Miscellaneous Shots

Author's note: So... I guess this is part sequel and part "during-quel." Yes. That's a word. Now, anyway...

This will be my accompaniment to A Shot at Love with Temari? and will feature things related to that story. It may or may not contain mature content (lemon). Depends on the chapter. Teehee.

Each chapter will intend to be its own story, and so it will feature its own particular time frame. Even the use of some "Shot with Tema" flashbacks. So, in the event that I have a chapter that you do not wish to read, you can skip that chapter. Because I know that many of the couples which I will present are not necessarily something everyone will like, I will give a mention before each chapter of what pairing I am working through.

I'm just nice like that.

Also, for those of you paying attention, there will be a hidden meaning in the chapter titles. Using the link from my profile page, send me an email if you figure out the hidden meaning. Winner gets a fan art done by me of YOUR CHOICE of a pairing... yes, I will even do one I don't like, though I'd rather not. I know my fan art isn't great, but it's something... Oh, and I'm trying something a bit different for my section dividers.

So, to be fair, chapter one is NaruHina, and shall have a bit of lemon. And a plentiful share of fluff. Also, I may slightly imply an odd pairing or two somewhere, so be wary of it. Read it. If you really can't stand the main pairing, wait for another chapter.

Characters not mine, but situations are. :)

Chapter One: Quiet but Quick

"Shikamaru... You're lazy beyond belief. You're a crybaby. AND you're letting all the brains under your skull go to waste. But the boys wouldn't have won that contest without you, and probably have been stopping every brewing fight since you got here."

Hinata paused to look up at Temari. Would she be staying? It was no secret that Shikamaru wanted to go home, so maybe Hinata would just have to continue through this... Even though Naruto-kun had just been eliminated.

"Hinata-chan. You're really shy, and that's both really cute and really unnerving. You actually care about the results of this, and were honorable enough to tell me your intentions from the brink."

The Hyuga Heiress smiled lightly at Temari. True, she wanted to be friends with her. Subaku no Temari was so confident of her abilities, something that Hinata was still getting the hang of in her own training and development. "But I think you have someone else in mind, and I don't know if I want to hurt your chances or your feelings."

Hinata felt her heart pound in her ears. She had hoped that after so long, maybe she could hide her feelings. Naruto-kun was... still everything to her, but she had decided she could lighten up in her feelings... maybe. Maybe going on a date with Temari wouldn't have been so difficult, but it seemed that, just like everyone else in the world except Naruto-kun himself, Temari could read the way she felt as well.

"So... the person who still has a shot is...Shikamaru."

Hinata bowed her head lightly, leaving one lingering glance at Temari, who seemed to smirk. Calmly, realizing everything would be back to normal soon, and at least she would get to sleep in her own bed again, the Hyuga Heiress left the elimination room.

After closing the door behind her, Hinata found herself, for the second time in her life, face to face with an upside down Naruto. Her face suddenly felt like it was on fire.

"Whoa! Hinata-chan?!" the Orange Ninja smiled, flipping himself back down to the ground in front of her. Her face cooled lightly, but she still wasn't ready to speak. Her eyes drifted to the water balloon in Naruto's hand. "I thought for sure that Shikamaru-kun was coming out next..." He laughed, putting a hand behind his head. Hinata looked up at the now-taller Uzumaki and somehow found her voice.

"Umm... No, actually, I was eliminated today," she sighed. Her own personal training to teach herself not to faint in Naruto's presence was working all right, even though he had been so close. "Wh--what's the water balloon for?"

"Huh? Oh, that!" Naruto smiled, tossing the balloon up and catching it again. "I thought I would use it to wake up Shikamaru-kun. But you're not him, so..." He put both hands on the water balloon, which whirled threateningly from some chakra influence and burst in his hands. "Heh. Wonder why she kept lazy-bones?"

Hinata shrugged. "I... don't know. I guess maybe Temari-san likes him a little better is all."

