A.N: Short drabbles that are connected to each other about Shikamaru and Hinata's fluff romance at a literature club in high school.

Little Things: One

Her eyes stared at the wooden door knowing very well who would be on the other side of it. She couldn't help but to glance down at her shoes as her stomach began to create random butterflies inside. The habit of poking her index fingers brought her back to the days of standing in front of her father with his disillusionment eyes except in this situation it wasn't due to fear of disappointment, but more of fear of making a fool out of herself. She did not wish or the events that happened last meeting to reoccur again.

Hinata heard laughter coming from the other side of the door and that caused her to make a decision: bolt out and come back the next meeting. And she knew all too well that she wouldn't be coming back to that room, not after what happened last time.

Just as she was about to leave, the door to the room she dreaded to go inside; opened. Her eyes widen and her hands clutched together as her palms began to sweat. The blood of her heart began to flow upwards to her cheeks causing her body temperature to become hot. How she wished she had taken Tenten's invitation to go get ice cream since her volleyball club activities were cancelled due to some scheduling problems with the basketball team.

"Hey Hinata you're here!" shouted an overjoyed male that was most likely a couple of inches taller than her. "Hey Shikamaru, she came back!"

Oh how she wished she left school with her bun haired friend. Cautiously she turned her head to face the overzealous blond teenager. His smile was contagious, but when she smiled at him it was more of a twitch of nervousness. She had been caught just as she was going to leave the building.

"H-Hello Uzumaki-kun…" she stuttered out. Not wanting to stay she quickly rambled inside her head what excuse she could give to the blond. But wait did he say Shikamaru? Oh no.

"So you're going to join the Literature Club? Have you turned in your admission paper to Chojuro-senpai and Kurotsuchi-senpai?" asked the curious Uzumaki Naruto as he was happy to see her.

The sheepish Hinata gave him only silence as she looked down at the ground. She could not answer him as her voice was stuck. It was as if someone had robbed the sound of her voice the moment she saw the blond face to face. What could she say to him after last club meeting?

"Hey you two," uttered the voice that gave her stomach butterflies to stir uncontrollably. "Naruto you need to put the books away just like Kurotsuchi-senpai said to do. I don't want to deal with her temper."

His onyx eyes were staring right at her milky white ones. It was those eyes that caused her to question everything she desired. Now everything was just a mystery.

Just like his onyx eyes.