Chapter Two – True Love! Hyuuga Hinata!
(Fooling Mode by: Toshiro Masuda)

"Please take off your clothes, Naruto-kun!"

"Ouch! Hinata- take it easy, it hurts!"

"But if you don't take it off, how can I ever reach what's inside?"

"Can we at least slow it down just a little bit?"

"No! I need to see it now! Quick before it's too late!"

"Hinata-san!"

"Naruto-kun! Now! Now! This is taking too long!"

"Don't pull it so hard! It hurts! Don't pull it like that!"

"Haven't you got scissors? Maybe we can snip it off?"

"It's so sticky and wet, I don't know if this is all your stuff or Kiba's…"

"Hmm… I think that's a mixture of both of us… Kiba sure left a lot on me."

"Ah! Got it!"

"Did you get it off… oh, you actually did. Wow… that feels a lot better."

"Should I massage it before I put it on you?"

"Umm… just rub it a little first… if you do it too hard it might… No Hinata! Too hard!"

"Sorry! I've never done this before…"

"It's okay Hinata… err, okay don't worry about rubbing it. Just put it on me… now."

"Okay, let me just get in position, I can't reach you from here."

"Hinata… do you have to be right on top of me?"

"I can reach it better this way."

"Okay, I just want you to put it on, then leave, okay?"

"Yes!"

"Ah! Ah! It's too tight! It's squeezing me! I can't breathe, Hinata-san! Take it out! Out!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, Naruto-kun!"

"Geeze, Hinata. Maybe I should do it myself…"

"No, Naruto! I want to do this for you! Please!"

"No Hinata! I don't think you've ever done this before… I'll be quicker by myself anyways. Just let go of it… here, hand that thing over to me…"

"Wow… you really are quick with that thing, Naruto-kun…"

"Of course. I lived alone back at the forest so I had to learn how to do this kind of thing all the time! Look- see? That's how you're supposed to do it."

"Incredible… I've never seen a prettier looking bandage… you've covered your entire chest with so little wrapping. You're so skillful, Naruto-kun!"

It was as if I walked from one battlefield into the other. Hinata had taken me back to her huge family house in the center of Konoha to see what kind of damage I had taken.

Surprisingly, it really wasn't that much.

"Kiba barely left a scratch on you… A few small cuts here and there, but you don't look seriously injured at all. You're not even bruised or broken."

That fox must've healed me immensely during the battle. I didn't even feel his power.

"Okay, I'll come get something for you to eat. Wait here, Naruto-kun."

Hinata quickly got up and scampered over to the door. I watched as she left the room. She had definitely grown, and that was clearly noticeable from behind as well. Her curves had grown nice and round. Damn, I always did know she was a bit chubby- why else would she wear that thick jacket everyday. God, Hinata is so damn cute.

"Ow!" Hinata cried at the edge of the room.

She forgot to open the door.

"Whoops! I forgot to open the door!" She apologized, rubbing her forehead.

"What! You're treating me! Don't look so clumsy!" I yelled at her as she ran off.

The Hyuuga Clan sure knew how to live- that definitely hadn't changed since the last time I was here. Their house was huge- no not huge, gargantuan.

I couldn't even count how many floors they had, let alone rooms. They had stairs that went everywhere. I'd imagine myself getting lost here the first few weeks after moving into such a big place. I guess the head family sure got a lot of consideration from the clan.

"My father is on a business trip at the Lightning place again… we'll be alone."

"A…alone?"

And to top things up, we were the only two people alive in this huge residence. It was kind of foreboding, but it was good in that I didn't have to explain too much to nosy parents or family members. I thought that I could trust Hinata for now.

This town was just full of crazy people. Even without me. Why had that stupid Kiba attacked me like that? I had just arrived. It's been years and people hate me now more than ever. It was just all too strange to take in.

The door slid open.

Hinata was holding a tray with two bowls of rice, two bowls of soup and a large plate of some fried fish. She made her way over to me, slowly but surely. My mouth began to water. I was crazy for something delicious to eat after all those years…

"Wha!" Hinata slipped on a tennis ball in the middle of the doorway.

