15 x 15 - Shino-Ino
Title: Shino-Ino
Author: purplekitte
'Verse: Naruto
Claim: general series
Characters/Pairing: Shino/Ino hints
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Young Shino does not understand women.
Table/Prompt: Colour table, white
“That shirt is fetching.”
His mom had told him to be sociable. His dad had agreed that these were his comrades and to be treated well as a result.
“What’s wrong with it? Can you see through it? Teacher, Aburame’s a pervert!”
That was entirely unexpected. “Can I not give you a compliment? The pattern on that shirt is pleasantly attractive.” Female appreciated such things, did they not?
“It’s a plain white shirt!”
She swept her hands down her chest and disrupted the pattern and that was when Shino realized the color was not in the fibers of her shirt but on it. Yamanaka Flower Shop, of course.
“My apologies. I saw the pollen stuck to your clothing.”
“What pollen? Do I have weird stains somewhere? I don’t see anything.”
One of the bugs nipped at his superior oblique ocular muscle. He had not yet learned all of what he should and should not be speaking about, so he told her, “I apologize. I was seeing outside the human visible light range.”
“Really?” Ino leaned in and looked interested. “We learned about that in science. What does it look like?”
“Well…” he said, standard language for those outside the clan proving inadequate, “there are arkuth clouds from your right shoulder and down your side. Your neck and upper chest are spotted heavily with sud and murim, which really brings out your eyes…”
Author: purplekitte
'Verse: Naruto
Claim: general series
Characters/Pairing: Shino/Ino hints
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Young Shino does not understand women.
Table/Prompt: Colour table, white
“That shirt is fetching.”
His mom had told him to be sociable. His dad had agreed that these were his comrades and to be treated well as a result.
“What’s wrong with it? Can you see through it? Teacher, Aburame’s a pervert!”
That was entirely unexpected. “Can I not give you a compliment? The pattern on that shirt is pleasantly attractive.” Female appreciated such things, did they not?
“It’s a plain white shirt!”
She swept her hands down her chest and disrupted the pattern and that was when Shino realized the color was not in the fibers of her shirt but on it. Yamanaka Flower Shop, of course.
“My apologies. I saw the pollen stuck to your clothing.”
“What pollen? Do I have weird stains somewhere? I don’t see anything.”
One of the bugs nipped at his superior oblique ocular muscle. He had not yet learned all of what he should and should not be speaking about, so he told her, “I apologize. I was seeing outside the human visible light range.”
“Really?” Ino leaned in and looked interested. “We learned about that in science. What does it look like?”
“Well…” he said, standard language for those outside the clan proving inadequate, “there are arkuth clouds from your right shoulder and down your side. Your neck and upper chest are spotted heavily with sud and murim, which really brings out your eyes…”