My Konoha Sweetheart

Chapter 2: Cleanup on Isle Cattiness

by Stella Chanellé

Two slender frames leaned against their overly decorated with cutesy stickers, pictures and slightly rusted lockers while they silently observed the scene that played out in full display in front of them, their light eyes sparkled with a hint envy. Forest-green and Ocean-blue orbs analyzed the voluptuous body that timidly strutted passed them, her dark-plum tresses swaying in the air as her lilac eyes scanned the tiled floor she walked on. The strawberry-headed senior flickered her surprised eyes back and fourth between Hinata's drifting form and Naruto's curious gaze that followed, burning holes on the raven-haired beauty's back due to the intensity of his stare. Was Naruto Uzumaki checking Hinata Hyuuga out as she walked away from him? 'Surely not,' Sakura thought. 'But he had the eyes of a lusting man. This I know, for those are the same lust-driven eyes that used to look at me like that, with nearly the same excruciating intensity.'

"What was Hinata-chan doing over there with Naruto?" Sakura asked as her wondering emerald eyes gazed into her friend's electric-blue eyes, searching her sympathetic orbs for a logical explanation.

"Right? That's exactly what I'm trying to figure out, but more so as to why that Suna High tramp is practically shoving her lopsided breasts into my Shika-kun's face! Just who in the hell does she think she is and why is she showing her ugly mug around these halls? She has her own school and her own town to attend to, she needs to kick rocks before I make her!" The busty blonde fumed, flipping her platinum locks over her shoulder as her angry turquoise eyes shot daggers over to where Temari and Shikamaru were standing, along with their knuckle-headed companion, Naruto Uzumaki.

"Come to think of it, I actually do remember seeing those two together and not just on one occasion, too," Sakura compassionately hinted, informing her best-friend of the true circumstances of just to what extent Shikamaru and Temari knew each other. "But I still have no idea what she's doing here, at Konoha High," Sakura added as she tried to muster up a foul attitude towards Temari, in an attempt to show her gorgeous friend some much needed support.

"Exactly. I'll investigate, later. Something's definitely fishy here and I'm going to get to the bottom of it," Ino declared as she plugged her nose while eyeing the sandy-blonde maiden from across the halls. "Temari and I have bad blood already and if she thinks she can steal Shikamaru-kun from me then she has an extremely rude awakening," Ino proclaimed as a malicious smile graced her glossed lips as she watched Temari storm off from Shikamaru and Naruto. 'The bitch better leave my Shika-kun alone!' Ino thought, but the sight of her summer fling, Choji Akimichi, approaching from behind Shikamaru was enough to cause Ino to snap out of her train of thoughts.

"Ehehe? Sakura-chan, come on. Lets get out of here before Choji-kun notices us," Ino whispered in Sakura's ear before yanking her frail arm in the other direction.

"Geez, Temari-san. I don't know about this. This top is very low cut and I'm not sure that Naruto-kun would find good taste in this," Hinata shrugged as she eyed the baby-pink crop top on the busty mannequin for display.

"Oh, don't give me that piss poor excuse. That top is divine and you have just got to try it on! Your curves will definitely not go unnoticed in that attire. All the boys at Konoha High will be drooling with lust," Temari encouraged as she smirked into the eyes of her unsure friend.

"You really think so, Temari-san? I just don't want Naruto-kun to think I'm some kind of...t-tramp or anything bad like that-"

"Nonsense! No one's going to think you're a tramp, well at least the guys wont. The girls on the other hand, they will...but only because they'll be so jealous-"

"What! T-Temari-san, I don't want anyone to think of me that way, n-not even the girls!" Hinata blushed intensely as her eyes sparkled with fright due to the risque choices she was faced with. The boutique was becoming more crowded with the passing time and Hinata just wanted to be in the comfort of her home, away from this highly uncomfortable situation that Temari was forcing upon her.

"Enough complaining and just take the damn top to the dressing room! I wont take no for an answer, Hinata! You will try that gorgeous top on," The sandy-blonde strongly insisted as she practically yanked the blouse from the clothing racks and threw it straight into Hinata's flustered face. Hinata said no more as she scurried into the secluded dressing rooms in an attempt to avoid the ferocious wrath of her fiery companion.

"Oh my gosh, Sakura-chan! That baby-pink crop top is super fucking adorable on you! You have just got to buy that, Naruto-kun will be all over you the moment he sees how perky your breasts look in that attire, just like old times!" Ino smiled, giving her scantily clad friend some words of encouragement.

