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Author: I should've let this as a one shot. Lol my life is just so hectic. Anyways here's the other chapter. sorry for grammar and stuff.

Hello, other Naruto

Grinning, Menma kept walking as his two pathetic guards lead him to the direction of the village. Naruto angrily tailed behind him while the shy little Hyuuga took the lead.

This formation wasn't half bad. In fact, he actually enjoyed it immensely. It gave him front row seats to the best view this forest had to offer, Hinata's ass.

Unlike his 'Nata, who lustfully swayed her hips for his personal enjoyment, this Hinata did not. She only walked with purpose and her small strides did little to move that perky rum of hers. She was so unsexual-like and modest that it peaked his interest. Should she meet his vulgar Hina, the poor woman would probably have a heart attack.

As if sensing his stare, Hinata looked over her shoulder. Menma slowly dragged his gaze up, making it obvious just where his eyes were intently looking at just seconds ago. He gave her a seductive wink.

Hinata embarrassingly frowned. "The village is a couple hours away," She told the two men before facing forward again and moved her fanny pack to hide her delicious tush. He cracked a amused grin.

This girl was really something else. She was so awkward, so polite and so un-ninja like. How was she even be a ninja? She was too easy to mess with and messing with her bothered the idiot behind him as well.

"You have a nice ass." Menma said.

Hello, other Naruto

Naruto's angry fist met his copy's face with a resounding crunch. The Menma bastard, not expecting it, lost balance and fell to his ass.

Naruto was at his limit. No, correction, he's went up and beyond past it. Being insulted, ridiculed, and tormented was one thing but insulting his Hinata? The nicest girl he's ever known? Who's always stood by side? Always encouraged him? And this guy, this freaking guy, had the nerve to make sex jokes on her? His stomach churned in pure disgust.

"Naruto," unapproved the small woman beside him. Her soft voice silently pleading for him to calm down. Something in him want to listen to her words but he was just too upset to obey.

"But he's disrespecting you, Hinata! I won't stand for that! I can't." Naruto fumed, facing her.

She looked away from his outraged form and uneasily crossed her arms over her chest. "I know but he's our prisoner and we can't inflict unnecessary harm on him over some rude words. We must ignore him and follow protocol," she tried to reason.

He openly gapped at her.

Over some rude words? Ignore him? Sakura would have punched the daylights out of him, Ino would have tortured him to smithereens, Tenten would have used him for target practice. But Hinata, sweet shy Hinata, wanted to ignore him and follow some stupid protocol?

Naruto angrily shut his mouth to a straight line. "Forget protocol, Hinata. This bastard needs to learn his lesson."

Shaking her head, she finally set her lavender eyes firmly to his. There was determination swirling behind those lilac orbs of hers, making it apparent she wasn't going to back down.

"Beating him senseless won't make the situation any better." He deflated at her firm tone. As much as he would love to beat the living crap out of Menma, he didn't want to argue with Hinata. Stubbornly crossing his own arms, he kicked the dirt with a pout.

"But, Hinata, it'd make me feel loads better."

"Naruto," he further wilted at her unhappy tone.

As much as he didn't want to accept it, he knew she was right. She followed the rules and thought the most logically of the two. No wonder the Hokage put her in charge instead of him.

Hinata must've sensed his wavering emotions because she gave him a small encouraging smile. "I know it's difficult, Naruto. It always is doing the right things. That's why the Leaf admires you so much now because you always do it justifically. You're our hero."

Her soft words spread a warmness like a hot pan melting butter. He didn't understand how this woman always knew how to disarm him and make him feel so giddy and warm inside. He could only wish his own words would do the same to her as hers does to him.

"Well, you're a hero too, you know," he lamely complimented back as his hand scratched the back of his head. He hoped she heard the genuineness in his voice.

"Fucking virgins," insulted a voice, drawing both their attention to the black haired man. Menma loudly gathered some blood and saliva at the back of his throat before spitting it grossly to the grass beside him. Sitting cross legged with his hands and arms still very much restrained, he smiled cockily at them as if he didn't just make a disgusting display. "As much as I'd love to hear you two flirt all day, I'd really like to go back home sooner rather than later."

Hinata embarrassingly flushed. He, himself, growled.

"No one cares what you have to think, you bastard," Naruto snapped.

This guy was seriously worse than Jiraya, no than Sasuke. He was worse the Jiraya and Sasuke combined! He was the ultimate arrogant, full of himself, perverted jackass! Before he could open his mouth to share his thoughts, another soft voice beat him to it.

"Ah, how about we set up camp here for tonight," the tiny Hyuuga quickly suggested, who moved to stand in front of the fuming blond with her tiny hands laid flat against his chest. "We've walked far enough. It's getting late and you can bring some firewood."

"No," Naruto stubbornly disagreed, "I'm not leaving you alone with him."

