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Naruto's POV
"Your winners once again, the youthful duo of Naruto Uzumaki and Hinata Hyuga!"
Guy-sensei seemed to be a bit more enthusiastic than before, but then again, he always seemed to be very enthusiastic.
We won, again. And Hinata looked badass, again.
"Thank you so much, Hinata. I couldn't have done this without you." I blushed a bit as I said that. I look at her and I see her blushing a bit too.
After that awkward moment, I went over to Karin, who was still squealing like a bitch. "Knock it off, coz," I told her as I lent her a hand. "I know that it didn't hurt that much."
Karin looked at me in surprise. "W-why are you helping me?"
"Cuz, I'm your cousin, dumbass." Even though she was a pain in the ass, she's still family, and she's actually a good kid, just badly influenced. That's why I'm trying to be nice to her. It wasn't really Suigetsu that was influencing her, but more Toneri influencing both of them, though I can't say anything about that right now cuz Hinata's with me, y'know?
Karin took my hand, then got up and we shook hands as part of the post match ritual. Then we got back to the bleachers and waited for class to end while watching the rest of the matches.
7 hours later
I was in my house, on my computer. I managed to save enough money from my allowance to be able to buy a decent computer, a Bluetooth speaker, an Xbox One, and yearly games since rent is pretty manageable. Mainly, I just play NBA 2k and FIFA. Since Pervy Sage is really nice, he buys me the North American version of the games and sends them to me instead of me having to wait an extra month for the Japanese version's release. Unfortunately, since it's the North American version, I have to play 2k in English, which isn't ideal, but it might be useful when I'm in the NBA, y'know?
Anyway, I was on my computer because I was looking for the job opening at Starbucks that Ino was talking about. After I found it, I sent an application in an email, detailing who I was, why I wanted to do it and my personal and contact info. Also I wrote a date and time I would like to get should I get one.
After a while, I received an email back. I opened it up, and started to read it.
To Mr. Naruto Uzumaki,
We have received your application to work at our Starbucks as a barista. We have looked over your application, and have decided to give you an interview. Your interview will be Saturday at 4 pm, as wished. See you then!
Sincerely,
Mitsashi Nakamura
Recruiting manager, StarbucksI mentally rejoiced and closed the email. Then I checked the my watch. It was 9, and I got ready to go to bed.
As I got into bed, I decided to turn on my Bluetooth speaker and played some A$AP Rocky. As I listened to the song, I just laid in bed. I've been alone for a couple of years now. My parents died when I was about 7, and Pervy Sage took me in for a few years in LA before he decided that it would be best for me to go back to Japan, and ever since I've been pretty much by myself, y'know?
I also thought about what happened today. I remember how I was about to snap until Hinata grabbed my arm and asked me to stop. When I heard her telling me to stop m, it was as if all of my anger just left me. I felt my heart beating twice as fast and blood rushing to my face. I remember not feeling like this since ... Sakura.
When I realized that, my mind went back to all of those times when I would ask the pink-haired girl only to be smacked and rejected. It was only around the tenth time I asked her when I realized that she would never love me and she only had eyes for Sasuke. A bad feeling grew in me that Hinata only liked me as a friend and not as anything else. I went to sleep dejected that day.
A/N: I hope you like the series! If there are any suggestions, please put them in the comments section. If you don't like this story kiss my ass. Thanks
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