A tennis ball? Where the HELL did that come from? I screamed to myself.

The tray in her two hands toppled and the fish slipped off it, landing with a crash on to the matted floor at her feet. She scratched her head and looked up at me apologetically.

Oh well, I sighed, rice and soup: a soldier's meal. How can I be ungrateful?

"Err… sorry," Hinata shot as she saw the exasperated look on my face.

Then almost immediately I heard…

"Who- whoa! Oh my god!" Hinata cried out abruptly.

She was slipping on a small, black puddle on the floor…

Is that…? No! It can't be! That's an OIL SLICK? What the HELL?

I scratched my head… perhaps the Hyuuga were allowed to make a small mess here and there in such a nice looking place. But still… an oil slick? That was just weird!

The tray in her hands shook precariously once again, and the two bowls of rice in her hands seemed to jump off the tray's surface, as if they were alive.

And that was the end of the rice in this chapter.

"Oh my… I can be a little clumsy sometimes, Naruto-kun. Please forgive me."

"Hinata…" I didn't even know what to say. It was such bad luck…

"It's okay. We'll have sou-" Oh no, she cut me off- too late.

"Oh Jesus and Buddha she cried! One more time!" She cried in a long scream.

And she tripped on a Shinto Priest's wand- the kind that was a long stick with little, fluttery bits and pieces on the end of it to ward off evil spirits and such.

"Hinata! You tripped on something so obvious!"

"Eh-he… I guess father must've left it here from one of his rituals…"

"What! I swear I did NOT see that there before!"

A Shinto Priest's Wand? I definitely would have noticed that!

By the time I had thought up to this point, the soup had already painted the floor beneath her feet. There was no food left on her empty, black tray. It was so depressing.

She scratched her head. She was kind of clumsy… but at least she was cute.

Her small blue bangs had outgrown her chin and settled over her shoulders in a straight and simple manner. The hair on her back went all the way down to between her shoulder blades. Her small breasts had developed a bit more, filling up and becoming more rounded under her new, gray sleeveless, turtleneck. She had much longer arms and legs; it was strange how her balance could have been so off. Of course, the semi-tight, blue skirt she now wore might have had something to do with that… but damn her butt looked good in them. Damn! The dirty thoughts just kept coming!

I hate puberty!

Relax, kid, I like her too! There's definitely nothing wrong with you.

Shut up you stupid fox!

"How about some tea?" She asked, trying to save the situation after some heavy thought.

"Tea would be good."

She promptly picked up the dropped items and took them with her on the way back to the kitchen. Wherever it was in this monstrous house.

Part of me really wanted to follow… but I didn't want to make her feel like she's a ditz.

Even though she kind of is…

Suddenly I had a plan. I got up and snuck up against the wall.

I heard the sound of the tray tinkling it's way back towards the door. Hinata was coming back with the tea! I quickly got into position.

She slid open the door.

"Naruto-kun?"

She took a step inside and cried as she slipped on an action figure that looked uncannily like me. I saw her foot squash the chest under its tiny orange jacket.

I watched how she was about to slide forwards into the room riding on that small toy.

Now!

I dove forward and caught her just in time, steadying her waist so that the tray remained upright and straight. She quickly regained her footing and stepped off the small action figure. It made a little noise as she did so.

Wait a minute; Hinata doesn't have any brothers… why is there an action figure toy?

"Naruto… you… you caught me?"

"No problem, no sweat," I sniggered, still panting in relief.

"Hi… Hinata!" I cried.

One of my hands cupper her right breast! Oh man, I must've slipped while I tried to catch her! This is not good.

"Naruto…"

"Please forgive me! I'm not a pervert!" I cried, letting go immediately and retreating to the end of the room where she had been nursing me.

"It's… it's okay…" She looked down and followed me to the end of the room to serve the tea. She placed the tray down next to me and held her body over mine.

I was lying right underneath her.

I looked down and saw her heaving chest, the narrow cliff that was her cleavage.

