I had no idea how to continue this story, but then the idea came to me at 1:57 in the morning, 'make it a series of oneshots!' See? Ingenious! I knew I could do it. Thanks to everyone who asked me to continue too!

Kiba walked down the street, looking through each shop, but finding nothing that he wanted. He had been looking though all the shops in the village, but had yet to come across that thing. That one thing that would make everything perfect. However, Kiba's big problem was that not only did he have no idea what to get,

Tomorrow was December 27th. Tomorrow was her birthday.

Yes, tomorrow was Hinata's birthday, and Kiba, like the moron that he was, waited until the last minute to get her a gift. Though, it wasn't really his fault. He wanted to get Hinata something special. It had to be something that she would truly enjoy.

What the hell would that be?

Unfortunately, Hinata's birthday came right after the holidays, so must of the stores were sold out of anything that was still really worth anything, so Kiba didn't have much to choose from.

Every once in a while, Akamaru would look in one direction and bark, trying to get his master to buy something in a nearby shop. Kiba would walking to the store and find what the dog was barking at, Kiba, then turn it down.

Nothing seemed to be what he was looking for. Now, it was getting late, and all the shops were closing. Kiba couldn't believe he had just spent the last twelve hours looking through the village to find ONE present. Why was he making such a big deal out of this?

He looked up at the darkening sky and saw an image in the oranges and purples that were now covering the once blue area. He could just picture himself giving Hinata her gift, and getting to see that look on her face, that look of gratitude, that smile…

Just thinking about this made him grin. That was why. He wanted to see Hinata happy on her birthday more than anything. Hell, he wanted to see Hinata happy all the time! She really did mean the world to him.

Kiba walked back to his house and walked into his room. He immediately lay threw himself on his bed. Akamaru made his way next to his master and curled up.

'So, I have to buy the present on the day of the birthday, the ultimate procrastination,' he thought, 'I need to stop hanging around Shikamaru.'

As he stroked Akamaru's fur, Kiba noticed that it was particularly silent in the room. It was kind of annoying, but it was better then having a lot of noise.

To be honest though, he kind of missed the clock.

He turned off the lights and as he waited for sleep to come, he still couldn't think of anything. He was really screwed this time. He was up most of the night.

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The next morning, Kiba couldn't stop yawning. His brain was still buzzing, trying to figure out something.

Clothing? No, too small. Plus, she might take it the wrong way.

Chocolate? No, that could last all of two seconds.

He wanted something she would keep, and he didn't want it to be too expensive.

His mother watched him and could see the stress on his face.

"What's wrong Kiba?" she asked. He looked over at his mom. She was a girl right? Maybe she knew something?

"I just need to get my friend something…" he said. There was no way in hell that he was going to risk his mother having blackmail over him for the rest of his life, no matter how much she knew.

"Is it for a girl?" she asked.

'DAMN YOU MOTHER AND YOUR 7TH SENSE ABOUT WHAT I'M THINKING!!' (a/n: number 6 is how they know that you haven't done your homework and they tell you to do it at the most inconvenient time.)'

"Maybe…..but that's not the point! The point is I need to find a gift today! It's her birthday!" he said, in a bit of panic. His mother thought for a minute.

"Have you been hanging out with that Shikamaru kid again?" she asked.

"Mom, that's not the point! Please, it's really important."

Kiba's mom thought for a little longer, then looked at her son and smiled.

"You really want it to be special? Get her flowers." She said. Kiba just looked at her. Was she crazy?

"Flowers? But that's so..."

"Plain?" she finished, "Flowers may be the oldest present in the book, but there's something strange about them. Flowers are the one gift that never get worn out, and whenever you receive them, it's just like the first time every time. It's one of those things that never gets old, just like your Mom!" she said, bringing a hand to her face and giving her son a playful smile.

Kiba could understand where his mom was coming from. Maybe flowers were the way to go. It was worth a shot right?

He thanked his mom and left the house, Akamaru sitting happily on his head. Kiba ran down the streets and straight into Ino's flower shop.

"Hey Kiba, what's the rush?" she asked. Kiba merely panted and looked around. What flower would describe Hinata the best? There were so many to choose from.

