Hello to those still following this story and/or me...

I know its been a long time since i post for... well, actually, every story...

Being a senior in high school has its downsides... Sigh, i'm at the trough of my hill...

Either way, i hope you enjoy the chapter...

I'm sorry...

Chapter 6: What's been said has been said...

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Minato rounded the corner and stalked up the steps that led into the second floor of the apartment complex. He walked past two doors before stopping in front of the third. He raised his hand to knock but was stopped by the sounds of struggling and then silence. It didn't last long though, as the sound of glass shattering was heard and Minato donned a serious expression. Muffled voices began to speak and one was his student. The other sounded familiar but the name and face escaped him. It was then that Minato noticed that door's frame was bent inward, as if someone had previously forced their way into the room.

More sounds of struggle ensued and Minato burst into the door, expecting to find Kakashi fighting an intruder or something. He sweat dropped at the sight before him.

His other student, Obito Uchiha, smiled a happy, yet drunken smile while he sat on the back of one Kakashi Hatake. Kakashi was struggling, of course, but whatever was pumping in his blood system was seriously affecting his agility, strength and intelligence. Or maybe he just didn't try all that hard. Regardless…

"What the hell?" The question hung in the air as his two students stared at him, at first with blank expressions before Obito smiled cheekily and Kakashi's struggles increased ten-fold. He finally found leverage in the form of Obito's left leg. He pulled on it and shifted his lower back up, to throw Obito forward and make him fall flat on his face. Once on his feet, Kakashi sloppily saluted his sensei and surrogate father.

In spite of the throbbing pain in his face, Obito still found the strength to laugh and smile with a carefree demeanor.

"Yooooo sensei!" Obito cheerfully called out and Kakashi sighed, his mask covering the buzzed blush that stained his cheeks.

Through this whole ordeal, Minato stayed relatively quiet. He moved inside and closed the door behind him. His eyes continually moved from Kakashi to Obito, taking in every detail. His expression was passive but inside, Minato felt confusion and yet inner joy.

Finally, a smiled graced his lips and he hugged Obito.

"Obito, it's been so long," Obito stood about two inches taller than Minato, his hair exactly the same as it was years ago. In fact, everything besides a few choice articles of clothing and color scheme remained the same. He changed it from blue and orange to black and red. He also wore a blood red scarf. It never seemed to leave his neck; wherever he was, that scarf would always rest on his neck. The reason behind it was his own but Minato and Kakashi both knew why.

"It's good to see you, too, sensei. Oh, and if I haven't thanked you for sending me off to a year-long mission to be Konoha's temporary ambassador for Kiri, let me do that now," he cleared his throat to add to the sarcasm. "Thanks."

"It was a pleasure." Minato retaliated before getting a good look at Obito. He then remembered why he came to Kakashi's apartment. "I was counting on your mission to end around this time. I need you," He turned and cast his gaze on the lazy scarecrow. "And you to help me find my goddaughter." Both set of eyes widened at this.

"How long ago was this?" Kakashi asked, beating Obito to the punch.

"Not long ago. A little over three days ago." He told them and they both nodded smartly.

"Well what are we waiting for?" Obito asked as he cracked his knuckles. "Let's get this started."

Minato shook his head at Obito's eagerness. "Meet me at the front gates in less than half an hour. That should be enough time for the both of you to get your things and to get something to eat before we leave."

"Hai." The two students chorused and Minato moved to leave before stopping and facing his students again.

"Do… I want to know what was going on before I arrived?" The question seemed reluctant to be asked but once it was, Kakashi groaned into his palm and Obito chuckled sheepishly. Both simultaneously shook their head.

Minato sighed and turned to leave. "Okay, just checking."

Thirty minutes seemed to pass like seconds and soon enough, Minato found three fourths of his team in attendance.

Obito, after a few minutes of waiting, became restless. "Why haven't we left yet?"

"We still need to wait for one more…" He trailed off as he saw a silhouette come walking towards them. Because of the fog that crept over Konoha, the three shinobi couldn't make out who exactly was walking towards them until he was within ten feet of the trio. When the silhouette came under the street lamp, Minato was surprised.

"Hokage-sama," Hiashi bowed his head at Minato with as much respect as he could muster. Hiashi rose and amusement colored his eyes. "Is something the matter, Hokage-sama?"

"I was sort of expecting a Hyūga and…"

"Am I not a Hyūga?" Minato shook his head furiously.

