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Chance Meetings
#4: Bathroom
She felt like crying.
Yes, Hyuuga Hinata did feel like crying about eighty percent of her day and most of the time for the smallest reasons, but this one was the mother load of it all.
Hyuuga Hinata was trapped in the bathroom.
Well…not exactly trapped.
It had been a long day at the dental office. Apparently, all the children in a 100 mile radius of Uzumaki Dental decided that hey, why don't I just get a cavity today?
She blamed Captain Crunch for her misery now.
To cheer her up, Sakura had taken her out to a posh restaurant with marble floors and chandeliers…
Ugh, now she was reminded of how Sakura was a brain surgeon and she was a freaking dentist. She didn't even get her own dentist office! She worked underneath another dentist!
Not that she didn't like Naruto-kun…
Back to the point. Hinata finished her dinner and decided to go to the bathroom to freshen up.
Only when she walked in, she saw urinals.
Urinals.
Yes, Hinata had walked into the men's room.
A man was coming out of the stall so she walked straight into a stall to hide.
And now she was trapped.
Why?
Because she was wearing heels and the restaurant had marble floors. The man coming out of the stall had heard her.
And was currently frozen outside of her door.
Go away! Go away, dang it!
The man finally turned around and began washing his hands. Hinata held back a sigh of relief.
Geez, he was taking forever to wash his hands! Finally, Hinata heard the sound of the electric hand dryer click on…
Then off.
Hinata let out a small sigh and held back on jumping up and down.
She was still in her heels after all.
She was still scared though. What if the man was still there? She would wait she heard the door.
CREAK!
Hinata did a little dance inside her little stall and slammed the door open with renewed happiness.
Thank god!
Hinata did her little happy dance outside her stall now, her heels clicking without a thought.
Creak.
Hinata froze and turned around to see another man emerge from the stall.
He had the most shocked look plastered on his face. Hinata flushed and fixed her trousers and her scrubs.
She slowly went to the sink and began washing her hands. The man appeared next to her, washing his hands too.
An awkward silence settled between them.
God, kill me now!
To top that off, the man was pretty good looking…
Hinata quickly shook her head to rid herself of those thought and dried her hands with the electric dryer. The man appeared next to her again, pulling out coarse brown little napkins from the dispenser.
Hinata rushed to the door.
Five more steps…
Two more steps…
Her hand on the door handle…
"You're a girl," came a voice behind her. Hinata reluctantly turned around to meet those pitch black eyes.
Holy cow, this guy was scary.
"Aha…I kinda…went in the wrong…yeah…" Hinata mumbled nervously, the door handle's cool surface contrasting with her sweaty hands.
She quickly made her escape.
Before the door closed behind her she heard a single statement that bothered her for the next couple weeks.
"Ah, I knew it. You're too beautiful to be a cross dresser."
Meeting #4: End.
A/N: Short and funny. Gosh, this was so fun. XD
Thank you for reading!