- “Hinata~”
“Naruko, girls would say 'Hinata-chan~ ♥' and try not to sit with your legs like that...”
“Hinata-chan~ ♥...?”
“Better. Now try Sasuke.”
“Sasuke-te – kun ♥!”
“Again.”
Her plain white fan flickered and shut as she reached out maidenly for her cup of tea. Honestly, only Naruto would come up with such a crazy idea.
Only Naruto would be crazy enough to pull it off.
♫♪~
- “Sasuke-kun! Look, isn't that cute?” The blonde on his shoulder is bubbly and adorable, and for some reason he finds it hard to concentrate. Her kimono is a soft orange with brightly patterned flowers on it; bright blue orbs stare up at him, excited and innocent. The brooding Avenger did not know what was wrong with him; he had never fancied girls like this before... but something about Naruko teased his mind.
He couldn't help staring at the pale column of her neck or the movements of her cherry red mouth. Festival lights danced on her blushing cheeks. He couldn't help being drawn to the brilliant fire in her smile, soul sighing with recognition and relief.
“Hai. Kawaii desu.”
The skin of her cheek was soft but ominously familiar.
♫♪~
“Hinata-chan~ ♥! Listen, listen! Sasuke-kun touched my cheek today! He was so nice and gentle and did you know he liked Ramen? He never wanted to go with me before, but I guess it's because he doesn't like guys...” Her tumbling speech slowed and her smiled dimmed sadly.
“Hinata-chan, if I wanted to stay a girl... what would happen?”
Hinata smiled delicately and laid a slender hand on Naruko's arm.
“It is the heart that falls in love, not the eyes, Naruto-kun.” It was a deliberate reminder and when the Kyuubi vessel burst into very girly tears against her shoulder, she thought that it was time Sasuke was a little more honest. She owed Naruto-kun, after all. A small, wicked spark in her ivory eyes belied what years and years married off to the Kazekage had done for her confidence. Her tiny hands patted Naruko's back in soothing circles as she plotted.
♫♪~
“s**t! These brainless birds are pissing me off,” she muttered as she brushed off a disgusting glop of bird poop from her shoulder, dark violet handkerchief pinched to avoid contact. “And that crazy Hokage is starting to piss me off too.” She adjusted the shirt as she spoke, painfully aware of the draft. Her partner looked far too smug as she munched on a box of strawberry pocky.
“Tsunade-baachan is very wise. No one will discover us in our ingenious disguises.” Sastuki was glad to see the blonde pitching forward as she tripped over a rock. Served the brainless idiot right.
“I thought being a girl was supposed to make you more graceful, not less.” There was a spiteful silence.
“Yeah, well, I can see your panties, Satsuki-chan. That's real lady like,” Naruko's voice drawled, saccharine and bitchy. “Besides,” she continued, sniffing loudly, “I recall you being rather fond of me being a girl.”
“Airhead.”
“b***h.”
Somethings just never change.
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