"It's not that but when I sent that message, I assumed you'd be too busy to go on the search so you'd send a Branch Member to accompany me."

Hiashi raised an eyebrow. "The same can be said for you, Hokage-sama. Running this village is a heavy burden to carry. I am quite surprised you have found the time to do this mission at all."

"I found a temporary substitute." Minato answered calmly.

"As did I." Hiashi responded and Minato smiled faintly. Obito and Kakashi watched the interaction quietly, and, surprisingly, it was Kakashi that interrupted it.

"Come on, we should probably start this search before any remaining leads become any colder." Minato and Hiashi nodded and they faced the gates before sprinting down the dirt road.

'Please hold on Hinata, Hiashi thought in mid-run, his features becoming as hard as stone. I'll come get you. I won't lose you, either.'

[*.*.*.*]

"No way!"

"It's true."

"Naruto's not going to like this." Daichi said as he rubbed the remaining sleep out of his eyes.

He was in the middle of the best sleep he'd gotten in a long time and the dream wasn't so bad either. Oh, how he hated seeing Kurotsuchi in his room now, she was always bad news one way or another. However, his thoughts of sleep disappeared when the first statement she made was about Hinata and Konoha.

"I know! Isn't it great?" she squealed with a smirk. Daichi, however, felt differently.

"Naruto seems really fond of this girl," Daichi reminded her. "He might get all depressing if he finds out." he shook his head. "Emo Naruto is not a good thing." Kurotsuchi just scoffed.

"He'll be fine, he's got me," Daichi gave her a look and she sweat dropped. "Er, you too... I guess."

"That's not what I meant." Daichi fell on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. "Why do you go after him so feverishly?" she blushed and glared at the nonchalant brown haired boy.

"W-What do you mean?" she heard him sigh but he remained motionless.

"It's obvious to everyone but the brainless killing machine that you have a crush on him." Kurotsuchi's face lit up like the sky after fireworks, half from embarrassment, half from rage. "The only problem is, you keep going after him even though he's unconsciously rejected you."

"No he hasn't!" she yelled, making Daichi flinch. He sat up and stared at Kurotsuchi dead in the eyes, gray eyes focused on pink.

"I'm going to say this with as much respect and sympathy as I can," Kurotsuchi noticed that his eyes flickered from care to some unreadable emotion before they returned to sympathy. "Naruto doesn't like you the same way you like him." It came out kind of harsh, there was a biting tone to it but Daichi couldn't help it. Just telling her this brought back old emotions and memories, ones he wished he could do away with forever. However, she needed to hear this. She needed to wake up and face the facts, not brush them aside like a kid in denial.

"What makes you say that?" Daichi felt a vein about to pop. He took in a deep breath and let it out through his nose. He followed it up with a shake of his head and gently pushing her out of his room. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm done. Good night." Kurotsuchi was outside his room at this point and turned to face her teammate who had droopy, sad eyes. "See ya in the morning." The door slammed in her face and silence ensued. Kurotsuchi just stared at the door for a while longer before clicking her teeth and walking away.

Daichi just laid his back against the door and slid down until he touched the ground.

"Damn it Kurotsuchi," he put a hand over his racing heart. "Now I won't be able to get her off my mind for a week. Perfect," he added flatly before he sighed and went straight for bed. Let the cat-and-mouse game with sleep begin...

[*.*.*.*]

"I still think I can beat you in a spar." Hinata joked with a mock-passive face. Naruto chuckled and let his hands rest behind his head. They originally planned on going to bed, in their respective rooms, but they happened to have crossed paths with a supposed psychic. The lady looked crazy to Naruto and he had no problem sharing this little piece of information with Hinata who just giggled. The phony blabbered on about a blue cat and some kind of slug fighting some kind of furball.

Afterward, they found a little clearing with a water fountain and a small park. Usually reserved for little kids, a couple about two years Naruto's and Hinata's senior played on the swings. The boy, somewhat taller than Naruto, was pushing the girl while she laughed. Instead of going straight for the empty seat next to the happy couple, the two made their way towards the fountain and sat on its borders, where their conversation picked up.

"I don't know. One view of my awesome skills and you'll be thinking twice before asking for a spar." Naruto barked proudly. Hinata donned a thoughtful expression and then nodded with conviction.

