-Surprised Pikachu face when being called out for not finishing my other stories-
Insanity
Summary: The smell of his cologne and slight musk was the first thing that caught Hyuga Hinata's attention. She eventually found out that scent belonged to a young man named Uzumaki Naruto.
Ever since that encounter, she couldn't stop following him and watching his every move. She needed to know who he hanged out with, his hobbies likes, and dislikes. She even transferred to his school to study him more closely.
But as those months went on, she discovered Naruto was not he portrayed to be to his peers, but a cold-blooded murderer.
Is this enough to put a stop to Hinata's obsession, or will it draw her closer to her own insanity?
Chapter Three: What's happening to me?
Hinata wrapped herself in her big fluffy blanket as she stared at the laptop screen. She was scrolling through the latest news article to find out if anyone had discovered the body in the park. She sighed in defeat, closing the laptop. A part of her was relieved that nobody found the body. However, she felt disgusted at herself because she didn't want Naruto to get into trouble.
The boy was smart, good-looking, and sweet, but there was another part of him that was- She shook her head at the terrifying thoughts.
She kept telling herself that last night was a dream, or Naruto had a twin brother, but her mind refused to believe it. Naruto had killed somebody in cold blood. Maybe the guy had it coming? Or perhaps he did something to Naruto?
She was home alone and had missed school. Facing Naruto was one thing she couldn't do. He was a murderer. A piece of her heart shattered as she remembered the noise the man made before his untimely death. Something was chilling about Naruto's voice that made her feel- different.
The night quickly came, and Hinata found herself dozing off. It wasn't long before the girl finally gave in and fell into a deep slumber. Throughout the night, she tossed and turned when her body slightly shivered as she felt a strong presence hovering over her. The left side of her bed shifted, and she felt a heavyweight pressing down beside her.
"K... Kurenai," She mumbled in her sleep. "F-five more minutes," Her eyes widened as she felt something pressed down against her chest, holding her down. She was stuck, and the only thing she could move were her eyes.
The moon shined through her room, and her eyes darted to the figure lying next to her. Its electric blue eyes scared her, and she tried to move, but it was no use.
She opened her mouth, but not a sound came out. "You had me worried." The familiar voice told her, sliding its finger on her soft skin. "Why didn't you come to school?"
It cocked its head to the side innocently as it watched the girl try to speak. The figure sat on the bed and stared down at Hinata. Tears began to form until they ran down her cheeks, staining her silk pillows. "Ah, are you crying because of the man I killed?" There was an evil smirk plastered on its face. "Don't cry." It said before placing a kiss on her forehead. "Death is only natural." It stroked her hair before grabbing a fistful in its hand. Hinata winced in pain as she felt it trying to rip the hair from her scalp. "Don't you like me anymore? Come on, Hinata. Now that you know the truth, are you going to abandon me?"
'Please stop!' She screamed in her mind. 'You're hurting me! I won't tell! I promise!' No matter how many times she screamed, the words wouldn't come out.
Her eyes darted to her bedroom door that opened slowly. The light from the hallway shined in her room, and Kurenai stood by the door like she was an angel that would save Hinata from this nightmare. The darkness quickly consumed her, and she felt somebody nudging her body and calling out to her.
"Hinata!"
"Hinata!"
"Hinata!"
She opened her eyes, and Hinata gasped for air.
"Hinata!" Kurenai shouted worriedly. "It's okay. I'm here." Kurenai hugged her tightly, stroking her hair. "Are you okay?" The tears streamed down Hinata's eyes, and she held onto Kurenai tightly. "There, there." She rocked back and forth with Hinata, who was sobbing uncontrollably. "It was only a dream."
Hinata closed her eyes tightly as she embraced Kurenai's warmth. "A dream." She kept telling herself. "It was only a dream."
Monday morning came, and Hinata was sitting on top of a stoned bench pinned against the tree. She had missed classes and hadn't seen Naruto ever since the murder. The dreams she had at night terrified her because they felt so real.
