I'm trying my hand at a KibaHina fic, so read on and drop a review please. I do not own Naruto, the stores, companies, or anything else. This is clearly fan made.

Title: The Plan

Summary: I have a plan, a devious plan. It involves a boy, chocolate cake, and a rehabilitation center.

Chapter 1: Plan of Attack

XxX

"So, let me get this straight," Kiba said, scratching the back of his head. "You want me to help you win over Naruto?"

I grinned and nodded vigorously.

"And you're trying to get me to do this by bribing me with chocolate cake?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow at the cake in my hands.

"I know how much you love my chocolate cake," I said, thrusting it toward him. "Remember that one time I made it for your birthday? If you help me, I'll make you chocolate cake whenever you want!"

Kiba stared at me skeptically. We were both standing in my kitchen in front of my refrigerator; me with a chocolate cake, and him eyeing it questioningly.

I had called Kiba minutes before, telling him that I had a surprise for him. By the time he got to my house, I took him into the kitchen and showed him the chocolate cake, watching him drool over it. But, I wouldn't give him any, at least, not until he heard my plan.

My plan was perfect. It was devious, and it was wonderful. I loved my plan. My plan was to win Naruto's heart. Naruto was the blonde, whiskered boy I'd had a crush on since kindergarten, but I was always too shy to admit my feelings to him. Every time I'd talk to him, I'd stutter and start hyperventilating, and even sometimes faint. But, not anymore! Because I was going to weasel my way in, thanks to the help of my friends: Sakura, the pink haired beauty, Ino, the perky blonde, Tenten, the bun-head tomboy, and Kiba, the scruffy haired boy next door. We'd all known each other for a while now—though, Kiba's known me the longest—and, so far, the girls have all agreed to help me. I didn't even have to bribe them.

"I've got to say, I'm curious," Kiba said, peeling his eyes off the cake to look at me. "Why the sudden interest in Naruto?"

"Well, you know I've liked him for a long time," I explained. "And, I never really got over him. My obsession just kind of died down for a while because I knew I'd never have a chance. But, I've been thinking about it, and, now, with your help, I might be able to succeed in my long-term goal!"

"To win over Naruto?" Kiba guessed. My smile confirmed it. "And you're bribing me with chocolate cake, so that I'll help you?"

"Exactly," I said with an affirmative nod.

"Why me?" he asked.

"Kiba," I groaned. "You're my best friend and I told you about my crush on him first. Plus, you're close friends with Naruto, and also one of his rivals; you can get inside of his head. I thought you'd be willing to help me, so, will you?"

He tapped his chin, deep in thought. "Cake whenever I want, you say?"

I rolled my eyes. "Kiba!"

"Alright, alright, I'll help you," he laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders in a half-hug. "But only because you sweetened the deal." I shot him a glare. "And because you're my best friend."

I handed him the cake, beaming at my victory. The team was assembled, and now it was time to determine our first move.

XxX

I called the girls over and all of us, plus Kiba, sat in various places around my room, except for Sakura. She was standing at my desk, rallying us all together (I nominated her as General of Attack).

"Team, you know our target," Sakura said, whipping out a picture of her, Sasuke, and Naruto, and showing it around the group. She pointed to the blonde boy. "Uzumaki, Naruto!"

We all nodded in confirmation.

"Sakura, you do know we're not actually going to war, right?" Ino asked.

"Like hell we aren't!" Tenten exclaimed, shoving Ino, who was lying next to her, off of my bed. (Kiba and I were sitting on the floor, next to where Ino fell.) "That boy has been running from the affections of our Hinata, and now it's time to face them!"

"Well, he wasn't necessarily running from my affections," I muttered.

"Hinata, if you want Naruto to notice you in the first place, you have to grow some backbone!" Sakura said. "No more muttering, stuttering, hyperventilating—"

"Sakura—"

"—fainting, wheezing, choking—"

"Sakura—"

"—fumbling, mumbling—"

"Sakura!" we all finally yelled, getting her to stop.

"What?" she yelled back.

"We get it," Kiba groaned. "Hinata's got to be more confident!"

"It'll help you with more than just Naruto," Tenten added.

