A/N: Wow! Thank you so much for reading and to those of you who reviewed this fanfic of mine! I'm really happy :')
Well here's the second chapter, hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Notting Hill…if I did I wouldn't write about them on fanfiction…what would be the point?
Chapter 2: Orange juice!
~x~
I picked up the newspaper Iruka had folded and left on the counter, mouth still gaping, as I stared at the front cover and compared it to the woman who was still studying the travelling books set in Turkey.
I looked at the woman staring up at me from the front page…her lilac eyes unblinking, drawing me in…her blue ebony hair shorter, cut into a bob but…
HOLY CRAP!
I nearly fell off my chair! It was her! It seriously was! Hyuuga Hinata! The famous actress! Here! I mean here! In Konoha Hill…in this crummy travelling book shop!
I stared over at her. Finally managing to physically close my mouth gulping as I did so. Wow. She…she…she…
I seriously need to say something.
I inconspicuously watched her as she shifted through numerous books, all about Turkey. She picked one up that I had glanced over before…
"Um…excuse me? Can I help you..?" I called over to her. She glanced over her shoulder at me, colour spreading over her cheeks making her pale skin turn rosy…do movie stars blush? Surely not…She politely smiled at me and answered, "No thank you, I'm fine…" my breathing paused as she spoke, she had the sweetest voice it actually sounded nicer in real life than in the movies…this is so surreal.
"It's just um, that book…if you want a good travel book about Turkey then this one would probably be better…" I said picking up said book which, strangely enough, was right next to the counter…
"This is actually much better than, er, that one…coz I mean…the dude who wrote this," I said whilst motioning to the book in my hand,
"Actually went to Turkey…I mean, I don't know much but I would think that would count for something. The guy who wrote that one…" I pointed to the book she held in her soft, milky coloured hand (I'm guessing that it was soft…it's not like I had actually touched her hand, I wish…it just looked soft…from where I was standing anyway…)
"…Was probably written by some Turkey explorer wannabe! Haha unlike this guy who really went there…I already said that, didn't I?" I laughed nervously, rubbing the back of my head with my other hand whilst smiling at her. She smiled back sweetly and said,
"It's alright thanks…" and returned to looking at the book shelf she was standing by. I frowned slightly thinking of what I ought to say next...just as I took a breath to make further conversation, that wasn't one sided and sounded completely stupid, the TV in the corner behind the counter next to me caught my attention. I huffed in irritation as I left the counter and went to where one of the costumers was floating around the shelves.
"Sorry to be the bringer of bad news buddy but this place has CTV cameras…so I know what you stuffed down your trousers." Yeah. This sleaze ball just shoved one of the books down his trousers! I mean…c'mon! And it's not even like he's a young idiot who has no cash (although…why anyone young would steal a travel book Lord knows…unless they were planning to run away to a foreign country but I mean what're the odds of that happening? Or at least, what are the odds of that happening while I'm working here?) The dude was middle aged with facial hair and good clothes, well…I mean they weren't old and tattered like a homeless person but his fashion sense wasn't necessarily that great heh heh…anyway.
"What? I don't know what you're talking about…" You got to be kiddin me. He's actually trying to deny it? Why that no good son of a bit-
"Ugh? Excuse me? Look dude, I just said you were caught on CTV why the hell are you trying to deny what's in your trousers?" I blinked, rethinking exactly what I had just said…I glanced quickly behind me to see Hyuuga Hinata standing at the counter waiting to buy the books she had chose, her expression…ah shit. She heard what I just said…shit! It was perfectly innocent! It's just…could be thought of in two ways…why have people always got to point out the bad way!
The guy with the book stuffed down his trousers looked at me blankly, shrugged and stated,
"I have no idea what you're talking about." (Twitch) this guy…
"Look, if you want the book come up to the counter and buy it if you don't want it just put it back if you do neither I'm gonna have to call the cops alright?" I turned placing my hands behind my head as I walked back to behind the counter.
I grinned at the woman, who I still can't believe is here right in front of me, and said to her,
"You decided to buy this one huh?" a smile pulled at her lips barely showing as she replied,
"Yes, the one written by 'The Turkey explorer wannabe'."
I blinked before laughing, "Haha yeah! That's it!"
Just as I was about to type in the price the jackass who had stuffed a book down his trousers came up,
"Excuse me, can I have you're autograph?" I couldn't tell if it was just me - it was hard to tell with her wearing those sunglasses and all - but her face looked to fall slightly as he asked for her autograph…she took the pen and book (which I guess he decided to buy after all…just as well…I mean I wouldn't want to touch that book let alone buy it after it had been down his trousers…) she asked,
"What's your name?"
"Hatsuharu"
I pressed in the price of the book and waited for the guy to give me the amount while she scribbled down his name and a little note in neat elegant hand writing. She passed it back to him his face turned quizzical as he read it,
"What does this part mean?" he asked pointing to the last sentence that seemed to be in a different language. She smiled slightly her lilac eyes twinkling behind her impressive shades,
"It says, 'Hatsuharu, you belong in jail'." I nearly choked as I held my laughter back, not only had she wrote that comment in a different language, she had also drawn a little smiley face like this =) at the end…haha this girl has a sense of humour! She smiled sweetly at him as he stumbled past and out the door looking kinda shell shocked but at least…haha…he didn't deny it!
She paid for the book and I watched as she went out the door, the tinkling of the wind-chime signalling her departure just as it had her arrival. My eyes followed her figure until it was out of sight and my eyes could no longer follow. My heart still drummed against my chest. Did that really just happen? Or did I imagine just meeting her?
That was a stupid question.
I already knew the answer.