"You really think so, Ino-chan? The suspense is killing me, I've got go outside this dressing room and look into the mirror already-"

"Wait, Sakura-chan! Wait for me, I haven't even tried on my choice of clothes yet!" Ino called as she watched her best-friend dash out the tiny dressing room, leaving a faint breeze as the door slammed shut behind her. Ino sighed in frustration as she hurriedly undressed to try on more clothes. "She's so darn antsy when it comes to shopping, that girl," Ino grumbled, rolling her turquoise eyes.

'It's a bit tight on my breasts, I hope I don't look absolutely ridiculous. Ugh, I wish Temari-san would give me a break. Maybe this is all just too much, too soon. I guess a better come out and show Temari-'

Hinata's self doubt and intense worrying was cut short by the sudden collision to her ample chest that happened as soon as she opened the dressing room door to peak outside.

"Gah!" Hinata squealed while realizing that she had been hit fairly hard in her sensitive bosom. She witnessed a sudden flash of pink shoulder-length hair as her vision was regaining focus. Only seconds after her harsh encounter did she realize fully who the culprit was; none other than Sakura Haruno, her ultimate rival...wearing the same exact top she had on!

"Hinata-chan? Eh, what do you have...on. Oh, were you going to buy that pink blouse?" Sakura asked, rather surprised as she rubbed her outrageously large forehead, her head still hurting from the sudden collision she had caused outside the dressing room. The strawberry-headed beauty was astonished at the scene in front of her; the typically extremely conservative Hinata Hyuuga was out and about wearing a rather revealing choice of outfit, her huge breasts were exposed, the low-cut top was only covering right above her nipples, the sight of it all intimidated Sakura, very much so. 'Doesn't Hinata usually wear granny clothes? I mean, where is all this coming from, why the sudden change in attire? Could this be because Naruto has returned to Konoha High? That's got to be the reason. She's lacking in personality so she's trying to makeup for it by presenting herself as a slut...Naruto would never fall for that...would he?' Sakura pondered before a loud yell erupted from the side of her, coming full force.

"Watch where you are going! Just who in the hell do you think you are bumping into to people like that without giving any type of apology? A fucking clueless rude bitch, that's who!" The Suna goddess shouted at the shocked emerald-eyed girl. Sakura had opened her pink glossed lips to give a stern reply as her eyebrows furrowed, but she was soon cut off by the sudden eruption of her long platinum-haired companion, her ponytail swinging at full speed as she barged from out of the fitting room she was confined in to see what all the commotion was outside the rather small dressing room of the high-end boutique the girls were in.

"How dare you yell at my best-friend like that, you jealous Suna tramp!" Ino fumed, her face turning beet red as the anger she was feeling escalated quickly just by laying her gorgeous turquoise eyes on her long-time enemy. Temari and Ino have had bad blood for quite sometime now, and there was absolutely no resolving their conflicts, both parties were convinced.

"Jealous? Me? Never, you slut! I will always be more prettier than you, I'm just better and will always be! Don't you ever forget that! You've got some nerve-"

"Oh, shut up, Temari! Didn't we already find out who was the better choice? I mean, just ask your ex-boyfriend, Daimaru. He seems to think so-"

Smack.

The sound of Temari slapping Ino Yamanaka could be heard all throughout the boutique. Women who were quietly shopping all stopped to stare at the scene that was playing out before them.

"Ino-chan!" Sakura screamed, worried as her friend got up from off the floor, her bruised cheek still stinging from the impact of Temari's powerful blow. Sakura ran across the runway of the dressing room, tending to her hurt, defeated friend.

"Don't ever flatter yourself, just because you were able to seduce my cheating ex-boyfriend. He'd do anything for a quick fuck. He's not even a factor, and he's not a man of taste. No, we'll prove who the better woman is based on...who your beloved Shikamaru chooses between us. I don't really care for the guy, but I know you do, which makes him the perfect candidate. I'll give you a taste of your own medicine; I'll leave him high and dry off of me-"

"Enough talking, you delusional Bitch. Bring. It. On." Ino managed to hiss out as she spat at the sandy-blonde. Ino knew Temari would be no competition and that it would be her, Ino, who would reign victorious, in the end. Ino was absolutely positive that Temari would be way too masculine for a guy like Shikamaru, and not nearly as feminine or as beautiful as her. Temari was clearly delusional. Ino would prove it.

"Temari-san," Hinata gently called as her heart beat faster, all this cattiness was way too much for Hinata to handle. She preferred to be in the background, never in the front and center of drama. This whole shopping experience had been extremely awkward for her and Temari would have to do some exceptional convincing in order for Hinata to ever return here with her. This whole scenario was completely ridiculous.

"Ehem, Ladies!" A rather pudgy woman called with an angered expression on her harsh face. "You all need to take your leave, you're causing too much commotion! Purchase your stuff and then get out of my store! Chop, Chop!" The lady ordered as she pointed to the meek cashier, then snapping her long fingers.

