Invisible

Chapter 3

Author's Notes:

Yo! It's Zoete9 here, with the third chapter of Invisible! Okay, I want to keep this short so I'll tell you that this is where the plot really begins, in other words, lots and lots of drama. They are at the bar already when the story starts! Yay. I wonder if I can actually pull this off.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor will I ever.

Ino really wanted to know what in the world had happened to Kiba to make him so stunningly attractive tonight. Just what was the cause of it? He was wearing loose, faded blue jeans that hung dangerously low on his hips and a tight black T-shirt. Altogether it was actually something very simple. But it made the Yamanaka's hormones go crazy. Ino could see the sculpted abs underneath the thin material of that damnable shirt. And just the thought of being able to reach out and touch the smooth-looking skin of his tan arms, that were almost always hidden by jacket sleeves, was enough to make Ino drool. The lighting in the bar was hitting him just right. Kiba was glowing in her eyes, the definition of sexy.

And it looked as if all she had to do was undo the button on his jeans and they would drop to the ground, where the blonde desired them to be. Was his unruly hair that couldn't be tamed a portion of the cause? Possibly. She glanced at him again to confirm and groaned mentally, 'Very possible, indeed.' Maybe it was it that animalistic growl Kiba had let escape his lips (and was it weird that she had been watching them all night long?) when Shikamaru had grabbed her arm earlier. Oh yeah, that was definitely a factor.

She had gotten this sick pleasure from watching him be possessive of her, even if he didn't exactly act on it and shove her teammate away from her. Why? That was a good question. What was he doing to her!? She needed answers. For why she wanted to walk over there, snatch him away so no one else could touch him, and act on the extremely lustful thoughts spinning 'round and 'round in her head like a record. Then another thought occurred to Ino, when she noticed how it felt like the zoo erupted in her stomach when Kiba barely even looked at her, as he was now.

"Am I in love with him?" the dumbfounded girl whispered to herself, still sitting on the bar stool and gazing at Kiba questioningly. Ino's question was answered in the affirmative when the dog-lover aimed a small, gentle smile at her that made her practically melt, it was nothing like the wild grins he usually possessed. Ino mentally kicked herself for falling for Kiba without even knowing she was doing it. But she returned his upturn of lips with a fond, warm smile of her own, nonetheless.

Little did Ino know that a certain Inuzuka had been having similar thoughts of her throughout the night as well, stealing the occasional glance at her, and almost always catching her staring at his face or body. The way the girl was looking at him, so possessively, made his heart speed up and his hopes sky-rocket. Then, that lovely smile she had shot him just seconds ago had made his heart jump out of his chest, right into her hands. Could Ino, the blonde-haired goddess just across the bar, finally return his feelings?

Contrary to everyone's beliefs, he was not in love with his female teammate, Hinata, but with the one and only Ino Yamanaka. Kiba thought she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes on, especially wearing those casual clothes.

Ino had been flaunting her shapely form, or so it seemed like it to him, with those white-washed jean shorts that showed off her long, pale legs. And the sky blue tube top, that he noticed matched her eyes, hugging her upper-body teased Kiba mercilessly. It stopped just above her belly-button, making her slim but curvy hips and flat stomach bare for all eyes to see. Ino's hair was down tonight as well, and he fought the urge to run his fingers through it. The Inuzuka had had enough of the fleeting, lingering looks. He finally decided to just find out if his love was unrequited, and was hoping it wasn't with every step he took.

Kiba did stalk towards Ino, and smirked knowingly when she gasped and blushed, fidgeting on the bar-stool. That was the reaction Kiba wanted, and Ino wasn't even aware of her actions as her inner-fangirl kept screaming at her, 'He's coming over here! He totally wants you!' But she refused to acknowledge it. Ino had suspected that Kiba was in love with Hinata, so she had disregarded any hope of him being in love with her. But now, she wasn't so sure that she should give up.

"My my Ino, don't you just look pretty as a goddess tonight?" Kiba started, leaning towards her.

"T-t-thank you, K-kiba," Ino squeaked out, not believing that she was stuttering, and blushing so hard it rivaled Hinata. And Kiba looked much too smug for her liking, so she smiled wickedly, an idea forming in her pretty little head. Her eyes flitted up and down his form.

"Not so bad yourself, puppy. You look absolutely ravishing," Ino taunted, getting up and fisting an unsuspecting Kiba's shirt in her hand. She proceeded to yank him down onto her, making him straddle her lap, and push their chests flush against one another's. Ino may have been enjoying this a bit more than she should have. The bold actions flustered Kiba so much he couldn't even form a coherent thought, only questioning the new nickname it seemed Ino had taken to calling him, "P-puppy?"

"Aw, you don't like it?" the blonde pouted from underneath him, looking positively adorable in the process. Kiba grinned wildly and pressed the vixen even closer to him. His fingers tipped up her chin slightly and ghosted over her cheek while he moved a stray hair out of her face, pulling it behind her ear. Ino sucked in a sharp breath and shivered involuntarily.

"No, I love it, beautiful."

The blonde's face instantly heated up again and she buried her face in Kiba's chest, her nails digging into his arms.

"You don't mean that, that's a total lie!" she yelled, but the only one who heard it was Kiba, since it was muffled by his chest. He sighed, was she really that reluctant to believe she was beautiful?

"Ino."

Said girl looked up curiously into his chocolate brown eyes and gasped at how much emotion they held.

"I do mean it, and why would I lie about that? You're beautiful… much more than you think, actually."

