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"Hey, Adohira~! Adohiiiiiiiiira!"
The girl hid her face in between the collar of her tracksuit. This had been a regular meetup between the two since that fated day. He was the only friend she'd had in her sheltered life. If she'd hidden out of nervousness, Naruto would yell out her name all day long. She learned to just face him head-on.
...Sort of.
He was so loud. Above all, so honest. His personality was huge! His parents must have his hands full with him, she thought.
"There you are!" He found her doing sit-ups with her tracksuit collar tied all the way up. "Here, let me help." He held onto her sneakers as she pulled herself up and closed in on his face. The child beamed. She felt her nervousness fade away, and she smiled right back.
"Are you training today?" She asked.
"No, I, uh, actually, wanted to ask you something!" He grinned and pulled out two coupons for Ichiraku's ramen. "Hungry?!"
She stared at the coupons, pushing away her distant pity. She laid back down to repeat her sit up, but instead of coming back up, she just stayed there, looking up at the sky.
Without receiving an answer, Naruto tilted his head. "Uh, Adohira?"
The clouds above her drifted slowly passed them. How tiny they must look compared to them. No, she couldn't get ramen with Naruto. If her parents caught her with a boy from the Ninja Academy...
Then, an idea hit her. Just like they secretly see each other in these training grounds, why don't they plan a similar time and place to get ramen?
"Adohira---?" Naruto called her once more, and midway through she jumped right back up in a sit up and stopped right before his face.
"Can we get it to go?!"
"Uh, to go?"
"Yeah! Let's have it at your house!"
Naruto's eyes widen and he shrieked, "At my house?!"
"Yeah! Will your parents mind?"
"Uhh well, ahahaaha," Naruto rubbed the back of his head. He had to think fast. "Well, no no... They wouldn't mind, per se, but..."
"But?"
Her eyes were sparkling up at him. How could he say no?
"They're just not home a lot. So..."
"That's okay!" She smiled, tilted her head, and held out her pinky. "They don't have to know. It'll be our secret."
He caved like an avalanche.
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At Ichiraku Ramen, Naruto held out his coupons in front of Teuchi like they were lottery tickets. The owner and chef raised his brows. "Two bowls, Naruto? I know you're a glutton, but..."
