Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Seven Deadly Nins ❯ Gluttony: Chouji ( Chapter 2 )

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Seven Deadly Nins

By Niobe Jones

 

Gluttony

 

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I never thought that my first kiss would come in a hospital bed. Or from her. Or that she would taste like sweet bean paste.

 

I like sweet bean paste.

 

I don't like her.

 

I've never liked her. She's always been shallow only seeing what's on the surface, never seeing underneath the underneath. She only saw him - Sasuke Uchiha.

 

I don't like him.

 

I never liked him. He's the kind of guy to eat the last potato chip in front of you. I hate those kinds of people. He only sees himself and never anyone else.

 

I like sweet bean paste, though. And I wonder if she will kiss me again so I can taste it on her lips once more.

 

She's leaning over me, one cool hand pressed to my forehead. It feels nice and it smells like warm rice.

 

I want some rice.

 

She looks down at me and smiles. “I've never seen you so thin before,” she murmurs.

 

My heart sinks. Here come the fat comments, the heartless mocking. Only Shikamaru really knows how much I hate being called fat. I don't need to hear it from her.

 

I move to turn away from her and she stops me. “I like you better the way you were before. Chouji-san wouldn't be Chouji-san without a little extra padding.”

 

I blink up at her in shock. Did she just say what I thought I heard her say?

 

Then, she kisses me again and I conclude I must have heard correctly. It's soft and fleeting. She still tastes like sweet bean paste. I lick my tongue across her lower lip and she pulls away.

 

I reach my arms up to try to pull her back and she shakes her head. “That was my way of saying `Thank you.' You deserved it.”

 

I nod and I try to find my voice. “Maybe when I get out of here I can say `You're Welcome' my way.” I try not to let the hope spring up too high.

 

Sakura smiles at me. “Maybe. But I prefer red bean soup over Korean Barbeque and potato chips.”

 

She didn't say no! I can live with that. Even if she never kisses me again, she didn't say no. I try not to sound too excited when I respond to her. “I think I can manage that. I have a craving for red bean paste for some reason.” And I wink at her.

 

She smiles and winks back. She glances around my hospital room taking in the tray devoid of tasteless institutional food. It's nutritious but it tastes like crap. Not like her lips.

 

I want to taste them again.

 

I catch her eye and put on my best lost little boy expression. “Do you think you can get me some potato chips or some dango?” I ask plaintively.

 

She bends down and rummages in her bag and presents me with a small bag of my favorite potato chips. “Here you go. I figured you would be needing them soon. I don't have any dango, I can see about trying to slip some in the next time I visit.”

 

I nod and take my chips and think about her lips again as she walks out the door.

 

I really could develop a thing for red bean paste.

 

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Note:

Yay for Chouji's turn! I've always felt the poor guy got the short end of the stick. Unfortunately for the fans of this pairing, there really isn't going to be any more. I really do think Sakura is too shallow to see the beautiful butterfly that is Chouji. But a fanfic writer can hope that she starts to follow Kakashi's teachings and see underneath the underneath.

 

Gluttony definitely fits Chouji the best out of all of the Naruto Ninjas so he was an easy guess.

 

I didn't want to write this in present tense, the last chapter was in past tense, but it fit better. So if you see any tense errors please let me know! I don't have a beta - and I want one - so if anyone is willing . . . Pretty Please! I'll write you something if you do.

 

Story stats:

Word Count: 550

Inspiration Music: Fuel - Bittersweet

Start date: 4/17/07

Finish date: 4/17/07

 

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