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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