I had a lot of fun writing this chapter...well, "part". I hope you'll have as much fun reading it.

Part two (or chapter 9?)

Hinata actually started listening to the music, hoping that the lyrics would tell her the answer so she wouldn't have to choose between truth or dare. But no. The male singer was screaming about pain and blood. How did that help? When did Sakura start liking this kind of music? Why did it matter?

"Dare," she cried quickly, then nibbled her lip and twisted her fingers around themselves over and over again.

"Here," Sakura shoved the sake bottle into Hinata's tangled hands. "I dare you to take two sips. You need to loosen up some."

Hinata didn't know if she should've thanked Sakura or not (most likely not) but she took the bottle anyway. After all, it was a dare. And she promised herself drinking was a one time thing until she was old enough to do it legally.

She inhaled deeply and put her lips to the bottle. Then she took one small sip of the lukewarm liquid, and swallowed. She lowered the bottle and took another short sip. Both combined couldn't amount to half a mouthful. The sake tasted weird. Hinata had never had alcohol prior to this so she didn't know what to compare it to. All she knew was that it was dry in her mouth, rough down her throat, and left a bizarre aftertaste on her tongue.

"Who's next?" Sakura shot Hinata a kind glance, sort of like she was trying to say sorry.

Kiba sat on the left of Hinata, Ino sat on the right.

"I'll go," Ino volunteered. "Truth."

Naruto raised his hand, "Ino, have you and Shikamaru ever… you know…done it...?"

The question wasn't even directed at Hinata, yet she still blushed at Naruto talking about sex.

Ino made a breathy "Pffftshaw" sound and Shikamaru snorted.

"No. No way. Way to use your question wisely. Go, Sakura."

Sakura grinned.

"Truth or dare?" Ino asked.

"Truth,"

"Who do you like more, Naruto or Sasuke?" everybody – except Hinata, who already knew the answer - thought this was also a dumb question, that Sakura would say Sasuke. Thusly, Hinata was the only one whose jaw didn't fall to the roof when Sakura said:

"Naruto."

"Aww, really?" Naruto said in a sing-song voice, his hand on his heart. Though Hinata could tell he was as surprised as the rest of them – minus Hinata.

"Truth or dare." Sakura dead-panned. She didn't even smack him that time.

"Dare." Naruto held his head up proudly.

"I dare you to eat this bug," said a low voice. It was the first time Shino spoke. There was a pea-sized black beetle on the tip of his finger..

"Eeew! Can't I have some sake with that?" Naruto's blue eyes bugged (lolpun) out of his head.

"Nope.," By the way Shino's forehead crinkled over his sunglasses and high-collared jacket, Hinata could tell he was enjoying himself. "Eat it or I'll find a bigger one,"

Hinata giggled as Naruto reluctantly plucked the beetle from Shino's finger – both pinky and upper lip thrust upward – and threw it in his mouth, chomped down, and swallowed.

"EEEWWW," he squealed. Shino's forehead crinkled again, showing he was satisfied.

"Shikamaru," Sakura acted like the blonde sitting next to her and rubbing his tongue with his shirt didn't exist, "Truth or dare."

"This game is so troublesome," Shikamaru muttered.

"You know you're having fun watching Naruto eat bugs," Ino teased.

Shikamaru smiled for a second. "Truth," No way were they making him do anything stupid. Emphasis on DO.

"How do you make your hair stand up like that?" asked Kiba, grinning. Shikamaru glared at the brunet, like Kiba already knew the answer and wanted everybody else to, too.

"Iusemymomshairgel," he murmured. Kiba was laughing quietly.

"What was that, Shikamaru?" Kiba held a hand to his ear.

"I use my mom's hair gel,"

While Sakura stifled her giggles with her hand, Ino went all out and laughed as loud as she could. She cackled, her voice competing with the music everybody forgot was there.

And they had all thought Shikamaru was lazy.

"How… how does…that work…now?" Ino's speech was severed by her undying "ha's" and "hee's".

"It's actually really easy. All I have to do is run it through my hair in the morning, so it stays out of my face all day. Then it just comes out when I shower," he described it the same way one would describe brushing their teeth.

"Ahh...I see" Ino was still laughing.

"Choji, your turn. Truth or dare,"

Mouth full, he said "Dare,"

"I dare you to stop eating those chips!" Ino and Sakura said at once. "And put them in the middle so we can all have some." Ino put in.

"Fine," he grumbled, pushing the bag to the center.

"Yesss!" Ino cheered and darted forward to snatch a handful. Choji had left less than a quarter of the bag and Ino had to use all her willpower not to call him a fattie. He was remarkably sensitive on that subject.

"Shino, go."

"Truth," he knew if he chose dare somebody would ask him to take off his sunglasses.

"What color are your eyes?" asked Hinata unexpectedly. Everyone looked at her, she hadn't stuttered, wondering if the alcohol was taking effect. Perhaps it was. But at that moment she was only curious.

"Green," Shino said slowly.

"Oh," Hinata half-smiled, as if in deep thought.

"Kiba,"

Hinata snapped out of "deep thought" when she heard Kiba's name.

"Dare," he didn't really care what they would make him do.

"Your turn, two sips, I dare you," Sakura passed the sake bottle to Kiba. She just wanted to use it up and destroy the evidence.