"Maybe you're right, I wouldn't stand a chance against a big, strong man like you." She batted her eyelashes and leaned forward. Naruto blinked and moved back, watching as Hinata gave him a fake sad and worried look. "Please save me." Her chin almost touched his but he slid away, his blush as red as blood. However, Hinata was hot on his trail. Her expression changed to a coy one as she followed after him.

"I'm just a helpless damsel in distress. Won't you help me?" Naruto gulped and continued to move back, slowly inching away from Hinata, his libido wanting him to go the opposite way. He and his libido have never really seen eye to eye. Hinata seductively placed her right index finger over her lip and pouted. "W-What's wrong?" The soft, lulling voice sent Naruto over the edge...

Literally...

He fell back into the water; the cold, COLD water. In less than a second, he burst from the water, shaking and yelling as he made his way out of the water. He saw Hinata with her back turned and her shoulders shaking.

"Hinata? Are you-" he walked up to her and was interrupted when she turned and had a brilliant smile on her face while she giggled. Naruto stared at her oddly for only a second before he frowned. Hinata composed herself and then noticed his expression.

"I-I'm sorry." she apologized. Then she saw his eyes shine with what she now confirmed as mischief. She took a step back and a small amount of fear crept into her when he smiled a little too sweetly.

"You like to laugh I see." Hinata nodded hesitantly while Naruto took a step forward. "It just so happens, I love to make people laugh." Naruto sprang into action as he brought his fingers onto Hinata's sides and started to tickle her. The response was instantaneous as she let out a giggle from surprise before bursting out laughing.

"N-N-No, s-stop! PLEASE!" She shouted with glee but Naruto only laughed with her and continued his tickle attack. In midst of her laughter, she lost her footing and fell back. Naruto caught her before she fell. Hinata's fit of laughter died down, which was when she noticed how close she was to Naruto. She felt her body being pressed against his so closely, feeling his strong hands hold her intimately. They stared into each other's eyes for the longest time. To Naruto, it felt like looking into the reflection of two lavender moons in two white pools. Beautiful and unique in every way. To Hinata, she was looking into the glacial blue eyes of a god.

The two continued to stare into each other's eyes, vaguely noticing that they were getting closer. "Naruto!" Naruto and Hinata blinked at the mention of his name and looked up to see Kurotsuchi running towards them. Naruto groaned, sweeping his face with his right hand.

Hinata only eyed the girl warily, getting the feeling that whatever Kurotsuchi wanted wasn't good news for her. Kurotsuchi smiled sweetly at Hinata, a little too sweetly.

"Hello Hinata," she didn't allow either of the two to reply as Kurotsuchi latched on to Hinata and dragged her away from Naruto. "Don't worry, just girl talk." She said in a hurry. When they were far enough that Naruto couldn't eavesdrop on their conversation, Kurotsuchi's smile remained but her eyes became shaded with trouble.

"You almost got away with it," Hinata raised an eyebrow. "You didn't think I knew where you're really from?" at this, Kurotsuchi was please with Hinata's shocked expression.

"Y-You… You're bluffing." Hinata stuttered and Kurotsuchi's smirk widened, feeling her hold on Hinata tighten.

"Oh am I? Maybe you're right," Kurotsuchi shrugged. "But are you willing to take that chance?" Their eyes connected and Hinata saw the confidence in her eyes, knowing that she wasn't bluffing. It didn't take long for fear to show up in Hinata's eyes and Kurotsuchi knew now that Hinata was now firmly in her palm. "Thought so."

Kurotsuchi moved her eyes to Naruto. "You think he'd still like you if he knew?" The question seemed earnest enough but Kurotsuchi walked off, not letting Hinata answer her. She was stopped by Hinata's hand that was able to grasp her elbow.

"Wait."

"What?" Kurotsuchi asked, irritation coloring her tone.

"Don't tell him, please," Hinata begged as she tried to keep her voice calm. "I… I'll tell him." It seemed to hurt Hinata to say that. This somewhat pleased Kurotsuchi… but not enough.

"You had your chance to tell him." She ripped her elbow from Hinata's grasp and walked towards Naruto. Hinata bit her lip and closed her eyes.

"Let's make a deal," This stopped Kurotsuchi in her tracks. "You seem really fond of him. And you seem to know him pretty well," Hinata paused, watching Kurotsuchi's body language carefully. Hinata smiled. She got her attention. "But how well do you know him?"

