Oh my god, first person point of view and a female main character? Well, since I'm a girl, I thought it would be nice to actually write about some girl characters. Plus, a little experimenting never hurts, right? Oh, and I promise I won't talk as much later on (well, I'll try…).

Warnings: Antagonist! Naruto (I'm serious! Well, not bad 'bad', just probably won't be your favorite character in this story. It's all through the story.)—OoC! Hinata (stutter eliminated, partly because it's just her thoughts and partly because I can't write well using a stutter all the time since it would be hard to read). In fact, it might by OoC everyone.

Oh, and, I'm only 14 years old (I know I'm not supposed to put that online, but I figured it wouldn't matter since my real name appears nowhere on the site) so I only know vague things about proposals and marriages. I'll make the best guess I can and hope that it's close to accurate. Wish me luck!

Disclaimer: Kishimoto lives in my head and told me I owned Naruto. But then these people in white coats told me he was lying and gave me a shot.

The Fake Proposal Chapter 1

My favorite story of all time would have to be Sleeping Beauty. I mean, look at it. She just gets put under spell by an evil witch and falls asleep for a hundred years. A prince comes up, kisses her and they get married. She didn't even have to do anything. She just lay around the whole time asleep—got a very long beauty rest.

My life is pretty much the opposite of that.

Many times I find myself wondering. Is it just me? Maybe guys just don't find me attractive.

But I've been asked out plenty of times. They tell me that I looked really pretty. They say that they love my hair. Though it isn't anything special, just a plain dull black. They find my personality "fascinating". (Really, I don't know if that's a compliment or not. They could have meant I was weird, for all I could tell and that it was just entertaining to them.)

But every time, we would go on maybe four or five dates. We would talk about random things. Maybe a few likes and dislikes, and their past girlfriends. We would have a pretty decent time on each date. Not bad, but not extremely impressionable either…just decent. After a few dates, I would never hear from them again.

My only dream in life is to get married. I don't know if it will happen though, at this rate. It's like I'm destined to die alone. Oh, I sound like Neji (my brother).

I don't know what's wrong. I diet to keep my figure nice and dress nicely for everything. I use just enough make-up to look nice in a more subtle, natural way than most women do. (If you look at the women on the streets, many of them wear an insane amount of make-up, and some of them look quite obvious. Then when they go and take it off, it's a scary difference.)

I learned how to cook, which I have to say, my cooking isn't all that bad. I don't eat desserts, and act pleasant to the family.

I fetch his beer when he asks for it, laugh at his jokes—whether they are funny or not—, and listen to his problems and offer pretty good advice. I'd have to say I acted like a pretty good girlfriend.

It's like something about me just screams not to marry me.

I wish my life could be just like Sleeping Beauty.

My best friend, Tenten, she's got a great life. She's a successful lawyer, and she doesn't worry at all about a family. She has five younger siblings, ranging from a three to seven years, I think. She's taken care of them since she was around twelve in her mother's place and feels that taking care of them was much more than she ever needs to experience of raising a family.

She'd rather drive around in her new car than think about children. She told me on more than one occasion that being married would just mean a lot of diapers, stress, and used up time and money. And that her husband would just stay long enough to get her pregnant to have more kids.

I kind of admire her unique take of marriage. I guess, in a way, it kind of makes sense. It's why she's my best friend. She's always able to see things in a different light.

But I have to disagree with her. Having a family is much more than that. Having children, seeing them succeed and lead a happy life. That's what it's about. The pride you get when they show you their first 'A' or when they manage to learn to walk or, later on, ride a bike. The happiness you feel when they tell you that they love you, or thank you for what you've done for them. Or when they're little, and they draw a picture of you.

Many of my friends are married already; it's a bit depressing for me.

For example, there's Temari and Shikamaru. That was the most interesting wedding of my friends.

We had to literally drag him to the wedding. He claimed getting married was too "troublesome" (and got hit on the head by Temari when he got there).

I swear I heard the minister laugh when for his "I do" he preferred to say "Troublesome, but I do." No one but Tenten believes me. I know she saw it too. She was snickering silently the whole time. It was quite fun, and after, we went to eat at home instead of a pricey restaurant.

They have two kids, both girls. As much as Shikamaru claims women are too troublesome, he loves and spoils them.

Who else is there?

Well, there's also Naruko(1) and Sai. They surprised me. I never thought those two would stop arguing with each other. They have three kids (a bit too much loving there, maybe?)

Also, Gaara and Matsuri got married recently. I personally think that they are perfect for each other. No kids just yet. They're still having trouble deciding on it.