"Boo!" Hinata quickly jumped from her seat like a surprised cat, and the young man couldn't help but laugh. "Awe, I'm sorry," He apologized once he noticed the girl was visibly shaken.
She quickly lowered her head and played with her index fingers. "I-it's okay," Her cheeks heated as his scent hypnotized her body.
"Where have you been?" He said, sitting next to her. Hinata held her breath as the young man sat closer than usual to her. She felt the warmness from him radiating onto her, and she wanted him to hold her as he did during their train ride. "You've missed two days of classes," He clicked his tongue. "Were you sick?"
"I'm sorry, Naruto." She mumbled, poking her index fingers together. "I didn't feel well enough to leave the bed," She laughed nervously.
He frowned. "I was a little worried," He mumbled. "But I'm glad you're okay!" He smiled brightly. Hinata couldn't help but be mesmerized by his caring nature. The thought that he was worried about her swelled her heart, and she wanted to leap into his arms. "Maybe we should exchange numbers?" He hummed.
Hinata's heart skipped a beat. She took out her phone, then she froze. His number was already saved on her phone.
"Give me your phone so that I can add it," Naruto said, taking out his phone from his jeans pocket.
Hinata's heart stopped momentarily. "Ah, um- my phone,"
"Yeah," Naruto laughed. "I was going to type it in for y-
Hinata held her phone tightly. "Um, it's okay. I can do it," She said, trying to sound confident.
Naruto arched his eyebrow. "Do you have some pictures in there you don't want me to see?" He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Hinata's face turn red, and she shook her head viciously. "I'm just teasing ya,"
"What's your number?"
"XXX-XXX-9898"
Naruto saved it to his phone contact and texted Hinata:
Hello.
Hinata felt her hands vibrate and stared at the text message.
Naruto:
Hello.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked. There was something in his eyes that made her legs buckle. "If you're still feeling sick, you should go home. I can give you the notes later."
Hinata bit down on her bottom lip and shook her head. "I'll be fine, Naruto."
He smiled. "Hey, let's go out for ramen. Just you and I after classes, okay? I know this great ramen place."
The two spent their quality time at Ichiraku, and Hinata couldn't be any happier. Those memories of Naruto were shoved in the back of her mind, and she enjoyed her time with him.
"This is the best ramen place ever," Naruto grinned as he slurped the noodles into his mouth. "Miso pork ramen is one of my faves."
Hinata smiled gently. She had already known this about him. The boy practically ate five bowls within thirty minutes when he was with Kiba and Shikamaru.
Hinata tucked some of her hair behind her ear, holding it in place as she gently shoved some of the noodles into her small mouth. His eyes showed amusement as he watched the girl eat his favorite ramen.
Looking from the outside in, he seemed to be fascinated with his "date" and looked like a sick love puppy. He continued to watch her eat the ramen until something interrupted him. A small plate was placed between the two, and Ayame grinned at Naruto before making her leave.
Hinata eyed her favorite snack with awe then at Naruto, who was grinning playfully. "I know you told Ino you like cinnamon rolls, so here." He said, sliding the plate to her.
"You're very kind, Naruto." She replied as she pushed the unfinished ramen to the side.
Naruto hummed in amusement. "Ne, aren't you going to finish that?" He said, pointing to the ramen bowl with his wooden chopsticks.
"I will!" She said with determination, but her eyes seemed to be focused on another course. She hadn't once look at him since the cinnamon roll was placed in front of her.
"I don't know, Hinata. I can see you drooling out the mouth." He laughed when the girl tried to wipe the nonexistent saliva away. Naruto couldn't help but laughed. "I'm just teasing ya. Enjoy."
Hinata's blush deepened as she picked up the fork and knife laying on the paper towel. She cut through the cinnamon roll and watched as the frosting slid down the blade and covered the utensils with its white gooiness.
