Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ A Naruto Hinata Story ❯ A Naruto Hinata Story ( Chapter 1 )

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Before I start I would like to say I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!!!

This is dedicated to the narhina author: razeblaze

NARUTOS POV... (SHIPUDEN)

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There she was in front of me, long black blue hair with bangs that was so right it slightly passed her eyebrows which were so straight but slanted. Her white peach jacket, too warm for summer. And these eyes that spoke so many words that couldn't be spoken in any language. A kunoichi like no other walked toward my direction and stopped in front of me. I inhaled the sweet fragrance that was… strawberry. It didn't take me very long to notice that the girl standing there before me was the one who always brought me up when I was down. Stalked me, but always believed in me when all hope seemed to be lost. Cared for me when wounded and best of all, loved me. Hinata Hyuga, that girl for me.

Hinata held out a box in front of me. Smelled like pasta... No better! Ramen! She brought me lunch like she has every other day since she told me how she felt. It didn't take me very long to realize that I felt the same, really deep down. I took the spicy ramen from her hands and thanked her and went to sit on the bench followed by her. I trained really hard today, and Hinata knows me well enough that Ramen would bring my energy back. Yesterday was tuna rolls. I like anything from any food group as long as it was made by her. With Hinata beside me, I opened the box, fiddled with the chopsticks in between my fingers until I got it right. And began devouring my ramen. Then she did the thing that shoots me in the gut every time, she smiled. Not that friendly smile, or the flirtatious smile, but the smile that told her whole story. When she sees me enjoying her meals it makes her happy too. She's absolutely amazing.

I smiled back to the great Hyuga she's become. A great wife perhaps somewhat, maybe in the future sometime. Who would the lucky husband be? He would be the wealthiest man in the world. Not in money, or having the most ramen he could eat, but being able to see that smile every morning, or when he came back from work, or while putting the kids to sleep. THEN it hit me! I want to be that guy. No way am I giving up an opportunity like that! I dropped my ramen and chop sticks. Sweet Hinata went to pick up the mess I made but I stopped her with a kiss.

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