Naruto frowned lightly at her. "Aw, come on, Hinata-chan, don't sell yourself short. You're probably a way better date than Shikamaru-kun would be."

D...date? Hinata knew her skin was reddening again. Naruto-kun thinks I... would be...?!

"Yo, Hinata-chan, you okay?"

Hinata shook her head quickly to clear it and smiled. "I'm fine, thank you for asking..." She glanced around a short moment. "Where are the others?"

Naruto shrugged. "Well, Sasuke-kun left as soon as we were eliminated." Naruto rubbed his shoulder, and Hinata secretly bet that Sasuke had left a bruise there. "...and that Kin girl left in a big huff. Mumbling and stuff."

"Oh," Hinata sighed, glancing back at the closed door. "So you were just waiting to speak to Shikamaru-kun."

"Well, something like that," Naruto grinned, putting his arms behind his head and scratching at the ground with one toe in his fashion. "But, hey, maybe I can walk you home, then, Hinata-chan?"

There was a pause. Hinata, feeling her heart leap into her throat, looked up at Naruto again. Naruto smiled widely, putting out an arm. Hesitantly, Hinata placed her small hands on the Uzumaki's arm and let him lead her out.

The air felt cool as the two walked out into it. Naruto was unusually quiet, which puzzled Hinata, but she didn't say anything. As they reached a hilltop overlooking the Hyuga estate, she realized that he had held his arm out for her the whole way. There was an awkward pause, Naruto looking up at the sky, littered with the soft stars of night.

"Hey, Hinata-chan," Naruto finally said quietly. The Hyuga Heiress looked admiringly at him. Naruto was looking at the sky in that serious, unreadable way that left his eyes narrowed to slits. "I was wondering. Back a few days ago, with the dance contest thing and the cages and all..." He paused. "...Well, you didn't dance very much..."

Hinata's pale eyes widened. Naruto-kun was watching her? "Um, well, I... um..."

Naruto smiled, looking back at her. "Don't worry about it. I was just thinking you looked nice in your... uh... swimsuit..." He chuckled lightly to himself, and Hinata's blush increased. Not only had she liked that swimsuit, she had made it. "... I just think maybe you could have some fun once and a while... You're graceful, so you should try dancing out sometime maybe..."

Gr... Graceful?!

Naruto's eyes flashed open, the striking blue of them making Hinata's heart flutter. "Hey, I've got it! Why don't you go dancing with me tomorrow!? Almost everybody else is still at that competition and everything...Sai and Sasuke-kun probably have their own things going on... And Kakashi-sensei is working as a neutral in the contest..."

Hinata fought the urge to faint again. "Uh..."

"Oh, right," Naruto sighed. "You probably have training or something, after being stuck in there--"

"N-no!" Hinata's moment of outspokenness had surprised even her, but she fought to continue before she changed her mind. "Um, I mean... Well, Kiba-kun and Neji-kun are still in the competition, and Shino-kun is actually on a mission with Inuzuka Hana right now... Even Kurenai-sensei is busy, so..." She glanced at her feet, fighting the words to come out. "That would be really fun, Naruto-kun."

Naruto's laughter filled Hinata's ears, and her heart threatened to overflow as she touched her fingertips nervously to each other. "Okay, then! I'll pick you up tomorrow night, Hinata-chan!" Naruto threw his arms around Hinata in a sudden hug, making her head spin. "We'll get your legs to move in no time! See you later!"

A few seconds passed as Naruto ran away towards his house. Hinata stared at the same spot on her feet before running frantically to her own home. Spinning slightly to sidestep Hanabi and toss a quick "excuse me!" back, the Hyuga Heiress fell into her own bed.

"I'm... I'm going dancing... with Naruto-kun..."

It didn't take long for her to allow her long-suppressed faint.

-oOo-

She flipped the water away gracefully, spinning as her pale skin glowed in the moonlight. Her delicate features elegantly twisted against the background of the mossy rocks, as her toes danced lightly, appearing to float on the water's surface.