Many others also got married, like Chouji—who has a really sweet personality if you could just look past his eating habits— and Shino, though I haven't met their partners yet.

Only Tenten, Ino, and I are left. Tenten, of course, will never get married, so technically just Ino and me.

Ino works hard on it. She's an amazing size zero and goes to clubs often to see if she can pick up someone. I don't think it's a good idea; what if it's some poor scum trying to take advantage of her? She doesn't listen to me though.

She spends hundreds on skin care, and, as a result, her skin is flawless. I don't get why she doesn't have anyone yet.

She was the most popular in school, both middle and high. Even in elementary, kids loved her and wanted to play with her. Maybe she used up all her charm too early in her life?

Her favorite books are on three things: dating, men, and weddings. Or I guess 'dating' and 'men' kind of go together.

Her favorite saying for future brides?

Make sure your wedding dress is much prettier than the bridesmaid dresses. That way, there's no chance he'll run off with someone else.

Only it wasn't worded as nicely.

I started to think that maybe I was doomed to be single for life. Unmarried, kid less…an old cat lady, probably.

Then I met him.

I work at a college as a professor and take interviews for students that want to enter. It's a bit boring sometimes, but I make a decent income. It's also a bit interesting on what they would say just to try to win me over and let them in.

His name is Naruto. You know… blond hair, blue eyes? He's hot—for lack of better words. An English professor… and funny thing is he's also English. An English English professor. Yeah…

Well, anyways, he wants to be a writer, and I personally think he would be great. I read some of his writing, and they are pretty deep and captivating.

Though, his female characters come across a bit as weak—shy, stuttering, constant blushing. I think he pretty much used what I used to be like. I'm not admitting that to him though, that would be pretty embarrassing.

Everyone has a crush on him, students and teachers alike.

He has a great personality. He's optimistic and has a bright aura around him. He can make anyone smile.

I think that's what drew me in. Not the superficial thought of he's just good looking. He's more than that. He's got personality, likes, dislikes, and all.

He chose me, though. I know. I was shocked too. It wasn't the best scenario for being asked out —I tripped and fell onto him. I apologized profusely, and probably caused a bit of a scene. He just chuckled and then he asked me to dinner to make up for crashing into him and scattering his papers everywhere—but I was happy nonetheless.

We went on a second date soon after that, then a third.

Then, before I knew it, we hit our seventh, and we were still going strong.

He had a tendency of taking me to large restaurants or having a home cooked meal. Never a fast food or simple little restaurant.

I didn't complain. He always complimented my cooking, and it left me feeling extremely bubbly and happy inside.

In the summer, we would go to the beach. It was soothing, pleasant. The warm sand, the crash of the waves, watching the sunset. We had a picnic on a hill not too far away, close enough so that I could still smell the ocean breeze.

Oh, we did all the clichés, but sometimes, you just need a bit of cheesiness in your life.

One time he entertained me by telling me pick up lines he used in the past—which was a lot. Kind of surprising, because he wouldn't really need it. He would just have to walk up to a girl and they would swoon.

We spent Christmas at his family's every year. Champagne, telling stories. His family liked me well enough.

My mom liked him, said he was perfect for me. My dad…he was a bit uncertain, but welcomed him after a few visits and lectures from my mom.

They keep asking us when we'll get married, and Naruto would just laugh it off. "Soon," he would always reply. How soon is 'soon', though?

It's been three years since we started, and I have loved every day of it. But even after all this time, he still hasn't asked me. I don't want to come across as desperate though.

The only diamonds I received so far was a black and white diamond patterned handbag for my birthday.

I never pressure him though. Talk about marriage can scare off even the best of men. I wasn't going to stoop to a low level.

One person at my old job faked being pregnant just to try to force her boyfriend into guilt so that he would ask her to marry him. Her loser boyfriend ended up going out to get some breakfast and groceries and never coming back.

That was her fault, but she cried to me for days. And me being me, well, I comforted her. Now she thinks I'm her best friend. I don't really even know her that well. It's fine, though. At least I was able to help someone. Though I do wish she wouldn't come to me with some of her more…private problems. Like telling me about her sex life. That was just plain uncomfortable.

Although Naruto and I aren't married, our bonds are as close as a married couple. I don't think it really matters much if we have a large wedding.

He asked me sometimes if I ever thought about getting married.

I always answered "A bit, but I'm not sure yet." He's scared of making a commitment, so if I answered yes, he might have gotten a bit panicky.