"It's okay, Naruto… I… I…"

Her small, red lips came closer to my own. I could feel the warm breath from her lungs warming my nose. Her face drew closer as she closed her eyes…

Then I felt something warm between my legs. It felt so nice and watery against my groin I barely wanted it to stop. It was warming me more… and more… and more…

It was actually getting a bit hot at this stage. A bit too hot…

"Err, Hinata...?

Hinata opened her eyes and looked at me. Saw the puzzled look on my face.

"Hinata! Oh no!"

It's burning me!

"Naruto! Oh my God, the tea!" She cried, picking the spilt teacup off my pants.

"Argh! Get it off, get it off!"

Hinata got up and proceeded to slap my groin, trying her best to leach the hot water out.

"No Hinata! That hurts! Ouch!"

The hot water didn't even matter anymore because she was slapping my manhood!

"Okay! That's it, Hinata-san! Please sit down!" I begged.

I sat down next to her.

"Listen, Hinata. I think we have to talk."

She poured me a new cup and looked at me inquisitively. I put on an expression of absolute seriousness, not wanting her to get the wrong idea that I was just fooling around.

"Yes, Naruto-kun? Drink some tea."

"Mm, thank you. Okay, where should I begin?"

She looked down, then back into my eyes. "Naruto… you've been missing for so long…"

"Okay, I'll start by telling you where I've been. It all started when that Perverted Hermit…"

"How come you didn't even say goodbye to us?"

"Well, it was all kind of sudden you see and…"

"You didn't even say goodbye to me?"

"Hinata! Stop interrupting, I'm telling you about my dramatic turn of events!"

Hinata nodded sadly and allowed me to continue.

"Well, that Perverted Hermit told me to come with him to train one day. Then he told me that we'd be out there for a year. Then after a year was up, he told me to stay until I was ready. He said he'd know exactly when I'd be ready, so he'd call me back when that time came. Anyway, he left me there for four whole years and…!"

Hinata nodded sadly.

"So you came back because you were told too?" She asked.

"Well, Jiraiya summoned a little frog who told me that…"

"Naruto-kun? You may not be aware of this but Jiraiya-sama has been missing for about four years now… no one has seen him anywhere. The last time anyone's seen him was when he took you out on that training excursion you were just talking about from five years ago. How could he have called you back here if he's not even here to meet you?"

"But… he…?"

"Naruto, so much has changed from five years ago. You have no idea."

"Changed? Like what?" It was almost ironic of me to say that, looking at her well-developed, seventeen-year old body. Damn she's hot. Even prettier than Sa-

"You've grown too, I can see. You've grown your blonde hair out and you've put on some weight. You look a bit manlier… Naruto-kun."

"Heehaw," I could feel my cheeks burning up.

What she said next chilled me to the bone.

"After a year was up, they sent search parties into the forest to find you and Jiraiya. After six months with no luck, the Godaime Hokage even sent ANBU to find you guys."

"ANBU?"

"They couldn't find you, Naruto. We all thought you and Jiraiya ran away from the village. After eight months searching, the advisors became angry at what you guys had done. They forced the Fifth to… they forced her to put your names in the bingo book."

"The bingo book? You mean?"

"Jiraiya is a Level-S Missing-Nin. You are a Level-B Missing-Nin."

"No way! I'm only a Level B?"

"Naruto! They think you abandoned the village!"

"Oh yeah! What the? I'm a Missing-Nin? Jiraiya too?" I cried.

"Yes, that's what they told all of us. But I knew you'd come back."

"Hang on, hang on, this is all a bit… strange…"

I really don't know what Hinata sees in you, deserter.

Hinata nodded and looked into my eyes.

"Is that why Kiba…? He tried to kill me! Is that what he meant when he said…"

"Yes. We all thought you joined another country… or worse: Orochimaru…"

"Kiba! That fool! If I knew all this before I wouldn't have held back! That idiot tried to kill me, I should've shown him that little…!"

"It's not his fault. Please don't be angry with my team. When I saw you listen to me and show mercy, I knew that what I had been hoping all this time was true. That you really weren't bad… just a little misunderstood."

