Here is chapter 4
A week before the parental test Hinata was called to do an escort mission usually a C rank mission with Kiba and Akamaru. She tried to act normal and to not drag them behind and because of her weight gain she worn a large thick coat hoping to make it look like it was the coat not her who was this big even though it was the summer. She also wanted to see if Kiba could be the father by watching him during the mission.
"Hinata, you have been acting really weird this mission is something wrong?"
"Nothings wrong Kiba-kun" she worriedly responded while she thought that see might have done something to show her condition.
"It's just you have been wearing that big coat all day I mean you have got to be dying of heat right now."
It was true that she was very hot and it couldn't be doing her any good but she couldn't take it off because he'll find out about the pregnancy. Just then she started to feel very dizzy and feel to her knees.
"Hinata! Hinata!" yelled Kiba panicking about her sudden collapse, "you must have gotten too hot I'm going to take your coat off."
Hinata couldn't refuse being so dizzy, so once her coat came off she heard a gasp from Kiba.
"… Hinata, what is that?" He knew exactly what it was but what he really wanted to know is why.
Managing to get a hold of herself said "Um… I'm kind of… Well pregnant" looking down as if it was something to be ashamed of.
Kiba got up from where he was crouched in front of Hinata and said "No wonder you smelt strange, oh well" he gave her a small smile and held out his head to help her up and kept walking. "So… who's is it then?" he asked trying to start a conversation.
"I don't know" she whispered
"What how do you not know?! I mean damn you got to remember who you slept with"
"Um… no, I don't. I just know what day it was"
"So when did it happen?" he asked curiously.
"The last day of our mission to sand with Naruto-Kun and Neji-nii-san"
Kiba's mind flashed back towards that day and he remembered holding her in the middle of a wood all alone and she was crying. He couldn't remember the reason for those tears but he did remember trying to comfort her, did something happen after that?
"Kiba-Kun, Are you ok you look very pale?"
"I'm fine it's just a bit of a shock because I don't know what happened for some of that day either, well it's a mystery" he said "But not to worry don't they have tests for that or something?"
She nodded and replied "yes, I'm having one next week and I would like you to do the test with me along with Neji-nii-san and Naruto-Kun"
"I saw Naruto yesterday and judging by he asked me if you where ill or not I'm guessing that you haven't told him and Neji?"
"I have told Neji-nii-san but he seemed a little off when I told him but he has been very helpful at home and with training."
"Look, I know that you love Naruto or something…"
"Kiba-kun!" Hinata exclaimed turning red.
"Let me finish, don't think that he is going to take this news as well as me or Neji did."
As the arrived back at konoha they said goodbye and she walked home her head low as she thought about what Kiba had said and bumped into someone and fell over.
"Excuse me! I'm so sorry" she said trying to stand.
"Hey what's the idea, why damn it can't you look where you are going?" Naruto looked up, "Ah, Hinata are you feeling better now?" he helped her up "wow you've gotten a lot bigger are you sure your eating right? Because remember ninjas have to stay healthy."
"Um… Naruto-Kun may I talk to you about something in private?"
Hinata lead Naruto to a park and sat down on a swig. Could she tell him? She had been thinking about what Kiba had said and maybe he was right and maybe she should tell him once she knows for sure who the father is. "Naruto-kun… I met Sakura-san and she wanted me… you… Neji and Kiba to have a blood test next week…because of our mission to sand a while ago" she lied.
"Ok, is their anything else you wanted to talk to me about?"
She shook her head.
"Ok bye" He said as he left not sure why she had to tell him in private.
She got off the swig and left the park and walked home.
