September brought the temperatures down...
"Hina, that's a pretty fan," Ino said. "Can I have a look?"
Her hand immediately flew to her waist, where she always wore it under the belt of her apron. It was the fan she recieved last month from Uchiha Sasuke. She hadn't seen him ever since, nor had she seen Naruto.
"This?" She asked, pulling it out and handing it to her obligingly. "It is, isn't it?"
"It's absolutely gorgeous, the wood was sanded smooth and painted with black lacqour, it's almost like glass." Ino set down her chopsticks and unfolded it for a better look. "You don't see fans like this nowadays. It's even been handpainted... Who gave this to you?"
"Ah..." Hinata began to blush and tug on the hem of her apron. "You, uh, don't remember?"
"What are you talking about, Hina? I would have remembered if you got something like this," She closed it and gave it back to her. "Did... Naruto give it to you?"
"No..." Her face grew a deeper shade of red. "He didn't give me anything."
"Eh? Who is there besides Naruto that can make you blush that shade of red?" The platinum blonde girl raised a curious brow. "Hinata, who gave you that fan?"
"..." Hinata wrung her hands around the fan before slipping it back under her belt and turning away. "Uchiha... Sasuke gave it to me."
Ino's jaw dropped and Hinata began to blush ten more shades of red.