Kurotsuchi turned and faced Hinata with doubt in her pink eyes. "You met him about three days ago," The words were dripping with venom as each was spoken slowly. "I've known him since we were kids. What could you know that I don't?"

"…when Naruto was a small child, he had a small toy that made his worst fears disappear. Do you know its name?" the question seemed unexpected and Hinata couldn't help but smile at Kurotsuchi's surprised expression. "I see… you didn't even know it existed."

"How do I know you're not lying?" The tables have turned and Hinata could see openings, opportunities. She would've felt worse about this if Kurotsuchi wasn't already a crazy fangirl but the feeling of guilt still plagued Hinata's conscience.

"Can you risk it?" Hinata countered quickly. Kurotsuchi tried to search for deceit in Hinata's eyes but nothing but confidence shone in her eyes. Hinata brushed a stray hair behind her ear, her movements calm yet cautious.

"…fine. I won't tell Naruto about you and you give me the information. HOWEVER," Hinata frowned at Kurotsuchi's last words. "You need to tell him yourself."

"But…"

"You know it's the right thing to do." Kurotsuchi interrupted. Hinata's mouth hung open before closing and nodded her head. "Now, spill it."

[*.*.*.*]

A man with dark eyes glared from his position up a tree at the blond bundle of hair standing a few feet away. His target remained off to the side with a random ninja, speaking in a hushed tone too low for him to pick up from a distance.

His eyes narrowed at the blond who had his gaze fixed on his target. The man clenched his fist open and closed repeatedly as his fury bubbled inside him. He could feel a growl vibrating in his throat.

"Oh, you're a feisty one," the man didn't hesitate as he jumped and landed behind the person who had just spoken from behind him. He wrapped the figure in a head lock with his left arm while taking out a kunai and shifting it to point at the figure's neck. The figure purred lustfully. "Very feisty."

The man raised an eyebrow as the figure turned out to be a woman with blue hair. She let a soft, almost orgasmic moan as she cuddled with the man's arm. "I love 'em feisty."

The man lowered his head so that his lips were near the woman's left ear. "What the hell do you want?"

"Ooooh, stop it, you tease," the woman mewed as her body shivered.

"Tch, pervert." The comment made the blue haired woman giggle and he felt one of the woman's delicate hands wrap itself on the hand holding the kunai. He was about to threaten her but it seemed she beat him to it as she slowly applied pressure to it.

"Make me bleed. Nyu, let the fresh scent of blood fill me," the man quickly pushed the woman forward in mid-jump so he could land on a branch away from the woman. This earned a groan from her as she turned to face the man.

She pouted at the distance he put between them. "You're no fun."

"Who the hell are you?" The question made the woman perk up and she giggled like a child.

"That boy seems to be giving you a hard time," she said, ignoring the man's question. The man snarled.

"What's it to you?"

The woman winked at the man before she tossed something at him. He caught it without flinching and looked at it. In his palm lay a small stone in the shape of a spiraling cone, reminding the man of a drill. A picture was painted with a neon green color on the flat end of the cone; it resembled a cat. A line the same color of the cat spun down towards the tip of the stone.

The man looked at the haematophiliac in wonder and distrust. "What is this?"

"A talisman," she purred and in the blink of an eye, she hugged the man. The man tensed as he felt something sharp touch his left earlobe. "If you want to beat the blond, you'll need this."

"I can beat the brat without it." Another purr made a chill run down the man's spine.

"Ah, but can you do it and take the girl before reinforcements arrive?" The question hung in the air unanswered, the man too distracted by the woman's breath on his ear. He felt her petite and soft hand close his hand on the talisman. "Inject the talisman into your chest… when the time comes."

The man flinched when the woman bit down on his earlobe, penetrating the skin and drawing blood. She licked it and her body shook with ecstasy.

"How do I know this won't kill me?" The blue-haired woman pulled back to face the man.

"You don't," she fell back, off the branch, heading for solid ground. The man looked down but didn't see the woman; he didn't even hear her hit the ground. She just disappeared; as if she had been a figment of his imagination.

He shook his head. "Crazy bitch."

No matter what his opinion of this woman was, he had to admit, she was offering him power and he wasn't one to refuse some power. He opened his palm and fingered the talisman. He could feel power within his grasp. The power felt good, just by holding the talisman in his hand the man could tell it held more power than ten jonin. Maybe even more than six Kages.

