Disclaimer: I do not own, nor do I intend to own the source of Naruto.
Hinata took her time exiting the building; curiosity was getting the best of her. When she reached the unlit street, she glanced back up at the balcony that led into Naruto's apartment. The door that was open not minutes ago, was closed shut with blinds. She had no idea who Naruto was waiting for, but whomever it was had been present for Hinata's departure.
The woman crossed the street, slumping against the side of the opposite building, almost staring up at the closed door. The veins around her eyes embossed as she gained a front row audience to Naruto's secret. She gasped when she recognized Kiba sprawled out on the bed underneath Naruto. It made an amazing amount of sense to Hinata—Naruto's secret lover. After all, he had described to her before, he moved on.
It was a little surprising in her moment of fascination towards Naruto, that she felt a bit of jealousy bite the back of her mind. What could Kiba give him that I couldn't? Several answers noted back in reply, the biggest one being that Kiba had a dick while Hinata didn't. Still, with ongoing fascination, Hinata watched as the figures in the apartment went through an intricate and intimate routine.
It took her some time to truly understand a difference in Naruto during this phase. Her unique eyes not only made her privy to the physical form of people through walls, but the chakra flows as well. In Naruto's case, an odd flow was emanating out in a different pattern. A red aura was nearly pulsating without bounds around its container. Hinata knew this was the transpose of the Kyuubi in Naruto. The demon-red essence was part of the nine-tailed fox.
She recalled the time when Sakura had informed her of Naruto's position. She explained all about Naruto's history in intimate detail. Sakura had hinted away that she held a crush on Naruto even since Sasuke left, but could never show it for so many different, and useless, reasons.
A cold wind blew through the street, bringing Hinata back from her daze. She had been watching Naruto and Kiba wrestle and move about for a little over a half hour, when the temperature dropped. She took note of the moon beginning its descent in the sky; it was getting very late, and things would have to end soon.
This is also when Naruto's chakra flow changed intensity. From a recent mix of blue and red, the colors shifted to a near-blood tone. The demon's aura was consuming Naruto's body. Hinata gasped for concern, thinking that the fox would perhaps break the seal tonight and repeat its destructive history over again.
Then she noticed Kiba, pinned against the wall. He was perfectly calm considering the adrenaline-rushed situation. She sat in awe against the building for the next unknown time as both of the two men in the room reached their climax. An additional peak of interest rose when she noticed the demon-aura dissipate into thin air as Naruto passed his point. Interesting, she mused.
She thought for a moment she could understand what the two were talking as they quickly cleaned up any evidence of their encounter. Both took a quick shower before Kiba headed for the balcony door. She noted that there was no sign of sentiment or an intimate relationship between the two as Kiba passed and reclosed the balcony door.
The dog-nin bounded up to the roof's peak before he heard the woman on the street clear her throat. The night was silent, except for the wind, and the cacophony broke the peace like a ripple on water. His head snapped down as his eyes focused on Hinata raising herself from her sitting position.
Kiba almost had an anxiety attack above Naruto's apartment. Hinata saw this, and chose her words carefully.
"It's good to see you again Kiba-kun. It is very late, though, and I must be heading home. Would you help me to my house? It would give us a little time to reconnect."
She gave out her most seductive smile and tone so as to ease Kiba from his tension. Normally, if she really wanted Kiba to follow her command, she would have woven more power into her words. But coercion would be counterproductive in this tense time.
Kiba took his silent time descending the building-side. When he reached Hinata, a blast of wind caught Hinata's nose as she breathed in a scent of strong musk from the dog-nin. The smell reminded her of the countless times she had cuddled up against Kiba in emotional times. He moved within inches from her, looking up into her eyes with fear and concern, but confidence and bravery. He was hiding his shock well, waiting for Hinata to take the next move.
Kiba suddenly was victim to a tight hug from the woman, stunned silent for a moment before relaxing ever-so slightly. When she released him, she took his hand, leading to follow.
"Let's take a walk."
Kiba just nodded his head and followed.
"Drop the concern Kiba, I'm not going to reveal anything about your adventures. I have no need for such low blackmail."
Relief washed over the man's face like a change of weather. Not completely guard-less, but enough for color to fill his face again.
"It's good to see you again." he spoke, not meeting her eyes.
"It's good to be back," she paused, debating her next move. "So how long?" she questioned, directing towards their previous location.
"Eh? Oh, wha—that? Um, it's a long story." Kiba diverted quickly. Hinata pestered him silently for a moment before he added, "It's not my place to say. It's his explanation, not mine."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means I don't want to talk about it. I'm sorry."
The conversation was growing taunt, so Hinata threw her apologetic gaze towards the ground. "I just wanted to know if he's happy."
Kiba hesitated in his step before he stopped. "What?"
"Is he happy? He told me that he has moved on, and I'm happy for that. He just seemed, distracted, that's all. I just want to know if he's doing well."
Kiba restarted the casual pace through Konoha's streets, contemplating his reply. When he finally spoke, it was very careful, like every word could mean life or death to hundreds of people.
"He is as well as you could hope for. Times were hard to him after you left. He went through a lot of phases, and I guess I was the only one who was there to really help him through them. Neji hasn't said a single word to him in all this time, and that kind of rejection hit him hard. He blames himself for his low state. He has become masochistic over his troubles. Everything has been compounding his whole life, and I think he just finally snapped.
'He all but kills himself with physical pain to cover all the torment he's endured. I found him on one of his rampages a few months ago. That demon fox inside him was leaking rage strong enough to shake the ground. Apparently it's become very protective of Naruto. I don't know all the details, and they're not mind to really tell; but we found something that helps him keep his fueling rage in check. He's very aggressive, and I guess we stumbled across something that we both didn't know we would enjoy."
It had taken Kiba a long time to describe everything to Hinata. She remained silent the entire time, listening intently to every word. When he spoke the last phrase, she noticed the serious look on his face had flashed a smile. When he fell silent, his eyes diverted to the ground and he stopped walking. It had taken so long, they were at the front gate to the Hyuuga Estate.
Hinata noticed the question in Kiba's stance, and raised his head to meet eyes.
"Your secret is safe with me. Thank you for helping him. I am in your debt. Thank you for everything."
They held in a strong hug for the last moment there as Hinata's eyes welled with tears. Kiba smiled, more for unknown reasons, but also for Hinata. He was very happy to see her again. An old friend he hadn't seen in a long time just returned, and it was as if their distance hadn't skipped a single beat. Their bond had grown stronger over the months without even knowing it.
When the moon finally settled down for the day, Kiba was just closing his bedroom door, Hinata was drifting into a solid sleep, and Naruto was twitching from a nightmare he couldn't wake from.
It was the same one he'd been coping with for so many nights. Only this time, Hinata was the one punishing him for his crimes.