🧡💜ภคгยђเภค ๓๏ภtђ 2023🧡💜

How I Met Your Daughter

Chapter Two

How I Met Your Daughter

Prompt: Macho Cafe

When Hinata said her family was a little stiff, he hadn't thought much of it.

Traditional families tended to be rigid and stifling, and even though his wasn't, he had enough examples laid out for him hanging around Sasuke for most of his life.

Though, the Uchiha's could be fun from time to time.

Maybe not Fugaku, the man was born with a stick up his ass, but Itachi teasing his little brother always drew a chuckle, and Mikoto wasn't afraid to crack a joke here and there.

Dinner with the Uchiha's was quiet but randomly entertaining.

Dinner with the Hyuuga's was painfully dull and boring.

They'd been eating in silence for the last fifteen minutes, before that, while waiting for dinner to be served, the conversation offered hadn't exactly been stimulating.

In fact, it'd been down right fuckin awkward.

Naruto had felt like there were two different conversations going on, the superficial polite word exchanges and the non-verbal stare down double speak flying between relatives.

Hinata's uncomfortable, embarrassed face had only validated his suspicions.

As out of character as it was, Naruto much preferred the silence, and the strange tension hanging in the air, even though it was starting to drive him nuts.

A pin could drop and it'd sound like a nuke had gone off with how silent it was, even the faint sound of cutlery and porcelain plates seemed unnecessarily loud and out of place. By far, this was one of the worst ways to spend a Thursday night.

He glanced around at his dinner companions, wondering if they were as uncomfortable as he was.

Hiashi looked the spitting image of cool, calm, aristocratic dignitary sitting across from him and Hinata, and beside Hiashi, Hinata's mother, Hiruka, looked slightly less snooty.

Hizashi, Hiashi's twin brother and his Hana, wife were a ways down on the right of Hiruka.

Both, quiet as mice, their elegantly garbed forms oozing upper class upbringing and staunch dinning etiquette out of their ears.

The rest of the table was littered with cousins and in-laws of relatives.

Hanabi, Hinata's not stuck up little sister was a ways down the table, far enough away to nullify any mischief she might create, but close enough to hear any conversation between her father and Naruto.

Naruto wondered how such a stoic man produced such a gentle, kindhearted woman like Hinata and a down to earth teen like Hanabi. Hiashi Hyuuga wasn't overt or obvious with his snobbery, but Naruto had been around a lot of people of every social class in his profession, and he could feel the elitism dripping off the man.

Hiashi cleared his throat, drawing the focus to his dignified person.

"So, Naruto, Hinata tells me you're a..." Hiashi paused a beat, looking a bit disconcerted as he finished, "professional bodybuilder..."

'Here we go ,' Naruto sighed mentally, already annoyed with the frowning disapproval on the older man's face.

"Yes sir," Naruto replied politely, "I participated in this years Tokyo Pro and won first place in the Men's Physique contest, qualifying me for a spot in the next Olympia Weekend."