He pocketed the talisman and watched as his target and prey talked for several minutes before they parted ways. He eyed the two as they drifted away and saw that both were easy targets at the moment. In a single movement, both could cease being a thorn in his side.

Maybe it was the power of the talisman influencing him, maybe he had gone insane. Either way, he smiled as he watched them disappear from sight. He sat there for a long moment, staring at nothing as he prepared himself for action. He had given his target about a minute head start before he made his move.

After all, what sort of predator would he be if he didn't give his prey a head start? Where would the fun be in a short game of cat-and-mouse?

[*.*.*.*]

Naruto watched the two girls talk amongst themselves. It would be easy for him to hear their conversation, even with the gap between them. But he decided to respect their privacy and settled for just reading their body language. The moment he saw Hinata's body tense and Kurotsuchi's become relaxed, he had to fight to keep himself from eavesdropping. When the two girls switched roles, Naruto knew the only way he could resist the temptation was to distract himself with something else. He stared at his shoes for a good minute or two before sighing.

He turned and faced the fountain that reflected the moon's beautiful image, though somewhat less graceful. His cerulean eyes shifted upward and connected with golden, feline eyes. A purr reached his ears and he took a step back as he was face-to-face with Neko. Her smile revealed her fangs and her tongue hung over them.

Naruto's left fist tightened and his right hand shot up to grab her but in the blink of an eye, she was gone. Naruto blinked, out of confusion and also to entertain his stupidity by seeing if she'd return as quickly as she'd left. When she didn't, Naruto shook and rubbed his head. He sat down on the edge of the fountain, careful not to fall in again.

He closed his eyes for a moment and a second later, he found Hinata standing in front of him, a smile cast on her face. Naruto's smile faltered as he noticed that Hinata seemed to be more reserved. Careful. Sad.

"What's wrong?" The question was asked before Naruto could even think twice. "What did Kurotsuchi do this time?"

Hinata let out a small giggle before shaking her head. "Nothing."

Naruto was tempted to hold her delicate hands in his, play with them while simultaneously sending the message that he was here for her. However, he stopped himself and settled with staring at her, patiently waiting for her to speak again.

Hinata noticed his staring and made a weak attempt at smiling happily. Inside though, Hinata knew whatever happiness she had was dashed, knowing that when she finally told Naruto that she was from Konoha, everything would get hectic. On second thought, considering that he is Kushina Uzumaki's child, everything would go to hell really fast.

Hinata gulped.

"Okay, Hinata-chan, what's bothering you?" Hinata steeled herself. She knew there was no avoiding it. She needed to tell him, he needed to know. If nothing else, she owed him that much. So, she looked into Naruto's eyes and let her mouth talk on its own accord.

"I… well, actually you…" She continued to babble on, starting sentences but never completing them, only to start on a new one and never end it. Naruto was confused within seconds and grabbed her shoulders with a gentle touch. Hinata stopped sputtering and was silenced by Naruto's actions.

"Take deep breaths," he instructed. "And calm down."

Hinata nodded and followed his instructions. Finally, after her fear diminished a little, she stared at Naruto.

"I'm afraid." The first coherent sentence threw Naruto through a loop. Afraid? What was there to be afraid of?

"Of what?"

"I need to tell you something… and I'm afraid you'll hate me for it." Hinata said and Naruto couldn't help but laugh a little. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his head stood on end. It was odd since that didn't happen too much but he pushed it to the back of his mind.

"Oh come on, Hinata-chan. I can be a bit of a hot-head sometimes but I'm not judgmental. Go on, tell me." He assured her and Hinata nodded, though a bit hesitantly.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata paused. "Do you trust me?"

Naruto raised an eyebrow but nodded nonetheless.

"Good. I just wanted to make sure." She sighed and stared directly into his eyes. "The reason I didn't tell you of my origin is because… is because I know how much you hate Konoha."

"What does that…" Something clicked in Naruto's mind and he stared at Hinata incredulously. Finally, as if actually seeing her for the first time, Naruto managed to connect Hinata with the Hyūga clan. Those eyes, they were the Hyūga clan's trademark characteristic. The only difference is that Hinata's was a little more lavender than white.

What a fool he was. How could he forget all the things he'd learned of Konoha? How to tell when faced with a Konoha nin if their forehead protector was off. Well, that last one was pretty tricky to do, no matter how well-trained someone was.

