Wow, I can't believe I've gotten so many reviews for this little story! It's an honor to have so many people review it! Arigatoo Gozaimasu. Hope you guys enjoy this next chapter! Also, if the reviews keep up, I'm planning for this to have a good twenty to twenty five chapters before I end it. Also I'll be changing the rating to "R" later on many... reasons. You'll get it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. ((Thanks Hotaru!))

Now on with the story!

Naruto and Hinata's eyes stared into each other, they could see each other so clearly, yet their vision was starting to blur. Everything was like a dream, so close to each other, yet so far apart. Yet as close as they were, they both wanted to be an inch closer, than an inch closer again, and again. They weren't satisfied as such smelling, seeing and sensing each other. They wanted something so much more; something that would satisfy there senses and brings them to a whole new level.

Hinata's redness in her cheeks weren't of embarrassment, but of pure ecstasy. She couldn't be happier; it was like a dream come true. She was sure if she pinched herself she would wake in her cold bed at the Hyuuga mansion. The Hyuuga heir inched closer, it wasn't something she was doing on purpose, her body was moving on her own at this moment. Hinata's love seemed to have manifested and was moving Hinata's body for her. Hinata closed her eyes as she saw Naruto turn his head slightly. They were enraptured in ecstasy, though they were so close and yet so far, it was still an overload for two teenagers.

Suddenly ((OOC: Don't kill me for this please)) a kunai struck the tree not three inches away from the couple tangled against the tree. Naruto and Hinata were so into each other they didn't even notice the metal weapon threatening their very lives. If they were on a mission right now, they would surely be dead.

Naruto closed his eyes; his body seemed to be working on his own. His brain racked at itself for answers. It didn't know what the hell was going on, even more so than usual!

"I thought we love Sakura-Chan!" A voice said.

"Yea me too! What the hell's going on here?"

"Naruto is trapped, he loves both girls so very much, but he just doesn't know who should he pick. Usually we don't let him figure things out and let his instincts take over but with such a huge risk, I'm not sure what we should do. He could hurt Sakura badly or even Hinata."

"Damn..." one of the voices replied.

"We'll have to let hi figure this one out then. But for now let him enjoy his kiss. I'm sure it must be an exhilarating experience." The voices faded into the shadows of the Naruto's mind.

Naruto and Hinata's lips pressed gently together, savoring each other's taste. Naruto's grip on Hinata's wrist changed to grip her hands and his legs stopped pressing her against the wood. It wasn't a sudden change, but more of a subtle one that even Naruto didn't notice.

It was as if time had stopped just for the two to enjoy their moment. In reality it must've only lasted a minute at most. In their hearts and minds, it felt like an eternity. It was truly an eternity in heaven, as when they left each other's arms they were panting, even though the kiss wasn't heavy, their tongues did almost no motion (as they didn't know what to do really) but to the teenagers, it was truly the most enjoyable moment of their lives.

Naruto's heart was beating fast, his brain thumping. All thoughts of logic were gone and he felt like the king of the world. He felt better than the time he learned how to do Kage Bunshin No Jutsu, better than the time he was able to use Rasengan, better than the time he beat... anyone!

Hinata's face was still red, but this time it really was from embarrassment but she didn't know if she would apologize or not. She did feel great though, her heart was beating like a jackhammer and she has never felt so exhilarated in her life. It was as if she was walking on clouds. Her hands came up to her cheeks, trying to cool them and cover up the act of embarrassment at the same time.

"Hinata-Chan..." Naruto said, staring back at Hinata, his eyes full of worry. "Are you alright?" He stood up completely now, and let out a hand.

"I'm alright Naruto-Kun... Just a bit tired. I think I need to go home." Hinata wasn't lying; she really was tired, not from training. The kiss had drained her mentally and it was really affecting her motor skills.

"Yea... alright Hinata-Chan, I think I might pack it in early too." Naruto felt the same; the kiss had somehow drained him more than summoning Gama Bunta, trying to do the Rasengan and even beating Sasuke.

