"I'm not even joking, bare-ass-naked, fresh out of the bath bubbles sliding all over me; the dudes half hard, red as a fruit trying not to stare, and still! He still completely fell for it! Oh, I'm so ugly sir, don't play with my heart." she raised a hand over her face in a fake swoon at that last part.
The table erupted into laughter again.
Well, the half around Ino, with the exception of her girlfriend and Naruto himself, neither of which were far from her. They both shrunk yet more over their plates, trying to focus on the meal. Mirroring each other quite well, funnily enough.
"And Sakura caught him on the way out? Poor kid, did Tsunade patch you up afterward?" the older woman asked, the one with red eyes and curly dark brown hair. The question was directed at him, not the table all around. Her voice soft, like she wasn't looking to embarrass him any further than the blonde three chairs down already had.
"Uh- Hinata actually," he answered simply. A small smile found its way onto his face at the name. He almost felt guilty about how much that sweet girl fretted and fawned over him after he dropped off the clothing baskets. She'd even pulled him downstairs for some sort of ointment thing that reduced the swelling of his jaw before wrapping everything up for him; and he was basically a stranger!
You didn't see kindness like that often.
"Ah. She's not quite as skilled but it looks fine. They don't mean any malice, try not to pay the razzing too much mind,"
"Eh, I still got to have sex with one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, for free. Can't honestly say I'm all that upset about her little prank,"
A plate screeched as Sakura stabbed a sausage like a foe, drawing his eyes back to her. Her and the half dozen girls on the table, all looking at him and making quite clear they'd heard that last remark of his. A few snickered, but Ino broke the silence.
"Be nice to the newby my little Kura," she piped in, locking eyes with Naruto as she slipped an arm around the threatening woman.
Despite this order, the young man opted to flee. He smiled awkwardly, stuffed his final sausage patty into his mouth, and scampered off, thankful for the excuse he had to do so. Not a look back was made until he was safely on the other side of the kitchen door, swallowing hard before taking a relieved breath.
Once he was sure that his cheeks were no longer red he followed the noise of sloshing water to a corner hidden by the main countertop. The auburn-haired girl there was wet with the water already, her locks in a messy bun as she worked to clean the dishes from breakfast.
Hinata was sitting on a stool right beside her. A plate on one knee and that adorable dirty blonde toddler on the other. Little guy was smacking his chops loudly, his face stained with cheese from the eggs, eggs he promptly dropped a mouthful of at the sight of him.
"Hi!" he said, sharply contrasting the grace of those pale, pupilless eyes as more drool leaked down his fair face.
"Hey Hirog! Finishing your breakfast?" he asked the little oaf. They'd met yesterday; a sharp cry of pain when the bandage went tight had woken the toddler and put Naruto further into the sweet purple-haired woman's debt. That's why he was here after all. "You still want to go run around outside for a bit?"
"Yeah! Outside!" he balked, trying to pull out of his mother's grip futilely.
"Finish your breakfast first dear," she gently insisted, staring down the pleading look in the boy's eyes until he brought them back to his plate. He was rushing but there was still time for the grown-ups to share a glance. "Thank you so much Naruto,"
"Yeah, thanks!" the other kitchen girl, Ayame, chimed in. She even paused her work to smile at him. "It's an uphill battle reminding our little guy that dirty dishes can't go in your mouth," she bored her eyes into the boy, even pinched his cheek, with the remark. "And that he can't splash in the filthy water, or open the cabinets,"
Naruto laughed at the boy's pouty face before answering.
"It's nothing, I got nothing to do until five anyway. Besides I'm pretty sure I'm still the one in debt here," he said, tapping on his bandage and earning a pink blush from the boy's mother.
"Done! Mommy done!" said boy announced, even tapping his flat palm against the plate repeatedly.
"Okay okay dear, just a minute longer," she said with a smile, even as the boy groaned and grimaced and even pulled away to resist the horrible act of his face being wiped clean. Of course, the overeager smile was back a second after she finished and set him down. "Be good for Mr. Naruto now, okay?"
"Yeah!" he agreed with a deep nod, turning his eyes back to the man in question before darting for the door. Well, as fast as a three-year-old can dart. His chaperone kept pace easily, even throwing a wave and smile over his shoulder before following the boy out back.