Naruto has been kind of busy anyways, what with being a professor and working on his writing.

His book called Beauty landed on the top bestsellers list, and he's been getting quite famous for it. Interviews on TV, magazines, and similar things.

Beauty was about a girl, Kira, who was gorgeous and used to getting anything she wanted, boys included. She sets her sights on one guy who refuses her, to her annoyance. Through the story, which is in Kisho's point of view (Kisho is the male character) she slowly changes personalities and becomes more aware of how she acted and with her change of personality, she wins him over. A few years later, he asks her to marry him, only for her to die in an accident just after, much to his despair.

I loved the story (though I had to help him a bit with Kira's personality change; he made her from an independent but mean girl into an innocent naïve sounding girl, which just doesn't make sense).

My cell phone rang. It's just the annoying, normal ring of a phone. I never got around to changing it into something more personal. I flipped it open and took the call.

"Hello? This is Hinata," I greeted.

"Hinata! Turn on the TV to channel 12! Naruto is on." My mother. She always alerts me about his interviews. I sighed.

"Sure, mom."

I turned it to Channel 12, and, sure enough, he was there. Sitting next to him was the host, Momori.

"And we're back! So, Naruto, your book Beauty is the bestseller of all time. Everyone knows that, and I doubt there's someone out there who hasn't read it. While it's fascinating and all, there's one question that has been on my mind for a while."

Naruto chuckled.

"Sure, Momori, anything. As long as it's not too personal."

Well…he sure is acting very friendly to her.

She leaned forward, and so did the audience.

"Well, you know how in your book, near the end Kisho proposes to Kira?"

"Yeah," he answered after a slight pause.

"Do you ever plan on proposing to your own 'Kira'? Provided that the tragic end won't happen." They both laughed a bit.

"Of course," he answered.

I think my jaw dropped open in surprise.

"Well how about it?"

"Hmm?" He tilted his head in confusion.

"Why don't you propose to her right now, on national television? She's going to love that, won't she?"

He smiled that brilliant smile of his.

"Can I really?"

She nodded eagerly. He turned towards the camera.

"My Kira—you know who you are. I love you so much, you know that, right? No matter where I am, I can never stop thinking about you. I love your laughter, your smile, everything."

Momori's eyes were wet with tears.

"You're the example of perfection; you're too good for me. And yet you stay with me anyways. I don't deserve you. Whenever we're apart, all I can think of is how much I want to see you, to talk to you."

Really?

It's touching and all, but he could just call if he wanted.

"So, my Kira. Will you marry me? You'll make me the happiest man alive."

I can hear the girls in the audience squealing. I swear my face will break in half from my huge smile.

Waiting all this time was worth it.

"She said yes?"

Momori's voice blasted from the TV.

I turned my head in surprise. What?

Naruto nodded happily, a faint blush on his cheeks. If you didn't look too closely you wouldn't be able to see it.

"I can't believe it!" he said. "She actually said yes!"

I did not say yes.

Oh. My. God. He…!

'Congratulations!' could be heard from many people. Naruto couldn't stop smiling, and neither could Momori. She wished him the best and hoped they would have a great life together.

What just happened?

(1) Naruko is in no way related to Naruto. I just needed a girl for Sai, so yeah…

You can tell the difference between the TV and Hinata's thoughts, right?

Oh! And it's centered on Hinata/Naruto/Kiba (later on) and Tenten (since she's her best friend) so the other people won't appear much, or even at all.

Beauty the book is, of course, not real; and will only appear probably one or two more times.

I think this chapter came out okay. The chapters should get gradually longer.

Writing tips and suggestions for improvement would be appreciated. I warned you that people would be out of character, so please don't leave comments like 'Oh, Hinata doesn't sound anything like herself' (and that's probably nicer than what some might prefer to say). Thanks.

Questions? Review so I'll remember to add in the answers to the next chapter.

Also, does anyone have a good/unique dog name? (Include the gender please.) I need a dog to make a connection to Kiba.

Random Question Time!

Have you ever:

1) Pretended to do a Rasengan (and probably had people stare at you weirdly)?

2) Imagined yourself as a character in Naruto?

3) Tried to steal Naruto from Kishimoto and found yourself in jail?

4) Got in trouble with anything Naruto related (whether it be staying up too late reading, watching, or writing, or talking/drawing excessively in class…or just because you live somewhere where they don't appreciate the awesomeness of Naruto, etc.)?

Feel free to answer on your own free will. (No, I am not threatening you. I just like holding this gun.)