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Hinata had always hated these forma

Hinata had always hated these formal functions.

Granted, she had grown up as the Hyuuga heiress, and consequently, was more than familiar with them, but that didn't mean she enjoyed them. If anything, she barely tolerated them.

All she had wanted to day was spend a nice quiet evening with her boyfriend; who, at the moment, wasn't here... Well, at least not in spirit, anyway, that's for sure.

She could hardly recognise the man before her. He just wasn't acting like himself at all tonight! Sure, his typically outlandish behaviour would not have been suitable in this kind of environment, but she hated to see him like this regardless. His normally exuberant, cheerful demeanour was shrouded by an impassive, nonchalant expression. His typically unruly blonde hair now sat limp upon his head, finally flat and immobile after the hours he'd spent in front of the mirror with gel and a brush. His sparkling blue eyes also fell victim to this facade, now appearing dull and vacant as they bored through their surroundings. Even his normally ludicrously bright orange jumpsuit had been abandoned in favour of a midnight blue button-up shirt and some dark slacks.

"Is something the matter, Hinata?" The blonde queried, as he noticed her pale eyes studying his form curiously.

"No, Naruto-kun... Nothing at all."

But really, they both knew that that was not the case.

.

The walk home was silent; silent and uncomfortable.

Well, at least, for Hinata it was.

Normally she didn't mind it when the gaps or pauses in their conversation, often finding the quiet that existed between them comforting. But at the moment, her mind was in turmoil as she ran through the night's events, over and over, trying to understand the motivation behind her usually outlandish boyfriend's actions. What puzzled the young woman even further was the fact that Naruto hadn't said a word since they had left. Normally, after attending an event like that, the blonde would be chatting in an exuberant about how boring and condescending the people there had been.

But tonight, he hadn't said anything like that. Not a word.

Surely there was something that Hinata was missing here. What was wrong with him? Was he aware that she'd noticed his abrupt change in behaviour and think that he'd upset her? Had she been that obvious?

In retrospect, she realised the act; or at least the young man's efforts to keep it up; were rather sweet, really. She had told him how important this function was too her family, and how he needed to be on his best behaviour. He had certainly gone above and beyond her expectations of what his best behaviour was.

Though, at the same time, she couldn't help but feel as though he had overdone it with the formalities just a little bit.

That was an understatement, for sure.

She glanced across at the blonde, his presentation, upon their departure from the function, now appearing much more familiar to her. His hair had returned to its normal dishevelled state, his shirt had been untucked and his jacket thrown half hazardly over his shoulder as he slowly paced through the entrance to their apartment.

"Man, these dress shoes sure are a pain," Naruto declared, finally speaking to her for the first time in what felt like hours, as he tore his right one off and tossed it aside dramatically.

It struck the hardwood floors with a dull thud that resonated throughout the silent room. Hinata glanced down at the aforementioned object with curiosity, before she responded.

"Naruto-kun?" Hinata inquired curiously, watching her boyfriend as he made his way over to the couch, slouching resignedly against it.

"Don't get me wrong, I do like my dress shoes..." Naruto continued, taking his time to slip his left one off carefully and examine it, his fingers stroking over their dark leather texture.

"Well, I mean, they're nice for formal events, and they look good when they're all polished and shiny... But, they're just too much effort for me." he added, as a black tie was loosened and pulled from around his neck, before joining the small pile of clothes forming across from him.

Hinata said nothing, but instead chose to watch on quitely, still not completely certain about what the blonde was getting at.

Noting her silence, Naruto felt compelled to elaborate.

"I have to polish them and I can't be too rough with them, otherwise they'll get scuffed and ruined, and all my effort will be in vain... And what for? So I can look nice for one evening? Really, it just doesn't seem worth the effort. Besides, they're just a charade. This whole formal, elegant thing really doesn't suit me at all. I don't know why I even bother with it sometimes."

"Is something wrong, Naruto? Hinata inquired, moving closer to the towards the man before her.

"I wanted to impress your them tonight, Hinata. Your father, the Hyuuga elders.." Naruto's head bowed slightly and his voice lowered as he spoke, his actions only working to obscure his face from her more. It was almost as if he was ashamed of something. "I wanted them to think that I was 'appropriate' suitor for you. I didn't want to embarrass you tonight... But I get the feeling I messed up."

"You could never embarass me, Naruto-kun..." Hinata spoke softly, reassuringly."But the man who came tonight, did. That man wasn't Uzumaki Naruto."

When the blonde didn't respond, Hinata moved gracefully around the couch, sitting across from the blonde and facing him. Pale lavender orbs gazing deeply into his own blue eyes; eyes that were clouded with an uncharacteristic sense of hesitance.

