This is a little NARUHINA fanfic that I wrote when I was inspired by the song Love Story by Taylor Swift. It was a big hit on my DeviantART page so I thought that it would be good to share it on here. Enjoy!

The party was being thrown in my family's ballroom that was located on the west side of the second floor of my family's manor. The chandler was light bright and there were a few candle operas lit here and there. While my sister was off scolding Konohamaru about what happened earlier, I was talking to one my teachers, and close family friend, Kurenai about her new baby that her and her husband was expecting.

"I felt it," I said excitingly as I felt her unborn child kick.

Kurenai giggled at my excitement, "If you get excited just by feeling my baby kick I wonder how you'll be when you have a baby Hinata."

"Well I have to find the right guy first," I responded with a light giggle.

"Maybe you'll get lucky and find him tonight. I doubt any guy could reject a beauty like you Hinata," Kurenai told me with a smile.

She was right. So far all the guys that I've met have made the first move; I've always been the one to turn them down.

"I'm sorry Kurenai," my father said as he came up from behind me and placed his hand on my shoulder, "but I have to steal my daughter from you if you don't mind."

"It's fine with me Hiashi I have to go make sure Asuma is behaving himself anyway," Kurenai said with a smile.

"Ok then, please keep on enjoying the party," my father said as he gave Kurenai a small bow before she walked off. "Come over here Hinata I have someone here that I want you to meet," my father said as he began to guide me somewhere.

"This Mr. Jiraiya and his wife Tsunade," my father said as he motioned his hand toward a shaggy white haired, with it pulled back in a pony tail and a blonde haired woman with bust size that looked to be bigger than mine. "Jiraiya here is the owner of a well known publishing company in America," my father continued.

"Nice to meet you," I said to the couple as I gave them a light curtsey.

"Aw Hiashi she's so adorable. She looks just like your late wife," the woman, Tsunade I think was her name, said with a smile.

"Yes she does," my father said with a smile, "Hinata, Tsunade here is a well known medic here in England," my father told me.

"Don't forget she's also well known for her sharp tongue," her husband, Jiraiya I think was his name, said as he placed his arm around her shoulders.

"Shut up Jiraiya no one asked you about that," she snapped. Mrs. Tsunade instantly covered her mouth, "I'm sorry, that was very un-lady like of me," she said with a nervous laugh, "I guess this is what happens when you're raised around mostly men."

I heard my father lightly laugh. "Um father, could I go get something to drink please," I asked him.

My father looked at me, "That's quiet alright just hurry back," he said.

"Yes sir," I responded before I left.

Why is father even introducing to those two? By the looks of it they don't even have a son to pair me off with, since that would be the only reason why my dad would introduce them to me. Maybe he just wants Mrs. Tsunade to teach me some medical stuff, but I'm already learning enough subjects as it is.

I sighed as I walked up to the refreshment table and picked up a drink.

"Well small world," I heard someone say from beside me.

I looked to my right to see a familiar pair of crystal blue eyes. It was the boy from the ally way. I let out a small "Eep" from being surprised at how close his face was to mine, and accidently dropped my glass of red wine. As I was expecting to hear the glass shatter at my feet with my eyes closed, something strange happened.

The sound never approached my ears.

"Oh no, I'm really sorry this happened," I heard the boy say to me.

I opened my eyes and saw the boy holding my wine glass in between his fingers.

"I'm really sorry about your dress Miss, I didn't mean for it to happen," he said to me with sad eyes.

I looked down at my dress and saw that somewhere on the skirt was a big red spot on my light pink dress. Oh no this is horrible! "Um if you would excuse me I have to get this out before it sets," I said to the blonde haired boy as I walked away.

"Hold on at least let me help you. My godmother taught me how to get stains out of clothes," he said as he grabbed the upper part of my arm.

I didn't know what to say, I mean I know how to get stains out too but… I don't know what to do.

How did this happen to me? Really, how did this happen? How did I end up alone in a room with a really handsome boy, whose name I still don't know? And after of figuring out where exactly the stain was I know this is going to be really embarrassing.

"Ok this might be cold but my Godmother did say that cold water always works better than warm water," the boy said as he walked over with a wet cloth that he soaked in water.

"Um I can do it really," I said with my usual nervous stutter.

"No allow me it was my fault for scaring you like that," he said. When he straightened out my dress to get a better look at the stain's size he froze. "Uh, you know you can do it," the boy said as he looked away and handed me the wet rag when he finally realized the stain was on my crotch.

"Uh t-thank you," I said as I took the rag away from him.