Hinata packed her things quickly and left the training grounds. Naruto said he'd stay behind to work a bit more. They had both forgotten that the majority of Naruto's chakra holes in his torso were pressed, making chakra control difficult.

Both their minds were flooding with questions. Hinata's mind was thinking what if Naruto had just made a mistake, what if he didn't really like her like that? It was really all too much for her take and her heart started to ache a bit. Her self-doubt truly was her own fall. Yet she steeled herself, she wanted Naruto-Kun to love her, not Sakura-Chan, not any other woman in the entire Konoha village. Though she would never express it outwardly, she knew somehow in her heart that Naruto is the only man for her.

Naruto felt like his arms were jelly as he attempted to aim and throw shurikens and kunais. His mind felt the same as his body, as he couldn't focus on the targets and his mind was clouded with images of Hinata, their kiss and what might happen in the future. Hinata was a great person; a nice girl and someone that Naruto really did enjoy being around with. But was she the person that Naruto wanted that kind of attention from? He had heard it from Jiraiya and from Kakashi, but the way they put it, it sounded that anything romantic was incredibly perverted. But then that was just in their point of view. Iruka-Sensei gave him a much better perspective about love. He was sure that he wanted Sakura-Chan's attention, her love, not just in a friendly way, but love as in a relationship way. Yet his heart ached slightly, he felt like he was betraying Sakura.

"Oh man..." Naruto decided to pack it in and started to walk home. His mind continued to dwell on the topic. Naruto loved Hinata, but he also loves Sakura. "Aw man I'm so confused..." Naruto sighed and continued to walk home, with much less vigor than usual.

Sakura was sitting on top of her house, tears streaming down her face. She felt miserable; her heart felt like it was ripped from its place and squashed under a pair of steel-toed boots. Misery, pain and suffering were the only words in her vocabulary at the current moment. "Why...?" She wasn't asking Naruto why he had betrayed her. Why she kissed another woman. She was asking herself why she was crying. She never felt like this for Naruto. He was her close friend, closest that can be. They have been in dozens of undercover missions where they had to act like a couple, but never during any of those missions did any feelings arise.

She wasn't angry with Hinata; she knew that the young Hyuuga heir was interested in Naruto ever since the academy. Only Naruto doesn't know that, everyone else with half a brain would more than likely notice.

Yet... Sakura felt jealous. She has never felt this way, ever. Not even when Ino was able to steal a kiss off Sasuke. Sure she acted angry but her heart didn't ache with pain. It was a whole new sensation. She would always dismiss Naruto as a good friend and a major annoyance, never really looking his way. It was quite ironic, if it didn't ache and burn Sakura's heart, she might have laughed.

She looked up, the stars shining brightly, a major contrast to what she was feeling. She felt dark, miserable and alone. Naruto identified with her, maybe no one will ever notice but truly they were alike. They were loud (though Sakura hides this to appeal to Sasuke) and they would protect their loved ones with their own lives without a second's notice.

Yet Sakura has never felt so far away from Naruto... ever. Not even when Naruto and Sasuke were fighting for their lives a good hundred miles away. She felt alone, she hadn't felt truly alone since before she met Ino, before she met all of her friends. In truth, she had experience the 'hell' that Naruto speaks so often of. She lived in it for a good two years before Ino and her became best of friends.

Her arm went to her kunai bag naturally, clutching the metal object and staring at it blankly. She felt the pain; she wanted it so badly, to slit her own throat. She wanted it, but she couldn't. Her determination, her friends, her family and her own life refused to give themselves up. She wasn't weak, no, everyone, strong and weak would always have these feelings once in awhile. But right now she felt it so badly, Naruto was so far away, and the kiss. That single kiss felt like a slap in the face from the blonde-haired ninja himself.

Sakura started to cry again, her tears the only consolation for the remainder of the night.

Short chapter, next chapter will be about Shikamaru, more humor, less fluff. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. And Please review!