Title Kiba's Strength, Hinata's Weakness...
Author lonely whisperz
Genre Romance/General
Rating K+ (For nows anyways...)
Disclaimer Kiba and Hinata are both characters of Naruto belonging to Masashi Kishimoto! (Duh!) I am not profiting at all by publishing this piece of fiction. I have written and 'published' this work of fan fiction for my pleasure and the pleasure of other Naruto fans! Besides… It isn't worth suing me because I don't own anything but some old smelly socks and some unidentified gooey stuff under my bed. So… Yeah.
Summary It's always hard trying to let go...
Chapter Four Moving on...

Moving on, is a simple thing… What it leaves behind is hard…
Dave Mustaine

Exhausted wasn't nearly strong enough a word to describe the aching tiredness of Hinata's body or mind. She had been training for hours and she felt ready to collapse at any given moment.

She leaned her forehead against her training log wearily. Going back to the dark Hyuuga house was too depressing to consider. All that waited for her was a cold room, neverending silence and more proof of the fact that she was not of any importance to her own family.

Family… Once, she was sure she had such a thing. But it was lost to her due to her own lack of ability and her own inability to live up to her family name. The Hyuuga's had no time for the weak… Especially if the weak was one of their own.

Hinata felt drained. She had too much emotional turbulence inside her to feel at peace. The closest she could come to peace was when she was immersed in the dark dreamless place during sleep.

And when she was with Kiba.

It was odd. She had always felt people stunted her. People made her nervous. The thought that she was a bother… that she was somehow in the way… that she was not nearly good enough to be around them constantly bothered her…

But not Kiba.

He made her laugh when she wanted to cry. Kiba made her feel like it was okay for her to occasionally take a break and watch the grass grow. Made her realize there is more to life than the past…

And Naruto was a part of her past.

Hinata felt a pang of something that felt like regret in her chest.

What if's and maybe's may her hesitate to leave the past behind… Leave Naruto in the past where he belongs… To let him drift into sweet memories of a child who once wished to be the balm which healed the pain within his soul…

He didn't need her.

Now, she was old enough to see that. He constantly drove ahead leaving her behind because he did not want to wait for someone to heal him. That was not his way. He healed himself. He found what he needed in the world. People to love… and love him in return.

It just wasn't her.

Maybe if she had told him… What if she had had the courage… Maybe… What if…

Useless.

It served her no purpose now to hold onto a past… a person… a life that brought her no joy. No future for herself. It was time to let go.

Hot tears escaped her eyes.

"Kiba-kun…" Would he want to be a part of her future? She was afraid. She wasn't sure she could get through a life without him. Her lifeline. The only person to make her feel as though she was worth more than a disposable asset.

Could he possibly learn to love her? She knew she loved him. Such thoughts do not occur unless there was love. Such need could not exist without love.

"I need you… Please…"

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Kiba was sure he heard wrong.

Hinata was calling him. She said she needed him.

He was not sure if he should go down and expose himself to her.

But he could see she was exhausted and her shaking form told him she was crying.

Don't cry.

He will regret later. He can face the consequences of his actions in the future.

But right now, Hinata needed him.

Kiba was behind her in an instant. Akamaru had decided to make himself scarce and leave them both be.

"Hinata…"

He put his arms around his waist and pulled her back. He turned her around and placed her head on his chest. She fit perfectly in his arms. He could smell the shampoo of her hair and the sweat on her skin.

At first she had been stiff in his arms – out of surprise or rejection he was not sure – at first. But then she was soft and pliant.

Her arms wrapped around his body.

And Kiba felt complete.

"Thank you… Kiba…"

He felt surprise at her calling him so informally. Felt estatic at the sound of his name on her lips… As though she needed him like the air they breathed. Like she loved him. As though he was her lover.

And then she went limp in his arms.

Hinata had fainted.

To be Continued...

Author's Notes

REPOSTED! ;-D Yeah Baby!

Anyways... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ebil is I not? ;-P Wonder whats gonna happen to Hinata and Kiba... ;-) Reviews always 'encourage' me to write following chapters a little faster so do drop on off k? Thank You!