Artheph's Note: I do believe this is my first Kiba/Hinata one. Eeps! There aren't that many out there…and sorry to say, but they aren't as good as say, some of those brilliant Sasuke/Sakura ones. I mean, Crysthur never goes…OMG ARTHEPH YOU HAFTA READ THIS ONE KIBA/HINATA STORY I FOUND!!! Yeah, actually she's kinda adverse to this couple BECAUSE of the bad ones. So, I wrote this story IN HOPES OF CHANGING her opinion. She was still kinda ish-y though she liked the story, but that's just because she's hopelessly opinionated about some things. Eh…she will not like what I just wrote. But anyway, ENJOY!!

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Kiba/Hinata

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"Ne, Kiba."

"Yeah?"

"You really like that Hinata girl, doncha?"

"Err…I…"

Kiba's sister slapped him upside the head.

"Answer confidently!"

"Well, yeah, I like her a lot."

Her eyes twinkled mischievously.

"Prove it to me then."

Kiba's eyes narrowed. "I WILL. Now, get out of my room so I can think!"

"Think? You? Don't make me laugh." Kiba's sister smirked as she left the room.

"Hrmph. C'mon Kiba. You can do this. YOU SO CAN DO THIS!"

He was about to jump up and punch the air for motivation, but he realized that would not be a good move. So Kiba opted to flop himself upon his bed and stare at the ceiling for inspiration.

"Think! Think!"

Akamaru barked.

"Shush, Akamaru. I need to think right now."

But Akamaru barked again.

"Akamaru! What did I just tell you?"

And Akamaru barked, yet again. However, the little dog also dropped something on Kiba's chest.

Kiba sat up and looked at the object, which had fallen onto his lap.

"A rose?"

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"Hinata!" Kiba called out from within a heavy crowd in the streets of Konoha.

Hinata turned around to search for the source of the voice. She smiled when she saw Kiba frantically waving his arms.

"Hey!" She shouted back, just as loud.

Her stuttering phase of the old genin days was long gone. Hinata had grown into a proud and confident Hyuuga, whom most acknowledged respect towards. And yet, she still had her insecurities. She often worried about her relationship with Kiba. Would it always stay like this? How would her family react? Kiba loved her, right? The worrying must have been a leftover from her timid, vulnerable self.

Kiba had planned everything flawlessly. Everything was in place, and they were even in a crowded area! Perfect for his loud personality. And he knew Hinata had learned to yearn for attention, almost as much as he does. Everyone would see his grand proclamation of love, which would definitely convince his sister. Woah…love? Did he? Kiba firmly nodded to himself. Underneath his cute boyish looks and brash actions, he knew he felt that strong, mature emotion towards a certain colorless-eyed girl.

Hinata was approaching him.

"Akamaru!" Kiba ordered. His faithful dog responded with a bark and trotted off through the streets.

"Where's Akamaru going?" Hinata asked.

"You'll see."

Suddenly, hundreds of little paws could be heard pounding through the alleys and streets. Gasps, indignant shouts, and all around shock came from the surrounding people. Dogs were running towards Kiba and Hinata from all directions.

Hinata held a hand to her mouth to cover her expression of surprise. Was this all for her? From Kiba?

Each dog left a red rose in front of Hinata, creating a huge pile of pure red. As they cleared out, up came Akamaru, strutting along with the ever important last rose. He offered it to Hinata with his mouth. When she took it, Akamaru barked happily and licked her hand. Giggling, Hinata ruffled the fur on the dog's head.

"Akamaru! You're not supposed to take all the attention," Kiba protested, in mock indignation.

Hinata straightened and looked at Kiba.

"Thank you."

Her insecurities vanished. She knew everything would be right as she held that last rose, the lone white rose, with the red ocean in front of her.

"Y'know, white suits you," Kiba murmured, after kissing the back of Hinata's free hand.