It all started when Naruto decided to kiss Sakura. Of course, Sasuke, in a drunken rage, punched him in the face for it, but not before Naruto declared to all of Konoha that he would never give up on her – no matter what. That was the moment in which something inside Hinata snapped, and she decided she would no longer stand for being in a relationship that involved unrequited love.
It had only been a few weeks ago, that the terrible incident had occurred, but Hinata already found herself in the same bar. However, this time, she was only with Kiba, instead of all of Konoha 11 like last time.
"Hinata-chan, slow down," Kiba worried, gently taking the cup of sake away from her. "I brought you here to take your mind off things, not to die of alcohol poisoning."
"I ee-elle dew what ay feckin' wantch, kay?!" Hinata hiccupped incoherently, her shy personality long drowned away in sake. She reached for the cup which Kiba held up high, causing her to sit on his lap, her large breasts swinging in his face. Kiba swallowed deeply and gasped quietly to himself. Control yourself. This is Hinata-chan, not some random hooker you can take advantage of. He silently told himself, lifting Hinata off and away from him. People were beginning to stare.
"C'mon, I'll take you home." Kiba tried to escort Hinata out casually but she leapt onto his back. He decided to submit to her request and propped her up, resisting the urge to support her from her bottom, and instead settled for holding her up by the thighs. She slurred and cursed in his ear when he started to walk – earning mumbles and sneers from their newfound audience. "On second thought, your dad might finally assassinate me if I bring you home like this." He exhaled. Yeah, don't get any ideas, you perv. He warned himself. "You can sleep on my bed with Akamaru."
Once they made it into his apartment, he quickly petted Akamaru, then knelt down and plopped Hinata onto his couch while he raced into his bedroom to clear off the mess on his bed to make room for her. He was suddenly embarrassed by how awfully messy and disgusting his room was and started to clean furiously. He ignored the whines from Akamaru in the living room. Sorry boy, but when Hinata-chan wakes up hung over, the last thing she'll want to see is my pigsty. Let alone smell it. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud thud. He panicked when he saw that Hinata had tried to walk in and had slipped on the water he was using to clean, she was rubbing her butt in pain.
"Hinata-chan!" Kiba cried, and urged Akamaru to stop barking. "Are you okay?" He tried to help her up but ended up stumbling down himself, falling on top of her. His face flushed and he tried to get off but she moved her head up and pecked him on the lips. He turned even redder, "What was that for?!" He yelped in shock, and clumsily got off of her. He tried to pretend like nothing happened and picked her up by the arms from the ground, but she tackled him onto his bed. "W-what are you doing, H-Hinata-chan?" For once, Hinata wasn't the one stuttering.