Hirog seemed a good kid. Easy to keep occupied at least, just running zigzag through the laundry poles to the other side of the yard kept him occupied for nearly a half hour. After that, they did a perimeter check, which consisted of carrying the kid on his shoulders so he could just see over the tall fence while Naruto walked him around beside it.
That blew the little dunce's mind.
Unfortunately, it also meant that he had to play this game for about thirty more laps around the yard before finally being relieved. It wasn't a small yard. It was a scorching 95 degrees not that the kid seemed to notice. The young man was dripping with sweat when Hinata came back out, perhaps an hour before five and his next shift.
The look in her eyes was borderline frantic looking at him, but her words were soft as cream.
"Hirog, come on let's get cleaned up, almost time for your lessons,"
"Noooo!" he complained as he floated across the yard back to her. Continuing to plead even as the nice blonde man lifted him off and set him down to the earth. The toddler's eyes flicked back to the man but he quickly lost sight via a hand on his face. Naruto shook his head around playfully as he spoke.
"Listen to your mother little guy, be good and we can play more tomorrow," That remark brought Hinata's eyes to him, a fretful look heavy in them. Naruto was quiet in his next words. "I mean, if that's alrig-"
"-of course, of course I just…y-you really don't have to," she offered guiltily, no less hushed in her words. Unfortunately, the boy yanked his face free so she didn't get an answer. Fortunately, he made no resistance to his mother leading him to the well or stripping him down to the sandals. Naruto made himself useful pumping, getting a stream of at least moderately cool water to rinse the sweat soaked boy.
It was only fair, he needed a good wipe down too after all.
"Mr. Naruto you eat with us?" he asked loudly as the sun rapidly dried them both off. Hinata started to say something, but only bumbled and tripped over her words. Naruto waited patiently for nearly half a minute before shrugging and putting his shirt and long pants back on. Assuming the woman was just too kind to be blunt, to tell him that her child's offer wasn't valid. "Mamas all red," the boy succinctly pointed out before becoming excited to the point of jumping. "Is there chili? Chili for dinner?!"
"N-no, Hirog it's stew tonight. A-a-and I'm sure Mr. Naruto was planning to eat with the grown-ups so…"
"Oh I'm happy for a place to hide from them, after yesterday actually," he admitted. "Ah b-but if you want private time-"
"No! No, you can, of course your welcome you…" rather than finish the thought she turned around and went back in.
Hirog had no complaint following her, though he fussed a bit at being made to dress before receiving his dinner. Both boys ate voraciously, the stew was meatier than most, and the bread served with it was still wonderfully warm. It was a calm, quiet dinner. Gave time for the young man to look around his surroundings a second time, less distracted this time by the beautiful woman now that she wasn't hunched over him playing medic.
The third-floor basement was fairly spacious, but it was only a single room. The child's bed was separated only by a dark blue curtain that cut off a small corner of it. Two short tables and an adult's bed dominated the rest of the space, one being the one they were eating on, the other cluttered by a pair of small blackboards and chalk. Plus a few things he didn't even recognize.
Still, the room felt homey not crowded, peaceful in a way that was hard to describe.
The foolish guest almost ruined this peace when the boy excused himself without a word, wandering over to the 'bedroom' he'd emerged from last night.
"It's alright, he always takes a nap after dinner while I prepare for the lesson," Hinata explained when he grew a look of slight concern. That brought his smile right back. Also her blush, for some reason.
"Your such an amazing mother," he declared offhandedly, looking over at all the things he didn't recognize in the 'classroom'. "Working all day and still finding the energy to teach him,"
"I-i-i- I just…. it's….you're sweet," she muttered the last couple words so quietly he almost worried he misheard her. God, that stutter with that red blush, and that bashful way she just huddled in on herself… it wasn't fair for a woman to be cuter than her toddler. He found himself staring until she lifted her head to look back.
"Ah, well, I should get out of your hair then," he rambled, pulling to his feet and making for the stairs a bit too quickly.
"Wait!" she declared, making him stop just a bit too quickly. "T-thank you, for everything it was… it was a lot of help,"
"I'm glad to do it, your adorable," he offered, widening her eyes and darkening her blush. "I mean the kids adorable! Not that you aren't too I just didn't…bye!"
She said nothing else as he clamored up the stairs.
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