psst -- want a ficlet? - ChibiRisu-chan
psst -- want a ficlet?|
|Date:||January 29th, 2006 01:36 pm (UTC)|| |
Naruto - Hyuuga Clan. Staring contest. mwuahahaa
Erm, failing that, I'm firmly stuck in Detective Conan
Case Closed - Magic Kaito fandom. ^__^ Anything there would rule.
*flails* Haven't you written this? Years and years ago? I remember reading something similar and snickering madly.
|Date:||January 30th, 2006 11:43 am (UTC)|| |
|(Link)|Yeah, I did.
But it's still a funny idea and would love to see someone else play with it. ^______^
|Date:||February 4th, 2006 07:42 am (UTC)|| |
oh god i read all those drabbles and they were hilarious i cant wait to chibirisu-chan's take on the staring contest but i love yours
~chibineco(breaksdown and finally gets an account)sorry im an accountless lurker but no longer
Just a few characters too long this time...
16 for Ickaimp - Hyuuga clan staring contest
Naruto only noticed that something unusual was going on when Hinata asked Sakura to get the cookies out of the oven and put the second tray in. Sure, cookies were way more complicated than anything he'd ever tried to make, but he was fairly sure she didn't need Byakugan to study the bowl she was stirring.
"Hey, Sakura-chan?" he asked, after the cookies had been carefully exchanged and Sakura had swatted his hand for trying to nick one straight off the tray without even letting it cool first. "What's up with Hinata-chan?"
"She and Neji are arguing again," Sakura said. "So she's baking for something constructive to do with the frustration."
"How are they arguing? Neji's reading."
"When was the last time he turned a page?"
Naruto glanced out into the living room. The unfinished section of the book was just as thick as it had been the last time.
"...Weird. How do people argue without yelling at each other?"
Sakura hesitated for a moment, fighting back the urge to laugh. Because to Naruto, who'd grown up with the vocal and volatile Iruka for a positive role model and far too much shouting from the negative role models -- to someone with a history like Naruto's, that probably was a reasonable question. When she was fairly confident she had control of herself again, she said, "Some people glare. Sasuke-kun glares all the time, you know."
"Yeah, but Sasuke's a bastard that way. Hinata-chan's too nice to act like Sasuke."
"Trust me," Sakura said. "The Hyuuga are good at glaring. They've been glaring at each other for the past two hours."
"...There's a wall and stuff there, Sakura-chan."
"Since when has a wall ever stopped a Hyuuga from watching anything?" Sakura asked, grinning despite herself. Her point was made for her when Hinata reached back with the wooden spoon and rapped Naruto across the knuckles for trying to swipe a cookie off a tray that was behind her left shoulderblade.
"You don't want to burn yourself, Naruto-kun," she murmured, and went back to stirring the cookie dough with more vigor than it really required, the skin at her temples still veined with the Byakugan.
Naruto looked back and forth between Hinata and the wall to the living room, and said, "I get it! People with freaky eyeball bloodlines can argue without having to go around yelling at each other 'cause of the whole, you know, freaky eyeball thing, right?"
"Naruto," Sakura said, "that's rude."
"Hey, I was trying not to say that's the stupidest way to argue I've seen since Sasuke," Naruto protested, rubbing his knuckles. "That would have been rude. Even if it is the stupidest way to argue I've seen since Sasuke. All you get are tired-out stare-ish eyeballs."
"Oh, there are other ways to make our points without shouting," Hinata said, pouring milk with far too much attention paid to the three glasses she set out beside a plate filled with cookies that had already been cooled and removed from their trays. "Sakura-chan, Naruto-kun, if you'd like...?"
Sakura bit her bottom lip hard, her eyes dancing. "That's certainly a way to make your point, Hinata-chan!"
"Thank you, Sakura-chan."
"Huh?" Naruto asked.
It was impossible to tell whether Hinata had rolled her eyes behind her glass of milk. Sakura certainly would have in her position.
"Look, Naruto," Sakura said in a low voice, leaning closer. "There's a wall between Neji and those cookies. So the only way Neji can come have some cookies is if he acknowledges that he's been glaring through the wall the whole time, which means Hinata wins. Neji should have been thinking of something he could do to try to make Hinata-chan want to come to his side of the wall, but he was too busy glaring. Cookies are a lot better-tasting bargaining chips."
"...I got the 'better-tasting' part of that," Naruto said.
"Yes, Hinata-chan does make wonderful cookies, doesn't she," Sakura said, giving up. "Go on, Naruto; eat your cookies. If Neji doesn't come in here, you can eat his too."
"Score!" Naruto dunked a cookie and started munching away.
A shadow flickered across the doorway -- the dark spill of Neji's hair as he leaned against the doorframe. Hinata didn't look up; she didn't need to. Instead, she set her untouched glass of milk beside the empty fourth place at the table, and turned to pour herself another glass.
"Thank you, Hinata-sama," Neji said, very quietly.
"You're welcome, Neji-niisan," Hinata replied, putting the milk back in the refrigerator.
"...So does that mean I don't get to eat his cookies?" Naruto asked, and got cuffed across the head. "Ow! I was just asking..."
*melts into a happy pile of fluff*
|Date:||February 23rd, 2006 06:15 am (UTC)|| |
Ehehehehehe, that was PERFECT. (I love how you wrote Naruto, too... XD)
|Date:||March 23rd, 2006 04:03 pm (UTC)|| |
Wow... *marvels at the way Chibirisu writes* Thank you!!! ((GLOMPS!))
Go Hinata!!! *cheers her on* Guess her way of the ninja is a lot more subtle than a kunai out of no where.
^___^ glad you like! Hinata needs more love. And more cookies. ^_~
this is too sweet. i'm glad to stumble upon this little fic. love it so much! thank you for the lovely composition.