A/N: Don't ask. I blame my overactive imagination while binging on Numb3rs. It also gave me time to think that Numb3rs were one of the few that didn't have a Naruto crossover, so I decided why not rise up and start a new trend. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: No own Numb3rs or Naruto

Charlie didn't know what he was thinking. Then again, that was the plan. Pushing Hinata against the wall, he latched his lips onto her neck, a groan being muffled by her skin just as Hinata lets out a small moan. He wasn't going to think, tonight was all about pleasure for both him and his...girlfriend.

Separating from her neck, Charlie latched back to Hinata's lips and savored that sweet taste of the coffee the two had before this happened. Tongues were dueling as hands were exploring the other. In the back of his mind, Charlie was wondering how this could have happened, and why he exactly couldn't care. There were times he wanted to just not think, not be Charlie Eppes, FBI consultant and CalSci math professor. Right now, he just wanted to be Charlie Eppes, a normal guy making out with his date while his father and older brother were out.

"C-Charlie," Hinata squeaked out when his hands went under her black sweatshirt and then the T-shirt worn underneath, feeling the cool skin underneath.

Charlie stopped his movements and looked at Hinata, his brown eyes half lidded and his mouth slightly opened as a way to catch his breath. Hinata's own lavender eyes- eyes that were mysterious and yet mesmerizing- were also half-lidded and her lips opened and swollen from what just happened, going well with the flush on her cheeks. Charlie wouldn't be surprised if his cheeks were just as red.

"Sorry, did I take it too far?" Charlie asked, removing his hands and moving them to her shoulders. They relaxed under his touch, and Hinata could only give a relaxed smile.

"N-No, just shocked." she admitted, "How d-did this h-happen anyway?"

This time it was Charlie's turn to smile as he gently puller her away from the wall and led her back to the couch. On the coffee table in front of it was Hinata's sketch pad in which a portrait of Charlie and Don was seen. It wasn't pro-level per say- Charlie could see small things out of symmetry- but Charlie loved it, and he was sure Don would too.

"I believe you were showing me this, and I was showing you my thanks," Charlie explained, pointing to said sketch pad. He let out a small laugh as he sat Hinata down and watched Hinata's look of realization cross her face. She reached over and picked up the sketch pad, running her finger over Charlie's face.

"R-Right, you were showing where I-I can improve." she added.

"And then I said it looked perfect either way," Charlie concluded as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"After you t-told me how o-off I was i-in your eye proportions."

"I'm just saying, my eye's look a little too spaced out." Hinata playfully slapped her shoulder, her face bright red and smile still present, "Either way, it's perfect." he reassured before putting a gentle kiss on her cheek, "I wouldn't have done what I just did if I didn't like it."

Hinata squeaked at the comment while Charlie let out a loud laugh before placing his finger under her chin and making her look at him. Her face was still red and her hands were gripping her sketch pad in a firm grip. Charlie had seen her once focused on that one time. The complete focus in her eyes were what Don or his dad see whenever he's trying to solve a math equation. It was mesmerizing to say the least, and Charlie yearned to see that again.

"A-And here I t-thought you weren't l-like Don." she said before putting the sketch pad back on the table.

"Hey now, I take offense to that," Charlie said before taking Hinata's lips into a quick kiss. Another one came, and Charlie couldn't resist a third. He was about to go in for a fourth when he heard the all familiar sound of a key being turned and the door being unlocked.

"Charlie, I'm home," Alan said as he walked into the living room. His own brown eyes widened when he saw who was there with his youngest son, "Oh, I didn't know you were here Ms. Hyuuga."

Her face still red from their earlier activities, Hinata appeared as though she was trying to bury her face in Charlie's shoulder. Over the month or so Charlie and her had began this relationship, she had been a bit uneasy around Alan and Don. Well, she was slowly warming up to Don, but Alan was still at start.

"She stopped by while you were out," Charlie explained, his arm tightening a bit around her shoulder. He reached out for the sketch pad and held it up, "Wanted to show me this."

Alan let out an impressed whistle, "Haven't had a portrait of those two together in years."

Charlie rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress his smile, "Very funny, dad."

"You think I can buy that off you?" Alan asked as he walked to the side of the couch. He reached out for the sketch pad, waiting for Hinata to look at him. She did, hesitantly, and then nodded her head quickly. Alan gave a small smile before taking the sketch pad from his son, "I'm sure this place could use a little culture."

"Make sure to run it by the landlord first," Charlie commented. He watched his dad roll his eyes but smile.

"Fine, Charlie is it okay to hang this up in your house?"

"Of course, dad."

"You can be a real smartass, you know that Charlie?"

"I learned it from Don," Charlie replied before placing a light kiss on Hinata's head.
"Of course," Alan said, shaking his head, "Anyway, how much would like it for it, Ms. Hyuuga?"
Hinata tensed under Charlie's arms as her eyes lowered just a bit, "Uh...y-you don't have t-to worry M-Mr. Eppes. I-I was going t-to give it to Charlie anyway."

Alan only nodded, saying his thanks as he carefully tore the drawing from the pad and handed it back to Charlie who just placed it back on the table. There was a slight sense of awkwardness in the room afterwards before Alan excused himself upstairs, saying that he might have a frame for the portrait.

"You can trust him, you know," Charlie said when he was sure his father was out of earshot. His hand left her shoulder and travelled to her side, tracing circles over the fabric of the sweatshirt, "Dad's a good guy, and he's not going to screw up his son's love life."

Hinata didn't say anything, choosing to just lay her head on Charlie's shoulder. It was her way of saying that she didn't want to exactly talk about this. Although Charlie wanted to talk about the clear elephant in the room, he decided to let it drop and give another kiss on her forehead.

The two sat there for a few minutes before Charlie could hear the even breathing that meant Hinata had fallen asleep. Not being able to hold back a light chuckle, Charlie ran his fingers through her waist-length dark hair that somehow shined blue with the right lighting. She was mysterious in so many way, and it was one of the many things that attracts Charlie to her.

That, and she can make me somehow ignore my brain, Charlie thought to himself. Twirling a strand of hair around his finger, Charlie just sat there with a sleeping girl on his chest and enjoying the soft cooing sounds belonging to his girlfriend. Funny, how earlier he had a hard time thinking it, but now it was pretty easy.

A/N: Harder near the end to writ, but I hope I did good. Hope you like.