She felt like she was on cloud nine when she placed the warm food into her mouth. Naruto eyed her like a hungry animal and watched as if he was waiting for the big finale.
"Ow," Hinata dropped the fork to the plate when the knife accidentally grazed her pale skin. Naruto's eyes watched the teardrop blood as it slid down her slender finger. Hinata was looking for a napkin when her eyes accidentally connected with Naruto, who stared hungrily at her fingers.
"Try to be careful next time." He finally said. Naruto grabbed a napkin and gently cleaned the blood from her finger. "You can be so clumsy." He said in a low tone. He held her hand into his, and Hinata couldn't look away from him. His eyes screamed danger, but she felt herself being drawn into his deep blue pools.
"Naruto," she spoke up. "Are you feeling okay?"
Naruto cracked a smile and said, "I've never felt more alive."
Hinata sat close to Naruto on the train ride home. She was still wary about the situation, but looking at Naruto, he looked like your usually Japanese boy. A soft sigh escaped her lips, which caused Naruto to look down at her. He intertwined his left hand with her right hand, and she quickly looked up at him.
The only thing he did was smile before looking at the train's door. Hinata's mind raced with the possibilities of would can be, and just like that, the thoughts of him being a cold-blooded murderer escaped her memory.
Her heartbeat out of her chest, and she felt her hand go numb and sweaty.
"Did you enjoy your day?" He asked.
Hinata nodded. "I did. W-what about you?"
"It was actually fun. I like spending time with you," Naruto comment made her blush.
"You do?" She was stunned. "I'm not a talkative person who can hold a conversation," She mumbled under her breath. "A-and I'm not very colorful like Sakura…" Her eyes widened as she let her thoughts slip out.
Naruto glanced at her and smile. "Everyone has their own colors, Hinata. And I'm kind of glad you're not Sakura's color," He laughed.
Hinata tilted her head to the side. "What color do you think I am?"
Naruto blinked for a moment before humming. "White," He smiled. "You're painted in white."
"White," She mumbled. "It seems like a bland color," She frowned. "I- it's not very colorful."
"Some may find it to be bland, but to me, it's such an interesting color." He smiled brightly. "What color do you think I am?"
"A swirl of red, yellow and orange,"
"Hmm, like Sakura's color?"
Hinata shook her head. "No, your colors are different and- and… they make me happy." She said, lowering her head.
"If you like, I could paint you with some of my colors," Naruto whispered into her ear.
Hinata nearly pushed him over, which made the boy laughed louder.
His stop was quickly approaching, and Hinata didn't want the day to end. Just feeding off his energy made her feel lively.
Naruto let go of her hand as the train stopped. His eyes lingered to Hinata who looked down. "You okay?"
"Yes,"
Some other people stood by the door as the train halted. "If I could bring you home with me, I would," He laughed once her face turned red. "I'll see you later,"
The doors opened, and some people rushed in and out.
Naruto slid his hands into his jeans pocket as he walked down the crowded streets.
"Well, well, if it isn't little Naruto," One man said playfully as the young boy walked past him.
The boy grinned. "What's up, Kisame?" The older man threw some boxes to the alleyway and dusted his hands. "A busy day in the fish market?"
"It was," He said, wiping his hands on his apron. "You heading home, kid?"
"Yup, I had a long day." He chuckled. "I'll see ya later," He said as he continued to walk down the walkway.
He entered the one-bedroom apartment. He threw his keys on the kitchen counter that was discarded with leftover ramen cups and half drinking water bottles. He stood in front of the television and turned it on.
"I don't know who that person was. He told me some guy was standing there and- A young man broke down as he remembered the sound his friend made when he was being beaten to death.
The news reporter comforted the crying man. "Did he say anything to you?"
Marco's face paled when she asked that question. Naruto tilted his head and hummed.
He flicked through some channels before settling for a documentary about the animal kingdom. The light to the bathroom made a flickering noise before it came on. A slight wind brushed against his skin as he took off his white t-shirt.
