Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Though I wished I did...

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Monday's child is fair of face

Ah, the agony. The burning burning agony. Agony burning up her skin, making her hot, tinting her pale cheeks.

Why had she let them talk her into doing this?

Oh yeah, because today was Monday. Not just any Monday either. It was the Monday that everyone celebrated the First's birthday. And today everyone was running around looking for work to do, jobs for the upcoming Konoha Karnival (She never bothered to point out that Carnival was actually spelled with a C). While she had sat admist all the confusion, completely dazed and confused. And so like that all the jobs were taken up. Or, should she say, all the good jobs? Well, actually, her job wasn't that bad. In fact a lot of girls had wanted to do it. But... those people weren't her. And her friends had signed her up for it (without her permission of course). She would have gladly traded jobs with the other girls. Except that loud Sakura and pushy Ino wouldn't allow her to. Said that it would be a good learning experience. And she hadn't had the guts to talk back. They were just too scary... Besides, she really did want everyone to have fun. And so she got stuck with this job.
How she hated Mondays…

"Kissing booth is now opened!"

Sakura's voice - amplified with a megaphone - carried far, even sending vibrations through the trees. Hinata didn't bother to point out that Sakura could have just done it without that megaphone. Her voice was already loud enough as it was. No, Hinata was too busy focusing on the fact that the kissing booth - the very station that she was operating - was now open. Which meant that soon there would be guys waiting in line to kiss her. Ah, she certainly hoped not. Inside, she secretly wished that nobody came to the fun fair. Or, at least, no guys. It's not that she was scared of guys... It's just that. Well.

Hinata Hyuuga had never been kissed.

How agonizing. She couldn't let anybody else know that. She would be humiliated. But still... she had always imagined that her first kiss would be different from this. Different from swapping spit with a random guy eagerly holding a small red ticket. She pictured it to be with, well, another guy. A guy with soft blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She shook his image out of her head and turned towards the line.

Her mouth dropped open; her eyes which could see through everything opened all too wide. 50 or so males waited in the line. Varying from preteens to middle-aged. So much for hoping that nobody would come... Her all-seeing eyes twitched a little bit.

Oh, look who was first in line. A man with silvery-gray hair which stuck like spikes along his body. A man who's black eyes were often seen drooling over young women. A man who was usually with Naruto, training him for new techniques.

A man who was going to be Hinata Hyuuga's first kiss. The kiss everyone said you would remember forever.
How delightful... but she supposed it could be worse. Like Orochimaru with his long toungue for example. She shuddered.

"HAHAHA! WHAT A CUTE GIRL! OH I AM SO LUCKY!" The lecherous old saanin bellowed, waving his red ticket. His lips puckered up and he sprayed breathspray into his mouth - peppermint flavor.

Hinata closed her eyes and prepared. Just pretend that the person in front of you isn't really that older lecher. Pretend that it's N-...
Her thoughts were interrupted by someone else's screams.

"PERVERT-SAANIN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" She opened her eyes, only to see a yellow blur push Jiraiya onto the ground. Sounds of struggle ensued.

"Geroff me! I was about to kiss a cute young lady!"
"In your dreams. I can tell that you're drunk right now! No more alcohol or women until you help me master my jutsus!"

The commotion knocked her stand off-balance. The back-board slowly falling to her head. She watched, dazed.

"Ah! Miss! Watch out!" She was pushed out of the way by a strong arm, feeling nothing fall on top of her but another body. She couldn't concentrate clearly. What soft skin this person had, what gentle breaths. What soft lips.
It was only then that she realized that he had fallen ontop of her, not just body, but mouth as well. Shock cleared the haze her mind was in. She jumped up instantlly.

Her first kiss. That kiss she was never going to forget, stolen from her. And by who? She glanced down at the body still lying in the dirt. So much for her dream. If only it had been...
Naruto! Naruto!? She blinked her eyes, checking to see if she was seeing things. Oh, it was him alright. With his soft blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Blue eyes which were now widened in shock.

Blue eyes which gazed at her. A gaze accompanied with a soft pink blush.

She felt a blush reach her cheeks as well. She rubbed her lips, the kiss fresh in her mind. Meanwhile, Sakura and Ino were clearing the line. "Move along! Move along! Nothing here! The stand's broken so the kissing booth is now officially closed."
Sakura winked at her before returning back to usher the line.

Hinata looked down at Naruto. "Ah... Gomen-nasai. If I had been more attentive you would not have had to push me and well...," her blush deepened.
Naruto gave her a foxy smile. "Don't apologize. It'll ruin the magic of the kiss." He got up and ran off to the food stand. "We should meet up later! Wanna hit the arcade in an hour or so? I won't take no for an answer!"

As he ran off to the food stand, Hinata smiled. The feel of his lips, the smell of his breath still lingered on her. He tasted like... ramen.
She giggled, then turned red.
She blushed and felt something burning up her skin and making her hot. Except this time it was definitely not agony.

Maybe Monday wasn't as bad as she had thought.