Chapter 5
"I love you Hinata," My voice is quiet and unsure. My shoulders shake, I don't want my angel mad at me but I can't tell her about Kiba and Shino here. I rest my fist on my leg under the table and dig my nails into my palm. I can't believe I snapped at her like that. I was supposed to take her away from that, not treat her the same way.
"I love you too, Naruto." Hinata returns as she leans over to kiss my whiskered cheek. I look up at her and see that her grey eyes are still filled with unfallen tears and my heart constricts. Those tears are because of me… I sigh again and shake my head trying to banish these nasty thoughts.
"So," I force a smile onto my face so I don't worry Hina anymore than I already have. "Where do you wanna go after breakfast?" Hinata scrunches her nose in thought as I watch her, a soft smile slides across my lips.
"I don't know," she answers quietly. "I've never been here so I don't know what there is to do." She shrugs her delicate shoulders and continues to eat lost in thought. I nod and start eating again too. I have until we get back to the hotel room to think of something to tell Hinata about Kiba. I can't risk Pein finding her or me for that matter. Anger rises in the pit of my stomach when I think about Kiba and his thinly veiled threat. If Kiba and Shino know where we are then that means Pein does too, maybe even Kami. I have to watch my back now and remember that nowhere is safe.
"How 'bout we just get back on the road? We can probably make the next town by sundown," I turn to watch her. She looks up at the ceiling then back at me.
"I think that sounds like a wonderful idea," she smiles and delicately wipes her mouth and places her napkin on the counter. Jo walks over and places the bill on the counter. With a final glare thrown at Hina she walks away. My angel and I share a look before we start laughing. I reach over and grab up the slip before she has a chance to compose herself again. I walk over to the register and pay. The little bell above the front door jingles signaling the arrival of a new customer and I hear Hinata gasp. I turn in time to catch a blur of pink moving past her and into the back room. I return to my seat to see Hinata paper white, clutching her napkin tightly.
"Hinata, are you alright?" I take her hand in mine and pry the cloth from her grasp, dropping it on the counter. She shakes her head no, her eyes darting furiously around the café. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and guide her off the stool and out the front door. She leans heavily on me and wraps her arm around my waist to keep her from falling. "Do you mind telling me what that was all about?"
"Sakura found us," came her whispered reply.