"Hey... wait..."

Naruto woke up to the light breeze through his open window. There she was again, the girl from before. Kiba had tried to convince him she had been a dream, so the Uzumaki had almost forgotten about it. But ever since the competition had started with Temari, that dream came back every night. The Waterfall Girl.

Naruto shook his head. "Ugh, this is so weird... that was so long ago, I was just a kid then..." he spoke aloud to himself, jumping out of bed and tossing his hat back onto the blankets. He always seemed to feel the need to speak his thoughts aloud when alone. Naruto yawned as he pulled his orange pants on and his black undershirt. He glanced at the ramen-cup-shaped clock Iruka-sensei had gotten him a couple birthdays back and wiped some sleep grit from an eye. "Oh, yeah... I'm supposed to go over to Hinata-chan's today. I wonder if she's ready yet...I said nighttime, but it's gonna be pretty boring just to train all day."

Grabbing his jacket, Naruto began to look through his cupboard for a flavor of ramen, but paused. "Hey, now that I think of it, maybe I can train with Hinata-chan a while..." He stared into the space around the beef-flavored section of his cabinet. "...yeah, she's fast... a little creepy..." He smiled as he said the word "creepy." Hinata had always seemed to be too quiet, but he really appreciated her company; she always seemed to pay attention to him, something he valued more than she knew.

Getting an idea, he rummaged through the pockets of his jacket, found two slips of paper, and headed out the door.

"Very good, Hanabi! Now maintain that a bit longer." Naruto could hear Hyuga Hiashi training with Hinata's younger sister before he reached the entrance walls. Naruto jumped up to one of the walls, leaning his arms over it and poking his head in their direction.

"Hey, Hyuga-San! Is Hinata-chan home?" he asked with a wide smile.

"I believe she's in the kitchen. Those who knock on doors usually can find people easier," Hiashi frowned in the Nine-tail Boy's direction, but Naruto had already started for the door on the word "kitchen."

"'Kay, thanks!"

Naruto jogged around to the entrance and knocked, putting his arms behind his head and dragging a toe on the ground absently as he waited.

"Just a moment, please!" Naruto grinned to himself hearing Hinata's soft voice from inside. His eyes widened momentarily as he heard a bit of moving kitchenware and various other sounds, but finally the door opened. Hinata's hair was tied up and away from her face in a pale purple bandana, and she was wearing a similarly colored summer dress with a full apron over it. Her skin immediately turned a familiar shade of red. "Naruto-kun!"

The orange ninja grinned. "I was wondering if you'd like to go down to Ichiraku's for a between breakfast-lunch sort of thing." He pulled out the two slips of paper. "I have free ramen vouchers!" He waved them as if they were some forbidden secret as his voice took a musical quality. But of course, they were; who didn't like ramen?

Hinata giggled lightly. Naruto liked when she did that; her pale eyes looked brighter when she was smiling. "Well, um... Thank you, Naruto-kun, but...um... I was already making a brunch."

Naruto paused as his mind processed the word "brunch." But then his smile returned. "Oh! Hinata-chan, did you make enough? I mean, would you mind if I stayed? Your cooking's amazing!" Hinata nodded lightly, her face flushing again, and stepped aside to let him in.

Stepping out of his shoes, Naruto glanced around as Hinata guided him through the house towards the kitchen. The Hyuga place was immaculate as he had suspected, and had a classic Japanese look to it. Hinata stopped at the dining area, a low kitchen table surrounded by soft white cushions already set with some dishes. Naruto plopped on one of the cushions and grinned up at his Hyuga guide.

Hinata smiled lightly at him from the doorway to the kitchen. "I'll be just a moment. The others usually don't sit still for one meal, so they will probably come in at different times..." Others? Oh, yeah, Hanabi and Hiashi. Probably Neji, too, if he weren't still at Temari's contest. Naruto waited, his stomach growling in anticipation as he looked around the room.

