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Chapter 4: Feelings?

So where were we? Oh yeah I remember. They were standing nearly inches from each other Naruto's head bent down slightly and her head looking up slightly. They were both blushing (You can guess who was the most) but for some reason neither of them had made any attempt to avert their gaze or take a step back. Hinata normally would never be able to stand so close to him or look him in the eyes. Yet now she was doing both. She was still trying to finish her sentence but her lips only slightly moved not even producing the sounds that needed to be made.

There was a polite cough. (Like the ones you use when you want someone's attention)

Immediately awoken from her trance like state Hinata's entire face quickly became red and she quickly jumped back to her original place not so close to Naruto.

Naruto looked at the person who had interrupted them. He didn't show it but he was quite annoyed.

"Excuse me Hinata-sama…" Takumi said. "Lord Takahiro wishes to meet with you now."

She nodded.

Naruto, Hinata and Takumi were walking down the almost empty corridors. Takumi was leading the two through a crisscross of halls and Naruto was afraid that if he had to spend a lot of time here he would most certainly get lost. He wanted to give Hinata a compliment or say something about the way she looked but every time he parted his lips he couldn't get the sound to come out. 'Well it's not really important I guess its fine.' But he felt like he had to say something. He had wanted to say something from the moment he saw her coming from the door but his tong had just frozen in his mouth. 'It's not going to work like this. What if I try saying. 'I like your dress' or something. That wouldn't be a compliment to her so I shouldn't feel embarrassed.' But even though he thought that. His lips were still frozen in place and he wasn't able to make a single sound. 'What are you doing –ttebayo! You're Naruto Uzumaki and now your to afraid to give a girl only a slight compliment! What's with you?! You don't even like her! It's no big deal! If Kiba or Shino were here they would've made a comment that she looked nice that didn't mean they liked her. Or did they?' Naruto quickly got rid of that thought. 'So if it was okay for them to say, then it would absolutely be okay for me. It's no big deal.'

Naruto took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on the floor. "Y-you know Hinata that's a nice…" Takumi suddenly stopped making Naruto crash into him.

"We're here." He stated.

The doors opened to reveal an enormous room. It was like anything he had ever seen before. The room practically screamed wealth. There was a long carpet from the door to the end of the room where two people were sitting down. To the sides there were enormous pillars and beautiful statue's made of marble. Takumi led them to the two people sitting down at the end of the room and the three of them bowed.

"May I introduce to you" Takumi spoke. "Hinata Hyuuga the first born daughter of Hiashi Hyuuga, head of the Hyuuga clan and Naruto Uzumaki, hired by her father to escort Hinata-sama here safely."

The tallest of the two stood up. Naruto recognized him immediately. This man was Takahiro the man Hinata was going to marry. He was a tall man 4 inches (10 cm) taller then Naruto himself. (So he's around. 1.76 m/ 5.7 foot I think) He was at least two years older then they but it couldn't be more then four. He had a handsome face was dressed in clothing that probably cost more then Naruto's apartment. He had brown hair and brown eyes that looked at Hinata happily. "Welcome to Iwagakure Hinata-chan. I'm very pleased to meet you." He said while he took her hand and kissed it. Hinata blushed at the gesture and Naruto couldn't help but think it was a bit tacky.

Takumi continued with the introduction. "This is Takahiro the first born son of the Tsuchikage and future Tsuchikage." He pointed towards the other man. "This is Ryuu. (Means dragon) Second son of the Tsuchikage and leader of one of the most prestigious personal armies in the world." Ryuu however didn't get up. Unlike his brother, who looked kind and polite, he only looked at them with a disapproving look before sinking further back in his chair. He had short black hairs and seemed to be around their own age. He didn't resemble his brother a lot but you could still slightly see they were relatives.

Takahiro ignored him. "You look truly beautiful Hinata-chan. I see my father did a good job finding me a beautiful bride. Wouldn't you agree Ryuu?"

Ryuu looked up irritated. His eyes slid over Hinata in a studying her. His face still looked angry though and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his gaze. He huffed. "I guess she'll do. Although he could've found someone better-looking if he hadn't made the contract."

Naruto had the urge to beat the crap out of that guy right then and there and it took all of his willpower to stand still.

"Ryuu. I will not allow you to talk to my bride like that. You better show some respect for Hinata-chan right now because soon she will be Tsuchikage's wife and you will have to obey her every command." He smiled and turned to Hinata. "Excuse Ryuu for his rudeness Hinata-chan. He's not totally himself today and apparently he forgot his manners."

Naruto's insides turned. That guy hadn't known Hinata for ten minutes and still he kept calling her Hinata-chan. Even Naruto didn't call her that and he had known her for 8 years. What gave this guy the right? 'Well probably that he's marrying her. That gives him the right.'

