Traveling really sucks, but I finally got my own laptop! I'm still transferring my files, so once again my… uhhh… slightly erratic schedule is interrupted. Oh, and if any of you are reading Bandana, I lost my work on the next chapter so it will be a little while be for I update. Sorry!
Disclaimer: see first chapter.
Food
Food! She had food! Yummy, delicious, utterly satisfying… food! Fortunately, she was an exceptionally lucky person. That is to say… there was a ramen stand a few stores down from the embassy!
The ramen shop was rather small and nondescript, it had no tables, and only three stools right up next to the counter. In fact she would have passed the place with out a second thought if Naruto hadn't pointed it out to her. The owner was a girl not that much older than herself, who's father owned the ramen shop regularly frequented by Naruto.
Temari scarfed down her noodles, relishing each hastily taken bite. Naruto was not the only one who liked ramen. She just wasn't as vocal… about food, that is… and the ramen that they served here was exquisite! A steaming bowl of noodles cooked to perfection, with just the right amount of beef…
"How much can you eat?!"
She glared at Kiba who was staring at her in aw, his hand scuffing up his already messy hair. She sighed, he was too handsome to stay mad at for long.
"I thought only Naruto could eat 6 bowls of ramen in a row!"
'Scratch that thought.'
"Screw you. I'm hungry, get me another bowl."
Temari looked away to cover her blush. She had an appetite, so what? At least she wasn't making him pay for her meal.
"YipYip!"
Akemaru was the only one who understood her.
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It was official. Temari was the most amazing person he had ever met, more amazing than Sakura and her dual personas. Her mood shifted from happy to pissed to happy again in seconds, She doted on Akemaru and her stomach simply must be twice the size of any normal humans…
"Hey Kiba? Can we leave now?"
Kiba looked over at Temari, she had spoken so softly that he almost didn't hear her. Suddenly the ferocious sand-witch looked small and almost vulnerable. She had paid for her meal, but her last bowl was untouched.
"What's wrong?"
Akemaru growled, and Temari looked past him.
"Nothing."
Temari trained her gaze on the floor. Then he heard a giggle and a lazy laugh, coming from somewhere behind him, and he caught a whiff of Ino's perfume.
'Shikamaru… Shit! I've got to get Temari as far from him as possible!'
"Of course, come on Akemaru stop growling and let's go."
If Temari and Shikamaru met… there would be havoc. Kiba knew that even if Temari looked shy at the moment, She could fly into a rage at the sight of someone who had previously ticked her off.
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Kind of a cliffy but I needed to post something! My laptop makes Word difficult to use and I'm so pissed about losing those files… Thank you to all who reviewed! You people made my day!