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After a blow out at the party what does the beach have in store for Hanabi? Hmmm I think this chapter is going to be long, not sure yet. Again, all characters belong to Kishimoto.
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I could hardly feel the bite of the cold night air as it blew in over the waves, 'Stupid nii-san, always treats me like some little baby.' My eyes were drawn to the unusually numb feeling in my hands; I guess I hadn't noticed how tight i had been clenching my fists. Slowly straightening out my hands I was surprised that a towel quickly fell into them, surprise turned to shock as I looked up, "You okay?" The sharp tone vanished as he spoke, his eyes looking out over the black water.
"Why do you care?" I couldn't hear myself ask but wasn't sure I was really the one talking, "You're just going to treat me like a kid, just like everyone else. Leave me alone." The edge to my voice amazed me but he seemed to find it funny.
The lightest chuckled passed through his lips as the corners turned into a smile, "Trust me I know how you feel, back when I still lived here all the girls treated me like some kind of prince. They tried to do everything for me and keep every other girl away from me." His words seemed honest enough as I listened, wiping the blood away from the small crescent shaped cuts in my palms, "Besides, you look grown enough to me." The wording confused me a bit, I have no qualms about admitting things I don't understand; one glance at him however made it clear what he meant.
Heat rose to my cheeks again as I followed his gaze, quickly wrapping my arms around myself, "St-stop staring at me like that." Why was I so embarrassed? I had been to the beach with guys before, eyes on me was nothing new, but for some reason I couldn't hold back a stutter, "Nee-san's are bigger than mine." I heard the words fall from my lips and instantly wished I could take them back, 'Idiot! Why would you say that!' Mentally kicking myself I hugged my knees to my chest, hiding my face silently.
"Hmm, that's true, and you can easily see just how big they are with that costume she has on." I could tell he was glancing back at the house without even looking at him, 'Way to go Hanabi, finally have the guy you've been dreaming about beside you and you send his attention toward your sister, great job' The mental kicking continued until I heard him shift his weight back to look over the water that lapped over our feet, "Don't misunderstand me, Hinata is beautiful, and if she wore clothes like that all the time would catch any guys eye and become the object of a good fantasy, but she's not my type." His words seemed off and I made myself look up at him.
"That doesn't make any since. You just said she could catch any guys eyes and become their fantasy, that means you can see yourself thinking about her that way too." I could hear the jealousy that tinged on the verge of anger as I spoke but he didn't seem to notice as he waved my words away.
"You're smart, most girls wouldn't have caught that, but it isn't what I said." He smiled slightly as he turned to look at me, clearly pleased by my confusion, "I said she could catch their eyes, but so could you, and every other cute girl, but I said she would become the object of a good fantasy not the fantasy itself. If a guy said he didn't fantasize about a girl with a bigger chest than was healthy he'd be lieing, but that's all I see it as. A flighting fancy." As he finished speaking his eyes met mine and he grabbed my arm, pulling me to him.
I couldn't move, the sudden closeness made my cheeks heat up again as he wrapped his arm around me, "W-what are you doing?" 'Damn stutter!' I cursed myself, jumping slightly as I felt his hand rub my side.
"Like I said, fantasies about Hinata would be a flighting fancy, but ones about you wouldn't be." He spoke softly, his voice was low and his breath brushed over my jawline lightly, "You really are like a cat, jumpy and untrusting, but that just suits you more. I guess you just don't see it, you're far better looking than Hinata, your short and unlike her you have a toned stomach." As if to make a point his hand slid inside my jacket, gently brushing his fingertips over the skin.
"S-stop!" My voice came out as a squeak, choked by panic as I pushed away from him.
He smiled, a true smile, standing up and running a hand through my hair, toying with a strand as he twirled it around his fingers, "Sorry, I just had to see what kind of person you really are." As his words ended his lips met my forehead, "I'll see you soon Hanabi, don't let anyone else touch you." There was a darkness to his words, his hand gripping my hair tightly before he let go and walked toward the house. I couldn't do anything but stand there and watch as he vanished into the house before leaving.
"Why do you care?" I couldn't hear myself ask but wasn't sure I was really the one talking, "You're just going to treat me like a kid, just like everyone else. Leave me alone." The edge to my voice amazed me but he seemed to find it funny.
The lightest chuckled passed through his lips as the corners turned into a smile, "Trust me I know how you feel, back when I still lived here all the girls treated me like some kind of prince. They tried to do everything for me and keep every other girl away from me." His words seemed honest enough as I listened, wiping the blood away from the small crescent shaped cuts in my palms, "Besides, you look grown enough to me." The wording confused me a bit, I have no qualms about admitting things I don't understand; one glance at him however made it clear what he meant.
Heat rose to my cheeks again as I followed his gaze, quickly wrapping my arms around myself, "St-stop staring at me like that." Why was I so embarrassed? I had been to the beach with guys before, eyes on me was nothing new, but for some reason I couldn't hold back a stutter, "Nee-san's are bigger than mine." I heard the words fall from my lips and instantly wished I could take them back, 'Idiot! Why would you say that!' Mentally kicking myself I hugged my knees to my chest, hiding my face silently.
"Hmm, that's true, and you can easily see just how big they are with that costume she has on." I could tell he was glancing back at the house without even looking at him, 'Way to go Hanabi, finally have the guy you've been dreaming about beside you and you send his attention toward your sister, great job' The mental kicking continued until I heard him shift his weight back to look over the water that lapped over our feet, "Don't misunderstand me, Hinata is beautiful, and if she wore clothes like that all the time would catch any guys eye and become the object of a good fantasy, but she's not my type." His words seemed off and I made myself look up at him.
"That doesn't make any since. You just said she could catch any guys eyes and become their fantasy, that means you can see yourself thinking about her that way too." I could hear the jealousy that tinged on the verge of anger as I spoke but he didn't seem to notice as he waved my words away.
"You're smart, most girls wouldn't have caught that, but it isn't what I said." He smiled slightly as he turned to look at me, clearly pleased by my confusion, "I said she could catch their eyes, but so could you, and every other cute girl, but I said she would become the object of a good fantasy not the fantasy itself. If a guy said he didn't fantasize about a girl with a bigger chest than was healthy he'd be lieing, but that's all I see it as. A flighting fancy." As he finished speaking his eyes met mine and he grabbed my arm, pulling me to him.
I couldn't move, the sudden closeness made my cheeks heat up again as he wrapped his arm around me, "W-what are you doing?" 'Damn stutter!' I cursed myself, jumping slightly as I felt his hand rub my side.
"Like I said, fantasies about Hinata would be a flighting fancy, but ones about you wouldn't be." He spoke softly, his voice was low and his breath brushed over my jawline lightly, "You really are like a cat, jumpy and untrusting, but that just suits you more. I guess you just don't see it, you're far better looking than Hinata, your short and unlike her you have a toned stomach." As if to make a point his hand slid inside my jacket, gently brushing his fingertips over the skin.
"S-stop!" My voice came out as a squeak, choked by panic as I pushed away from him.
He smiled, a true smile, standing up and running a hand through my hair, toying with a strand as he twirled it around his fingers, "Sorry, I just had to see what kind of person you really are." As his words ended his lips met my forehead, "I'll see you soon Hanabi, don't let anyone else touch you." There was a darkness to his words, his hand gripping my hair tightly before he let go and walked toward the house. I couldn't do anything but stand there and watch as he vanished into the house before leaving.
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