"But you can't keep fighting with him," she pleaded, before she trained her eyes on her hands. Her lavender eyes widened as she quickly pulled away from his chest, leaving Naruto to miss the presence. She uneasily bit her lips and looked up at him apologetically again. "Please?"

Letting out a long drawn out sigh, Naruto's hand ran roughly through his messy blond locks as he tiredly squinted at the darkening sky. He vaguely heard the word 'wuss' echoing from Menma's direction. Ignoring it, he looked down at Hinata's pleading expression with shoulders defeatedly sagged.

Damn those puppy-eyes look.

"Fine, you win, but I won't be getting firewood-" Hinata opened her mouth to object so he quickly continued, "-but I promise not to try to hit the guy."

She closed her lips and let out a tiny satisfied smile. "Thank you."

There was something about seeing that gentle smile, those kind lavender orbs, the flushed redness that made his stomach flop around like a crazy fish out of water. Grinning largely, he let out a chuckle.

"It's nothing," he let out bashfully.

Memna snorted humorlessly at them. Naruto noticed Hinata's eyes flicker to the guy's direction.

"Naruto," her soft voice earned back his attention, "if you won't get firewood, how about you set up camp instead? I'll help you in a moment."

Naruto nodded at the order but paused when he caught her still staring intently at their prisoner. She looked... determined? In thought? Concerned?!

The shy Hyuuga reached the back of her pocket, pulling out a small familiar looking circular container before walking and bending her knees down to Menma's level. The Namikaze intriguingly rose his black brows at her while he himself felt beyond horrified at the scene. Naruto clutched her elbow to stop her.

"What are you doing?" Naruto's voice was high pitched.

"I'm going to put some ointment on his cheek," she answered. Naruto's mouth dropped open in shock as he vaguely noticed Menma reflecting the same expression. Looking back and forth at their disbelieving faces, she further explained, "He's hurt."

"But so are you," Naruto countered when he snapped out of it and pointed at her injury. "And he caused it."

"He's right. I did kick your ass," Menma, for who the hell knows why, felt the need to add.

"I'm fine. I simply easily bruise," Hinata pressed and used her free hand to clutch her stomach.

Naruto grimaced. Fine? She's fine? This idiot hurt her! He was a bad guy! And she still wanted to heal him through all of that? Hinata's extent of good nature surprised even him sometimes. She was too pure and innocent to be around the likes of this-this evilness! Just imagining her soft hands on this ungrateful jerk's face, ugh! It didn't sit right with him at all. He'd rather go through hell before letting her near him... Wait a sec. That gave him an idea.

"Give me your ointment," Naruto suddenly ordered.

Hinata's eyes snapped to his in surprise. His hand raised to her face, palm opened and faced upward.

"Eh?"

"Ointment," he pressed again, wiggling his fingers at her.

Hinata, confused and worried, hesitantly complied. Naruto's fingers wrap around the container and sat down crossed legged next to his glaring counterpart. Naruto unscrew the lid and scooped a glum of ointment with two of his fingers. Menma eyed the healing substance with suspicion as Naruto's fingers closed in on his face. Naruto harshly smeared it across his swollen cheek.

"Fuck!" Menma hissed as Hinata scolded the blond Uzumaki for being too rough.

"But I am being gentle," Naruto whined.

She, with a disapproving frown, raised her hand silently asking for her container back. Naruto pouted and returned it to her. He didn't originally plan to smear it on so harshly, it's just he couldn't help it. The temptation was too strong! Plus, it's not like he killed the guy.

Hinata turned back to the glaring Namikaze and slowly rose her hand to his injured face. "Please stay still. I promise it won't hurt," she requested.

Menma huffed in reply and moved his head away from her hand. "Keep you stupid cream to yourself!"

"Don't talk to her like that," Naruto threatened back.

Menma ignored him and continued talking to Hinata. "Look, princess, I don't know if you haven't noticed before but I'm a jurrinkin meaning I don't fucking need this shit."

"But aren't you in pain now?" she asked.

He scoffed, "So?" Before turning his eyes to Naruto's. "Are you seriously going to let her heal a enemy? Are you two really that pathetic?"

Naruto wished he could say no and stop Hinata form healing this guy. But looking at her now, he knew she wasn't going to stand down, especially with her being team captain. Whether he liked it or not, she was going to heal this jerk so he might as well help.

Naruto let out a tense sigh and said, "Either let her heal you or I will."

Menma half laughed and half gasped. "Wow, You guys really are retarded! Fine, fucking heal me."

Taking that as an okay signal, Hinata got to work and gently spread the substance around his bruised whiskered cheek. As the woman worked, Naruto's irritation grew.

The damn jerk. He just kept glaring at her even though she was helping him. He wanted to punch that glare out of his stupid face, especially when the glare softened and Menma smiled tauntingly at him. Naruto felt slightly territorial.

Hinata was his. This other him better not be getting any ideas.

"There," she finished with a satisfied smile. She stood up, closing her container, and placing it back in her bag. Naruto muttered a 'finally' under his breath and waited for the Namikaze to say something close resembling to a thanks. As seconds dragged on, he heard nothing, not a huff or a sound. Ungrateful ass.

