Disclaimer: I know you a lot of you dislike seeing this at the top of your story (to be honest, I'm the same), but I feel the need to insert one just to save my hide from the vicious fan base that would not be too impressed if I didn't put one.

I do not own Naruto.

Now enjoy the story that I wrote, and then rewrote multiple times.

Chapter One
A Beautiful, Boyish Mystery

She was perfection. The way her indigo hair ruffled when the wind swept through Konoha. How she put her two index fingers together when she was nervous. The stutter that decorated her voice. Her pale, yet bright eyes. Hyūga Hinata was the most amazing girl he had ever laid eyes on.

His breath caught in his chest. She was gracefully walking towards him, a shy smile on her face. He didn't understand why she liked that Uzumaki Naruto guy, he was totally wrong for her.

"H-hi Kiba..." Her shy smile got a bit wider, a trace of blush was on her cheeks. His heart pounded in his chest. That was his name that danced out of her mouth, Kiba, Inuzuka Kiba. He tried to correct his train of thought, bring it out of the dream that flooded his mind. He wrestled with it, but he wasn't the one that broke the wall between his thoughts and reality. Akamaru, his canine sidekick brought him back to the current time and date with a quick, high pitched bark.

"Hey Hinata." Kiba avoided eye contact, for fear of all his feelings being shown to her in a single moment.

"Y-you will never g-guess what happened to me t-today!" Her face instantly brightened and she plopped down beside him under the old and majestic oak tree. The leaves danced in the breeze, as did her hair. You really are an angel. Kiba wanted to tell her right there, but he wanted to hear what she was talking about first. "It w-was the m-most memera-able thing I have ever ex-experienced! N-naruto, w-well, he, he... H-he asked me on a d-date Kiba!" Her index fingers were doing the that thing they did when she was nervous.

Kiba wanted to yell and scream. Hell, part of him even wanted to cry. Hinata could be so blind sometimes. Everyone knew that Naruto was head-over-heels in love with Haruno Sakura, well, everyone but Hinata apparently. Akamaru sensed that Kiba was upset and quickly licked his cheek and let a tiny little bark escape his muzzle. Kiba smiled, sighed, and looked Hinata in the eyes. She had a worried look on her face. Kiba was her best friend, and she relied on his opinion.

"That's great Hinata, I'm so happy for you." Kiba let a smile spread across his face. It wasn't a total lie, he was happy. If Hinata was happy, he was happy, that's how it worked in his world. He loved her so much it hurt, but he had to let Hinata make her own decisions.

"Oh Kiba! I-I'm so glad that you a-approve of Na-naruto. You have n-no idea w-what this mean to m-me." Hinata did that thing with her index fingers again, she was nervous. Kiba was left clueless. Part of him wanted to know why she was nervous, another part wanted to tell her the truth, and the rest just wanted to haul ass over to Naruto and beat the shit out of that fool. Nobody won, because Hinata got up with a smile and walked off before a decision could be made on what to do, leaving Akamaru and Kiba alone under the oak tree.

"I hate that Uzumaki idiot, Hinata deserves better." A scowl soon replaced the smile that was left from Hinata's visit. 'She deserves me' Kiba thought to himself.

He stood up and walked away from the oak tree, holding in his emotions, while Akamaru trailed behind. There was a wound that needed to be cleaned and healed, before it got infected and ended up destroying Kiba. He sauntered off, hoping that maybe a walk through the forest would help him relax. He turned to Akamaru, who instantly knew what do and let out a reply to his best friend, walked up beside Kiba and gave his face a quick but slobbery lick. A smile crept across Inuzuka Kiba's face. If there was something wrong, Akamaru was the one that made everything alright. Kiba climbed onto Akamaru's back and the two galloped into the dense forest and disappeared from the world for a while, just to cool off.

Hinata was busy at home getting ready for her date with Naruto. Just the thought of the spiky blonde haired boy sent her pulse racing. Warmth crept into her cheeks as thoughts of his smile and laughter filled her brain. She quickly re-brushed her hair, making sure to secure the fly-a-ways with a little hair spray. Her pale eyes shone brightly at her reflection in the mirror. She had tamed her hair, and her make up was simple, but still noticeable. Her cheeks started to blush as she fantasized about how Naruto would react to her tonight. A smile spread across her face as she picked out her outfit. Her closet was filled with different styles of clothing, but none seemed to stand out. Hinata settled for a pair of black skinny jeans, a tight purple t-shirt and a light jacket. Seeing as it was April, she wouldn't need a heavy coat, but she couldn't just run around in a t-shirt. To top it of, she threw on a stylish, yet oh-so comfortable, pair of beige moccasin ankle boots.

Before Hinata knew it, the doorbell to her house released a loud melody. Her heart pounded in her chest while moisture slicked her palms. Before she knew it, she was standing in front her, closed, front door, nervously putting her two index fingers together. 'Snap out of it Hinata! This is the boy of your dreams and you aren't going to open the door?' Hinata thought to herself. She reached for the handle and finally opened the door.

