▌♚ floreusbellator

It would be a lie if she said that she didn’t want him to walk her home. There was always a chance that her stalker didn’t go home, that he would wait for her near her house or anywhere in her neighborhood, thinking that she would be alone. There mere thought of him knowing where she lived made her sick to her stomach. All the more reason for the blond to be by her side. Not being alone made her feel safe, or was there something about him specifically that made her feel that way? Perhaps it was the combination of both. She hoped that she wasn’t bothering him because he had no obligation to do so. After all, he did more than enough by saving her from the other. But it seemed that he GENUINELY wanted to be by her side and make sure that she was alright.

                    ❝ HONESTLY, treating you to a meal is the least i could
                    do after what you did for me. I don’t even want to think
                    about what could have happened if it wasn’t for you..
                    Thank you. ❞

Finally saying those two words made her feel relieved. They might not have meant much, but he had to hear them. It was only the tip of the berg hiding the true strength of the emotion.

                    ❝ It’s a deal. Only if you promise to let me treat you
                    another time! ❞

;Hearing his name made lips spread in a wider smile. It was one she would never forget. The only reason she knew about him was because of the pranks he often pulled, but she never really caught his name up until now. Funny.

                    ❝ Alright Naruto! I can’t remember the last time i ate ramen,
                    so that sounds like a good plan. There is one shop three
                    blocks down so we can go there. ❞

She doesn’t even wait for him to agree but begins walking backwards slowly, keeping her eyes on him while pulling arms into the sleeves of his hoodie

▒  ▍_◣✸^◥  ▍▒ ➤

❝ That’s Ichiraku, my favorite ! ❞ he grinned, glad  
that she had heard of it. Old man Teuchi was one of his first
friends & he always gave him discounts whenever Naruto was
broke. He SMILES softly as she walks backwards slowly,
one eyebrow raised in confusion.

             She was adorable & his hoodie looked better on her than
             it did on him & the thought brought a bright red blush to his
             his features. He was being SILLY. They had just met. Well,
             technically they had met years ago, but they had only just
             met-met, if that even made any sense. He simply followed
             her, eyes trained on her’s as he inched closer. They were
             behaving kids, on a deserted street ! & he loved it.

There was something about her that made him want to be
around her, get to know her a little better, & he knew it wasn’t
just because of how she looked, or the way she SMILED.
 She radiated something that made him feel warm, even
though he wasn’t the one wearing a hoodie. 

             But he couldn’t help but occasionally look around to see
             if the creep was still around. He was sure that if it came 
             down to a fight, he was at least capable of buying her
             enough time to RUN. Besides that, it felt almost nice to
             have that part of the street to themselves, even though
             he knew they’d have to face a crowd when they took the
             cut to the main street. But at least the main street, she 
             would be safe. & closer to Ichiraku’s where they’d eat
             dinner, together. He momentarily wondered if she was
             serious about meeting him for a SECOND time.

Azure optics widened in alarm as he noticed a telephone pole
right behind her, tan digits reflexively REACHING out to pull
her by the hoodie, urgent vocables accompanying the movement.

❝ Sakura ! Watch out ! ❞