Hinata nodded and looked away, her hands putting all the papers into a single file before moving them to the teacher's desk. I followed her every move and I noted that her hands were shaking. I couldn't blame her because my eyes were narrowed and I had an aura of "I'm so pissed right now so don't fuck with me". She stood a few feet away from me and I admired her bold action but her head was ducked and her fingers were tapping against each other.
"Wh-What would you like to know?"
"I just have a question for you." I looked at her with a frown on my face. "Is it true that someone asked you out?"
I heard her gasp and I knew that Ino's gossip wasn't a lie. I was in a haze of anger right now and I had one goal in mind. I breathed out and tried to control myself. This was Hinata and she's never seen me lose control and I'm not about to break that streak.
"A-Ano, how d-do you know? I don't understand…"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Hinata-chan." I took a step closer and I saw as she took a step back. Her hands were rested against her chest and her face looked terrified. She didn't want me to know? "Answer me, Hinata-chan."
She blush a soft pink and looked away. "H-Hai, it's true…"
I narrowed my eyes and looked away. "So that bastard really did ask you out…" I mumbled before looking at her again. I was about to speak again when she interrupted me.
"B-But I'm not interested!" She took a step forward and her long hair managed to tickle my skin. I was surprised by her outburst. She rarely raised her voice so to see her so distressed and close to tears made me reconsider how much she really liked me. "I-I was planning on telling Shinpuru-san today that I'm not interested b-because I like someone else. I swear Naruto-kun! I wasn't planning…I was going to say no…" Her voice was dejected and her eyes were permanently on the floor. I felt regret wash over me but I couldn't squish down the happiness I was feeling too.
"Yokatta!" I sat down in a nearby chair and sighed.
Hinata seemed puzzled now and I couldn't help but laugh out of relief. "I, uh, well…" How was I supposed to explain that I was relieved on finding out that she won't be dating that jerk? And that I also know about her crush on me? How? How? How? "Uh…" I blushed, remembering that the girl in front of me has feelings for me and I might as well say that I also have some feelings for her. "H-How's your day so far? The weather's nice, eh? Hey, is that a new shirt? It looks really nice. I actually just ate a cup of ramen so I'm starting to get hungry." She knew I was stalling but she didn't make any indication to stop me. She looked in shock before giggling.
"I-Is that so? So are you still hungry?"
I averted my gaze and laughed while touching the back of my neck. Realizing what I was doing, I brought my hand back to my front and nodded slowly. "A bit." Watching her smile and giggling I decided not to follow my so called "amazing idea". What if her feelings weren't deep enough? She'll freak if I asked her out. So, instead, I decided to keep her close. I could live my life with Hinata being just a friend. I'll just make sure she'll remain untouched by any other male. It was a simple task, really. "Let's go get some bread, Hinata-chan!" I grabbed her hand and I smiled when she blushed.
In that moment, the door slid opened to reveal a young man. He's teal eyes widened upon seeing Hinata holding hands with me. His eyes moved from me to Hinata and back.
"Ano…"
Hinata started to squeeze my hand and I looked at her with a cocked eyebrow.
"Hinata-chan, ano, who is he?" asked the stranger.
"S-Shinpuru-san…"
Ah, so he's Shinpuru…I scrutinized him immediately. He was a bit short and had an average size physique for someone on the soccer team but those teal eyes told a story. It was a storm of emotions when he looked at Hinata and me in such an intimate position. His eyes showed vulnerability and betrayal. For him to show such pain, it must mean that he loves Hinata, right? Suddenly, I felt anger rush into my system. I let go of Hinata's hand and stood up. I clenched my fists and glared. I had to keep control or else blood will be spilled here.
I pointed a finger to Shinpuru. "I'm Uzumaki Naruto and you better back off from my Hinata-chan got it!"
Shinpuru's eyes widened. "Your Hinata-chan?! Are you guys dating?" The last question was laced with hurt and it was aimed at Hinata.
She looked surprised before blushing intensely. She stood up quickly but with unstable feet and said, "N-No we're not! Though…we're not dating Shin—"
"Hinata-chan, I asked you out, remember? W-What's your answer?" In a swift movement, Shinpuru had Hinata's hands in his.
I was pissed now and I imagined his blood coating my hands and his screams being music to my ears.
"Oi, didn't I answer that already? She's mine and not yours," I said with an angry tone.
Shinpuru glanced at me then at Hinata. He glanced down and let go of Hinata's hands. She was shaking and I felt guilty putting her in this situation but something told me to claim Hinata as mine. It was true that I didn't want her to be my girlfriend but something never crossed my mind. Other guys might, no, well most definitely, ask to court her. What was I supposed to do then? Just stand at the side and watch as she lives happily in another guy's arms when that guy could be me? I refused that. I won't acknowledge more than the fact that I have an interest to her but that's enough to push me into asking her out.