"I don't want you to think that you have to change yourself for the benefit of me or my clan, Naruto-kun," Hinata spoke confidently, "How they feel about you isn't important to me and ultimately doesn't matter."

The blonde faced away from the woman before him stubbornly, his lips forming an almost playful pout as she spoke. Hinata gradually shuffled closer in response, moving to gently rest her forehead comfortably against his own.

"I love you for who you are, Naruto-kun," she continued her voice lowering to an alluring, gentle whisper, as her dark locks tickling against his bare neck and shoulders. "For your strengths, your flaws... For everything that you fight against and hold inside you, but were too afraid to let anyone see. I never want you to feel ashamed for who you are, because you changed me. You helped me find faith and confidence in myself, to fight for what I believe in, and to never go back on my word... And my father, or anyone else in the Hyuuga clan can't understand that, then I feel sorry for them... Because if they saw what I saw, they would know that not only are you the strongest, most loyal and most resilient shinobi in all of the village, but also the kindest and most compassionate man that I know... But most of all, they would know that you were the man I love, and more than worthy of my heart."

As the reassuring words of the woman before him gradually sank in, the smallest ghost of a smile pulled at Naruto's lips.

"You know," he muse as his lean fingers slowly stroked over the soft contours of her cheek, "While I do like my dress shoes, what I really prefer are my sneakers."

"Naruto-kun?" Hinata whispered, curious as to where he was going.

"I know I can't exactly wear them to a formal event like that, and I wouldn't. I'm just saying, when it comes down to it, I'd much rather wear them. They're much more comfortable, and they're just easier." He continued, completely unphased by his girlfriend's confusion.

"Sure, they might hurt and even seem awkward at first, but they accept me as I am. They mould and accommodate me in a way that makes me feel comfortable, just like you."

The calloused, tanned plains of his hands, slowly grazed up her shoulder blade. Hinata could feel goosebumps prickling her skin as the piercing gaze of the man before her, never left her own.

"I had to work my ass off every day to try and gain the respect of love of those around me. And sure, in the end, it worked, and it made me feel happy and accepted. But you always loved and admired me Hinata. I never had to dress up and act like high class snob. You've always accepted me for who I was, no matter what."

"You are my sneaker, Hinata-chan." Naruto smiled softly, his arms enveloping her frame warmly.

Hinata couldn't help but notice the heat that slowly overwhelmed her features, and was certain there was now a soft blush dusting her cheeks. She glanced done at her feet bashfully, doing her best to avoid his the deep, penetrating gaze of his ocean blue eyes.

"That has to be the cheesiest thing I have ever heard."