"Hmmm, the Hyuga need more decorations," he said softly to himself, staring at the soft lights drifting to fill the dining area from the kitchen. Geez, waiting was always the hard part about food.

Finally, the Hyuga Heiress stepped out with a full tray of various foods, all of which smelled great. Naruto practically drooled as she set the tray down. She stood to take off her apron, still standing in the light of the kitchen's doorway.

Suddenly Naruto didn't have food on his mind. The pallor of her halter summer dress combined with the direction of the brighter kitchen lights outline her. No, Naruto didn't see through her dress exactly, but the shadow of her curves was apparent through the light fabric, amply formed and yet still delicate. Training for so long with Jiraiya had, of course, taught the Leaf Shinobi a few habits, but none of them seemed to really click this time. This was different. Hinata wasn't really hot, more like... well... soft. Elegant. Pleasantly familiar: a picture he had seen for so long but just never noticed. And suddenly Naruto couldn't understand why he hadn't realized the change from the scared, slightly creepy friend of his into a Being so... beautiful.

His thoughts caught up to him as Hinata sat down on her cushion across from him. Shaking his head o (unsuccessfully) pull the image from his mind, Naruto turned his focus to his food. As they ate their quiet "brunch," as Hinata had called it, Uzumaki Naruto wondered if he could ever look at Hyuga Hinata the way he used to again.

Because that image was now something he longed to see again, a type of longing (different from a little crush) the Uzumaki wasn't familiar with--except with one girl. A girl whose face he had only seen clouded by dark moonlight.

-oOo-

By evening, after sharing the rather pleasant brunch with Naruto-kun, Hinata was nervous. He would be there to pick her up for the dancing any minute, and she was worrying about what to wear for the first time in her life. After finally settling between two dresses, the Hyuga Heiress decided to ask for an opinion.

"I don't know," Hanabi smiled, looking carefully. "I like the blue one best."

Hinata frowned; she was hoping her younger sister would have preferred the black dress, with its flowing ankle-length fabrics and comfortably loose long sleeves. Hinata was still very much used to her jackets; after Hanabi had barely managed to convince her that a jacket wouldn't be a good idea, she had hoped that the dress similar to her usual fuku would work.

The blue dress, on the other hand, had never quite made it out of her closet. While Hinata liked it, she never really felt brave enough to wear it-- out in public, anyway. It had a loose top with extra fabric that laid a scoop neck gracefully across her breasts, and clung just so to her waist. However, the skirt's lengths only reached just above her knees, and the back was practically non-existent, dipping down to bare the small of her back.

"I... don't know, Hanabi..."

"Onee-chan! Trust me, that one's just more fun; the other one looks like it's for a funeral," the younger Hyuga smiled. "If you don't believe me, we can ask Father."

Hinata opened her mouth to object to the idea, but was soon interrupted.

"Ask me what?"

The eldest Hyuga Daughter turned to her father with both dresses in hand, deeply restraining the blush creeping up her throat. "Um... which dress do you think... I should wear tonight?"

Hiashi raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "What's the occasion?"

Hinata blushed and stumbled over the words, but Hanabi happily filled in her blanks. "Oneesan is going out dancing with Naruto-senpai! I told her the blue one would be better."

The Hyuga Patriarch frowned deeply as he overlooked the two dresses, a strange expression filling his features as he paused (only momentarily) to consider.

"Definitely not. Wear the black one. And your jacket... It might be cold," he frowned again, looking thoughtful as he left the room.

Hanabi giggled mischievously. "That settles it, then. If Father says to wear the black one, you should wear the blue, especially to impress a boy."

Hinata blushed, sighed, and began to change into the blue dress. "Hanabi... how is it you know...?"

Hanabi giggled again. The younger Hyuga really was blossoming these days. "To impress a boy? Well, let's just say I have a crush, too, and I don't plan on hiding so much in the background as you have. Even if there is an age difference..."