After a few minutes of silence the blonde haired boy broke the awkward silence, "So, um, I guess you're wondering what I'm doing here," he said awkwardly.

"A… A little," I said nervously.

"Ok well my Godparents were invited to this party and decided to drag me along so that I could meet the host's daughter. From what they told me, she's been having a hard time finding a guy. So my Godmother forced me to get all dressed up and come here. Dumb, huh? I guess you're pretty shocked from seeing me from before to now. I mean it's like I'm a totally different person," he said with a grin and scratched his head.

So he was basically forced to come here to meet me.

"Oh ya," he said as he snapped his fingers, "My name is Naruto by the way," he said with a grin.

I could feel myself obviously blush so I quickly looked down and went to work on the wine stain. "So, um, N-Naruto… why were you dressed like a peasant earlier," I asked.

"Huh? Oh I was hiding from my Godmother. When she told me I had to come to this party to meet some girl I instantly ran away in some old clothes I had and pretended I was a peasant. I really hate going to these parties, you know the one's where all they do is find someone for you to pair up with, so I end up dressing like a peasant a lot. Most of the merchants and usual people on that street only know me as a peasant boy. It's pretty funny when you think of it," Naruto said with a light giggle.

"So how do you know Konohamaru," I asked again.

"I met him like I did for other people, on the streets. He was lost and I helped him get home. He found out that I was of the same status as him only a month ago at another dumb match-up party."

Ok I get it. You hate these parties you can stop saying that. I mean I don't like them either for their purpose but since you said that you have no interest in really meeting me then I'm not interested in staying.

I then got up from the chair I was sitting in.

"Hey did you get the stain out," I heard Naruto ask.

I kept my head down, I didn't really want to him to see me.

"Ya," I lied, "it just needs to dry now." I started to head towards the door.

"You want me to escort you back to the party," he asked.

"No thanks, I'm not going back to the party anyway," I said as I stepped out of the door.

I began to walk toward the door that led to the entrance hall of my family's manor. When I reached the door I couldn't help myself, I decided to look back. I saw as Naruto walked out of the back room, from where we were earlier. Meeting him at the door was that publishing company owner I met earlier, Jiraiya I think, and his wife. Jiraiya gave Naruto a sneaky grin and said something that I couldn't make out, due to the music playing in the background. Naruto shook his head no and waved his hands in front of him. I then saw Mrs. Tsunade put an angry look on her face and pinch Naruto's ear and pulled at it. Naruto seemed to be crying in pain.

I shook my head and then left the room, not wanting to watch the rest. I guess those were his Godparents. That means he really was forced to come see me.

I was sitting at my white dressing table and writing my usual daily private journal of how today was for me. How I met Naruto. How he said that he was forced to come to my father's party to just meet me. Stuff like that. I then heard a knock at my door.

"Yes," I said as I opened the door, it was my father, he didn't look too happy. "F-Father," I stuttered.

"What are you doing up here," he asked sternly.

"I, um, I spilt some wine on my dress so I came up and went ahead and changed in my night gown."

"Then hurry and get dressed. I still have someone for you to meet," my father said.

"Is he Mr. Jiraiya's and Mrs. Tsunade's Godchild," I asked.

My father's eyes opened wide and he put a confused look on his face, "How did you know," he asked.

"I met him earlier already. I'm sorry but I don't feel right about this. He told me that his godparent's forced him to come, so I don't want to force him to stay here any longer," I responded.

My father sighed. "Hinata his Godparent's are in the same predicament that I am in with you. He's already twenty years old and still single, he's never even had a girlfriend or showed interest in girls. Just please get dressed, talk to him a little longer, and maybe have one dance with him please," my father begged.

"But father I don't want to force him to stay at a party that he doesn't even want to be at," I said.

"Hinata please, you're not forcing him to stay his godparents are. Just please get dressed and come back down.

I let out a heavy sigh. "Yes father," I responded.

On behave of my father's wishes I was back at the party. Only this time I kept talking to my friends and stayed away from Naruto. I really don't want to force someone who doesn't want to be here to do anything else. While I was outside on the balcony talking to some of my friends I felt someone grab my wrist.

"H-Hanabi what are you doing," I asked my little sister as she dragged my off somewhere inside.

"You need to stop hiding Hinata and talk to the guy you like, I saw him here talking to Konohamaru," she responded.

"Wait Hanabi, let go," I demanded as I tried to stop my sister, but sadly my heels didn't have enough traction to let me stop.

"Hey Konohamaru," my little sister shouted.

