For the next five minutes, Naruto and Sakura continued to chat about nothing in particular until the village's resident prankster began to feel an odd tingly sensation in the pit of his stomach.
In seconds he was clutching his stomach and breaking out into a cold sweat. He needed to use the bathroom and he needed to use it now. Without warning he shot up like a rocket and began to run off.
Sakura saw this and was left baffled as her teammate had sudden look off like a bat out of hell. "Hey, Naruto!? Where are you going she called!?"
"I'll be right back!" was all Naruto could get out as he sprinted down the crowded street. Sakura just couldn't figure the guy out. He was finally all alone with her like he always wanted and then ran off. Maybe he was just shy?
Well whatever the reason there wasn't much she could do but wait. "Okay. two orders of Miso Ramen!" came a third voice.
Sakura looked down to see an older man placing two trays of ramen down of the ground in front of her. "Greetings... big lady! Welcome to Ichiraku Ramen." he then looked around briefly. "Where's Naruto? He never misses a ramen call."
Sakura gave the ramen stand owner a kind smile. "He said he'd be right back. Oh, and thank you for the food!"
"No problem. Any friend of Naruto's is a friend of mine, especially when he brings in celebrities." the middle aged man laughed.
Sakura merely blushed at his words. "Please, I'm no celebrity."
"Sure you are, you're Sakura Haruno. Everyone knows you!" The middle aged man smiled. "I have to get back to work now, please enjoy the ramen."
The owner then returned to his booth and left the giant alone in the street with the two orders. To her the tray was ridiculously tiny as well as the bowls. This would never fill her, that much was obvious, but the whole point of getting lunch wasn't about the food. So for now she'd be respectful and wait for Naruto to come back.
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45 minutes later
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"That little twerp ditched me." Sakura said to herself. She'd been sitting out in the street waiting like an idiot for the real to come back. The ramen was no doubt cold by now and she'd just about wasted all of her lunchtime on that blonde jerk!
Well he could forget about her be nicer in the future if this was how he was going treat her after trying to give him a chance. Her face scrunched up in an annoyed scowl as she looked down at the cold tray off soups.
As carefully as possible she reached down for a bowl and managed to grip it with her fingernails. Years of practice and failure had taught her how to grasp certain things like bowls with this method, though some small items remain beyond her.
She lifted the bowl to her mouth flipped the contents onto her tongue. She couldn't really taste it too well as it was like a drop to her. She then placed the bowl back down and eyes the second one with annoyance. If Naruto wasn't coming back then he didn't need his food. She then repeated the same action and down his. Again she couldn't really taste it, but she could tell it was cold.
She stood up right after and looked towards the stall. "Thank you for the food, just put it on Naruto's tab."
Without waiting for a reply she walked off in a huff after such a waste of time.
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