Naruto: Narutox(M)Reader 2, You're smile

Naruto pulled me by the hand through the forest on the well beaten path.  He seemed very excited to be seeing my house, even though it definitely wasn't anything special.  Though he did not know the way, the path was quite visible and there was no need to ask.  As we kept travelling, however, the path grew more and more difficult to find, shrubbery and trees crossing into it.  Naruto would ask every once in a while where to go, glancing back at me and smiling widely, and I would reply with a half smile and trying not to trip as we ran.

"Aahh!!"

He stopped so suddenly that I ran into his back.  It was quite muscular, and he was surprisingly tall when I stood so close.

He flipped around and looked me over worriedly.  "Are you ok?" he asked, going a hundred miles an hour.  "I'm sorry I stopped so fast, I was just happy to be at your house finally!"  He smiled as though this were like defeating God Himself.

I smiled and pushed past him, pulling him towards the small house nearly hidden as much as the path leading to it.  "It's definitely not much," I called as we jumped up the steps to the door, "but it works for me."  I fumbled for the rusty old key in my pocket and opened the white door in need of a paint job.  The entire house could use a paint job, I thought as I walked through the dark, naturally-lit, small living room, joined to the dining room by the kitchen.  I didn't turn to face Naruto because I was so embarrassed of the small place.  His must be so much better, bigger, more like a real house.  Leading him to a small chair in the living room, I ran to the kitchen to get some snacks and drinks.

"This is a great place you have!" Naruto shouted from the living room.  His bright orange hair and giddily curious eyes popped from behind the doorway.  "It's amazing!  I've never seen anything like it!"

I smiled shyly, handing him some pocky and walking him back into the living room.  "It's really small, but it works, you know?"  I sat on the floor, and instead of taking the chair, Naruto plopped down rather close next to me.  His eyes wandered over everything in the room with a sort of wonder and wild excitement.  I'd never seen anyone look at my house this way.  Then again, no one had ever been to my house.

I fingered with the ends of my skirt nervously, acutely aware of the old, antique-looking living space.  "So do you want to study out on the porch?" I asked him, staring at my worn carpet.  "It's brighter out there and we have more space..."  My sentence faded off with my confidence to continue.

Naruto looked at me curiously.  "We can study outside if you want," he said in a confused voice.  "But inside it's so much cozier.  I love this place!"

I blushed.  My house?  Loved by anyone else but myself?  And even that was just barely cutting it.

We studied outside in the sunlit, tree-filled exterior, laying on the porch and quizzing each other.  It was quite enjoyable, to my surprise.  There was much contagious giggling from Naruto, which I soon joined into.  But whenever I smiled, Naruto would freeze up and stare, until I wondered if my teeth were broken or stained or something.

When he finally did it for the seventh time (yes, I had been counting), the sun was low in the sky behind the canopy of green, invisible and yet the only illumination, upon which our eyes depended greatly.  "Naruto, why do you stare at me when I smile?" I asked, self-consciously rubbing my bottom lip.  "Is there something wrong with my teeth?"

He stopped smiling and his expression turned to shock instead.  His spiky hair lit up like a firework or an explosion of colour, so bright it was difficult to look at.  The deep, clear, sea-blue of his eyes overwhelmed me.  The combination of the two totally opposite colours was so unexpectedly beautiful that I almost forgot the current conversation.  His voice brought me back to reality.

"Y-you think you're teeth are stained?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips and his eyes squinting with delight.  It caused me to blush.  Was he making fun of me now?  "No, your smile is perfect!  I've never seen anything so perfect or beautiful or..."

He faltered, a blush creeping along his face.  I smiled again, slowly but filled with happiness.  "Naruto," I began, "I know you don't really have anywhere to call 'home'... so... why not stay here?  Since we're study partners and all..."

His smile widened, and that incredibly joyful face returned, filled with light.  "That sounds great!" he exclaimed.