#hinxta

"Hyūga Hinata?" He asked, recognizing the woman before him, "Business or pleasure?" Not that anyone ever visited the sand village for a vacation, not this hot hell of a village.

There she is. 

     feels like reckless driving when we're talking     it's fun while it lasts, and it's faster than walking.     but no one's going to sympathize when we crash.     they'll say "you hit what you head for, you get what you ask"     and we'll say we didn't know, we didn't even try.     one minute there was road beneath us, the next just sky.     i'm sorry i can't help you, i cannot keep you safe.     i'm sorry i can't help myself, so don't look at me that way.     we can't fight gravity on a planet that insists     that love is like falling,     and falling is like this.

Number 7 color palette. Hope you like it!

-- "I'm really, really sorry I let you get hurt." Bowed over, hands clasped together so the girl lying in the hospital bed wouldn't see them trembling. "I -- I broke my p - promise -- I'm sorry."  His voice cracked on the last word. 

Naruto swung his schoolbag over his shoulder, letting out a small groan. The bell had finally rang, signalling that it was lunchtime. He tried to ignore the growls coming from his stomach as he chirped a few "see you later"s to his friends before leaving the classroom. The blond walked along the hallway toward the cafeteria before he suddenly noticed long, flowy raven locks that belonged to none other than his best friend, Hinata. The two had known each other since elementary years and you could say that they were even more than best friends. However, they weren't lovers; they were categorized more as friends with benefits. Naruto smiled as he caught up to the raven before throwing an arm around her shoulders. "Hey."