"Hinata…"

"I've always cheered for you, Naruto-kun, even when everyone else was against you, I always wanted to be on your side. I've always admired you…"

"I-"

"I waited for you to come back… and now you have. We have to find some way to prove your innocence to everybody. In the meantime, everyone is just going to try and keep killing you so we have to keep you a bit low-profile," She sighed, making a gesture with her hand to indicate shortness.

I watched her as she brushed her hair behind her ear.

I forgot all the questions I wanted to ask: they weren't important anymore. It was as if the air changed, as if Hinata flicked a switch inside my chest. I felt a bit different. It was like a mixture of guilt and sorrow, but also relief that I wouldn't be alone.

"Hinata… you waited? You believed in me…?"

"Yes."

"Thank you, Hinata."

I knelt over to her and held her between my hands. I brushed the hair blocking her face.

I kissed her gently at first and felt her soften under my hold.

She didn't try to resist me. I took this as a cue.

I let my tongue deepen the kiss, feeling her one massaging mine in return.

They always said that the first kiss comes naturally and now I knew what they meant.

Her hands, although a little undecided at first, held me at the shoulder blades, forcing me towards her and not allowing me to let go. That was okay- I didn't want too, anyway. I kissed harder and more passionately into her thin lips, feeling the inside of her mouth become more ragged and warm with each heaving breath she made.

"I've always wanted you…" She whispered into my mouth.

My reply was aggressive, holding her left breast in my hand, pushing her down on the ground into a position where I'd be in total control. Her right hand began to scratch at me, fraying the bandages that been fixed on to my body.

"Your determination was so… and your body has grown so much…"

"You're not so bad yourself, Hinata. You've got a woman's body now."

"Make me feel like a woman, then?"

"With pleasure."

I stopped the kiss and began nipping her throat slowly and quickly at the same time, making her shiver and feel confused. I could feel her wanting me to stop and keep going at the same time. Both of my hands wandered underneath her sweatshirt, massaging the softness underneath her supple, cotton bra. She came close and tried to kiss me on the cheek, encouraging me to keep going, moaning intermittently.

"Naruto-kun…"

Her legs began to jerk now and then. She kicked a small table, then knocked a standing lampshade over, forcing it to crash a few feet beside us. It fell with a thud, but at least the globe didn't shatter.

"You're so clumsy, Hinata-san."

"I know," She moaned, "I know!"

"And cute."

The skin on her throat began to pucker red as I bruised the little blood vessels that lived there with my sucking and licking. I returned to her lips, felt my tongue bump into the sides of her teeth. Her hands came down to my rear, squeezing them and then finally deciding that they would try to pull my tight pants off at the garter.

It wouldn't be so easy though. My pants were fastened there with a really tight length of rope I used as a makeshift belt while I was still outside the village.

Quicker than I thought, she soon realized this, and her hands came around to the front of my legs, just below my navel where the knot sat. That's when we heard the noise.

It was a voice calling from outside the living room windows so it must've come from the courtyards at the entryway to the great mansion.

"Hyuuga Hinata! Team Eight Meeting at the usual place! Move your butt now!"

It was a woman's voice, probably Yuhi Kurenai's by the sound of it. It sounded soft like a woman's, but firm with age and experience. Kurenai was Team Eight's leader, so it definitely had to be her.

Hinata stopped, but then resumed kissing me whilst trying to work at the knot, pretending that she had heard nothing.

"Kiba's in trouble, he's in the hospital! So please arrive as soon as you can!"

I stopped her, pulled her away from me and looked into her eyes.

"You should go."

"No… I don't have too. Stay here with me, Naruto."

"Hinata. I think you need to go that meeting. It was my fault about Kiba, anyway."

"But you're here, we can stay together, I can feed you and…"

"No, if you stay it could become suspicious depending on how much Kiba's told everyone. You need to leave. Besides, I've been dying to visit Ichiraku for a while. I think I'll go and have some ramen," I announced grinning wide with excitement.

Hinata hesitated and then looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"If you go, you can find out what they plan to do about trying to find me. I'll meet you here again at midnight to talk about what your meeting was about. It's already early evening anyway… I'll be back in a few hours. There are some things I have to do too."

