Whoa, a lot of people have been asking about the NaruSaku. Later, friends. Though, this fic is primarily KibaHina. KibaHina was my original idea, then again… I've ditched a lot of other "original ideas". I will probably stick with the KibaHina, though. Just wait.

I'm actually really surprised I've been getting so many reviews. (Well, it feels like many to me)

Chapter Fiiiiiiiiiiiive

"How do I look?" Ino sang, spinning around like a model on a catwalk. She struck a dramatic pose, flipping her light blonde hair over her shoulder, and both Hinata and Sakura laughed.

"The shirt is way too much," Sakura giggled. Ino frowned and tugged at the bottom of the metallic silver halter top she wore, seeing that it was sort of flashy.

"B-but those jeans are nice," said Hinata, referring to the tattered jeans hugging Ino's long legs.

Sakura leapt from her bed she and Hinata were sitting on and sped to her huge walk-in closet, chockfull of clothes and shoes. The night before, she had also asked her two friends if they could pitch in some of their best clothes, so it would be "like a potluck of clothes!", as she had so creatively put it.

"Try this!" she had a hanger with a baby blue top dangling from the wire, "It so matches your eyes!"

"Well," Ino slid the top from Sakura's hands and held it to her front, turned it around so she could see it, and fingered the fabric. Following her examination, down to the sequins at the end of the 3 quarter length sleeves, she declared "I think that would look better on Hinata!"

Having heard her name spoken, Hinata directed her drifting thoughts back to the moment, where she and her friends were trying to decide what to wear.

"Huh?" One lucky guess what she had been thinking of.

"This top. You like it?" Ino held the top higher in the air as an emphasis.

"Y-yes. It's pretty," the sequins were an adorable touch, and she fancied the swirly white design on the front.

"It would look ger-ate on you!" Ino chirped. Hinata took a second, longer glance at the blue shirt, and imagined it on herself, "You should try it on."

Hinata had no chance to protest as Ino shoved the wire hanger into her hands. She didn't want to disappoint Ino, either, who was so thrilled about this shirt. So she stepped into the closet and changed.

Ino was right, it did look ger-ate. The blue shirt was made of a soft fabric that exposed some of Hinata's shoulders and accented each of her curves. She did like it a lot.

Hinata didn't say anything when she appeared in the room again. Only smiled nervously, pinching and unpinching the side of the skirt, uncertain of what they would think.

Ino pursed her lips. She left the bed and circled Hinata like a vulture. Then she stood in front of her friend and smiled enormously.

"Gorgeous!" she squealed, pinching her cheeks with her hands.

"Wow," Sakura was amazed. She got up too and paused next to Ino, "It really does look good." Again with the nonexistant goatee stroking.

Hinata smiled again, this time with relief.

"Thanks," she mumbled shyly.

"Now that we're working on your ensemble let's find some cute bottoms for you to wear." Sakura told Hinata.

Hinata began walking back to the closet, when she heard Ino. "Where are you going, Hinata?"

She stammered. "I-I was going to ch-change b-back into my sh-shirt," Had she done something wrong?

"Don't, we need to see how the bottom we pick will look on you with that shirt," Ino stated calmly.

"O-oh," Hinata sat down on the bed and watched Ino and Sakura rummage through the closet.

"How about this?" there was a knee-length white skirt in Sakura's hands a few minutes later.

"Or this?" Ino held a pair of dark jeans, faded here and there. The two girls glared at each other, then grinned at their friend, who was playing with her fingers.

"Mmm, I-I'll try the skirt," Hinata thought the white in the skirt and the white on the shirt would make a pair.

She shuffled into the closet and stripped of her pants, slipping into the skirt Sakura had chosen. Good choice. Not too tight and not too billowy. It was just the right length, too.

Again, Ino and Sakura were surprised at how great it looked.

"Yep," Sakura confirmed, "Wear that outfit."

Ino nodded and made a short "Mhmm" noise in agreement.

Hinata stared at her image in the full-length mirror on Sakura's wall. She had to admit, those girls were excellent at putting together outfits.

"Your turn, Sakura!" Ino pushed the pink-haired girl onto the bed, grabbed Hinata's hand, and started hunting.

"No pink shirts..." muttured Ino, mostly to herself. "That would overemphasize the hair. Maybe something green... perhaps blue... purple would look nice..." she continued mutturing to herself, flipping past each hanger, inspecting the clothes, all like a professional.

"I-Ino, would th-this work?" Hinata, being nowhere near the clothes expert Ino was, asked for approval on the white peasant top she had chosen, which was actually hers.

"We can always try," Ino and Hinata jumped out of the closet with the hanger.

Ino shook the hanger in Sakura's face enthusiastically. "How's this?"

"I'll try it on," Sakura said.

She took the hanger and the doorbell rang.

"Who could that be?" Sakura put down the hanger and left her room, motioning for the other girls to follow.

They descended the stairs (Sakura riding the handrail) to get to the source of impatient doorbell ringing.

"Coming!" Sakura called and hopped off, Ino approaching behind her with Hinata as the caboose. She opened the door to see none other than…

Naruto. [[Oh boy .

"Naruto," she acknowledged. "Why are you here?"

"Hey, Sakura, I came by to –" his gaze fell on Ino, "What is Ino wearing?"

Sakura remembered Ino hadn't taken off the flashy metallic top.

"Nothing…important," Sakura added quickly yet casually.

Hinata came into view.

"Wow, Hinata, you look great!" Naruto seemed to forget why he had "come by". Hinata's face gained a pinkish tint as she felt his blue eyes staring. She held her hands in front of her body, tapping her fingers together. One or two seconds of silence passed.

"Why are you here?" Sakura repeated.

"I just got your email and wondered if you wanted me to bring anything," Hinata thought she saw him wink, though it passed too fast and was hard to tell.

"I'm busy now, if you can't see. I'll call you later." The door slammed in Naruto's face.

"Bye Sakura!" he yelled from the other side of the door.

Sakura smiled dreamily. Only Hinata recognized it, because it was the same way she had smiled at Naruto before.

Suffixes are annoying. I wrote half the chapter forgetting about them (it's been that long), so once I noticed what the names were missing, I just decided to leave 'em that way. It's not like anybody would forget who I was talking about without the suffixes.

I think its sort of obnoxious when people overdescribe clothes.

Short again;; I'm lazy. It'll heat up soon, I promise (again). Like I said, I have my plans. Strategy, I tell you!

- jiao