"Well Hinata-chan it's already late. What do you say we go to the dining room for some dinner and in the time we finish the guests will have arrived." He turned towards Naruto. "I'll have Hinata's maid Junko escort you to your room since you probably don't know the directions yet and don't forget to ask her about some food. I wouldn't want the person to look after my precious Hinata-chan to starve to death."

Hinata and Takahiro were standing in front of a great entry. They could hear the guests and the music through the wooden door. It opened and several heads turned in their direction.

"Takahiro son of the Tsuchikage and his newly arrived Fiancé Hinata Hyuuga." One of the men introduced/ yelled through the giant room.

Everybody's heads turned as they walked down the stairs. Hinata felt uncomfortable knowing a whole room full of people was looking at her. Everyone in the room was dressed with the most beautiful clothing money could buy but Takahiro had been right Hinata was by far the most beautiful woman in the room. The room was filled with everyone who was of high standard, or 'nobles' as we might say, of the village of Iwagakure.

Several people were walking up to her and introducing themselves. Naruto, who had also entered but not with a big entrée like Hinata had, was amazed at how calm Hinata stayed as numerous people swarmed her, introducing themselves and covering her with more questions then she could handle.

"Please, please people. Take it slow. We wouldn't want Hinata to have to call her bodyguard." Takahiro said. He laughed and the other people too even though Naruto didn't find it really funny. He was standing slightly away from the group so he could oversee enough. Not that he really thought Hinata was really in danger right now. He still had to keep his eyes opened.

The night went by way to slowly for Naruto. It didn't take long for Hinata and Takahiro to get split up. Hinata spent her night talking to everyone who came up to introduce themselves. They asked questions and talked about all kinds of things like politics and other stuff that made Naruto bored out of his mind. Hinata though responded friendly and even though she didn't say a lot took part in most conversations. Naruto but couldn't help but feel like it was all a bit fake. They laughed at things that weren't even funny and had a fake aura surrounding them. It was so different from conversations between his friends. Naruto never realized there was such a big difference between the societies. Naruto realized now more then ever that Hinata belonged to the high society and he to the low. He wondered for a short moment if she found the way he talked to her berating. Maybe he should talk to her like this to. Talk about the birds, the bees, politics and other stuff like that. It was totally different from his normal conversations about Ramen, Sakura, Sasuke, becoming Hokage or brag about the missions he had been on and his own strength.

He was startled from his thoughts when he noticed Takahiro had returned from the group of people he had been talking to.

"I'm sorry people but could I steal Hinata-chan away for a moment? I just realized I hadn't had a chance to dance with her yet."

"Fine but not for to long or we'll have to send the Anbu after you." One of the men Hinata had been talking to said laughing. The others started laughing to and Naruto couldn't help but think again. 'Damn these people with their fake amusement. It just ticks me off.'

Takahiro took her hand and guided her to the dance floor. There was a band there that played classical music on their violins. A new song started and he laid a hand on her back while his other grabbed her hand. She laid the other hand on his shoulder and they began to dance.

Naruto had never seen anything like it. It looked like they were floating over the dance floor. Their chests were firmly pressed against each other and they stared in each others eyes. With a quick glance over to the other dancing people he noticed that they were doing the exact same thing. She looked like an angel dancing like that. Her dress swayed every time she moved and Naruto found it hard to keep his eyes off of her. Even though he was hypnotized by the way her body moved to the rhythm of the music Naruto couldn't find it in his heart to be happy. The way he looked at her, pressed against her and had his hand on her back just made him unexplainable angry. 'I should be the one dancing with her not him.'

Naruto froze. 'What the hell am I thinking?! I don't want to dance with Hinata! Well I mean I wouldn't mind or… Argh… No I want to dance with Sakura! Sakura!' But as he watched them move around all the reasons of wanting to dance with Sakura disappeared. He couldn't think of a single one. If he hadn't been in a trance from watching them dance he probably would've hit himself. 'Having so many perverted senseis absolutely hasn't been good for me. I see a girl dressed up for one time and I'm all over her forgetting about the love of my life.'

'How naive' The Kyuubi chuckled from inside Naruto.

'What are you talking about stupid fox?'

'Nothing kit. Let's just say I was admiring the young Hyuuga.'

'What are you talking about?'

'I've taken an interest in the girl being our mate.'

'Mate?! That's not going to happen. Just keep your perverted thoughts to yourself.'

'I might be a demon but I recognize a beautiful woman when I see one and I hadn't had a mate in 16 years. I'm getting tired of waiting.'

