Author's Note:

Okay sorry guys if I hadn't updated for a while I was actually surprised when I saw some messages asking when will I update. Thankyou.

Inspired from Hinata's confession during the pain arc, when she confessed. Hope you like it!

Chapter 4

Sasuke stood beside the enormous tree in front of the house of the Hyuuga. Why is he here again? "tch, such a pain"

"What Sasuke?"

Sasuke just glared at his bestfriend and eventually sighed.

The Uchiha compound is actually just a block away. Naruto borrowed his car so he can take Hinata to the old mill. He even agreed to that knowing the dobe won't take no for an answer and now this, he even dragged him here.

He stared back at the house, drawn at the warmth. The house was big, the landscape was beautiful, stepping-stones led the way to the house. Each round stone held a meticulously carved symbol. As they neared the house, he was lost in his thoughts, he really admired the craftmanship, the highly polished work, every detail. It was perfection at its best, but when he looked up at the porch, everything else fades. It all paled in comparison to Haruno, Sakura.

"Sakura..."

All those magazines and TV commercials didn't even compare seeing her in person.

"Damn her."

Naruto look at his bestfriend not knowing what to say. Of course he knew what happened between them. They were after all the Hottest Couple back in highschool until Sakura broke up. He never saw Sasuke that devastated. He knew Sakura was in town and is staying at Neji's. This was suppose to be his plan in setting them up together but now looking at Sasuke, this might be a bad idea who knows what will happen the moment he snaps.

"Dobe did you set this up?"

Hand it to Sasuke, he always knew he is sharp. Damn! He can't face his wrath now he has to look good for Hinata.

Sasuke didn't even bother waiting for his reply, he turn back and said "Not this time dobe"

Naruto let out a sigh he never knew he was holding, he had to let it go for now.

Hinata cleared her throat "I appreciate your coming to pick me up Naruto-kun, I could have met you there."

"That's silly Hinata, since we're both going to the same place, and your on my way. I thought we might discuss the plans for the renovation over dinner when we're finished inspecting the mill"

They said goodbye to Sakura and headed to the car.

"So, matchmaker huh? she smiled up to him and just that easily took his breath away.

"Well" scratching the back of his head "it's one of my sideline job Hinata"

Hinata just laughed and abruptly turned back toward the house "for Sakura I'll take that job too".

Naruto was standing close to her, holding the door open to the Mustang, and she bumped his chest with her nose. For a second she stood there with her eyes close, then she inhaled deeply. He felt that breath right through his skin all the way down to his bones. The tips of her breast brushed his rib cage sending fire racing through his blood stream and pooling into a thick heat low in his belly. She smelled of cinnamon and spice. He wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her right there.

"Naruto-kun" For the first time that he could remember, Hinata sounded breathless "What are you doing?"

He realized his arms were around her. He was holding her captive against him, and his body was growing hard and make urgent demands. He cursed silently and let her go, turning away from her.

"I thought you were getting in the car." His voice was rough, even to his own ears.

He had never wanted a woman the way he wanted Hinata.

He didn't feel gentle when he wanted to be gentle.

He didn't feel nice and charming when it was usually so easy for him to be charming.

He felt edgy and restless and achy as hell.

He had a mad desire to scoop her up and lock her in his vehicle, a primitive out of character urge when she looked on the verge of flight.

She allowed him to help her into the warm leather seats. Hinata felt very small beside Naruto. Inside the car, he appeared enormous and powerful. When she inhaled, she took the masculine scent of him deep into her lungs. For a moment she felt dizzy. It made her want to laugh aloud at the thought.

The car handled the tight turns along the coastal highway with precision and ease, flowing around the corners so that she relaxed a little. Being around Naruto made her feel safe. She didn't know why,but she no longer questioned it.

He glanced over at her. "Does it bother you, the way people are always talking about your family?"

"They talk in a nice way." Hinata pointed out.

"I know they do. You're part of one of the most prominent families here, but does it bother you?"

Hinata smiled at him.

At a young age, she knew what she wants to become and she also knew that her father would not approve

"Only you would ask that question." She sighed "Before it bothered me, the expectations I have to live up, the acknowledgement I have to yearn" She looked at him again now turning her full focus on him "until someone inspired me.. he said that I can be different.. that I can be acknowledged at something I love to do, that being different is good."

She turned back, now looking at the rearview mirror "you inspired me" she said softly.

"I miss you when you're gallivanting around the world Hinata. I'm glad you decided to come home."

