mischief's cracktastic shorts
InoHinata
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A/N: for
and “new tricks” ^^
Warnings:
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own it.
“Naruto’s never going to notice
you if you keep hiding all the time, you know.”
Hinata only frowns and blushes in
response. She never can decide what to say when someone mentions her bizarre
infatuation with the village loudmouth. Vaguely wondering what
whose eyes are zeroing in on the lone teenager training shirtless on the other
side of the grounds.
“Heh, for once I can kind of see
the attraction,” she grins semi-appreciatively as she turns her eyes on
The Hyuuga heir finds her softly
spoken objections ignored as she’s quickly dragged closer. Then her back is
suddenly against a tree, and Ino’s lips are pressing against
hers. Too shocked to formally protest, she squeaks, her eyes wide, as the smell
of freshly cut flowers invade her senses.
Ino pulls away slightly a few
moments later and whispers against her cheek, “This won’t work if you keep
standing there like a block of ice,” but the Hyuuga’s
mind is still stuck in the ‘uh’ position.
It’s not until she licks her lips and tastes the other girl’s
lip gloss that Hinata breaks free of her stupor. And
when Ino’s lips find hers again, this time she reacts,
kissing back with fervor. Her tongue brushes against Ino’s
as the blonde switches them around in one fluid movement so that she’s the one
against the tree and the shy Hyuuga appears to be the
aggressor.
At the edge of her consciousness, Hinata
is vaguely aware that Naruto has stopped his shuriken
practice and is openly gawking at them as are a couple of jounin
who had been passing by on the other side of the training grounds, but she
could surprisingly care less at that moment. She’s much more interested in the
way Ino sucks on her bottom lip as the kiss ends, the
feel of her fingers combing through her hair, and breasts pressed against her
own.
And when the taller girl leans forward and whispers
victoriously in her ear, “He noticed,” the words barely register in