Naruto glanced at the opened window and stared at the night sky. He poked his head out and embraced the wind that danced in his hair. His face still captured the innocence of a boy and would make anyone awe.
Naruto's smile became wider when he saw a stray cat sitting under his window, meowing. "Ah, you're the little cat whose been waking me up," He outstretched his arms, and the cat climbed up to him. He carried the cat in his hand and held it up. "Ne, you're a boy cat." He grinned.
"Meow,"
His eyes narrowed. "Ne, you've had me up for the past few days. You still look young. Where's your mom?" He asked the cat, who stared at him oddly. He tried to escaped Naruto's grasp when his fingers dug into his skin.
"Meow!" He hissed.
"You didn't have a problem coming to me before," Naruto sounded hurt. The cat calmed down and stared at the boy, almost as if he was confused.
"M-meow," The cat said.
Naruto held it by the nape of its neck and walked over to the bathroom window. He hovered half of the cat over the window, which was staring at him with innocent eyes.
"MEOW!"
Naruto watched as the cat's upper half squirmed to free itself from the window and it kept screaming:
"MEOW! Meow! M-e-MEOW!"
The middle part of the cat's body was pinned by the window, and blood seeped onto the bathroom floor. The cat kept screaming as it tried to release itself. Naruto held the cat by its neck and opened the window slightly before slamming it with force. He repeated this action until the cat no longer made a sound.
He opened the window one last time before throwing it to the ground. "Ah, now I have to clean this shit up," He frowned at the thought of cleaning cat blood off his window. His eyes narrowed as he looked in the distance when he saw something shifting in the bushes.
A small smile plastered his face before he closed the window and returned to his living room.
Hinata locked eyes with her screen as she stared at the picture of her crush. A notification popped up on her screen, and she quickly read the comments that flooded her thread.
Subject: I witnessed my friend killing a cat… What should I do? By anonymous
Tonight, I decided to follow my friend's home, and I saw him murdering a cat. He's a good guy, but I don't know what to do! Please help me!
Steff999 says:
WHAT CRUEL MONSTER KILLS AN INNOCENT CAT? HOW CAN YOU EVEN CALL HIM A FRIEND OR GOOD GUY AFTER WHAT HE DID? I SAY YOU UNFRIEND HIM AND LET SOMEBODY KNOW. CLEARLY, THIS GUY IS A PSYCHOPATH!
Momo5o6 says:
There is something wrong with your friend. Maybe you should try talking to him about what you saw and find ways to help him. Was there a reason he killed the cat?
Yuki87889 says:
Momo5o6 Are you fucking serious? Why should she confront him? Who's to say he wouldn't try and kill her? What reason would there be to kill a cat? Fucking retard. I say you drop him before he drops you. He's a sociopath who likes to pick on those weaker than him.
Anonymous says:
Why were you following your friend home? Did he know? If he did know, why would he murder the cat in front of you?
BladesFury393 says:
Anonymous I was thinking the same thing? This story doesn't make sense at all… unless you were stalking him? But it doesn't matter. He needs help. How can you kill a defenseless creature?
Kaname_user says:
The cat probably had it coming, and I would kill it too. Those things are from the devil himself! I hate cats! They're so fucking annoying! Good riddance to a cat that won't be miss.
BlueWeasel says:
I understand he's your friend, and if you two are terrific friends, maybe you should talk to him about it. He may be going through some things, and this is the only way for him to let go of his anger. I'm not one to judge, but this leaves room for concern. Has he been acting strange lately? Is this his first time? I feel like you should talk to him.
Anonymous says:
Do you enjoy watching him kill things? Did you enjoy watching him kill the cat? Maybe you do…
Iluvtele says:
Anonymous Get out of here you sick bastard!
Hinata read through the comments, and her eyes watered. How could she enjoy seeing Naruto do something like that? Who could she tell?
She threw her phone to the bed and smothered her head into her pillow. Why did she have to follow Naruto to his home? Why couldn't she just leave it like that and let the night end peacefully?
