Kiyoshi woke up with a scream, an old habit that he would have to break before an angry mob chases him out of Konoha. He looked around, recognizing the residence given to him several months back. Nothing was changed, removed, touched, or out of place; Tsunade knew he would eventually come back, so she didn't give his home away.
He got up, feeling light; somebody took his weights off. Kiyoshi tried to think back to the previous night, managing to only remember vague blurs of events. The only thing he could conclude was that he got drunk out of his mind, and somebody had to take him home. He searched every corner of the house, his weights were nowhere to be found; he had to ask someone, a person that always keeps tabs on him. He activated his blood-limit; three radioactive-green glowing lines circled his eye, and corners of the iris stretched out into sharp points.
He looked around the room, "Who took my weights?" asked the teen out loud.
Naruto was starting to wake up, looking at the clock to realize that he's late. Not the usual kind of late, but several hours over-late. He jumped up from his bed and rushed over to the closet. Observing himself in the mirror, he found out that he had really messy hair. He turned back to find Hinata still sleeping in his bed.
"What the hell?" exclaimed the boy, recalling the previous night. He then gave off a relieved sigh, satisfied by the fact that they were both still virgins, "Her dad would have killed me."
He made breakfast, not sparing any resources left in his kitchen. He went grocery shopping the previous day, spending the rest of his savings on the bare essentials. He didn't have much money, since the village didn't get many missions, and so ramen was out of question with lack of funds to spend on. Luckily enough, the boy had matured over the previous several months. He started to learn how to cook, and in the process nearly burned his house down several times.
He made a beautiful breakfast-in-bed for Hinata, and even snatched several growing flowers from the neighbor's balcony to accompany the food.
Hinata woke up, smell of pancakes giving her a warm welcome into the new day. She sat up, leaning against the wall behind the bed, and yawned. "Naruto? Where are you?"
The boy walked in, carrying a tray of pancakes, syrup, eggs, and tea. "Good morning." replied Naruto.
Hinata was astonished by Naruto's behavior; he was now considerate enough to wake up earlier than her, make breakfast-in-bed. She had wondered something for a while, what the source of Naruto's maturity was. There were several factors; losing his crush on Sakura, and his new training method, both of which affected his reasoning and cleared his mind. But it must have been something else, most likely something deeper, like love, but could have been fear.
Another thing that had been bothering her was about Kiyoshi; at the party on the previous night, he sat on a bench and talked to himself. "Naruto..."
He turned his head away from the food and looked at Hinata, "Hm?"
"Did you notice anything strange about Kiyoshi last night?"
Naruto thought about it, "Now that you mention it, yeah, he was talking to himself."
"What do you think of that?"
Naruto smiled, "I think he was just drunk. Otherwise he wouldn't have been able to handle our attacks by himself."
The girl looked down and smiled, "I hope you're right."
"Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be?" he paused, "You don't think he's..."
She looked back at him, "I don't know what to make of his behavior. He's a strong drinker; he drank two bottles of sake in front of me without getting too drunk. To think he passed out last night, he must have had a lot."
"I see what you mean." agreed Naruto, "But what do you make of Kiyoshi talking to himself? Overdrinking, or do you think he's finally lost it?"
"I don't know... but whatever it is, I don't think it's good for him."
A knock came on the door, startling the two teens out of the conversation. Naruto looked over to his girlfriend, "Did we have plans for today? Are we late for something?"
Hinata shrugged, "I don't think so..."
The boy got up and started walking towards the door. Another knock came; harder and more pissed off than the previous. "Coming!" replied Naruto. He unlocked the door and pulled it open. After observing the visitor, he wished that he had stayed quiet and not opened the door. "Shit..." he said out loud, seeing none other than Hiashi standing on his doorstep.
Hinata shuddered in fear, for what Hiashi saw wouldn't please him much; Naruto opened the door with no shirt on, Hinata was in his bed, eating breakfast. "Oh no..."
Hiashi's face reddened, as if he was about to punch several hundred holes through the boy in front of him. "What is the meaning of this..." hissed Hinata's dad.
