Just a short and sweet little NaruHina fic.

Hinata studied herself in the floor-length mirror as she twisted this way and that to look for any imperfections in her appearance. Her long dark blue hair was pulled back from her face and was twisted into a braid that ran the length of her spine, her bangs falling softly over her forehead and the two long pieces of hair that framed her face falling down past her shoulders, -styled this way so that Naruto could unbraid it for her at the end of that night, something the blonde Hokage had always loved doing.

Her lavender dress was simple and modest with the high neck and ankle length, though it didn't have sleeves and it was tighter than her usual clothes, molding the curves of her body in a way she wasn't a hundred percent sure about. But thinking about what Naruto might think of it was enough to get her to slip on her heels, grab her wrap and handbag, and then step out of the bedroom after one more cursory look at her makeup.

She took a breath before descending the stairs, holding it as she made her way elegantly down as she prayed that she didn't ruin everything by tripping and tearing something. Yuka whistled when she got to the final step, she and her twin clapping as they looked their mother over.

"Way to make an entrance, Mom." Hinata smiled at the pair and slid her hands down the sides of the dress, smoothing out invisible wrinkles.

"It's okay?" She asked the two, smiling nervously as she did the turn when they motioned for it.

"Yeah! Dad is going to have a goat when he sees you in that." She smiled at the girl and made her way into the family room, looking down at the blonde who was lounging on the couch, flipping through some teenage magazine. She flicked her white eyes up and ran them up and down her mother, smiling at the woman.

"You look hot." She teased, snorting when a blush bloomed on her mother's cheeks.

"Thank you, I think. Do you know where your father is?" She asked, running the smooth material of her wrap through her hands, worried that if they didn't leave in time they wouldn't be able to keep their reservation. Though when she thought about it she couldn't see that happening since very few places would ever be arrogant enough to dismiss the Hokage so easily.

"Um… yeah. He should be in the other room messing around with Leo and Mino." Hinata nodded and was about to go get him when Yuka shot up and raced to the door, screaming the whole time. "DAAAAD! Mom's ready to go! Leo! Stop distracting him! No, you're the stupid one! NO, YOU'RE SHOUTING!"

Shaking her head at her boisterous children Hinata looked down at her oldest and the babysitter for the night. "Okay, Mino always goes to bed at seven so you don't have to worry about him but I want Leo and the girls in bed by nine and you can stay up until eleven if you'd like. I don't want any bloodshed and if anything breaks it will be taken out of your allowances. There are leftovers in the fridge and you can each have two cookies from the jar. We'll be home late, but we'll check on everyone before we turn in for the night." Kori nodded her head and curled her legs up so that her mother could sit with her.

"Got it. I just have one stipulation." Hinata's eyebrows furrowed as she tried to figure out what she would want. "I don't want you guys coming back with another little brother or sister for me. I think it's about time for you guys to stop with the whole baby thing." Red filled Hinata's face as she stared open mouthed at her daughter. Yuki poked her head over the back of the couch, tilting her head at her sister questioningly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, it seems like every time they go out by themselves they come back with another baby nine months later."

"Kori!" Hinata hissed, mortified, but Yuki only nodded.

"She's right. It's loud enough here without another baby." She said, a sudden crashing tumble coming from the other room as if to emphasize her point.

"Okay! You'll both have to buy your mother another picture frame and make sure you apologize when you give it to her. I think she liked that one, or maybe it was the other one that she liked. Well, either way you're gonna go shopping later. Together." He said, each of his hands on the back of of his children's necks. Leo walked along with his arms crossed while glaring murderously at his sister while said girl walked along proudly, her chin up and her shoulders back.

"But Daddy," She wined, hoping to not have to spend more time than necessary with the awful hellion that claimed to be her brother, "I've been saving up for the collection of bound letters between two friends that were opposing generals that's in the first shinobi war at the antique shop for weeks!"

Naruto looked down at the girl and though he wanted to grimace at her reading choice he stayed straight faced –something that was still hard to do even after all the years. "No reading for fun or buying books until your mother gets a new frame." The blue haired girl pouted at this, causing her red-headed brother to smirk at her until his father squeezed the back of his neck warningly.

Naruto looked up and caught sight of Hinata as she was standing up, her dress sliding beautifully over the curves of her body, her hair and makeup elegantly and yet simply styled. There was a beat of silence that seemed to thunder in time with Hinata's heart in her ears as she waited for his response, waited to know if perhaps it was too much or too little.