Hinata blushed brightly, curious who her sister might like but deciding not to say anything. Just what did she mean by an age difference?

Hinata was finishing up brushing out her hair when she felt Hanabi's small hand press a few spots on the small of her back. "Han...abi...?" she questioned, turning to look in the mirror. A few sparkly white rhinestones shaped like a flower clung where her sister had touched.

"It looks pretty there," the younger smiled.

"Hinata." Hinata turned to see her father standing (disapprovingly) in the doorway. "Your date's here."

-oOo-

Naruto was finally regaining some of his composure (if one could call it that) from the incident with the pale purple dress. Wearing a plain black T-Shirt beneath an orange button-down shirt over nice black jeans, the Uzumaki felt better relaxed. This was just dancing out with Hinata, a girl he had hung out with a million times before. The slightly weird, timid Hyuga girl.

But that was before he saw her in the new dress.

Unexpectedly the wine-purple of Hinata's long smooth hair stood out fantastically against the royal blue. Her more extensive bare flesh was only about twelve degrees below Too much, and Naruto's own blue eyes counted every degree. The dress wasn't tight, but something about the somewhat glittery fabric made it stick to the perfect spots and rest lightly on others, forming (once again) a refined silhouette.

For the very first time in his whole life, Uzumaki Naruto was speechless.

Hinata smiled lightly at him, and he lightly shook his head to try to get his voice back. It wasn't working.

"Well, see you later!" Hanabi smiled, lightly pushing Hinata forward. The close in the gap between Naruto and his date freed his eyes from some of the range of her form, and he finally found a hold on his escaped speaking ability.

"Hinata-chan, you look... wow... I mean..." The blond cleared his throat. "Are you ready to go?"

Hinata nodded, her face starting to fill with the recognizable color. "You... look nice, too, Naruto-kun," she sighed lightly.

Naruto smiled, adjusting his collar. "Well..." The Uzumaki's smile morphed its way into a grin as he put out his right arm towards Hinata. The Hyuga Heiress raised a hand apprehensively, but Naruto closed the gap, hooking her hand around his bicep with his own free hand. "Let's get going then!" he exclaimed happily, using his own strength to balance Hinata as she wavered slightly in her spot. He really couldn't explain how he had managed to anticipate it so gracefully and act so quickly, but then again, Hinata always was a bit faint when he was close to her.

Which was one more reason Naruto was surprised as they walked toward the little club he had in mind. Hinata and he managed to speak rather casually to each other, not feeling awkward or nervous at all. It was a little different for the Blond Shinobi; he had never really been able to uphold a conversation with a girl outside of a mission or without him doing all the talking. Working with Hinata on missions, he hadn't noticed when they had crossed the boundary into friends. It was really nice not having to worry around her. And why should he have to? Hinata had always seemed to be on his side.

And when he thought as far back as he could, he slowly realized something else: she may have been quiet, may have been hiding in the background, but in his memories, Naruto could always pick out Hinata.

Before even Iruka-sensei had believed in him.

Shaking his head once more as the two entered the club, Naruto laughed about a small story Hinata had mentioned about Kiba avoiding Shino like the plague when the Aburame had once been really sick. The Uzumaki had been right: Hinata was a good date.

-oOo-

Hinata was surprised how easy it was. She had feared that her date with Naruto (though she still could hardly believe it was happening) would be awkward as the two tried to place a conversation, but it was simple. Anytime Hinata's own shyness made for a lull in the words, Naruto was only too happy to fill the silence, and his own words always made her smile. Some would call Naruto an idiot, but intelligence, in Hinata's opinion, was overrated by book smarts. Uzumaki Naruto's strong point was how he spoke his words, the way they always had heart in even the most trivial remarks.

