Aienai. (NaruHina) |English|

Chapter 14 - Awards.

Hinata could only stare, dumbfounded, at what she had in her hands.

"Hina, are you okay?"

They could only be playing with her.

"Naruto and Hinata Namikaze,

We are honored to invite you to attend the Metropolitan Museum of Art starting at 8:00 pm for the MTV Choice Awards ceremony next Saturday.

We look forward to your presence.

Looking forward to MTV CHANNEL"

Awards?

MTV?

His head was spinning trying to put that together. How, on all the face of the earth, had she come to this? Being invited like a Beyoncé or Taylor Swift to an event like that?

Worse still, what drug was that?

She knew from how much she'd seen Naruto in magazines and the like, that she should remember the other part of the fame, of taking the Namikaze family name, but that was too much for her.

Couldn't even think.

Just imagining thousands of people looking at her, expecting a smile from you, pictures of you, flashes and more flashes, so people... Many people... All of them being able to touch her...

His hands shook as he laid the heavy reddish paper on the kitchen table where he sat.

This could only be wrong.

Read above. Naruto had received it two days ago.

It was no mistake.

My God.

"I can't go on this, Naruto. - She said in a way that herself saw the hysteria in her tone - Never, never. An event of this size? No, don't even think...

"Hey, hey, calm down. He smiled as he held her hand. "I'm not ordering you to go, I'm just showing you that you've been called.

He knew his whole body was shaking. Flashes, people, questions, shouting...

'What were they thinking?'

"To show the world the newest member of the Namikaze family, even though Forbes already knows a lot about you and The New York Times...

Her eyes flew from the invitation to the blue of his eyes in fear.

- How do you know?

He shrugged.

"I have people who do that for me... I need it sometimes, I get the magazines and read them, deciding if I'm going to sue any. Every month me and the guys do this. he sighed. "And that's why they called you." If you want advice, I'd say go for it.

He closed his eyes.

- I can not.

"It's better to give the meat to those lions willingly than to have them hunt you down, Hina. Give it some thought, they'll want to dig into your entire history. And he was looking at her really worried the moment she lifted her eyes to his. — Experience of your own, Hina. Come on, with me, it will be easier.

She knew that what he was saying was just a matter of marketing logic, that it would actually happen that way, but... How could she bear so many people who could just as easily touch her?

Photographers mainly.

He lowered his voice as he asked:

— Who else got the invitation?