Burning Leaves | By : lyarrah Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1151 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters aren't mine, not making any money off of this. Plagerize me and I'll bite you, though. |
Hinata was quiet as she watched Naruto tweak the engine of his
Acura, curiously observing. She didn’t know how to do much with
her own car aside from change the oil or the tires, but those were
the important things, and she had Naruto and Tenten to do the rest
for her. Noticing him wiped his forehead on one arm, she smiled and
stood, offering him a rag from the bench nearby. He flashed her a
grin, and started to ask for some part or another-
When Hinata found herself on the floor, underneath one big, white,
shaggy wolf-dog. One extremely affectionate big, white, shaggy
wolf-dog.
“Yo, Naruto, Hinata! How’re you guys doin?”
Naruto flashed a look back at the newcomer, helping Hinata stand
back up before greeting him. “Kiba, what’re you doing
here? Thought you had work?”
“I got fired,” he shrugged, grin not fading for even
an instant. “I think it’s cause I beat the owner’s
son in a race.”
“I’m sure you did,” Naruto chided. “If
that’s so, where’s your car now?” He flashed Hinata
a knowing smile, and she giggled, leaning over to pet Akamaru.
“Ah, well,” he laughed nervously. “I totaled it
out by exit 76 last night.”
“Again? Kiba, that’s gotta be your third car this
year! That’s ridiculous!” He grumbled something
inaudible. “What was that?”
“Fourth,” he repeated. “Fourth, if you’re
counting full years.”
Hinata was staring at him in surprise. “And you’re
still alive? And not even in the hospital? How?”
“Eh, what can I say. Seatbelts and air bags, marvels of
modern technology!”
“Tell that to your left leg! You’ve got to have broken
it four times-”
“Three,” he corrected.
“Fine, three,” Naruto continued, “but still,
THREE times in five years? Not to mention the damage to your kidney,
liver-”
“I get your point,” he sighed. “Quit rubbing it
in. I take too many risks, one of these days I’m gonna get
killed, blah blah blah, HEARD IT ALL BEFORE. And yet here I stand
before you. I’m fucking immortal, I tell you, and if it turns
out I’m not, then at least I’ll have died in an awesome
way.”
“Kiba-kun,” Hinata sighed, “please be more
careful? There’s always a chance of being badly injured without
dying...”
He groaned and scratched the back of his head a little, looking
between the two of them. “I guess I can try to be a little more
cautious. Hospital bills do get kind of expensive...” He
dropped to his haunches, scratching Akamaru for a minute before
continuing casually, “Speaking of which...”
“Uh-uh, no way, forget it,” Naruto said before he even
finished the thought. “You owe me enough as is, Kiba. You go
through more cars in a year than the rest of us have gone through
since we started driving. I’m through giving you loans and I
sure as hell ain’t giving you a new ride.”
“C’mon, man! I need something, at least to get around
town in. No way can I pick up chicks on foot, let alone get to work
on time.” Both his friends raised eyebrows at him, and even his
dog seemed to give him a look. “When I get a new job! You know
what I mean!”
“Ask one of the others. I’m completely broke right now
too, so I can’t help you.”
“Broke? How can you be broke man, with the way you win?”
Shyly, Hinata looked up and held up her hand, flashing a gold ring
wrapped around her finger.
“Oh.”
“Some of us have our priorities in order and know how to
save money for the things we want.”
“So you’re gonna let me be the best man, right?”
Kiba asked with a grin, scratching behind his ear.
“As long as you’re flea and tick free, I’ll
think about it. Now, if you really need a ride, I can loan you
my old bike until you get something of your own, but that’s all
I can manage. I’ve gotta use what I’ve got left to get
the brakes checked.” He motioned over his shoulder at the car’s
open hood.
“Your bike? Man, I can’t use that, where’s
Akamaru supposed to ride?” The half-dog barked to show he
shared his owner’s displeasure.
“Take it or leave it,” Naruto shrugged.
“But... Akamaru...” Naruto held up one finger.
“Chicks!” He held up another, and started on the third.
“BRIGHT ORANGE, man! Bright orange! I can’t-” The
blond’s last finger went up. “Alright, fine, it’ll
work for now. Where’s it at?”
“My house. I’ll take you back with us to pick it up,
deal?”
Kiba nodded, and both boys grinned at each other, making Hinata
giggle at how quickly they could go from faux-fighting to their
typical demeanors.
A voice appeared behind them, clearing his throat quite clearly.
All three turned to look at the new comer.
“Excuse me, gentlemen, lady... Can you direct me to the
owner of this garage?” he asked, one wrist-banded arm waving
dramatically.
Kiba shrugged. “Sure, man. She’s gonna be in that room
over there, if she’s not working on somebody’s car.”
He pointed, then cupped his hands around his mouth, calling, “HEY,
TENTEN-CHAN! GUY IN A GREEN HOODIE HERE TO SEE YA!”
Instead of emerging from the room, the girl’s head popped
out from behind the hood of a jeep across the room. She waved,
surveying the man, and called back, “Just a second!”
before vanishing again. Kiba shrugged, looking back at the guy.
“Haven’t seen you around before. You new in town?”
Naruto laughed, “Yeah, if Kiba hasn’t seen you in the
shop before, you’ve obviously never been here. He practically
lives here, the way he goes through cars. What’s your name,
where’s your car?”
His gaze, previously intently examining Kiba, flipped to the
blond’s face. “I need no car, friend, for I am Rock Lee,
Konoha’s number one motorcyclist!” His arm rose from his
sweatshirt pocket, flashing a thumbs up their way along with a snow
white grin.
The three friends looked between each other, Hinata sending them
both dirty looks when they moved to swirl their hands in the “he’s
crazy” sign. “Nice to meet you,” she offered. “I’m
Hinata... This is my fiancé Naruto, and he’s Kiba, and
that’s his dog Akamaru.” Each nodded in turn, Akamaru
barking and waving his tail in his own greeting.
Lee walked forward to shake each of their hands in turn. “The
pleasure is mine. What a lucky man you are to have the love of a
beautiful flower such as this,” he told Naruto as he shook his.
The slam of the jeep’s hood on the other side of the garage
averted all four’s attention. “Done!” Tenten
announced, snatching up a towel and wiping her hands as she traversed
the concrete floor. “How’s everybody doing today?”
They all gave passing responses, and she smiled, giving Akamaru a pat
before turning towards Lee. “You must be...”
“Rock Lee, miss. We spoke on the phone?”
“Right,” she nodded. “Where’s your bike
at?”
He dashed out of the garage, wheeling back in his motorcycle a
minute later. Both boys raised their eyebrows at the vehicle, and the
girls suppressed giggles as he parked it, posing proudly beside it.
The bike was forest green with orange wheels and seat cover, matching
the boy’s sweats and accessories exactly.
“Looks like someone’s got the same taste in colors you
do, Naruto,” Kiba teased, elbowing his friend and motioning to
the orange. Sure enough, Naruto was wearing a jacket of nearly the
same exact shade, except his was accented with more reasonable shades
of black and orange.
His clothes did match his car, though, and so he stepped away from
it, feeling a little awkward.
“So what’s the problem?” Tenten asked, kneeling
beside the bike.
“It’s not fast enough,” he stated simply.
She stared at him for a moment, looking a bit startled. “Not
fast enough? This thing’s gotta be capable of 120, easily, and
even your best races aren’t going to pass that. You’ve
probably got the fastest bike in the region. Much faster and you’re
going to wind up dead.”
“It’s not the other motorcycles I’m trying to
win against. It’s the cars.”
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