Food Play
By: Sneaky Cat
Disclaimer: Own Naruto? Heh... I wish...
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kibahina
Warnings: OOCness, no plot, random sillyness, drabbles and suggestive uses of food.
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When poking around the Hyuuga estate, it was not normal to find Hinata sitting on the porch, feet swinging and a bowl of some sort of fruit in her lap. It was even stranger to find her humming.
At first Kiba had thought that some prick had henged into the girl to trick him… but who else would be about the Hyuuga main house at this time of day? Other than him of course…
A short yip from Akamaru and Hinata looked up, her cheeks tinted a bright pink at being caught.
"Oi, Hinata! What are you doing?" Kiba grinned at the girl, noting internally how adorable she looked when she blushed. Sure, it was common, but he was sure she had just hit a new shade of mauve.
Yes, Kiba had taken to keeping a running tally of the various colors Hinata had managed to turn herself over the years.
"N-nothing, Kiba-kun," Hinata answered, still somewhat embarrassed. "Just sitting. It's warm out today."
"Un." Kiba moved towards the porch to join his teammate, Akamaru beating him there. The small dog poked its nose into the bowl in Hinata's lap.
"What are you eating?" Kiba asked curiously, drawn by Akamaru's curious stares.
"Oh… um…" Hinata smiled softly. "They're mandarin oranges," she explained, before holding up the bowl. "Would you like to try one?" she offered. Kiba grinned and nodded, attempting to fish one out of the bowl with his deft fingers. He stared at the orange fruit for a moment, then glanced at Hinata with a slightly confused expression.
"These look kinda like little worms," he laughed. Hinata chuckled a bit at that.
"Yes, they kind of do," she answered. Kiba popped the fruit into his mouth, a surprised sound echoing from his throat at the taste.
"Mmmn… these are good!" he exclaimed. Hinata blushed and nodded, holding out the bowl to offer more. Kiba selected another, while Hinata herself picked out a slightly smaller one. Akamaru's head shifted to stare at the two humans. The small dog, not quite sure why his companions were obsessing over these strange smelling orange worms, settled down on the grass off the end of the porch. The things weren't even meat for Hokage's sake!
The two humans paid the dog little mind as they continued to enjoy the small treats.
"Ah, you've got some juice on your lip." Kiba reached up to brush the sweet fruit juice from Hinata's lip. The girl promptly blushed about fifteen shades of red fading through pink to deep purple… there may even have been something close to blue. Kiba took a great delight in mentally recording the new shades for later entertainment.
"You know, you're cute when you blush," he told her.
Yep, there was defiantly a shade near blue in there.
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Okay, so that one was just kind of cute... ah well.