Naruto could only chuckle in response.
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Hinata selalu telah membenci fungsi formal.Memang, dia telah membesar sebagai pewaris Hyuuga, dan akibatnya, lebih akrab dengan mereka, tapi itu tidak berarti dia menikmati mereka. Jika ada, dia hampir tidak ditoleransi mereka.Semua ia ingin hari adalah menghabiskan malam tenang yang bagus dengan pacarnya; yang, pada saat ini, tidak di sini... Yah, setidaknya tidak dalam Roh, lagi pula, itu sudah pasti.Dia hampir tidak dapat mengenali orang sebelum dia. Dia hanya tidak bertindak seperti dirinya sekali malam ini! Tentu, perilaku aneh biasanya sudah pasti tidak cocok dalam lingkungan semacam ini, tapi dia benci melihatnya seperti ini terlepas. Nya biasanya meriah, ceria sikap terselubung oleh ekspresi pasif, acuh tak acuh. Biasanya tegar rambut pirang sekarang duduk pincang atas kepalanya, akhirnya datar dan bergerak setelah jam ia menghabiskan di depan cermin dengan gel dan kuas. Matanya biru berkilau juga jatuh korban ke façade ini, sekarang muncul membosankan dan kosong ketika mereka bosan melalui lingkungan mereka. Bahkan ia biasanya ludicrously cerah pakaian terusan oranye telah ditinggalkan midnight blue tombol-up kemeja dan celana panjang beberapa gelap."Adalah sesuatu hal, Hinata?" Pirang tanya, karena ia melihat matanya pucat belajar bentuk anehnya."Tidak, Naruto-kun... Tidak ada sama sekali."Tapi sungguh, mereka berdua tahu bahwa itu tidak terjadi..Berjalan pulang adalah diam; diam dan tidak nyaman.Yah, setidaknya, untuk Hinata itu.Biasanya dia tidak keberatan ketika kesenjangan atau jeda dalam percakapan mereka, sering mencari ketenangan yang ada antara mereka yang menghibur. Tetapi pada saat ini, pikirannya dalam kekacauan karena ia berlari melalui peristiwa malam itu, berulang-ulang, mencoba untuk memahami motivasi di balik tindakan pacarnya biasanya aneh. Yang membingungkan wanita muda lebih jauh adalah fakta bahwa Naruto tidak mengatakan apa-apa sejak mereka meninggalkan. Biasanya, setelah menghadiri acara seperti itu, pirang akan chatting di bersemangat tentang bagaimana membosankan dan merendahkan orang di sana telah.Tapi malam ini, dia tidak mengatakan apa-apa seperti itu. Bukan sebuah kata.Pasti ada sesuatu yang Hinata hilang di sini. Apa yang salah dengan dia? Apakah ia menyadari bahwa ia telah melihat nya tiba-tiba mengubah perilaku dan berpikir bahwa dia akan marah dirinya? Dia telah yang jelas?Dalam retrospeksi, ia menyadari undang-undang; atau setidaknya upaya orang muda untuk keep it up; itu agak manis, benar-benar. Dia akan menceritakan padanya betapa pentingnya fungsi ini adalah terlalu keluarganya, dan bagaimana ia perlu berada pada perilaku terbaik. Dia pasti pergi atas dan di luar harapan dia dari apa yang perilakunya yang terbaik.Meskipun, pada saat yang sama, dia tidak bisa membantu tetapi merasa seolah-olah dia telah berlebihan itu dengan segala formalitas hanya sedikit.Itu adalah sebuah pernyataan, pasti.Dia melirik di pirang, presentasi, saat mereka berangkat dari fungsi, sekarang muncul lebih akrab dengannya. Rambutnya kembali ke keadaan dishevelled normal, kemeja untucked dan jaket dibuang setengah hazardly atas bahu-Nya sebagai ia perlahan-lahan berjalan melalui pintu masuk ke apartemen."Manusia, gaun ini Sepatu pasti adalah rasa sakit," Naruto menyatakan, akhirnya berbicara kepadanya untuk pertama kalinya dalam apa yang terasa seperti jam, sebagaimana Dia mengoyakkan tepat dan melemparkan samping secara dramatis.Ini melanda lantai kayu dengan bunyi gedebuk yang membosankan yang bergaung seluruh ruangan diam. Hinata melirik ke objek tersebut dengan keingintahuan, sebelum dia menjawab."Naruto-kun?" Hinata bertanya Anehnya, menonton pacarnya ketika ia berjalan ke arah ke sofa, membungkuk resignedly terhadap hal itu."Don't get me wrong, saya suka sepatu saya..." Naruto melanjutkan, mengambil waktu untuk slip kiri satu off dengan hati-hati dan mempelajarinya, jarinya membelai atas tekstur kulit gelap mereka."Yah, maksudku, mereka baik untuk acara formal, dan mereka terlihat baik ketika mereka semua dipoles dan mengkilap... Tapi, mereka hanya terlalu banyak usaha untuk me."ia menambahkan, seperti dasi hitam melonggarkan dan ditarik dari lehernya, sebelum bergabung dengan tumpukan kecil pakaian yang membentuk di hadapannya.Hinata mengatakan apa-apa, tapi malah memilih untuk menonton di quitely, masih belum sepenuhnya yakin tentang pirang apa maksud.Mencatat keheningan, Naruto merasa terdorong untuk menguraikan."Aku harus memoles mereka dan aku tidak bisa terlalu kasar dengan mereka, kalau tidak mereka akan mendapatkan lecet dan hancur dan semua upaya akan sia-sia... Dan untuk apa? Jadi saya dapat terlihat bagus untuk satu malam? Sungguh, hal itu tidak sebanding dengan usaha. Selain itu, mereka akan