The two ate a small dinner ("All right! They have ramen here!") and Hinata couldn't help looking over Naruto. Yes, she adored the aspects of him that weren't easily seen, but she liked the outside, too. He was the only one she knew of who could effectively pull off orange, and furthermore, he managed to combine the orange with black and not look like a Halloween decoration. She guessed this was because of his eyes.

Naruto's eyes were, in Hinata's opinion, the brightest color that she never even knew existed. The sapphire hues sparkled when he spoke, yet had a quality that made them look piercing. Even if the words coming out of Naruto's ever-opening mouth made no sense at all, the Hyuga Heiress felt that if he looked at her with those eyes, she could be convinced of anything.

And when she looked up at Naruto, his hand now out towards her, a smile on his lips, and those eyes catching her own, it was all she could do not to faint but to maintain enough composure to know what was going on.

"Come on, Hinata-chan!" he grinned. Hinata was sure that Naruto could never look un-determined. "We came here for dancing, right?"

Hinata nodded, her skin on fire as Naruto caught her hand in his and lifted her to her feet. Apparently the Uzumaki had not calculated the space between them while she was sitting, and now Hinata, though an experienced Kunoichi, stumbled ever so slightly from the balance offset-- placing her into Naruto's arms.

Her heart pounding in her ears, she slowly managed to find the strength to breathe. This allowed her to breathe in Naruto's scent, further complicating her melting into him. There was the ever-present warmth of ramen, of course, mingled lightly with the smells of Konoha's rooftops, a mix of hearth smoke and open sky, and the strong masculine scent she couldn't find words for, Naruto's own natural smell of playing, training, and running. Always running.

Naruto sighed deeply, a soft prolonged sound she normally felt reserved to her own thoughts (of him, of course). Rather than pull away, the Blond Shinobi's chin rested against the side of Hinata's face, his hands finding their way to her exposed back. She hadn't realized until the warmth of his hands fell on her back how cold she had been. As Hinata could feel Naruto's lips just barely graze her ear and his warm breath as he spoke, she knew, though he might not have, that he could say anything, and she would "believe it."

"We can dance in the corner... if you want..." he sighed, his voice taking a soft but husky quality that sent shivers down her spine. "...So you can dance because no one will be watching you... Well..." Making her chest ache, Naruto stepped back slightly, and she looked up at him in what she hoped was a normal expression. "...Except for me."

"Oh... Okay..."

Didn't he realize that was more than enough?

-oOo-

Naruto's mouth felt unusually dry as he led Hinata into a shadowed area of the club. His mind was racing, something the Uzumaki wasn't used to. More importantly, he wasn't used to thinking so much of Hinata. He'd caught her from falling before, he'd touched hands with her in training, and he'd helped her up to her feet in missions before, so her skin in contact with his should have been routine. Oh, but Gods, it wasn't. When she had slipped into his arms, Naruto was surprised yet again that she could feel so petite and so curvy at the same time. Her skin had felt, as he couldn't manage to keep his hands from her back, soft and just slightly cool, though he could still feel the strength of her toned muscles beneath the delicate skin. Naruto liked the way she smelled, too, almost like lavender, or lilac maybe, a kind of subtle but forestry scent.

The Uzumaki wasn't used to himself blushing.

A lighter pop beat filled the air, something from HYDE or maybe Gackt; Naruto wasn't really good at telling a lot of music apart, and besides, he was distracted. It took a few moments, Naruto leading to try to get Hinata in motion, but eventually she seemed to loosen up enough to realize that he wasn't going to judge her. Why should he? He was far from dubbing himself the Lord of the Dance.

The lights flickered from color to color, Hinata's eyes lightly closed as he watched her take a spin. She looked back at him, a smile filling her features, and he smiled back. She was graceful, her movement reminiscent of her speed and agility in battle. Naruto supposed that being petite had advantages for Kunoichi, being that they could get around more smoothly.

