can i keep you? // narusasu au

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// Naruto //

It has been three days since we've arrived here in Los Angeles, California to celebrate our winter break, and I'm starting to really regret it. At least Christmas in my hometown is fun, but here I feel so out of place. No one is talking to me--literally, no one. All my so-called friends are talking to each other, and it seems that everyone has forgotten my existence. I should have brought someone here with me--maybe one of my ex-boyfriends or ex-girlfriends--so at least I'd have someone to talk to.

Oh, yea. You heard that right. I've had boyfriends before. I'm bisexual and proud. People just need to shut up and deal with it.

"Hey, Naruto! Having fun?" My friend, Choji, suddenly pokes my cheek.

"Yes, Choji. I'm having so much fun," I say sarcastically. He rolls his eyes and turns to go back to the beach. Sigh.

"You are such a drama queen, Naruto," Shikamaru chuckles while lying in the sun with Temari. "Stop moping and maybe you'll actually have fun."

I glower at him. I am not a drama queen! God, I hate them. It's their fault anyway since all their attention is on their girlfriends. I should have just rejected coming here with them. No one is paying any attention to me. I need to go somewhere else.

"Whatever, jerk," I say as I stand up and brush the sand from my shorts. "I'm going to walk around the area. I'll be back later, so don't wait for me."

As I start to walk down the street, I think that maybe I could enjoy my vacation even by myself. L.A. is amazing after all.

I pass by some couples holding hands and inwardly pout. I wish I had someone here with me now. I sigh heavily, gazing up at the sky. It seems that hours have passed since I left the beach, and I didn't even realize it. The sun is just starting to dip into the horizon, and it'll get dark soon but I'm not in the mood to go back home yet. Just like that, my stomach lets out a low grumble. Perfect. Now I have a reason to stay out longer. I walk up to the first restaurant I see and go inside, sitting at a table near the window.

As I'm scanning she menu, I hear a soft voice, "Can I take your order, sir?" I look up to see a tiny girl with violet hair and pale eyes placing a glass of water in front of me.

"I'll just have a burger with fries, thanks," I reply, smiling at her. She quickly writes my order on her notepad while I check her out. She's wearing a tight black tank top and little denim shorts. Damn, her breasts look so nice in that top, and her face is flawless. She looks fun.

"I'm Naruto. What's your name?" I ask her in a flirty manner. Her face flushes pink before she recomposes herself and leans closer to me.

"I'm Hinata."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I give her a wink.

"Aw, thank you. You're not so bad yourself, hotty," she giggles as she traces a finger from my jaw to my collarbone. "Think we could hang out later?"

"Sure, babe," I say and she blushes at the pet name.

"Cool. My shift is almost over, but I'll be back with your order for now," she purrs before walking back into the kitchen, swaying her hips a little. Nice, now I can have someone to keep me company.

I scan the place again and notice there are a few other customers--mostly young couples hanging out--but my heart nearly stops beating when my gaze falls on a certain guy. He is the most gorgeous person I have ever seen in my life. Wow.

The guy passes by my table and my eyes almost pop out of their sockets. He is so fucking sexy, and he knows it.

I realize that I am literally just gawking at this gorgeous guy from afar right now, but how can I not? His hair is jet black and somewhat messy but I think that's his style. His skin is fair and so creamy I want to have a taste. He has a slim frame but I can tell he is super fit from the way his uniform shirt hugs his body. I bet he looks sexier without that damn shirt on. God, Naruto. Calm down.

But the sexiest thing on him is his eyes. He has deep onyx eyes that look like they could stare into the depths of your soul. I'm such a creep, oh my God.

I take deep breath to calm myself before I get hard or something. This guy just screams hotness.

He is now cleaning a table near mine, so I quickly get my phone from my pocket and focus the camera on him. Luckily he is looking at something on his shoulder, so I capture his whole face.

I let out another deep breath and stare at the photo of him.

It's official.

I think I'm in love.