hanya palsu. Hal ini seluruh formal, elegan benar-benar tidak sesuai dengan saya sama sekali. Aku tidak tahu mengapa aku bahkan repot-repot dengan itu kadang-kadang.""Adalah sesuatu yang salah, Naruto? Hinata bertanya, bergerak lebih dekat untuk menuju orang sebelum dia."Saya ingin mengesankan Anda mereka malam ini, Hinata. Ayah, para tua-tua Hyuuga.." Naruto kepala membungkuk sedikit dan suaranya menurunkan ketika ia berbicara, tindakannya hanya bekerja untuk mengaburkan wajah-Nya dari dia lebih. Itu hampir seolah-olah ia adalah malu tentang sesuatu. "Saya ingin mereka untuk berpikir bahwa aku adalah 'sesuai' pelamar untuk Anda. Aku tidak ingin mempermalukan Anda malam ini... "Tapi aku merasa aku mengacaukan.""Anda tidak pernah bisa mempermalukan saya, Naruto-kun..." Hinata berbicara lembut, meyakinkan."Tetapi orang yang datang malam ini. Bahwa manusia tidak Uzumaki Naruto."Ketika si pirang tidak merespon, Hinata pindah anggun di sekitar sofa, duduk di pirang dan menghadap ke arahnya. Bola-bola pucat lavender yang memandang secara mendalam ke dalam sendiri biru mata; mata yang telah berkabut dengan rasa seperti biasanya keragu-raguan."Saya tidak ingin Anda berpikir bahwa Anda harus mengubah diri untuk kepentingan saya atau saya Marga, Naruto-kun," Hinata berbicara dengan penuh percaya diri, "Bagaimana mereka merasa tentang Anda tidak penting bagi saya dan pada akhirnya tidak peduli."Pirang menghadapi dari wanita sebelum dia keras kepala, bibirnya membentuk cemberut hampir menyenangkan ketika dia berbicara. Hinata secara bertahap berjalan lebih dekat sebagai tanggapan, pindah ke lembut beristirahat dahi nyaman terhadap dirinya sendiri."Aku cinta padamu untuk yang Anda berada, Naruto-kun," lanjutnya suaranya menurunkan untuk memikat, lembut berbisik, sebagai rambut gelap menggelitik terhadap telanjang leher dan bahu. "Untuk kekuatan Anda, kekurangan Anda... Untuk segala sesuatu yang Anda melawan dan tahan di dalam diri Anda, tapi itu terlalu takut untuk membiarkan siapa pun yang melihat. Aku tidak pernah ingin kau merasa malu untuk siapa Anda adalah, karena Anda mengubah saya. Anda membantu saya menemukan iman dan kepercayaan pada diri sendiri, untuk berjuang untuk apa yang saya percaya dalam, dan tidak pernah kembali pada kata-kata saya... Dan ayah saya, atau orang lain dalam klan Hyuuga tidak bisa memahami bahwa, maka aku merasa kasihan pada mereka... Karena jika mereka melihat apa yang saya lihat, mereka akan tahu bahwa tidak hanya Anda yang paling kuat, paling setia dan shinobi paling tangguh di seluruh desa, tetapi juga yang paling baik dan paling penyayang orang yang aku tahu... Tapi kebanyakan dari semua, mereka akan tahu bahwa Anda adalah orang yang aku cinta, dan lebih dari layak hatiku."Sebagai meyakinkan kata perempuan itu sebelum dia secara bertahap tenggelam di, hantu terkecil senyum ditarik pada bibir Naruto."Kau tahu," ia muse sebagai jarinya ramping yang perlahan-lahan membelai atas kontur lembut nya pipi, "Sementara aku suka sepatu saya, apa yang saya benar-benar suka adalah sepatu saya.""Naruto-kun?" Hinata berbisik, ingin tahu mana ia pergi."Aku tahu aku tidak bisa benar-benar memakai mereka untuk acara formal seperti itu, dan aku tidak akan. Aku hanya mengatakan, ketika itu bermuara pada itu, aku lebih suka memakai mereka. Mereka merasa jauh lebih nyaman, dan mereka hanya lebih mudah." Dia melanjutkan, sepenuhnya unphased oleh pacarnya kebingungan."Tentu saja, mereka mungkin sakit dan bahkan tampak canggung pada awalnya, tapi mereka menerima saya seperti saya. Mereka cetakan dan menampung saya dengan cara yang membuat saya merasa nyaman, seperti Anda."Kapal, kecokelatan dataran tangannya, perlahan-lahan menyerempet up nya tulang belikat. Hinata bisa merasakan merinding prickling kulitnya sebagai pandangan menusuk orang sebelum dia, tidak pernah meninggalkan Dia sendiri."Aku harus bekerja ass saya dari setiap hari untuk mencoba dan mendapatkan rasa hormat dari kasih orang-orang di sekitar saya. Dan tentu saja, pada akhirnya, itu bekerja, dan itu membuat saya merasa bahagia dan diterima. Tapi Anda selalu mencintai dan mengagumi saya Hinata. Aku tidak pernah harus berdandan dan bertindak seperti kelas tinggi sombong. Anda telah selalu diterima saya untuk siapa saya adalah, apa pun.""Anda adalah sepatu saya, Hinata-chan." Naruto tersenyum lembut, lengannya membungkus bingkai nya hangat.Hinata tidak bisa membantu tetapi pemberitahuan panas yang perlahan-lahan kewalahan kecantikannya, dan pasti ada sekarang blush lembut debu pipi. Dia melirik dilakukan kakinya bashfully, melakukan yang terbaik untuk menghindari nya mendalam, menembus tatapan matanya laut biru."Yang harus menjadi hal yang cheesiest yang pernah saya dengar."Naruto hanya bisa tertawa di respon.
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