Naruto's face was decorated with his lopsided grin, as usual. Hinata's heart was running a marathon in her chest. The smell of his cologne danced in the air, mingled with the light smell of lavender that floated around Hinata. Naruto was the first to talk.

"Wow Hinata, you look really nice! So I was thinking, maybe we could go to Ichiraku Ramen Bar and then go to the movies?" Naruto let out a nervous laugh, he was hoping that Hinata wouldn't mind, and when she nodded her head, his face brightened. "Okay, come on, let's go!"

The two of them walked towards the ramen bar that Naruto loved like no other, all the while barely talking. Naruto would ask Hinata questions, but she would only give short, quiet answers. The young Hyūga's face was decorated with a permanent blush, simply due to her proximity to the love of her life. Naruto seem oblivious to the fact that Hinata was madly in love with him, and Hinata seem too caught up in the idea of her and Naruto having a happy ending to realize his ignorance. Her mind was racing at the thoughts of a future with the hyperactive blonde. While Naruto's mind was just filled with thoughts of ramen, and what kind he wanted to fill his stomach with tonight.

Their night was as quiet as their walk to the ramen bar. Hinata's shy face tilted towards the ground, in constant observation of her feet. Naruto would sometimes break the silence by asking her questions or talking about the latest mission he went on with Sakura and Sai. Hinata would nod and smile but Naruto seemed to be too into his own thoughts to notice the outside world. As they neared the Hyuga grounds an awkward tension sparked between the two teens. Hinata's started to play with her fingers like she usually does when she becomes nervous, where Naruto just brushed it off. He didn't believe that he had anything to be nervous about. Standing at the gate to Hinata's home, Naruto smiled at the pale eyed heiress, making her cheeks turn an even darker shade of read then they already were.

"Goodnight Hinata," Naruto quickly leaned in and kissed Hinata on her cheek, leaving her speechless. "I'll see you tomorrow." And with that, the young fox silently walked way, leaving Hinata weak in the knees.

Hinata made her way to her room in a zombie like fashion. Her mind swirling like smoke from a freshly lit fire. But this fire wasn't just in her head, it was in her heart. The kiss that Uzumaki Naruto planted on her cheek burned a hole in her soul. To Hinata, it seemed as if every second she was near him, Naruto stole another piece of her heart while clearing away another place for memories of him in her mind. The young Hyūga flopped onto her bed, only to be jolted awake from her daydream by a noise at her window. The heiress jumped up into her gentle fist stance, only to recognize the intruder. Sitting on her window sill was her best friend and teammate; Inuzuka Kiba.

"K-kiba! Y-you scared t-the l-living d-daylights out of m-me!" Hinata let out a large sigh, and sat down on her bed. "W-where's Ak-akamaru?"

"He's out keeping watch, I'm just surprised that you didn't noticed me when you first walked in... I'm sorry for intruding, but I didn't think you would be out this late." Kiba tried to sound sorry for scaring her, but he was seething with anger after just witnessing Naruto weaken his angel's knees by kissing her on the cheek.

He was restraining himself at the moment. Kiba wanted to stay here and just talk with Hinata, while a large portion of himself wanted to follow Naruto and knock some sense into him. The part of him that wanted to stay won, as Hinata moved over and patted the spot beside her on the bed. His heart raced in his chest and his palms grew sweaty. Even after everything that happened, Kiba couldn't stay mad in her presence, she was just so beautiful and serene. Hinata knew when something was up with Kiba, and he usually didn't just drop by unannounced for no reason. There was always something behind it.

"Y-you know y-you ca-can tell me anything, I w-will, um, listen." Hinata started to poke her two index fingers together, just like she normally did when she was nervous. Kiba sighed, and stared at his feet. He wanted to tell her, he wanted to just let it all out... but she was in love with that Uzumaki fool, not him. It was made clear during the Chunin exams, when she gave him that medicine, and how her ninja way was exactly the same as that hot-headed fool's. Kiba couldn't believe that the sweet and caring Hinata had fallen for the oblivious and ridiculous Naruto. How could the world be so cruel?

"Thank you for the offer, but... it's just, well, you wouldn't understand..." Kiba felt like screaming the reason at her, because he just lied. She would understand his predicament, she lived it for a long time. Watching Naruto pin after Sakura, all the while Sakura had the hots for Sasuke. Everyone seemed to be in this ridiculous love triangle, or whatever shape it ended up as.

"Ju-just because I would-n't understand, doesn't me-mean that I wouldn't b-be a good listener..." Hinata started to blush and continued with her nervous habit, but her voice told a different story. He had hurt her, she was upset that Kiba would say something like. Hinata knew that Kiba understood the fact that he could tell anything to her, and that she wouldn't judge him, she was trustworthy like that. She respected people's privacy, and that was one of the many wonderful things about her.

Kiba instantly felt like taking back what he just said, it almost seemed as if he was insulting his beautiful angel, when he really didn't mean to. Yet he also knew that he couldn't tell Hinata, he just couldn't. Not just after seeing her kiss Naruto... the time will come when he could tell her his feelings, in a more proper manner. But right now, he just needed some space, time to think. He didn't want to burden Hinata, she already had so much on her plate.