Naruto was busy berating himself for being such a fool, such an idiot, to be taken in so easily, so much so in fact that he didn't even notice Hinata was standing in front of him, trembling from head to toe. She had seen the look of anger in his eyes and, thinking it was directed at her, was terrified of it. She felt sure, somehow, that if she didn't do something, she was going to lose him. Hinata was self-aware enough to know she had at the very least developed a crush on this young man.

So it was that Hinata, in sheer desperation, acted. She leapt at Naruto, who was sitting on the edge of the fountain, wrapped her arms around his neck, and began sobbing into his shoulder, her fear overwhelming her.

Not for the first time, Naruto cursed his chivalrous nature, but he knew he couldn't ignore a crying woman for long. He tried, in this case, but oddly, in spite of her revelation, he didn't want to push Hinata away. After fighting with himself for another moment, he slowly wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her. He consciously put his own concerns aside, deciding to deal with that once his chivalry was satisfied. In other words, he'd worry about himself once Hinata had calmed down. He groaned at himself, but he knew he'd always put others before himself.

Naruto continued to hold her, pushing the enjoyment of holding her in his arms to the back of his head. Finally, her sobbing turned to cute sniffles, or at least in Naruto's mind they were cute. He slowly pushed her back so he could stare at her face. Her eyes were pink from her sobs and there was a slight blush on her cheeks. A pang of guilt hit Naruto and he suddenly wished he had run off… or at least that his chivalrous ways never existed.

Naruto lifted Hinata's head with a hand under her chin and stared into her eyes.

"I'm… I'm sorry." Her voice was sad and soft, with her hesitation making most, if not all, of Naruto's anger disappear. "I… I-I know I should've told you earlier but…" she trailed off, her voice failing her as a few silent tears fell from her eyes.

Her eyes widened when Naruto closed the gap between them and enveloped her in a tight hug. She was confused. Shouldn't he be mad? If anything, she was expecting him to shove her off and walk away, without looking back.

Hinata fought back new tears as she put her hands on his back and gripped his shirt with her balled up fists. They remained that way for a long time. To them, it felt like an eternity passed but neither aged a day.

Naruto, while a bit reluctant, pulled back from the hug and sighed. His eyes remained closed but Hinata waited patiently for him to speak. His eyes slowly opened, crystallized orbs of azure hues focused on her lavender moons.

She could see the anger he had inside him, the fire powered by his will. However, the anger was being held back. The pent up rage in him was being held back by an emotion that brought a pang of guilt to Hinata's heart. Betrayal kept his anger at bay. It was all Hinata could do to stop from crying again.

"I need some time alone, Hinata," his voice sent a chill down Hinata's spine. He was so formal and passive, very different from the Naruto that had saved her, from the one that took her out on a date. Hinata couldn't blame him though. The fact that he was speaking so calmly sort of spooked Hinata. He acted much like his mother most of the time and if this was true, then he must've been really upset. Kushina only spoke so calmly after being upset when it really bothered her… so she would vent with a little training.

Maybe Naruto would be like his father in this instance? Whenever Minato was upset…

Oh hell, both his parents trained whenever they were upset.

"O-Oh… okay," Hinata took a step back and Naruto and Hinata just stared at each other. Naruto's mouth twitched multiple times, as if to say something but instead, he shook his head and waved to Hinata. Hinata placed her hands over her chest and held them together. She watched him leave for another second before parting ways as well. Feeling sure he was out of hearing range, Hinata said quietly, "Oh, Naruto... I wish your parents were here, they'd know what to do…"

Naruto stopped, his body stiffening. 'My parents?' he thought. 'What in the world did she mean by that?' Deciding not to bother about that at the moment, what with everything else on his mind, he kept walking away, never noticing he was being watched by a pair of predatory black eyes from a tree nearby.

How was it?

I know I've probably confused a lot of people with the Obito thing... I promise to explain it later, but it'll either be Kakashi, Minato or Obito hhimself who'll explain what happened...

Let me know what you think in a review, i always love to improve and its your opinions that help me improve...

It seems like Neko has something up her sleeve... wonder what's going on in her mind...

Guess we'll see...

Looks like Naruto needs some time to think... What'll his response be to Hinata's words?

And what will the kidnapper do? Go after Hinata or Naruto?

Find out... Later...

Till next time...

Good luck with whatever and if you got a problem with me or one of my stories, please feel free to: Deal with it, Get over it or Choke on it...