He took her hands, just lightly touching them on top of his own open palms, shuddering slightly at the electric thrill her dainty fingertips sent through him. It was almost surreal, watching the lights pass ever-changing over her: red, blue, pink, and green. Her hands leaving him just for a moment, he sighed as he watched her spin, her arms dancing out around her, the light flicking a faint shade of blue-ish white over her form as she twirled. The edges of her dress flipped out in a display of shimmery blue that led his eyes to trace up the soft paleness of her legs to her tapered waist. Her soft bare back when she spun away led his eyes to spiral around to her well-formed breasts and throat, finally leading to her actually calm face with the soft locks of deepest plum hair.

As Naruto stared, he felt something click in his mind and froze.

He licked his lips as he caught hold of Hinata's wrist on the return spin, just slightly more firmly than before. "Hinata," he said without hesitation in his voice.

"...Y-yes, Naruto-kun?" the Hyuga Heiress responded, blushing at his lack of suffix for her name.

Before he knew what he was doing, Naruto was leading her by the hand out the door of the club. A slight gasp of confusion escaped her lips though she didn't exactly protest. Quicker than he thought he could be, Naruto wrapped an arm around Hinata's waist and leaped onto the rooftops. Settling on a high point lit by only slight moonbeams, he finally stopped to catch his breath.

"...Na... Naruto-kun?" Hinata asked, confused and blushing brightly as he released her and looked at her avidly. "I...Is something wrong?"

"You're the Waterfall Girl."

There was a short silence as he watched her look shyly at her feet. "...Wh...What do you..."

"The Waterfall Girl, Hinata! That one mission--" once he had started spilling out the words, Naruto could certainly not stop. "--I know it was a long time ago, but you have to remember it because I DO! You were training, weren't you? The Protective Trigrams, you were training in the water! That's why you had a cold, because it was you!" She was blushing fantastically red now, but Naruto kept talking.

"I stopped thinking about it because I thought it was a dream, but then you dancing during that contest thing brought it back, even though you were being shy. And I saw you just now, and you spun, and the light hit you, and it was beautiful--" Hinata's hands started to press fingertip to fingertip in nervousness, but Naruto stepped towards her, lightly taking both hands in his own. "--It was you, wasn't it? The beautiful woman I saw WAS real, and it was you!" His eyes searched maniacally over her, reading her blushing features and soft pale eyes. "Hinata, you're the girl I've been dreaming about..."

"Naruto..." Hinata sighed quietly, the blush becoming more subtle but the words not coming out any easier. "I..."

Before she could speak, Naruto pressed his lips against hers. He shuddered at her taste, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her body to press against his own. He pushed a hand affectionately against her chin as he deepened the kiss; breathing in her scent intensely as she cautiously wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She kissed back, starving to melt into his embrace. Naruto's hands stroked her hair lightly, while he simultaneously moved her against a railing on the rooftop. Not caring if someone should glance up, his hands slid slowly across her back, glancing just under the edge of her dress to graze the soft skin of her sides.

Hinata shuddered, a soft moan escaping her lips and lighting a fire brighter inside of Naruto. He felt a low moan combine with a growl of his own voice as their hips pulled closer. She was moaning at his touch.

Hinata's hands slipped delicately under his collared shirt, gracefully caressing his muscles through the black shirt, and his hands slid to her thighs, pushing the hem of the dress slowly up as he sucked lightly on her bottom lip. How to make her moan again? Shaking, his hands slid all the way up her dress, and the moan he had hoped to elicit escaped when he gripped at her hips. Slyly, fearing he may explode if he didn't do so soon, but not daring to move too quickly, his hands slipped hesitantly under the edge of her panty's waistband.

"Naruto!" Hinata moaned, letting out a gasp that encouraged him. The Uzumaki struggled only moments with the panties before he had them slid around her knees. His breath heavy and his eyes deepening in color with anticipation, Naruto's hand slid between her legs.

