001.Cold Hands ; Cold Feet.Naruto/Hinata. Snowy Friendship
Fandom: Naruto
Title: Snowy Friendship
Author: Wolfchildblazer
Theme(s): # 1 Cold Hands, Cold Feet
Pairing/Characters: Uzunaki Naruto/Hyuuga Hinata
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or its characters.
Summary : Naruto hated the cold, and he still does
Snowy Friendship
Naruto could remember the cold quite clearly, and ever since a certain incident he had been susceptible to the cold. He was about six or seven when the orphanage threw him out without so much as by your leave. Naruto knew now why he was so hated, but during that time he had no idea. So, he was just a little boy crying rivers of tears with no shoes, no mittens, and no warm clothes in the middle of winter. The tear tracks eventually iced over, and his hands and feet turned purple as he stumbled to find shelter. He would beg and plead with the few people he managed to find who only turned away laughing at his misfortune. To this day he still isn’t quite sure how he survived, only that he did, perhaps on just sheer will alone. It had hurt then just like it did now, those cold reminders, but ever since then he could never stand the cold.
Now Naruto did not consider himself stupid, and would never ever do this normally. However, it was training, as was instructed by his teacher Jiraiya. Yet, he truly wondered if his sensei was off his rocker as well as being a world-known pervert. So Naruto found himself basically stripped to his skivvies, shoved under a waterfall during the mild beginning of winter. He was only lucky that Jiraiya had decided to stop in at Konoha instead of some other place, at least their were class-act medic ninjas who knew what they were doing if he got in danger.
It wasn’t long before the cold seeped in and the begin of hypothermia began to make purchase. His will against everything flamed brightly, but his body could care less, even the demon fox within work to keep him warm. Naruto at least wanted out of the water, but Jiraiya had order him to stay until he returned, he could only hope that the man did not get sidetracked. So fourteen minutes into the hour he began to chitter and chatter, his lips purpling with effort. He was numb all over, but the cold still wrapped around him, chilling his core. Naruto was going to kill his sensei when he returned, this was punishment likely for all the times he ruined that pervert’s research.
Irritated he set his mind to focus on something else, anything else but the chill that held his chest victim. He found the blue digits that resembled his feet and hands to be a fascinating subject. Tracing the veins against the pallid blue which drew white frosty lines across his hands. He never did realize when he finally passed out.
Jiraiya rushed toward the area where he had left his pupil as his chakra had been dropping to quickly for the exercise. He was lucky that he wasn’t to far away for he had arrive just in time to see Naruto go head first into the water. Quickly he reached for the boy’s jacket dragging him onto the shore. Naruto was cold, far too cold for it to be healthy. Without a thought Jiraiya picked the boy up and hauled ass to the hospital where Tsunade was giving her students a lesson.
Hinata watched as Ino left the room as well, for both she and Sakura had finished for today and had rounds to do. She decided to take extra lessons with the Godaime, oh true she wasn’t the woman’s apprentice, for Sakura now held the slug contract but there was never enough medic ninjas. Turning back to the shallow cuts to be mended her hands started glowing green. Two minutes later the cuts were gone, and just in time as the door swung open and slammed against the wall. Jumping in surprise, both she and Tsunade turned to see Jiraiya with a still Naruto.
It took two hours to bring the boy to bare normal conditions, and twenty minutes to stop Tsunade from wailing on Jiraiya. Now though, if Naruto wasn’t susceptible to cold before he would mostly likely suffer through winter conditions. Hinata sorrowed for the boy, his life would have small restrictions during the winter months. A groan shook her out of her thoughts, Naruto was in safe range now and she missed the smirk that cross her teacher’s face.
“Hinata, he needs a source of body heat, climb up beside him.” Tsunade ordered. Hinata squeaked, stammered, and then was forcefully placed by the one she likes. She laid stiff beside the blond boy, his feet and hands terribly cold against her bare arms and legs. It wasn’t until she fell asleep later, about three hours in did the coldness began to retreat. She was lucky she was asleep as Naruto turned in his sleep seeking the source of warmth and burying himself in it.