"It'll help you get any guy you want," Ino stepped in, winking at me.

"Well, the guy she wants is Naruto," Kiba said, an edge of frustration in his voice.

Ino rolled her eyes. "I don't know why you're wasting your time with him. He's an idiot! He hasn't even noticed your gorgeous self yet."

Kiba muttered something I couldn't understand and I rolled my eyes. "I'm far from gorgeous."

The whole room gasped in unison, turning to stare at me like I had just wronged them.

"You are to!" Sakura exclaimed, flailing her arms.

"How dare you say something like that!" Tenten jumped in, throwing a pillow at me.

"You're so freaking pretty!" Ino said, slapping me on the back.

"You're the most gorgeous girl I know," Kiba said, more quiet and sincere than the others.

We all turned to look at him, slowly.

"No offense to the rest of you," he added, throwing his hand up as if to shield himself.

The other three girls turned back to look at me, but I was busy staring at Kiba, a light blush forming on my face.

Kiba cleared his throat, awkwardly looking around at everyone. "Can we get back to discussing the mission?" His voice cracked.

"Right!" we all said, and focused back on Sakura.

Sakura passed the picture around to all of us, pointing out Naruto (even though we all knew who he was).

"Our mission, as you have all chosen to accept, is to help Hinata win over the heart of this young monkey—"

"Sakura," I chastised.

"—I mean man. This young man," she corrected.

"I think you were right to say monkey," Kiba murmured, prompting me to elbow him in the ribs.

While Kiba let out a silent cry of pain, Sakura went on to explain further. "As of now, we don't have any specific plans, which is what we're here to discuss."

"First, we should figure out where he spends a lot of his time," Tenten suggested, going to stand by Sakura.

"Ichiraku Ramen!" we all shouted at once, and then started laughing. Naruto was a ramen-lover, after all.

"Anyplace else?" Tenten asked once we had gotten all of our giggles out. We directed our attention to Kiba.

"What?" Kiba asked, looking around with a nervous expression.

"Where does Naruto like to hang out besides Ichiraku Ramen?" Tenten reiterated.

Kiba thought for a while. "Our school." We all rolled eyes.

"Think deeper!" Ino instructed.

"Alright, alright, don't shoot," Kiba said. "His job."

"Where does he work?" Tenten asked.

"He works at the Sun and Ski Sports down at the mall," he said.

"Oh, yeah!" Sakura said. "With Sasuke!"

Kiba nodded.

"You would know where Sasuke works," Ino muttered.

Sakura glared at her before pouncing on her, screaming, "Die, pig!"

We all scrambled to a corner of the room while Ino and Sakura rolled about the floor.

I sighed, watching the girls scuffle. "Maybe we shouldn't do this."

Tenten put her hand on my shoulder. "That's quitter talk!"

Kiba put his hand on my other shoulder. "You have to gain some courage if you ever want to get with that loud mouth."

I piled my hands on top of theirs. "And you guys will be there with me every step of the way?"

They each gave my shoulders and comforting squeeze.

"Absolutely!"

"Of course!"

I sighed. "Good. I'm going to need all the help I can get."

XxX

After we managed to pry Sakura and Ino off of each other, we went back to planning our mission. Our first move was to figure out what kind of girls Naruto likes. To figure this out, our plan was to employ Kiba (appointed as The Insider) to chat up Naruto and get the answers out of him casually, so that Naruto wouldn't suspect anything.

"He's not going to suspect anything," Kiba said. "Although, he is an idiot. The only thing he'd think of is that I'm trying to get with him."

We all shuddered.

"Who knows what Naruto's capable of," Sakura said. "We need to be prepared for anything."

After Kiba got all the answers out of Naruto,—he's going to try and get them all in one sitting, lest Naruto be freaked out and suspicious—the girls, mostly Ino (appointed Make-Up Artist), would give me a slight makeover to turn me into "the girl of Naruto's dreams," as Ino had put it.

"We're not just going to mold Hinata into something she's not, are we?" Kiba asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"Of course not!" Ino said. "We just need to see if there's some slight tweaking we need to do. If he likes someone completely opposite of Hinata—"

"—I'll give up on him," I completed.

