Title: Doujinshi
Rating: PG-13 for... well... you'll see.
Characters: Hinata, Naruto, and a couple boys from Gundam Wing... sort of.
Word Count: 986
Summary: Hinata's got a hobby.
Author's Notes: You KNOW she does this. Admit it.

Hyuuga Hinata loved to draw. She also loved comics.

So it stood to reason that Hyuuga Hinata loved to draw comics.

She liked to take characters from comics she enjoyed reading, and tell her own stories with them. She had drawn lots of comics like that. She had a stack of them in her closet. Her favorites were probably her Gundam Wing comics. The boys in Gundam Wing were just so pretty. She loved drawing them. A hint of red crept into her cheeks thinking about them. Gundam Wing had a very good story behind it too. Really, she liked the story a lot. And the pretty boys.

Making comics had been very hard, at first. There were so many little tricks you had to learn. First of all, you had to know what story you wanted to tell. Then, you had to plan how to tell that story in pictures. Then you had to sketch out pages for your comic, so you knew how much space to use for each part of your story. Only after you'd done all that could you finally start drawing the pretty boys. And that was a lot of work in itself. Hinata didn't know very much about boys, so she had bought a bunch of drawing books to help her learn more. Again, a hint of a blush touched her cheeks as she thought about all those drawing books. There were other problems too, like adding convincing details toeach panel, shading, transferring backgrounds into the comic panels, and finally printing the whole thing and binding it to look nice. But really, after she was done drawing the pretty boys, the rest seemed to go in a flash for Hinata.

Hinata had been making her own comics for a few years now, and she felt like she was getting pretty good at it. She had even started printing a few copies, so she could try selling them. Online, of course. She wouldn't sell them to anyone in Konoha. That would be just TOO embarrassing. But she wanted to be able to show her work to other people. The comics seemed to sell pretty well online, too. Hinata thought she would probably have to start making even more copies in the future. She smiled to herself.

Today, she was working on her computer, printing the first copies of her latest comic. It was another Gundam Wing story. This one focused on Quatre and Wu-Fei. A lot of her comics focused on Quatre and Wu-Fei. Of all the pretty boys in Gundam Wing, Hinata thought they were the prettiest. The story started when Quatre became lost in the woods. Hinata wasn't sure which woods, but it didn't really matter. In the comic, the other pretty boys started worrying about Quatre, and eventually Wu-Fei agreed to go look for him. Wu-Fei searched all over the woods, and finally found Quatre being threatened at gunpoint by an angry soldier. Wu-Fei knocked the soldier unconscious, and Quatre, so happy to be rescued, leapt on Wu-Fei and began to-

"Hey, Hinata! What'cha got there?"

Hinata recognized the voice, and turned her head slowly, fearfully, toward her window. Where Uzumaki Naruto stood in a crouch, staring at her.

"Na.. Na... Naruto! Ca-ca-can I d-d-do something for you?" Hinata darted in front of the stack of the copies she'd finished printing and assembling, her cheeks turning bright red.

Naruto hopped down from the windowsill and, ignoring Hinata's mumbled protests, went straight for the stack of comics. "Hey! Are those Gundam Wing comics, Hinata? I LOOOVE Gundam Wing!" Naruto proceeded to make some strange whooshing noises, while holding his arms out to either side and running around the room. He came to a stop beside Hinata,raised one arm straight ahead, and proceeded to imitate a machine gun firing at her. When he was done, he looked back at the comics again. "Did you DRAW these, Hinata? That's so awesome! Lemme see!"

Hinata tried to protest, but no matter how hard she tried, the words got stuck in her throat. She could feel her whole body turning bright red.

Naruto grabbed a comic, ignoring her, and plopped down in a soft bean-bag chair Hinata often liked to use. She would have blushed more, if it had been possible. As it was, she simply remained in her already-crimson state.

"Yeah, Hinata, this is really good!" Naruto was paging through it now. He stopped for a moment, about a third of the way in, and gave a closer look to the pictures. "But y'know... Quatre looks kinda like me, a little, I think... I don't remember Quatre having whiskers before..." He turned a few more pages, scanning the text now. "Wu-Fei too. Don'cha think he looks kinda like Sasuke here? I dunno..." Naruto held up the comic so Hinata could see the page. She was frozen to the spot now. She couldn't do or say anything. After a moment, Naruto went back to reading the comic.

"Oh, HEY! There's gonna be a fight! There's some stupid soldier now! YES!" A wide grin split Naruto's face as he read on.

Hinata fought as hard as she could to say something, and slowly, slowly, she could feel her voice returning. "Um.. Naruto-kun... Um.. Umm... I think maybe..." Naruto was still paging through, and the grin was slipping slowly from his face, replaced by an unreadable expression. "Maybe... Naruto-kun.. maybe you shouldn't read... shouldn't... not anymore... I dunno if you'd really like..." She was fumbling with the hem of her jacket now, her eyes turned to the floor. Maybe he'd stopped. She couldn't bear to look anymore. Maybe he'd stopped reading and it'd all be okay. Yes. It'd all be okay. Naruto would stop. He would never read her things without her permission. Naruto was such a nice boy. Such a pretty boy.

"OH MY GOD, HINATA! WHAT THE F#CK AM I DOING TO SASUKE?"

I don't own Naruto. Neither does Hyuuga Hinata. Think of this as a good thing.