Naruto would find out later that he was now curse to have cold hands and feet when the temperature even had a bit of a chill.
Title: Snowy Friendship
Author: Wolfchildblazer
Theme(s): # 1 Cold Hands, Cold Feet
Pairing/Characters: Uzunaki Naruto/Hyuuga Hinata
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or its characters.
Summary : Naruto hated the cold, and he still does
Snowy Friendship
Naruto could remember the cold quite clearly, and ever since a certain incident he had been susceptible to the cold. He was about six or seven when the orphanage threw him out without so much as by your leave. Naruto knew now why he was so hated, but during that time he had no idea. So, he was just a little boy crying rivers of tears with no shoes, no mittens, and no warm clothes in the middle of winter. The tear tracks eventually iced over, and his hands and feet turned purple as he stumbled to find shelter. He would beg and plead with the few people he managed to find who only turned away laughing at his misfortune. To this day he still isn’t quite sure how he survived, only that he did, perhaps on just sheer will alone. It had hurt then just like it did now, those cold reminders, but ever since then he could never stand the cold.
Now Naruto did not consider himself stupid, and would never ever do this normally. However, it was training, as was instructed by his teacher Jiraiya. Yet, he truly wondered if his sensei was off his rocker as well as being a world-known pervert. So Naruto found himself basically stripped to his skivvies, shoved under a waterfall during the mild beginning of winter. He was only lucky that Jiraiya had decided to stop in at Konoha instead of some other place, at least their were class-act medic ninjas who knew what they were doing if he got in danger.
It wasn’t long before the cold seeped in and the begin of hypothermia began to make purchase. His will against everything flamed brightly, but his body could care less, even the demon fox within work to keep him warm. Naruto at least wanted out of the water, but Jiraiya had order him to stay until he returned, he could only hope that the man did not get sidetracked. So fourteen minutes into the hour he began to chitter and chatter, his lips purpling with effort. He was numb all over, but the cold still wrapped around him, chilling his core. Naruto was going to kill his sensei when he returned, this was punishment likely for all the times he ruined that pervert’s research.
Irritated he set his mind to focus on something else, anything else but the chill that held his chest victim. He found the blue digits that resembled his feet and hands to be a fascinating subject. Tracing the veins against the pallid blue which drew white frosty lines across his hands. He never did realize when he finally passed out.
Jiraiya rushed toward the area where he had left his pupil as his chakra had been dropping to quickly for the exercise. He was lucky that he wasn’t to far away for he had arrive just in time to see Naruto go head first into the water. Quickly he reached for the boy’s jacket dragging him onto the shore. Naruto was cold, far too cold for it to be healthy. Without a thought Jiraiya picked the boy up and hauled ass to the hospital where Tsunade was giving her students a lesson.
Hinata watched as Ino left the room as well, for both she and Sakura had finished for today and had rounds to do. She decided to take extra lessons with the Godaime, oh true she wasn’t the woman’s apprentice, for Sakura now held the slug contract but there was never enough medic ninjas. Turning back to the shallow cuts to be mended her hands started glowing green. Two minutes later the cuts were gone, and just in time as the door swung open and slammed against the wall. Jumping in surprise, both she and Tsunade turned to see Jiraiya with a still Naruto.
It took two hours to bring the boy to bare normal conditions, and twenty minutes to stop Tsunade from wailing on Jiraiya. Now though, if Naruto wasn’t susceptible to cold before he would mostly likely suffer through winter conditions. Hinata sorrowed for the boy, his life would have small restrictions during the winter months. A groan shook her out of her thoughts, Naruto was in safe range now and she missed the smirk that cross her teacher’s face.
“Hinata, he needs a source of body heat, climb up beside him.” Tsunade ordered. Hinata squeaked, stammered, and then was forcefully placed by the one she likes. She laid stiff beside the blond boy, his feet and hands terribly cold against her bare arms and legs. It wasn’t until she fell asleep later, about three hours in did the coldness began to retreat. She was lucky she was asleep as Naruto turned in his sleep seeking the source of warmth and burying himself in it.
Naruto would find out later that he was now curse to have cold hands and feet when the temperature even had a bit of a chill.