Hinata glanced at me quickly when I said that and I watched as her face burned even brighter. Our eyes locked and I smiled, the blood lust pushed to the back of my mind.
"I see…" Shinpuru said before looking at me.
We locked gazes and I glared at him. If he were to challenge me for Hinata, I would gladly yank off his limbs and beat him till death decided to take him.
It was quick a movement and before I knew it, Shinpuru kissed Hinata's forehead. She gasped and touched the place where that bastard kissed her, her fingers shaking violently. I snarled viciously and I was about to punch him to the point that he's jaw would dislocate when he already left the classroom, the door sliding shut.
It was quiet for a few moments. I took deep breathes, anger upon anger clouding my vision. I heard footsteps approaching me and I watched as Hinata looked at me with worry painted on her face. Her face was still burning and I was reminded of what happened a few minutes ago.
"Naruto-kun, are you okay? You don't seem—"
She was cut off rudely by my lips.
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted like cinnamon. I couldn't help but feel like a thousand fireworks have gone off in my beating heart. I grabbed her face and tilted it slightly, my lips massaging her own. At first she didn't respond—maybe she was stunned?—but then I felt her lips moving against my own and how her tongue just barely touched my lower lip. I growled and grabbed the back of her neck, pushing her towards me. It was an addiction. The taste of her lips and the way we moved in sync to each other. I craved more. I became desperate and pushed her against the wall. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and pushed her closer. I opened my mouth slightly and licked her lips before moving away slightly. We were both panting and I couldn't help but smile proudly from the way her lips were slightly red and pouted and her face turning a shade of red.
She squeaked and buried her face on my chest. I hugged her immediately and enjoyed the feeling of our bodies mushed together like this. I pushed her back slightly and I watched with amusement as she kept her eyes closed shut, her face still a dark red. Her hands rested on her heaving chest and for a moment I lost focus. I was snapped out of my daze when my eyes focused on her lips again.
I couldn't believe it. I kissed Hinata-chan. It was amazing and something I couldn't come to regret but it left me wondering, what are we now?
I confessed not so long ago that she was mine. Does that mean that were dating each other? It's true that I'll probably kill half of the world's population if she were to date anyone else so why not make it official? I was still a bit afraid but I didn't have to tell her my secret, right?
"Hinata," I whispered huskily and she looked up, her eyes glazed with something that left me warm all over. She was beautiful and I decided then and there that I'll date her. "Go out with me, ne? I promise that I'll take care of you and shower you with millions of cinnamon rolls. So what do you say?"
Her eyes widened and she gripped my arms. I felt her body sagging and I immediately hugged her close; afraid she'll faint on me like old times. I felt her hand lay on my cheek and she caressed it with care. She smiled, something beautiful and indescribable, and whispered, "H-Hai."
My eyes widened and my heart picked up its pace dramatically. I couldn't help but gape at her response. Who knew that I would end up dating Hinata? And it was all because of that stupid bastard but I begrudgingly accepted the fact that he helped me out a bit.
I kissed her softly again right when the bell ringed. I was disappointed, and I noticed that she noticed, because she immediately hugged me. It was something that wasn't overly tight or too soft, it was perfect. I smiled and for once in my life I felt peace.
"Ne, Hinata, I'm going to take you on a date. Don't you worry, I'll pay for everything." With that I kissed her once more before grabbing my satchel and running off to my classroom.
I had a goofy smile on my face, I knew it, but I didn't give a damn. I was happy, content. Nothing can ruin today.
Suddenly I stopped, realization washing over me.
"Oh fuck," I whispered harshly. "Where am I going to take her?"
The rest of that day was like nirvana. Hinata and I kept glancing at each other during lunch and I couldn't help but feel a little light from the loving glances she'll give me. We sat more closely than usual and I wondered if the rest of the group noticed the change of atmosphere between Hinata and me.
I didn't think about death or the feel of blood on my hands. The need to kill never came to me. Maybe it was Hinata? I shrugged and entered my apartment. I closed it with my foot and threw my schoolbag on the floor. I slipped off my shoes and shouted, "Tadaima!" I smiled bitterly when I heard nothing in return. Sometimes when I'll do this somewhat ridiculous routine, I'll imagine what my parents' voices would sound like and they'll respond with an "Okaeri" and a smile on their faces. It was sad, living alone, but maybe it was better that way. I wouldn't have to live a life where I'll have to lie to my parents about me being a murderer. It would crush me to the depth of my soul if they were terrified of their own son. It would kill me slowly and painfully. Or maybe I wouldn't have turned out to be a killer if they were here.
I sighed, deciding on putting that behind me for now. I changed quickly and did my homework. By the time the sky was dark and the moon was up, I was in my bed looking out the window. The moon reminded me of Hinata's eyes and the sky reminding me of her unique hair. Before I fell asleep my blue eyes looked at dark, black eyes from outside my window.
The eyes of a crow looked back at me.