Ino blinked dumbly as their positions were suddenly reversed, she was sitting on him now. The blonde soon understood why, and felt herself smile at how so considerate he was being.

Kiba kissed her, their lips connecting like magnets in a passionate… swapping of spit.

And he was giving her a chance to get up and leave if she so wished. But Ino didn't. She only grabbed his head and slammed her blue eyes shut as she carded her fingers through Kiba's surprisingly soft hair, groaning when their tongues clashed together in a dance-battle. The boy above her was absolutely stunned inside (it most certainly did not stop his movements on the outside though), when she returned the kiss with as much vigor and aggressiveness as she did. But he wasn't complaining, not at all, as he finally ran his hands through her blonde tresses. After a few more minutes they broke apart, albeit unwillingly, both panting like they'd just run to Suna and back without stopping.

"I think I love you."

"I think I love you too."

Neither really knew who said what, but it didn't matter because they both had the stupidest, widest identical grins on their faces. The secret was out, and for that they were both thankful. "I get to call you my girlfriend now!" Kiba sung, placing his hands on Ino's hips and kissing her again. The girl giggled uncontrollably for a moment, and the Inuzuka soon figured out why. Kiba smirked devilishly, Ino was ticklish. Man, this was going to be fun- for him at least. The Yamanaka shrieked with laughter as Kiba continued his assault on her bare skin.

"S-s-stop, haha, K-iba, d-damn y-ou! Hahaha!" Ino got out between laughs and gulps for air.

And across the bar, Neji and TenTen smiled knowingly, glancing at each other and rolling their eyes at how horridly cheesy this all was.

Elsewhere at the same time:

Naruto was mad. No, mad was an understatement, it didn't do the emotions justice. He was livid, heartbroken. Why? Three simple, seemingly insignificant words:

Hinata and Sasuke.

Two people, two of his friends, two teenagers only feet away that were falling all over each other. Both of them were grinning like idiots in love. 'Why does it hurt so much?' The blonde's heart clench painfully inside his chest, for the millionth time since he started watching them, as he observed the Hyuuga girl he hardly noticed half the time.

Naruto watched Hinata's angelic face, the soft giggling bubbling up from her at something Sasuke had said, the sound making his stomach flip-flop mysteriously. They didn't notice that Naruto kept staring at them when shapely hips started swaying as Hinata danced with his rival to a slow song. Or that the boy growled in warning as Sasuke pulled her closer. And Naruto watched pale pink lips moving as the heiress whispered unknown things into Sasuke's ear, things that made the stoic boy, who normally showed no emotions, smile gently at her and blush.

Sakura beside him wasn't fairing much better, especially after noticing the very same things as her teammate beside her. But the girl knew exactly what was wrong with her. She'd seen Sasuke with someone that wasn't her. It was worse since he was smiling, laughing, being happy.

Perhaps she'd thought she could bag the Uchiha tonight, but it wasn't happening. Because… apparently he had feelings for Hinata. With that last crushing thought, Sakura bolted for the door, no longer being able to watch the loving actions of the two on the dance floor.

As for Naruto, the poor boy had no idea what was going on with him right now. Sakura had left him frozen and alone, gaping on a bar stool in a trance-like state, so unaware of his surroundings that he didn't even notice when the girl he claimed to love had made a mad-dash towards the exit, tears streaming generously down her face.

He felt like he wanted to wrench Sasuke and Hinata apart, and then shred his rival to ribbons. Just for putting his hands on Hinata. But more than anything, he felt jealousy screaming at him. Why was he, Naruto, reacting this way to the scene displayed before him? to Hinata seemingly enjoying being touched and held by Sasuke?

After all, he'd had what he thought he wanted, the girl of his dreams to himself for the whole night. It just didn't make sense! 'Hinata looks amazing in that dress…' was an off-hand thought that crossed his mind that made him stop and rewind. Had he missed something important?

It didn't matter as Naruto soon snapped and all hell broke loose. Right when Sasuke leaned in, far too closely to the profusely blushing Hinata's face for Naruto's liking, and kissed her right on the lips. With speed he hadn't known he possessed, he practically teleported over to the duo, eyes flashing red for a second. The jinchuuriki growled low in his throat as he grabbed Sasuke's arm and ripped him away from the startled girl.

"N-naruto!" Hinata gasped.

"What, no 'kun'?" he snapped, and immediately regretted it.

She was already crying, wiping at her eyes quickly to get rid of the water. He hadn't meant to say that, and there was more venom in the words than he wanted to contemplate on.

"Nice going dobe," Sasuke drawled from beside him, trying to get the circulation back in his arm after Naruto released him at the sight of the girl's tears. Sasuke had honestly thought his arm would come off, the idiot had yanked on it that hard. When he took a look at his friend's face though, he found his gaze softening at the horrified look that seemed to take over Naruto's features. Sasuke found he didn't have to interrogate him though. Strangely enough Hinata spoke up and breathed the question that everyone in the room was pondering.

"Why?"

Naruto swallowed loudly before whispering, "I don't know…"

"Liar," she answered boldly.

He froze as Hinata then took Sasuke's hand before walking out of the bar, straight past a heartbroken, wide-eyed Sakura who had seen everything. Kiba was the only one who spoke his confusion, oblivious because he'd missed half of the event, "What the hell just happened?"

"Well, don't ask me," Ino said, taking hold of Kiba's hand.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Okay! I'm going to stop it there guys. Review and tell me if that was any good. Reviews= new chapters!