Iruka came from around the corner laughing as one of the costumers must have said something he found amusing.
"Naruto I need you to stack some books…" I looked at him my eyes wide,
"You won't believe who was just in here…" he looked at me curiously and replied in a joking voice, "What? Was it someone famous?"
(Naruto face palm, sweat drop)
"…"
After I had stacked the shelves with even more travelling books than I ever thought possible I went to get Iruka and me some cold drinks. Iruka wanted fresh orange juice and this time I had decided on the same. You know, truthfully, I hadn't been able to stop myself from thinking about her. When I was stacking I kept on dropping the books, (earning a typical over the top reaction from Iruka-Sempai) because I kept reliving every moment of our meeting…even if it wasn't that spectacular…and I sounded like an idiot…it was still pretty amazing. I couldn't stop myself from remembering what she looked like, the way she held herself…she looked different in real life, she was even more perfect if that was possible. The way the light hit her pale skin and dark hair, the contrast making her shine in a way I'd never seen a woman shine before. She was totally different to anyone else I'd ever known…
…And totally out of my league.
I sighed as I thought about that - making my way back to the store weaving through the crowds - chances were I would never see her again and even if I did…why would she ever be interested in me? She was a beautiful, young upcoming star. And me, well, I was young yes, handsome? Matter of opinion I guess…personally I think I'm freakin gorgeous but judging from lack of love life at the moment not everyone agreed, I'm not even gonna get started on my previous relationships…And a star? Me? Pah! Not likely. My best talent would have to be eating Ramen…ahh Ramen…seriously gotta get me some of that later on…
I rounded the corner still deep in my thoughts and for the second time of the day…
BANG!
Shit! I just knocked into someone! Gah! Why is it always me? Hey…hang on…
"Ohhh I don't believe this!"
HOLY CRAP!
It was her! Again! Right here! Right now! In front of me! Covered in…orange juice? Aaah crap…
"I'm so sorry! I didn't see you!" We both stood frantically rubbing at our shirts as we both were covered in orange juice. I tripped over my words as I panicked, why the hell did I have to collide into her, for crying out loud! Sure meeting her again, awesome! In this way? C'mon! Why can't I catch a break, jeez!
"I'm so sorry, sorry! Ah jeez! I can't believe this! I'm so sorry, here let me help you!" I said as I tried to wipe the orange stain off her shirt…oh, heh, whoops…
"Hey!" She said indignantly taking a step back, I blushed slightly as I realised where the stain was…heh…note to self, even if you have purely innocent intentions, trying to wipe a stain off a girl's shirt in a particular area still ticks them off…great. Now she'll think I'm a weirdo perv. This seriously isn't my day.
After I tried to help we stood in silence for a few seconds, looking at each other. I rubbed the back of my head awkwardly, the two cups of orange juice discarded as they were now empty. She stood looking slightly annoyed. In the few seconds of silence I noticed she was carrying a bag that seemed to have clothes in it. I then thought of something,
"Hey, if you like, you can come over to my place and change clothes? I have soap! And water! You can get cleaned up…" She looked at me as if I was crazy and said as she started walking moving her head searching for something,
"I just need my car…" I followed her and decided to continue,
"My place is just over there, I'm sure you can get all cleaned up in less than five minutes and then we can have you out on the streets again!" She turned and stared at me, I smiled awkwardly,
"In the non prostitute way of course… it's not far, see?" I pointed to across the street, "That's where I live. You can get changed there if you like…I mean, it's my fault you're, well, covered in orange juice…I promise, no tricks! My flat mate might be in but just ignore him…he can be a bit of a twit but he's usually busy with his painting so ya know, no sweat!" She looked at me suspiciously biting her bottom lip in an almost nervous manner. I looked at her and sincerely answered her unspoken statement,
"I mean it, no tricks…" I lifted my hand and gave a peace sign, grinning, "Scouts honour! Haha!" She seemed to think it over and then nodded in response, pointing her index finger at me saying in a stern yet still very sweet voice,
"No tricks…" I grinned putting my hands behind my head,
"Great!"
My heart was beating faster than I ever thought it ever could. I swore I was gonna drop dead any second coz my heart had out done itself. She was going into my apartment! Oh god, please don't let Sai be there…Sai's my flat mate and well…let's just say…he is…well, Sai. What more can I say? But he shouldn't be in at this time of day so…I felt butterflies bump against my stomach excitedly. I felt like running up to the door, opening it and ushering her in like a princess with a red carpet and a trumpet (I have no idea why…) and then my heart sank as I remembered the mess the place was in…great.
We reached the door and she stood patiently. I looked at her dumbly, why was I just standing staring at her? I knew it probably seemed weird to her but I just couldn't take my eyes off of her…until she cleared her throat and motioned towards the door, "Um…isn't it…locked?" shit! I mentally punched myself! Of course it was locked! We were standing on the doorstep coz she was waiting for me to open the damn door! Man I'm such an idiot! I fumbled with the keys and opened the door.
She walked in dentally.
I followed, swallowing my nerves.
Butterflies still swirling?
Yep.
Heart still racing in a cliché kinda way?
Yep.
My apartment is still a complete mess coz I sadly don't have a fairy god mother who could magically clean it up? (I sp'ose Sai could be my fairy god mother…but a less cleaner, less magical and less female version whose only talents lie in art and weird comments. My fairy god mother sucks…)
Yep.
I'm not sure if this is gonna end well…
~x~
A/N: Whoo! End of chapter two. So what do you think? I'm really enjoying writing this fanfic…I apologise for any spelling or/and grammar mistakes. Please review on your way out ^_^
Thanks for reading.
LadyB3ARwolfFang