"Hey, Hinata!"
Hinata glanced over her shoulder and saw Kiba running up to her. "Oh, hello, Kiba," She greeted the boy tiredly.
"Are you okay?" He asked once he noticed some dark circles around her eyes.
She nodded slowly. "I- I didn't get any sleep last night," She rubbed her eyes.
"Did you have a hard time falling asleep?"
She nodded again. "I-
"Hinata!"
Hinata's heart skipped a beat when she felt somebody wrapped their arms around her waist, picking her up off the floor.
"N-Naruto!" She squeaked.
Kiba eyed the boy down, who looked from behind Hinata and grinned. "Ah, Kiba. I didn't see you there," He said in an irritated tone.
Kiba picked up on the slight agitation in Naruto's voice, and he shook his head. "I'll see you later, Hinata." He waved at the girl as he left.
"How's your finger?" Naruto said, placing her on the ground.
"It's fine," She said, showing him the little yellow bandage wrapped around her finger.
"Great!"
He walked beside her as they made their way to their class.
"Hey, you two are in Iruka's class, right?" One person said. "He just sent us an email saying classes are canceled."
Hinata took out her phone, and sure enough, Iruka had just sent an email apologizing that a family emergency came up, and he would be missing class.
"What should we do?" Hinata asked. "Our next class isn't until 2:15 PM."
"Well, it's not liked our attendance is going to affect our statistic class," Naruto hummed as he came up with an idea, "Do you want to come over to my place? We can skip statistic and hang out,"
Hinata's legs trembled as thought about what Naruto would do once the two were alone. He tilted his head to the side, and his blonde hair followed. "I understand if you don't want to," Hinata's heart shattered because he sounded so hurt.
She shook her head and held onto his arm. "I- I would love to go to your place,"
He smiled brightly and held onto her hand. "Ne, let's hurry up and catch the next train,"
"It's a little messy," He laughed nervously as he pushed the door open for Hinata.
"Thank you," She said, walking into the apartment. She looked around the small place, and Naruto's scent filled her nostrils. Her eyes lingered to the two closed doors that were next to one another. "Would you like something to drink?"
"Some water will be fine," She clenched the straps of her bag. This was her first time Hinata was invited into another friend's home, and she didn't know how to feel. He wasn't only her friend, but Naruto was her first love and a murderer. She took a deep breath, "Do you mind if I sit on your sofa?"
"Go ahead," He called out as he took out a cold bottle of water out of the fridge.
Hinata looked around and noticed his apartment seemed very dull. There were no pictures on the wall or décor. It was just a yellow color wrapping itself around the room. And then she remembered; he didn't have a family. She jumped when she felt something cold touched her cheek. She looked up and saw Naruto smiling down at her.
The cushion next to her sank as Naruto sat on the sofa. She stared at the tv screen and saw his and her reflection. "Um, Naruto- I," She paused. Was she really going to tell him what she saw that night?
"Hmmm?" He turned his head to face her.
"Thank you for being my friend. You're a nice person." She smiled as she stared at the white cap. "You're so nice that I know you wouldn't hurt a fly," Her smile widened. She wanted to believe that Naruto wouldn't hurt anyone, that he couldn't… he was too kind and selfless. He befriended her and took her out. He introduced her to his friends and… and…
Her head shifted to her left side as she heard Naruto snickered.
"You think so?"
Hinata's grip on the water bottle tightened as his voice sounded irritated.
"Ah, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sure you're strong and could easily-
Naruto held his stomach as he tried to stifle his laugh. "I know what you meant, Hinata," He smiled warmly at her.
Hinata pouted. "That's not funny,"
"I know, but you make the cutest facial expressions when I tease ya," He cupped her cheeks and stared into her eyes.
"You think I'm cute?" Her grip loosened on the bottle.
"Well, more like beautiful, elegant, smart," The more he said those comforting words, the closer she got. She placed her hand on his chest and felt his heart that was beating just as fast as hers.