Naruto backed up, waving his hands in an apologetic manner. "Hiashi-sama... I can explain!"
The man stepped inside with a dangerous face, horrors that could cut an anvil in half brewed in his eyes. "I'd love an explanation for this... one that won't anger me further..." replied Hiashi, advancing even further towards Naruto.
"Well you see... Hinata and I... um, we love eachother... but we didn't... we're still..." Naruto couldn't finish one sentence before starting the other. He threw random gibberish at Hiashi, who was getting enraged by every spoken vowel.
"Tell me, squirt..." started Hiashi. Naruto shut his eyes in fear, as Hiashi forced him into a corner and advanced even closer. "Where's the candy?"
Naruto opened his eyes, "What?"
Hiashi loosened up, "Where's the candy?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Trick or treat!" screamed Kiyoshi, turning back into his original state from the disguise of Hinata's father.
Naruto turned red with rage, "It's not Halloween, you dolt!!!" roared the whiskered boy.
Kiyoshi's smile faded, "April fool's?"
"That was months ago!!!"
"Merry Christmas?"
Naruto's rage exploded as he threw Kiyoshi out of his house. "Learn the freaking calendar you jackass!" screamed Naruto and slammed the door shut.
Hinata watched Naruto storm back inside. "Naruto..."
"I'm sorry, perhaps I'm not ready for the introduction either," said Naruto.
Another knock came on the door, Naruto decided to ignore this one. "Open the door!" yelled Kiyoshi, "That's not the reason I came! I just thought that it would be funny!"
Naruto opened the door, "What do you want?"
"I want my weights back."
"What makes you think I have them?"
"What makes you think you don't?"
Naruto was stunned; nobody knew that he had snatched Kiyoshi's weights. "How did he find out?" thought the blond boy. "What are you talking about?"
"Just give me my weights back and I'll leave you and Hinata alone."
"What makes you think I have them?"
Kiyoshi shook his head, "Are we back at that again?"
Naruto sighed; Kiyoshi was annoying, but that didn't stop him from being right. "Fine, come in." Kiyoshi entered the house, and went directly to the stash without Naruto having to show him where they were hidden. Naruto watched Kiyoshi, as the guy removed a small board from the wall in the back of his closet, "How did you know where they were?"
Kiyoshi started putting them back on, "That doesn't matter. What concerns me is the fact that you took them. Why did you steal my weights?"
Naruto didn't want to have this conversation in front of Hinata; he dragged Kiyoshi into the kitchen. "I want to become even stronger."
Kiyoshi didn't hold back on the smack. Naruto shook the hit off. "Naruto... are you stupid again?"
"I want to become strong to protect Hinata!"
Kiyoshi shook his head, "You are stupid again..." He looked back at the kid, "That is not the kind of strength you desire... it's dangerous for both; you and her."
Naruto turned away, "You don't know what you're talking about."
Kiyoshi Grabbed Naruto and started slapping him as if trying to wake him up. "Listen to yourself! Who would know better than me?" hissed Kiyoshi, trying to keep his voice down so that Hinata doesn't hear. "I still can't function properly without them. I weigh eleven hundred pounds because of the idiocy of my youth, and I have to be careful all the time if I don't want to break through the floor or the chairs I sit on. I am a cripple because of those weights!"
"You are out of your tiny little mind too! Why should I listen to you? Your sanity is long gone, and you're a lunatic!"
Kiyoshi let go of Naruto. "Insane?" sniffed the blond boy, "Fine. I don't care what you do to yourself, but think what's better for Hinata." replied Kiyoshi and walked out of the house.
Naruto stood in the kitchen, alone. Hinata walked in, "What happened? Why did Kiyoshi leave?"
Naruto sighed; he totally forgot about Kiyoshi's troubles, the problems he faced due to his weight. All Kiyoshi did was look out for Naruto's skin, Naruto's heart, but all he got in return was a harsh reply from the very kid he was trying to help, Naruto really hurt him. "I really am stupid."