And then a familiar grin split his face, spreading relief and warmth throughout her.

"Wow." He said, making Hinata giggle and do a slow little turn. God, she loved how he made her feel when he looked at her that way. Like she was the center of his whole world and the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Like she was the most important thing in his eyes, placed above Ickiraku, above being the Hokage and his above even the dearest of his friends. Like she was absolutely, positively, perfect.

And when he looked at her like that, she certainly felt like it.

Bending over she placed a kiss atop each of the kids' heads, the last one being Mino who had managed to slip silently into the room behind the ruckus his siblings and father had created. Slipping her wrap around her shoulders she looked back at them as Naruto started pulling her out of the house, eager for them to be on their way. "We'll be back in a few hours. Be good, don't burn anything or get into any trouble and mind your sister. Love you!"

And then they were walking down the path to the village, smiling as they fell into step with one another, their joined hands swinging slightly between them. The walk was a little long and made even longer by their easy pace but neither minded, happy to be spending some genuine alone time with each other since it had been so long since they had done so.

Naruto's job as the Hokage demanded so much of his time that recently it had gotten so that he was spending more nights sleeping in his chair in his office after accidentally falling asleep in it than in the bed they shared. What little free time he had was split between her and the children, and since they were dependent and outnumbered her by four they got the majority of his time. And raising five children while continuing to train so that she could maintain her physique was no easy task either and it all refused to give her much time for herself, let alone managing to sneak out to be with her husband.

But tonight it was going to be just them. Naruto wore a crisp white shirt and a black dinner jacket with matching pants instead of his Hokage robes to show that he wasn't going out as the Hokage that night. His staff had been warned that short of another war blowing up or Konoha being invaded he was not to be interrupted upon punishment of death and the ANBU who followed them had been told to be so invisible that they were nonexistent.

Tonight he was just going to be Hinata's as they celebrated their fifteen years of marriage.

They made their way to the restaurant, trading stories and catching up on anything they had missed, smiling and laughing as they passed by people who tried to drag them into conversation but were politely denied since neither of them wanted anything to take away from their night.

The restaurant was the best in Konoha and as such required very formal apparel –black ties and elegant dresses- though Naruto was allowed to forgo the tie since he hated the things and the maitre-d certainly wasn't going to throw the Hokage himself out for the offense.

There were no pictures on the menus, the lighting was all by candlelight, the napkins and tablecloths were all real and were paired with more utensils than anyone in their right mind would ever need. It was expensive, but no matter how she had protested Naruto had never given in, insisting on treating her like the princess she was at least once a year.

And when he put it like that Hinata just couldn't find the breath to argue.

She had missed being like this with him, missed feeling the fluttering in her stomach when he gave her a certain look or the tingling she felt when he said her name in that special way of his. She had missed the casual touches and laughing conversations, missed looking into his bluer than blue eyes and knowing that she was loved unconditionally and without bounds. She supposed that the best way to sum it up was to say that she had just missed being with him.

After they had finished the final bites of the dessert they had lingered over Naruto looked over at the window, squinting as he tried to guess the time. He guessed that they should be getting home, especially since the kids might as well have been by themselves, completely ignoring the fact that there were ANBU that were always secretly guarding them. But he didn't want their night together to end, not just yet.

"Do you want to walk around the park a little bit before we head back?" He asked, his forehead scrunching up in worry as she shook her head.

"Um, actually," She said quietly as a slight blush spread over her cheeks, slipping a room key emblazoned with a nearby hotel's name on the table. "I thought we could hold off on going home for a few hours." Naruto blinked down at the key for a moment before looking back up into the face of his slightly embarrassed but determined wife, grinning as he grabbed her hand to bring it to his mouth so that he could quickly kiss the palm, making her blush become even more pronounced.

"You," He said, slipping the key into his pocket before standing up and holding his hand out to help her out of her chair, "Are positively brilliant. And sexy. And amazing. Did I mention sexy?" She laughed as she took his hand, allowing him to lead her out of the restaurant and over to the hotel where they would be spending a few more blissfully happy hours to themselves.

Tada!

Sorry if it seems a little short but... this is where it ends to me. So deal with it (Na-na-ne-boo-boo!)

I've gotten a lot of love for the ShikaTema stories and I want to tell those who have asked for it that yes, I will write more for them. I already have one planned.

Toodles my darlings!