"M-may I use y-your bathroom, please?" Hinata asked while trying to stop herself from stammering.
"Second door to the right," Naruto pointed to the brown door.
Hinata quickly got up and rushed to the restroom. It was a small bathroom that had a single window, something she was familiar with.
Pristine, clean, and no traces of blood.
Naruto watched with amusement as Hinata stumbled towards him. He couldn't help himself, and he let a chuckle slip. The girl was filled with surprises, and he was generally curious about her. He meant every word when he called her beautiful, cute, and smart. Yes, she was smart, indeed, but he wondered if she was loyal.
"Hinata," Naruto turned to her, "what are you going to major in?"
"Culinary Arts!" Her eyes lightened up. She'd always had a passion for cooking ever since Kurenai allowed her to help her in the kitchen.
Kurenai wasn't the best cook and was continually working. The woman was exhausted, so she decided she would make dinner every night to help her caregiver.
"Really? Why are you taking up Biology? I'm sure it's kind of useless in your field,"
"Uh- err- It's just something I wanted to do!" She said as she quickly took a seat next to him. "Um, what about you?"
"I'm going to be a forensic pathologist!" Naruto grinned.
Hinata's eyes slightly widened, and it was as if her soul left her body. She broke out in a cold sweat. "F-forensic pathologist?"
Her eyes lock into his, and she couldn't explain it, but the look on his face made her stomach churned.
"You know what that is, right?" That voice. She had heard it before. It was the same voice she heard in the park that night.
Her throat burned, her stomach twisted inside out, and she felt the sweat slid between her chest. Hinata nodded her head slowly, never taking her eyes off Naruto.
"I- I couldn't muster the courage to examine dead bodies every day. I'm surprised you're going in that field." She responded.
Naruto smiled slightly, but the look in his eyes told a different story. "They're dead. It's not like they are going to come back to life." He said in a chilling voice,
"I know," Hinata muttered.
"Good," He slowly turned around and grabbed the controller from the coffee table. "Let's watch a movie!" He glanced over his shoulder, smiling brightly.
Hinata shifted uncomfortably on her bed as she waited for morning to approach. It frightened her. The dreams she had. They felt real… too real. Night terrors were something she was familiar with. She'd had them up until she was twelve, and Kurenai thought she had grown out of them.
Everything felt real. Naruto's smell. His touch. His soft hair. Everything!
She got up abruptly when she heard something hit against her window. Her heartbeat slowed down when she saw the branches from the tree rubbed against it. Was that always there, she thought?
Darkness blinded her, and she laid back down and pulled the covers over her head. "It's okay. It's okay." She kept telling herself. "N-Naruto won't hurt me. He's nice, sweet, kind, and trustworthy."
Time went by, and Hinata slept quietly…
"Come here, kitty,"
"Huh?"
Yellow walls. Brown cabinets. A familiar person.
"You're such a pretty kitten,"
"Naruto! Wait! Put me down!"
"Ne, why are you squirming?"
"Why is he smiling at me? Why do I feel so small? Wait- did he just call me kitten?"
"Want some milk?"
Purrr! "Wait, why am I purring? I- Don't look at me with those blue eyes of yours."
He laughs. "Why are you glaring at me like that?"
"P-please stop staring at me like that. I-it makes it harder to fall out of love with you."
"Why are you crying?"
"Because-
"Does this feel better?" He grins.
"O-oh, right there!" Meow! Meow!
"Don't move!"
Meow! "Am I in his kitchen? Naruto, you should really clean!"
"Ne, what are you complaining about?"
"Don't laugh at me!"
"You're such an adorable kitten!"
"Na-
"Don't back away from me!"
"W-why do you have that knife in your hand?"
"Don't make that face. It's kind of hurtful."
"P-please, don't hurt me."
"Ne? Why are you shaking? Do you know what this is?"
"Your eyes are scaring me. P-
"I won't hurt you-
"You won't?"
