wakoid2@aol.com wrote:

Hinata’s eyes widened in fear and she quickly scrambled to her
feet. The two of them immediately hurried off, with Hinata pausing
briefly to give me a look that was… I’m not quite sure.
Apologetic? Thankful? 

I'm betting on "uncertain"

It was a bit funny, if you were on the outside watching. Take one
small, shy girl walking, eyes looking down at the floor. Take one…
heavy boy, walking, and paying more attention to the bag of candy
he’s eating out of than where he’s going. Add one hallway corner.
Mix together.

…

Maybe I should take Ino’s advice and cut back a bit on the
snacking. My metaphors are starting to become food-related.

Starting?  When he was five he compared the colour of a girl's eyes to 
ice cream.

In any case, you get the idea. We ended up walking right into each
other. Because of the difference in our sizes, I was just startled
from the impact. She actually bounced off of me to fall on the floor.


Most of the other kids started snickering, but a quick glare from me
made them continue on their way, though most were still snickering as
the walked off.

they

I’m not really supposed to tell people about it, but… What I will
tell you is that I was put on the team, we went off to catch up with
the people who had Sasuke, I fought one of them, used all three of my
clan’s special pills, won, and nearly died in the process.

When I was brought back, I spent a fair amount of time in the
hospital, building back up my chakra and stamina reserves, as well as
building back up my body mass for my clan techniques. 

Y'know he's kind of like a sumo.  I guess if the ninjas hadn't coopted 
ever other martial art, his family would be sumos.

Then I said what I think was the dumbest thing I could have right at
that moment:

"There aren’t any spoons."

Oh hey.  There are lots of dumber things to say.

We’re not involved or anything. Just friends. I’m not sure just
what exactly she feels about Naruto; respect, or a crush, or what.
I’m not about to ask any time soon, either.

I like her. That’s pretty much it. Though if something ever
happens… Well, I wouldn’t mind. Who knows, it just might.

And every now and then, we go to the ice cream parlor and each get a
scoop (or four, in my case) of vanilla.

This story is like a lead in to something longer.

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