"Hello? Earth to Kiba!" shouted Ino. Kiba continued to ignore her and glanced at every kind of flower that was in the shop. As he continued to look around, he felt a small flick on the side of his head. He turned his head to see what had hit him to see Ino.

"Ino, when did you get here?" he asked. The blonde merely looked at him.

"Are you feeling alright today?" she asked.

"Sorry, but I need flowers. I need them NOW." He said. Ino thought for a minute.

"Well, I'm guessing that these are for a girl, so personally I think that you can't go wrong with camellias."

"I said I needed flowers, not candy."

"I said camellias, not caramels. I know what you need, and what you need is a bouquet of camellias."

Ino went into the back room and pulled out a bouquet of beautiful flowers. There were three colors: blue, pink, and white.

"Flowers have different meanings," she said, "The blue ones mean that she's a flame in your heart, the pink ones mean that you're longing for her, and the white ones mean that you think she's adorable and perfected. Sound good?"

Kiba nodded and took the bouquet from Ino's hands. Everything that she just said was exactly how he felt about Hinata. He paid her the money and left the shop. His next stop was Hinata's house, and he had never been more nervous in his life.

He could feel his hands were getting wet. He was already sweating. He took a deep breath.

"I need to be calm." He said to himself.

He eventually ended up in front of the Hyuga residence. Kiba stood there for a good five minutes before gulping hard and actually ringing the doorbell.

He could hear footsteps as they approached the door, but they were very slow. The steps almost had a sad rhythm to them.

Curious, he increased the flow of chakra in his nose to get a better smell of the air. Sure enough, he was right.

It was faint, but he could defiantly smell tears.

The door opened slowly, and he was suddenly face to face with Hinata.

Crap.

At first, he was just dumbstruck, mouth agape, looking like a total idiot.

Oddly enough, Hinata looked the same way. Of all the people to see today, why would Kiba be here? She quickly used her sleeve to wipe any wet residue on her face away and tried to face Kiba with a straight face, though she couldn't help but blush.

Kiba finally came back to reality and copied the girl that was standing in front of him.

"I...uh..."

"W-what are you doing here Kiba-kun?" she asked.

Kiba tried for another minute or so to get out a single sentence.

"I uh, I knew that today was uh...damnit, here!" he said, shoving the flowers at her. She was a little surprised at first, then slowly reached out and gently took the flowers from him with both hands.

"Kiba-kun..." She said, he blush growing darker, "I...I..."

"I know that it's not much, but...I really wanted to get you something on your birthday."

He was looking off to the right trying to avoid eye contact. Hinata continued to look at the flowers, a smile starting to form on her face.

"Kiba-kun...thank you!" she said excitedly. Suddenly Hinata threw herself on him and gave him a huge hug. Frozen, he stood there, just taking in what was happening.

"Um...you're welcome..." he said, blushing.

"I'm sorry," she said, regaining herself and pulling away. "But, you're the first one today to stop by and give me something!"

"Really? But what about your family?"

"They haven't said anything to me all day..." she replied in a quiet tone. Kiba gazed at the white eyed girl in front of him. How could a family not recognize the birthday of one of their own?

"Don't feel upset..." he said, "There are people who still care about you!" He reached out and took one of her hands. She smiled a little, before a look of realization covered her face.

"Kiba-kun! I almost forgot about this, but I have something for you too!" Kiba looked at her in confusion.

"But Hinata, today is YOUR birthday..."

"I know but, while I was shopping for Christmas, I remember I picked this up for you!"

She took back her hand and disappeared from sight. A few minutes later, she returned with a small box, covered in wrapping paper.

"Here, Merry late Christmas!" she said. She gave him the box and watched happily as he examined it. Kiba shook it a little, trying to figure out what was inside.

"Thanks..." he said. He began to carefully peel off the wrapping paper, trying to make as little mess as possible. The paper was covering a white box. He opened the lid to see something that just made him laugh.

"You like it right?" she asked, laughing along with him. He nodded and took out the contents.

"Yeah, I was starting to miss my old clock anyway!"

Another thought that came to me, and like I said before, this story is going to now be a series of oneshots with a KibaHina base. Also, when I'm done writting all of them, I'll have those same quotes from my grandmother! And for those of you who want to know, I think it's going to be around 27 chapters long. WOO KIBAHINA FO EVA!!!