"Much."
"It hurts! It hurts!" Meow! Meow! M-eow!
"Ah, you have blood all over my countertop."
"Hinata!"
"Ne, Naruto. Do you expect me to clean this mess up?"
"W-what am I doing over there?"
"The poor thing looks like she's about to croak."
"That's me."
"Naruto. Not in front of the kitten!"
"Ah, she's crying."
"Why is he kissing me? Why am I looking at me like that? Why-
"Should I finish her for you?"
"Go ahead."
"Why do I look… so happy?"
"AH!"
The doors slammed open, and Asuma rushed in with Kurenai. He turned the lights on, and Kurenai rushed to Hinata's bedside. "Hinata! Hinata! Are you okay?" The poor girl was drenched in sweat.
"Should I call an ambulance?" Asuma said with concern.
"No, get her some water, please."
Asuma quickly raced out of the room.
"Hinata," Kurenai squeezed the girl, "you're okay." She was crying hysterically as she gripped onto Kurenai. "Hinata, calm down. Breathe. Yes, just like that."
Asuma handed Hinata a glass of water, and she drank it shakenly. "What's going on?"
Kurenai sighed as she hugged Hinata, who was calming down. "They're night terrors."
"Night terrors?" Asuma arched her eyebrows.
"Yeah, Hinata had them when she was younger. I thought it stopped when she turned twelve…" She glanced at Asuma. "Do you mind sleeping alone?"
"It's no problem," He rubbed the back of his head. They were in the middle of being intimate when Hinata started screaming uncontrollably. "Don't hesitate to come to me if you need help,"
"I'm concerned about Hinata, Asuma."
"Is it about last night?"
Kurenai sighed when she placed the cup on the table. "She hasn't had those night terrors in a while. I don't know what's triggering them."
"Maybe you should seek professional help?" Asuma suggested. "I was kind of worried myself," He said truthfully. "I know how much she means to you," He placed his heavy hand on her shoulder.
Kurenai rested her hand on top of his and sighed. "She's been through so much as it is, Asuma. I hope she didn't see him…" Her voice faded.
"Who?" questioned Asuma.
She shook her head. "It's nothing,"
Hinata played with a piece of white thread sticking out from her blankets. Kurenai had left to go with Asuma on a dinner date with some colleagues. She wanted to stay with Hinata, but the girl told her she would be fine.
It was boring. There was nobody to hang out with, and she had finished her assignments an hour ago. Her mind drifted to Naruto.
College student. Good looking. Charismatic. Caring. A murderer.
"Somethings wrong with me," The tears squeezed out her eyes, "Why do I still love him? Why can't I stop thinking about him?" She cried loudly. "W-w-why?"
Hinata spent an hour crying as the thoughts rushed through her mind like a bullet train. She rubbed her eyes when she heard her phone ringing.
Naruto
"H-hello?"
"Ah, Hinata!" Naruto sounded excited. "I hope I didn't wake you up."
Hinata got up, with the blankets still around her, and shook her head as if he could see her. "N-no. I was just laying down." She continued to rub her eyes.
He chuckled. "Well, I was kind of hungry, and I wanted to know if you wanted to join me for some ramen? My treat."
Hinata felt so many mix emotions. One, she was happy, and the other side of her was upset with Naruto, and part of her felt disgusted.
"Hinata?" He called.
"Um, er- sure." She mumbled.
"You don't sound too sure." He sounded disappointed.
"No! I am. I'll meet you there."
"Okay, I'll see you."
Hinata took a quick shower and put on a long beige skirt that reached her ankle and a long white sleeve shirt.
She met Naruto in front of Ichiraku. He wore a varsity jacket, gray and black, with some long dark jeans. "I hope it isn't too late for you to eat." He said, leading her into the establishment.
"N- no, not all."
They sat down in a mini booth, and Ayame took their order. "I'm sorry for calling you out so late, but I didn't want to eat alone." He told her.