"I'm sorry, but I, I just can't. Goodnight Hinata..." and with that, Kiba turned tail and sprang out the shy Hyuga's window, leaving Hinata in a haze of unanswered questions. He just couldn't deal with rejection right now, Kiba knew how Hinata felt about Naruto, and no matter what he did, he just couldn't change it. So having to compete with the knucklehead who just stole Hinata's first kiss wasn't on Kiba's mind. All he wanted was to escape, to leave and forget all about the heiress that just broke his boyish heart.

Kiba raced across Konoha, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. He didn't even bother to gather Akamaru, he knew the dog could find his own way home. The distance to the forest was lessening at a dramatic speed due to the rate Kiba was moving. He didn't think about the time, nor did he think about his mom and sister at home. The only think that was on his mind was the image of Naruto leaning down and kissing his precious angel on the cheek, leaving her weakened and in a trance. A roof tile cracked underneath his foot due to the sheer power that came down upon it. The thought of Naruto being with Hinata was driving him mad, and Kiba just couldn't take it anymore.

Within a split second the forest engulfed Kiba, but that wasn't the only thing. The Inuzuka's emotions took over. Lashing out at anything that was in his way, Kiba ripped a path through the tree's canopies. He growled and snarled and let it all out. He hated Naruto, he always seemed to find a way to ruin Kiba's precious moments. He was supposed to become a Chunin on his first try, but Naruto had to beat him in the preliminaries. He was supposed to steal Hinata's first kiss, not Naruto. And he was the one that Hinata should love, not that blasted idiot! A terrible snarl escaped his throat and fled into the night air, filling his ears. Kiba had had enough of the stupid blond boy. What made him so special? Why did Hinata love Naruto and not him? Why, just why?

With his pain and injury still fresh, Kiba raked his claws against trees, stripping them off their bark and leaving pale and deep gashes in their branches. He jumped from branch to branch, dredging deeper into the forest as he went, not caring about the distance back to the village. He just didn't care anymore.

Kiba suddenly stopped, and just fell to the ground, landing in a wolf like crouch. He pounded the earth with his fist and screamed until his throat was sore. Sitting there, basked in moonlight, Kiba looked strong and handsome. But, as he sat, hunched over in the middle of the forest, his face slowly turned upwards, looking at the moon, allowing it to illuminate the tears that streamed down his face. Leaving a moist trail on his cheeks, and a salty taste in his mouth. Kiba didn't want anyone to see him like this, especially not Hinata.

As soon as Kiba jumped out her window like that, Hinata had a bad feeling in her stomach. Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Suddenly she activated her Byakugan, and silently followed her teammate. She wouldn't just let him run off like that, Hinata may be a shy and quiet person, but she cared for her teammates. To her they were an extension of her family, and even more, they were her best friends. And after seeing Kiba like that, Hinata knew that she had to follow him in order to understand what was going on inside that brain of his. With that, the young Hyūga got up on her window sill, and after locating Kiba, she followed him.

She saw him leap from rooftop to rooftop effortlessly, but what concerned her, was the he just kept on going, he didn't even wait for Akamaru. Now, with a even more concerning issue, Hinata picked up the pace and silently followed Kiba into the forest. What she didn't expect was having branches and leaves being torn off and thrown in every direction. It took all she had as she evaded the high speed debris being flung at her. That's when she heard the snarls and growls that reverberated through the tree tops. Up ahead Kiba was clawing at everything, losing himself to his anger, but what he was angry at, Hinata didn't know. Suddenly Kiba froze, and hurtled to the earth. Hinata almost lunged after him, had she not noticed his perfectly executed landing three seconds later. The heiress followed suit, and like her teammate, fell to the ground below. Her landing couldn't be heard due to Kiba banging his fist against the hardened soil, screaming like a banshee. With her Byakugan still activated, Hinata witnessed something that no one else besides Akamaru has seen.

Kiba just stopped, frozen in the moonlight. A statue of a beautiful, boyish mystery. Yet that wasn't what caught Hinata's attention. Because with everything that they've been through together, Hinata has never witnessed a single tear slip out of Kiba's eyes. Yet here, in the forests of Konoha, the strong willed and fierce boy that she knew was no more. Because in front of her, tears flowed freely down his cheeks, onto to dirt beneath him. Her proverbial stone, her beloved teammate, was crying

Feeling like an intruder, Hinata slowly and silently crept away into the night. She knew that Kiba had come out here to let his emotions go without anyone watching, and yet there she stood, intruding on a very private moment. But it was the way that the slight breeze gently moved his hair, the way his eyes looked up to the heavens, a pleading look emblazoned across his face. He looked, different. He looked like a boy with a broken heart.

End of Chapter One

You do not know how excited I am, it took me so long to iron it out and polish it so that it was at the right level of clean and shiny.

Now, I'm warning you all, if you read this story, there will possibly be long pauses between chapters... It depends on how I'm feeling, or more importantly what I'm doing. But I will try my very best to update as soon as I possibly can.

Thank you all for reading this, you have no idea what it means to me.

xo.