Author's Note
So, whoa! Last chapter took so long to update right? Well yes, and for that I am really sorry. School has been getting busy, and so has life in general. And plus, I'm lazy. Who isn't? Anyway, I am happy to inform you that I have started a new story called "The Shame of Going Backwards." I know, crazy to start one while I'm already so busy. I just had to, though! Info about it on my profile so, do me a fav and go check it out. Hope you like!
P.s. - Sorry, not sorry about the major delay in this chapter as well. I warned y'all about it on my profile so, oh well :S
Disclaimer= I disclaim all rights to Naruto and its characters, so don't arrest me just yet.
"Oh, c'mon Menma! You're too damn slow!"
"Says, *huff,* you!"
Damnit! I can't keep up!
Today is Saturday, the day after Thanksgiving, and Furea and I decided to meet up together to walk to central Konoha and hang out at Ichiraku's Ramen. Prior to our little expedition, we had been at my house, watching T.V. and just talking. She had been mentioning my 'obsession,' with all things ramen and how it was unhealthy and all this other shit...
I mean, I wouldn't call it obsession.
I had strongly disagreed with her frustratingly valid claims and had said, "If you ate at Ichiraku's, you wouldn't be complaining."
She looked thoughtful for a moment before asking cluelessly, "...What's...Ichirahus?"
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open. This girl had...never been to Ichiraku's?!
"What?! You've never heard of Ichiraku's Ramen?," I asked incerdulously, emphasizing, "Ichiraku's," because of her prior mistake.
"Um, no...what's the big deal about it?," she asked, thoroughly confused and a bit irritated that she didn't know something.
I stood up swiftly and cradled my head with my hands. With my eyes wide, I paced back and forth in front of the T.V.
This girl...
"Hey, watch it! I can't see!" she cried, annoyed that I was blatantly interrupting whatever we were watching on T.V. She frantically moved side to side in her spot on the couch, desperately trying to see the T.V.
After pacing around for what seemed like forever, I snapped my fingers and lifted up my head. I'd got it! She would no longer be in the dark about the magical place that almost everyone knew about, Ichiraku's Ramen.
I would show her the light!
Taking advantage of Furea, who was currently sitting straight ahead, playing with her fingers and mumbling about how inconsiderate I was being, I quickly grabbed her wrists.
"What are you doing- ow, that hurts, hey!," she shrieked, startled.
"Saving your life," I answer, "We're going to Ichiraku's, right now."
"Who says? I never agreed to this shit!," she asks loudly as I drag her outside.
"I say," I answer, leaving no room for argument. She stays quiet after this.
When we were outside the door shut straightaway, a rush of freezing air bombards us. I shivered and rubbed my arms rapidly. It was then I realized that in my haste, I had forgotten to put on our coats.
I peeked over at Furea with a guilty smile plastered over my face. "So..." I started.
"You forgot to bring our coats," she said, tapping her feet on the wet porch, looking utterly pissed off.
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Strawberries (A Naruto Fanfic)
Fiksi PenggemarMenma didn't know what he was doing with his life really. Just passing it by, no set direction or goal -- He just knew he had to go forward. So when he met Furea, a girl with no set path and a harsh reality of her own, "Going forward," gai...