It felt weird for Hinata to see Kiba drinking out of the same thing she drank out of once. He drank it calmly. He probably already had sake, courtesy of his older sister Hana or his rowdy mother Tsume.

"Back to you, Hinata,"

The 8 played truth or dare for a while longer. Up until nobody had any good questions or dares left, and the game was reduced to:

"I…hmm… I dare you not to smell like soap,"

"What kid of dare is that? Are you telling me not to take showers?!"

"No, I said you smell like stale soap and it's annoying,"

"Why are you smelling me, anyway?"

"It's hard not to. Anybody could smell you, from a mile away,"

"Hmph. How do you even expect me to stop smelling like soap?"

"Uhh…"

"At least I use soap!" … that argument went on and on. In the end, they just skipped it and went to the subsequent person.

And: "Who would you rather? Naruto or Sasuke?"

"You already asked me that question!"

"Oh, whoops."

That was when they unanimously decided to start playing spin the bottle.

"Think we should go inside?" asked Ino while Sakura pulled out the second sake bottle to spin in spin-the-bottle. "It's getting really dark out, and kind of cold." She rubbed her bare arms as a sharp gust of wind slapped them all.

"I want to be inside for as short as I can," said Sakura, shamelessly taking a swig of the sake. "My parents are total neat freaks and if there's ever one thing out of place they spaz out."

"Well, I promise to be clean," she lifted her right hand like she was taking an oath

"Me too!" Naruto yelled, "My butt hurts from sitting."

"If you guys all wanna go inside we can do that now. As long as nobody messes anything up."

All 8 nodded.

Sakura turned off the music, took the bottle, and stood, everyone else following her. It was a very quiet night, and Hinata found the sudden silence calming.

They jumped off the side of the roof and onto the picnic table, then went back inside Sakura's lemon-scented house. It was a lot warmer. Hinata hadn't been paying attention to the temperature outside, but whatever it was, the temperature inside was more comfortable.

"We can all sit here," announced Sakura, setting the bottle of sake down. There was a huge blank space in front of the television.

Hinata lowered herself onto the cream-colored carpet, and each person took sat in the same places as they had on the roof.

"Who wants to go first this time?" Apparently spin the bottle didn't need rules.

"I will!" Ino grabbed the bottle from the middle of the circle, and spun it passionately.

What a coincidence.

It landed on Shikamaru and Ino's smile spread wide.

"You tried, didn't you," Shikamaru was smirking.

Ino shrugged innocently. Then she moved around Naruto and Sakura and kissed Shikamaru's mouth.

"Hinata, you wanna go?" she asked when she got back to her seat.

"U-uh, sure," Hinata spun the bottle, watching it gyrate on the carpet.

And fate seemed to be smiling on all of them that night.

For it landed on Naruto.

Hinata's face was an explosion of red but Naruto didn't seem fazed at all when they started to lean forward.

And then their lips met.

Hinata's first kiss was finally given up to him. Naruto. Her fairytale come true. Yet, it didn't feel like it. No fireworks, no amazing sensations. Nothing but the warmth his lips on hers (which wasn't much). Hinata inspected his blue eyes, somewhat dissatisfied.

A mere second passed before they broke the kiss and sat back down. Everyone, even Sakura, was gazing at Hinata, as if expecting her to stand up and confess her love for Naruto. But she stayed seated and wiped at her mouth the slightest bit.

She didn't want to lie.

"Kiba, your turn," said Sakura, after a few extra moments. Kiba spun the sake bottle with a quick flick of his wrist. It continued to spin for what seemed like forever, blurring into a white circle. Finally, it slowed with the stout neck pointing at… Hinata.

The two just looked at each other, unsure of how to go by this "kissing" thing.

'Might as well get it over with', Kiba thought. He rested his hand on her shoulder, pulled her closer, and leaned in to let his lips fall on hers.

Wow.

No other word could pull together all that he was sensing. By far, he didn't expect Hinata's lips to feel so good. Great, even. If not for the six other people in the room, his arms would've wrapped around her waist or his tounge into her sweet mouth. His eyelids fell.

Hinata closed her eyes as Kiba's lips pressed against hers a little harder. Not that she minded. Her whole body felt warm and… nice. It was the same invigorating electricity running through her veins that she felt whenever they touched. Multiplied by infinity. The kiss was purely heaven.

It lasted a while, too. Kiba and Hinata could feel dumbfounded eyes, watching, staring. They pulled apart hastily and Hinata blushed harder than she ever had in her life. She looked up at the whirling ceiling fan, out the window into darkness, over to the plain sofa, anything to avoid eye contact with you-know-who.

Taking in a deep breath and feeling brave, she glanced at Kiba. Just a short glance, to see what he was doing.

He was looking at her. Her eyes met his again, though this time she didn't look away.

She couldn't.

Fun Fact!: That one kissing scene between Hinata and Kiba is the idea behind this whole fic. It was inspired by another fic I read once... but I forgot what that was called.

Granted, it didn't even turn out as good... it had sounded better in my head. Oh, well. There you go.

Also, I have never had sake or anything.

I am going to be gone this week, Monday 13th through Saturday 18th. At camp!

Yep, so I left you guys with something nice to keep you entertained while I'm in Northern Minnesota learning Chinese. (:

- jiao (hartz yew all!)

PS:: btw about the review from Dosko, thank you and it should be interesting to know that I run the phrases through my head before writing them down, and think about what words people would stutter on. Just to let you know. Thanks for the review.