So my name is Hinata Hyuga. You may already know me, and if you do, then you know that I am super shy and super in love with…with…NARUTO!! Well, I look back and I say to myself…what was I thinking; I was way off. So yea, a lot has changed since then. For example I have moved on to a new love, Kiba.
How could I have not seen it before? He is so kind, and sweet, and gentle. I know you're probably thinking Kiba?! Well too bad. I am in love with him. And until that day, our love was pure and innocent. You know, high school love. After all, I was only a freshman. Kiba on the other hand, was a junior. And I never realized how much of an effect the age difference could make…until that day. Everything seemed to change that day. We began moving at hurricane wind speeds. Rushing and whirling, I couldn't tell which way was up! But you know what…I liked it.
So let me begin to explain: being the good boyfriend he is, Kiba made sure I was good and ready until we shared our first kiss together, my FIRST kiss ever. Of course, it had not been his. Still, he made sure I was good and ready. Then we started going to the movies and sitting in the back rows and well you know what couples do in the back rows. We were just making out though, nothing too dramatic. And one time I went over to his house when his parents weren't home and we would make out in his room. Just make out. I always saw it as an expression of pure love, a way to share our feelings with one another, a way to become as close as possible. I never saw it as lust or sex or any of that kind of thing. It was just simple high school love. There we were sitting on his bed making out, when I got a bored of making out and wanted some water, so I asked him to get me some.
"Umm…Kiba…do you think you could get me some water please."
"Ok…just hold on a second."
I stood up and waited for him to stand up too. A few seconds past and he still was sitting down and I wanted my water.
"Kiba, let's go…I'm thirsty."
"Hold on a bit, Hinata, I can't stand up right now."
I couldn't understand why. Was he tired? Or just lazy…
"Why not Kiba?"
"I can't stand up yet"
"I don't understand Kiba…"
" Haha, Hinata you are so innocent."
Suddenly, Kiba's mom came in. She was cool with me being in their house as long as she was there too.
"Kiba, honey…can you take out the trash?"
"Hold on a sec mom."
"No right now Kiba, or else Hinata will have to leave."
"Ok mom…darnnit. Be back soon Hinata."
"Ok…"
Kiba stood up and I suddenly realized what he had been talking about earlier. A bulge in his pants stood out clear as day when he stood up. I stifled a giggle.
"What is it Hinata?"
"Oh… I just understand now…"
"Oh so you do?"
He smirked at me. A sexy smile I never saw from him before. Suddenly I wanted to make out with him again. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it in for a kiss. But he pulled back.
"Hinata, if you understand you should know this is not helping. I have to go take out the trash now, my mom will see."
I giggled again and smirked back at him.
"I know"
He left the room.
I never realized before the power of lust, or the addiction. The feeling of being able to have that affect on some one. It was exhilarating. And even after that day I still was pretty clueless. It was the day after when I finally had my first taste. The day my love and I were thrown onto a relentless rollercoaster of love and passion, only held back by the restraints of our age and capabilities. Not to mention we weren't completely without morals.