She looked at me one more time.

"Okay, Naruto-kun," She conceded, straightening her shirt and skirt, " If you come back… then I guess I can see you again…"

"Great."

Ramen here I come!

I planned to visit my old home so that I could take a shower and get some fresh clothes to change into. It wouldn't be that far and I knew I could easily get there quickly and without being spotted. Maybe if I wore else, no one would be able to know it was I. I didn't want anyone recognizing me until it was the right time.

I walked to the window on the other side of the room and opened them, stepping onto the roof outside. I turned one last time to Hyuuga Hinata.

I really don't know what had happened. We both got sucked into a torrent of emotion and passion so strong it was hard to tear myself away. But I knew if I stayed any longer, it'd probably put her in even more danger. I didn't tell her to lie before I left, but I hoped she wouldn't tell them too much about me.

"Goodbye, Hinata."

"I'll see you at midnight, my sexy ninja boy," Hinata forced a smile.

I smiled and leapt up and out of her sight, as hundreds of thoughts buzzed through my head. Things were just too screwed up for me to understand at all.

I came back to protect this village, yet this village was full of people who wanted me dead. It was so ironic; I couldn't even feel the energy to become frustrated.

I opened my window, which I always left unlocked for sneaking in just like now. As I walked in, I realized it was exactly how I left it. I couldn't believe how after five years nothing had been moved. I saw a small envelope with the letters A-N-B-U on it. The search teams must have left it here the last time they checked my apartment, I guessed.

I didn't bother reading it. I knew what it would say. It was probably a warning or a death notice. It would be nothing that'd be able to improve my mood now, anyway.

I quickly took a shower and changed. Then I searched a hiding spot inside my closet for my secret stash. I had some money saved up from the missions before I left, money that would be able to keep me floating until I proved my innocence as Uzumaki Naruto.

By the time I was finished at home, the sky had darkened considerably, but I wasn't fazed at all. That just meant less curious people on the streets and I knew that the ramen shop would still be open at this time. If it had no other customers, which it usually did at this time, even better for me.

I jumped out of the window I had come through and sprinted through the streets a fair way into central Konoha to find Ichiraku. It was strange to see the same old stall, still sitting there in the middle of the lonely street. Just like my apartment, it didn't look like it had changed much at all.

I landed in front of it when I knew the coast was clear and walked inside.

Immediately the Chef and his daughter, the waitress, called out a welcome to their new visitor, but when they looked up and saw my face, I saw their expressions change. They became horrified and shocked at the same time.

"Na- Naruto-kun? Is that really you? I…"

I pointed my finger at him and called out loud and forcefully.

"Don't you dare call anybody on me! I'm not a bad guy, in fact, I single handedly kept this store floating on my pocket money for years before I left so you better not give me any shit now! I'm going to sit down and you're going to serve me a special number six!"

The Chef and daughter paused, looked at each other, then looked at me and nodded.

"Yes, number six coming right up!" The Chef called, turning around.

The daughter looked at me with a confused look on her face, then I saw a warm smile come over her, before she turned around and continued her kitchen duties.

Ah, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

"You better not skimp on the barbecued pork, old man!"

I was ecstatic to taste my favorite food in the world after so long training alone in the woods. I could already feel the smell poisoning my nose, making my mouth water. If it was any better I'd drown in my own saliva, that's how good it was, damn it.

When it arrived, I couldn't even remember how long it had taken me to finish it.

I ate and ate, calling dish after dish, late into the night. The chef was happy to serve and I was happy to eat. It all seemed rather practiced, as if I've done it a lot before, to be honest. Maybe if I knew I'd be fighting again so soon, I would've eaten a bit less.

Maybe if I knew there was a figure just a few yards behind me outside the stall, waiting for me to come out, I would've paid the bill and left.

Maybe if I knew I had to transform into Nine-Tailed Naruto to survive this next fight, I would have said goodnight and goodbye to the kind Chef and daughter who ran the shop.

But then again, Nara Shikamaru was always a good tactician, right? And there was certainly no better advantage than surprise…

Damn, he's good.