"
Naruto pinched her nose. "Todoroki, you are a good-looking guy and I am pretty sure that several boys would want to have your looks just so they can score some with the girls."
The mismatch boy froze, looking almost like a statue at her words. Naruto frowned and waved her hand over his eyes, eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. Did she say something wrong? Because he really was not responding to her waving gesture at all and was just looking at her with really strange eyes.
"Look you are the most good-looking guy that I know which is saying something since I know a lot of guys," Todoroki finally nodded and Naruto blinked. Wait, did she just imply she found him really attractive. Her cheeks burned a bright shade of red. "T-This does not mean that I find you attractive! I am stating a fact!"
Todoroki nodded, lips curled into a barely noticeable smile and Naruto groaned. She buried her face over her hands as several students, sitting in the same table as them, giggled at the antics. Great. Now she was the laughing stock of everyone in this damn school; even the girls were shooting her looks of pity.
"I like you as a…"
A loud siren pierced through the canteen, causing the students to jump up and looking frantically around. Naruto dropped her chopsticks, eyebrows knitted together as several students pushed each out of their chairs, charging straight towards the door. What was happening? Why was everyone running so frantically? She darted her eyes to Todoroki.
The boy knitted his eyebrows, dropped his chopsticks and flickered his eyes to the canteen.
"What's going on?" Naruto grabbed hold of the girl dashing straight to the exit door as Todoroki swept his eyes across the crowding students blocking the exit.
"That's the security alarm," the girl responded quickly, her eyes flashed with fear by the news herself. "It has never gone off before since I have been here, it means someone managed to break into the school."
Instructions to evacuate blared over the speakers across the whole campus and the remaining students seated, had now decided to drop everything to dash towards the exit. Naruto stood up from her seat, blue eyes sweeping towards the window, where cameras and notepads could be seen. The press was here? But how did they get in? Naruto nibbled her lips.
Someone shoved her from the side and Naruto stumbled. Blue eyes grew wide when Todoroki grabbed her hand, steadying her and bringing her close to his side. She raised her eyebrow, lips pressed into a frown as the boy darted his eyes to the tornado of students dashing straight to the gates.
Everyone was just too much chaos, students shoved each other and screams of terror echoed throughout the canteen. Naruto closed her eyes, lips pressed into a scowl as her blue eyes focused on the seniors demanding to go straight ahead.
"Don't they realize that it is just the reporters?" Naruto grumbled, blue eyes darting to Todoroki.
He looked down, lips pressed into a thin line. "If it never happened before then they are probably not thinking logically."
A frown played on her lips as the girl tip-toed over Todoroki's body, blue eyes barely catching a glimpse of the exit . Great. How was she going to be able to see if the students were still crowding around the exit? She looked up at her friend, blinking wolfishly when he brought her close to his chest and his right hand hovered to the side.
Ice enclosed them, blocking them from the students who seemed to be charging straight towards the exit doors, hands waving frantically across the air.
Naruto blinked, cheeks burning a bright shade of red as heat radiated from the right side of his body. It almost felt like fire, burning and ever warm even though the canteen felt like a winter wonderland with how cold it was. Her cheeks burned a brighter shade of red when her hands felt the hard planes that was definitely a chest.
She furiously shook her head and pushed her face off his chest. She tip toed, her head barely touching Todoroki's shoulder and with a small frown playing on her lips, Naruto placed her hands on Todoroki's chest. She took a deep breath, pressed her palms against them and jumped onto his shoulder.
"Uzumaki?"
"You are taller than me and I wanna see what is happening," she frowned and looked down at the blank eyes of her friend. Why did he seem shock about something? It was obvious with anyone with eyes that her height paled in comparison to his. "By the way, why did you create an ice wall?"
Todoroki raised an eyebrow at her. "Do you want to be trampled down by the stampede of students?"
He had a point.
"Where was Todoroki when I was in the Academy?" She scratched her neck, blue eyes darted to the nervous crowds of students and a small sigh escaped from her lips when Iida jumped to the exit. "You would have been the perfect bodyguard from those fangirls."
"Uzumaki?"
Naruto tilted her head and rubbed the back of her neck, blue eyes staring distantly at the glass-wearing boy like she was in another world. "But he is a Pretty Boy and a lot of girls would have been fighting over him, so there would have been two annoying groups of girls."
Todoroki looked up, mismatch eyes blank and eyebrows knitted together. "Uzumaki, what are you talking about?"
There was only one solution. Naruto flushed a bright shade of red and plastered a big smile on her face as mismatch eyes shone with confusion.
"You heard nothing!"
Whenever in doubt about what to do, deny because the truth could only be embarrassing.
A/N: What do you think of this chapter? And of the interactions between the characters? What do you think of the pace of the relationship between Todoroki and Naruto?