*A/N: A special chapter written by our Fabs Ms Editor ~ Maple
Chapter 7.1 - All the Fruits of the Rainbow
We're walking back from the academy, and heading back to our apartments. By 'we', I'm referring to Naruto and I.
"Hey, you look really worn out. Are you okay?" Naruto asks, looking at me questionably.
"Oh, sure. After all that fighting and head smacking, yep, I'm fine. Peachy." I answer. After a pause, I feel guilty. It wasn't his fault that all of this happened, yet I'm taking my frustration out on him. Just as I'm about to apologize, Naruto cuts in.
"Well, aren't you a little lemon. Always have that sour face when you're thinking."
Why, that little-
"At least I'm not a tangerine. Sheesh."
"You look constipated."
"You look like you have diarrhea."
"I- I don't have diarrhea! I didn't poop yet today!"
"Well then you're constipated."
"I… Hey! You- Why!"
I grin in triumph. That's right, you don't mess with my sass. I add a bangflip just for the heck of it. It's special effects, what can I say?
"Pshtch." Naruto starts spitting to the extreme.
"What's wrong? Got a taste of your medicine?" I snicker.
"Nope, I got a taste of your hair. And why do you turn your head so much when you flip your bangs?! And what shampoo do you use? Your hair tastes disgusting!"
I fall speechless. I mean, it's totally an everyday thing someone tells you to change your shampoo because your hair tastes bad. Hair care is like cooking, you gotta get that right taste.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't aware I had to add seasoning to your taste."
"Whatever," He mutters. "Let's go over to your apartment."
I smirk inwardly. I totally won that. Feeling the urge, I allow myself- Just this once- to let out the huge smile I was holding in.
"You're scaring me. You're like a grapefruit now. Trying too hard to be named as something it isn't."
Just as I was about to sass back, I feel the force behind me and know.
Oh, shit.
I faceplant the floor.
I pause for a bit as I hear Naruto laughing loudly before I stand up and brush myself off. I give him the most meanest glare I could possibly manage, hoping it could shoot daggers at him.
"Now there's the lemon I know!" Naruto booms loudly.
…
As soon as we arrive, Naruto plonks himself down onto the wooden floor and makes himself comfortable. He sits for a while before looking at me.
"I think I'll go back, and come back later. I've got to go change, and so do you! Your clothes look nasty."
True to his word, my clothes indeed look nasty. My white shirt has become stained. The usual bright, clear fabric had been tainted into splotchy messes of brown and green. My pants, on the other hand, hadn't changed much. They were still as dark as my soul, but the weight had definitely increased.
God knows what kind of gunk is weighing down on it right now. Gee, even I don't want to know.
Wouldn't it be so nice if I could just shower and change? Of course it would, if only I had clothes.
"Um, Naruto?"
"What's wrong?"
"I don't… I don't have any other clothes to change into," I cough out. "And I don't have the money to buy any, either." I awkwardly add.
"Oh… That's okay! You can borrow my clothes."
"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to-"
"I'm sure! Come over, and we'll see what fits you!"
"Thanks, I guess."
Naruto just smiles at me. He grabs my arm and drags me over to his apartment. As I didn't expect him to drag me, I end up crashing face-first into the wall between our apartments.
Ouch.
Naruto laughs and comments, "You know, every time you trip or crash into something, I'll just laugh. I won't question it, because I'm so used to it now!"
I blow the bangs out of my face. Dammit co-ordination! Why do you have to fail me?!
…
By the time we finally made it to his apartment, trip free, I was already exhausted.
"Tripping and crashing into things sure does drain energy, huh?" Naruto teases me.
"Not funny." I glare at him and sink onto the ground.
"Alright, alright. My closet's over here. Come and see what's your size."
He leads me over to his closet, and with a smooth motion opens it. When I look at what's in his closet, I can't help but let my laughter out.
"You just brought tangerine to a whole new level! Is there a 'Forever Tangerine' here?!" I snicker at him.
Rows and rows upon stacks and stacks of orange clothes were lined up neatly.
"I…" He blushes furiously at my comment before he looks upset. "Be grateful! I'm letting you borrow!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I just didn't really expect you to have a whole closet full of orange clothes."
Naruto seems to go back to normal afterwards. He shuffles the clothes around a bit before declaring the sizes.
"I have all sorts of sizes here. I always wear this, ever since I was small. So, unless you're a size bigger than me now, I'm pretty sure I have a size that fits you."
Thank gosh.
He stands close to me and scrutinizes me.
"You look roughly the same size as me…" he messes about his closet before handing me an orange shirt and blue pants.
"Since you don't like orange so much." He grumbles. I just let it slide.
"Thanks so much, Naruto."
"It's no problem."
"Well, I'll just get going now…"
…
After my extremely relieving shower, I put on the clothes.
Oh my god, why.
The shirt, albeit being baggy, still fit. But the pants on the other hand…
Just as my thought trails off, I hear a knock on my door.
"Hey! It's me, Naruto. Open up!"
Sheesh, how impatient could he be? I quickly rush to the door and open it up before he causes mass destruction.
As soon as he sees me he laughs so loud I'm pretty sure the whole neighbourhood heard.
"Hahaha, I didn't realize my clothes wouldn't fit this much! I assumed we were roughly the same size."
Sighing, I take note of the pants that I had to fold, as they were much too wide for me. This is better than nothing though, honestly.
"You're doing it again. You're transforming into a lemon."
"You have always, and still is a tangerine."
"Well, now that you have my clothes, you're one too."
"Nu uh, I don't have orange pants, tangerine."
"Stop with the 'Tangerine'! It's getting old."
"Stop with the lemon."
"No!"
"Have it your way, Clementine."
"I-"
"Or do you prefer orange? Mandarine? I'm giving you a variety."
He glares at me.
"You're such a lemon! You're a mixture between a lemon and a lime."
"At least I'm bright."
"Why you-"
"-Bright, majestic, fabulous creature? Yes?"
"You lemon! You reek of lemon! You're so sour it's affecting me!"
I just smile widely at him. Ah, It's so fun bickering with Naruto.
"AND NOW YOU'RE A GRAPEFRUIT AGAIN. STOP."
"You should try being a little sour sometimes. It's all about the lemon life."
"Heck, I'd rather be a tangerine. Nice and well rounded."
"No, actually you remind me of a papaya. Orange and seedy."
"Well, you're just about as blue as a blueberry."
"That's great. Now, let's make a fruit salad."
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Maple note: Heeheeheek.
A/N: Thanks Ms Fab ! xD I requested her to wrote a scene with them about Narrator-san clothes *_* please Noted! that she doesn't even know the manga or the anime for that matter so I seriously amaze at her writing skills.
Narrator: As a thanks you give her 'more' work..
Genius right? Ehem anyway xD
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