The two blondes nodded their heads in agreement, both coming to the conclusion that now was definitely not the time. No, they would deal with their beef later. From this day, they would save their energy for the prize, which was Shikamaru's love, or at least they would try to avoid any further altercations with each other. No promises could be made, since the two blondes were both very hot-headed.

Konoha High School, 10:35 AM, Tuesday, August 22nd.

"Wow, look at the size of that girl's tits! Why have I never noticed her before, who is she?" A sleazy boy pointed to his friend, just loud enough for a certain blonde-headed boy to hear.

Naruto rolled his eyes, disgusted at the perverts standing next to his locker, he didn't even bother to look up to see who the girl they were talking about was. Naruto could be an idiot sometimes, but that didn't mean he was a pervert, no not at all. Naruto was more focused on his Jiu Jitsu training than silly high school girls. Sure, there was a time where he so desperately pinned for Sakura's love, but she had showed more interest in Sasuke and so, that was the end of that one-sided fling. Naruto wasn't completely oblivious to girls, though. He was just waiting on the right one, the one who could show him what true love was, since he had never had experienced that before. He did secretly still have some feelings for Sakura, and was hoping she would come around to him, but lately there had been another girl on his mind, one that he had never really noticed before.

"Oh, that's the Hyuuga girl, Hinata. Oh, man, she sure does have a rack on her!" The other boy smirked, his eyes drowning in absolute lust as he smacked his sleazy companion on the arm.

Naruto turned around, fuming with rage at the jerks objectifying the innocent Hinata Hyuuga. She never bothered anyone, what right did these slime balls have to insult her like that? She would be completely mortified if she heard anyone talk like that about her because she always made an effort to dress conservatively and she was never one of those girls who would ever dress for the attention of perverted males. 'How dare those assholes! I'm gonna let them have it!' Naruto thought, he was completely ready to give those desperate punks a piece of his mind...that was until he saw what all the commotion was about.

There she was, her huge tits bouncing around with every unsure step she took, her milky cleavage on full display for lusting eyes as well as her flat mid-drift and long silky smooth legs. Her long dark hair that reached her daisy dukes swayed in the breeze she left behind as she took several steps closer to a dumb-founded Naruto, her nervous lilac eyes looked everywhere but him, that is until she stopped right in front of him. Her beautiful eyes slowly rose to meet his shocked bright-blue ones, before she managed to spit out his name.

"N-Naruto-kun," she breathed shyly, her body was slightly shaking as her full cheeks turned bright-red, resembling that of a tomato. Her slender hands fiddled with one another, which was a nervous reaction she had whenever she was anywhere near Naruto.

Naruto's heart was beating rapidly as a knot in his throat formed, he was absolutely speechless. Was this really Hinata? What was she wearing and why was she dressed like...like that? Naruto began to feel lightheaded, a feeling he had almost never experienced before. He never knew that Hinata could ever have this affect on him, at all. Especially when he started to feel a certain throbbing in his pants...

Did he find her attractive? Yes, Hinata was always good looking.

Did he find her sexually attractive? He never thought about her, in that way, ever! No, he had respect for her! So then why was his thick cock getting so uncontrollably hard in that moment? Why were his normally bright eyes dark with excruciating lust? Even Naruto didn't know.

'Get it together, you scum bag! You're better than this! God, why is she dressed like that? The weather can't be that hot today, is it? If Hinata knew I was staring at her breasts, she'd never look at me the same. I've got to compose myself.'

"Hey, Hinata," the lusting Naruto waved, trying to act calm and collected. "I'm running a little late for class so I've really got to go! I'll see you later, okay?" Naruto laughed, trying to get out of her presence as quickly as possible, before his hardening dick was completely noticeable for all eyes to see.

"W-wait, Naruto-kun," Hinata said above a whisper, grabbing Naruto's arm before he ran off from her. The Hyuuga goddess blushed profusely, determined to relay her message to her beloved Naruto. She must, it was now or never, if she ever wanted to change their friendship into something more; something deeper than it was, than it had been for so long. "I have something to ask you, Naruto-kun," Hinata continued as her eyes pleaded with his. "I'll only be a m-minute."

A/N: Well, there it is. The second chapter of My Konoha Sweetheart. I should have the third installment up sometime this month, don't forget to review, they keep me going! I know there wasn't much Naruhina in this chapter, I'm slowly building the dynamic between them and I promise there will be plenty of steamy moments ahead, for several character, too. In the next chapter, there will be quite a few enjoyable, hot Naruhina moments, so stay tuned, lovers!

Xoxo,

-Stella Chanellé