Her smile widened. "You're such a flirt, Naruto-kun, even with me, and I've known you all my life. You haven't calmed down since your wild college days."

"I don't flirt" he said firmly. He wanted to park the car and just look at her. Touch her soft skin and kiss her for hours. The moments the thought crept into his head his body hardened into a dull, painful ache. He couldn't get near her without it happening. He was a grown man, and his body responded to her as if he were an adolescent.

"Naruto-kun, you flirt with everyone. And your reputation is terrible. If I wasn't already so talked about, I'd be worried"

"No one talks about me"

She laughed softly. "I can relate the story of you and Ami by heart, I've heard it so many times."

He groaned. "Is that still going around? That happened long ago, I did pick her up in the bar, she was drunk Hinata. I couldn't just leave her there."

"And how did her blouse get on the bushes outside the grocery store?"

Naruto glanced sideways at her. "All right, I'll admit it was her blouse, but come on Hinata she was as drunk as a skunk and began peeling off her clothes the minute we were driving down the street. She threw her blouse out the window and would have thrown her bra but I told her I'd put her out on the sidewalk if she did. I took her straight home. And in case you want to know why my version was never told, I don't like talking about women who throw themselves at me when they're drunk. In spite of what you've heard, my mother raised me to be a gentleman."

The Mustang swung fluidly into the driveway leading to the old mill. Naruto drove straight up and parked near the wooden building. He turned off the engine and slid his arm along the back of her seat. "Most of the stories about me aren't true, Hinata."

Hinata stared straight ahead at the old building. The paint had long since worn away and much of the wood was pitted. She loved the look of the mill, the way it fit there. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and turned to take Naruto in.

Up close, Uzumaki Naruto was a giant man with well-defined muscled, and a strong jaw. His mouth was something she spent far too much time staring at and dreaming about, and the shape of it had managed to slip into her bestselling novels on several heroes. His eyes were amazing, a startling color that made her heart do triple time. He had the kind of thick blonde hair that made her want to run her fingers in it. Hinata felt a bit faint looking at his heavily muscled chest, then up to his eyes. "Well, all this time Naruto-kun, I though I was in the presence of greatness." She managed to conjure up a lighthearted laugh. "It's not nice to destroy a woman's illusions."

He frowned. "I didn't say I wasn't the bad boy of Konoha"

"I though Uchiha Sasuke was the bad boy of Konoha?"

Naruto look affronted. "I never come in second place" he continued "beside Sasuke teme the bad boy running for president? he laughed.

Hinata laughed at this "Yeah I remembered, his ways of planning revenge on Sakura" She continued laughing at the memory when she first heard it from Sakura and Sakura's raging emotions to beat Sasuke. Her reminiscing stops when she felt Naruto's hands came up, unexpectedly spanning her throat. Hinata was certain her heart skipped a beat. His palm was large, and his fingers wrapped easily around her neck, his thumb tipping her head so she was forced to meet the sudden hunger blazing in his eyes. It was the last thing Hinata wanted to see, and his intensity shocked her. "Naruto-kun" She breathed his name in small protest. It wasn't a good idea. They weren't a good idea.

He simply lowered his head and took possesion of her mouth. His kiss was anything but gentle. He dragged her close, a starving man devouring her with hot urgent kisses. The breath slammed out of her lungs, and every nerve ending in her body screamed at her. Electricity crackled between them, arcing from Naruto to Hinata and back again. Fire raced over her skin. He took the lead kissing her hungrily, hotly, his tongue dueling with hers, demanding a response she found herself giving.

Her arms crept around his neck, her body presssing close to the heat of his. She felt so much heat, so much magic she couldn't think straight.

The blare of a horn made Hinata jump away from him. Naruto cursed and glanced at the highway in time to see Kiba and Sai hotting and honking as they drove. "Damn!" he said

Hinata pressed a trembling hand to her swollen mouth. Her skin felt raw and burned from the dark shadow on his jaw. She didn't dare look in the mirror, but she knew she looked thoroughly kissed. "They saved us."

Naruto sighed and look at Hinata. What was it about this woman that made him lose control whenever he was around her? He touched Hinata's red face. He soft skin was raw from his whiskers. "I should have shaved, Hinata, I'm sorry I wasn't planning on kissing you." So okay, he wanted to kiss her. He'd hoped to kiss her.

"I don't mind" Hinata said softly

He caught her face in his hands. "I mind. I need to be more careful with you." Abruptly he let her go and opened the door. It was the only safe thing to do when she looked so tempting.