"It's okay," Hinata replied. She played with the straw in her cup as she tried to avoid eye contact with Naruto.
"Are you okay, Hinata?" He asked once he noticed under her eyes was red. "Why were you crying?" Hinata gazed at him and saw a look of concern in his eyes. "Did somebody hurt you?"
She looked down and shook her head slowly.
"Are you lying to me?"
She shook her head again and continued to stare at the brown table.
"You didn't want to spend time with me?"
Hinata's head shot up, and she shook her head furiously. "No! I l-l-love spending time with you," She poked her index fingers together. "I really do."
"Is it because we don't spend much time together?" He chuckled when he saw her blushing face. "I'll make time just for you," He hummed in amusement. "You have my phone number, so just let me know, okay?" He winked at her.
"Why?"
He tilted his head to the side. "Why what?"
"Why are you so nice to me?" Hinata questioned.
Naruto shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, but there's just something about you I like,"
The two stared into one another eyes momentarily until Ayame interrupted by placing two bowls of ramen in front of them.
The two held hands when they left Ichiraku. It was late, and the trains had stopped running.
"Naruto, I can pay for a cab since you bought me dinner," Hinata whispered. She had a hard time not fainting because Naruto was holding her hand.
"Hinata," Naruto turned to her.
"Why is he blushing?"
"It's a little late," Naruto said, rubbing his cheek, "and I don't want you catching a cab ride home by yourself. Spend the night by my place, and I'll go home with you the next morning so we can get your stuff for classes."
Hinata's eyes widened. "Spend the night with Naruto? Does it mean sleeping in the same bed?"
"Hmmm, are you okay?" He asked, feeling her forehead, "You don't feel like you've got a fever."
"I… yes, I can do that," She replied shyly.
"Great!" Naruto sounded, "Let's go," He said as he signaled down a cab.
Naruto glanced at Hinata's phone that vibrated on his nightstand.
Kurenai
It stopped, and he picked it up. Hinata was in the bathroom, taking a shower. He clicked the home button.
Place finger or enter PIN to unlock
There were some clicking noises, and a bright light shined on him. His eyes sparkled with amusement.
He groaned as the called ID popped up again.
Kurenai
He waited until the phone stopped ringing before he turned it off.
Naruto's head snapped to the door when he heard her turn the water off. Hinata soon came out wearing a big orange t-shirt. She tucked herself behind the door as Naruto's eyes roamed her body.
"I'll sleep on the couch while you sleep here," He said, pointing to the bed. He laughed when he saw the disappointment on Hinata's face. "What's the matter? You don't want to sleep alone?"
She nodded. Naruto was surprised because he didn't expect the girl to be so straightforward. "I guess there's a lot of things I still don't know about her." "Well, if you don't mind." He scooped Hinata up and placed her on the bed gently.
"Let's sleep peacefully tonight, okay?" He was hovering over her, staring into her lavender eyes. She couldn't help but nod her head in agreement while still gazing into his deep blue eyes. "Good," he purred.
He lay next to her and pulled the blanket over them. Hinata stared at the ceiling and waited. Waited for the dreams to terrify her like they usually did.
"Are you restless?" Naruto grinned.
"I- I can't sleep," She frowned.
"Why?" Naruto asked, as he also stared at the ceiling.
"I have nightmares… bad ones,"
"What are they about?" He glanced at her.
"I… A lot. I'm sorry. I may keep you up all night," Her eyes watered.
"I don't mind," He turned to his side. "Face the window," He commanded. Once Hinata turned her back on him, he wrapped his arm around her stomach and pulled her close to him. Hinata's heart skipped a beat, and her body shivered slightly by his strong arm."There won't be any nightmares tonight, okay?" His voice sounded sincere and warm.
Hinata melted in his arms and she drifted off to sleep.
AN: I don't know what's going on, but somehow I have lost the will to write/finish my stories. Hopefully, I will overcome this feeling.
Enjoy.