The two ninja went to set up camp. They set up one tent and put up several traps as just as a precaution. When all was done, Hinata decided to fetch for wood while Naruto was in charge of keeping a eye on their eerily silent prisoner.

He's been uncharacteristically quiet since Hinata healed him. It was very suspicious.

Right now, the copy was laying against the tree with his eyes closed. Naruto sure as hell could tell the man wasn't sleeping, no one falls sleeps that fast! He was most likely meditating. Other than that, it made guarding a little boring.

Naruto let out a frustrated groan.

Sometimes he thought the world was out to get him. Yes, that had to be it. This was supposed to be the best mission ever. The place where Hinata and he bond without their friends' prying eyes; their first unofficial date. It was going to be perfect and it started out that way until Hinata bumped into Naruto's worst nightmare, the dreaded Menma Namikaze. Damn this mission. Damn his luck. Damn Menma.

"You know, about Hinata..." Said the prisoner with closed eyes.

Naruto pitifully frowned. Don't tell me this asshole was going to start his sleazy compliments again. Hemight not be able to keep Hinata's promise of not pummeling the guy.

"She's the biggest idiot I ever met."

Naruto grunted in annoyance. At least he didn't say something perverted. "She's not an idiot."

"Sure she isn't."

"She's not."

Menma's rolled his now opene eyes. "Look imma say this once, and only once, so listen good," the black haired began, "Hinata is sweet, too sweet, kind of like that nasty frosting on the cake sweet. That type of goody two shoes personality doesn't get you very far as a ninja. It makes her fucking stupid."

"Hinata is not stupid," Naruto was getting angry.

"Just an hour ago she got near an enemy ninja, who hurt her, and healed him," he stressed. "She's a fucking moron in my book and the fact that I couldn't convince her to untie me is unbelievable."

Naruto fisted his hands. "She healed you because she's a good person."

"Good people die for stupid choices like that. At the rate she's going, she's not going to live a very long life."

"Hinata is strong. I have complete faith in her abilities." Kami, this guy was getting on his last nerves. If Hinata didn't show up soon, shit was about to hit the fan.

Hello, other Naruto

Menma glowered at his double.

He tried to give him some sound advice, he really did, but the idiot blond threw it away with some 'faith in her abilities' bullshit? Like fucking really? Idiot.

Hinata was worse than that Ino, who was the most shyest and pathetic ninja he knew. But as timid as the blonde girl was, she would never heal an enemy ninja. What the hell was wrong with this Hyuuga chick? and this dumb blond?

"I don't know if you noticed before but I had her ass whooped a little while ago. I think I might've even made her cry."

The blond ninja trembled with anger. His blue eyes turning to a deep burgundy, whiskers darkening, and teeth lengthening.

You shouldn't taunt him, replied his inner fox.

Menma frowned. Stupid fox. Mind your own damn business. The bijuu cowered back to the darkest pits of his mind as Menma observed his angry rival.

"Kami, you are so lucky Hinata made me promise not to kick your ass."

Namikaze rose his brows when Naruto closed his eyes and calmed down. His feral features returned to normal. The loser knew how to control his emotions, he'll give him that. But he was still very much a wuss.

Deciding he had enough talking for the day, Menma laid on the ground as best he could with his chains. His back toward the camp and copy.

"I'm going to sleep. I've had enough of seeing your face."

The blond huffed and silence took over the camp. Hinata returned to camp soon after and the two ninja started blabbering very loudly amongst themselves. He could hear everything which meant he couldn't sleep. Menma grimace in annoyance.

He heard Naruto uneasily ask, "On the night you bumped into Menma, why were you naked?"

There was a feminie squeak. "I'm s-sorry. I left my guarding post when I wasn't supposed to. I put our lives in jeopardy."

"Whoa, whoa! Hinata it's okay. I'm not mad or anything. I'm just wondering where you went. I mean you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"I was meditating," she lowly answered.

"Meditating?!"

"D-Dancing on the water is my ritual," she said unsurely. Menma could already imagine the deep red taking over her face.

"But naked?!"

"I'm so sorry, Naruto! I shouldn't have done it. It was extremely unprofessional of me. I-I have failed as team captain," she guiltily cried out as the stuttering became more appearent.

Naruto's voice became panicked. "No, it's fine! There's nothing wrong with that! You're a great leader! And, uh, Meditating naked on the water isn't weird at all! I mean, I go skinny dipping all the time when I'm on watch and it's the same thing! Huh, Hinata? Are you okay? You don't look so good. "

"I-I'm F-fine."

"Hinata?"

"I'm really okay, Naruto."

Menma grinned. And these two called him a pervert she the real one was obviously this shy little woman. Guess, the saying was true. It was always the quiet ones. Now he really need some much needed shut eye.

Tomorrow they would make it to the Leaf.