"Oh... Hinata..." he moaned, feeling the wetness that had formed there. That he could make any girl-- no, woman-- that wet, let alone one as beautiful as Hinata, made him harden even more in pleasure. Wanting to make her moan as much as possible, his fingers gently slid into her. The Hyuga Heiress obliged, moaning loudly and shuddering, her hands shaking and gripping at his back. Naruto broke the kiss to trail it down her neck, nuzzling the softness of her heated skin.

"It's all right, Hinata," he moaned into her neck as he deepened his fingers into her hot puss and nibbled at her sweet skin. Grinding his own hips into her, he slowly took one of her hands with his own free hand. Pulling away enough to grin at her hungrily, he led her hand to his pant line. Her eyes questioned him, and he nodded, flicking his hands inside of her and making her moan and bite her lip as she undid his zipper.

"Oh, Naruto," she whimpered as he led her hand under his clothes to his hard, waiting member. Her hands were so soft, and he found himself groaning into her as she, tentative at first but then enthusiastically, stroked up and down his shaft. Every one of her moans and touches tensed his skin in the most enjoyable way, and he returned her moans and motions eagerly. It didn't take long for him to explode, calling out her name as he came onto her small but agile hand. Panting deeply, he let out a relieved sigh when he felt her own moan of pleasure translate into the throbbing of her pussy around his fingers.

Slipping his hand out of her, Naruto kissed her lips lightly and let the fabric of her dress fall around her waist again. "Hinata," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her as he swayed on his feet. "Why... didn't I realize... before...?" Hinata's only answer was a weak whimper and a sigh as her body still shook softly in his arms. He smiled, allowing her to lean her exhausted body against the railing when she nuzzled her face into his chest.

The slightest breeze carried her quiet whisper up to him as he stared up at the moon. "I've... always... loved you..." He stroked the hair of his new, first lover and kissed the top of her head. "...Oh, Naruto..."

-oOo-

When Hyuga Hinata woke up that morning, she was in her own bed, wearing a pale purple T-Shirt that made her a great nightgown. Glancing around at the morning sunlight streaming into her window, the Hyuga Heiress sighed. She'd never had a dream so real before, so passionate. That had to have been a dream because nothing that amazing could ever be reality, right? It must have been. Blushing at the acknowledgement of the lingering dampness between the demesnes of her thighs, she pushed herself out of bed, slipping on a dark-colored robe.

Oh, how she wished it were real...

Hanabi was making breakfast in the kitchen, and Hinata smiled at her as she sat on a cushion by the table. "Good morning," Hinata smiled.

"Good Morning, Onee-chan," Hanabi greeted, a smile in her voice though she didn't turn around. "There's a package for you on the table."

Hinata raised an eyebrow, just noticing the item wrapped in brown paper. Puzzled, she pulled it into her lap. Before she had finished opening the package, a slip of white parchment fell out, with messy script written across it:

Good Morning, Hinata!

Thought you should have this, I don't think you know you left it...
I'll see you soon.

Oh, and I love you, too.

Naruto ;-3

Confused but blushing in a happy disbelief, she finished opening the package, but immediately turned a scarlet hue from head to toe.

She now held in her hands her own pair of blue panties.

-oOo-

Author's note: Sorry that took so long to get posted! Hope you all enjoyed it, assuming you read it and didn't just skip over it because you disliked NaruHina. Personally, they're definitely one of my favorite pairs. Just because Hinata is seven thousand degrees of adorable, really. : -D

As a random complaint, I would like to point out that it would be nice if properly loaded certain symbols, so I could make proper emoticons in my Author's notes. As well as in Naruto's note. Because an equal sign on both sides of up triangles with an underscore in the middle looks like a Chibi of Naruto. Which I wanted to use for this. But Couldn't. Grrrr. Oh, well, I guess I'll have to fan-art it.

Anywho, That's the first chapter of Miscellaneous Shots. Next one will (hopefully) be up soon. Don't forget about my little random contest, and please give some R&R.

Now, I have to go soak my carpal tunnel in some cold water. Until next time!