Utensil Dilemna

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Here we are at a nice little restaurant.


Nice restaurant according to them.

NICE MY ASSHOLE!

I'm sitting here and I realize that I have two forks.

I need a spoon. Desperately.

No, I didn't order any soup or anything that requires usage of that particular utensil but SHUT UP.

"Shino? Can I have your spoon?" I ask him, trying not to show my anticipation.

"No."

"PLLEEEEAASSE?"

I'm thinking about just grabbing his spoon right now but - DAMMIT!

Shino knows me so well. He just dropped his spoon into his coat.

"Here Kiba, you can have my spoon."

I turned left see Hinata holding out her spoon.

I swear to god that angels are singing and light is emitting from her as I hastily take the spoon.

"Thank you!" I scream. I don't think she was expecting the bear hug.

She looks a little red, but that is okay for now. I have my spoon and all is right in the world.

Then, as soon as our food comes, I realize that Hinata ordered soup.

Which makes me a BASTARD!

"Here you can have my spoon," said Shino out of NOWHERE! Seriously, it is like he flies out of oblivion to make me look bad.

"NO, have MY spoon. I didn't need it anyway," I say, pushing the spoon towards her.

She looks so flustered. "Oh, I-I'm sorry!" she squeeks, looking back and forth to me and Shino.

I feel kinda bad, you know. She gets like this a lot.

"You know, you're cute sometimes Hinata," I say to her, grinning.

Now she is looking at me like I just shot her with a flamethrower.

And then she got even MORE squeeky and flustered and fidgety.

Only when I scoot right up next to her does she get rigid again.

"Relax, babe. Kiba will fix it," I coo to her pushing my spoon into her hand.

Ha! I'm so smooth.

Shino is just sitting there smacking his forehead. You snooze you lose sucker!


Alright I know it's lame.
FORGIVE ME

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