'Great now I have two perverted sensei and a horny fox inside of me. Why is everyone around me a pervert?'

'Hey watch your mouth kit. We'll talk about this again when you have some experience you brat.'

When Naruto looked around him he noticed that the song had ended and Hinata and Takahiro had separated he leaned forward and Naruto cringed. Luckily he leaned towards her ear and whispered something in it. An adorable blush spread over her cheeks and she look down at her feet. Takahiro signaled for Naruto to come closer.

"Naruto could you bring my Hinata-chan to her room? It's been late and I don't want my hime (princess) to be tired tomorrow."

He nodded, glad to be able to leave.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow my Hinata-hime." He said while kissing the back of her hand.

She blushed a deep shade of red and when they both left Ryuu walked up to his brother. "Don't tell me you haven't noticed yet Takahiro."

"Noticed what? The murderous intent and glares I get every time I come close to her of course I have. He's in love with her. But that won't be a problem."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, everything will go on as planned. In a couple of weeks I'll be married nothing can stop that."

Naruto and Hinata were walking trough the hallway in the direction of their rooms. Naruto remembered the route from when he was escorted by Junko earlier that evening. It was a understatement to say that he wasn't happy. 'My Hinata-hime' He did a very bad imitation of Takahiro in his head 'I thought it was bad first when he kept calling her Hinata-chan but this was even worse. Stupid pet names.' He didn't realize it but Hinata was looking at him worried. He looked angry or maybe troubled? She wondered why. Probably because he was bored guarding her all the time.

They stopped when they reached their rooms. Their rooms were next to each other but at night a shinobi from Iwagakure took Naruto's job of protecting Hinata by sitting on a chair next to her door.

"N-Naruto-kun is something w-wrong?"

"I'm fine." He snapped.

She looked sad and turned around preparing to head for her room but he quickly grabbed her wrist. "Hinata I'm sorry. I guess I'm just a bit irritated by those snobs."

"O-Oh, well i-it's important that I b-bond with the local people. Do you want me to take of your tie?"

He nodded.

'I wouldn't mind if she took more off then that.' The Kyuubi chuckled inside Naruto's mind.

She took a step closer and carefully took of his tie. Not making the same mistake again she made before she took a step back before looking up at him and handing him the piece of garment.

"Goodnight N-Naruto-kun." She said.

"Goodnight Hinata." He said adding the –chan suffix only in his mind.

Naruto closed the door of his room and sighed. He took of his clothes and went directly to bed. 'I've been acting so strange today. I guess it started from the moment Hinata-chan nearly drowned. I should try to act normal but I don't know why I can't. I just feel so strange. Hinata looked so beautiful today and I couldn't help but stare at her. Am I really that shallow? Did I only start noticing her since I noticed she was pretty? Well on thing is certain.' Naruto thought to himself. 'I'm NOT in love with Hinata-chan.' Then he pulled the covers over his head stubborn when the Kyuubi tried to convince him otherwise.

Naruto was having breakfast in his room. It had certainly not been a good start of the day. The Kyuubi had tried to seduce him with giving him certain dreams about Hinata. The kind of dreams he once had of Sakura only. Well before the Kyuubi began to meddle anyway. He couldn't get the image of a sweaty and squirming from pleasure Hinata out of his head and had been forced to take a cold shower. He had only been outside his room for 2 seconds and it was enough to know that he was in deep trouble. In the two seconds that it took to open his bedroom door grab the breakfast basket in front of his door and close it, he had seen Hinata in a simple white dress. It wasn't as fancy as the dress she was wearing last night but certainly not something Hinata would wear under normal circumstances. Ayano probably had something to do with it. In the second he saw her his heart began to beat very fast and irregular and his mouth became dry. Now he was eating breakfast thinking of a way to get rid of these feelings he was heaving at the moment. He wondered if maybe he really did have feelings for her.

I had so much trouble with this chapter. I wanted to put something funny in but I couldn't think of anything that I could use. I considered waiting a couple of days to upload because maybe I got an idea but I decided not to. If I think of anything I'll just adjust the chapter.

Not much happens here just some NaruHina stuff and an incredible tie-moment-escaping-move from Hinata =D

Someone asked me: "What writing style do you have?" I was like: o.O what?! Then he said: "Do you write in I form or what?" Me: "Euhm… I actually never noticed. But now that I look back I see that I use all kind of forms mixed together." And then he asked: "What about your style?" Me: o.O He: "What style do you have?" Me: "I don't know. None?" People say I do write a lot of fluff though but is that a writing style? I can't help that I write fluff. Sad stories make me… well sad obviously. What do fluff stories make me? Fluffy? Interesting thought. So when I write stories I become fluffy… Does that make me look fat?

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