"Really?" Kiba asked. There was a strange light in his eyes.

I nodded.

After the makeover and a confidence boost, the plan was to unleash me on Naruto and take notes of the results. Then, we'd work with what we learned.

"So, is everybody clear on the plan?" Sakura asked. She had drawn the entire thing out on a dry erase board and was reviewing it with us.

"Yes, Sakura," Ino said, rolling her eyes. "We're not idiots."

"Well, not all of us," Tenten muttered, eyeing Ino.

"Did you say something?"

"Nope."

"Should anything go wrong, Tenten and I will swoop in and fix everything," Sakura said.

"Well, I'll do the swooping, and you'll to the planning," Tenten said. She was appointed as The Alternate.

"Kiba, are you ready to do this?" I asked him while Sakura and Tenten chatted about alternate situations and Ino examined her nails. "You're the first phase of the operation."

"I can handle it," Kiba said. He added something after that, but I couldn't quite hear it.

"That's good," I said, and then hugged my knees to my chest. "I'm not sure if I can do this without you."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "You don't have to worry about that. I promise I'll be with you in whatever we decide to do."

I gave him a soft smile. "Thanks, Kiba."

"Remember, you promised to make me cake whenever I want," he said, poking me.

I squeaked. "Finish the one you have first."

"Want to go get some?" he asked.

I looked around at everyone and then nodded, following Kiba downstairs.

XxX

Neji found us in the kitchen, sharing a slice of the chocolate cake that I made.

"You made cake?" Neji asked, looking between us.

I nodded. "You want some."

"My cake," Kiba muttered, prompting me to kick him under the table.

Neji ignored Kiba's look of pain and shook his head. "I'm not really one for sweets."

"Tenten's upstairs," I told him, watching him pull an apple from a large silver bowl filled with them.

"Oh, really?" Neji asked, washing his apple. "She didn't tell me she was coming over."

I swallowed a bite of chocolate cake. "I don't think she knew she was coming over until I called her."

"You called her?" he asked, and then took a bite out of his apple.

I nodded, poking the icing on the cake with my fork. Kiba moved my fork out of the way with his, attempting to collect a bite of it until I smashed my fork back into his. Then, we started dueling with our forks.

Neji eyed us questioningly. "Alright," he said slowly. "I'll be upstairs if you need me."

"Okay, Neji nii-san," I said, focusing on dueling with Kiba.

We started spinning our forks, each trying to push the other's away. Kiba maneuvered his fork stealthily and flung my fork across the kitchen, letting it hit the tiled floor with a loud ringing.

"Victory!" he cheered, jumping into a victory pose.

I giggled, retrieving my fork and then poking Kiba with it. He winced dramatically, saying, "You got me," and then he fell to the floor.

We both sat there (well, actually, I sat and Kiba was rolling around on the floor), and were eventually met by the girls.

"So, this is where you guys went," Tenten said, observing the scene.

"Chocolate cake?" Sakura whined. "You've been holding out on me."

Ino was licking her lips, but I knew she was desperately clinging to her diet.

"If you want some, it's in the—"

"Mine!" Kiba cut me off, jumping in front of the fridge and shielding it with his body.

We blinked at him for a few seconds, and then resumed conversation.

"Well, we were talking about when we wanted to commence phase one," Sakura said, taking a seat at the table next to me, placing the dry erase board on the table, plan still intact.

"What time do you guys think is good?" Tenten asked.

"The sooner the better," I answered. "I'm already super nervous; I don't want the anxiety to eat away at me for longer than it has to."

"Well, it's not like anyone else is going to snatch him away, so we have a small amount of leeway time before Hinata is completely eaten away," Ino said.

"How about I talk to him the next time I see him?" Kiba asked. "I run into him at school every day, and I work at the same mall. I'll give you girls a heads up before it goes down."

We all looked at each other and nodded. Our plan was going to go into action sometime soon. I just hoped the anxiety didn't eat me whole before it happened. Maybe I could douse it with chocolate cake…

My eyes shot to Kiba, still guarding the fridge. Nope. Not gonna happen.

Well, I know, kind of a short first chapter, but everything with liven up really soon. Let me know what you think, and drop a review, please!