The boy from her class turned around, with fear on his face, and then jumped behind the person he was talking to, Naruto. As we approached the two boys my sister let go of my wrist and placed her hands on her hips, "Konohamaru don't tell me you're trying to get more stealing tips from your friend," she said.

"No," Konohamaru shouted. "For your information Hanabi, Naruto here isn't really a street boy; he's been raised in a noble family all his life. The whole peasant look is just a disguise he uses to hide from his godmother."

"Whatever," Hanabi said as she rolled her eyes.

A new song began to play.

"Come on Konohamaru, you're dancing with me," Hanabi said as she grabbed her classmate's hand, "Hinata maybe you should dance with him too," she told me as she pointed to Naruto.

Naruto's eyes widen and his body stiffened. "W-Wait, you're Hinata! You're that girl I'm here to meet," he said when my sister and Konohamaru was gone.

"S-Sorry I should've told you earlier," I said as I kept my head down.

"No I'm the one who should apologize. Uhg, bloody hell I should've never said that stuff to you! You probably think I'm a big jerk don't you," Naruto said as he looked at me with worried eyes.

"No. I knew where you were coming from," I said as I held onto my left arm.

"Let me make it up to you please," Naruto said as he grab my hands and held them between his.

I could feel my face become warmer and warmer so I quickly looked away. "O-Ok then," I stuttered from embarrassment.

"Great come on," Naruto said as he escorted me onto the dance floor.

"Sorry but first I have to do something to get my godparents off my back," he said to me.

Naruto then pulled my body close to him by placing his left hand on my lower back and pulling me close. I couldn't look at him. I know we just met but he's making my heart beat really fast. I can practically feel my own heart beat in my own hands. I really hope he can't feel it that would be really embarrassing.

While we were dancing the waltz I kept my head down. I figured as long as I didn't look up, directly at Naruto then my face wouldn't turn red. But still I know I'm still blushing about dancing with him. Why? I've danced with other guys before. Why is he different?

"Hinata looking down at our feet shows that you don't know what to do," I heard Naruto say into my ear, trying to keep the conversation just between us I guess. "From what my godparents told me you should know how to do a simple waltz."

"I-I do… it's just that, um," I couldn't think of a good explanation.

"Just look up and follow my lead if you're sketchy with it." Naruto's voice sounded very smooth and soothing.

I didn't really want him to stop talking into my ear but I could feel stares from other's at my father's party so I did what Naruto said, I looked up and followed his lead.

For the rest of the party, Naruto and I decided to distance ourselves from everyone else and set our stories straight, well actually from him to set his story straight. We were sitting on a stone bench in my family's garden just talking about things.

"Wow you mean you made this dress all by yourself," Naruto said amazed as he looked at the detail in the new blue monochromatic dress I was wearing.

"Ya my mom taught me how to sew like this before she passed away," I said with a light giggle. No one but my sister has ever praised my sewing before. It felt good coming from someone else for once.

"So, um, Naruto," I began to say but sadly trailed off from my question I was meaning to ask.

"Yes," Naruto said curiously.

"Never mind, it's probably a too personal question to ask anyway," I said as I kept my eyes off of him. Why would I even think of asking him that? It might not be a good thing to talk about if I would've gotten a bad response.

I felt a hand cover mine, "Go ahead, ask," I heard Naruto say.

I took a deep breath and faced toward him, "How did you become Mr. Jiraiya's and Mrs. Tsunade's godchild," I said bluntly, maybe too bluntly.

Naruto looked at me with shocked eyes. He then looked away, looking very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry I knew I shouldn't have asked," I said as I covered my face out of embarrassment.

"No it's ok, really," Naruto said as he lowered one of my arms. "You see my parents were killed when they were on a train to go to Switzerland for their 13th wedding anniversary. Their train crashed on a faulty track. When their wills were read they stated that I would be taken care of by Jiraiya and Tsunade. Jiraiya used to be my dad's teacher; he was supposed to take over Jiraiya's publishing company in America after he passed away. But now since my dad died before Jiraiya could I'm next in line for the job," Naruto said as he scratched the back of his head, "But, I don't really want to do that," he said sounding a little saddened.

"Why is that," I asked.

"Because I want to see the world before I decide to settle down and run a business. That's kind of why I keep trying to avoid parties like this," he responded with a smile.

I couldn't help but just stare at him and his confident smile.

Naruto's face then went blank, "Sorry I probably sound like an idiot don't I," he asked.

"No, I think your plans on life are really… interesting," I said with a smile.

Naruto put on his warm gin again.

I don't know why but I think he might be different than the other men I've met before. He was the first to have engraved himself into my memory.

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