Not that comfortable with getting serenaded... [English], nu med kakaomælk

"Uhm.. no. Why.. Why would something be wrong? You're gorgeous. Sexy."
...bad, bad liar. As usual.

She sighed. "A certain something usually pokes at me right about now." she pointed out.

"I'm.. just.. stressed.. out.. I guess."
He very pointedly wasn't looking her in the face.

"Don't lie to me, 'Nato." a finger under his chin forced him to look her in the eyes.

"I'm... not.." More like, consciously avoiding telling all of the truth. He did not want her any more involved in this, and he did not want to share any more details.

She did come to her own conclusion, though. "It's still the thing with Kakashi, isn't it?"

No answer. He just let himself flop back on her bed with a sigh, feeling just as limp as his penis.

"... I'll take that as a yes." she muttered. "If... If you like him, then... It's.... It's fine, I already told you."

"I. DON'T. LIKE. HIM." Minato said with emphasis. "It's just.. he keeps.. Well, he apparently likes me."

"Uhm... Yeah, I'd guessed that much."

"And now he wrote me a love song. Plus, I made him cry when I told him I wasn't interested. So yeah," said a moping Minato. "So can I just stay in your bed for the rest of the school year?"

She sighed. "You know you can't do that, 'Nato."

"It seems like a pretty good idea right now." He pulled her covers over his head.

She sighed and reached out to gently rub his shoulder. "But you can't."

"I can't fix it anyway, might as well not try," said her covers.

She sighed. "I still think you should give it a try."

"Try what?" asked the covered heap with some trepidation. "Him? Not going to happen."

She sighed. "There has to be something with it if you can't even get hard when I rub you. Just about anything does it, usually."

"Are you saying I'm not getting hard for you because it's him I want!?" Minato yanked the covers away and stared at her in disbelief.

"I..." she sighed. "It kinda feels like it..." she muttered and bit her lip.

"What the.. no. Nononono! 'Shina, that's not it! I don't want him, not at all! It's just, I'm not.. it's this whole mess! I'm.. I'm really not gay and you're.. You're gorgeous, I mean look at you, he's.. he's got weird hair. And he's too skinny." Minato rambled.

She sighed. "I'm not saying you're gay. Just... Perhaps bi. Or, well, most likely since it happened." she sighed. Then she smiled a little. "And sweet of you to say, but... Gorgeous isn't really a word suited for use with me, 'ttebane."

"I'll say what I think. And you're gorgeous," Minato grumbled stubbornly. "And I don't care if I'm .. bi, or whatever, because it's only you I want. Not him and his.. his.. weird things.. weirdness."

She sighed, then smiled. "Minato. Seriously. It's okay if... If you think he looks nice. Hey, I did, and do, too." a small shrug.

"And I don't. I think he should just.. just stop. All this. I've got what I want. And it's not him." Then he hid under her covers again. "I'm not leaving."